Thank you to Tia for being my Beta reader, you've done an amazing job picking up on my mistakes.
After the last chapter taking longer then I thought to come out, I wanted to get this one out as soon as I could.
There might be a few trigger warnings in this chapter, it's nothing that actually happened, but rather in a dream, but after the break be warned that there are mentions of abuse in more detail, then I have previously gone into, I otherwise lightly mention it.
I also came across some Latin in the chapter and the extent to which I know Latin is very small, all I know is 'Fida Humana Fortis' which translates to 'faith compassion courage' and honestly it was my old high school's motto, the joys of going to a private school.
This chapter is a lot longer than the previous chapters, but it just kept coming to me.
If you might have not noticed yet I prefer to spell out numbers rather then just use the symbol for the number, however when it comes to money or to the time on the clock, I will use proper numbers and nor words, if that makes sense.
Tony's life was turning around on itself, and he feels like the rest of his life is going to be lived in amazement, if how his day gone so far. First, he learns that his son has been abused by his own family after the Potters died, that Harry can do magic, and most of all his son is currently sitting with an owl on his shoulder as he starts on his treacle tart. He had been shocked to say the least, when Harry recognised the owl at the window, and then even asked for it to be allowed in. Steve was being a little shit, although he wasn't little, had just been sitting eating, with a smug look on his face. Which came about after promptly telling Tony that he knew something that he didn't. Tony had honestly never been so speechless in his life, let alone one day.
Harry kept feeding parts of his pizza to the owl, who he had guessed was called Hedwig, he didn't think the pizza is the best thing for the owl to eat.
"J, what do owls normally eat? And can you order at least one of everything from a pet store that would be suitable for owls?" Tony called out breaking the silence in the room.
"Certainly sir. Owls are most likely to be found eating small rodents, but generally eat animals, they are not known to eat plant-based foods, as they are birds of prey. I have sent in an order for live and frozen rodents from a pet shop of high quality and well-recommended."
"Thanks J."
"You didn't have to do that for me," Harry said with wide eyes. "I'm used to sharing my food with her, with what little I was allowed."
"Harry, now that you are with me, you will never have to suffer as you did before, I really think we need to have a discussion on what your relatives actually did to you. You will be loved and looked after from now on, you can ask for anything, if you need help, I'll drop whatever I'm doing and help you, you are my son Harry, and I'll do anything in my power to always be there for you and give you the best of what you deserve. No questions asked." Hedwig seemed to hoot in agreement with Tony. While Harry just nodded, tears on the edge of his eyes. "Hey, you don't need to cry, I'm only doing what is right."
"I… I.. know that what you are doing is how any child should be treated, but after what I've been through, it just overwhelms me." And with those few words, Harry went on to tell Tony and Steve what had happened to him while he had been living at the Dursleys.
Harry told them all about how he had been starved constantly, only getting scraps every now and then, but having to cook all the meals in the house. He told them he was constantly bullied by his cousin and the game called Harry Hunting, and even the bruises and the occasional broken bone that came from that game. He spoke about how Petunia once hit him over the head with a frying-pan but would otherwise only use her hand. He mentioned how they would call him a freak, a waste of space, and many other colourful words that made feel like a waste of space, and he had believed that for the majority of his life until he had gone to Hogwarts. Harry was going to tell them everything but getting to what Vernon had done to him over the years was hard. When Harry did finally manage to get to that part, he let it all out, telling Tony and Steve about the beatings he received if he wasn't quite when his clients came around, about being hit with the buckle of a belt on his back so many times, and about the time Vernon broke his fingers when he did better then Dudley in a test. He spoke about everything small and everything that had greatly affected him.
It took a long time for Harry to speak about everything, by the time he had finished talking they had finished the pizza and even their dessert. However, Harry wanted, needed, to get everything off of his chest, some things he hadn't even told the social worker.
"Harry," Tony called out quietly, "Thank you for sharing everything with us, I know it mustn't have been easy."
"There's still more, but it doesn't relate to living with them, it's more of what has happened while I've been at Hogwarts, the school I go to, to learn magic. After some things I heard just before we broke up, I'm not too sure if my school life should have been the way it was."
"Harry, you can tell us anything you want, you don't have to force yourself," It was Steve who spoke up this time, wanting Harry to not push himself more then he needed to. After hearing what Harry had been through, both Steve and Tony didn't want him to push himself more than needed.
"It's okay, I want to talk about this, and I feel like now is the right time. Best to just get it out in the air, rather than to keep it in." Hedwig gave a soft hoot in reply to Harry.
"Okay kid, tell us anything you want to."
Harry began to speak of the time even before his first year, the leading up to it, the mountains of letters, of Hagrid, of meeting everyone on the train, even Draco Malfoy, of how his friends acted around him, and everyone else for that matter. He spoke of potions and Snape, of the mirror and Fluffy, of the Philosopher's stone and the traps to get to it. He even spoke of Voldemort and their intertwined story, and of how he possessed a teacher. He went on to speak about his second year and the basilisk, the chamber of secrets and being able to talk to snakes. He spoke of everything that had happened, and then spoke more about what he had heard from Dumbledore in passing, of what he had spoken to the Goblins about, and briefly explaining what the Goblins did for wizards. He then began to speak on his theories that he had started to develop not long after he had heard Dumbledore. Harry spoke about how he believes that Dumbledore, or Fumbleworth in Tony's words, is training him to be a weapon, a pawn in his chess game against Voldemort. He told them about his suspicions of Hagrid telling him about the wizarding world, and how he continued to badmouth the Slytherins, and how he didn't understand why the Weasleys had gone to the train the muggle way his first year, and not the next, and how all too convenient it all had been. Tony and Steve were outraged, to say the least.
By the time he had finished it had fallen dark again, still full from their late lunch, they decided to all head to bed, agreeing to go visit the goblins the next day and get everything sorted out. Hedwig had settled in on a chair in Tony's room, now also Harry's, while Steve had gone off to a room further down. Though Harry suspected that there were only about four bedrooms in total, he was ready to head to bed. Tony, however, stopped him before he crashed into bed and held him close. Harry felt the tears escape as he grabbed onto Tony. They stood there in silence as Tony petted his head and continued to tell him that he was safe and would never be living like that ever again.
Tony's heart had never wept as much as it did then when Harry had told his life story. He was only twelve and had already faced so much in his life. He felt proud of Harry to have gone through all of that and not have complained, and also proud of the fact that he had noticed that not everything seemed right. He was going to hand it to this Dumb-as-a-door person if Steve didn't do it first, and that was based on looks alone. Tony was going to get back at that man, even if he never knew about it until it was too late.
Tony eventually ushered Harry into his bathroom and set about helping him run a bath, helping him wash so his cast wouldn't get wet. Even though it was embarrassing for the two of them, more so for Harry, they didn't say anything about it. Feeling like it was building up the bond between them. Tony eventually got Harry into some PJ's and got him tucked into bed, and then proceeded to wash up himself before climbing in beside Harry. Harry immediately curled into his side, Tony laid a soft kiss on his forehead, before wishing him goodnight and getting a grunt in reply. Tony for once in his life didn't battle to fall asleep, feeling content with his child in his own arms, knowing he had him, and he was safe from harm.
Tony woke in the early hours of the morning to Harry kicking about in bed. He had a thin layer of sweat all over him, and an extremely uncomfortable look across his face. Tony has had many experiences with bad dreams, knew his kid must have been having a bad one. Tony held him in his arms, calling out his name and words of safety while stroking his back. Harry eventually calmed down and snuggled into Tony's chest, broken arm tightly tucked into his chest. Despite Harry having calmed down, Tony continued to rub his back.
Tony didn't know how long he lay there for, but Harry slowly woke up. He glanced up at Tony and realised that he was in Tony's arms and snuggled in closer. He still remembered what had happened in his dream.
"Harry, it's okay, I've got you. You're save now. I'm not ever going to let anything hurt you." Harry nodded his head into Tony's chest. "Do you want to tell me what happened in your dream?"
"I... they wanted to take me away from you… and lock me up with my uncle to watch over… he uh… he started to beat with his belt… but then it turned into a frying pan… and then I heard your voice, and you were rescuing me from it all. That bastard still haunts me from his grave." Harry laughed bitterly.
"Hey, I would never let something like that happen, I may not have magic like you, but I have methods of protecting you. I am a superhero you know, you ever heard of Ironman before?" Harry gave him a confused look.
"Ironman? I heard that name on the TV before I went to Hogwarts, I think I've heard muggle-borns say that before. The person who flies around in a metal suit or something."
"You really don't know?" Harry shook his head. "Well, I am that Ironman, and it's not just a metal suit for flying, I didn't bring it with me, but I'll show you it when we get back to America, otherwise I'll show you clips of it, and what I have on Jarvis."
"That would be nice." Harry choose to ask about going to America at a later time, he didn't really want to ask now anyway.
"J, What's the time?"
"It is currently 6:30 am sir. Mr Rogers has been up for the last hour and has been preparing breakfast for everyone."
"Thanks J, tell him we will be there shortly."
"Will do sir."
"What do you say for some breakfast and then we can head out to that mystical alley you were telling me about?"
"Ah, sure."
Tony and Harry greeted Steve a good morning as they walked into the kitchen. Steve was busy cooking up a storm of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages and even had a nice pile of toast going on. Steve looked at them sheepishly, he wanted to make sure that was enough food for everyone, even with his large appetite Steve knew he had cooked more than needed. After hearing Harry's story yesterday, he wanted to make sure the boy had enough food.
"Sure, you cooked enough food there Capsicle?" Tony teased. Steve was rocking the casual sweater jeans look. Steve just shot him a stunning pearly white smile, before finishing up the last of the eggs and placing them with the others.
"You've got a growing boy and a super-soldier under one roof. Let's hope there is enough." Steve looked Tony up and down, noticing they were wearing similar outfits, but unlike Steve's baby blue sweater Tony wore a maroon sweater, and Harry rocked a brown sweater over a plain T-shirt. Steve thought they looked like a family, and that thought had him blushing. He quickly turned around so he could grab some plates for the breakfast nook where he had placed all the food.
"Thanks Steve, no one's ever really cooked food for me, so thank you."
"You are more than welcome Harry." Steve smiled at him before dishing out food for himself and passing around all the food. Tony probably had the smallest amount of all of them, but Harry didn't have too much more than Tony, while Steve probably had a small mountain starting on his plate.
"Tony, do you think I'll be able to contact my friend Hermione? She has muggle parents, so they should have phones."
"Sure, no problem kid. Do you have their numbers?"
"Ah, no, but I know that they are both dentists and that their last names are Ganger!"
"You hear that J?"
"Yes sir, I'll start looking for two dentists by the surname Granger and with a daughter named Hermione."
"Thank you, Jarvis!"
"It's no problem, young Harry." Harry beamed up to nowhere in particular. Tony felt so proud, both of his children were interacting and getting along with each other.
"Harry, what are your friends like?" Steve asked which led to Harry telling them about Hermione and that she is the brightest witch of their age, and how Draco Malfoy, his rival, is a close second behind her. He even told them about how he is unsure about his friendship with Ron Weasley, and how his younger sister won't leave him alone, and what she had done last year on Valentine's day.
By the time he has finished speaking, they had all finished breakfast. Harry help Steve takes all the plates to sink, but Tony told them not to worry about cleaning up as a cleaner would be coming in later. The three of them then headed down to the parking area. Tony went over to one of his cars, unlocked and got into the driver's seat, Steve slid into the passenger seat while Harry got into the back.
"Where is this alley anyways?" Tony asked
"We have to go to Charing Cross Road, and go to the Leakey Cauldron, and then from there we can get into Diagon Alley."
Why do we have to go into one place to get to the other?"
"Ah, the Leakey Cauldron is a magical pub that acts as a barrier between the Alley and the muggle world. Ah, Tom, the bartender can help us get through."
"They really don't want us, non-magical people, to not know about the magical people living right under our noses?" Tony asked
"Yep, there are a lot of laws about doing magic around mugg... non-magical people. We can't tell anyone about magic unless they are family, or somehow close to us and they would need to know about us having magic. We also aren't allowed to do magic in a public area unless it's a magical area. So yeah, I guess so."
They spent the next 30-minute drive just talking, Tony about his suit, and Steve about how he became like he is now. Although it was nothing in too much detail. Just the brief story about it all. Harry had to stop Tony from driving right past the Leaky Cauldron, and when pointed out the two finally saw it. Harry explained that it most-likely mad muggle-repellent charms on it.
Tony parked his car a few stores in front of the pub, people already looking at his car, and its number plate. SI-I 03, short for Stark Industries International, car number 3. People probably knew what it meant, or they were staring at the luxury car that they drove. They quickly walked the distance to the pub before they had to stop Steve from now walking past it. Making Tony laugh at him and Steve blushing in return. They walked in, and Tony was not impressed, but he guessed the interior suited the name.
"Hello Harry, been a while since I saw ya. How was ya school year?"
"Hi Tom, it was an okay year." Tony snorted at that, Harry's year had been far from okay, it was a horrible year, to say the least.
"You need some help getting through to the alley?"
"Yes please, that would be helpful." Tom just grinned at Harry and lead him to the back with Tony and Steve trailing behind. Tom took out his wand tapped the pattern into the brick wall. Harry watching closely to remember the pattern before the wall started to disappear to Tony and Steve fascination. Before them, the alley came into view with people going about their day. Harry continued and waved at the two to follow them.
They followed Harry past many shops that had them rethinking what they already knew of the world. They passed cauldron shops, apothecaries, quidditch supplies whatever that was, and many other mystical shops, but the one that made the most sense was the book shop, and Tony was definitely stopping there on their way out. Harry came to a stop in front of a tall white building that seemed to be defying gravity as each story tilted in a different direction. The sheer whiteness of the building made it stand out from the ones surrounding it, it was the only building that didn't seem to be covered in dirt or falling apart. Shining in gold above the door read Gringotts Bank and as they walked up to the door Tony saw engraved on the wall 'Fortius Quo Fidelius'. If Tony knew his Latin correctly, then that little engraving meant 'Strength Through Loyalty'. There was another long engraving that he just caught sight of as they entered the doors, but all he caught was 'Enter, stranger, but take heed of wait awaits the sin of greed-.' Tony was rather glad that he didn't catch the rest of that threat.
On either side of the open doors stood two small creatures, that Harry said was Goblins, in full armour and given indifferent looks as they passed by them. Upon entering the building, they were might with two long rows of bank stations flowing down the length of the room. Harry walked up to the first open teller.
"Good day Arrast, I was hoping if you would see if Goblin Griphook is available to see to Heir Potter about an inheritance test and the state of his accounts."
"Of course, Heir Potter." The Goblin grinned at him before leaving his spot and heading further down the long hall.
"Just be polite to the Goblins, greet them by their names which should either be on their desks or otherwise they will give them. Do that, and they will treat you kindly and fairly."
"They seem like someone I would trust my money with. Maybe I should start investing with them instead, get SI into the magical world. All the possibilities that await Harry."
"Griphook will see to you now Heir Potter. May your coffers be ever full."
"And your enemies tremble at your knees." The Goblin grinned at him before motioning him to follow.
"There is no actual right response to that, but whatever you think will work say it, and if the Goblin likes, they'll probably get a good chuckle at it."
The Goblin stopped them in front of a door before knocking, a "come in" was heard before the door open and the other Goblin left as they enter. With the door closing behind them, Harry sat in front of a desk that held a Goblin, Griphook, sitting behind it. Tony sat down next to Harry while Steve remained standing as there wasn't another chair. The Goblin watch Steve for a moment, as waiting for something to be said. When nothing was said he grinned, and a chair appeared on the other side of Harry at a flick of his hand. Steve thanked him before taking a seat.
"What brings you here today Heir Potter, and what fascinating guests you bring with you."
"Hello Griphook, I'm here to take an inheritance and check over my affairs, and maybe a few other things that may take place after the results of said test."
"Is there anything to make you doubt your own family Heir Potter?"
"I have had some recent news come alight, and please call me Harry." The Goblin gave off a throaty laugh at Harry's cheeky grin.
"You sure are an interesting one." Griphook opened a draw on his side of the desk and pulled out a piece of parchment with a small dagger. "Place three droplets of blood onto the paper for your family up to three generations before you and your closest claimable titles. Or use four drops of blood, for branches of relative alive and all claimable titles, and if you have any of your inherited family magics or magics cast on you, that will be an additional cost of 2 Galleons to the already 5 Galleons, because of the use of a potion alongside it."
"I think I rather not take any chances, I'll pay the two extra Galleons, and place four drops of blood." Harry said taking hold of the dagger as Griphook produced a potion vile from somewhere. The potion had a deep purple colour to it that allowed little light to flow through it. Griphook poured the potion into a bowl.
"Now place the drops of blood into the bowl." Harry cut the tip of his finger allowing four drops to land into the bowl. Griphook handed him cloth for his finger, and upon wiping the blood off his finger the cut healed and blood disappeared from it. Griphook proceeded to tip the liquid onto a piece of parchment, that absorbed the liquid without becoming damp. Griphook eyes widen as words started to appear on the parchment. "Very interesting indeed." Griphook handed over the parchment that read:
Name: Harry James Anthony Potter
Mother: Lily Jane Potter, nee Evans (Deceased)
Living Sister: Petunia Ann Dursley nee Evans (Status: Critical Condition)
Father: Anthony Edward Stark
No Siblings
Blood Adopted Father: James Fleamont Potter (Deceased)
Maternal Grandmother: Elizabeth Rose Evans nee Arbuckle (Deceased)
No Living siblings
Maternal Grandfather: Johnathon Roy Evans (Deceased)
No Living siblings
Paternal Grandmother: Maria Collins Stark nee Carbonell (Deceased)
No Living Relatives
Paternal Grandfather: Howard Anthony Walter Stark (Deceased)
No Siblings
Maternal, Maternal Great-Grandmother: Daphne Jane Arbuckle nee Smith (Deceased)
No Living Siblings
Maternal, Maternal Great-Grandfather: Andrew Arbuckle (Deceased)
No Living Siblings
Maternal, Paternal Great-Grandmother: Rebecca Evans nee Barnes (Deceased)
Living Brother: James Buchanan Barnes (Status: Frozen in stasis)
Maternal, Paternal Great-Grandfather: Matthew Andrew Evans (Deceased)
No Living Siblings
Paternal, Maternal Great-Grandmother: Lavinia Sophia Carbonell nee Jamerson (Deceased)
No Siblings
Paternal, Maternal Great-Grandfather: Peter Caronell (Deceased)
No Siblings
Paternal, Paternal Great-Grandmother: Catherine Stark nee Bertling
No living Siblings
Paternal, Paternal Great-Grandfather: Walter Howard Stark
No Living Siblings
Claimable titles:
Stark Heir (available) paternal legacy
Lord Potter (age Seventeen) through Blood Adoption
Heir Potter (available) through Blood Adoption
Lord Black (age Seventeen) through Godfather's claim
Heir Black (available) through Godfather's claim
Lord Peverell (age Seventeen) through Blood Adoption
Heir Peverell (available) through Blood Adoption
Lord Slytherin (age Seventeen) through Right of Conquest
Heir Slytherin (available) through Right of Conquest
Family Magics:
Stark Blood Line – None, however, is inclined to understand the world around than and develop/invent technology and seems to be more inclined to retain knowledge and learn faster than average.
Evans Blood Line – Inclined to master Charms easier than most.
Potter Blood Line – Inclined to a be a natural flyer on broom or through charms. Inclined to achieve an Animagus form.
Peverell Blood Line – Invisibility cloak (already owned)
Slytherin Blood Line – Parselmouth and Parselmagic
Magic on Person:
Magic core block 50% - will release upon majority – placed by Lily and James Potter
Parselmouth block 50% - Broken
Parselmagic block 100% - placed by Albus Dumbledore
Horcrux placed by Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr. – Destroyed by Basilisk Venom.
After reading through the parchment, Harry was confused over a few of the things and wasn't quite surprised about others. Tony was busy planning how to get away with the murder of one Albus Dumbledore and Steve was shocked when he saw that Bucky might still be alive, or that Bucky's little sister had become the great-grandmother to Harry Potter, who knew that her going off to boarding school would have led to her actually marrying the Evans champ.
"Does Harry have to inherit all of those titles? Otherwise, he is going to have a lot on his plate." Tony exclaimed
"I presume you are Mr Stark then?" Griphook asked.
"It's Doctor Stark, not that I've ever used the title, but maybe I'm going to have to, to even compare to your title Harry." Both Harry and Tony chuckled at that.
"My Apologies Dr Stark. Harry does not have to claim all the titles. Draco Malfoy is also in line to inherit the title of Lord Black. The Gaunt Line has little to no wealth in it after the previous Lord removed all the funds and sold off all of their lands, there would be little to nothing to claim besides the title. The Peverell Title comes from the Potter Line, and is similar to that of the Gaunt, it holds little wealth, for it has been merged into the Potter line, you would, however, gain an extra seat through the Peverell line. The Slytherin line is an old line that has barely been touched even by the previous Lord, there are a few vaults under the line, however only two are for money and the rest are all books, research, paintings jewellery and such. One of the vaults is not allowed to be touched for it is funding for the upkeeping of the school and comes from the students in the Slytherin House. So, while you do not have to claim all the titles, only a few hold any weight in this world."
"Do any of the titles hold any weight in the non-magical world?" Tony asked.
"In the old days the Peverell line would have been a proper Lordship, but it no longer is because the monarchy it came from no longer exists. So while Harry may claim his titles, they hold no weight outside of the magical world, they are simply another way to say that he would be head of the house."
"Okay because Harry's already got a lot on his plate if he ever decides to take over Stark Industries from me."
"You are the owner of Stark Industries? We have even heard of your success in the Goblin brotherhood, some of us wish you had been a wizard."
"Oh don't worry about that, I fully intend on expanding Stark Industries into the magical world now, and I definitely know who will be dealing with my accounts on the magical side."
"You are a wild one Dr Stark; you might one day just be a friend of the Goblin Brotherhood." Tony shot him a cheeky grin.
"On another note. Would I be able to get a copy of all of Harry's banking since the Potter's passed away? I think it's high time I start investing his money, so he has even more when he is older, not that he won't be getting anything from me."
"Of course, but only when Harry has chosen which titles and affairs he is going to claim."
"I don't have to claim them all right now do I? I can a later stage claim the others if I wish to."
"Almost certainly."
"Then I'll claim the heirship for the Potter Line, as it was my adopted Father's wish, and I think I'll claim the Slytherin Line, it seems it may have things of interest in it for me to read."
"Then I will get someone to fetch the rings, as well as all the documents requested by Dr Stark."
"Oh please call me Tony, I feel like my Father when someone calls me like that" The room settled into silence for a few seconds before Steve finally spoke up, having remained quiet during everything.
"Master Goblin Griphook, would there be any way of locating a relative of Harry's on this list. Mainly the one who is in stasis."
"Call me Griphook, and you are?"
"Captain Steve Rogers, but Rogers is just fine."
"Mr Rogers, sadly it is easier to track someone who is conscious and about, or even track the remains of a person. It is, however, possible, it will only take a great amount of time, and only the best in business.
"Thank you, Griphook."
"Tony was it, I would just like to have a mental and physical health test done for you before we can change Harry's guardianship over to you, I suspect you will have it done in the non-magical world, but for the magical world, the non-magical way will not convince the ministry here. We can gladly do it for you here and have all the papers filled out as well."
"Thanks that would be helpful, didn't even cross my mind that the wizarding ministry would consider the laws of the rest of the world."
There was a knock on the door before a goblin entered, carry two small boxes, as well as a binder full of paper. The gobbling placed everything in front of Griphook before leaving again.
"The heir rings only hold protective spells on them and a non-theft charm on it, you simply have to place the ring on your finger, wait for it to fit your finger before you place the other one on. When you come of age, your lordship rings will, however, hold more of a challenge when deciding to claim the title. They have to deem you worthy before you can claim the title."
Harry placed to Potter ring on first, it was a simple golden band with the Potter crest engraved on it. It took the size of his finger quickly. Harry grabbed the Slytherin ring which was a thin Platinum that was shaped like a snake, where the tail curled under the head of the snake at the top. There was also a small flicker of green where the snake's eye was. This ring took a little longer to fit his finger, but it eventually did.
"Tony if you would allow our healers to check over you, and then we can finish up here for today." Tony nodded his head before a few healers stepped in, Two wizards and a goblin. The wizard waved their wands about mutter Latin words in a hushed whisper, while the goblin chanted in a foreign tongue of Gobbledegook. When they all stopped scrolls appear before them. They were passed to Griphook who read through them.
"It seems that just about everything is all right in your mind, some minor PTSD. However, your physical health is confusing, while you are healthy, there are problems in your body, it says that you are near death."
"Ah PTSD, my good old friend from when I was captured in Afghanistan. The other one comes from the same place. I have pieces of shrapnel in me that are heading towards my heart, but because of this good old thing in my chest, it keeps them from getting any closer."
"Okay, while I don't see any problem with that then, we will finish up on the papers, I would recommend that you see a wizard healer about getting it removed from your system." With that Tony filled out the forms for Guardianship to be transferred to him. It took no less then half an hour for them to be finished. Griphook passed him the folder along with a pouch connected to Harry's vault so he can be taken care of, not that it was needed, but seeing as Tony didn't have any wizard currency, he guessed he would use it for Harry in the wizarding world.
"It was good to finally meet you, Heir Potter, your letters are always an interesting read. Mr Rogers, we will send Harry information on tracking that relative of his on a later date. Dr Stark, it was interesting to meet a man of such accomplishments. May your gold ever flow." Griphook raised his eyebrow at Tony as if waiting to see how he would respond.
"And may your enemies shit their pants when they hear your name." Griphook burst out laughing.
"You are an interesting one indeed Dr Stark."
With that the three of them left the bank, it was nearing midday when they left. Tony insisted that they stop off at the bookshop. He wanted to get anything and everything possible that might help him, help Harry, as well as anything the boy wanted.
The thing that took the longest in this chapter was writing and figuring out names for Harry's family.
Please tell me what you thought about the chapter, I enjoyed writing it. I'll hopefully have the next chapter up by next week Friday. I think I'm going to have my goal as a chapter every Friday, but they might come out before then. It means I can spend my weekends writing. I'm torn between a few things at the moment right now about bring in a character or not, but it wouldn't really make sense for them to appear right now, so I think I might hold off for a little longer and try and plan out a few things. I was also wondering if I should somehow make Dumbles know about the adoption and then have a bit of a custody battle, and having Tony absolutely just have one over the Wizards and everything, but I'm not sure about it.