I don't own Harry Potter of Naruto, this is only gonna be said once.
Prologue
Harry whooped on the ride back up from his vault. It had been a few hours since he had gone to pick Harry up from that god-forsaken hut on a rock. Hagrid was looking greener by the minute. They conducted the business in the next vault quickly before heading to the surface.
"Ay' Harry do you mind if I go for a quick pick me up over at the Leaky Cauldron' those carts always leave me feeling a might bit nasty." Hagrid asked with an unhealthy pallor.
"Go on Hagrid I have my school list I will manage." Harry said joyfully. Hagrid nodded before ambling away quickly. Harry smiled till he was out of sight. When he turned back to the Goblins the watched his features do an about face from the happy go lucky clueless boy that was brought in. Fishing out the key he had swiped from the friendly giant he smirked at them.
"Let's get down to business shall we?" The goblin's smiled, those few words were music to their ears.
Chapter one
The birth of the new Uchiha
Harry was led through twists and turns of corridors until they came to a large office door with a clock panel on the outside. He stared at the mechanism trying to deduce what it did. Griphook noticed his perplexed expression and grinned.
"That is a Fixed Supplementary Time Device, or F.S.T.D. for short, it cordons off a set space for a time-lapse. Anything with in the field is sped up to five times the normal rate allowing for business to be conducted in a fraction of the time it would normally take." Griphook finished surprised to see the look of understanding on Harry's face.
"So it's essentially like muggle science fiction technology. They explain things that way too. I read a lot." Harry shrugged as Griphook grinned at him again, he was beginning to like this human.
"Honorable High Master Ripfang shall see you now in regards to the questions you have."
"Thank you, Griphook your service has been of great help to me today. I appreciate all you've done. " Harry said sincerely not noticing the Goblins look of complete shock.
Harry entered the office and stood quietly waiting for the other to finish his work, his Uncle had beaten it into him to respect those who were above you in experience.
The Goblin Ripfang finally paused sensing somebody in his office, he glanced up and couldn't help the look of surprise when he saw the young boy standing silently, his face a perfect mask of patience and understanding. The goblin's respect for him grew just a little, he had been expecting another loud and brash human.
"May I help you…" he glanced down at his appointment table, "Mr. Potter?"
"Yes thank you, I would appreciate it if you could set some things straight for me, though I am rather short on time, I was wondering if you might begrudge me the use of your wonderful system outside to speed along the proceedings." Harry said pointedly. Another lesson his Uncle taught him, do not waste time talking of frivolities in a business environment. The Goblin smiled at him, here was a boy who was taught the ways of business.
"I do believe that can be arranged." He pressed a button on his desk the resulting flare of magic told Harry that the spatial lapse was in place. Looking back at the awed boy he smirked. "Now what can I do for you?"
"I would like an update of all my account holdings, since a trust fund by definition is just that a trust, in which parents cordon off a set amount of money to be used wisely until one either comes of age or is legally rendered in charge. I would also like if you have it an inheritence test or some form of aptitude test so that I know what I am proficient in for future reference. If not available here can you refer me o some place that does have such a thing. The last thing is I would like to be able to privately view my parents wills that way I can dispense of anything they wished given."
For the first time today Ripfang actually smiled, never in all his one hundred and eighty two years had someone been so frank with him. it made him feel slightly giddy inside. Someone had taught this boy very well, very well indeed.
"Those can all be done in under an hour in this room, which will be about five minutes real time. Is this acceptable?" he asked happily.
"More than sir, You and your staff are extremely efficient and I appreciate that." Harry responded dutifully all the while thankful for Vernon's knowledge in this particular arena. He would have to thank the man later, he would probably have a coronary.
"Ok then Mr. Potter first things first your inheritence ritual, the cost is fifty galleons but you can more than cover this as you know. All I need are three drops of your blood in this potion." Ripfang said wandlessly summoning a vial of pale green liquid. "I will need two drops of blood for the affinity test, it will also show any spells and blocks placed on you." He said pulling out a small piece of potion treated vellum. "That costs thirty galleons. Do you accept the charges?" he looked at the boy in front of him who nodded stoicly.
"Yes'sir I do."
"Very well then, let us proceed." Ripfang pulled an athame and for Harry to hold out a hand, with a swiftness and precision born of centuries worth of experience, the goblin pricked Harry's finger welling up blood with out any pain at all. He guided Harry's hand and let three drops of blood fall in the vial and two drops on the treated vellum. He watched as the potion was poured into a bowl with a brand new quill in it. The quill sucked up the potion into itself, Ripfang then animated it on a piece of blank parchment and watched as it set to writing. The vellum however had red writing seeping up from where his blood absorbed spelling out for them to see what was going on with Harry.
Name: Harrold Jameson Potter
Age: 11 years old
Abilities –UnBlocked:
Metamorphmagus
Parseltounge/magiks
Abilities- Bound
65% magical core blocked- placed at age 2 and a 1/2
75% Eidetic memory blocked at age 2 and a ½
100% Kekkai Genkai blocked Sharingan no Doujutsu
100% Leglimency
100% Oclumency
Partial horcrux self bound at age 1
Harry blinked at the sheet in front of him, "What does all this mean?" He asked Ripfang who was visibly fuming.
"It means someone willfully denied you your gifts born of you at birth. If these blocks stay on you will die early most likely right as you get out of school."
Harry outwardly calm was fuming inside. How dare they whomever this 'THEY' was they were going to pay dearly.
"Is there any way to unbind my gifts? And what is a Horcrux anyway?" He asked calmly.
"To answer your questions in order Yes and a horcrux is the vessel for a splintered soul. If I am correct it is the soul of Dark Lord Tom Riddle whom attacked you all those years ago."
"Is there any way to remove it from me?"
"Yes, though the ritual to do so is extremely painful and will leave permanent scaring." Ripfang said still angry.
"That is of no concern to me, I just wish the ill begotten piece of soul gone from my physical being. When can this be done by?"
"The binding on your magic will require a potions regimen of ten consecutive days. I can have that ready for you to take with you before you leave our healers always keep some on hand for parent who come to unbind their child's magical powers before Hogwarts. The ritual we can have ready about four days before you go to school in Sept. 1st, you would have to come back before then. Is this acceptable."
Ripfang asked.
Harry nodded before speaking, "please deduct all expenses from my account and take an extra hundred Galleons as a tip for your expedience."
Ripfang smiled at him, they turned their attention to the other sheet of Parchment where the quill had finally stopped writing.
Harrold Jameson Potter
Son of James Fredrick Potter and Lily Marie Potter nee Evans
Descendant from: In Order
Ignotius Peverell –Heir Apparent of
Godric Gryffindor – Heir Apparent of
Salazar Slytherin- Heir Apparent by Right of Conquest of
Madara Uchiha- Heir Apparent of
Sirius Black –Heir Apparent of
James Potter- Heir Apparent of
Harold Evans-Heir Apparent of
Estates:
Mullwick Isle- Peverell Castle
Total estate worth- 5,000,000,050 Galleons
Gryffindor's Crag- Godrick's Castle
Total Estate Worth- 10,000,000 Galleons
Slytherin's Keep- Salazar's Estate
Total Estate Worth- 7,000,000 Galleons
½ Hogwart's School
50% controlling interest
Black Estate: Total Estate Worth-1,500,000 Galleons
12 Grimmauld Place
Black Manor in Whilmshire
Blackmoore Castle in Dublin
Potter Estate:Total Estate Worth- 1,300,000
4 Privet Drive
Potter Manor in Sheffield
Uchiha Manor/ Clan House in Elemental Continent
Konoha-Gakure no Sato
Total Estate Worth-60,000 Ryou eq, to 400,000 Galleons
Harry stared at the sheet in front of him.
"No freakin way!" He breathed Ripfang just started laughing heartily.
"Yes Mr. Potter, you are one of the single most wealthy individuals we have, your total net worth is 5,202,005,000 Galleons total.
"I'm rich, I'm filthy stinking rich and I never knew it. Holy shit!" Harry breathed before realizing what he just said and blushing brightly from embarrassment to Ripfang's guttural amusement.
Ripfang waved a meaty hand in the air casually.
"No worries young Potter I have had grown men say much worse in front of me." He laughed heartily. "Now do you have any questions I can answer now?"
"Is there anyway to see my parent's wills? Or some form of family heirloom from any one of the families."
"Hmm, we will have to remove the wills from storage, however I do believe the Uchiha vault number 510 is available. I can also summon you the Potter family Grimoire and the Heir Rings."
"Please I would greatly appreciate that." Harry looked at the smirking Goblin, Ripfang pulled out a time turner and motioned for Harry to stand next to him. He turned of the time lapse and gave the time turner a quarter turn backwards.
The ride down to the vaults again was just as much fun the second as it was the first. They first stopped by the Potter Family Vault to procure the grimoire, then they went down to the Uchiha vault. Harry stepped inside and looked around. All he found were a few potions, a letter, a runic sequence and a pouch of leather that Harry could barely understand the point of. The potions he was told were memory and translation potions that would help him to understand the native Japanese that Madara spoke. The pouch was a mokeskin pouch that was able to carry a near infinite amount of items.
Harry gathered it all and they rode back upstairs, appearing just as 'Harry' disappeared down the hallway the first time. Shaking Ripfangs hand Harry took the box of potions the goblin healer presented him with. She said it also contained nutrient and growth potions to get him on par with the rest of the kids his age. After being assured of the next Appointment date for the ritual another brought the Heir Rings and he put them on one at a time watching as they fused together after being told all he had to do was concentrate on the one he wanted visible he did just that making the Potter Heir Ring visible, he transferred some galleons to pounds and took his leave.
He shopped around getting a five compartment trunk that had a featherlight charm and a shrinking command on it. He raided Flourish and Blotts for any book he found interesting, getting a comment of "bloody ravenclaws" from the cashier. He asked what the man at the Apothecry would recommend for a good starting kit, he got what the man recommended and checked his books to see if he had the correct books too. He did. His next stop was at Madam Malkin's he entered just as a Blonde walked out with his nose in the air. She asked what he wanted and got a frightening look in her eye when he said he needed a full wardrobe. Many galleons lighter a happy Harry Potter made his way to Ollivander's wand shop.
He stepped through the door into the dusty little shop.
"Hello Mr. Potter, I have been expecting you for some time." Ollivander stepped from the gloom behind his desk. Harry stepped back away from the strange man as he approached. He studied Harry's face intently for a moment before reaching up to lightly brush the scar on his forehead. Harry shied away from the contact it bothered him every time someone asked to see it.
"I'm sad to say I sold the wand that did this to you." Ollivander said mournfully.
"Tom Riddles? Yeah I kind of figured but hey you win some you lose some. Its all in a person's choices right?" Ollivander blinked then smiled at him, "You will be a wonderful wizard someday. Let's find you a wand.
" I have a question first."
"Yes, Harry."
"What happens when a wand chooses a wizard who has had their power bound, after it's unbound will the same wand work?"
Ollivander frowned, "is your power bound Harry?"
"If I can ask you to keep quiet about this, I will show it to you."
"I promise that whatever it is you show me will not be gleaned by another."
Harry handed Ollivander the Vellum with his abilities. He watched as the man read it, his face darkened in anger.
"Who did this to you child?"
"We don't know, I am sure my Aunt and Uncle know something but they won't tell me."
"This is criminal though, please tell me you are having the blocks released."
"Yes the Goblins were a wonderful help with that. They are also going to help me remove my scar."
"I'll tell you what let's find a partially compatible wand today and your actual wand after the ritual in a few weeks. The wand you choose today can be your back up wand. Though a secret for a secret I really am not allowed to do this. On your real wand I shall remove the trace." Ollivander said thoughtfully.
"Thank you sir, I appreciate this greatly." Harry said getting a smile from the old man.
A half hour later they found a partially compatible wand in the brother of Voldemort's wand. Harry left the shop 17 Galleons and 20 sickles lighter. He now was the proud owner of a Wand and two wand holsters. Hagrid met him outside Ollivander's with a large cage.
"Eh, oh there ya' are Harry, been looking all over for yer. I got'cha somtin' for yer birthday. Yer letter said ya could have a pet and I really didn't think ya'd want a toad, I'm not really fond of cats. So I got yer an owl. Dead useful owls are too. Well here you are." He handed the cage to Harry who lifted the cover seeing the gorgeous snowy owl beneath. She blinked a golden eye open sleepily and gave a soft hoot before fluffing her feathers and settling back down.
"She's brilliant Hagrid thank you."
"Well we better be getting you back to your relatives now Harry."
"Very well thank you Hagrid, I think I will let her fly home though so she doesn't have to stay on the cramped transportation we have to go on. Maybe I can get someone to put a shrinking spell on the cage with a timed wear off." Harry said thoughtfully.
"That'd be a good idea, we'll have Tom do it in the leaky Cauldr'n." he said jovially.
An hour later they were at 4 Privet Drive. Harry knocked on the door to see a steaming Uncle Vernon.
"Boy!" he hissed "Get your butt in here, before the neighbors see you."
"Yes'sir." Harry answered dutifully.
Vernon slammed home the door and turned to face his freakish nephew. He started to speak when Harry cut him off.
"Uncle, may I please speak to you and Aunt Petunia alone, it's rather important."
Brought up short by the comment he nodded slightly perplexed.
"Fine but no funny business boy." He growled.
"I assure you Uncle there will be none." Harry said thankful his hastily thought out plan was working.
"Pet, He would like to speak with us can you come into the living room please." Vernon called out before waddling over and sitting on the couch. Petuntia daintily tread in shortly afterwards and sat next to him.
"Well, Speak Boy!" Vernon barked. Harry looked at him, "May I sit." He indicated a space on the floor. A quick nod later and Harry was seated.
"I have a proposition for you both. I found out some things today that I'm not real happy about. So first I want to ask you a question and I would like a truthful answer. When I was left here with you all, was there anything set up to pay for you to keep me such a an annual stipend?"
"No there wasn't those freaks just dumped you on the doorstep with a note like a crate of milk." Petunia answered a minute later.
"Well that is going to change, apparently my father's family was obscenely wealthy so I will have a monthly stipend set up for you all with the needed back pay. Say 2000 Galleons a month which roughly translates into 20,000 pounds give or take."
The Dursley's gaped at him. "You would really do that, for us?" Petunia managed to squeak. Harry nodded, truthfully he had already known that they had gotten nothing for his upkeep, the goblins had been real helpful in that regard. Apparently they were able to check in accounts in muggle banks and had done a thorough review of his assets and the Dursley's..
"Ok, what do you get out of this boy?" Vernon said slowly after a minute of processing the information given.
"I would like to be able to keep my school things in my room, and continue my normal education through the summer time if possible, with no regards to the marks I get. I would like to come and go as I please and if possible I would like to eat full meals too. I can purchase normal clothes for myself so I don't stand out and I still don't mind doing the chores I will actually take on more of them if I can. I really need to fill my body out so I don't look anorexic."
"That sounds reasonable, anything else?"
"I would like to make an oath that will help settle some of the animosity around here. But to do so will require my wand. This is the oath, it will not affect you only me. Vernon looked at the sheet for a minute before nodding.
"Go ahead boy."
Harry straightened and flicked out his wand.
"I Harrold Jameson Potter, do hearby swear upon my life and my magic that I shall never knowingly harm the Dursley family during my tenure in the homestead, I shall do everything I can to keep them from magical attack from third parties as well. So mote it be." Harry felt the magic snap into place around his core as they finished the last line saying they had accepted the oath."
Vernon and Petunia were not sure what to say as they agreed to and then sat and listened to their nephew talk about his day. They were able to answer some of his underlying questions though about who put him there and why. He ended up explaining that he might have other family out there and that he would like to go looking if possible to at least see who they are. Vernon and Petunia agreed that he should if only to pull one over on the barmy meddling freak as Petunia called Albus Dumbledore. Vernon agreed to take Harry to drop him off in Diagon Alley when he need to get there a week before school began. The fact that he was going to be staying at the inn garnered some points with his Uncle as well. The best part was they set it up with his primary school to retake the exams again so he could show his true intellect instead of hiding it like he used to.
Harry settled down that night feeling like a load had lifted off his shoulders. Ripfang had told him to treat the meeting with his relatives the same way he treated Ripfang like a business partner. Since his Uncle was business oriented. It had gone better than he thought it would in all actuality. They had even got Dudley in on the end of it and he agreed to stop his gang from harassing Harry, Harry pointed out that if he helped on the chores some and lost a little weight he could get on the boxing team at Smeltings faster than not. Dudley said that he would consider it. Now Harry was in his new room reading his Ancestors letter after taking the potions needed to translate and Memorize said language.
Dear Uchiha Descendant,
I am living on borrowed time I am afraid. My name is Uchiha Madara. I am currently on a long training journey around the globe to keep from descending into madness. It has been eight months since my Grandfather broke my mind using one of our most feared techniques, Tsukiyomi. A slow descent into madness is all I have to look forward to. My friend and Brother Senju Hashirama and I completed our dream of creating the first Shinobi village. Now I am traveling with Senju Murayami in hopes of finding a cure to help my ailing mind. I fear it is to late. The day Tobirama took my younger brother from me it became to late. I will say this now, I am well aware that you are going to be a wizard or witch. The magical humans have a stronger resiliency of the mind, that is why I chose the Potter Family. Just as Murayami chose the Longbottoms to carry on the Mokuton ability due to the families affinity with plants. Hopefully this mind technique that you all practice to fortify yourselves will help against the madness that claims all Sharingan users. I have left all my memories in a seal on how to use the sharingan and what techniques are easiest with it. All you have to do is place the seal on your forehead and channel magic into it. I fear for my mind and I hope my old friend will find it in himself to deliver a mercy killing. I leave my legacy to you find our clan and teach them so that they may be spared my fate.
I leave my hopes in your hands.
Uchiha Madara
Harry stared at the letter for a moment comprehending what he read, he sighed laying the letter down, reaching over to the box the Goblins gave him he with drew the first of the set of ten and downed it. Time to get rid of these blocks.
Two weeks had passed since the deal with the Dursley's and now Uncle Vernon was driving him to Charing Cross Rd. He was set and ready for school and finally looked decent for once wearing clothes that fit him instead of drowning him. The light black cargo pants and black tanktop and Tabi that he had picked up at a local dojo, a bandanna covered his distinctive scar. He had been busy organizing all he bought on the first trip to Diagon and now had a list of what he still wanted to get. First on the list was a pet snake to keep in his trunk to talk to. His Uncle dropped him off and he made his way inside checking in with Tom the bar manager to rent a room till Sept. 1st a week away. Harry felt stronger than he ever had with his core unbound and the nutrient potions and eating right for a change had him no longer looking like a poster boy for a starving children's fund.
After putting his stuff in his room he threw on a cloak and walked out the back door and let himself into Diagon Alley. He headed to Ollivanders first and after about an hour there walked out the proud owner of a Cyprus and Basilisk venom wand. The silvery white wand just felt right to him and responded beautifully sending out a shower of rainbow sparks when he held it. He made his way to a little side alley in search of a place that sold snakes since the Magical Menagerie did not carry any. About two hours later he came back two hundred Galleons lighted and the proud owner of an albino Austrailian Coastal Taipan who was more than five feet in length. The venom was seriously deadly and in Harry's opinion totally awesome, especially since he could talk to them.
After putting Velvalia away he went to bed. The next morning after a hearty breakfast Harry headed to Flourish and Blotts and headed to the one section he felt most comfortable studying, Potions till it was time for his appointment at Gringotts. Harry was reading one of the Potions texts when somebody cleared their throat next to him. He spun around and met face to face with an intimidating man in black.
"Excuse me you are blocking the way." The man said silkily if a little snidely.
"Sorry sir I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings it happens when I find something interesting to read." Harry stated truthfully, the man raised an eyebrow at him.
"You are interested in potions Mr…" he trailed off. Harry realized he hadn't introduced himself.
"Oh my god where are my manners, sorry my name is Harry, Harry Potter." He said extending his hand. Shock registered on the face in front of him before flashing through several unidentifiable emotions, finally his face settled on wary but confused. The man shook his hand.
"Severus Snape, Potions Master and professor at Hogwarts, head of Slytherin House." He stated curious about the boys reaction.
"Pleased to meet you sir, may I ask you a question?" Harry gave a short bow to his superior acknowledging him like the etiquette book had advised.
"You may."
"What is Slytherin House like, I am trying to figure out which house I might fit in best. I have heard of Gryffindor from a few people around but it doesn't quite appeal. For some reason they all think I might end up there though."
Severus couldn't be more shocked at the boy's perplexed look and his interesting insight.
"Slytherin is for those who have ambition and cunning, they can do almost anything to reach their goals. Most people who have a political mindset end up there. Ravenclaw is for the scholars and scientists and Huffelpuff is for people who are hardworking and loyal above all else, Gryffindor requires bravery above all else." Severus stated intrigued by the conversation thus far.
"Wow it sound like the houses were meant to complement each other well." Harry stated tapping his chin in thought, the other hand was crossed across his chest holding his place in Moste Potent Potions.
"What makes you say that?" Severus queried.
"Well it's like you said each house requires some sort of virtue. Loyalty and Hardwork, Knowledge, Cunning and Ambition and Bravery. They compliment each other it's kind of like a circle. To end up a decent person you have to embody all of those traits to some extent. You need to be cunning and have an ambition, with the bravery to attempt it. You need knowledge to understand how to get there and hard work and loyalty to your cause. Otherwise you get nowhere in life really. The Hogwarts Founder's were brilliant." Harry finished idly not realizing that the teacher was standing there slack jawed as the boy's breakdown of the houses rang in his mind. Never before had he had it laid out as simply as that. He was brought out of his stupor by a soft buzzing he looked at Harry who was staring at his watch.
The boy hit a button on it and turned and flashed him a grin.
"Well it was nice meeting you, sorry again for any delay caused. I have an appointment to keep so please excuse me." He said simply and politely before scampering off to pay for the three books he had and disappearing out the door. Severus couldn't comprehend what had just happened, he pinched himself to make sure it wasn't a dream. Harry Potter the spawn of James Potter had just stood there having a civil intelligent conversation with the hated potions master of Hogwarts and arch nemesis of his own father. He put it out of his mind for the moment uttering about crazy Potter's and trying to figure out his odd sense of Deja-vu.
It didn't hit Severus until much later what the feeling was, it was like talking with Lily all over again.
Ripfang met Harry at the entrance hall neither spoke as he led Harry to the ritual room. Harry was given instructions and he followed them quickly, happy to finally get rid of the hanger on. They bade him to lie mostly naked in the ritual circle as they used runes to anchor his own soul temporarily to the earth. The goblin mages finished and stood in a circle around the boy. They started chanting in gobble-de-gook and patiently let the barrier to contain the soul rise. Once it was complete three quarters broke off chanting and started on the extraction spell. Five minutes later a shrill scream erupted from Harry's scar as the soul piece was forcibly removed causing Harry to buck against the restraints they had in place. A quarter of the chanters broke off and started a new barrier spell around Harry's body to keep the soul from re-inhabiting it. The scribe noted the soul tried to gravitate to one section above them multiple times, which indicated another fragment was close by. Another quarter of the chanters began weaving the binding spell to the clay pot present in the circle too. Once the soul was safely bound in the vessel, all that was left was for Harry to recover.
Harry groaned and blinked his eyes shutting them against the blinding white of the ceiling.
"Urgh, that's bright, really really bright." He muttered shielding his eyes with his hand.
A chuckle from his left.
"Glad to see there were no lasting ill effects Mr. Potter."
"Did you see the size of the lorry that hit me per chance?" Harry mumbled against the throbbing of his head. A vial was pushed into his hand.
"A headache relief potion, and you lorry was the size of a football." Ripfang chuckled again. Harry downed the potion and about five minutes later relaxed in relief.
"Ahh, much better thanks. What time is it per chance?"
"About four in the afternoon give or take."
"So it worked?" he asked a second later. Ripfang nodded, "quite well actually, we were able to use its presence to collect another horcrux from the vault of Bellatrix Lestrange. Both are now safely disposed of."
Harry sighed, "Thank you Ripfang do me a favor an tip each goblin who helped a hundred galleons out of my vault."
"Will do. Your clothes are in the wardrobe another goblin shall assist you out at your convenience Mr. Potter."
A.N. I hope ya'll liked it. This is a twisted little idea I came up with for a cross over. Please r&r.