I'd like to thank everyone for all the reviews so far I really appreciate it I'm working on the plot for the first year of Hogwarts and I'm trying to figure out how to make it different I've read a lot of boring first year stories which are just recast with one or two different characters any ideas would be helpful what you've seen other authors do. As for the houses I've only read three Hufflepuff story I could make that work even though I'm not sure he's Hufflepuff material and even though my Harry has a little bit more thirst for knowledge I'm not convinced he's a Ravenclaw either however I'm kind of leaning toward those two houses at this point to answer your question magitech

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Chapter 2: Life At the Longbottoms, Neville's Wish, Minister Fudge, and the finances of House Potter

It had been nearly one month since Harry had started living at the Longbottoms he was adjusting well but today was a day he was unsure if he should be looking forward to. First today would be the first day for finance lessons Augustus had finally found some that fit her strict standards. Also they would be visiting the Wizengamot. Politicians was the one thing he had ever agreed with his Uncle Vernon on worthless busy bodies who took hard won money from the working man. Granted he was going to become a politician but that didn't mean he didn't distrust every politician on mere principle especially after he had learned all the rules of the game for this particular government and what it took to keep the wheels of progress greased and running. Harry headed down the stairs surprised to find Neville and Augustus already in their best clothes even though he was positive they were not going to Ministry till later that morning.

"Did our visit to the Ministry get moved up?"

Augustus frowned and looked down at Neville with a scornful expression on her face,

"Were going to visit Neville's mother at St. Mungo and Neville are you ashamed or did this merely slip your mind?"

Looking at his shoes Neville replied, "I didn't know how to tell him"

Looking at Neville's ashen face Harry felt a wave of anger at Augustus what ever happened to Neville's parents wasn't a good thing if he chose not to talk about it was his choice,

"Madame Longbottom it was my fault Neville told me about the upcoming visit to the hospital I forget it was today he said he would explain things there"

Without another word Harry headed up the stairs while Augustus gave him a disbelieving stare,

"Very well Harry but be quick we have much to do today"

A couple minutes later they were off to St. Mungos Neville had a bundle of red flowers in his shaking hands as they passed the front entryway to the permeant spell damage ward. Madame Longbottom stopped outside a small room,

"Since Neville's explaining everything to you here I'll give you both some privacy"

Neville and Harry entered the room Neville walked up to a small table next to a bed where Alice Longbottom looked to be in a permanent sleep. Taking out the now faded red flowers and replacing it with the new ones. Finding two chairs Neville gestured him to sit down his bright blue eyes hardened as if a decision had been reached,

"After Voldemort fell his four most devoted followers Barty Crouch Jr., Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, and Rabastan Lestrange went on a killing spree searching for any sign of Voldemort. This killing spree only ended when they found my parent's home. My dad decided to hold them off while my mother got me and tried to escape. He managed to incapacitate three of them before metal debris from a spell came up from behind him taking his head clean off. Bellatrix sneaked past my father and proceeded after my mother and me. My mother put me in a cradle and dueled Bellatrix she managed to incapacitate her but not before Bellatrix released a curse that caused my mother to be in this state no doctors were able to find any counter curse luckily because of their action the aurors came and know there all in Azkaban. However I still have some hope when I was six I read about a legendary plant that could supposedly cure any mental magical curse this plant was called boresi and was created by the legendary herbologist Doris by combining several magical plants together. Unfortunately all of his work is lost I hope someday to recreate the effect of this plant and heal my mother."

Harry nodded numbly looking down at the breathing but otherwise unresponsive Alice Longbottom clamping his hand on Neville's shoulder in a supporting way,

"If anyone can do this you can I offer the full use of the Potter library we may texts that can help you"

Smiling faintly Neville nodded, "Thanks Harry I appreciate it"

Then Neville did something unexpected he started talking to his mother telling her everything that had happened to him over the last month and how much he loved her. Harry just sat in silence watching mutely as his best mate poured his heart out he silently vowed to do whatever was necessary to give Neville his mother back alive and whole. A half an hour later they met Madame Longbottom in the waiting lobby and flooed to the ministry of magic. The first thing Harry immediately noticed was a large statue with a wizard, centaur, and a house elf. The ministry overall had the look of grandeur but it felt to Harry as something hollow and false a smoke screen to make other's think there in control or have a voice when it reality it wasn't so. They followed Madame Longbottom to the front desk there was a pretty clerk who looked fresh out of school she also looked fairly bored,

"Wand and state your business here at the ministry?"

Harry had never seen Madame Longbottom roll her eye's before but he was sure she did she handed her wand over for inspection and then spoke in a stern unyielding tone,

"We have important business"

The young lady smiled and handed them three buttons that said important business and gave Madame Longbottom her wand back,

"Thank you and have a pleasant trip to the ministry"

Madame Longbottom nodded, "We certainly will come along boys," they walked a couple minutes before reaching the foot of a stairs, "First were going to Amelia Bones office and she going to have an auor show you around then at noon you meet me in the food court and I will take you to the Longbottom box then you'll observe a Wizengamot session. Now stay close."

After two flights and an elevator they finally arrived at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement floor. Amelia greeted them with a polite but firm smile next to her a grim face bulky man didn't even pretend to smile. Amelia looked over at her subordinate with a wide grin at the sight of his displeasure,

"This is Kingsley Shaklebolt a senior auor who is your tour guide for today and I'm Amelia Bones director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement my job is oversee the hit wizard and auor department and ensure everyone gets a fair trial no matter the crime their accused of"

Harry then thought briefly of Sirius Black and how unsuccessful that fiasco was Amelia looked around, "Well of you go then I hope you both enjoy your tour"

Kingsley looked at Neville and Harry handing them a sheet of paper and a pencil speaking with a gruff voice, "Follow me write your questions as we go at the end of the tour I will answer your questions"

Kingsley then proceeded to give them what Harry called a business man tour unfortunately for Mr. Kingsley the department heads had very different ideas. A majority of them were all too eager to take a break from their dull day to day routine to answer the many questions that Madame Longbottom made sure that they had prepared for the tour. Especially Mr. Weasley and Ludo Bagman Harry was quite thankful for Kingsley's brisk way of touring after the fifth minute of Mr. Weasley questioning him about the muggle world. As they headed down to the food court Harry asked about the one place they hadn't been to,

"So why didn't we tour the Department of Mysteries?"

Kingsley shook his head at Harry, "Everything about that place is classified, and it's kind of dangerous so unless you want a job down there I'll doubt you'll ever see it"

As they arrived Kingsley frantically looked around till he spotted Madame Longbottom and relief flashed through his eyes turning around he looked at them,

"Since the Department Heads seemed to have answered all your questions this is where we part ways Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom it's been a pleasure meeting you I hope it's been an educational experience"

As Kingsley left Madame Longbottom came up to them taking one last look at Kingsley as he left, "That family has always been well built and they also have excellent morals. Now are you ready for the Wizengamot session the great manipulator is here so I ask for you to be extra careful he has passive magic to make him seem more trusting your heir rings should dampen the effect."

The great manipulator was the term Harry's allies now referred to Albus Dumbledore even though they had Harry successfully in their custody they were weary what his goals were in regards to Harry,

"The minister will also be attendance however you shouldn't be worried about it you will be sitting in the Longbottom seat and chances are they won't even notice you"

When Harry and Neville entered the Wizengamot chambers their eyes were unnaturally drawn to the Chief Wizengamont seat waves of magic flowing over them calming them and urging them to trust this man to lead the wizarding world to a better future. Their heir rings then glowed softly and seconds later a thick layer of clouds left their minds leaving only a small layer of compulsion Neville and Harry shivered for those few seconds under Dumbledore's thrall they had lost their free will,

Harry whispered, "Wow I've never felt anything like that before"

Madame Longbottom who was ahead of them hearing Harry words spoke, "It's the power of a lord level wizard they are never to be trifled with lightly"

Seconds later they sat in their seats and the proceedings began by Dumbledore pounding a wooden hammer,
"I call this September nineteen ninety five meeting of the Wizengamot to order our first item up for business our there any families who wish to present their heirs before the wizengamont at this time"

A grey haired women with silver eyes and a posture of warrior stood up, "My daughter Beatrice is fourteen as of yesterday I wish for her to be presented to the wizengamont"

Dumbledore nodded, "Your request is granted Lady Francis"

A young lady with bleach blond hair and the same silvery eyes stood, "I Beatrice of house Francis do hereby declare that upon the time of my mother's passing I shall take her place in the wizengamont"

Dumbledore pounded his wooden hammer, "With the power invested in me by the wizengamont I hereby declare for all to here that when the time comes Beatrice Francis shall join her peers in the wizengamont so mote it be"

Dumbledore smiled, "Are there any other family's who wish to present their heirs?" After several seconds no one said anything so Dumbledore continued on, "Our first law that has been brought to bear today is a bill sponsored by the Malfoys, Goyles, Crabbe, and the Parkinsons about budget reform for the ministry to explain more about the bill is the esteemed Lucius Malfoy one of the main authors of the proposed bill"

From there the proceedings went from interesting to exceedingly dull as people explained their bills, people objected to the said bill, a vote on whether more deliberation was needed or they could vote, and then repeat. To Harry this was mildly interesting the first five minutes or so seeing what they learned about in action. However to a nine year especially two nine year olds it turned into something worse than merely dull. The two boys spent the next half hour building paper airplanes that they planned to unleash upon an older gentleman whom appeared half asleep in the next seat over however there was one obvious problem with their plan Madame Longbottom who was eyeing their paper air planes with a suspicious eye. Harry came up with a crude but effective tactic. Lightly touching Madame Longbottom Harry whispered that he needed to go to the restroom giving Neville a stern look and casting a few silent protection spells,

"You are not to move from this seat Neville and you will also be on your best behavior well I'm gone do I make myself clear"

Neville nodded mutely a minute later when Madame Longbottom was gone Neville put the plan into action hurling a bombardment of paper air planes upon the unsuspecting wizengamont members Neville's final results before Madame Longbottom returned were three head shots, six arm hits, and one got stuck in someone's beard. Afterwards Neville and Harry deemed it a successful venture with the plan of many more to come. As they exited the wizengamont a stout man with a boulder hat spotted Harry's scar and not wanting to pass up the opportunity introduced himself,

"I believe your Mr. Potter"

Shaking his hand in return Harry said, "I am and my friend here is Neville Longbottom who would you be sir?"

Puffing out his chest in the manner of most career politicians, "My dear boys I'm the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge"

Neville like Harry immediately got the sense that this man would help anyone for the right price and key flattery responded in a dry amused tone,

"It's certainly an honor sir how a simple tour leads to meeting the Minister of Magic himself can you believe this Harry?"

Not quite knowing or even if Neville knew where he was going with this Harry decided to play along,

"It must be our lucky day that's a nice bow tie and perhaps in the future we can work together especially when we take our places at wizengamont"

Like any good politician Minister Fudge responded in a typical vague unoffending answer, "Certainly that will be the quite they day boys but know unfortunately I must beg my leave I have important matters of state to attend to keep our country strong and have continued prosperity for all our citizens"

Neville and Harry nodded, "Good bye Minister"

Madame Longbottom who was now behind them was looking amused, "If you're wondering why he ran off so quickly is because that man is scared of me. I gave him quite the talking to the other day about his appointment for centaur liaison the man he wanted to appoint was the incompetent man that I ever had the misfortune to know"

Neville and Harry both nodded being at the receiving ends of several of her talks they felt a strange kinship to Minister Fudge even almost feeling sorry for him. A couple minutes later they were back at Longbottom Manor and had an hour to kill before the financial instructors arrived to teach them. They decided to check each other's sword stances which proceeded into a halfhearted game of tag. Soon afterward the two tutors arrived Mrs. Hydeson was assigned to Harry while Neville got Mr. Rancher. They were both dressed in very professional wizard robes Mr. Rancher was a tall pale faced man with boorish uninterested brown eyes. While Mrs. Hydeson was slight of build, had pretty blond hair, and had pointed blue eyes she was the one who spoke first,

"My name is Mrs. Hydeson my colleague is Mr. Rancher we are part of the firm Financial Wizarding Accounting your lesson will be individual involving investing in made up estates, business, and balancing the books. The results of these made up business will change weekly and it will be up to you to make the final decisions we will merely advise and teach you how to handle the various situations that come up know Mr. Potter you are with me do you have a place in mind where the lessons can begin"

Harry immediately thought of Perlington's secret room though he was unsure if bringing a visitor there was the best option he felt it was fitting to train in finances where do finances for the future of House Potter,

"I do however I'll have to floo their first and give you permission to enter"

Mrs. Hydeson merely nodded her agreement a few minutes later minutes later they were sitting in the Potter study sighing wispily Mrs. Hydeson said,

"I wish I had study like this know Mr. Potter lets began your first lesson it's going to be on classifying the various parts of an estate report"

Taking a deep breath he swore to himself to do his very best he was the last of the Potters it was his duty to make sure that his future heirs were well provided for and lacked nothing.

Chapter 3 Life with the Longbottoms: Tea and chess with Lord Black and Lady Prewitt nee Black

For the last few months since the Greengrass dance Harry had been exchanging letters with Arcturus the first letter was the most difficult he had no idea what to write. Emma Greengrass his guardian at the time had advised him to brain storm ideas based on what he was studying then finding a topic that he wanted further information on since at the time he had been studying pureblood customs and his knowledge of dark pure blood customs was somewhat sparse he asked for further information on the subject. From there the topics diverged to poisonous plants, how counter said poisonous plants, flowers planted in the garden, and advice how to defend your home against intruders. Now he was going to Black Manor for a short visit to learn chess, drink tea, and meet his daughter Lucretia. Harry was nervous and kind of excited Arcturus was quickly becoming a grandfather figure in his life. There were hints in the letters Harry received of a darker edge to the man an edge that made Harry cautious of him. Bringing him out of his thoughts was Madame Longbottom who was looking at him with stern disapproval it had taken all of Harry's considerable marauder's skills he learned from Remus to persuade Madame Longbottom to go on this outing at all. She harbored a deep mistrust of all Blacks due to one of their family member's involvement in the attacks on Nevilles parents,

"I suppose that suit will have to do," she took out a small wood coin, "This is a port key say going home while holding this and it will get you out of any danger you encounter so be safe" Looking at Madame Longbottom Harry decided she needed some comfort based on her how worried she was about her ally going into the lion's den. Getting a mischievously grin he channeled his inner Luna hugging her Neville who was watching the proceeding with an amused expression now looked as shocked as Madame Longbottom did it took everything Harry had not to laugh because now was the opportune moment to escape,

"Well thank you for helping me with my suit I'll be back by supper"

As he walked to the floo he thought about what each of his friends would say about what he just did Luna would be impressed by the power of Harry hugs, Daphne would be most impressed by the look of shock he managed to incur on their faces, Astoria would simply laugh, Lilith would give him her trademark secret smile, Boris would tell him he could hug like a boss, and Draco to put it nicely would call him a brave fool. Harry's first impression of Black Manor was established eternal power. Every piece of furniture seemed hand-picked to look old yet at the same time to appear ageless like it would be here know and long after you were gone. The other thing that stood out about the house was that it was mostly dark with random patches of light Harry briefly wondered if the house was like this was the same reason Arcturus said Blacks were named after stars. The final thing he observed was the magic of the manor it felt so strong yet at the same time it seemed to be fighting a losing battle against its own demise. He met Lucretia and Arcturus at the dining hall which was luckily one of the lighted rooms of the manor. Harry's first impression of Lucretia was what one would call silently powerful a person who would stab you in the back with a smile on her face,

"Greetings Mr. Potter it is a pleasure to finally meet the young man who has enthralled my father"

Harry kissed her hand, "Enthralled is such a strong word Madame Prewitt"

Smiling she responded, "So what word would you use then Mr. Potter?"

Harry smiled, "I'd say our conversation's our engaging and if I could have the honor of your first name you could have mine in exchange"

Lucretia smiled, "To have that honor Mr. Potter you have to share a cup of tea with me"

Arcturus looked somewhat amused by the banter, "No matter how exciting all this double talk is we should at least sit down for it"

Smiling Lucretia pulled out a chair and ushered Harry into it, "How very rude of me though it hardly my fault the current company is so engaging"

Arcturus nodded taking out the chess board, "Harry is an engaging lad to be sure know chess is a game best learned by doing I'll explain the rules and Lucretia will be your advisor since she finds your conversation's so engaging"

The afternoon went quickly Harry while playing chess struck up a conversation with Lucretia about poisonous plants something she seemed to know far about than Arcturus as for the chess game he lost all four however each time he did a little better. The fifth match was between Lucretia and Arcturus it was amazing each player seemed know what they were doing four moves ahead of time Lucretia ended up being victorious. Then it was time for Harry to leave Lucretia surprised him by giving him a hug goodbye,

"I give you permission to call me Lucretia from now on I also expect you to write dear and to have tea again sometime"

Harry smiled, "Thank you Lucretia I give you permission to call me Harry and I promise to write"

When Harry left Lucretia looked at her father knowingly, "I like Harry I don't know what you have planned but implore not to do it that boy looks up to you"

Arcturus smiled, "He got a way of reeling you in doesn't he?"

She looked at her father with a calculating gaze, "I think I'm going to head home now enjoy the darkness father"