Harry Potter the Black King
AN: At long last chapter two of the Black King is eventually here, this chapter will be a dam sight longer that previous chapter if I get my way. Hope u enjoy, Things should start picking up at chapter three or four, dunno till I write Þ Enjoy!
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Chapter Two - The Beginning
Harry woke up late this next morning feeling refreshed and happy for a change, for today was the day the day his plan would start. He quickly stripped out of his clothes and changed into some more of Dudley's revolting hand-me-downs. That was one of the first things to do on his list, get some new clothes and robes, he couldn't go round scaring all the people that need to be dealt with looking like a hobo now could he?
Harry start walking round his room and started throwing all his things into his trunk and pushing his wand up his sleeve. Making sure he didn't miss anything from his loose floorboard he shut his trunk and locked it with a small key he had on a chain around his neck.
Everything was ready for tonight, he would be never returning back to these Muggles ever again! Well maybe once but that would be for something completely different. Harry smirked to himself as he moved into the bathroom to relieve himself and wash up.
Once he had finished his morning rituals he went downstairs for something to eat, the Dursleys just completely ignored him as if he wasn't there, which Harry didn't mind because it left him to his thoughts. He made himself quite a large breakfast in which it took everything Vernon Dursley had not to shout at his freak nephew to stop, but the threat from the small freakish looking man was enough to still his tongue for the time being. Harry just smirked at his Uncle whilst he ate.
"Dear Uncle from after tonight you will never see me again, and when the meddling old fool, Dumbledore, comes to check up once I leave the wards, if you tell him that I went across countries I will repay you richly, what do you say" said Harry after finished his breakfast. To say Vernon was shocked by this was an under statement of the year but he quickly found his clam.
"What do you mean boy?"
"I mean that I will be going tonight and in the wizarding world I'm am very wealthy and I can reward you greatly should you choose to help"
"How exactly will you be rewarding us?"
"Out of this world, almost literally" smirked Harry. He has never lied, he merely stated that he was rich and he would reward them out of the world, never with cash though. That was there own fault for being money hungry.
"Ok boy, but if you don't show up with the reward I will personally hunt you down and beat it from you, am I understood!" his Uncle said fiercely.
"Most defiantly" Harry said in an eerie calmness, "now if that is all I have things to prepare Uncle" and with that Harry left his confused Uncle behind and went up to his room. Vernon Dursley started to get a cold sweat on the back of his neck when he thought about what he had just signed himself up for bug shrugged it off, after all what could the boy do, if he did magic outside of school he would be expelled form his freak school and arrested.
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The day went by in a blur for Harry and he just sat in his room plotting. before he realised it, it was getting dark outside and he stood up and stretched all his muscles and joints with loud pops.
He started dragging his trunk downstairs with a loud thump on each step. His Uncle appeared at the base of the stairs glaring at the noise Harry was making as he slowly dragged his trunk down with a thump after each step. He eventually got his trunk down the stairs and dragged it to the door then bolted back up into his room where Hedwig was waiting for him.
"I need you to fly and find shelter and stay hidden for a week girl, by then come find me and I should have a new home to live in and be away from everyone that ever hurt us, ok?" Harry spoke softly to his own.
Hedwig give a hoot and a small nip on his ear before soaring out of the window into the night. Harry give a silent prayer that she would remain ok whilst he was sorting everything out.
Harry jogged back down the stairs where the whole family had gathered to watch him leave, after all this was there wish for so long now and it had eventually came true, no way were they going to miss this, Harry just smirked at them all sending a cold shiver down all of there spines.
Harry dragged his trunk out of the front door and up to the curb where the Dursleys were watching with a smug grin on there faces wondering how he was going to get anywhere fast lugging a trunk. Harry raised his wand up and with an ear cracking BOOM a Triple Decker purple bus appeared out of no where causing all the Dursleys to jump back in shock.
Harry stood in front of the doors waiting for them to open and Stan to jump out. He didn't have to wait long and in the same moment Stan the doorman was out about to start is welcoming announcement when he noticed who it was.
"'Arry I ain't seen you in ages, you comin' aboard?" Stan asked happily.
Harry nodded and gestured towards his trunk and Stan got the message and quickly floated it in the bus after Harry.
"Where to then 'Arry?" he asked.
"Diagon Alley please Stan"
"OK no problem we should be there in two minuets and its 1 galleon for the trip"
"No problem" Harry started fishing around in his trunk after unlocking it looking for his money bag then quickly finding it and giving Stan the small gold coin. "there you are" then he fished out another 5 and give them to Stan "and that's for making sure I was never here, understood?" he inquired.
Stan stared at the payoff then quickly nodded and shouted to Ernie the driver to make the next stop Diagon Alley. Then left Harry to find a bed to sit on.
Harry went to the middle of the bus on the bottom floor and settled down on the bed dragging his trunk next to the bed. As soon as he was settled he started fishing inside his trunk for a black cloak and robes. He quickly found them and pulled them out and got changed quickly then settled back down leaving his cast off clothes on the floor, he had no intention on taking them with him, that was part of his past life, a life he had no intention on ever being part of again.
Harry settled down to watching the countryside flashing past with the odd lamp post leaping out of the way of the bus. After five minuets there was another BOOM followed by a voice announcing they were at the Leaky Cauldron.
Harry climbed off the bed and started dragging his trunk towards the front of the bus. He stopped at the front and pulled the cloak over his head to hide his face and turned to Stan.
"Could you please put a feather charm on my trunk and shrink it for me?" he asked pleasantly.
Stan smiled at him and waved his wand leaving a small wooden matchbox looking thing on the floor, Harry bent down and quickly put it in his pocket then jumping out of the bus after smiling his thanks at Stan. And with another BOOM the bus vanished pelting around the dark of the country.
Harry pulled his cloak tighter around him and stepped into the dreary dark pub. Since the rise of Voldemort no one paid him any attention trying not to draw attention to themselves. Harry passed through the pub quickly and out to the wall between the Muggle world and the Wizarding world hidden behind the wall. He tapped the bricks with his wand and watches them move apart to show Diagon Alley.
Harry walked through the street briskly and headed towards the giant white building that is Gringotts. He looked around faintly surprised at how bust it was at this time of night. Harry gave himself a mental shake and walked up to a free goblin.
"I would like to hire a goblin that can manage all my accounts and money please" Harry asked the ruffled looking goblin.
The goblin in question looked him up and down then finally seemed to agree on something before speaking.
"As you wish Mr Potter I will have a goblin out here in a minuet" squeaked the Goblin before starting to climb down his stool before being stopped by the arm of Mr Potter.
"I would like the goblin named Griphook to be that goblin please" he added.
The goblin looked a little surprised by it but then quickly hid it and went off to find Griphook. Harry stood around watching the goblins and people making there exchanges and nearly jumped out of his skin when the was a slight cough next to him.
"Mr Potter sir, you wished to see me about accounts management?" inquired a small goblin Harry recognized as Griphook.
"Yes…but could we go somewhere a bit more private please?" Harry asked.
"Certainly follow me please" and the small goblin started walking quickly down a long white corridor with countless doors on either side. After five minuets of walking they eventually walked into a small white room with a table and two chairs with one on either side. "please take a seat"
Harry quickly sat down and Griphook on the other side.
"I wish to transfer all my money and anything I currently have an Gringotts into a new account under a false name if that is possible? I would also like a lise of everything I exactly own." Harry stated leaving the goblin quite ruffled.
"May I ask why?" he asked slowly.
"You may, but I wont tell you" Harry said flatly making the goblin jump slightly.
"May I ask why you chose me, as I am not a manager?"
"Because you are the only goblin I've ever met and you seemed ok then, so why not you? I'm sure you will do a good job and a discreet job too, so the list?"
"Of course!" the small goblin squeaked and snapped his fingers causing a small filing cabinet to appear next to the table. Griphook moved over and started rummaging in it before bringing out a wad of files and paper. "These are currently everything you own Mr Potter and since the disease of Mr Black you are the sole heir of the Black family fortune."
Harry picked up the wad of papers and started flicking through them, not understanding a word of any of it.
"Um, so how much gold do I exactly have?" Harry asked slowly.
"You have 329,567,857,6756 Galleons sir, you are the wealthiest man in the world in both Muggle and and wizarding kind. But you only have access to your trust fund laid down by your parents because of an adviser is currently holding your funds for you" stated Griphook after reading the sheets. "Without your advisers permission you cannot move all your gold or anything held my Gringotts."
"And who is my adviser" said Harry in a cold icy tone, knowing exactly who it is.
Griphook looked down at the sheets and answered, "Mr Albus Dumbledore"
"And is there anyway I can get around this?" Harry asked with a sinking feeling in his gut.
A small sly smile grew over Griphook's face causing Harry to gain hope, "But of course, you have the power to change your adviser as long as they are of age and are either goblin or human" stated Griphook. The same smile started spreading across Harry's face too.
"Griphook my fine goblin, would you please become my new financial adviser" said Harry dramatically, causing Griphook to smile even more.
"But of course Mr Potter I am you finance manager after all" and with another snap of his fingers a pile of papers appeared in front of Harry along with a quill and ink. "just sign all them and it shall be done"
Harry looked at the stack of papers and groaned. He picked up the quill and started to sign all the dotted lines it asked him too. After ten minuets of doing this and getting serious hand cramps Harry had finally finished and pushed the stack of parchment back to Griphook who accepted them happily then started signing them himself almost triple the speed Harry had and finished in a third of the time (obviously).
"It is done Mr Potter, now what do you wish to do with your accounts?" asked Griphook happily.
"I wish to place them all in an account named Lucifer Guerra please" said Harry.
Again Griphook snapped his fingers and another pile formed in front of Harry as well as Griphook but this one was considerably smaller compared to Griphook's. Harry again started signing all the dotted lines for the next couple of minuets. The pushed them towards Griphook who took them and placed them into the filing cabinet.
"Griphook, do I own any properties?" Harry inquired.
Again Griphook started to rifle through the papers so fast it couldn't be possible he was reading them then stopped and read more slowly.
"Yes Mr Potter, you own four properties. 12 Grimauld Place, Godricks Hollow, Potter's Mansion and Prongs and Padfoot's Pad" announced the goblin. "Grimauld Place is under the Fidelius charm so cannot be located, Godricks Hollow has been destroyed, Potter Mansion is a large building just outside of London that has not been used since James Potter was an infant and Prongs and Padfoot's Pad is hidden with countless charms and can only be accessed by a key that is held in the Blacks vault which has now been moved into your new account."
Harry sat thinking, he could now evict Dumbledore from one of his houses and the other one was to public to live in so he only had one choice really didn't he?
"Could you take me down to my vault please Griphook?" Harry asked.
The goblin smiled and gestured for Harry to follow him and they walked back into the main hall of Gringotts where the crowd was starting to thin out and they kept on walking through one of the stone arches towards a free cart which shuttled off down the tracks deep into the Earth.
"Since you have requested everything to be placed into one vault it has been moved to the highest security vaults which are the deepest in Gringotts and have countless protections on" Griphook shouted into Harry's ear above the noise of the air whipping his face. The cart ride lasted nearly twenty minuets of sheer joy for Harry and boredom for Griphook.
They stopped outside of a seemingly empty stone wall, but Harry had long since learnt to never expect the expected in the wizarding world and he was not let down. Griphook stroked a long finger over the stone and motioned for Harry to do the same, which he did and the wall started to slide up nearly flooring Harry at what he could see, for as far as they eye could see was sheer gold mountains of it, and off to one side were items. Swords, shields, armour, books and other such items but at the very front of the vault was a large oak trunk.
"I cannot enter, by touching the vault wall as its owner now only you can enter or someone of your blood only, anyone can ask to comedown to your vault without a key but only you can enter and until you are of age you must be with me to open it" stated Griphook standing just outside a strange golden mist that was floating at the entrance of the vault. "you may set the wards to let up to four different people in but there is a high chance there heirs will be able to as well so you must be careful"
"I invite you in" stated Harry and the golden mist flashed red before going gold again and Griphook smiled at him before entering too.
Harry walked towards the trunk and slowly opened the lid looking inside. Inside there was a small box among a jumble of other items. Harry reached for the small box and slowly opened the lid and looked inside. There was a large silver key and two signet rings inside along with a letter. Harry slowly opened the letter with shaking hands.
Dear Harry,
If you are reading this then it means either me and Prongs have died. I am very sorry that you have to read this and I wish I was still there but if I did die, then I hope with my entire being it was to help against You-Know-Who in some way or protecting you. As I write this you have been born roughly a month and Prongs and I came up with the idea of placing out family signet rings in here for you to find along with out most prized possession, our bachelor pad. We built it as soon as we finished Hogwarts for somewhere we could go for a laugh, if you hold the key and say "I hear by decree I am up to no good" you will be taken to the house, where there will be a house elf waiting for you.
Again I am sorry we are dead Harry but there is nothing else to day except try not to burn down the house to soon.
Sirius
Harry finished the letter with tears rolling down his cheeks silently and his hands trembling. Griphook stood off to one side unsure of what to do then jumped when Harry quickly stood up and placed a signet ring on both his left and right hand, on his left the Potter ring, with the emblem of a phoenix and a castle and on his right hand the Black Ring with the emblem of a dragon breathing fire. The rings changed size to fit the finger they were being placed on snugly.
Harry stood taking deep shuddering breathes before moving on and looking through the trunk. He found a book written by his father and his friends How to become and Animagus: 10 Easy Steps. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at it and the trunk was filed with photo albums of when his father was at school then later in his life up until just before he died.
Harry turned to Griphook and asked, "Can you make me an enlarged trunk please?"
"Sure but they cost five Galleons"
Harry just raised his eyebrow and motioned towards the mountains of gold causing Griphook to chuckle. He waved his hand and another oak trunk appeared before him. Harry opened the lid and looked in and was surprised about how large it was. It was nearly twenty times its original size.
Harry pulled them empty trunk over the weapons and armours part of the vault. Harry stood and started scanning through all the weapons until his eyes were drawn to a sword with the Black family emblem on the hilt. He reached up and pulled it down and felt the same warmth run through his arm as he did the first time he touched his wand.
"Griphook what do you know about these swords?"
"They are very old, from the middle age, when the great wizarding wars were. These swords were built to be able to cast magic as well as be deadly at close range and there wasn't enough room to cast. Each sword had a different core the same as wands and they are better at channelling raw destructive power, unlike wands that are built to perform all spells" said Griphook looking quite proud of himself.
Harry just smiled and looked at the floor looking for something to put the sword in and found a stiff leather sheath. He slid the sword in then places it in the trunk. Harry looked over the armours and raised an eyebrow at them, they didn't look like they could stop much. It was a cotton looking pants with leather shin guards and thigh guards then the same cotton looking material with another of the leathery plates over the chest and along the forearms and shoulders and back.
Griphook saw the look Harry was giving them and started to explain what they were.
That is very strong and old battle armour. The first layer is dragon scales and phoenix feathers interwoven to make a soft cloth but also very strong and resist to most small magic's and will buffer stronger spells. The phoenix feathers make the armour lightweight and always be the right temperature to keep the body comfortable. The outer layers are made solely of dragon hide, made to take the brunt of most spells and charmed to self repair minor damage over time. That armour is some of the oldest and strongest I have ever seen, I believe the dragon used was a Hungarian Horntail for all the dragon aspects of it with White Phoenix feathers in the under layer. That armour is extremely valuable and rare, take great care in it Mr Potter"
Harry looked at the armour in a completely new way. The black armour with flecks of white just called for him to put it on, and who was he to deny it? He quickly stripped out of his cloak and robe standing there in his boxers and t-shirt. He pulled his t-shirt over his head then slowly lifted down the inner layer of trousers that started to shrink as soon as he touched them. He pulled them on and the waist started to shrink again so it was a snug fit and wouldn't be sliding off. He then took down the shirt and pulled it over his head and it started to shrink till it fit him like a second skin unlike the trousers that had some room in them the shirt left non and wrapped to his body leaving Harry feel warm and light.
"Griphook can you come here and help my attach the outer layer?" Harry called.
"Certainly sir, stand still" and Griphook started to add the extra pads around his legs, arms and body.
"Something's missing…" Harry mused to himself then he spied the two black dragon hide boots. He quickly pulled them on and a phoenix song burst from nowhere and the armour started to glow with a white aura before stopping abruptly. Then the roar of a dragon was herd and the armour glowed a dark red and again it stopped abruptly.
"Care to explain what that was?" inquired Harry.
"That…That was the armour binding itself to you and the dragon and phoenix they were made from, there heirs if they have any are now loyal to you. I have only ever READ! About armour such as this, it was said that Godric Gryffindor had such an armour but was never proven. This may well be his armour!" Griphook said bouncing excitedly around.
Harry started to twist about to see how much he could move and was shocked to find his movement was unlimited even with all the armour on, it was if he was wearing nothing. He was totally unrestricted.
"If that armour truly is Godric's then it will give u abilities although that was only myth and no one knows if it was true, I'm sure you will find out in time"
Things just seemed to be getting better and better for Harry. Now he had the strongest magical and physical armour on the planet and it endowed him with abilities. Harry was going to have a walk over seeking revenge.
Harry wrapped his cloak back around him to hide his armour from the public eye and dragged the trunk over to the books covering one side of the wall, half being from the Blacks vault the other half being from the Potter's.
Harry put all the books on Dark Arts into his trunk and all the books with counter curses he dumped in too, then attacked the Potters pile of books for all offensive light magic and chucked them in almost filling his trunk. He then scanned all books in the vault for rituals. There was only two books on it which he quickly dumped into his trunk which was now three quarters full.
Harry picked up the trunk then moved back over the Griphook and set the trunk down. Harry stood there looking at the trunk, then to where he was a minuet ago, then to the shocked look on Griphook's face.
"Did you put a feather charm on the trunk Grip?"
Griphook just shook his head.
"Would you mind trying to lift it?"
Griphook moved over to the trunk and wrapped his hands round it and tried to lift. There was a loud creak and Griphook stumbled away rubbing the base of his spine shaking his head.
"Well looks like we've found an ability" chuckled Harry "could you please shrink my trunk down as well as the trunk over there?"
Griphook waves his hand and both trunks shrank down to the size of matchboxes and he placed them in the pocket of his cloak with the other trunk.
"Is there anyway I can access my money without having to come back to the vault each time?"
"Certainly we offer this money bag to our more well endowed clients that will let u take as much out as you need" Griphook said whilst handing Harry a leather pouch with a pull string at the top. "only you or me can use it as I have access to your vault, but you can check up if I have been touching your gold in the paper work"
"Ok, thanks, can we go back now?"
"If you will follow me" and Griphook started walking back towards the cart.
As soon as they both walked past the warding mist the vault closed and sealed itself and Harry and Griphook were shuttling back to the surface. After another half hour shuttling around in the cart and Harry having the time of his life on the nippy cart they were back at the surface with a ruffled looking Harry and a hobbling Griphook.
"Thanks for everything Grip, maybe we will se each other again?" Harry asked as he left Gringotts.
"Maybe we will Sir. Goodbye"
"Bye Griphook" and with that Harry raised his cloak to cover his face and set off into the dark night of Diagon Alley.
Harry set off towards a trunk store looking for a trunk he saw Moody with. He entered the shop and herd the sound of a bell tinkle deep within. He browsed the shelves on his way towards the counted but non of the trunks seem to have what he was looking for.
"May I help you sir?" said a middle aged man from behind the counter.
"Yes, I am looking for a trunk that has more than one compartment in it and can shrink without having to cast a spell and is very secure" stated Harry.
"Trunks like that don't come cheap are you sure you can afford it?" asked the clerk sceptically.
"Would I have asked if I couldn't" Harry retorted coldly adding the man to his mental hit list.
"As you wish. If you would follow me and I will show you our expensive equipment in the back room" said the clerk motioning behind him.
Harry followed him through the curtain into a small stone room full of trunks. The clerk got his attention and pointed to a trunk at his feet.
"This trunk has five compartments each getting progressively bigger and the fifth can easily be changed into a small room for the man on the move. There is a button on the top for shrinking the trunk for people that cant or don't know how to cast a shrinking charm and a hand plate locking system allowing only sum1 with the same prints and magical signature as you open the trunk."
Harry looked down at the trunk and was quite pleased with it in general. "I'll take it"
"this trunk costs 550 Galleons are you sure you can afford it" said the clerk smugly.
"Do you want it in cash" said Harry just as smugly and pulled out his special money pouch and started counting out the price then handing it to the clerk with a ten galleon tip.
Harry quickly left the store and headed out into Florish and Blots for more books on any and all types of magic. By the time he was at the counter everyone was looking at him with something akin to awe the sheer amount of books he was lifting and didn't seem to be even trying. He dropped them on the counted and the clerk jumped back to his senses and started to count up the price. The loud thump of the books hitting the counter got everyone else back to doing what ever they were doing originally whilst Harry made his new trunk resize and opened the fourth compartment.
Harry paid for all the books and dumped them into the trunk before shrinking it again and putting it in his pocket before heading outside into the biting cold. Harry now had everything he could get or needed at Diagon Alley so he went to the next obvious place to go. Knockturn Alley.
He rounded the corner and with a flick of his cloak he was gone.
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AN: Few this was a monster chapter and took most of the day to do phew! RR please people always leaves a warm feeling getting swamped with reviews and don't forget to sign up to my yahoo group groups(dot)yahoo(dot)com/Groups/Fan-Fic