A/N

Hi there, I'm Andy I'm 22 and this is my first story! It's rated M for a reason, It's kinda brutal it may offend some folk, so if that's not your thing I understand completely. No harm done I'll see you later

Harry sat alone one surprisingly cold mid-august morning; he had been in a constant state of self-reflection the entire summer after meeting the man whom everyone currently thinks is out to get him, the "murderer" of his parents, James and Lilly Potter. Sirius Black is not out to get Harry, though; he did not kill Harry's parents; he was wrongfully imprisoned in Azkaban prison for 12 long years, an innocent man.

As the days at the Dursleys turned into weeks, Harry spent most of his days alone, thinking about his parents, Sirius, Remus, and his trip to the Burrow, which was fast approaching. After last summer's escapade with Aunt Marge, his "relatives" left him alone most of the time, and Harry was grateful; he would obviously still get called "Freak" and "Boy" when there were interactions with his relatives, but they were few and far between. It was late, around two in the morning. Harry was restless, he couldn't get tomorrow out of his mind, he was going to the Burrow, he was going to see Ron, and Hermione, and Ginny: Fred and George, Arthur and Molly, he was even excited to see Percy, although if Ron's letters had anything to go off of, Percy had somehow grown even more pompous than he was the last time Harry had seen him.

A soft crack sounded in Harry's room just as he began to doze off. Harry immediately sprung into action, grabbing his wand and pointing it in the general direction of the crack. "Who's there?" Harry questioned quietly, not wanting to wake up the Dursleys. He couldn't see the figure standing before him; it was dark, and Harry was not wearing his glasses. "Master Harry Potter, sir!" a high-pitched voice squeaked eagerly. "Dobby!" Harry exclaimed, sighing in relief as he lowered his wand, "It's good to see you, Dobby," He said, and after placing his wand down, he put his worn glasses carefully on his nose. Now able to see, Harry sat up properly and took in the dark figure, Dobby the house-elf. "What can I do for you, Dobby?" Harry asked, smiling down at the creature shuffling back and forth on his feet.

"Master Harry Potter, Sir!" Dobby began, "Dobby bes bringing yous a message!" Dobby proclaimed. Dobby reached into his sack that he still wore as a shirt and pulled out a wrapped package with a small letter; Harry took both items and thanked Dobby. With a snap of Dobby's fingers, Harry was once again alone in his room; he began with the letter, carefully opening it and pulling out the piece of parchment located within.

Harry

I found a place to live! Well, kind of it was never lost, it was, however, my last option, I'm in London, I'll tell you where exactly soon, but it was the Black family home, still is I suppose. Still, I'll take you here soon, anyway, not the point of this letter; I'm cleaning the place up because the resident house-elf is a prick and won't get rid of anything. And I found something that might interest you, it's a book, I only read the first page, and I knew that it was meant for you, I don't know how the hell it got here, but here it is, I imagine Kreacher had something to do with it, that's the arsehole house elf's name, by the way, your Dobby is much more pleasant if a bit eccentric. I've lost track again, sorry, the book, it's a journal of your Dad's. I thought you'd want to have it and give it a read. Hopefully, it'll give you some kind of closure, I'm not sure, but I am sure you'd want it. Anyway, I'll write soon once you can come and see this place, my offer is still there, next summer, you can live with me, and get away from that god-awful family of yours.

Lots of Love

Padfoot

Harry sat frozen as ice. A Journal of his dads, meant for him? What was that supposed to mean? He ripped open the package, and inside was a leather-bound book with nothing on the cover; he opened the first page and saw the title.

The Diary of One James Potter

Harry began to read as fast as he could, frantic to read all there was to read about his father. He wanted to know everything; how did his parents get together? What were they like at Hogwarts? How did he feel when Harry was born? All these questions ran through Harry's mind at a million miles an hour, and so Harry began to read.

So I've labelled this a Diary on the first page; the main reason for that was to stop people snooping that aren't supposed to; I'm looking at you, Padfoot; this is for Harry's eyes and only Harry's if you're reading this give it to him, if anyone else is reading this stop and give it to my son, if the worst of the worst has happened, burn the book, let the information it holds die.

Now that that is out of the way Hi Harry, it's dad, if you're reading this the worst has happened and your mum and I aren't around anymore, there are some things you have to know, some things you have to do and I'm sorry, it shouldn't be left to you but if Voldemort is still around by the time you're reading this then you might be the best hope to stop him. I'm sure you've read the tale of the three brothers, just in case you can't remember it I'll give a brief recap.

Three brothers are travelling along a path and come across a river, the river is impossible to swim over but the three brothers are wizards! Crazy, I know. They conjure a bridge and make their way across only to be met with Death. The person, not the fate, Death congratulates them and offers each a reward for cheating him, the first brother, asks for the most powerful wand ever created. Death makes one from a nearby elder tree, the second brother asks for the ability to resurrect the dead. So Death gives him a stone from the river with the power to do just that. The third brother asks simply to be able to leave this encounter without any repercussions. So Death cuts cloth from his invisibility cloak and gives it to the third brother, the first brother was killed for the wand shortly after. The second brother resurrects his dead bride. She hates being between worlds so he kills himself to be with her and the third brother lives a long life, greeting Death as an old friend when his time came, handing the invisibility cloak to his son, and then his son and so on and so forth.

These are the deathly hallows and many believe that it's just a kid's story, unless you have one of the deathly hallows of course, which I hope you do. Dumbledore has my invisibility cloak but he should be returning it soon. I hope so anyway. Dumbledore has another of the hallows as well, the elder wand. You need to get that, as soon as possible, and the resurrection stone was last in the hands of the Gaunt family, but at this moment in time, I am unsure of where they are at the moment. You may have to do some research to find the last one but if you're anything like your mother that shouldn't be an issue for you. When you hold the three hallows you become the master of death, or so I'm told. Unimaginable power at your fingertips, you need this to end Voldemort, of course, if the prick is already dead then disregard this, Power for the sake of power is meaningless. But this is the power to defeat a great evil, you need it, you can't win without it. I don't know much about what will happen when you get all three, I can't help you on how to utilise this power, but I can help you on how to find it, most of it anyway, You should have the cloak, Dumbledore has the wand and the Gaunts have the stone.

Good luck Harry.

I love you more than anything in this world.

James Potter

Dad

Harry was aghast, shocked, flabbergasted, this was not what he was expecting at all, The Gaunts sound somewhat familiar but he can't place it, perhaps it was in a book he read a while ago, Dumbledore has the elder wand, wands are loyal to their masters. "The wand chooses the Wizard Mr Potter" The words of Olivander spring to mind when he thought about that. Maybe that was Neville's problem, he was using the wrong wand. Harry mused, in his head, Harry turned the page, and to his shock, there was only one line at the top of the page.

Harry, I'm sorry, he's coming Peter betrayed us, god I hope you make it out of this, I love you so does your mum.

And that was the only entry in the diary, a bombshell about the deathly hallows and the last words ever written by James Potter, Harry felt a tear falling down his face but his sadness was immediately replaced by anger he let out a loud sob and heard his relatives stirring at the noise, "BE QUIET BOY" The loud gruff voice of Vernon Dursley could be heard a few rooms over, and Harry snapped. He shot out of bed and walked over to his wardrobe and began opening it and slamming it back closed over and over again. BANG BANG BANG. "IS THIS QUIET ENOUGH VERNON!" Harry screamed back, tears now fully running down his face, anger seething behind his eyes. James Potter had just given him hope and ripped it out of him again.

A full leatherbound with three pages written in it and about 300 empty pages, Harry thought he'd get to relive part of his father's life and now he gets tasked with finding a few dumb relics and defeating Voldemort, of course, that's what he was meant to do because everyone expects the 14-year-old to save the world, to save the innocents, to be the beacon of light. No, not anymore, fuck the beacon of light, Harry would be more than that, he would be the Master of Death, The Harbinger of Death, The Harbinger of the Deathly Hallows.

A moment of clarity overcame Harry then, a path was set out for him, by destiny or whomever. By his father or Dumbledore. Harry refused it, He'd make his own path, Power for the sake of power is meaningless, the words echoed in Harry's mind. "Power for the sake of Power" Harry repeated aloud. He'd stop making noise by this point and could hear his uncle clambering down the hall towards his room, Vernon fumbled with a set of keys and made to unlock Harry's bedroom door, Harry prepared himself, and grabbed his wand from the bedside table and pointed it at the door. Vernon charged in but froze when he saw Harry with his wand pointed at his chest, "You're not allowed to use that outside of that school freak" Vernon snarled, "Call me that again Dursley" Harry said calmly a wave of indifference washed over him, an unreasonable calm. "That's what you are, you're a freak, you have freak friends and go to a freak school, I thought I could beat it out of you when you were younger, perhaps I'll give it another go" Vernon said and began to advance on Harry.

"No," Harry said quietly, his calm demeanour fading quickly, again Vernon stopped in his tracks, "you're the freak really, you're the one that kicked the shit out of a child, who didn't know how to stop what was happening to him, you're the one that beat me, broke my bones and broke them again when they healed overnight, you're the one that locked me in a fucking cupboard for 10 years, you and your ugly wife and you're fat fucking son are the freaks that have tormented me for 13 years for BEING BORN!" As Harry spoke his voice grew louder until he was shouting the last few words. Vernon was furious, he approached Harry again, his fists in a ball ready to strike a look of pure hatred in his eyes, "I'll kill you for that freak" Vernon snarled as he approached. Harry took a moment, everything went in slow motion, as Vernon approached him, he knew what he was about to do, and it filled him with a sense of duty, a few bad guys off the board if you will. Harry was going to end this once and for all, he wouldn't be back

"Bombarda," Harry said quietly, closing his eyes, as Vernon's own widened in surprise, A white light shot out of the end of Harry's wand and impacted Vernon's chest, causing an explosion. A grunt was the last thing Vernon Dursley ever did as his chest exploded in a wave of blood and sinew covering Harry and his room in hot red ooze. A Scream could be heard behind Vernon as his mangled corpse fell to the ground, Petunia was there holding Dudley as they watched Vernon die, "You've killed him!" Petunia screamed, tears flooding her eyes, Dudley looked shocked but overcame it quickly, he let a scream of rage out and charged Harry "Bombarda" again Harry shot the blasting curse at his cousin, and a similar fate befell him as his chest cavity exploded, blood exploding with it covering walls and harry once again. "Diffindo," Harry said, pointing the wand at his last remaining relative. Petunia's eyes widened in shock as a large cut on her neck seeped open and blood pooled next to her in the hall, she clamped her hands around her neck and fell to the ground gurgling on her own blood.

Harry breathed a long sigh, He had just killed three people, quite brutally in fact. After a few deep breaths, Harry began to collect his things, he shoved everything into his Trunk and shrunk the trunk down to fit in his pocket, and then he left 4 Privet Drive. He walked to the edge of the driveway and turned around, looking at the place that caused him so much torment, the place that taught him to hate. He pointed his want and muttered "incendio" streams of fire shot out of the tip of Harry's wand and bathed the house in fire. People would show up soon. The ministry because of underage magic, Dumbledore because presumably, the blood wards on his home failed now that petunia was dead possibly muggle police if anyone heard the screaming, definitely the muggle fire department. Yes, people were coming. And so Harry sat down on the pavement and waited for them.

It did not take long for people to start arriving but the first person to show up was surprising to Harry, as the sun began to rise a loud crack was heard "Merlin!" A familiar voice shouted as the red glow of the blazing house fell into the view of Arthur Weasley. "Harry!" Arthur shouted and ran to him, grimacing at Harry's looks, covered head to toe in the blood that had now dried slightly, Harry looked at him, and said nothing, "Harry, what happened? Are you okay?" Arthur was frantic at this point, "The clock! It said you were in danger so I got here as fast as I could, Molly is beside herself! Where's your family?" He asked crouching in front of the boy, "They're still inside, Dead" Harry replied flatly, halfheartedly pointing to the fiery mess behind him. Arthur nodded and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Come on, I'll take you to the Burrow and you can get cleaned up, I'm sure Dumbledore will want to speak with you." He extended his hand towards Harry and Harry took it feeling a pull on his navel as the pair apparated to the Burrow.

They appeared in the kitchen, the sun had barely risen but the majority of the Weasley Family were awake and all had worried looks on their faces. As they appeared every face turned towards Harry and the looks of worry, shock, and disgust at his current appearance were evident on everyone's faces, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Molly and Ginny were all looking at him, frozen in place unable to move or speak. Finally, Molly snapped out of her trance and rushed at the boy looking him over, "Harry what happened dear?" She exclaimed, checking him over for any injuries, of course, there were none. "They were going to kill me," Harry said flatly, pulling out his wand and vanishing most of the blood on him, although the blood that had dried properly still remained. "I could see it in his eyes, They'd had enough, I'd had enough, I snapped, Vernon, he rushed at me and I-" Harry closed his eyes and felt the adrenaline that he didn't know was coursing through him, disappear and his legs felt shaky. His knees gave way and he grabbed hold of Arthur to keep him on his feet. "Here Harry take a seat," Arthur said as he pulled a chair out next to Ginny and guided Harry into it. "Please continue," Arthur said. Harry thanked Arthur and took a deep breath before continuing his account "Vernon he charged at me, he was going to beat me to death I could see it, he's tried it before, so I beat him to it…I killed him." Harry said morosely, although there wasn't a hint of regret in his eyes, "Dudley saw that, he got mad and did the same thing, he had that same look in his eyes, so I killed him as well. Then, Petunia, she wouldn't shut up. Kept screaming about how I killed her husband, so I slit her throat then set the place on fire." Harry finished, he wouldn't usually be so open about it, but he wanted to gauge the reactions of the Weasleys. Arthur looked angry, not at Harry though, but at Vernon, Molly was flabbergasted, she had taken a few steps back and had her mouth covered, the twins looked morose, and in contemplation, Hermione was obviously astounded that Harry had done what he had, Ron hadn't processed everything yet, that was okay, he'd get around to it, and Ginny. Ginny looked…almost pleased…she had a strange look on her face, approving might be the best way to describe it. She very gently placed a hand over his and give a light squeeze.

"Well?" Harry said, after giving Ginny a brief smile, "That's what happened I murdered three people in cold blood and used underage magic, the ministry will be looking for me, I'm sure they'll be able to find me here, Who's going to help me make sure they don't?" Harry said standing to his feet, "Anyone?" Fred and George stood up first, "You did what you had to do," George said, "And we understand why you did it" Fred continued, "We'll help however we can," The twins said in unison. Molly was next, "You're a murderer," She said, her hands shaking in rage, "I want you out of my house," She said quietly, Harry nodded and went to leave but Arthur pushed him back down into his chair gently, "he's a 14-year-old boy, that needs help Molly, We're going to help him." Arthur stated matter of factly. The husband and wife duo stared at each other for a long time before Molly sighed and walked out of the kitchen, Arthurs hand was still on Harry's shoulder and he gave it a squeeze before removing it. And standing quietly behind Harry.

Hermione spoke up next, "Harry" she started softly, "You...You killed your family, and you don't look sorry about that-" "I'm not" Harry interrupted Hermione sighed, "Then I can't help you, I'm sorry Harry" She said tears welling in her eyes, "Hermione" Harry said genuinely shocked, "No please" He stared at her as she got up beginning to sob and ran out of the room. "Sorry mate," Ron said biting the inside of his cheek, "this is a lot, I…I think I'm with Hermione on this I know you did what you thought was right but this…this is a step too far" Ron rose from his chair and Harry's heart sank, Molly, Hermione and Ron. his two best friends and the closest thing he's ever had to a mother all turned against him because he decided to go against his fate.

He looked at Fred, George and Arthur, nodding at each of them individually, a non-verbal sign of thanks then finally his eyes gazed down at his hand, which was firmly in the grasp of Ginny, she hadn't moved, hadn't spoken but she was still there sitting next to him, "I'm with you Harry, always" Ginny said looking into his eyes, Harry nodded at her and held her gaze, "Why?" He asked simply "You saved my life, and almost died in the process, you're so selfless, and you did something that you probably had to do, and people are turning against you, and they'll continue to turn against you once news gets out and you need people and -" Harry squeezed her hand back, as she began to ramble and that caused her to stop mid-sentence, "Thank you, Ginny," He said simply. Fred and George came up behind him and grasped his shoulder, Arthur did the same, "It appears as though we're all you have at the moment Harry, you want help? You've got it, the four of us for now" Arthur said.

Harry's heart was aching, on one hand, the four Weasleys that stuck with him filled his heart with joy, he wasn't being judged on what is objectively, the most monstrous thing he's ever done, and on the other hand Ron, Hermione and Molly had abandoned them, he didn't know where they were, probably still in the Burrow somewhere but he couldn't hear them padding around. The five fell into a comfortable silence for a while, all sitting down at the table in the kitchen contemplating their plans, Ginny and Harry stayed where they were. Their hands still intertwined with each other.

A crack was heard somewhere in the house and harry shot up his wand in his hand, pointing at the door to the kitchen, then a second crack was heard behind them, all five had their wands trained on the man that had just apparated into the kitchen of the Burrow, a tall man, with a long white beard, half-moon spectacles and a twinkle in his eyes that were unmistakable.

"Harry you need to come with me," Professor Albus Dumbledore said calmly, "I can keep you safe" Dumbledore's wand was in his hand, resting at his side. Harry couldn't help but stare at it, The invisibility cloak, the resurrection stone, and the elder wand "You'll keep me safe, just like I was safe at the Dursleys?" Harry said carefully, he didn't want Dumbledore to think he was going to be aggressive here. "Not quite, my boy, you were safer at Privet Drive than you would be where we are going but it'll have to do," Dumbledore said extending his arm for Harry to take, "No," Harry said defiantly, the four were standing behind him, wands still trained on Dumbledore, however, he didn't seem to take notice, Dumbledore's only focus right now was Harry. "They beat me, professor," Harry said, "They hated me, they wanted nothing to do with me, they starved me, broke my bones, burned me, locked me in a cupboard, treated me like a slave, I didn't know my own name until I was 6, I thought I was called 'Freak' or 'Boy' and you were the one that left me there," Harry said, and Dumbledore lost some of that twinkle in his eyes, "Harry I'm sorry but the ministry is coming for you, you killed three muggles, I need to get you away from them, I need to get you to safety," Dumbledore said, taking a step forward "Harry please," Harry's lip quivered, He felt Aurthurs hand on his arm, and ginnys hand in his own, he knew arthur had a plan, in a split second Harry shouted "Expelliarmus!" and pointed his wand at Dumbledore who was not expecting to be attacked, despite five wands trained on him, the elder wand flew through the air and into Harry's hand and with a crack the five disappeared from the burrow leaving Dumbledore alone.

Harry landed hard the wind knocked out of him, he was laying on cold cobblestone, and a weight was pressed on top of him, "Now now Ginny there are people watching don't want to jump the poor boy yet do we?" Fred said with a smirk, even in the toughest of times, he still knew how to crack a joke, Ginny had fallen too as they appeared, right on top of Harry, She was blushing profusely as they all stood up and dusted themselves off, "Diagon Ally?" Harry asked turning to look at Arthur, "You need to get into Gringotts, the ministry has no jurisdiction there and hopefully that can bide us time to find a place to hide" Arthur explained, "Why did you take his wand, Harry?" Ginny asked looking down at the second wand in Harry's hand, "It's a long story, kind of, I don't have all the answers yet but the wand belongs to me, it's kind of a family heirloom I suppose" Harry said.

The five made their way up the empty ally towards Gringotts bank quickly, all the shops lining each side of the ally hadn't opened yet as it was only 6 or so in the morning, as they made their way up the marble staircase Harry looked behind him and saw groups of people apparating into the Ally, in red robes, "Aurors" Arthur said, "Everyone inside quickly" he said as he opened the large doors into the bank.

The door closed behind them and they found themselves in the atrium of Gringotts and it was extremely empty no customers and only a single Goblin teller at one of the desks, "Ah Mr Potter I've been expecting you" The goblin said looking up from his piles of galleons and precious gems, "Please come with me" He said and got down from his desk. The group quickly moved over to the goblin and began to walk behind him as he lead them through the hallways of the bank into an office overlooking the ally with a large window, Harry could see scores of Aurors in their red robes waiting at the doors of Gringotts, "You've caused quite a stir this morning My lord" Harry was the only one with surprise written on his face, "My lord" He asked, "Well yes of course, but we'll get into that soon enough, my name is Griphook, I'm in charge of the Potter Vaults and I have been expecting you, for quite some time, you see, the Potters are an old family with a seat on the Wizengamot, which currently remain empty, only the Lord potter can sit at the said seat and seeing as the last lord potter died thirteen years ago, that leaves the spot vacant until you come of age at seventeen, however you are not seventeen so in order to take up your lordship you must be emancipated." Griphook explained. "I'm sorry" Harry began, taking a seat on the couch across from Griphook's desk, The others remained standing. "This has been an extremely hectic few hours, you're suggesting I get emancipated?" Harry asked and Griphook simply nodded, "I am indeed My Lord" Griphook stated.

Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Alright and how do we do that?" Harry said just accepting all this for now. Griphook opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a few items. "The signing of a few documents is a good place to start," Griphook said, "These documents are emancipation papers, stating that you are of sound and mind, with guardians who are unfit to take care of a child, and that you are able to provide for yourself, this is all true assuming the rumours floating around about your actions earlier this morning are accurate." Harry sighed, "Is news spreading that quickly?" Harry asked shocked, "Lord Malfoy apparently told the prophet, it'll be in the morning edition of the paper" Harry groaned in frustration, "Doesn't matter, Yes all of that applies to me, there's enough in my vault to last a lifetime," Harry said closing his eyes, Griphook nodded and handed harry a quill. He quickly signed the paper and it glowed yellow before fading again, "Congratulations Lord potter you are not officially an adult, the trace has been removed from you and you are free to do as you wish, the next document is to prove that you are indeed Harry Potter and are eligible for the potter Lordship, as well as any other Lordships you may be entitled to, if you could place a finger on the parchment it'll take a small drop of blood and check everything is in order, this shouldn't take long" Harry did as he was asked and again the parchment glowed yellow but didn't fade nearly as quickly, it stayed yellow for quite some time. "What's happening?" Ginny whispered behind him, "No clue" Harry responded quietly.

"I'm sorry Lord Potter this should not be taking as long as it is," Griphook said staring at the parchment. Another five minutes passed in silence before the parchment stopped glowing and where Harry pricked his finger lay 3 ornate rings, all Golden bands one with a ruby, one with an emerald, and one with a dark stone. "Ah it seems there are two more lordships you can claim, let's see we have the Potters which we knew about, the Ruby ring represents the Potter family, The Black Family is the emerald ring, your grandmother was a black and seeing as Mr Sirius Black is an escaped convict he is not eligible for the lordship and neither is one Draco Malfoy, due to a clause in a marriage contract between Lucious Malfoy and Narcissa Black. Finally, we have the Peverall ring here the Peveralls are a very old family thought to have died out. But apparently, they live on through the Potters!" Everyone looked at Griphook speechless, "Three Lordships? I have no interest in politics I don't want to sit in on Wizengamot meetings and argue with Malfoy about the eligibility of Muggleborns in wizarding society, what if I don't take the lordships" Harry asked, not sure of the upside of being a lord of three ancient and noble houses. "You of course are not required to take the Lordships but you will not be able to access the Vaults or Records regarding these families with the exception of your trust vault, not to mention you won't have access to the family magics" Harry stood silent for a while, He felt Ginny's soft hand on his shoulder as he contemplated, "Gringotts vaults aren't just for gold, Harry, they could hold something useful, something to get us out of this mess" Ginny whispered in his ear. Harry nodded to her, seeing her point to be valid, "Tell me about family magic, what does that mean?" Harry asked Griphook and the goblin began to explain.

"Family magic Is dedicated magic that is bound by blood to members of a family, it cannot be used by anyone else unless they have that blood in their veins, for example, the Black family magic is very ritualistic in nature, specialising in rituals that will enhance the body and minds of the individuals that partake. The potters are very adept at physical magics to improve the body either temporarily or permanently as well as healing magic, and the Peverall's I'm afraid don't have any documentation on the family magics so I cannot say if they have a speciality or not."

Harry took a moment to decide before nodding, "Alright I'll take the lordships" He said quietly thoughts running through his head faster than he could comprehend them. "Very well, simply place the Potter ring and Black rings on your fingers, if you would excuse me for one moment I detect some dark magic on the Peverell ring which I can remove with ease. Harry did as he was asked and put the rings on his index and middle finger on his right hand. He took a look at the two closely as Griphook left the room with the Peverell ring.

"This is insane," Harry said immediately standing up and looking at the quiet Weasleys behind him, "Like this is batshit crazy I have no idea how to be a lord!" Harry said frantically, "It's alright Harry, you have people here to help," Arthur said gently, looking into Harry's emerald eyes, "Fred George? Your thoughts?" Harry asked looking at the identical twins "Could be good for a laugh" George said "Having people calling you 'My lord' sounds very…medieval. And I'm a fan" Fred added with a mischievous grin, Harry couldn't help but laugh at the pair, He shook his head and turned to Ginny "And you?" He asked, "Harry I told you, I'm with you every step of the way, I think you made the right decision," She said comfortingly and smiled at him. "Thank you," Harry said sincerely and kept his eyes on the door waiting for the return of Griphook.

After what felt like hours Griphook returned to the room shaking slightly, "I'm sorry for the delay Lord Potter, whatever dark magic that was within this ring is now gone, but it took a large amount of effort, we Goblins pride ourselves on out curse-breaking ability and even this was a challenge of extreme proportions but it was successful, here you are" Griphook said handing Harry the Peverell ring. Harry placed the Peverall ring on his right ring finger a wave of magic flooded over him, the emerald, ruby and dark stone ring melded into one on his ring finger. This new single ring had the stone in the centre a smaller ruby on the left side of it and a smaller emerald on the right with the Potter, Peverell and Black sigils running along the band of the ring.

"Is that everything Griphook?" Harry asked, he needed sleep, something to eat, and time to process all this information, he took a quick look out the window to see that the Aurors were still waiting for him outside, how are we going to get out of here? Harry thought to himself, "Almost, My Lord" Griphook said and behind him, he could hear the twins stifling laughter.

"We need to go over the contents of each vault," Griphook said and Harry nodded, Griphook took out another document and handed it to Harry.

Vault contents on the Combined Vaults of Peverell, Black, and Potter

Monetary Value:

300 million Galleons

Properties owned:

Potter Manor - Glen Coe, Scotland

Potter Cottage - Godric's Hollow

House of Gaunt - Little Hangleton

13 Grimmauld Place - London

Items of note:

4 Suits of Dragonhide Armor

A selection of Goblin Made weapons including Swords, Daggers, Bows, and Spears -Potter Vault

A selection of Tomes regarding the Family history of the Peverell, Potter and Black lines. - All Vaults

A selection of tomes regarding ritualistic magic - Black Vault

Precious Gems - All Vaults

Rare Alchemical ingredients - Peverell Vault

Dark Artifacts

Stock:

30% share in the Daily Prophet - Potter Family

20% share in Ollivander's Wand Makers - Potter Family

"Merlin," Harry said when he finished reading the document, "I need time to go over all of this properly, Can I take this with me?" Harry asked pointing to the document on Griphooks desk, "Of course lord potter" Harry nodded, "Is that everything then?" Harry asked beginning to stand up "Yes it is My Lord have a pleasant day, if you require assistance leaving the building I do suggest you call a house-elf, It seems there is somewhat of a crowd outside waiting for you"

Harry turned to the four Weasleys when an Idea struck him, "can Gringotts ward Potter Manor? To make it impenetrable?" Harry asked Griphook took a moment to think about that and eventually nodded, "We can get Potter manor as close to impenetrable as possible when we're done it'll be safer than Hogwarts." Harry nodded satisfied with that answer, "I'd like that, take whatever funds you need out of my Vaults, and if it's possible to combine the three vaults that would be fabulous" Harry said, eager to leave and get to sleep. "Of course, My Lord" Griphook began to write on some parchment presumably to set those requests up.

"Dobby!" Harry exclaimed and the excitable little elf popped into existence, "Master Harry Potter sir calls for Dobby" Dobby said a huge grin on his face, "Can you take us to Potter Manor, It's in Glen Coe" Dobby nodded and took Harry's hand, the Weasleys all grabbed a hold of each other and Ginny grabbed onto Harry before Dobby Whisked them away to Scotland.