Here is the next chapter, I wanted to get it out yesterday, but university started up again today, and in the typical fashion of universities they give you everything the day before the semester starts, so my Sunday was spent getting ready for it.
Thank you to my beta reader Tia, who checks over everything for me and also my best friend Grammarly.
I've been thinking of keeping to an upload schedule of posting a chapter on the 15th and 30th/31st of every month. So I don't leave you hanging for 2 months as I have before.
Harry woke up late in the morning after the long night of unpacking, even though it was finished. He went through his morning routine of showering and getting dressed, once he was finished in the bathroom, he looked at the pile of bags that was still there and decided to get tuck into it and finish unpacking everything. Half an hour after he had started there was a knock at his door.
"Harry, come down and eat something for breakfast!" Tony called from the other side of the door. He had been up early planning for a press conference for later that day and had to go through proposals from the R&D department. He had realized that Harry hadn't come to eat yet but had heard him up and about in his room.
"Sir, Miss Potts is trying to reach you again." Pepper had phoned him once in the morning after making the company aware of the conference, but he was happy to continue ignoring her if her reaction and attitude from the other day was anything to go by.
"Leave her J, I'm not in the mood."
"As you wish sir." Tony headed down to the kitchen, seeing the mess of papers across the table, and his empty cup next to it. Sighing he went to the coffee machine to get another cup. Harry came bouncing down the stairs and grabbed himself a bowl of cereal, smiling at his dad.
"When are we going to leave for the bank?" Harry asked. Tony looked at his watch before answering.
"In about an hour. It shouldn't take us long to get there, but we should leave a little earlier just in case." Tony said going back to the table and looking at the remaining proposals he still had to go through. Harry quickly ate his cereal before disappearing upstairs to tidy up his room and pack up the clothes he was going to give away. Tony had to disapprove of the majority of the proposals as they were either not suitable to be mass-producing or were a sneaky chance of trying to develop weapons again, and he would never develop them again.
When things start to calm, Tony was hoping that Harry would allow him to test his magic and its frequency to see if he could produce things for the wizarding world. From what he had observed so far, was that some technology wasn't affected by magic, but others were, and it mainly came down to how technology developed they were and the emotions of Harry. Otherwise, anything electric was fine, besides the lights, they just seemed to pop whenever, and he couldn't find any consistent variable as to why. But he was playing a guessing game here, he hadn't done any proper tests so to say, but until he asked and got confirmation from his child everything would stay hypothetical.
It was half an hour later when Harry came down again, smiling widely. Tony watching him as he spoke with Hedwig and petted her. The elevator door dinged open, and Natasha walked in, she ruffled Harry's hair before coming to and stand near Tony.
"Pepper is in the common area looking for you, she looks angry." Tony sighed, this was why he didn't enjoy avoiding her because she would do stuff like this. But he didn't want to see her. He might be acting a little childish, but she shouldn't have said what she did.
"Tell her I'm not here, Harry and I are going to be leaving soon anyways." Natasha smiled softly at him before nodding and heading out. Harry was looking at him with a raised eyebrow. Tony gave him a strained smile. "Come on kiddo, let's get going."
"Okay dad," Harry said bouncing over to Tony who was walking to the exit. The Goblins hadn't told them where they should go, but Tony had Jarvis looking for any weird energy signals that were similar to what Harry unknowingly gave off, and there was an area to the west of Central Park that he thought was the spot. They kept the letter on them just in case it would be needed.
Harry noticed a hidden entrance next to the store that was labelled as the entrance, but people seemed to be walking in through the door next to it. When they eventually walked through the door and into the building they were transported into a world of marble and gold. The walls, floors and pillars were made of marble and the veins within the marble were gold. Goblins sat behind desks that had a protective shield around them and the master teller stood in the middle.
Walking up to the centre, Tony inquired about the appointed meeting. Another goblin was called to the centre before leading them through a door and into a hallway of doors. They stopped at the third door within, and the goblin knocked on the door before leaving. The door opened and the two walked in to find an older looking goblin sitting behind a mahogany desk and reading over papers. When they sat down, the goblin put down the papers in his hand and looked up at them.
"Good day Dr Stark and Heir Potter-Slytherin. I am Master Lagraff. To what pleasure do I have of having you here today."
"I want to have an account set up for Harry under the Stark name and want to also use that account to invest in the wizarding world, spread the Stark name there too a bit, so one day Harry won't have to worry about money and credibility in the future. And possible also have it linked up with the non-magical world, so we don't have to constantly come back to exchange money, did it once in London and don't want to have to do it again."
"That can certainly be done Dr Stark, papers will need to be drawn up, and looked over, and if you would also like a personal storage then that can also be arranged. Unlike our counterpart in London, we don't use vaults because of the subway system and most of our clients don't need storage, it is a separate option."
"I don't think that would be necessary at the moment but might be an option in the future."
"Alright, and Heir Potter-Slytherin, is there anything you need?" Lagraff said turning to look at Harry."
"Master Lagraff, I was wondering, if I could move the contents but not the money of the Slytherin vault to New York. And you can call me Harry."
"It is possible to move the contents of the vault there, it might take some time and cost some, but it certainly is possible, we would also have to set up a storage area," Lagraff said, fiddling with some papers off to the side before bringing some forward. "I would like to ask if Harry has been registered as an American wizard now or is still a British wizard, and if not, it would be worthwhile. As a non-magical person Dr Stark, I fear the British Minister would try and use that fact to their advantage to get him back over there. They are possessive of him because of his past."
"How would we go about doing that, changing his wizarding nationality?"
"I can get in contact with the Magical Congress of the United States of America, or MACUSA, for you, so they can be aware of Harry being here and take the proper steps. Normally this wouldn't happen, but everyone knows of what happened that night and what the British wizards are like, and with the celebrity status, this might need to be a private affair."
"Thank you that would be helpful, would you also happen to help with finding magical tutors?"
"Unfortunately no, but when you visit the MACUSA they should everything that you need or might want to know." The rest of the appointment went fairly quickly, and an hour after entering the building the two were finished with their business with the goblins. The Stark account had been set up and orders to move the contents of the Slytherin vault were in place, and it was going to take at most a month to move everything, considering the amount in the vault.
Tony and Harry escaped into Central park, Tony not wanting to go back to the tower just yet in fear of coming across Pepper, and Harry was happy to just enjoy the time in the sun that he wasn't used to.
Across the ocean in the British counterpart of Gringotts stood Albus Dumbledore, who was fuming at the Master teller.
"What do you mean, I cannot see the account manager for the Potter account, I saw him last month." Dumbledore fumed.
"Professor Dumbledore, you would assume that I would know. Griphook has refused to see you on such short notice. You shall have to make an appointment before seeing him, but he is not your account manager, he is not complied to see you." The goblin replied calmly.
"But I must speak to him, it is about Harry. I need to get funds out for his living expenses. If I don't get the money for him then his aunt and uncle cannot pay for him."
"As I said, Mr Dumbledore! You can arrange to see Heir Potter's account manager, otherwise, he will not be seeing you." The goblin was starting to get irritated at the senile man.
"What do you mean Heir Potter. Harry has never claimed his titles or let alone know about them!" Dumbledore roared causing the rest of the hall who hadn't been listening in on them already to turn and look at them.
"Mister Dumbledore, are you saying that as the previous magical guardian you failed to inform your charge of his future responsibilities as the lord to his estates?" The goblin said peering down menacingly from his stand.
"No…. I am not, I was simply saying that with everything on his plate, I didn't find it right to say anything." He replied coyly, withholding his previous plans.
"And what, Mister Dumbledore, is so important that you could not tell Heir Potter about his legacy and responsibilities. Because from the public's knowledge, nothing has happened to Heir Potter that would outweigh the importance of his inheritance. So, Mister Dumbledore, could you please enlighten us what was so important to Heir Potter that would warrant you not telling him?"
"Why do you even care so much for your client, you goblins are never this protective over your clients, only their vaults," Dumbledore said avoiding their questioning.
"We simply prefer Heir Potter's new guardian; we know of his wealth and what he can achieve if he decides to bank with us."
"What do you mean new Guardian!"
"You can find this information within the Ministry for magic Mister Dumbledore."
"No, tell me now, you greedy bastard!" Dumbledore was starting to lose it, and the other participants looked on with sad eyes, thinking he was going old, not knowing this was how he truly is."
"Good day Mister Dumbledore, please leave before we forcefully remove you."
"No, I demand to see Harry Potter's account manager!" trying to sound calmer but failing.
"We warned you Dumbledore." The goblin said before looking over to the guards who moved on cue and came forward to forcefully remove Dumbledore from the bank. A fine would be sent to him shortly for the disturbance he caused, purely for the amusement of the goblins. They didn't like the old wizard, they may have helped the cause, but never stood alongside him. With information placed in the right hands, it wouldn't take long to see the downfall of the old senile man. But they wouldn't involve themselves in the wizarding world. Unless it was for the right price, of course.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter and the little piece at the end, I did have a bit of a block writing this, it's not like I didn't know what I wanted to happen, I just didn't know how I wanted everything to piece together.