A/N: Hello all! Hope you had fun reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! I did except no one I know has finished yet so I can't discuss it yet… pouts Anyway, while I'm waiting for someone else to finish, I decided to write another chapter to the story. Enjoy.

Note: Disclaimer in Ch1 and from a couple of chapters on the story gets darker. Some rape involved too… If you don't like then don't read…

Harry was having- and enjoying- one of those quiet moments. You know the ones you cherish before everyone else has got to school…

Until of course, a familiar voice ripped through the air;

"HAARRRYYYYY!" yelled Lily causing Harry to jump about a foot in the air.

"Yes?" he asked, eyeing the girl warily.

"Guess what today is?" she asked in a sing song voice.

"…Friday…" he answered, thoroughly confused, "why?"

"That means tomorrow is…"

"Erm… Saturday… Lily, where exactly are you going with this?"

"Not just any Saturday Harry!" bubbled Lily, completely ignoring his previous question, "It's the sales tomorrow!"

"Erm… so?" replied Harry bewildered as to why that should concern him.

"Because silly! We're going shopping!" replied Lily as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Couldn't you… I don't know… Go with some of your female friends?"

Lily stopped her tirade for a moment and stared at him as though only suddenly seeing him.

"No Harry," she said slowly, "I'm taking you shopping for some new clothes."

This time it was Harry's turn to stare at her before he burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" glared Lily, her hands on her hips.

"You are" said Harry between laughs, "Like I'm coming shopping with you. Good one Lils."

But when Lily didn't reply and only looked at him, Harry suddenly realised she wasn't joking.

"Lils, you've got to be kidding… I'm not coming shopping! I'm a guy for goodness' sake! I know you; you go all girly and hyper when you see a shop!"

But Lily only gave him a look which suggested that it was her final word.

"Meet me at the gate at 9.30am tomorrow okay? Oh hey, I hear some of the guys coming. See you after school!"

As Harry stared after her retreating back he couldn't help the feeling of dread that had settled in the pit of his stomach.

As the rest of the class arrived and settled into their usual routine of work amidst chatter, Harry could be caught staring idly out the classroom window.

He scanned the playground with a bored expression as he had already finished all his work though he didn't really notice anything unusual until he saw a man dismounting a large black motorbike and walking in the direction of the building his class was situated in. Sitting up a bit straighter, Harry's eyes followed the progress of this man until he could see him no more and could instead hear his footsteps down the hall, fast approaching.

The door suddenly banged open with a resounding 'thud' and the whole class stopped to stare at this new man. He was of an average height with greying brown hair. He looked about middle-aged but seemed a lot older. His progress was once again followed but this time by the whole class as he walked purposefully towards the teacher and handed her a note which she read and then re-read before looking at the man as though determining whether he was joking. He merely shook his head.

"Very well," said Mills standing up, "Mr. Potter, Mr. Lupin here would like to have a word with you."

Once again bewildered, Harry slowly got up and followed the man amidst sniggers from his fellow classmates who most likely thought he was in trouble for something.

Having only seen this man once before, Harry knew that was not the case.

As they walked out the classroom Harry could sense the eyes of his classmates on his back.

"Harry, nice to finally meet you," Said the man with a warm smile, "I am Remus Lupin, an old friend of your parents'. I understand you have received a letter about our world though have refused to join it. I wondered if you might reconsider?"

"No sir, I already stated earlier that I would not be part of a world that has raised the murderer of my parents right under their noses." Said Harry simply, though his curiosity ached to ask this man about his parents.

"Very well then," he sighed, "As your Godfather was in one of our prisons and recently died due to extreme conditions, the reading of his will has declared that his motorbike, half his bank balance (which incidentally consists of over 6.5 million dollars) and his three bedroom apartment all be rightfully handed over to you. According to wizarding law, these cannot be touched by anyone you wish not to and cannot be taken from you. You can gift these to others if you wish but unless you consent, nothing will be taken. I wasn't supposed to do this but as you will have no way of learning otherwise, I have taken the liberty of acquiring a motorbike licence for you and the knowledge of how to ride it. Should you wish me to, I can transfer these to you now. It will only take a few seconds."

"Okay" said Harry nervously.

Muttering some words in another language Harry couldn't understand, the only thing Harry felt was a slight change in the atmosphere but it was gone as soon as it came.

As he handed the license card, the keys to the motorbike and the legal documentation copy of the will to Harry, Remus wished Harry a short goodbye.

"Take care of yourself Harry, you're doing just fine. If you ever reconsider joining our world, just let me know. I'm sorry I cannot stay longer, there are many things I wish to ask you too but I must be on my way. Goodbye, we shall meet again someday I hope." Before disappearing into thin air.

His eyes the size of saucers, Harry only stared at the spot he was a minute ago, his brain just registering the fact that not only had the man not said how to contact him if he ever changed his mind but the fact that he was now rich and no one could take that away from him.

"Mr. Potter, please come back into the classroom now," called his teacher from the doorway, "You've been staring at the same spot for a couple of minutes now.

Not saying anything, Harry just walked into the class and took his seat, his mind numb with shock.

Harry saw Lily turning around in her desk with a questioning look on her face but said nothing once more.

"Hey Harry!" called Lily jogging up to him after school. "What'd that guy say? You still haven't spoken a word since he left."

"Lily," said Harry slowly turning around to stare at her, "See that motorbike over there? That's mine."

"Wha… but… but… Harry! You don't have a licen…" stuttered Lily before Harry showed her the license card.

"… and I now have over 6.5 million bucks… Oh my god! I also have an apartment …which I can apparently move into any time. I don't even have to be of age…!" muttered Harry, more registering the fact with himself than Lily.

"Harry… what?" asked a confused Lily before Harry handed her the copy of the document.

Neither of them said anything while she scanned through the thick paper and then, like Mills, re-read it before looking up at him.

"…Oh… my… God…" was all she managed to get out.

A/N: Hello… In one of the reviews I had a question asking whether they are at Hogwarts too. Forgot to mention but its AU and they're at a muggle high-school. There are references from the wizarding world, as you saw in this chapter, but that is it. Let's just say that Harry refused to be a part of the wizarding world.

Hope this chapter made sense. Once again, constructive criticism is appreciated, flames are not (But yes jbfritz I do accept flaming good reviews!)

Will try to get another chapter out sometime soon but in the meantime:

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