Hello my twisted minions…(evil giggle). Welcome back to my lovely story. By now you have noticed that I am twisting the original plot… well this is fanfiction and I am because I can. I am making the year more modern times. Okay now that that is out of the way.

I do not own Harry Potter and I am not making a profit from my fan fiction.

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"Talk"

'Think'

"Parseltongue"

Chapter 3 - Gringotts

Petunia watched her nephew in delight. He sat in the front seat of the car with her but he couldn't keep still. He kept talking to his snake and playing with his baby ferret while shifting every few minutes. She even though she saw the snake hit him with its tail the last time he moved. Petunia hadn't seen her beautiful nephew act his age in a very long time. Half way through the trip Harry started bouncing name ideas with his aunt. He was surprised how many names she knew for beauty and little one. Petunia gave him African, Japanese, Celtic, French, Arabic, Egyptian, Greek, Latin, Gaelic, and even Persian names. In the end, he decided on Amara for his beauty. It was Arabic and it meant Eternal Beauty. His little one though was still nameless. Before Harry could debate more names with his aunt they came to a stop a block away from the Leaky Cauldron. Looking down at his little one Harry smiled to see her eyes open for the first time. He gently put her back into his sweatshirt pocket.

The walk to the pub was quick. Out of habit of wanting to be touching his aunt he held onto her hand the whole time. When he saw the pub he pulled his aunt into it. Petunia laughed at his excitement and let him. The pub was dark and dirty looking. People were smoking so the air was thick and heavy. Harry didn't like it and by the look on his aunt's face, she didn't either. Harry watched how everyone in the pub turned to look at them as they made their way to the bar. He could understand why they looked. All the people in the pub were dressed in robes. His aunt dressed in light blue long sleeves cotton dress that stopped at her ankles with a pair of black Mary Jane's. Her hair was down to her shoulders and a little curly. Harry was wearing a pair of black jeans with black trainers. He had a black tank top under his emerald green sleeveless hooded sweatshirt. His black hair was brushed back into a low tail at the base of his skull, parted in the front just right to cover his scar. He also had his black and emerald shoulder bag ready to hold all his purchases until he got his truck.

Petunia ignored the looks with grace. She stopped at the bar and smiled at the man behind it cleaning a glass. He paused in his work to look the two of them over before giving a smile back. "Hogwarts bound?"

"Yes sir," Harry answered bouncing on the balls of his feet. Petunia smiled and the barkeeper let a laugh out.

"I'm Tom. I run this place. Give me a moment to put this glass away and I'll take you to the gateway into the ally." Petunia was able to say a quick thank you before Tom turned away. He was quick to make his way around the bar to lead the way.

"I am Petunia Evans and this is my nephew Harrison Evans." Petunia introduced them.

Tom paused for a moment. "Evans? You wouldn't be related to the late Lily Potter 'nee Evans would you?"

Petunia hesitated to look around at all the people around them. None of them paid them any more interest. "She's my baby sister. Harrison is her son."

"Ahh," Tom smiled at them as he continued to lead them to the back door. "She came in here a lot. Used to talk about her sister she called Pet. I met her at school; I was in the seventh year while she was in her first. We became friends at the end of the year. She loved talking about you. I even met young Harrison a couple times when she and James came for a visit and talk." Tom stopped at a brick wall at the end of a small alleyway outside the back door. He turned to Harry with a smile as he held out a hand, "It's nice to see you again Harrison."

Harry smiled back taking his hand in a firm shake. "It's pleasure to meet you, sir, please Harry is fine. Thank you for not giving me away in there."

Tom let another laugh out as he let Harry's hand so. "Your mother was a good friend and a good person. You were a delight to have here when you were brought. If you wish to go by part of your name instead of your full name, I am all for it. Your first trip to the Alley should be fun for you. If I let out your father's last name you would be bombarded the whole day."

With a smile on his lips, Tom turned back to the wall. He tapped a few bricks and stepped back. The wall opened to show a bustling area of people and shops. Tom pointed ahead, "That's the bank. You will want to start there. If you don't have your key, ask for a blood test and a recovery of keys. Since you haven't been in this world since you were a baby, I would also ask to speak with your account manager to see if everything is in order. Other than that, enjoy yourself. If you ever need a room, a meal or even just a conversation, you both are always welcome here. Have a good visit."

"Thank you very much. We will be back even if it's just to talk. Have a good day." Petunia smiled and gave a small bow of the head in thanks. Harry did the same.

Petunia and Harry watched Tom turn back to go into his pub before walking toward the large building Tom called the bank. Both of them marveled at the impending building. It looked to be made of different colored marble. The pillars gave it a grand air. The first set of doors open by themselves as they walked up the steps.

Harry noticed the goblins on both sides of the inner doors and gave them both a short bow. He noticed a flash of shock in their eyes before they bowed back and opened the doors for Petunia and himself. The inside was as grand and impending as the outside. Marble walls, floor, ceiling, and pillars contrasted the brass teller gates. Lines of witches and wizards stood in front of the different tellers, all of whom were goblins. Harry let himself be led by the hand by his aunt to the shortest line. They waited no more than 5 minutes before they reached the front.

Petunia, having watched her nephew when he bowed to the goblins outside the door, bowed her head in respect. The goblin gave a bowed head in return. "I wish to have a blood test done for my nephew and a recovery of keys to his vault or vaults. We would also like to speak to his account manager if possible today."

The goblin gave a nod as he wrote something down in the book on the desk, "Name."

Petunia looked at Harry. Harry cleared his throat lightly before answering, "Harrison Evans Potter."

The goblin nodded, writing again in the book. He turns and called something out in a language neither Petunia or Harry could understand. He turned back to them before speaking, "The test and recovery will be done when you meet with your manager. Griphook will lead you your manager's office."

A goblin came from a door in the back. The teller indicated for them to go over there. Petunia and Harry gave a quick bow of the head in thanks before going over to Griphook waiting by the door. He led them through the door and through many hallways to another door with a gold plate with the name Ironhide on it. Griphook knocked on the door. An "enter" came right away. They both bowed in thanks to Griphook, who bowed back, before entering the office.

Ironhide sat at a black granite desk working on paperwork with a golden quill. Petunia and Harry waited until he finished writing. He set down his quill and indicated for them to sit in the chairs in front of his desk. "I am Ironhide, Manager to the accounts of Potter. I was told you want to perform a blood test on one Harrison James Evans Potter and a recovery of keys. Is this correct?"

Petunia nodded, "Yes sir. We would also like a detail of activity, inventory, and investments."

Ironhide nodded back, "Very well. First is the blood test." He pulls a file out from his left and a piece of parchment from his right along with a small dagger. He passed the parchment and dagger to Harry. "A small cut to your finger should be enough for three drops of blood onto the parchment."

Harry took the knife and cut his left middle finger. He put a little pressure to get the three drops of blood. The cut healed as the third dropped landed. He set the dagger down in the middle of the desk and passed the parchment back to Ironhide. Ironhide hovered his left hand over the parchment as he muttered under his breath in the language the teller talked in. A red light flashed around the parchment when he finished speaking. Ironhide gave a nod to himself as he looked over the parchment before he passed it to Petunia and Harry to look over.

The parchment read:

Name: Harrison James Evans Potter

Father: James Mathew Potter

Mother: Lily Marie Potter nee Evans

Godmother(s): Minerva McGonagall

Alice Longbottom

Godfather(s): Sirius Black

Severus Snape Prince

Guardian: Petunia Lee Evans (Aunt; sister to Lily)

Magical Guardian: Albus Dumbledore

Heir status: Noble House of Potter

Noble and Ancient House of Black

Noble and Ancient House of Peverell

Noble and Ancient House of Gryffindor

Noble and Ancient House of Ravenclaw

Vault(s): Harrison's school vault

Harrison's personal vault

Potter main vault

Potter artifact vault

Sirius personal vault

Black main vault

Black artifact vault

Peverell vault

Gryffindor vault

Ravenclaw vault

Petunia and Harry sat looking at the paper in shock. Harry was the first to snap out of it. "Sir? How am I the heir to all of these families? The Potter I can understand, but these others… can you explain them to me?"

Ironhide opened the folder and looked through the papers in it, "All if not most wizarding families are related in one way or another. The Peverell family are one of the oldest family lines. From them only two families have direct lines to them; Gryffindor and Slytherin. Gryffindor was the first born in the line as such the heir status is passed to that line and not Slytherin. Potters are a direct line from Gryffindor. That gives you the Peverell and Gryffindor heir status. Ravenclaw's last child was a daughter who married Gryffindor's only child and heir. Their child held both heir titles.

Now the Noble and Ancient House of Black vaults are a different story. You are the third cousin to Sirius Black, who before imprisonment was Lord Black; as such you would not get the Heir title. It would go to the closest relative, who is Lady Malfoy, as she is Sirius's first cousin. That is what would have happened had Sirius Black not had us here at Gringotts write up a document naming his godson, you, his heir and first in line for the lordship should he die or be stripped of his title. This only went through because he had us write this document up the day you were born. Understand?"

Harry blinked, processing what he was just told. His godfather, who is imprisoned, named him his heir the day he was born. Noticing Ironhide was waiting for an answer Harry nodded.

"Good. Now, do you want a complete list of activity, inventory, and investments of all accounts?" Ironhide shuffled through more papers in the folder.

"For this meeting, just the activity, investments, and inventory for Harry's school vault, personal vault, and the Potter vaults. We would like copies of activity, investments, and inventory of all the vaults, so we may look over them at a later time if it is not too much trouble." Petunia was all business. She had always been good at numbers and this was her element.

Ironhide nodded once more, taking out a small pile of papers. He looked over the papers before talking, "Harrison's school vault has 15,000 Galleons, 10,000 sickles, and 5,000 knuts. That vault is for all supplies needed. Harrison's personal vault receives an allowance of 1000 galleons, 500 sickles, and 500 knuts a year on his birthday. So as of today, Harrison has 11000 galleons, 5500 sickles, and 5500 knuts. That vault is for anything he wishes to spend it on. Neither of these vaults has had any withdraws and as I said, Harrison's personal vault gets his allowance deposited every year on his birthday. "

Ironhide slides the two papers with Harry's school and personal vaults over to them. They glanced at them but turned back to Ironhide as he flips through more papers from the small pile. "There has been a number of withdraws from the Potter's main vault. Let's see here, 5000 galleons a month to the Dursley family for the care of Potter, 10000 galleons a month to the Order of the Phoenix, 500000 galleons a year to St. Mungo, and 10000 galleons a month to various clubs. Now the Potters have been benefactors to St. Mungo since it opened in 1503. Your parents gave to the Order in the war, but the payments to the Dursley family and the various clubs started October 31, 1991, by one Albus Dumbledore."

Petunia cleared her throat to gain Ironhide's attention, "Why would Dumbledore have a right to give Harrison's family's money away? What are these various clubs for? And I know for a fact that we have not been reserving money for my nephew. The last thing is, is the war this Order was fighting over? If it is why is money still going to it?"

"Dumbledore is Harrison's magical guardian. To do anything to his vaults he must have your or Harrison's permission. You are saying he did not?" Ironhide got a nod, "Then what we will do is stop the withdraws and launch an investigation. We will find where the money goes and who uses it. The money will most likely be put back into your account with interest. That will go for the clubs and the money that was to go to you to care for Harrison. Now the war has been over for 10 years. This was opened by Lily and James so we cannot get the money back but we can stop payment. It was still open because no one told us to close it and as such we couldn't."

"Very well, please do what you must with Dumbledore. Stop all withdraws to everything but St. Mungo. Lily once told me that it was the only hospital magical Britain has and they always need donations." Petunia said the last bit for Harry's benefit so he knew what that money was going for. "Please continue Ironhide."

"The Potters have many good investments. They own most of Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley. They have 40% stock in the Daily Prophet. They also have many stocks in Muggle businesses all around the world and investment in over 43 businesses, all of which are the best. They bring in about 93 million on their own. As a whole, the Potters have an income of 2 billion a year. Would you like to know how much is in that vault now?"

"No thank you." Petunia was able to say past her shock.

"Very well, the last vault you wish to know about is the Potter artifact vault. I will give you a simple inventory list. The vault contains 10,589 books, 430 swords, 793 daggers and knives, 1287 tapestries, 126 shields, 194 family wands, 275 sculptures, 4390 paintings, 2309 pieces of furniture, 697 trunks of clothing, 9 trunks of jewelry, anything else we classify as 'knick-knacks'." Ironhide nods his head to himself before passing over the papers for the Potter vaults. Petunia takes them and adds them to the other papers. Ironhide then goes through the folder once again pulling out a large stack of papers, handing them over to Petunia also.

"Those are all your copies of all vaults. Now let us move onto the recovery of keys. By the Gringotts laws, all magical orphans are to have control over all their keys the moment they set foot in Gringotts. As you do not have the keys we will go through a simple procedure. Mr. Potter Repeat after me: I, Harrison James Evans Potter, do hereby call for all keys that belong to me and that are not in my possession return to my family manager's office. So mote it be."

Harry repeated Ironhide word for word. A minute later a flash of light came from Ironhide's desk. When the light faded 7 keys sat on the desk. 4 of the keys were gold, 1 key was silver, and the last 2 were black. Ironhide held up the gold ones "These gold keys are your school, personal, and family vaults." He sat them down and picked up the silver one, "This is Sirius's personal vault." He set that one down and picked up the last 2 keys, "These are the Black vaults." He set them down before opening a drawer in the front of the desk. He pulled out a silver key ring. One by one Ironhide slid the keys onto the ring. He handed the ring over to Harry. Harry hooked them to the inside of his shoulder bag.

With that done, Harry turned back to Ironhide to see a wooden box sitting on the desk. "In this box are all the heir rings. I would recommend wearing the Potter and Black rings. The rest should go on this chain." Ironhide held up a chain made up of silver, gold, and black metals finely woven together. "The moment you put a ring on none can take them off, only you can take your own ring off. The same for the necklace, only you can take it off and only you can take off the rings on it. Keep them on you. Now each ring has its own charms on it but you will have to find out what they are as most families never tell anyone outside of their family. "

Harry nodded to show he understood. Ironhide passed the necklace over to him. He opened the box and turned it to face Harry. Ironhide pointed out a golden ring with a small lion etched in the top. That was his Potter ring. Harry slid it onto his right ring finger. Ironhide next pointed out a blacken silver ring with the Grim etched onto it, he said it was his Black ring. Harry slid it onto his left index finger. Gryffindor's ring was gold with a Griffin etched in it; the griffin's eye was replaced with a ruby. Ravenclaw's was silver with a raven holding a scroll etched in it; the scroll end had a Sapphire in it. The Peverell ring was silver with three shapes etched into it, a large triangle with a circle inside of it and a line down the middle. Those three went onto the necklace; the Peverell ring between the two founder's rings. Harry had his aunt secure the necklace around his neck.

Ironhide watched Harry do all this silently. When he had the attention on him once again he spoke. "Now all orphan have the choice to be emancipated when they turn 13. As the heir to multiple houses that is what I would recommend you to do. Until that can be done you can, for any reason, petition for a new magical guardian." Petunia nodded with a small grin. "If that is all, the late Lord and Lady Potter had a money pouch connected to both your school vault and your personal vault. When you become emancipated the pouch will connect to all of your vaults. All you need to do is think of the vault you want money from and the amount you want from that vault will appear in the pouch." Ironhide passed over a black leather drawstring pouch to Harry. Harry passed it to Petunia who put it into her purse. They both got up, giving a bow to Ironhide, and left. They had school supplies to get.

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That's the 3rd Chapter. Hope you all stick around for more! Give me a review on what you thought.