Chapter 2: Reunions
A/N: Just to give you guys a warning, this fic is on the list of regular updating until it gets up to the point of Harry, Gohan Vegeta entering the Dead Zone to fight Garlic Jr (see the third volume of Harry Potter and the New Path by knightblazer85 for a sneak peek).
Anyways, enough about that, you're here to read and review, right? Well then, get to it already.
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Random Quote: "Vegeta… Vegeta… I'm haunting you." Takahata101 as Ghost Nappa, Dragonball Z Abridged Episode 10 part 3
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The next four days passed normally for Harry, he kept up his exercise, he worked in the garden, as per his agreement with Vernon, kept up his letters to the order, and continued his correspondence with Chi-Chi, he learned more about his parents in six letters from Chi-Chi, than in three years talking to Remus, and it irritated him to no end.
At present Harry was working on an essay about the properties of Veritasum.
When there was a flash of flame at his bed, and Harry turned around to see Fawkes perched on his headboard with a letter in his beak.
Harry smiled as he stroked the phoenix's plumage and took the letter "Thanks Fawkes" then the phoenix vanished again
Harry frowned as he opened the letter.
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Harry
I am writing to you on a very delicate subject. After hearing a report from one of your guards regarding your recent communications I am afraid I must take action to ensure your safety.
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As Harry read this part of the letter his stomach dropped, the Order guards were spying on him.
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As such, I am afraid that I must set up wards to prevent any owls but Hedwig from entering and leaving your home, and I am afraid that you will not be receiving any mail from your friends, or your Daily Prophet subscription, and I must insist that you not go beyond the boundaries of your Aunt's garden for the remainder of the summer.
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"No" Harry whispered "Tell me he's not doing this to me"
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I also regret to inform you that you will have to stay with your relatives for the entire summer.
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"NO" Harry roared, ignoring the shouts of his Aunt from down stairs to be quiet.
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As such your OWL results will be delivered by hand on your birthday, I will have your school supplies sent to you after your subjects for the year have been decided.
I am sorry Harry, but this is for your safet…
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With a scream of anger Harry leapt to his feet and tore the letter to shreds as he struggled to control his breathing as the door burst open and Dudley stepped in.
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To see his cousin standing surrounded by scraps of paper and his teeth clenched as he struggled to control his breathing.
"Harry what's wrong?" Dudley asked as Petunia entered the room
"Letter from Dumbledore" Harry muttered "No leaving the house, no mail, no Burrow, no Daily Prophet, just me in a fucking CAGE" with a final scream of anger Harry drove his foot into the side of his trunk.
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Dudley and Petunia watched Harry's foot fly forward, it not only hit the brown trunk, but it also smashed into the wood, embedding Harry's foot right up to the tongue of his shoe.
"What is he talking about?" Petunia asked as Harry fought to pull his foot out of the side of his trunk
"From his mutterings I can guess" Dudley said "That he's got a letter from Dumbledore, and that the old man is blocking his mail, his newspaper, restricting him to the house, and to top it all off he's stuck here for the summer"
"What?" Petunia asked "Your father won't be happy about that"
"Well he can join the damn club" Harry growled "But so you know, I don't intend to follow the bastard's orders"
"What?" Dudley asked
"I just had a thought today" Harry said as he checked to see if everything was still intact in his trunk "Dumbledore is the Headmaster of Hogwarts. But where in his job description does it say that he has the right to tell me what to do outside of the grounds of the school?"
"He doesn't" Petunia said "As I understand it he made me your guardian, despite the fact that you have a Godmother on the far side of the planet who could protect you far better than me, especially with that tank of a husband of hers"
"Goku's dead" Harry said "He died not long after I turned eleven"
"Oh God" Petunia whispered "I really liked him, he was really cute"
"So what're you gonna do?" Dudley asked
"Simple" Harry said "I'm going to meet Chi-Chi tomorrow morning as planned. I just won't be leaving here by the front door"
"You mean that blue bird you've been using?" Dudley asked
"He's a Blue Phoenix" Harry said "And yeah, he can take me to London and back with no problems. But I'll need some help"
"What do you need?" Dudley asked
"Just a cap" Harry said
"I've got a cap you can borrow" Dudley said "That should keep the idiots off your tail as long as you keep a low profile"
"I'm not planning on sticking out" Harry said with a smile "And thanks"
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That night Harry sent a letter to Dumbledore, stating that while he wasn't pleased with the old man's orders, he had no choice but to abide by them.
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But he also sent Silver to Remus, more or less demanding that the werewolf send him a copy of the Prophet every day or he would go out and get it himself, or even worse, he would walk, period.
Remus sent a reply with Silver the next morning saying he had nothing to do with Dumbledore finding out about Chi-Chi and that he would send the paper every morning.
Satisfied, Harry read the paper as usual at breakfast, then he went upstairs and got ready to go.
His wand, his vault key, the whistle to call Silver, his money pouch, the black cap Dudley loaned him, and a jacket.
Then Harry called Silver to him and said when the Blue Phoenix landed on his shoulder and Harry said "I need you to take me to the alley behind the Leaky Cauldron, Silver"
Silver cocked his head and Harry could almost hear the phoenix say 'This doesn't look like an emergency'
"It may not be an emergency" Harry said "But this is important, bear in mind that I did pay extra for you for your endurance for multiple jumps"
The phoenix puffed up his breast before he and Harry vanished in a blue sphere of flame.
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Harry reappeared in the dingy alley behind Diagon Alley and nodded as Silver took to the air "Thanks for the ride bud, I'll call if I need you" Silver trilled before he vanished.
Harry smiled as he adjusted the hat so that it covered his scar without looking suspicious.
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Entering the dingy bar that was the Leaky Cauldron.
Harry nodded to Tom when the barkeep saw him, then he glanced around the bar for Chi-Chi.
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And over in the corner of the bar, sitting at a table with a glass of Pumpkin juice in her hand, was Chi-Chi Son, barely changed from the fifteen something year old photo.
"Chi-Chi?" Harry asked as he approached
"Harry" Chi-Chi nodded "It's been a long time"
"It has" Harry said as he sat down "How's Goten? You mentioned in the letter last night that he got a little banged up training with Gohan?"
"He's better" Chi-Chi said "He's got his father's hard head" Harry laughed slightly as Chi-Chi asked "So what do you want to do?"
"Not sure" Harry shrugged "I sort of snuck out so I'm not sure if the Bumbling Bee has people watching the Alley or not"
"Why don't we go into London then?" Chi-Chi suggested "I haven't gone shopping in London since your mother was alive"
"I need to go to Grignotts first" Harry said "It's high time I got some decent clothes"
"Your cousins?" Chi-Chi asked as she looked over the hand me downs Harry wore.
"Yeah" Harry said "It's only been this last summer that I've been on relatively decent terms with the Dursley's. Petunia sends her condolences about Goku by the way"
Chi-Chi nodded as she stood up and led her Godson to the back of the bar.
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"I'd like to speak with one of your managers" Harry said as he stepped up to the counter at the Goblin run bank.
"Regarding what?" the goblin sneered
"The state of my finances at this bank" Harry growled "Which may change depending on whether I get a manager or not…now"
The Goblin's eyes widened as he scurried off
"I'm impressed" Chi-Chi said
"Yeah" Harry nodded "Well I wouldn't put it past Dumbledore to be hiding things from me here, or monitoring my money"
"Chances are he's doing both" Chi-Chi muttered as a Goblin in robes approached.
"My name is Crackthorn" the Goblin said "How may I help you sir?"
"First I'd like to speak somewhere private" Harry said
"Of course" Crackthorn said "If you and the lady will follow me I will show you to my office"
"Now how can I help you?" Crackthorn asked once they were situated in his office
"I want to know the status of my account here" Harry said "The entire account"
"I was under the impression that your account supervisor would have informed you of the details of you account" Crackthorn said "We send Mr Dumbledore updates periodically"
"Dumbledore is in charge of my accounts?" Harry asked
"He was placed in charge when your parents will was delivered to him on November 2nd 1981" Crackthorn answered
"Will?" Harry hissed "My parents left a will?"
"He didn't deliver it?" Crackthorn growled "James Potter left specific instructions that that will was to be delivered to you on your eleventh birthday" then the Goblin looked towards the door and roared "GRIPHOOK"
A few moments later the familiar Goblin entered the office and Crackthorn said "Get Amelia Bones here NOW" the goblin nodded quickly and ran form the office.
When Griphook was gone Crackthorn said "I am terribly sorry about that sir. I have been the Potter families account manager since before the death of Colonel William Potter in 1945, your father left instructions with me that I was to meet with you on your eleventh birthday. I have been sending letters to Dumbledore for close to six years trying to reach you, but he has always sent letters saying the timing wasn't right, and I have never seen you alone to have a chance to speak with you on your previous visits"
Harry sighed as he leaned back in the chair. Dumbledore again.
"Well can you give me a rundown of the accounts while we wait for Madame Bones?" Harry asked
"Of course" Crackthorn said "As your Account Supervisor, Dumbledore has access to the Potter financial accounts"
"Dumbledore has access to my parents MONEY?" Harry roared.
"I'm afraid so" Crackthorn sighed as the door opened and Amelia Bones stepped in.
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"Is there something I can do for you Mr Crackthorn?" Bones asked
"You can tell me why the specific instructions of James Potter regarding his will have been ignored" Crackthorn hissed
"What?" Bones asked "I was under the impression Dumbledore had already passed the will on to Harry"
"Before today this is the first I'd heard of it" Harry growled "I am really beginning to get tired of Dumbledore poking his nose into my affairs"
"Do you have another copy?" Chi-Chi asked
"I do, it is standard procedure" Crackthorn nodded "Take a seat Madame Bones"
"I'm sorry about this Harry" Bones said as she sat down
"Don't worry about it" Harry replied "Dumbledore has a bad habit of doing this. How's Susan?"
"Doing well" Bones replied as Crackthorn opened the file on his desk and began to read.
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We, James William Potter, and Lily Marie Evans Potter, of the most Noble Family of Potter, being of sound mind (Shut it Padfoot) and body hereby declare this to be our last will and testament.
If this will has been heard on our son, Harry's eleventh birthday as we instructed, then happy birthday son.
Now, instead of getting all mushy in a will we'll just get down to business.
If this will is being read then the Fidelus has been ineffective and Peter has betrayed us. Moony, Padfoot, if you two are here, deal with the rodent in any way you choose.
Now, down to business.
First, to our son Harry James Potter. As the sole heir to the Potter bloodline, I hereby bequeath the Potter estate to you son.
This includes The Potter Family storage Vault at Grignotts is over one thousand years old, and dates back to our ancestors among the Founders and even further back. It's filled with family heirlooms, weapons, magical artefacts, and a ton of other goodies that the family has found handy over the years. I'd suggest you take a look.
As the only Potter remaining you also inherit the pile of investments and money, I think the total value now is somewhere in the region of 20,000,000,000 Galleons. But I'd suggest you just let the Account Manager Crackthorn handle that for you. I did.
You also inherit several properties in different parts of the world.
My parent's estate in Godric's Hollow, Whales, a penthouse apartment in New York, a ranch on the outskirts of El Paso, Texas that belonged to your mother, as well as her apartment in Cairo, My grandfather's dojo in Shanghai, and a villa belonging to my parents in Spain.
I also leave the contents of Lockup #12 at Charring Cross Industrial Estate in London. There are some things in there I swore to your mother I wouldn't let you touch until you were sixteen, so try not to cause any damage.
To one of the only men I ever called brother, Sirius Orion Black; I leave the flat we shared when we were at the Auror's academy. You always loved to get up your mum's nose, so now you can.
I also leave you my set of leathers for your motor cycle. Have fun Paddy.
To our old buddy Moony, despite the fact that you hate it my furry friend, I'm leaving you 15,000,000 Galleons, and I leave you the cabin on the shore of the loch where we spent our summers after we were fifteen. It's isolated, and hard to find, it's also got a basement as you remember, so you can lock yourself down there with the full moon if Padfoot can't make it.
Well, that's it boys. All the goodies have been passed around. I just hope this will is never read. But if it is, I want you guys to promise to look after our cub. A pack is never truly complete without a cub for the boys to look out for.
This is Lily now, to the Gryffindor, Amazon Chi-Chi Son, I leave a collection of specialized frying pans with a ton of charms on them, including an anti-denting charm on the big one for you to use for baseball practice on that lug of a Husbands head, I'm also leaving you my old schoolbooks. I know you didn't want little Gohan to go to a magic school so that will let you teach him yourself.
See you all some time.
James William Potter and Lily Marie Evans Potter.
Mischief Managed.
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"Now as I said I have been the account manager for your family for over sixty years Mr. Potter" Crackthorn said "And in the years since your parents murder Dumbledore I am afraid to say, has taken certain…liberties with your family's finances"
"Liberties?" Harry growled "What the hell do you mean liberties?"
"As the account supervisor of your family accounts, Dumbledore has the power to transfer funds out of your account" Crackthorn said with a sigh
"That old bastard has been taking MY MONEY?" Harry roared
"I am afraid so" Crackthorn sighed
"How much money are we talking here?" Bones asked "I know that the Potter estate is a vast one"
"Despite being the Account supervisor, there is a limit on how much Dumbledore can transfer from one account to another" Crackthorn said "With an account as large as the Potter's any money he would take would be returned on interest and investments alone within a matter of weeks, add to that the fact that in the last fifteen years the amount of money in your family vaults have more than doubled, by the end of this year that will be triple"
"How much money has he taken?" Harry demanded
"Dumbledore sent up a total of ten accounts under various names" Crackthorn said "And the monthly withdrawal limit is 15,000 Galleons per account"
"Continue" Harry growled
"Ten accounts, all opened on the first of January 1982, multiplied by twelve months, multiplied by fourteen years brings the total to 25,200,000 Galleons, add to that the withdrawals for this year, which is seven months, is 1,050,000 Galleons brings the total to 26,250,000 galleons"
Harry leaned forward onto his knees and closed his eyes. Twenty-six and a quarter million Galleons. The old bastard must have been using the money to finance the Order.
"Is there anything he can do about it?" Chi-Chi asked
"Not until Mr. Potter claims his place as the head of the Potter family when he comes of age" Crackthorn said "Then we would be able to bring fines against him for misappropriation of funds"
"Put together the papers for that now" Harry said as he looked up "Sirius' will is being read next week, if I know Padfoot he'll have something completely evil planned"
"I wouldn't put it past Sirius to screw with the old man's plans" Chi-Chi said with a smile
"Oh trust me Chi-Chi" Harry said with a grin "I've got a few plans too, depending on how things go at the will reading"
"Well is there anything else I can do for you in the meantime Mr. Potter?" Crackthorn asked
"Arrange for Remus to come see you after Sirius' will has been read next Monday, I'll sign for the things my parents left me then" Harry said "And I need some money…five hundred pounds sterling, and one thousand Galleons, but I need…"
"To keep it quiet" Crackthorn interrupted "That's fine I can withdraw the money from the Grignott's surface vault and charge it to your account later"
"Perfect" Harry grinned.
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A/N: Well, another one bites the dust. Stay tuned for the next chapter, when Harry changes a few things about his life and learns about his godbrother.