A/N: Yes, you will learn the 'secret' in this chapter.
I'm not sure who I will pair Harry with, not Hermione, she won't be with Harry in this story. I'm leaning towards an OC, let me know what you think.
Thinking
"Speaking"
Diagon Alley
"I'd like to take 3000 galleons out of my vault thanks" Harry said to a Goblin, showing him the key to his vault.
The Goblin inspected his key, and gave back to him with out a second glance.
"Griphook will show you to your vault Mr. Potter" The Goblin told him, as the small goblin from Harry's first visit came forward.
"This way Mr. Potter" Griphook said leading them to one of the carts.
Once they had settled, Drake leaned over "3000 gallons? That's a bit much isn't", Harry just shrugged.
Drake was still a mystery…
Flashback
"Ah, Harry, there is something I have to tell you before we buy this broom…", Harry looked back curious.
"I know you've been wondering why Deatheaters had taken me captive and have been chasing me as well" Drake said inspecting his shoes.
"I might have given it a thought" Harry lied, he had thought about it a lot, wondering why the Deatheaters were chasing Drake with the same intensity they chase him.
"Well…my parents and I were never on the best of terms" Drake continued.
"Fuck it, Harry my parents were Deatheaters, the faggot they call a Dark Lord wanted me for some reason, I think it was because he thought I had some special power, or that he wanted me for an ally I don't know. Whatever it is, he had caught finally caught me the night I met you, I thought I was done for…until we escaped that is" Drake finished letting out a breath he didn't know he had been holding in.
"Maybe it's about some sort of prophecy or something" Drake muttered more to himself than to Harry, alas Harry heard it and promptly burst out laughing.
Drake met his eyes for the first time since his speech, "What, what's so funny?" Drake asked, as Harry rolled on the ground laughing.
"I just let out my biggest secret and you just laugh at me! See if I tell you anything again" Drake snapped a little hurt that Harry was laughing at him.
"No..no it's not that" Harry laughed, wiping away tears of mirth.
"It's just that there is a prophecy" Harry's words died in his mouth.
I was just about to tell him the Prophecy!
Why not, he just told me he was the son of Deatheaters
Harry looked deep into Drake's, now brown, eyes and searched them for a hint of treachery.
"Harry…" Drake said softly, obviously sensing this is the a tender issue.
Harry sighed, "there is a prophecy about me…
Harry proceeded to tell Drake about the Prophecy about Voldemort and him, something even Ron and Hermione don't know.
"Wow, that….sucks" Drake breathed…
Harry laughed weakly "yeah, yeah it does".
"Well" Drake said standing and wiping his hands on his pants.
"Shall we go to Diagon Alley?" Drake asked innocently.
"What about the prophecy all you can say is 'well'" Harry asked disbelieving.
"What about my…ah… parental problems" Drake asked, "I don't care that your parents are Deatheaters, I don't think you are, and quite frankly I don't care what your parents do, I know you are different" Harry finished panting slightly after his little rant.
"Well, that's all well and good, I don't care if you do have to kill Voldemort, I just now I'm going to help you, I now I've only known you for a little while, but I feel like I've known you for years" Drake said to Harry sincerely.
They both smiled at each other, "let's get going then".
End Flashback
"Here we are Mr. Potter" Griphook said as he opened Harry's vault, Harry heard Drake let out a small gasp.
"Has…has it gotten bigger Griphook?" Harry asked staring at the mountain of coins sitting in his vault.
"This is the first part of the Black Fortune, that is being exchanged to your vault. You can't use all of it yet, but you will when the transfer is finished" Griphook said matter-of-factly.
At the mention of his Godfather's surname, Harry clammed up.
…Sirius, I don't deserve this
Harry felt a comforting hand on his shoulder, Harry fought tears.
"Harry I heard about your Godfather…" Drake said gently.
"I…heard he was a mischievous fellow" Drake continued.
"He was…he could make anyone feel happy, he was one of the Marauders with my father, the greatest pranksters in Hogwart's history" Harry said proudly.
Drake grinned, "no offence but you don't seem like much of a prankster, I mean look at you, you look like one big floppy cock, no confidence at all" Drake said looking over Harry appraisingly.
Harry just raised his eyebrows; there was an…ounce of truth in what he said.
"You got to be more like…like…me" Drake said searching for a word, Harry burst out laughing, "why would I want to be like you!"
Drake pretended to be offended, "Well, then what about your father or Sirius?" That shut Harry up.
"Sirs, will you be wanting the 3000 gallons?" Griphook said previously unnoticed.
Harry just stared at Griphook, his thoughts apparently else where.
"Yes we will" Drake answered glancing at Harry.
Like my dad…
Like Sirius
Like the Marauders!
Starting right now…
Slowly a grin formed on Harry's face, Drake stared at him confused, Harry was standing up slightly straighter, and had an slight air of confidence around him.
Drake realized what was happening and grinned as well.
"Found some balls have you?" Drake said grinning.
"Iron ones too" Harry said laughing.
"Thank you for your time Griphook" Harry said to the little Goblin bowing.
Griphook looked surprised, but bowed back none the less.
"Now, let's go shopping".
"Firebolt! That's a bit expensive isn't" Drake exclaimed, although his eyes were filled with hope.
"Well, you have saved my life…" Harry said simply.
"but you saved my life too" Drake argued.
"I don't care! I'm buying you this Firebolt with this money, I'm sick of people not letting me buy them anything, and it's stopping right now, I'm using that mountain of money in my vault how I want to" Harry gushed.
Drake smirked, "nice speech".
Harry blushed slightly before he headed over to the counter.
"I want to buy that Firebolt please" Harry said pointing. He didn't have to, the man didn't look up.
"You do know that's 2137 Gallons" The cashier said still not looking up.
Harry smirked, "really but the sticker outside says", "well the stickers wrong" the cashier interrupted just as Harry expected him to.
"Okay then, but you just missed out on 63 more gallons" Harry said dropping the gallons on the table.
The cashier looked up so fast, that Harry was sure he broke something.
His mouth hung open, but was quickly shut with eyes narrowed as he took out his wand.
The cashier muttered something as he waved his wand above the coins.
His eyes widened again, "of course Sir, please wait here".
Harry smirked at Drake.
"Here we are" the cashier came back holding a long package wrapped in a shiny material.
"Here you go Sirs, I'm sorry about the attitude, it's just that a lot of kids come in here" Harry waved his hands silencing the man.
"Whatever, we really must go" Harry said gesturing for the broom.
The cashier bowed his head and handed it over.
"Well that was entertaining" Harry said dryly, as Drake inspected his new broom.
"How did you shrink you stuff again?" Drake asked not taking his eyes of the broom.
Harry quickly showed him the spell.
They split the remaining 863 gallons between them and Drake went to the bookstore while Harry went to get them some Wand holsters.
I guess we both need them, Merlin knows we have a lot of duels, well I have anyway
Harry entered the shop, and took a huge whiff of the leathery smell of the store, Harry glanced around and made his way up to counter. There was a woman sitting behind the counter, a pretty lady in her very early 20s with brunette curls and sparkling blue eyes.
"I would like 2 dragon hide Wand Holsters please" Harry asked politely.
The cashier looked up, "Wrist or ankle?"
"Ah, wrist thanks".
The woman nodded and headed outback and came back with two jet black wand holsters.
"How much will that be?" Harry asked taking out the pouch that held the gallons.
"49 gallons thanks" The women said, Harry looked up, "that's cheaper than I expected".
The cashier smiled, "well, you got to draw customers".
Harry summed up his courage, "but they've got you, why did you need to lower prices".
The women giggled, "Why, aren't you charming".
Harry grinned in what he hoped was a charming way, she handed over the holsters and took the gallons from Harry.
"If your ever in Diagon Alley, come visit, my name's Martha Witter".
"I'll be sure to do that" Harry said turning around and walking out of the shop.
"I saw that, you sly dog you" Drake said as soon as Harry came out of the shop, Harry just grinned.
"Nice work, you should have asked for her floo address" Drake remarked as they started walking again.
"Whoa too late, I think you don't have to" Drake remarked looking over at Harry's shoulder at something.
He turned to see what Drake was looking at, and saw Martha running towards them, her breasts bouncing slightly as Harry couldn't help but notice.
"Hey! I forgot to give you my floo address" she giggled as she got them.
She handed Harry a card with an address on it, which Harry pocketed.
"Floo me sometime, bye" She gave a non-responsive Harry a kiss on the cheek then ran back into the shop.
"Nice rack" Drake remarked casually, Harry didn't answer, he was still staring at the…back of Martha Witter as she ran away.
"But I think you're more interested in her behind as you're staring at it so much" Drake said smirking, Harry snapped out of his reverie and punched Drake in the arm.
"What? You were so looking at her arse" Drake said rubbing his arm.
"Drake, women aren't objects, you need to learn that" Harry said over his shoulder heading up the street.
I haven't seen that before, it must be a new shop.
Harry thought to himself standing in front of a shop called Wizarding Eyewear.
"Harry!" Drake yelled catching up to Harry.
"I forgot here's your change and I got some books shrunk for you to look at" Drake said pouring the remaining coins into Harry's hands.
Harry looked at his reflection on the glass, his glasses were chunky and round.
Time to get a new pair
Harry headed into the shop with Drake following, there were glasses everywhere as was expected.
He made his way up to the counter where there was a man and a woman behind the counter.
"Hello, what are you looking for today?" The woman asked joyfully.
"Some new glasses" Harry said simply.
"Right this way Mr. Potter" The man said grinning.
Harry and Drake stopped in their tracks, drawing their wands with long-practiced ease.
"How did you know that!" Harry demanded his wand leveled at the man's chest.
The man tapped his glasses and grinned.
"These glasses see through illusions and other things" the cashier said grinning.
"Really, what else can you set them to see through" Harry asked interested pocketing his wand.
"Well, for you Mr. Potter, we could get you a pair that can see through invisibility cloaks, illusion charms, walls and we could put danger receptors on them, that pick up wands and other weapons being drawn, and be able to see what weapons some has on their body.
"I'll take it!" Harry said excitedly, the man chuckled, "now we need to get them fashionable!" the women exclaimed and led Harry to a corner of the store as the husband went out back.
"How about this one dear?" she asked, Drake rolled his eyes; this was going to take a while.
"Finally!" Drake muttered as they picked up Harry's new glasses. It had been almost 4 hours since they visited the eyewear shop, it was already night before the glasses were ready.
They weren't as round as Harry's old ones and a lot smaller and streamline.
Harry put them on and looked at Drake, "Nice" Drake complimented.
"Here, are the holsters, put one on" Harry said handing him one and putting one himself.
Harry thought about his glasses changing mode like he was told to and he saw a x-ray image of Drake, highlighting his holstered wand.
"How do I draw it" Drake asked holding his arm out.
"Ah, will it to, I think" Harry said.
Drake did so and the wand came shooting out into his hand.
Harry grinned as he changed to danger mode in his glasses, there were red circles flashing around the drawn wand.
He looked away to see how everything looked in this vision when he saw more flashing red circles.
"Shit!" Harry cursed and leaped to the side taking Drake with him.
Harry saw a green light flash above them in the spot they were just occupying.
Harry looked around for help, but no-one was around, it was too late, it was just them and the Deatheaters.
To be continued
A/N: Well, how do you like it? Tell me what pairings with Harry you think I should go with.
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