Chapter 2
Harry woke up feeling… different. Not really sure what was different, but something was off.
Once he finally shook off his drowsiness and was awake enough to function he looked around, and realized, this was not Grimmauld Place.
He tried to remember what he did yesterday and it all came rushing back to him at once.
He scrambled out of the room, a bedroom that looked homey and warm, to find the kitchen in the small home and found The Daily Profit on the table. The date said November 1st, 1970. Oh Merlin!, he thought. I just met Hecate! And I'm in 1970! He sat down in shock and tried to process that. He parents would start their first year at Hogwarts next year. His parents, Sirius, Remus, they were all alive!
He started to read the paper to see what's different in this world then his. On the front page there was a picture of Minister Riddle waving to a crowd of people smiling. Oh my gosh that's bizarre, he thought. Tom Riddle, smiling, not looking snakish. There was political Wizengamots things, and from what he could remember, was different. Some of it very different. Dumbledore making a statement about more inviting to muggleborn children, and trying to criticize Minister Riddles new legislature about warding muggleborns homes to recognize signs of abuse. He rolled his eyes and moved on. Most of the Quidditch games he could tell were the same from what he could remember. He read the gossip section briefly before moving on, realizing that it was the same trash that people wrote in his universe.
He looked around his new home and realized it was kind of like Grimmauld Place was when he left. Open, light and mostly dominated by greens, and neutral colors. He liked it.
He noticed two folders on the tables to his left on the table so he pick the nearest one up. The he opened it and began to read.
Lord Hadrian Carlin Peverell
DOB - July 31, 1951
Age - 21
Parents - Jasper Peverell and Lillian Peverell nee Selwyn (deceased)
Siblings - None
Title - Lord of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Peverell
Blood Status - Pureblood
Wand - Elderwood, Thestral hair, 13 ½ inches
Talents - Parseltongue (inherited from mothers side)
Other info - Grew up with Lillian Peverell's squib sister, Marigold Scrubbs nee Selwyn, after death of parents in an attack on the family. Moved away at age 13 to live with godfather, Jason Wilkinson and homeschooled till age 15 when godfather died. Then sent back to Marigold Scrubbs nee Selwyn and moved out at 17. Bought a house in Britain and resumed studies. Now 21, has taken his OWLs and NEWTs with glowing scores. No connections to outside world.
He sent the folder down after reading it a couple times to memorize it. This would be his new life after all. He picked up the other folder, opened it and began to read.
Vaults of Lord Hadrian Carlin Peverell
Peverell Vaults - 33
8,482,189,018 Gallons, 3 Sickles, 8 Knuts
Various artifacts, portraits, books, weapons and armor
Selwyn Vaults - 529
4, 904,336,715 Gallons, 11 Sickles, 2 Knuts
Various artifacts, portraits, books, weapons and armor
Investments
None
The money look just about the same amount as his original accounts. He would have to see if everything in the vault was the same as it was. He would have to go to Gringotts and invest in couple of businesses that he was sure to be successful as well.
He stood up to explore his new house. It was small but comfortable and posh, colored with neutral colors and a lighter shade of green he was fond of. He found his library and it looked exactly the one in Grimmauld. He briefly looked and saw all of the books were in the same places. He journals were in the same places as well.
What was he going to do in this world? He could be himself, do anything he wished. He could walk outside without a glamour on!
He smiled and looked up. He walked over to where he knew there were maps of the world. He picked one up and pinned it up on the wall. He had wanted to travel the world but he wanted get a good grip on school subjects first. Here, he could travel anywhere he wanted without the hassle and be just a normal tourist traveling around the world.
He was excited about something about something for the first time in years.
6 Years later…
Hadrian walked down Diagon Alley, drawing glances from people as he walked down the street. They were probably confused as they couldn't recognize him. He looked like a lord, but he was new.
He had started by traveling to Ireland. While it was not a great distance from Britain to travel, it was an excellent experience. He enjoyed the natural beauty of the country and found that there were small pockets of magical communities. These communities were made up of people called druids, men and women who did not need wands in order to work the magic of the world. Harry was thankful that he learned the translation charm before his departure as they all only spoke Gaelic.
Harry spent six months in the Emerald Isle, three months exploring the beautiful country and its interacting with its people. The other three months were spent with the druids who taught him their brand of magic. Harry quickly found his love of learning again and took in everything he could from the native magicals. It was a simpler sort of magic, more subtle and Harry had no doubt that Neville would have felt right home amongst all of the nature loving people. The thing he found most interesting in his time among the druids was learning how to feel the environment around him, the vibrations of the earth under his feet. By using this method he could feel any little thing that happened to disturb the peaceful land.
He had made friends with a couple of druids while there, a woman named Caitlín and a man named Samuel were his closest friend while there. They made him promise if he was ever there again to look them both up. He fully intended to.
He made his way to Iceland from there, where he spent only two months. They had their own magics that shaped ice and snow in ways he wouldn't have even imagined in his dreams. He enjoyed the cool climate of the place and took in everything he could about the small country. From there, he then booked a muggle flight to the America's.
He spent two years of his life in the America's in total; most of it was spent in the North America, traveling between the cities there and perfecting his French in Canada. He also spent time among the remaining people of the Indian Tribes. He learned a great deal about the spiritual aspects of magic, such as seeing beyond the veil of life and death. He visited the major cities of the country from New York to LA and everywhere in between and found that he preferred the calm of the country over the hustle and bustle of the big cities.
He also met people from the wider American Magical community when he visited each cities equivalent of Diagon Alley. He quickly realized that beyond fashion and politics, most were just as old fashioned as the magicals of Great Britain, even in this time.
After North America he moved onto South America. It was a different experience for him as it was the first time he was introduced to people truly poverty stricken, at least in such an obvious manner. It was for this reason that most of his time was spent with the tribes of the Amazon forest where he learned their brand of magic. He did spend some time in a couple major cities.
While in Buenos Aires he met an old man who taught him the basics of wandlore and wand crafting. It was interesting, but not something he wish to spend his whole life doing. He learned to tell the components of a wand by just holding it and touching his magic to the wands. This also had the effect of being able to briefly use the wand like his own, but he felt like his magic was being blocked by the wand sometimes.
He made his way to Asia spending another year in the various countries. Here he learned magic of the body and quickly realized just how useful the world awareness of the druids of Asia could be when fighting in hand to hand combat. He did not go in depth into martial arts training but two months of near non-stop work in the art amplified by magical honing made him fair at defending himself with his bare hands.
Something that shocked him when traveling through Magical China, was that it was even more old fashioned than even England was.
In India he learned more parselmagic for the first time. He was glad he had gained the ability from his 'mother' when he found out exactly how strong the magic could be.
Finally, he returned to Europe, making his way to Greece. There was almost no new magic to be learned there, instead he spent his time exploring the ancient temples, monuments and cities. He made his way north until he reached the Nordic countries. In Norway, he met a tough, blue eyed, blonde haired man named William Forberg in (surprise surprise!) a bookstore. They had gotten to know each other a quickly became friends. He was the minister's son he found, and he invited him to dinner to meet the minister one day.
Minister Forberg was the minister of all the Scandinavian countries and he was interesting to talk politics with. Minister Forberg knew what kind of government Britain had set up, and liked it, but there were several drawbacks. The lack of any magical orphanages being one of them and the discrimination against any dark magic because of Grindelwald. Yes, the minister said, Grindelwald was horrible, but not everything dark is. Magic is like a coin, there can't be light without dark. He said the problem was slowly getting better because of all of the hard work the current Minister Riddle is doing, but it's still a large problem because of Albus Dumbledore.
He found that the minister hated Albus Dumbledore with a passion. The minister said the Light vs Dark problem in England was mostly due to him influencing students who went to Hogwarts. Hadrian totally agreed, saying he had met a couple people while growing up in England that said the bullying problem was horrible there, thinking about all of trouble Snape had to go through. Gryffindors and Slytherins always at each other throats, with Dumbledore in the background preaching about equality and multi-house relationships while doing nothing about it.
He bid goodbye to the Minister and William after a month, before heading south again to Germany and France. He visited the battlefields of WWI and WWII and found the effects of both muggle and wizard warfare. He saw the major cities of each country, and while in France he visited the beaches of southern France, and declared his love for them. He had never really went to a beach for the fun of it during his travels, and the Dursley's, or in this universe, the Scrubbs' would never even dream about taking him farther than the nearest grocery store.
After all of this traveling he felt it was time to start heading home. But before he left, he bought a small vacation house right off the beach of France. He want to be able come back anytime he wished because he loved it so much.
So, after 6 years, the 26 year old was heading back to Gringotts to check on his vaults. He, of course, had gotten statements while he was traveling, but he wanted to visit his vaults personally.
As he stepped in to Gringotts he bowed to the guards who bowed back once they saw who he was. This made more rumors fly, goblins bowing in respect to a wizard? This was unheard of. Just who was this man?
This had confused Hadrian as well when he came to the bank for the first time in this universe years ago. Until, he realize the goblins had a heightened sense for magic, therefore could sense that Lady Hecate had chosen as him as her 'champion', for lack of better word. He had done task of Lady Hecate's and as a reward, become her champion, her words in the mortal word. This was apparently, very very rare so he was respected among those who could sense these things. Wizards would not been able to sense this, but some magical creatures, such as unicorns, goblins, thestral, phoenixes and centaurs would be able to.
He went up to the nearest open teller and requested to speak to his account manager, Graglok. The goblins eyes widened once he saw who he was speaking to and jumped off his seat to lead him to Graglok's office.
Graglok smiled a truly ugly smile (for he was a goblin, goblin smiles are always ugly), when he saw who walked through his door. Lord Peverell was a very generous wizard, letting him taking more than usual on profits for managing his accounts and investments. As payment for the trust this wizard showed in him, he tried his hardest to make more money to add to the Peverell vaults. It was no wonder Lady Hecate had chosen this young wizard as her champion.
"Hello Graglok, may your enemies blood coat your blade." Hadrian said in greeting to the ugly goblin.
"And may your coffers full with gold." he said back in greeting. He handed over the folder with the information of the past couple of months. "You should be pleased with the progress on the companies you invested in. We also have to controlling shares in the Daily Prophet. We have begun firing biased writers of the Prophet and only hiring writers who write the truth and only the truth. It's time the newspaper wrote something other then lies and trash." he said, but muttered the last part.
Hadrian chuckled in agreement skimming through the folder. After he was done reading he said "Good, thank you Graglok, you do some amazing work."
Graglok nodded his head in acknowledgement of the compliment. The progress he has had be quite impressive after all.
"I wish to visit my vaults, I have a couple books I would like to pick up." Hadrian said passing back the folder.
Graglok nodded and said "Then may your wand cut down your enemies easily."
"And may your clan flourish and grow." Hadrian said back.
Another goblin escorted him down to his vault, and dropped Hadrian of at his vault. He passed the dragon guarding the vault, enter the vault pick out a few books and walked out again, books in his bag with an undetectable-extension charm on it.
Hadrian thanked the goblin and exited the bank and looked over the bustling Diagon Alley, watching children run around the Alley. It hit him that people were buying supplies for Hogwarts this year. He thought about it, I have always want to be a teacher. He smirked a little. Well, he thought, if I want to get involved with England's politics that's a good place to start.