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Several hours later, Harry woke up to see the Dursley's still in his bedroom, looking at him with the same looks of shock that they had when the change first occured.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked, confusion playing into his voice over why his relatives were in his room , with expressions of pure shock painted over their faces.
"B-B-Boy, w-what have y-you d-done to y-yourself?" asked Uncle Vernon, stuttering out of his shocked state.
"What are you talking about?" asked Harry, confused over their shock.
"Look at yourself! Anyone that sees you will know that you aren't normal!" screeched Aunt Petunia.
Getting out of bed, Harry walked over to his trunk, and pulled out a mirror. The mirror that Sirius had given him. Sirius. How much he missed him.
When Harry looked at himself, he yelped in amazment and dropped the mirror, letting it shatter on the floor.
Pulling out his wand, he repaired the mirror with a muttered spell, then began to examine his lengthy hair. As he was looking at the long, black hair that was foreign to him, he noticed that he was taller, taller even than Uncle Vernon. Looking over his now lengthy body, Harry couldn't help but notice on how all of his previously non-existant muscles had filled out.
"Explain yourself, Boy. What did you do?" demanded Uncle Vernon.
"I have no clue. I just woke up, or has your fat soaked too far into your brain for you to notice?" harry snapped back.
"NOW SEE HERE," bellowed uncle Vernon. "I WILL HAVE..." but he was cut off by the sudden appearence of Harry's wand at his throat.
"Say another word and your brains will be splattered all over the place," said Harry, bristiling in menace. "Now get out, all of you. I am going to get dressed and then I have some things that I have to take care of."
Obeying readily, the Dursleys ran out of the room, making the house shutter with the passing of Dudley.
After getting dressed, and making a visit to the bathroom, harry packed all of his things into his trunk and locked it. Muttering a spell, he shrank the trunk and pushed it into his coat pocket.
Walking downstairs, Harry didn't even give his relatives a glance as they nerviously tried to busy themselves with breakfast. Walking out the front door, Harry motioned with his wand hand, causing the Knight Bus to appear.
"Where would you like to go" asked the attendant.
Thinking, Harry had to figure out what he wanted to do. Where should he go? Most people wouldn't recognize him, so he culd do pretty much anything that he wanted to.
"Diagon Alley, please."
"That'll be 30 galleons. That is unless you want something special, then it'll cost more."
"How come the price went up? Last time I rode, it wasn't near that much!" exclaimed Harry.
'Well of coure it wasn't, You Know Who wasn't running around breaking into the Ministry of Magic then was he?"
Nodding, Harry poured the last of his money into the attendant hand, making a mental note that he needed to refill his bag soon. Watching out the window as the country side flashed by, harry was lost in thought over what he wiould do next.
After a long ride on the Knight Bus, Harry was deposited outside of the Leaky Cauldron, where he hurried inside. Going out the back, he tapped the bricks just as Hagrid had done on his first visit there.
Walking down the crowded alley, Harry couldn't help but marvel at all of the strange things that he found there. No matter what, this was his favorite place that he had ever been, besides Hogwarts of course.
Maing his way inside of Gringotts, Harry walked up to the counter to a goblin that wasn't busy.
"I would like to make a withdrawal, please," siad Harry, glancing up at the goblin.
"Name," stated the goblin, looking at Harry as if he were a beggar child.
"Harry Potter, here is my key," said Harry, presenting his vault key to the goblin.
"Aw, sir. One of my associates would like to have a word with you on behalf of the late Sirius Black's will."
"Ok, can you show me where to go?" asked Harry.
With a nod, the goblin got up and led Harry through several different corridors, until they came to a solid oak door. Knocking once, the goblin nodded to Harry and walked briskly away.
Looking after the retreating goblin, Harry was caught by suprise when the door opened, and he was ushered in by another goblin.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, you are here about the late Mr. Black's will reading, no doubt/" asked the new goblin.
"Yes, sir. But one question, how did you know that he was dead?" asked Harry.
"We have our ways. Anyway, as to Mr. Black's will, you are to receive the whole Black family fortune, as you are named as closest of kin. In addition to this, you are to get all of Mr. Black's property, this is on two conditions. One is that a Mr. Remus Lupin is to get two million galleons and that Number 12 Griendwald Place is to continue to be the headquarters. It sayd that you will know what that means."
"Ok, how much is the Black family fortune, and where are all of the properties?" asked harry, curious as to how much he was getting.
"The Black family fortune comes to an average of about 200 million galleons, as well as several thousands in rare jewels. The properties include the aforementioned Grindewald Place, as well as a small island off of the coast of India, 17 manors, twelve of which are currently inhabited, 12 store slots in Diagon Alley, a castle in Ireland, and 20 store slots in Hogsmeade. Oh, and I forgot to mention that you have stocks in several different companies. 2000 stock in Flurish and Blotts, 1000 in Zonko's joke shop, 5000 stock in Montahue's Time Peices, givin you the majority of vote, as well as 2000 stock in Olivander's Wands, and finally 2500 stock in Blortshire's Brooms."
Shocked at the amount of wealth that he had inherited, Harry was almost at a loss of words.
"And I get this all from Sirius?" he asked, still shocked.
'Yes sir, along with his wish that you classified as of age in the wizrding world, giving you full license to use magic at any time," responded the goblin.
"Thank you. Is there anything else I should be told about?" asked Harry.
"Well there is the matter of your inheritance from the Potters," stated the goblin.
'What inheritance?" asked Harry, dumbfounded.
"Since you are legally of age now, the rest of the Potter fortune is open to you. This part of your fortune was closed to you because of the stipulation in your parents will saying that you must be of age to touch it. Would you like a summary of that too?" asked the goblin.
"Yes," said Harry, completely dumbfounded.
"Not including your trust account, you have 100 million galleons, along with about 2000 galleons in rare jewels. You also have 10 store slots in Diagon Alley, 15 slots in Hogsmeade, and 10 slots in Shirelville."
"Shirelviile?" asked harry.
"Another wizarding community in Ireland. Also you have a number of land properties, on which I believe several families are taking residense. Including the Lovegood's, the Knott's, the Weasley's, the Diggory's, and several others."
"I own the land where the Weasley's live?" Harry asked, amazed.
"Yes sir. A summary of your property leads to the conclusion that you now own all of Hogsmeade and a quarter of Diagon Alley."
"ALL of Hogsmeade!" exclaimed Harry.
"Yes sir. As well as stocks. 1500 in Flourish and Blotts, 1000 in Drisley's Pet Emporium, 2000 in Gurdle's Robes, and 3000 in Dragoon's Battle Wear."
"Is that all, asked Harry, overwhelmed.
"Yes sir. Would you like for me to combine all of your holdings into one vault?" asked the goblin.
"Go ahead," respponded Harry.
"If you will follow me, I will show you to your vault," said the goblin, getting up from behind the desk, and walking out into the hallway.
Following the goblin, Harry was ushered into a cart, and was sent full speed down the shaft. Harry watched as hundreds of vaults flashed by his eyes, his long hair flying behind him, whipping in every direction.
Finally, after what seemed a thirty minute cart ride, they arrives in front of a huge vault door. The door itself was forty foot, by about eighty, was solib black, and didn't seem to have anyway of opening.
"How do we get in?" asked Harry.
"Lay your palm on the door, once it senses who you are, it'll open," responded the goblin.
Doing as he was told, Harry laid his hand on the door, laughing soflty as a tickling sensation ran along the bottom of his hand. With a resounding crack, the doors opened, revealing a room about the size of Hogwart's great hall. Huge mountains of gold were piled to the ceiling, with small paths in between.
Walking in between the paths, Harry explored his vault. When he came to the back of the vault, he incountered thousands of ancient books, armor, hundreds of wands, beautiful jewels in piles and in cases.
"This is all mine?" asked Harry.
"Excpet for two million, yes," responded the goblin.
"Of course."
Looking through the books, Harry came acroos some that he though Hermione may not have even heard of. Picking a few up, he shrank them and shrinking them, he placed them inside of his trunk.
Once he took everything that he wanted, he grabbed a some coins and thrrew them into his sack.
"Can you transfer the two million to Remus's account please?"
"Yes sir. Also, all you have to do is right an ammount down on a peice of parchment, and give it to a shopkeeper. they'll be able to exchange it for money here at Gringotts."
"Thank you," responded Harry. " Can we go now?"
"Yes sir, follow me."
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