Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling, and Akame Ga Kill is owned by Takahiro and Tetsuya Tashiro. I own nothing.
It was decided that Harry would be accompanied by Akame, Tatsumi, Lubbock, Wave, Kurome, and Bols to this Diagon Alley to acquire his school supplies.
Akame and Tatsumi were Harry's primary escort, as they would follow wherever he went while shopping, with Bols being there for additional security. Harry knew that Bols was a very kind individual, but others didn't. And with his build his size would intimidate anyone who might fawn all over Harry.
Lubbock, Wave, and Kurome were sent as intel gatherers. Any books or supplies that might prove beneficial to the Empire they would buy and bring back for inspection.
The entrance was indeed located through a shabby looking pub. The inside of the pub was crowded with witches and wizards dressed in colorful robes.
"So how do we find the entrance again?" Wave asked confused.
"Perhaps the owner would know," Bols suggested. "It is located in his shop after all."
The barman was found attending a few customers near the bar. Harry stepped forward to ask, "Excuse me sir, do you know how to get to Diagon Alley?"
The bartender looked down and smiled at Harry. "Of course I do young sir, it would be my pleasure, please follow me. And call me Tom."
One of the patrons at the bar looked at Harry as well, and his eyes seemed to pop out their skull. "Merlin's beard you look like Harry Potter!" the patron exclaimed. "Are you him? Are you our savior? Have you returned to us? Do you have the scar?"
The man left his seat and crouched low attempting to get a good look at Harry's forehead.
"It isn't polite to stare you know," Bols told the man.
"Relax chap I'm just trying to see-" the man stopped as he looked up and saw the massive figure that was Bols in front of him.
With the scared and muscled torso and arms, along with his mask, Bols was quite a scary sight. "My apologizes, I must have mistake you," the wizard said before he quickly exited the bar. Akame put her hand on Harry's shoulder as she glared at the retreating wizard.
Tom simply shook his head. "Sorry about that chaps Harry Potter is an important figure in our world, and this young man does bear a striking resemblance to him from what I know."
Harry simply shrugged it off as Tom led them through another door and into a dead end alley.
"Well this is impressive," Lubbock remarked. Tom chuckled at that.
"Oh this is not Diagon Alley," Tom said as he tapped a few bricks on the wall, and to the groups astonishment the wall split revealing a bustling street packed with shops and people. "This is."
Harry, wave, and Tatsumi looked on in awe, while Akame and Kurome kept stoic expressions.
Tom was kind enough to point out various shops and Gringotts bank. "I would go there first if I were you," Tom advised. "You can exchange any muggle money you have for wizard currency." With that Tom took his leave and returned to his bar.
The group walked towards the large white marble building that towered over all the other various shops. As they entered the bank they saw various humanoid beings walking around, working at desks, and talking with customers.
The creatures were around three to four feet tall in height with large pointed ears, beady eyes, and sharp teeth.
Harry had seen danger beasts before when Esdeath, Kurome, and Akame had taken him hunting after he got his Imperial Arms, and while these things did not scare him, he was a bit wary of them. Especially since he didn't even know what they were.
The creatures noticed the group standing at the entrance, but never made a move towards them, and instead went back to whatever they were doing before. "So do we just ah, get in line?" Lubbock asked gesturing towards an empty desk at the far end of the bank where one of the creatures was signing some papers.
"It's better than just standing here staring at them," Kurome replied eating a cookie.
Approaching the desk Bols spoke up, "Um excuse me uh, sir?" the creature looked up from his papers and widened his eyes a little when he saw Bols.
"Yes how may I, Ragnok, help you?" the creature spoke.
"Well you see young Harry here is starting school at Hogwarts this year, and we were by chance wondering if we could convert some of our money into wizarding currency," Bols explained.
"Very well," Ragnok said. "Would you by chance like to set up an account with us? It would make it easier in the future to exchange money, we offer it to all muggleborns."
"Well I'm not muggleborn sir," Harry spoke up. "both my parents were wizards but they're not alive anymore."
Ragnok raised a brow. "Your parents were wizards you say?" Harry nodded. "If that is the case there is a chance you already have a vault with us. Many wizarding parents set their children up with a vault for school. What is your full name?"
"Harry Potter sir."
Ragnok looked skeptical. "You are not the first person to claim to be Harry Potter. If you wouldn't mind there is a way to determine if you are telling the truth." Ragnok reached underneath his desk before pulling out a blank piece of paper and a knife.
"Just prick your finger and let a drop of blood fall onto the paper," Ragnok instructed.
Akame stepped forward not looking too pleased. "How do we know the knife isn't poisoned?" she questioned.
"Are you doubting the integrity of the goblins?" Ragnok asked. "I commend you on your protective instincts, but rest assured here at Gringotts we take top measures to protecting our customers, and their interests. We have nothing to gain from hurting the boy."
Akame was about to speak again, but Harry beat her to it. "It's ok."
"But Harry-," Akame began. "It's ok, really it is," Harry protested.
"If this helps prove who I am then it's alright. And it's like he said they have nothing to gain by hurting me." Akame looked him in his eyes, before giving a small nod with a stoic expression.
Harry took the knife and swiftly cut his forefinger. A drop of blood fell onto the parchment, and writing appeared in red lettering. Ragnok examined the parchment, "Well it appears you were telling the truth, Mister Potter."
"I am curious to know," Ragonk said, "why if you were telling the truth did you not just show us your vault key?"
"I have a vault key?" Harry asked.
"Yes Mister Potter," answered Ragnok. "Before your parents died they left a substantial amount of money for you in a trust vault for your schooling. This of course is only a small amount compared to the family vault, which you will inherit when you turn seventeen."
"I'm sorry Mister Ragnok, but I only found out about magic a few days ago," Harry told the goblin. "I didn't even know I had a vault."
"Well you can always get a new key made," Ragnok told him. "Just remember not to lose it. Have it with you at all times."
"Wait a minute," Tatsumi interjected. "Before you asked him why he didn't have his key, that means that the old key is out there somewhere, and someone has access to his vault," Tatsumi pointed out. "Do you know who might have it?"
Ragnok had a thoughtful expression pass over his face. He then pulled some papers out from a drawer labeled: Key Holders. Ragnok began searching through documents before he came to a pause.
"Yes," Ragnok answered at last. "It seems here that the old key is in possession of one Albus Dumbledore."
There's that name again, Tatsumi thought, and by the look of it he wasn't the only one. Harry looked confused, Wave and Kurome shared an uneasy look, Bols was rubbing the back of his head, and Lubbock his chin, Akame had a slightly dark look in her beautiful red eyes.
Tatsumi met Akame's gaze and they knew this was defiantly worth mentioning back at headquarters. This Dumbledore guy sure has an involvement in Harry's life, Tatsumi thought.
"Is there a way to check if Dumbledore has been taking anything from Harry's vault?" Lubbock asked.
Ragnok nodded, "Yes. We keep track of every withdrawl made." Ragnok pulled out another document and looked it over.
"It appears that Dumbledore has been making withdrawls in Mister Potter's name to make payments to his relatives, the Dursleys, to shelter him, and to fund an organization of his," Ragnok listed.
Akame had a downright murderous look in her eyes at this point. "You mean to tell us that the family who was abusing Harry for years was being paid with money from his vault?"
Tatsumi wasn't sure, but he swore the goblin paled at the venom in Akame's voice.
"We apologize for these transgressions miss. Please know that we at Gringotts will refill the amount that was taken, and freeze any more payments the Headmaster has been using with the money," Ragnok said to please the red eyed girl. Akame merely nodded.
After the business with the vaults was over Ragnok called another goblin over, by the name of Griphook, to lead the group down to visit Harry's trust vault.
The group was ushered into a mining style cart that ran on a track. The way it moved however felt more like a rollercoaster. Harry was feeling a bit nauseous, but hid it well, Bols was gripping the side so hard Harry could swear the metal would have a hand sized dent in it, Lubbock looked to actually think it was kind of fun, Wave and Tatsumi were both turning green, and instead of holding onto their girlfriends, they were hugging each other for dear life, while Akame and Kurome both seemed fine.
Finally the cart came to a stop next to a large pair of iron doors towards the right. Harry followed Akame and Kurome out of the cart. Bols stumbled a little before bending down to hold his head between his knees. Wave and Tatsumi were both still clutching each other.
"Gee Wave, is clutching Tatsumi your way of saying you're breaking up with me?" Kurome asked her boyfriend. Upon hearing Kurome's voice Wave and Tatsumi looked at each other and realized they were still holding one another. They quickly broke apart looking very embarrassed.
"Key please," Griphook said holding out his hand. Harry gave him the key and watched as Griphook opened his trust vault.
Harry wasn't sure what to expect when the vault opened, but he never thought that he would see a small fortune awaiting him. Gold, silver, and bronze coins lay upon the floor, casting a warm glow from the torches lining the walls.
Taking out a coin purse Harry began to shove coins in. he didn't know how much his supplies would cost, but it couldn't hurt to have leftover cash. After Harry had filled his purse Griphook took them back to the main lobby.
After leaving the bank Harry gave some money to Lubbock, Wave, and Kurome to go buy anything that could be useful to the Empire. Lubbock had noticed a dark alley branching off from the one they were on and decided to go check it out with Bols.
Wave and Kurome headed back to the front of the alley to look for anything beneficial, but Harry could have sworn it was because there was an ice cream parlor and Kurome wanted Wave to buy her sweets.
Akame and Tatsumi were happy to take Harry to get his school supplies. Their first stop was the bookstore, where all his books were found with ease. They then stopped next door to pick up his potions supplies and ingredients.
Next was getting his robes. The three made their way to a store called Madam Milkins, upon entering they found there was another boy already being fitted for his robes.
The boy was thin and pale, with platinum blonde hair and grey eyes. "I'm just finishing up dear," the lady said to Harry. "If you want you can stand next to this young man while I get his robes."
Harry nodded and stood on a podium next to the blonde kid. "Hogwarts too?" the boy asked. Harry could tell by his voice that he was rather arrogant and cocky from the tone of his voice.
"Yes," Harry replied.
"Which house do you think you'll be in?" the boy asked. "I'm hoping Slytherin my family's been there for generations. I'd ask to be removed if I were in Hufflepuff or worse Gryffindor."
"I haven't given much thought to it actually," Harry admitted truthfully.
The boy was about to say something else, but Harry saw a sign of fear come over his face and he went paler, if that were possible.
Harry turned to look where the boy had been looking, and he saw Akame staring at him with her stoic expression.
"Something wrong?" Harry asked the boy.
"That girl has red eyes," The boy said quietly.
Harry didn't understand what the big deal was, he thought Akame's eyes were nice. They were nothing to be afraid of, unless you were evil bird and she was looking at you with hunger of course.
"Yeah I know," Harry told the boy.
The boy turned to look at him with an shocked expression on his face. "You know her?" Harry nodded at the boys question. "Are you related or something? You kind of look like her."
Harry shook his head, "No she-," he was cut off as the woman came from the back room with the other boys robes. The boy paid for them and left the shop in a hurry.
Ten minutes later Harry left with his robes, that only left his wand as the last thing to get. Spotting a shop called Olivander's across the street they went inside the shop.
The inside was filled with shelves of long thin boxes, which Harry guessed held wands. "So how does this work?" Tatsumi asked. "Do you just try one out-,"
All of a sudden a thin elderly man with very pale eyes appeared from almost out of nowhere, making Harry and Tatsumi jump a little at his sudden appearance.
When the man spotted them his eyes went wide, and he put up his hands in a surrendering gesture. "My apologies," the man said. "I didn't mean to frighten you. I would ask that you put your sword away miss."
Harry looked behind him, and sure enough Akame had Murasame drawn. After looking the man over Akame complied and sheathed her poisonous blade. "I was wondering when I would be seeing you in my shop Mister Potter," the man said. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Gerrak Olivander."
After getting over the initial shock Harry decided that Mr. Olivander seemed like a decent enough fellow. "It's nice to meet you," Harry greeted. "If you don't mind me asking, how do you know who I am?"
Olivander merely smiled. "You look exactly like your father when he first visited my shop all those years ago."
"That is why I'm here," Harry confirmed.
Olivander smiled again as he walked over to a shelf and pulled out a box. He handed the wand that was inside to Harry, who took it, only to be taken away by Olivander, before he could even give it a wave.
This went on for what felt like eternity, until Olivander got a strange look in his eyes. Olivander went to the back of his shop and came back with another box. Harry took the wand and felt a strange warmth in his hand, but then it started to feel cold. Harry was about to ask what was happening, when the wand cracked.
"I'm sorry Mr. Olivander," Harry apologized. "I didn't know it would do that. Sorry."
Instead of being mad Olivander just looked intrigued. "Curious," the wand maker muttered. "Very curious indeed."
"Sorry, but what's curious?" Harry asked.
"I remember every wand I've ever sold Mister Potter, and I was certain you would be right for this wand," Olivander told them.
"You remember every wand?" Tatsumi asked. "Wow you must have some memory."
"Thank you, I do pride myself on my memory," Olivander told him. "And I was certain that this would be your wand, because the core of this wand is shared by the one that gave you your scar."
Harry gave the cracked wand back to Olivander, and continued to try out various other wands, none of which worked for him. It wasn't until Olivander brought him a stormy grey colored wand, did harry feel any sort of attraction towards it.
He could best describe the feeling as the one he had when he first got his Imperial Arms. Harry knew before he picked it up that this was the one. Sure enough when he raised the wand a soft glow emitted.
"Yes I do believe we've found a match," Olivander said clasping his hands together. Harry paid seven sickles for his wand, but there was one thing Harry wanted to know before he left.
"Mister Olivander?" Harry asked. "Yes?" the wand maker replied.
"What exactly makes up my wand?"
"Well unlike most of my other wands this one has scales of a danger beast as its core, in fact it is the only one that has them," Olivander told him.
Harry shared a look with Akame and Tatsumi, and they soon understood. Harry thanked Olivander again as the three left the shop.
Having spare money in his bag, Harry decided he would need to keep in touch with everyone back at the capital, so he bought a snowy white owl that he named Hedwig.
Harry, Akame, and tatsumi all met up with Kurome, Wave, Lubbock,and Bols at the entrance to the pub. Both groups were carrying books and other things Harry didn't recognize for study back at the palace.
An hour later the group arrived back at the Imperial Palace ready to discuss all they had found with their comrades.
A/N: Hello everyone, I was leaving this authors note to ask the question of what house should Harry be in once he goes to Hogwarts? I have all other chapter leading up to the sorting done and under edit, but I wanted to know what the readers want to see happen. I have given it thought and can really write the story regardless of what house he is in so let me know. Until next time.