Harry moaned once and rolled over muttering about a clown and the lack of it's manhood before Griphook got sick of it and gave him a nice solid kick to his stomach, knocking the air out of him and causing him to wake up.
"Dear God, why the bloody hell would you do that?" Groaned Harry
"I believe it is now dear gods and bloody Hades" replied Griphook.
Harry finally managed to stand and stumble over to his chair muttering several expletives and wheezing as if he had just done a marathon. He then proceeded to stare unblinkingly at Griphook who looked back expectantly.
Finally, after the extraordinarily long period of 10 seconds Harry huffed impatiently.
"So, what now?" He questioned.
"First you sign this forms to get admittance to our top secret time chamber where we will train you free of charge as long as you become Gringott's champion" here Griphook dumped a foot high pile of parchment on the desk, " Then you sign these forms to receive a guard of one goblin at all times" this time he dumped a slightly smaller pile on top of the previous one, "after that you fill in this form of the properties you want us to ward and lastly you sign this form to get admitted to our next world poker tournament."
Harry stared at the pile of paperwork in front of him, "Can't I just sign the warding and poker tournament forms and make a magical oath for the rest?"
Griphook stared disbelievingly at him for a second before nodding whilst grumbling about lazy good for nothing wizards.
Once Harry finished he asked Griphook about where the guard was and his only reply was a mysterious smile. Griphook then pulled out a set of lords rings and passed them over to Harry saying that test his worthiness as a Lord of that house and gave him protections. Of course each one accepted him and gave him impenetrable Occlumency shields and knowledge about everything to do with those houses including how to pleasure a veela and how to make firewhiskey.
"Now, I will take you to your vaults before you leave and come back in a week to go to the time chamber." Said Griphook whilst clapping his hands.
Long story short they went to each vault and left totally different. Harry ended up leaving the bank in black armour (that coincidently looks just like batmans) with a bow slung over his back, two swords strapped to his belt with knives strapped to his legs, an awesome necklace on his neck and holding a 5 foot stick which he insisted was a staff. Even better he had a shrunken trunk on him that contained all his familiars that he picked up in each vault (more on this later).
He stepped out of the bank feeling like king of the world before he tripped over and rolled down the stairs before smashing into two suspiciously grey cloaked people at the bottom.
"Bloody hell, watch where ya going mate!" one yelled jumping to his/her feet before helping the second one up who seemed unable to get to their own feet.
"Sorry" muttered Harry.
"Oh, it's you! Wotcher Harry! We were just looking for you" practically squealed the second one who was evidently a female. The first one grumbled about loud annoying women before turning to Harry.
"I'm Unspeakable White and this is Unspeakable Leftfeet" here he gave a slight chuckle before the other one punched him in the shoulder, "ehem, yes, anyway, we have been told to bring you…"
He didn't even get to finish before Harry was off, sprinting down the street screaming,
"You'll never take me alive!".
White looked to Leftfeet and said
"Why is he running?"
"Hell if I know!" Was the reply he got before he sighed deeply and sent a stunner at Harry that just bounced of the armour came back and hit Leftfeet.
"Shit" he muttered.
Back to Harry, he had ran and ran until he got into Knockturn alley which happened to be only 10 metres away. Once he realised where he was he shook his head,
"Ah well, I do need some new clothes" he said to himself positively before setting off to the nearest store which was coincidently a clothes store. The checkout person who walked up to him just happened to be a fifteen year old girl with blond hair and expressive hazel eyes that looked absolutely gorgeous.
"Hello, how may I help you?" she asked whilst looking him over appreciatively.
'Strangely polite for a store in Knockturn alley' Harry thought before giving her a Lockhart worthy smile that nearly had here falling over in awe.
"I need a whole new wardrobe" answered Harry.
"Well then you might just have to come to the backroom so I can get you measures" was her reply while she seductively licked her lips. Harry proceeded to follow her to the backroom staring at her arse the whole time.
Three hours later (because we all know a teenage boy somehow lasts three hours)
"Thanks for the fitting, you were very thorough" Harry said, "but now we have to actually chose which clothes"
"Hmm, leave that to me and I'll owl them to you" answered the girl.
"But how will I now it's from you?"
"It'll have a special surprise a plus it'll say from Kelly, which is my name by the way"
"Okay, cool" replied Harry before he strolled out the door and apparate to Potter Manor, though how he knew how to apparate he didn't know.
Deep in the department of mysteries
Three grey cloaked figures were in a circle talking,
"I'm sorry Alchemist, we lost him" one of them said looking at the tallest person in them.
"You lost him!" Alchemist exclaimed exasperated, "How do you lose a teenage boy when you are two fully trained unspeakables and one of you happens to be a friend of his?"
The last one ducked their head embarrassed, "There were…..unexpected complications"
The Alchemist stared at them for a moment before starting to guffaw loudly,
"White, you stunned Leftfeet again, didn't you?"
"It was an accident!" Defended the last person, now known as White.
"Accident!" Yelled the first one, Leftfeet, "That was the fifth time this month!"
"Yes, well sorry about that" Muttered a clearly abashed White.