A/N: Thank you to everyone for the reads and reviews. Your reviews are the lifeblood of this story, and what fuels my plot bunny.

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Chapter 4

The newly emancipated Harry Potter sat on the train on the way to Hogwarts. He was dressed in black skinny jeans, silver chains hanging from his waist, a black wife beater tank top with a mesh long sleeve shirt. Dark eyeliner popped the green from his eyes. His hair cut short and spiked with blood red tips.

After his conversation with Griphook, Harry decided that he was done being hurt by those who would betray him. He was done being the good guy. He was done with the so called "Light". He would no longer trust Dumblefuck or those who were with him.

He was done.

He had asked Griphook for a favor, which the goblin gladly agreed to. All the money was torn from Dumblefucks accounts, and transferred to him. All his magical artifacts, treasures, paintings, books, they were all his now. Griphook also sent Dumbles a letter stating that he was no longer a client at Gringotts, and that he would no longer be allowed on the premises. And that his accounts had been claimed by one Lord Merlin.

Harry also had a plan of his own for his revenge, and they would never know what hit them.

He had considered asking for a re-sort, but he didn't want to show his hand too early. Harry decided that he would upgrade his look with a whole new wardrobe consisting of both wizard and muggle clothing. A new haircut went quite a ways as well. He also had went to a piercing and tattoo parlor in Knockturn Alley and decided on; double eyebrow piercing on his right eyebrow, snakebite lip piercings, septum nose piercing, and seven ear piercings (three on his left, and four on his right).

In his attempt to shrink his new items he had bought on his shopping spree, he had realized that his wand no longer worked properly for him. It had worked to shrink the items but using the wand just felt wrong. So, Harry went hunting for a wand shop that wasn't Ollivanders. Harry was aware that Ollivander's wands were Ministry traced, and he didn't need the Ministry knowing exactly what he was up to. So, he had contacted Griphook and asked him if he could get in contact with someone who would be willing to make him a new wand. He ended up with a twelve inch, black ash wand with a basilisk venom and dark phoenix feather core.

As for the Weasleys and Hermione, the payments from his account to theirs were immediately stopped and all funds were transferred to his account. Hermione was left with nothing, and owed over 250,000 galleons. The Weasleys were left with 10,000 galleons in their account, still owing over 750,000 galleons. The only reason why he decided to leave a small amount of money in their account was because he believed that the twins were innocent. He couldn't be sure until he spoke with them, of course, but he didn't want them to be destitute if they were innocent. Each were sent a note from Gringotts letting them know their accounts were audited and had found money that belonged to Lord Merlin. It also stated that they owed him money, and Gringotts would collect by the end of the month. If they could not pay, they would work off the debt by either serving the Lord Merlin, or working in the mines at Gringotts.

Harry chuckled gleefully to himself with that thought.

Suddenly, Harry was no longer alone. The door to his compartment was slammed open and Harry turned to look at who had interrupted his thoughts. Lo and behold, there was Draco Malfoy.

Draco looked confused for a beat, and then he saw the scar on Harry's forehead.

The blondes eyes widened comically and his mouth dropped open.

"You'll catch flies if you don't close your mouth, Draco." Harry said with amusement.

Draco's mouth shut with a loud click in the silence of the compartment. "Wh-what happened to you, Potter?" Draco asked feintly, looking overwhelmed for a moment. And then he realized Harry had called him by his first name and said, "And since when do you call me 'Draco'?"

A look of rage passed over Harry's face for a moment, then it was gone. "Since I realized I should have shaken your hand in first year."

Surprise and suspicion crossed Draco's face before he said, "You're just figuring that out, Potter?" The question was filled with attitude a la Malfoy.

Harry stood up and faced Draco, noticing Draco's wand was in his hand. I can't really blame him for being suspicious.

Harry stuck out his hand to the blonde boy. "Hi, my name is Harry Potter. Will you be my friend?"

Draco froze and stared at Harry for a minute. A slow smirk crossed his face before Draco grabbed Harry's hand.

"My name is Draco Malfoy. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship."

As they boys shook hands, there was a shift in the wind of Fate.

And Fate was pleased.

A/N: Yes, I know, it was a shorter chapter people, but the next one is underway as we speak! Thank you for the read and reviews! Much love, Rin.