Sorry everyone for the long update but I had writers block about this chapter and had trouble writing about this chapter even though I have written the next chapter. So Ill give everyone a chance to read this chapter and Ill Post the next chapter on Monday which is a fight scene. I have also nearly finished the chapter after that so Ill post that one around about Thursday… So read and review…

Transformation

Harry Potter knew what was coming but he didn't have to like it one bit. He would have to change his appearance, everything about him that he liked and alter the person he was but he couldn't let down Dumbledore, for to let down Dumbledore was to let his side down in the war and they needed allies. Fast.

First stop, painting, Harry was given a time turner and told to meet someone in a certain backhouse in New crown alley, an alley off Diagon Alley that was mainly a residence alley but with a few corner shops alley and some odd shops. The backhouse was behind a wizard's photography shop.

Flashback

Harry was walking down new cross alley at 11'o clock in the morning. There were children about playing on the cobbled streets with toy broomsticks and wands and Harry had been repeatedly asked to come and play…

Kingsley snickered from behind as, even though Harry was dressed with black boots, black slacks and a black long sleeved shirt with a fur mantle and his invisibility cloak draped around his shoulders with a silver chain, the children would come up to Harry and almost drag him to their group of friends even though the adults were extremely scared of Harry, who thought of him as a deatheater.

Some nodded respectfully at Kingsley as they recognised him and relaxed but still kept away from Harry although Harry was currently telling a little boy, he couldn't go on his toy broomstick.

They reached the backhouse where several canvases were set and where a middle aged man sat with a time turner hanging from his neck. Harry and the man were introduced,

"Hi, I'm Harry Potter."

"Pleased to meet you and I am Mr Montleon,"

Harry watched as Kingsley left, and Harry was introduced to a pallet, a paint brush and the canvases. Mr Montleon gave him the time turner and told him, when he used it, he had to tell him where he was up to and which lesson he had completed, so he knew where to start a new lesson.

End Flashback

Harry for the period of 3 days normal time had spent a month learning to paint. He was exhausted at the end of it as he had been turning back days at a time. Harry could now gladly say he could paint but Mr Montleon said to complete the course he would have an assignment. To paint a nude sketch. Harry's cheeks turned red at the thought, 'who could he ask?' but that was a question for another time.

Next stop, music. Using the time turner again, Harry had really gone at it. He really liked Music, but still could not please his teacher, who had impossible standards.

The first lesson was superb as he just picked up a violin and poured music out, he was playing songs he had never heard but they just came out. Harry had asked Dumbledore about it when his shocked music teacher flooed Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had asked what had happened and laughed when he heard, and then he told Harry that the old pureblooded family's left a mark on their bloodline and I magically integrated some things unto their line and one common one for them was to integrate a musical instrument and how to play it. Seeing as Harry was a 'Potter', the violin was the chosen instrument. The innate ability was chosen to be integrated for the fact that pureblooded family's prided themselves of being wealthy, important people and one way of showing you were of a noble family was being able to play an instrument and show your knowledge and wisdom.

Instead Harry chose to play the flute, instead and spent another 3 weeks 22 hours a day, time turner time, 3 days normal time learning to play the flute basically.

After music he had then learnt the basics of horse riding, without a time turner as Harry's magical core and body was exhausted. On the other hand, Harry was fairly good at horse riding as his balance from being used to a broom helped him through 2 days, though he was still a beginner but would not be shown up.

Then, Harry had spent a week and a half in time turner time, learning to dance, which in normal time equated to day and a half. Harry knew would be his most valuable lessons for the balls and he had thrown his all into dancing and was now fairly capable but had odd lessons now and then to keep improving.

Fencing came next in Harry's long list of to do's and fencing was on the list in case Harry was ever challenged and it would help around in duelling, speed and the grace in which Harry held himself with. Now fencing was where Harry was quite good and Harry's last lesson from a week and a half of time turner time was one he needed to remember for dealing with people in fights.

Flashback

The sound of sword clashing rang out from the library in the number 12 Grimmauld Place. Inside the library were a young man and a man looking to be in his late 20's clashing with rapiers.

"That's good Harry, keep your guard up,"

Harry was assaulting Daniel's defence time and time again where as Daniel just effortlessly parried Harry's lunges and slashes and returned with Riposte's that kept Harry on his toes.

Harry had been learning the art of fencing from Daniel Brooks (a pureblood and a new addition to the order) from sunrise till midnight and had been coming on in leaps and bounds. The dancing intuition was coming in handy here more than Harry would ever think. For the agility and balance he had gained had saved his ass from being kicked a few times, and right now Harry's balance was the only thing keeping him in the bout.

Daniel's blade licked out in a downward slash to Harry's right but half way through Daniel span and evaded his blade past Harry's and touched it to Harry's throat.

"I win…"

Harry sighed and sat down in defeat as Daniel gave him advice,

"Right kid, you did great but you don't need to plat on my terms. Look your no master fencer so you can't fence the way they want, you'll have to be smart."

Harry nodded his head in agreement and Daniel continued,

"You can't waste your energy attacking as they will just parry you all the way. Stand back wait for them to attack and every time they come to attack, move away, make them angry and they make faults, every time they lunge step back and attack while they are off balance. Move around the area, circle him and if you're in a tight situation, drop and roll away to safety or to your opponents left or right and attack with their back turned and kid if their trying to kill you do not hesitate to go for the jugular."

With that being the end of the speech Daniel pointed to the right part part of his throat.

End Flashback

For the rest of the two weeks he spent his time duelling as Harry got tutored by Kinglsey, Moody and Remus for the whole week as Harry learnt some more shields and spells and unexpectedly learnt the duelling customs and regulations.

Harry was nearly ready for the allies and campaign trail. He could paint, play, dance, ride and fence now, the markings of a young aristocrat, nobleman or lord. Harry now carried himself differently with grace and his eyes had started to gain a raptor look about them and they burned more brightly. The rapier that Daniel gave him now hung easily on him and moved with his hip, showed he was not a stranger to combat. In fact Harry recalled a conversation about the swords of Night and Day with Dumbledore.

Flashback

Dumbledore was studying the blades of Night and Day with undeniable awe but took in everything about them and came to a conclusion.

"You won't be able to wield them Harry,"

Harry looked at Dumbledore with curiosity and motioned for him to continue,

"They are suited to one person and are bonded to him, an ancestor of yours in fact. The blades were used 350 years ago in Britain mostly, as Alric Drake-Potter started a magical civil war with the expelled princess of that age. Britain had a royal family and part of it was magical and the magical part of the family ruled magical world of Britain but the magical king was killed and those inside sought power and rule and gained it and joined with the Arabian magical empire at the time to secure it. The queen and her daughter went into hiding but the queen was found and executed but the princess lived on and with Alric her general, started a rebellion. In the war the rebellion began to grow with the princess who used her charms and looks, and the princess was described in those times as a goddess on earth now the princess stripped dukes and people with armies of their men and gave them to Alric who was a general without peer, he never lost a battle often outflanked, out manoeuvred and without men but he still managed to win. Anyway a cruel witch gave her services to the queen and forged blades of magic, the very swords before you, but there was a catch to them imprisoned in them are demons but they would enhance Alric's speed and strength. Now without the blades he was a swordsman who ranked with the best of them in the world but with them he was nigh, indestructible. The problem with the blades was the fact that they had a thirst for death and in a while if you couldn't command them the user would turn insane. Alric set about mastering the blades controlling their thirst, showing them he was the master; he got them familiar with him and then bound them to him magically. Alric left the princess who was then queen after Britain was conquered as he couldn't take it anymore as throughout the war he had been forced to do some terrifying acts and he had done them to win and out of his love for the queen but after the war was won the queen told him of conquering magical France, Holland and Belgium. Alric refused and went into hiding occasionally cropping up to quell the Goblin wars in Bulgaria and Germany but worked as a priest until learning of the queens sickness returned to Britain and fought of an invasion but was killed in the end battle after killing the invaders king..."

Harry took a while to digest the information but understood why he couldn't use the blades as they were bound to Alric and had Demons in them.

"So what shall I do professor, sell them?"

"No I shall exorcise the demons but keep them as they are part of your heritage, though I suggest you forge a new blade, I think we should see Mr Ollivander and Mr Elendil who runs the forge in Diagon alley."

End Flashback

Harry had made an appointment with both of them in the backhouse but Harry needed another trip to Diagon Alley which was where he was heading today but with a guest. Harry Black-Potter gave a wry grin as he thought about his guest. He had a problem he needed a teacher on manners and customs and to give him lessons on how to be an aristocrat. The only people who could solve his problem, the Malfoy's. The Malfoy's were the only ones he knew that were like that and so he had to send a letter to Narcissa Malfoy to help him with his problem and to make him look the part.

Though first on the agenda today for Harry was a meeting with Dumbledore and right on time, Albus Dumbledore had apparated to the library in number 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Headmaster,"

"Please call be Albus, Harry,"

"Ok," Harry thought ruefully, "Albus"

Dumbledore replied, "So young Harry you wanted to talk to me…"

"Yes, professor err I mean Albus, I was thinking about deatheaters as a whole and the fact they attack like a terrorist group at the moment and are not a real army or rebellion, so I had an idea…"

Dumbledore nodded in agreement,

"Well I was thinking, about it and for a start we are going to need more than 1 base as deatheater attacks are spread out, I mean we need a headquarters sure but we need hideouts and safe houses across Britain and particularly England and Scotland. These will have to be equipped with extra wands, portkeys, weapons and potions and also a holding cell. It could give us the edge when defending people, raiding and would allow the order somewhere safe nearby and somewhere where they can apperate, hold prisoners, heal and stakeout buildings."

"You know what my boy that is a good idea, though one slight problem, how will we pay for this and where are we going to get items" Dumbledore replied

"Me. Ill pay for it, Ill go property hunting Magical and muggle. Snape can brew the potions, I'm hoping you can get Wand's from somewhere; you can create the portkeys and maybe help with the finances. I will back the order financially and hopefully we might get a few others who will invest money."

Albus Dumbledore was shocked, here was a 16 year old boy offering to finance an organisation with maybe a couple of million galleons.

"Ok Harry, you buy the houses and Ill set everything up in them, the order will be most grateful for your contribution in fact Ill have induct you and your friends into the order. Perhaps we should get this operation set up by the middle of September and Ill hide the places with spells…"

"No problem sir, anyway I am off to Diagon Alley, get professor Lupin to dress up smart and tell him to go to muggle property agencies and look for a few houses and some flats situated in major cities and strategic locations. Now goodbye."

Dumbledore nodded and disappeared with a pop as Harry walked to the fireplace and flooed to Diagon Alley…

Harry reappeared in the leaky cauldron and immediately saw Narcissa Malfoy lounging off one of the armchairs near the fire. She was dressed to perfection with her alluring sapphire blue eyes and platinum blond hair and was dressed in a fine black dress with a bodice that hugged her body. Many of the men surrounding her gazed at her longingly.

"Hello Mrs Malfoy,"

Narcissa Malfoy looked him strait in the eye and said,

"Now listen here Potter, the only reason, I'm helping you is the fact that your now the head of my old family and that you will attend one of my balls and I don't want a roughneck there…"

"Don't worry, you'll get whatever you want, money, an item, a new dress, a favour but first before we get down to business I need to go to Gringrotts."

Narcissa and Harry swept out of the leaky cauldron and into Gringrotts where Harry asked for Graphook, at which Narcissa arched an eyebrow at but both were ushered into a room with Graphook.

Harry immediately went into conversation,

"Graphook, I know you must be busy but I need you to manage my finances for me."

"Mr Potter, that won't be a big deal, I could probably manage your finances personally, I believe I have the time. Now, is that all you came here for."

"No, now you have agreed, I need you to invest heavily some of my finances in the muggle world on stocks and shares, giving me a ruling share in some big companies also I want you to set up an organisation called 'The hierarchy organisation' with me as its head but my age as 19 and set up new businesses in what ever you will find profitable under the organisation and I want bases In London, New York and Tokyo, I need you to invest in the government somehow, get me in favour with them and make me a lord in the muggle house of lords. The organisation itself will deal with selling government defence weapons, and you conjure a few out of magic and duplicate them with magic. I also want the organisation dealing in computers and with labs looking for new technology and have one lab specialising in combining machinery and magic. Now all businesses under the organisation will have their profits go to me and will be able to trade with each other for no price at all. Set up a muggle bank account as well. Now that's all, you got that?"

Graphook sat there wild-eyed and with his mouth hanging open and with Narcissa Malfoy sitting there spluttering. Although Graphook re-gathered his wits as Harry motioned his head at Narcissa and drew his wand. Graphook nodded and gathered up magic in his palm and started mouthing incantations.

"I'm sorry Mrs Malfoy but I can't have you telling Voldemort, so Graphook here just cast a bit of goblin magic to stop you from speaking and I'm going to need a witch's oath that you won't tell a soul or item."

Narcissa nodded fearfully and cut her finger and whispered an incantation and swore she wouldn't tell and bound it with her magic and life.

"Now that's good and lets go shopping…"

Harry Potter and Narcissa Malfoy swooped upon Diagon Alley and the first shop they entered was Madame Malkins. Where Narcissa decided to go all out, she knew he was rich, so didn't bother about price or quantity and had him in dress robes, formal robes, cloaks and capes. She bought the lot, most were in a dark colour but few were in pastel colour and he even had a white robe accessorised with a golden chain filigree belt with a single pouch hanging at his side.

Next stop a magical eyewear shop in knockturn alley where with multiple potions, salves and charms Harry's eyes were fixed. Then he was taken into muggle London, which made Harry step back in surprise and was basically given a new muggle clothes wardrobe. Then he was taken back into magical London to a magical Hairdresser's where his hair was grown to just past his shoulders which apparently marked him as an heir of a pureblooded family. Harry's hair now was almost silky with a few strands loose with the tips dyed platinum blond. Which Narcissa told him, "It has my personal touch, no?"

Now, Harry was almost unrecognisable but still held that old rugged appeal, charm and looks but with parts of him in enhanced in cruel perfection. Then, Mrs Malfoy had taken him to flourish and blotts and had gotten him books about wizarding equiteque and codes.

As the day wore on Narcissa Malfoy changed, it started as a burden for her but now Mrs Malfoy was enjoying herself, Harry her now new protégé.

Harry now saw to the business of some of the houses and stopped by in a wizarding property agency and bought a few houses and several flats spaced out with a house in Hogsmeade, Yorkshire, Birmingham and the Lake District and with flats in Trafalgar Square, a wizarding village in Dover, Liverpool, Cornwall and Edinburgh and on one of the islands that are off the coast of Scotland. Also, Harry had also seen Tom from the leaky Cauldron and had bought one of the rooms there.

In Narcissa's mind they were investments but Harry also said that his property spending was included in her oath. Harry and Mrs Malfoy then proceeded to make their way back to the leaky cauldron.

"Today has been enjoyable to say the least Mr Potter and if I need anything I will call, anyway goodbye, and Ill contact you about lessons…"

With a kiss on the cheek she was about to turn when Harry said,

"You couldn't do me another favour could you, you see I need to do a portrait of someone and I think you would suit the job."

Narcissa could see by the blush on his cheeks what kind of painting it was, but just nodded with a smile and disappeared. Harry whoever turned up to his room upstairs and was going to turn in for the night…