-1A/N: The second chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Gringotts

Harry Potter in his alias of Vincent Cross, walked calmly up to one of the tellers, and up to the goblin that was managing it. The goblin was a short stout little fellow, apparently low in rank if the lack of jewelry was any notice. It looked at Harry as he walked up, his eyes were trying to deduce who he was; it was a goblin's job to know the name of their business.

Harry smirked slightly at the sign that was both on the front of the building, and the one next to every teller.

Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.

It was a nice little warning, threat, and promise all in one. Harry did not have to worry about such a thing,; he wasn't there to steal, and even if he was nothing they could do would be able to stop him. Still the little insignia was quite amusing. Walking up to the counter he waited for goblin to question his presence.

"State your name and business." The goblin replied in a wheezy voice.

"You don't need my name." Harry said waving his hand.

"I don't need your name." The goblin replied eyes glazing over.

"You will call over a goblin to take me down to the vaults. You will call me Mr. Cross."

"I will call a goblin to take you down to the vaults, wait just a moment Mr. Cross." The goblin said, eyes still dazed over, he let out a call. "Yo Griphook, get over here and escort Mr. Cross down to his vault!"

A small goblin(all goblins were small) came scurrying over. "Yes Buldring. This way Mr. Cross."

"Of course." Harry said with a smirk following the goblin Griphook down to the vaults, before entering the tram he waved his had and Buldring became unglazed and was wondering what he had been doing for the last fifteen odd minutes.

(vaults)

"What vault will ye be going?" Grip ked Harry.

"Vault 57." Harry replied eyes twinkling as the goblin Griphook's eyes grew wide. There were a little over 700 vaults in Gringotts, the most important being under 100. Most of the vaults under 100 were no longer in usage as the ancestors had died, but as long as a slight chance an heir would rise, they were kept. They also made quite a bit of money.

Griphook's eyes did not widen just because of it being a vault under 100, but also because of whose vault it was. The Potters.

"The Potter vault? You do know you have to be a living relative to access it, your blood will be needed to prove you are indeed a Potter."

"I know. You shall also not tell a soul about this, or believe me when I say you will face unpleasant consequences." Griphook gulped, the eyes briefly turned orange, before reverting to the fake color.

"This will not go unnoticed. You know that correct?"

"Of course. Dumbledore is in charge of my assets, he can't spend them, but he is in control, until a Potter is found/rediscovered."

"You are a Potter?" Grip ked him, not really believing it.

"Mr. Cross is not my real name, a scar was once upon my forehead, and Gryffindor's sword hangs at my belt, I should have access to both the Potter and Gryffindor vaults, but only the Potter needs to be opened at this time."

"Very well, Mr. Potter. We will see if you're telling the truth, we arrive at vault 57."

Harry nodded took out a small dagger and quickly cut his palm letting the blood drop on the floor, the floor immediately lit up and the vault began to open.

"Damn!" Griphook said. All goblins had an obsession with gold, and the Potters had a lot. Harry walked in the vault and came back a few minutes later carrying over 100,000 galleons.

"This should be all I need for now. I will return when I feel fit. If a man comes around questioning about the opening of the Potter vault, tell him to go to the Leaky Cauldron in three days. There his questions will be answered. Give him this letter as well, I trust you will not read it. Tell him nothing else."

"Of course Master Potter."

"Cross. Call me Cross, until my identity is known to the public. I thank you for this, now if you do not mind, let's return to the surface, I have a bit of shopping to do."

(later that day)

Albus Dumbledore was puzzled. It was not something that happened often, but nine years and seeing no hide nor tail of the boy-who-lived was puzzling enough. After going to check on him on his seventh birthday, he had discovered the child missing. He was so angry he almost cursed the Dursleys right then and there.

The search for Harry Potter had lasted all the way up until when he would normally be entering Hogwarts for second year. That year the chamber had been re-opened, and closed. No deaths, just many petrifactions, and almost being thrown out of Headmastership. The young woman who opened the chamber was sentenced to Azkaban. He had tried to say that she had been possessed, but without the diary that was impossible. It was one of his most hated moments of being Headmaster.

The year following, the mass murderer Sirius Black and the young woman who was thrown into Azkaban escaped. From what could be pieced together from the guards, apparently Sirius had taken in the young girl and acted like a father figure to her. It was the only time either showed any emotion.

It was a great surprise when they escaped. Escape from Azkaban was thought impossible, but as was clearly proven it was not. It was unknown where they might have disappeared to, originally it would have been thought Sirius Black would head to Hogwarts to kill Harry Potter. But Harry Potter had disappeared and was now presumed dead, Black had no reasons to head to Hogwarts. So it was a surprise to them all, when an appearance was made right outside Hogsmeade.

Twice Black had broken into the school. Twice he had almost killed a student, and could have, but yet he didn't. The third time however really cut the cake, as Ronald Weasley the once brother of the young woman who was sentenced to Azkaban; Ginny Weasley, was kidnapped. Ron had been kidnapped and was unconscious for most of the ordeal, all he remembered were the eyes of the traitor; the traitor was not Sirius Black. Shortly after that, the Dementors came to guard Ronald Weasley(that's what the Minister said anyways), the truest git you ever could know. Black and Miss Weasley left Hogwarts and returned to hiding. Where was anyone's guess.

The next year the Triwizard Tournament was held, and had ended in disaster. The champion had been transported by portkey to an unknown location. The champion's dead body was returned, no one thought anything of it. The body of Cedric Diggory the Hogwarts champion was returned armless, and a look of the greatest fear imaginable etched upon his face.

It was now the summer after the mysterious events that occurred during the Triwizard Tournament, and although he often took quick looks for both Harry Potter and Sirius Black, neither could be found. It was all in vain, the only reassurance Dumbledore had was that Voldemort had not returned. Little did he know that was to be the least of his worries.

The puzzlement started when the vibration throughout the world was felt, by both Wizards and Muggles alike. Dumbledore knew that only an extremely powerful force could do such a thing. Then just a few hours ago, almost a week later, another tremor was felt, although this one was much smaller.

Then not even five minutes ago an owl flew in warning him of someone withdrawing money from the Potter vault. The Potter vault! Only a Potter could open the vault, but as far as he knew no Potters remained alive.

'Except Harry.' A small voice said in his head.

'No I canceled out that equation, not possible nothing and no one has been able to find him, he is either dead or gone. Both meaning the same thing.' Dumbledore argued with his voice.

'But what if you were wrong?' His voice said nagging him.

Pausing for just a second, Dumbledore made up his mind. Grabbing his cloak, wand, and portkey, he took one moment of hesitation before shaking his head and heading for Diagon Alley.

A/N: Another short chapter, the next few will be a little short, but will begin to get longer. Hope you enjoyed, please read and review. Let me know what you think.