Enough is Enough
AN: I'm back everyone. I know that I've been gone for quite a while. A lot has been going on in my life that I just haven't had the time to write, but hopefully I will be able to update my stories more often. Here is chapter two in Enough is Enough. I hope you will like it.
Chapter 02
June 27, 1996
"Master Harry Potter, sir! You must be getting up!"
Harry was startled awake by a frantic Dobby. He tried to sit up, but found that he couldn't. Looking down, he saw a mass of blonde hair splayed across his chest and remembered the events of last night. With a smile on his face, Harry slowly shifted out from underneath Daphne to get out of bed.
"Miss Daffie must be getting home. Miss' father is waiting for her. Dobby is locking Miss Daffie's bathroom. Miss' father is thinking miss in shower."
"Thanks, Dobby. Let me wake her up. Daph." Harry whispered, trying to wake her up.
"Five more minutes, Tori."
Harry chuckled.
"It's, Harry. You have to get home before your father finds out that you're gone."
Daphne was startled by Harry's voice. Sitting up, she was confused as to where she was. She saw Harry smiling down at her and a flood of memories filled her brain. Remembering last night brought a radiant smile to her face as she walked over to Harry to give him a passionate kiss.
"Good morning to you too."
"That was the best sleep I've had in a long time."
"Me too. You need to get going so that your dad doesn't notice that you're away. He thinks that you're taking a shower right now. Dobby can pop you to your bathroom."
"Thanks, I can pretend to go to Tracy's house for the day and come back to start planning. I'll have to be back in time for dinner."
"Great, just call for Dobby and he can bring you back."
"I'll see you soon," said Daphne before giving him one last kiss.
Daphne taking Dobby's hand, they popped away.
Harry decided that he needed to make a list of things that he had to accomplish and a list of skills that he wanted to learn. He found a pen and paper and began to make plans. Being Muggle raised, Harry never understood why the Wizarding World insisted upon using quills and parchment. Pens could last a long time, were less messy, and a lot easier to write with. Parchment was just too expensive. Chalking it up to the Wizarding World's bigotry of Muggles, Harry returned his attention to his task as hand.
After a while, Dobby popped back into Harry's room, startling him and causing him to fall out of his chair. Smiling sheepishly at Dobby, Harry picked himself up and turned towards Dobby.
"Master Harry Potter, sir. Dobby is sleeping at Hogwarts last night and is telling Winky about working for Master Harry Potter." Dobby cautiously spoke.
Harry was suddenly worried that Dumbledore knew that he had hired Dobby.
"Dobby, do you have to obey Dumbledore?"
"No Master Harry Potter, sir!" Dobby replied quickly. "Dobby was free elf and now loyal to Master."
Relieved, Harry said, "Please, Dobby call me just Harry, or if you must, sir."
"Yes Harry Potter, sir! You is too kind!" Cried Dobby, wrapping himself around Harry's knees.
"Now, Dobby is there anything I can do for you?"
"Dobby is speaking to Winky and Winky is wanting to serve a family again."
"Dobby, are you asking me if I will bind Winky to the Potter family?"
Dobby nodded.
"Could you please bring her here?"
With a pop Dobby was gone again.
Sitting down, Harry wondered what Hermione would say if she found out that Harry had House Elves. Soon, his mind was thinking about other things. Harry wanted to believe that his friendships were real, but right now, he was only positive about Daphne. Because he was always with Ron and Hermione, Harry never really had a chance to make friends with anyone else.
Of course Harry had talked to people, but he had never been close to anyone. Dudley made sure that he had never had any friends before Hogwarts, so Harry was afraid of losing the few friends that he did have. Now, he was wondering if he should have gotten to know some other people. He had lived in the same dorm as Neville for five years, and like all the other people, he thought that Neville was weak. Yet, he was the only person, other than Harry, still standing at the end of the battle.
Harry decided to wait until Daphne came back to discuss what he should do. Harry planned on contacting Neville to get to know him better.
A few minutes later, Dobby popped back with Winky, who Harry recognized as Barty Crouch Senior's former Elf.
"Winky, you want to be bonded to my family?"
Winky nodded rapidly, staring up at him with hopeful eyes.
"Okay. I, Harry James Potter, claim the House Elf Winky as a servant of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter. So mote it be."
"Thank you! Thank you Master Harry Potter, sir!" cried Winky.
"Welcome to the family Winky. Now, I want to talk to both of you about some rules. One, I don't want either of you hurting yourself, ever. Two, I want both of you to wear clothes."
"Master…" Winky cried, but was interrupted by Harry.
"I'm not freeing you. I want you to dress nicely. Perhaps a maid's dress for you and a shirt and slacks for Dobby. Next, I want you both to have the weekends off."
"Master Harry Potter, sir! That is too much. We is not needing rest." Dobby said.
"Dobby, I want you both to have some time for yourselves. You can take the time to learn something or have fun. If you want to do something, let me know and I can give you the money for it."
"Master is too kind!" wailed the two House Elves, tears beginning to fall.
"Winky be hearing from Dobby that Master Harry Potter is the greatest wizard in the world. Master is too nice. Winky need no free time. Winky lives to serve."
"There must be something that you want to do. Do you like to draw or sew?" Harry asked.
"Winky is wanting to paint, Master Harry Potter, sir." Winky replied in an embarrassed tone.
"Great! If I give you some money, can you buy yourself supplies?" Harry asked to which Winky nodded.
"Okay, one last rule. I've already told Dobby this a few times, but he seems to have forgotten. I don't want you to call me master. I want to be your employer, friend even."
Dobby looked down in shame.
"Dobby, that's okay. You're still getting used to it. I'm not going to punish you if you accidentally call me master. Just please try to call me just Harry."
"Thank you, Master!" Dobby cried.
"Can you two stay at Hogwarts so that Dumbledore doesn't become suspicious. I'm going to have to do some things that he won't agree with."
"Of course Harry Potter, sir!" replied Dobby immediately, while Winky looked unsure.
Suddenly Dobby popped away, most likely to retrieve Daphne.
Scene Break
Dobby had just Apparated Daphne into her bathroom. Looking around, Daphne heard that he shower was on.
"Dobby be turning shower on so Miss Daffie's father is thinking Miss Daffie be in shower."
"Thank you, Dobby. I'll call you when I'm ready to go see Harry."
After Dobby popped away, Daphne undressed and stepped into the shower. Inside the shower, Daphne relaxed and let the warm water run down her body while she closed her eyes and remembered when Harry had kissed her for the first time.
Stepping out of the shower, Daphne got dressed and went across the hall to Astoria's room. She opened the door just as Astoria was putting on her socks.
"What are you so damn happy about?" asked Astoria.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Your smile. It's almost blinding me. You looked like you finally kissed Potter or something."
Daphne blushed and quickly turned around to stroll out of the room. Pausing by the door, she turned her head and said, "I need to talk to you tonight."
Walking slowly for Astoria to catch up, Daphne resumed her 'Ice Queen' demeanor as she and Astoria descended the stairs and made their way into the family dining room.
Tipsy, one of the Greengrass' House Elves served the two girls their favorite breakfasts and bowed out. Lord Greengrass barely glanced at his two daughters. He was too busy reading the Daily Prophet. Daphne noticed that her father was looking very tired this morning.
'The Dark Lord must be angry and punishing his followers. Serves him right.' Daphne thought with an internal smirk.
Astoria noticed her sister's dark look and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Later," mouthed Daphne to which Astoria accepted this with a nod.
"Can you pass the syrup please?" Astoria asked.
The syrup was in front of her father, but he did not even reply.
"Father, can you pass the syrup please." She asked again.
This time, a grunt was her reply, but Lord Greengrass still did not make any motion to hand her the syrup.
With a resigned sigh, Daphne got up, walked over to her father, and took the syrup back to where she and Astoria were sitting.
At the end of breakfast, Daphne and Astoria excused themselves from the table.
"Father, can I visit Tracey today?" Daphne asked and only received another grunt.
Instead of asking again, Daphne grabbed Astoria's arm and led them back into Astoria's room.
"Daphne, what are we going to do? Father chose to follow the Dark Lord, but You-Know-Who doesn't care about anyone. When he's done with the Muggle-Borns and Half-Bloods, he'll just turn on us." Astoria cried.
"Shh, calm down, Tori. I'm going to make sure we're alright. Give me a few days to figure this out. I'll sneak into your room tonight, so wait up for me."
"You're not actually going to Tracey's house are you?"
"I'm going to stop by, but I'll be mostly somewhere else. I can't tell you now, but we'll figure it out. We'll be alright." Daphne said while giving Astoria a hug.
Since their parents did not show them any attention, Daphne and Astoria were very close and knew each other better than anyone. Despite Astoria being a year younger, the two sisters would have been almost identical if they had the same color hair. Daphne's was a beautiful golden blonde, while Astoria's was a deep brown.
"I'll be gone all day, but will be back in time for dinner, so be careful. Father's not in a very good mood, so steer clear of him. I'll fill you in on everything tonight."
"Be safe, Daphne."
Daphne left her sister and made her way into the Entrance Hall. Taking a handful of Floo Powder and throwing it into the fireplace, she shouted, "Davis Manor!"
Tracey, although a Half-Blood was accepted by the Slytherins because her father came from a Noble House and lived in a Pure-Blood manor.
The Davis' House Elf, Mips, popped in and told Daphne and Tracey was in her bedroom. Making her way upstairs, Daphne felt much more relaxed at the Davis Manor than at her own family manor. Greengrass Manor was decorated too formally. Davis Manor actually felt like a place that someone would want to live in.
"Tracey?" called Daphne, coming into Tracey's room.
Like most Pure Blood witches, Tracey's bedroom was very spacious with regal-looking furniture. In the middle was a king-sized four poster bed with an unnecessary amount pillows, along with a giant stuffed bunny that Tracey had won at a fair. On one side of the bedroom was a sitting area, with sofas and couches. On the other was a desk and bookshelf. Unlike most Pure Bloods, Tracey's parents allowed her to put up posters and pictures to 'personalize' her room.
"Over here!" shouted Tracey from her desk, she had been getting a head start on her Transfiguration essay.
"Trace, can we talk?"
"Let me finish this sentence first then sure."
When Tracey was finished, the two girls made their way over to the bed and sat on top of the covers, facing each other.
"Last night, father informed Astoria and I that he had taken the mark."
Tracey gasped and put her hands to her mouth.
"I'm so sorry," she said, giving her friend a hug.
Hugging her back, Daphne said, "I'm running away with Harry and we're bringing Astoria along."
"You and Potter, huh?"
"Shut up."
"Did Potter finally kiss you?"
"Tracey…"
"Oh! He did, didn't he?" squealed Tracey.
"Fine. Yes he did. He had his House Elf bring me to him last night so that we could talk. Running away was actually his idea."
"Gryffindor's Golden Boy isn't going to be Dumbledore's pet anymore? Tracey asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Something like that. We'll be gone in a few days. Don't tell anyone. Father's most likely going to ask you if you know anything. Keep you Occlumency Shields up. I have to go back to Harry's relative's house, but father thinks that I'll be here all day. If he comes looking, call for Dobby. He's Harry's new elf. He'll be able to bring me here if father comes looking."
"Okay, but you better owl me after you leave!"
"Of course I will. I'll be back later so I can Floo home from your home."
"Have fun with lover boy," smirked Tracey.
"Oh shut up," replied Daphne. "Dobby!"
A small pop and Dobby appeared next to Daphne.
"Is Miss Daffie ready to go see Master Harry Potter?"
Tracey giggled at Daphne's nickname.
Glaring back, Daphne replied, "Please, Dobby."
Another pop later and they were gone.
"Wow Dobby, I never noticed earlier, but that feels a lot better than Side-Along Apparation."
"We Elves is having House Elf magic."
Daphne saw Harry sitting at his desk and plopped herself on his lap, pulling him into a deep kiss.
"Daphne, I want to introduce you to Winky, she's my new Elf, but I want her to take care of you. Winky, can you be Daphne's personal Elf this summer?"
"Winky is happy to serve Mistress!" the ecstatic House Elf announced.
"Daph, I made a list of things that we should probably do. Can you take a look?"
"I think that first we should make sure that Dumbledore didn't put and Listening or Tracking Charms on you or the house."
"Damn! What if her already knows of our plan? We can't do any magic anyway, and if we go to the park, the Order has people following me."
Timidly, Dobby said, "Master, Dobby is able to check for magic on Harry Potter's belongings."
"Great! Dobby can you and Winky sweep the whole house for Tracking and Listening Charms?"
"Of course Harry Potter, sir!" Dobby and Winky popped away, leaving Harry and Daphne alone.
"Let's wait until they come back to go over your lists."
"Fine with me," replied Harry, pulling Daphne into another kiss.
They made their way to the bed and cuddled until the two Elves returned.
"Dobby is finding Tracking spells on Harry Potter's wand glasses, Invisibility Cloak, and trunk," said Dobby when he was finished.
"Winky is finding Listening Charms in living room and kitchen."
Harry was livid. Dumbledore knew of his abuse, but continued to allow it to happen. He was hoping that he could give Dumbledore the benefit of the doubt, but the old coot had crossed the line. On the other hand, Harry was relieved that there were no Listening Charms in his bedroom, so Dumbledore did not know of his plans yet.
"Thank you Winky. Dobby, can you remove the Tracking Charms on my stuff?"
"Dobby can, but old man will find out if Dobby remove charms."
Daphne suggested, "How about transferring them to something else?"
"You're a genius!" cried Harry, pulling Daphne into a passionate kiss, while she giggled at his response.
"Dobby, can you move them to Dudley's old toys?"
Dobby nodded enthusiastically and snapped his fingers a few times, announcing that he was finished.
"Dobby, Winky, why don't you two head back to Hogwarts. We'll let you know when we need you." Harry said.
Two pops later, Harry and Daphne were alone again.
"Now that we know that we can talk freely, let's take a look at your lists."
Harry pulled out the two lists that he made and showed it to Daphne.
TO DO LIST
Go to Gringotts and ask about finances
Assume Lordship
Ask about Sirius' Last Will and Testament
Ask about parents; Last Will and Testament
Get new clothes
Get a backup wand(s)
Buy books of many subjects
Buy Pensive
Find a way around Underage Magic Laws
Daphne was impressed. She had very little to add.
"You should also take an Inheritance and Abilities test."
"What's that?"
"It's a test that shows if you inherited any other vaults or titles and what powers you have. The only people who take it anymore are Pure Bloods because it's fairly expensive, but you can afford it no problem."
"Okay we'll do that too. Is that at Gringotts, too?"
Daphne nodded. "Yup. Let's not worry about training until we get away. Let's go to Gringotts!"
"Wait. We need disguises. I can't go out looking like the Boy-Who-Lived."
"Yeah, and I'm supposed to be at Tracey's."
"Dobby?" Harry called.
Dobby and Winky appeared.
"Can you and Winky change our appearances?" inquired Daphne.
Nodding, Dobby and Winky both snapped their fingers a few times. Harry's hair lengthened to his shoulders and turned a dirty blonde, while his eyes changed to a deep brown. Daphne's hair changed into a deep auburn and Winky conjured a pair of stylish sunglasses for her to wear. Both their clothes turned into respectable robes. Looking into the mirror, they couldn't recognize themselves.
The only problem was that there was no way to hide Harry's scar. It seems that the cursed scar could not be concealed by magic.
"Winky, can you go to my room and get my makeup kit?" asked Daphne.
Two quick pops later and Winky was back with Daphne's makeup. When Harry realized what she was going to do, he blushed. He could just imagine what Malfoy would say if he found out that Harry wore makeup. After some careful color mixing to match Harry's skin color, his lightning bolt scar was now hidden.
"Dobby, Winky, can you take up to the alley outside of the Leaky Cauldron?"
Harry and Daphne each took the hand of an Elf and they were quickly Side-Along Apparated to an empty alley.
"Thanks. You can go back to what you were doing. Here's a Galleon each to buy whatever you want." Harry said.
The two Elves, with tears in their eyes, gave Harry a hug and popped away.
Harry and Daphne pulled up the hoods of their cloaks and made their way into the Leaky Cauldron. The pub looked just like it had when Harry stayed there before his third year. The teens found a quiet booth and ordered lunch, making small talk while they ate. When they were done, they got up to leave.
Opening the portal to Diagon Alley, they were greeted with an unfamiliar sight. Instead of the usual crowded streets with little children playing everywhere, the alley was very barren. The few people that actually chose to visit the alley all had their hoods drawn and were rushing from one store to another. Despite being almost noon, the alley had an indescribable feeling of darkness.
While Harry was distractedly taking in what had become of Diagon Alley, Daphne was steering them to the still magnificent building of Gringotts Bank.
Approaching a somewhat familiar Goblin teller, Daphne announced, "Good morning Master Goblin. We would like to meet with the Potter Account Manager."
"May I ask who is interested in meeting a senior account manager?" sneered the Goblin.
This time Harry spoke. "Harry Potter and Daphne Greengrass, sir."
"My apologies, Mr. Potter. I will let Riptooth know that you are here to see him."
"Thank you, Griphook." Responded Harry.
Shocked that a wizard remembered his name, Griphook couldn't help but be impressed by this wizard. The Goblin checked with Riptooth and made his way back to his booth.
"Please follow me. I will take you to Riptooth's office," Griphook instructed.
The Goblin opened a set of doors and swiftly led the teens through a maze of hallways, never checked to see if they were keeping up. Bowing, Griphook announced that they had arrived and opened a large door to a very regal-looking office. To the shock of everyone, Harry bowed back before making his way into the office. Daphne followed him in, and Riptooth told them to make themselves comfortable as Griphook excused himself.
"Mr. Potter, might I ask why you bowed to Griphook?" asked Riptooth.
"He bowed to me, so I thought it would be rude not to bow back. I'm sorry if I did something wrong. I meant no disrespect." Harry replied.
Daphne shook her head. To Harry this would have been perfectly normal behavior, but no wizard had ever bowed to a Goblin before, and she let Harry know.
"Mr. Potter, I can see that you will be a great wizard. Now, what was the purpose of your visit to Gringotts?" inquired the Account Manager.
"I believe I have a few things to do. First, could I see a bank statement for everything I own?"
"Might I suggest taking an Inderitance and Abilities Test first? Due to the price, only those Pure Bloods who could afford the test have taken it. However, when the Pure Bloods started marrying amongst themselves, they already knew what vaults they were inheriting, so they did not bother to take the test anymore," Riptooth said.
"Now, you father was a Pure Blood and took his test, but your mother was a Muggle-Born, so I doubt that you will inherit anything that your parents did not know about. But, I can tell that you have a lot of power, so I feel that you may have many natural abilities."
"Can Daphne take it too?" Harry asked.
Daphne gave Harry a hug. She was touched that he was thinking about her.
"Yes, she can. The cost is insignificant compared to your wealth." Riptooth said, then summoning a Goblin to fetch two tests.
When the other Goblin returned, Riptooth placed two expensive looking sheets of parchment on the edge of his desk and laid a golden quill on each. He handed Harry and Daphne each a silver dagger and instructed them to slice their palms and place eleven drops of blood on the parchment in front of them.
As soon as the last drop of blood was absorbed into the parchment, the gold quills floated over the parchment and began scratching words that Harry and Daphne were too far away to see. When the quills stopped moving, they suddenly exploded over the parchment, giving it a slightly golden sheen.
'I guess that's why it's so expensive." Harry thought.
"Here are your results. Please take your time looking over them. Let me know if you need anything." Riptooth said.
Harry motioned for Daphne to read hers first. She took it off of Riptooth's desk and held it in between them and they read it together.
Daphne Elizabeth Greengrass
Parents
Father: Marcus Tiberius Greengrass
Mother: Aurora Jane Greengrass nee Adams
Vaults
Daphne Elizabeth Greengrass Trust Vault (#852)
Greengrass Vault – Available when of age
Powers
Animagus
Occlumency
Affinities
Defensive Battle Magic
Potions
Charms
Healing
"Wow. I'm glad that we died this." Daphne announced.
"Me too."
"Now we know why Potions and Charms are so much easier for me."
"If I can be an Animagus too, I think that we should learn how to transform. Or would be useful and it cool to follow in my dad's footsteps."
"Definitely." Daphne said with a smile.
She knew that Harry wanted to connect with his parents.
Setting Daphne's results back on Riptooth's desk, Harry picked up his and they read it together.
Harry James Potter
Parents
Father: James Charlus Potter
Mother: Lily Marie Potter nee Evans
Vaults
Harry Potter Trust Vault (#687)
James Potter Personal Vault (#703) – Available when of age
Lily Potter Personal Vault (#692) – Available when of age
Potter Vault – Available when of age
Peverell Vault – Available when of age
Sirius Black Personal Vault (#711)
Black Vault – Available when of age
Powers
Animagus
Limited Metamorphmagus (Blocked)
Occlumency (Blocked)
Affinities
Offensive Battle Magic
Transfiguration
Harry was stunned by the amount of vaults he owned. When he became of age, he was going to be a very wealthy man. He was just glad that he had got to know Daphne before they found out about his wealth. The name Peverell stunned Daphne. Since she was raised as a Pure Blood, she knew that the Peverell family was very old and supposedly died out a long time ago. She decided that this was not very important at the moment and would bring it up with Harry later.
"It seems that Sirius left you as his heir. At lease Malfoy won't get his hands on any Black family gold. You might also be able to take up the Black Lordship when you get Emancipated. Seeing as you're the last living heir, you can be Emancipated on your sixteenth birthday, next month."
"What does being Lord Black entail?"
"For starters, you would have another vote on the Wizengamot. Also, with two lordships, you are entitled to two wives." Daphne solemnly said.
Harry brought her into a hug and kissed her hair.
"You will be my only wife. You're be Lady Potter-Black." Harry said to her, then turned to Riptooth. "Riptooth, can we keep these?"
"Of course, Mr. Potter. As of right now, we are only able to show you the bank statements to your Trust Vault. Would you like to hear your godfather's will before we move on to your assets?"
Harry suddenly stiffened. He was afraid of hearing Sirius' will because that would mean that he was definitely gone. Harry knew that he couldn't change the past, but admitting Sirius' death was hard for him.
Thankfully Daphne took over. "Could you bring his parents' will as well?"
Riptooth touched his finger to something on his desk, and Griphook came in.
"Griphook, please fetch the wills of Sirius Black and James and Lily Potter. Also bring the Potter, Peverell, and Black portfolios."
Five minutes later, Griphook returned with three thick folders and two envelopes.
"Well, Mr. Potter. It looks like your parents' will was sealed by magic, which can only be done by the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, who happens to be Albus Dumbledore."
Harry mentally swore.
"Is it legal to seal their will? And is there a way to unseal them?"
"Only the Head of House can unseal a will, which means that you'll have to wait until you are Emancipated. However, if I assume correctly, your godfather may have had you Emancipated."
Both Harry and Daphne were fuming. Dumbledore probably sealed the will to make sure that he would end up at the Dursleys.
"Can we hear Sirius' will?" Daphne asked.
"As you are not named in the will, Miss Greengrass, you can only be present if Mr. Potter, here, wishes you to be here." Riptooth stated.
"I trust Daphne with everything and I want her by my side." Harry responded.
Riptooth opened an envelope and began.
"This is the Last Will and Testament of Lord Sirius Orion Black.
"I, Sirius Orion Black, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare this document to be my Last Will and Testament, and declare all previous wills made by myself to be null and void.
-I, Sirius Orion Black, Head of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black, hereby banish Bellatrix Rose LeStrange nee Black and Narcissa Adelina Malfoy nee Black from the House of Black.
-To Remus John Lupin, I leave you 500,000 galleons, a lifetime order of Wolfsbane Potion, and my flat in Muggle London. The flat includes a reinforced room for during the full moon.
-To Andromeda Tonks nee Black, I bring you back into the Black family and leave you your Black Dowry of 1,400,000 galleons.
-To Nymphadora Tonks, I bring you into the Black family. I also leave you 500,000 galleons and you Black Dowry or 1,400,000 galleons when you get married.
-To my godson and my heir, Harry James Potter, I leave you my personal vault, my family vault, and all Black properties. Since you are my heir, I have left you with the Black Lordship and Signed Emancipation papers."
"Mr. Potter, here are the Emancipation papers. Just sign right here and you will be considered an adult. Gringotts will file you papers with the Ministry discretely." Riptooth said pointing at the bottom of a piece of parchment.
Just as Harry was about to sign, Daphne snatched the quill away.
"Never sign anything without reading it! Especially with a Blood Quill." Daphne admonished.
Daphne read the Emancipation papers thoroughly and announced that it was okay to sign them Riptooth seemed impressed by her caution. For someone so young, she seemed to know a lot about taking caution in the 'adult' world.
"Now that you are Emancipated, you may now claim the titles Lord Potter and Lord Black, or Lord Potter-Black and can unseal your parents will. Your godfather's will was scheduled to be read in two weeks. Would you like to cancel the reading and just notify the beneficiaries?"
"No please, keep the meeting. Could we read my parents' will now?"
Riptooth unsealed the remaining envelope. "Your parents wrote one will between them."
"This is the Last Will and Testament of James Charlus Potter and Lily Marie Potter.
"I, James Charlus Potter, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare this document to be my Last will and Testament, and declare all previous will made by myself to be null and void.
I, Lily Marie Potter, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare this document to by my Last Will and Testament, and declare all previous wills made by myself to be null and void.
-In the event of one of our deaths, the other shall receive everything.
-In the event of both of our deaths, our son, Harry James Potter will receive everything. Custody for Harry will go in the order as follows: Sirius Orion Black, Frank and Alice Longbottom, Remus John Lupin, Amelia Susan Bones.
-Harry's guardian(s) will receive 400 galleons per month for taking care of our son."
By now, Harry's magic was completely out of control. Objects in the office started levitating themselves while Harry was surrounded by a pulsing green aura. Before Harry's magic could destroy anything, Daphne quickly took his hands, and looked into his eyes, telling him to calm down. After a few minutes, Harry finally collapsed into the back of his chair, exhausted. The floating objects came crashing to the floor. With a snap of his fingers, Riptooth returned the office back to normal. The Goblin pulled a box out from under his desk and handed it to Harry.
"These are the rings for the Potter and Black Lordships. The Potter family stopped wearing the Peverell ring many centuries ago because the three original Peverells' were rumored to be the three brothers who received gifts from Death himself. Are you going to continue to keep your Peverell bloodline a secret?"
Harry nodded. "Yes. For now I will."
"Very well then. Once you place the Potter and Black rings on, you will officially be known as Lord Potter-Black. The magic in the rings will fuse them together into one ring. Since you are primarily a Potter, the Potter crest will be centered and the Black crest will be on the side. When you wish to use the Black crest, simply will it to become dominant. The ring is also a Portkey that is tied directly to the family magics, so you can use it to Portkey to any of your Potter or Black properties by simply tapping it with your wand and announcing which property you would like to go to."
Harry slid the Potter ring onto his left pinky. With a small flash, the ring re-sized itself to fit Harry's finger. He repeated the same process with the Black ring. This time, after the flash, there was only one ring, with a Potter crest in the middle and a smaller Black crest on the side.
"Congratulations, Lord Potter-Black." Riptooth said.
He then led them outside and walked them to a conference room. Riptooth handed them the portfolios for the Potter, Black and Reverell accounts.
Harry and Daphne quickly got to work on looking through the portfolios, each taking a side of the conference table. They then sorted the piles into investments, properties, gold, and other files. The Potter family had more gold than either of them imagined. Daphne told Harry that he could buy out the Malfoy family and he wouldn't notice a difference. They also had properties in many countries. Each property had pictures to go along with them. Daphne decided to make a copy of their properties to vacation at later. She knew from her father that Harry's Head of House rings could Portkey them to any properties owned by that family. Daphne was happy to note that Harry owned a good portion of Diagon Alley and had investments in many important Muggle and magical businesses. She made sure to remember to have a talk with the Daily Prophet about what they were publishing.
Going through the Black Family portfolio, the two noticed that the Black family had must fewer properties than the Potter family and also had much less gold. The properties that the family owned were mostly in Knockturn Alley, dealing with shadier businesses.
To Daphne's surprise, the Peverell family had only liquid assets, and even that was not a lot of gold.
"Harry, there's something that you need to see." Daphne said cautiously.
Harry made his way over to Daphne, who was holding a pieve of parchment with shaking hands.
"What's wrong, Daph?" Harry asked.
Daphne struggled to keep her temper in check. The only reason that she wasn't blowing up yet was because her 'Ice Queen' persona had perfected her abilities to hide her emotions. Before allowing Harry to look at the paper, she made sure that Harry was not going to explode with her saw what was written.
When Harry saw the list of expenditures over the last fifteen years, he was not angry anymore. All he felt was disappointment and betrayal.
Since the death of his parents, Dumbledore had been moving 10,000 galleons per month into his vault. Also, since first year, he had been moving 500 galleons per month into the vaults of Ron, Hermione, and Mrs. Weasley. Harry had apparently also paid for the Weasleys to go to Romania and completely funded the Order of the Phoenix.
Harry and Daphne set the parchment aside so that they could bring it up with Riptooth later.
Harry made the next significant find. In the Potter portfolio, Harry found a Marriage Contract with one, Generva Molly Weasley and his 'will'. Seeing as how he never wrote a will, this was obviously a fake. Also, since the marriage contract was made during his first year, there was no way that Harry's parents agreed to this. On the bottom was Harry's name, written in a loopy handwriting in a red ink.
To say that he was upset would be an understatement. Harry's aura flared again, nearly blinding Daphne on the other side of the room. He was seething, and all he could see was red. Faintly he heard Daphne shouting for him to calm himself. It wasn't until he felt her arms around him that he finally was able to see clearly again.
Seeing how they were done with everything else, Harry and Daphne cleaned up the portfolios and made their way back to Riptooth's office. From the look on Harry and Daphne's faces, they were clearly not happy about what they had found.
"I take it that you have found something unsatisfactory?"
"There have been many withdrawals that I have not authorized, along with a Marriage Contract and a will."
"Let me see. The withdrawals were all made by Albus Dumbledore. However, they are all supposed to be done with your approval." Looking through some files, the Goblin continued. "Here are all the withdrawal notes, signed by you, since 1981."
"How was I supposed to sign something when I was only a year old."
"I apologize, Lord Potter-Black. We will get this fixed immediately!"
"Wait!" Daphne interrupted. "Can you hold off on doing anything until we want to? If we can build a case against Dumbledore, we can get back the funds during the next Wizengamot session so that Dumbledore doesn't have a heads up."
Riptooth grinned at hearing this. The Goblins had never liked Albus Dumbledore, since he never treated Goblins with an ounce of respect.
"We can do that. Also, in order for Marriage Contracts to be binding, they must be sealed in blood by the two Heads of House. Since there was no Head of House at the time, there is no way for this contract to be valid. If you can rip the contract, then it is not valid. A true Magical Contract is indestructible."
Harry then proceeded to rip the contract in half, gaining a smile from Daphne and a sigh of relief from Harry. Although he did not know if Ginny had anything to do with this, he was going to be cautious. Right now, he definitely knew he couldn't trust Dumbledore, Mrs. Weasley, and Ron. He didn't know about the other Weasleys yet. He thought that Fred and George were most likely on his side. Harry reasoned that he could probably trust Mr. Weasley if Mrs. Weasley was putting the money in her personal vault, instead of the Weasley vault.
"If we keep the torn Marriage Contract, we can also charge Dumbledore with attempted Line Theft." Daphne said with a smile as she had never trusted the old goat, and now she was going to enjoy taking him down.
"Now, since, if I die, I don't want to leave everything to Mrs. Weasley and Dumbledore, can I write a new will?" asked Harry.
Riptooth handed Harry an official looking parchment and quill, and Harry proceeded to write his will. Even though he was only fifteen, he knew that his life was in danger and he didn't want just anybody getting their hands on his money. Harry left a few million galleons to distribute fee Wolfsbane Potion to Werewolves, 30 million to starting an orphanage, and he left the rest to Daphne. Harry signed the will and Daphne signed it as a witness.
As it was getting late, Harry's last order of business was removing everybody else's access to his vaults and keying Daphne to all of his vaults as well. They figured that they could explore the vaults tomorrow and go shopping.
Exiting the bank to Diagon Alley, Harry and Daphne went to the Leaky Cauldron and found a private booth and ordered some Butterbeers. Daphne set up Silencing Wards around their booth to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.
After Harry raised an eyebrow, Daphne replied, "There's so much magic in Diagon Alley that the Ministry can't tell who cast the spell."
Harry had never thought about how the Ministry tracked underage magic, but Daphne's explanation made sense.
"Don't worry. Tomorrow, we'll find someone to take off our Ministry Tracking Charms from our wands." Daphne said.
Harry smiled at that. He was going to have a lot of fun without the underage magic restriction.
"Tomorrow, let's find a place to hide this summer."
Daphne's response was sliding a folder in front of him. This was the copies that she had made of all the properties that he owned.
"I think we should check out Potter Manor. Nobody knows why your parents moved to Godric's Hollow, but the manor's wards are pretty extensive. I also want you to take me sometimes to Sirius' Private island in the Caribbean. Both places are Unplottable. We'll be safe there. They best place for training will probably be Potter Manor, but we can take some time off to visit the island."
When Daphne mentioned a private island, Harry's thoughts drifted to a picture of Daphne tanning on a beach, wearing a very revealing, white bikini. When he noticed that Daphne was finished talking and looking at him, Harry blushed deeply.
"U… um, yeah…" Harry stuttered.
Shaking her head, Daphne continued, "We should probably get all of our shopping out of the way tomorrow so that we can leave as soon as possible."
After some small talk and sipping the last of their Butterbeers, Harry and Daphne made their way out to Muggle London and hid in the alleyway that most wizards used to access the magical part of the city. Harry pulled Daphne into a passionate, toe curling kiss. After a battle of tongues, they separated.
"Dobby! Winky!" Harry called and the two Elves appeared. "Can you remove our Glamour Charms now?"
Now that they had their appearances back, the two teens kissed one last time before Winky brought Daphne to Tracey's bedroom and Dobby Apparated Harry back to his room at the Dursley's.
Harry was already asleep before his head touched his pillow. He was both emotionally and physically drained from the day's revelations.
Daphne, on the other hand, was still going to be up for a few hours.
When Daphne and Winky unexpectedly appeared next to Tracey's bed, Tracey promptly screamed and fell off the side of her bed. Winky giggled lightly before Apparating away, while Daphne didn't hold back her laughter. She was clutching her sides, rolling on the floor in laughter.
"DAPHNE ELIZABETH GREENGRASS!" Tracey tried to sternly admonish, but she also realized the humor and started laughing herself.
When they finally calmed down, Tracey asked, "So, how was spending your day with lover boy?"
Daphne sighed deeply and told Tracey about what they had found out. Tracey was shocked at how life had treated the boy. She never would have guessed that his best friends were stealing money from him. When she needed to go home to dinner, Daphne made her way to the entrance hall Floo and called out, "Greengrass Manor!"
Daphne went upstairs to change into something more appropriate for a family dinner. At promptly six thirty, Daphne and Astoria both walked into the family dining room for dinner. Dinner, like always, was a quiet affair in the Greengrass household. After dinner, Daphne retired to her room to work on homework.
At eleven, when she knew her parents were asleep, she made her way into Astoria's room.
"Tori?"
"Over here." Astoria was pretending to sleep.
Daphne tip-toed her way to the bed and slid in across from her sister.
"So where were you today?" asked Astoria.
"I went to Gringotts with Harry."
"Potter?"
"What other Harry's do you know?" asked Daphne sarcastically.
"What were you doing with Potter?"
"I'm running away with him. It might be tomorrow or the day after. Do you want to come with us?"
"Yes! Thank you so much!" cried Astoria, hugging Daphne tightly.
"Shh… We're going to go shopping tomorrow, so you should probably come with us."
"Where are we going to get all the money?"
"Harry has a lot of money. Trust me, he could buy all of Britain and still have more than the Malfoy's."
Astoria's eyes bugged. She couldn't imagine one person being so wealthy.
"Where are we going to stay?" she asked.
"Most likely Potter Manor. I'm sure there's enough bedrooms for everyone."
"Are you going to sleep with Potter?" Astoria asked causing Daphne to blush.
"N… No. I'll probably be getting my own room."
Daphne told Astoria what she and Harry had found out today at Gringotts. Astoria didn't know Harry well, but if he was able to see through Daphne's 'Ice Queen' mask, then she felt that she could trust him.
"Get some sleep. We'll be going shopping tomorrow after breakfast."
"Night, Daffie."
"What have I said about calling me that?" lectured Daphne, but Astoria knew that she secretly liked the nickname.
"Good night, Tori."
Daphne made her way back into her bedroom and climbed under the covers. Her mind was too busy processing everything that happened today to sleep. She sighed. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day, but she was happy. Happier than she had ever been before. Daphne's last thoughts before falling asleep was the feeling of Harry's lips pressed on hers."
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