Harry goes shopping for school supplies with Professor Snape.

"And you think these people can be trusted why?" Octavia demanded as Harry got ready to go out for the day.

Harry was going to go school shopping with the Professor he shot in the knee with Rocksalt.

"Oh Via I don't trust them as far as I can throw them." Harry said as he put his flintlock inside his coat. "But I would like to learn about my birth family so if I do actually learn magic I don't know yet that's a plus. Also Dumbledore said I could carry my flintlock with me on school grounds so hey silver lining."

Octavia narrowed her eyes.

"I promise I won't hesitate to put these wizards in their place if they cross me." Harry sweared putting up a hand.

"You'd better. Your part of the Goetia family you know. We have a reputation to uphold."

"Your starting to sound like your mum."

"Uuugh." Octavia groaned. "Kill me now."

"I believe that would violate my family oath." Harry said heaving his bag over his shoulder.. "I'll bring you back some sweets."

"I'd better get some fucking candy." Octavia grumbled following her baby brother to the front hall. Blasting FuckYouDad through her earbuds.

"Got your cash card?"

"Got it." Harry brought out his billfold and showed Blitzo his card connected to the Goetia bank account. Stolas allowed his children to draw on the family account for their various needs and wants as long as they didn't go overboard and always monitored their purchases.

"Flintlock?"

"Never leave home without it."

"Hellphone for quick escapes?"

"Charged and auto text ready to fire." if Harry presses the bottom of his screen 3 times rapidly it automatically sends a text to Blitzo.

"Good boy." Blitz tosses a piece of Harry's favorite fruit candy in the air and Harry caught it with an Mmm.

"Are we ready Blitzy?" Stolas asked.

"Just one more hug?" Blitzo asked.

Harry hugged his Imp father before a portal opened up on the floor behind him and he jumped inside.

"Do you think he's ready for the Living World?" Blitzo asked his husband.

"I'd be more concerned for the Living World to be perfectly honest."

"What? I'm right aren't I?" Octavia asked her parents. "Going to the mall." She left the two husbands to themselves.

"The children are out for a while Blitzy." Stolas nibbles on one of Blitzos horns.

"Boxley!" Blitzo called as Stolas swept him off his feet. "The kids are out!"

The heavy set imp Butler calmly placed the last piece of Silver in its place and took off his butlers jacket following his two lovers upstairs.

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On the other side of he portal the teachers and Headmaster Dumbledore gathered in the Great Hall in preparation for Mr Goetias arrival. Suddenly with the smell of sulfur a portal opened and out jumped a 10 year old human boy with his own bag around his shoulder.

"Good morning Headmaster." Harry said.

"Your journey was quick?"

"Oh yes Papa Stolas' portal spell is practically instant travel. It's one reason why my Dads assassination company is so successful."

"How does that work?" A dwarfish professor asked curiously.

"Basically sinners damned to Hell come to my Dad and hire his company to take out anyone who screwed them over in life." Harry said. "And usually it's people who are really bitter. Not everyone who goes to Hell is out for revenge most just enjoy the chaos."

"Ahem. I believe introductions are in order? These will be your teachers for the school year. Professor Sinistra teaches Astronomy."

"Dropping. Learned that before age 7. Papa Stolas is a very thorough astronomy teacher. I could probably pass the highest level astronomy exam wizards have with flying colors.

"A bold statement Mr. Goetia. Fine then we will allow you to sit the Astronomy NEWT exam at the end of the year." Professor Sinistra stated with a raised eye.

"Professor Sprout is our Herbology teacher whose subject will go hand in hand with Professor Snape our Potions Master."

"Professor Sprouts. Harry shook the woman's hand. "Professor Snape I can hope we can start over with no hard feelings about me shooting you, you lot DID kidnap me after all AND you tried to seize my only means of protection through that disarming spell."

The older man merely snarled and turned his head.

"Okay then. Welp I have witnesses." Harry said casually.

"Professor Mcgonagall is our Transfiguration teacher and my Deputy Headmistress."

"Professor." Harry shook Minerva's hand.

"And Professor Flitwick teaches Charms."

Harry shook the dwarfs hand.

"These are our core subjects in Hogwarts in your third year you will be eligible for extracurricular subjects or specialty subjects like Ancient Runes and Arithmancy."

"My apologies Professor But May we please get a move on I'd rather this day be over with." Snape said with a harsh tone.

"Of course. While he may be rough around the edges Professor Snape shall be your guide through Diagon Alley for your first trip. Here is your list of supplies and books you will need for your first year." Dumbledore Handed Harry an envelope with his name on it.

Harry Rameses Goetia

Children's Wing Second Bedroom

Goetia Palace

Pride Ring, Hell

"That level of detail and you believed I was being tortured?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"Pardon our ignorance my dear boy our only experiences with the concept of Hell come from Christian Muggles."

"understandable."

"Come along Potter."

"That's Goetia Professor." Harry glared.

"Goetia then dammit I don't have all day."

"Severus." Albus warmed. "Do keep in mind that this is a young wizard who knows very little of our world or even the Living World itself. He is relying on you to guide him and keep him from danger."

Turning and swishing his cloak for dramatic effect gave Harry a handful of strange powder.

"This is floo powder." Snape told him. "Wizards can travel through fireplaces as long as that fireplace is hooked up so to speak to the registered floo network. You simply say your destination very clearly and drop the powder to the floor. Like so.

"Toms Bar, Diagon Alley." The older wizard vanished with a whoosh of fire.

"Not nervous are we?" Albus asked.

"I grew up in Hell Professor I'm no stranger to fire." Harry said confidently. He walked up to the fireplace held out his hand and said "Toms Bar, Diagonally."

"Oh dear." Dumbledore said.

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Harry popped out in a strange but wonderful shop. His papa Stolas would feel right at home here. Dark and magical looking tomes lined its walls and occasionally Harry would find magical artifacts.

"Good afternoon." Came a silky voice.

Harry looked up to see an older looking man with long silver blonde hair.

"Are you the owner of this wonderful shop sir?" Harry asked.

Lucius raised an eyebrow. He'd heard several things about Borgin and Burkes but he'd never heard it called Wonderful.

"No Mr. Potter But I AM a frequent patron of the shop for both buying and selling magical items.

"How do you know my old name?" Harry reaches inside his coat and gripped his flintlock.

"Your world reknowed to wizards lad." Lucius explained. "Forgive me, Lucius Malfoy." He held out his hand for Harry to shake. "I have a son your age who will be one of your classmates."

"Pleasure." Harry said calming a bit. If he had a kid his age and he was going to this school too odds are he wouldn't harm Harry. At least not openly.

"Would you care for a...guided tour?"

"Perhaps another time sir. Though I would like to by this for my Dad." He held up a cloth wrapped shriveled hand called The Hand Of Glory.

"Ahh the Hand Of Glory." An older man appeared to the two of them. "Gives Light only to the holder. Best friend of thieves and plunderers. You have fine taste boy."

"Is your father...a thief or plunderer?" Lucius asked in distaste.

"Assassin." Harry answered. Looking at a pearl necklace that said "Do not touch, curses. Has claimed the lives of 19 Muggles to date." In a display case.

"How charming."

He kinda reminds me of Papa. Harry thought as he made his purchase and put the hand in his bag. Lucius led Harry out of the shop and guided him towards a brighter alley shopping district. Aristocratic in nature but clearly powerful.

"Severus I believe I have something of yours." Lucius walked with Harry up to Severus. "He popped out right in Borgin and Burkes. He's lucky I was the one who found him some of Borgins customers are rather...unsavory."

"Thank you Mr. Malfoy." Harry said.

"Perhaps we could meet for lunch at Fortescues?" Lucius suggested. "So Harry here can meet another young wizard to be?"

Severus nodded at the idea. "Come." He took Harry's hand and guided him through the crowd of witches and wizards out doing their daily shopping.

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"Here's where you'll buy your quills, ink and parchment." Snape said pointing out a stationary store. "And Cauldrons for your potions assisgnments." He pointed at another store. "I need to pop in the apothecary to stock up on classroom ingredients for the coming term." Harry agreed to stand outside the door and the Potions Master would Collect his own ingredients needed for First Year.

Harry decided to check out the window across the street which sold broomsticks that could actually fly.

Before he could get to it however...

"Bless my soul." An elderly wiZard said doing a double take, outloud making people on the street turn. "It's Harry Potter! He's come back to us!"

Suddenly Harry found himself backed against the wall as a crowd of witches and wizards surrounded the ten year old. Several cameras flashing off in his face.

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BANG

Severus rushes out when he heard the bang and heard the sound of groaning and saw a wizard of reporter on the ground holding his knee.

"Professor! I can't find you!"

Severus sent up red sparks from his wand.

"Back the fuck up all of you!" Harry shouted and the crowd parted to let Harry pass.

"This is gonna be my whole day isn't it?" Harry asked dusting off his coat.

"If you don't follow instructions it will be."

"I suppose your right Professor I was tempted by the window across the street." Harry explained.

"Understandable for a young boy your age." Snape gave Harry the benefit of doubt. "Come along we still have to go to your bank vaults."

"Wait, I have Vaults?" Harry asked hoping he wouldn't have to rely on his Papas generosity forever.

"Your parents left you a size able estate and Trust Vault. The Potters are an ancient wizarding line dating back to the time of the school founders.

They came across a golden domed building in the middle of the district. Wizards and witches of all shapes and sizes entered and exited its revolving doors.

Enter Stranger But Take Heed

Of What Awaits The Sin Of Greed

So If You Seek Beneath Our Floors

A Treasure That Was Never Yours

Thief You Have Been Warned Beware

Of Finding More Than Treasure There.

After reading this cryptic message Harry followedProfessor Snape into Gringotts Bank.

To Be Continued

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I really like Draco Harry friendship stories and they'll have more in common in this story than the original series so Ron will have to take rock salt in the knee cap for being a racist (Planesist?) Douche when he finds out Harry lives in Hell And is being raised by the Hellborn.

The rocksalt to the kneecap is gonna be a running gag regardless of who gets it at the time.