Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, cuz I'm not JKR. Dang.

Summary: Harry discovers secrets long kept hidden. What will he do when the truth is finally revealed? Contains Dark!Harry, Good!Slytherins, and RonHermione bashing. HPDM rated for later chapters.

A/N: Thank you so much to all my reviewers! Your voting has given me a good idea of who to make good and who'll be with Dumbledore.

BTW, this is definitely AU, and disregards everything after GoF, so Sirius is alive. XD

Chapter Three

Gringotts and Shopping

When Harry awoke the next day, it took some time before he remembered where he was. He was swimming in black silk sheets in the largest bed he'd ever known. The sheer extravagance was what triggered his memory. 'Oh yeah, this is my room at Malfoy Manor. I don't think I'll ever get used to having my own rooms here.' Harry thought.

Harry couldn't believe what was happening. Just 24 hours before, he'd been sitting in his room at the Dursley's thinking about how bored he was. Everything had happened so fast, it seemed surreal. However, Harry thought that the strangest part of all this was that he seemed to have no trouble believing everything that Draco had told him.

'Everything I've ever been told about my life has been a lie, yet I don't feel all that bad. I'm angry, but only because I was manipulated. Maybe I always knew something was off, so it's not that big of a deal. Oh well, if I'm not all torn up about it, then why think about it?'

When Harry walked into his closet he saw an outfit waiting for him. Black jeans with green flames rising from the bottoms, a black t-shirt with, "Sarcasm helps keep you from telling people what you really think of them," printed in green across the chest. Harry dressed, chuckling as he pulled the shirt on, and walked out of his rooms into the hallway.

When he opened the door, Dippy appeared and beckoned for Harry to follow her. She led him downstairs, and into the dining room, where Draco sat waiting for him.

"Good morning Harry," said Draco, "I trust you slept well."

"Yeah," replied Harry, "best night's sleep in a really long time. Thanks for the clothes by the way." As Harry was talking, breakfast appeared in front of him and Draco.

"It's no problem. Besides, you need something to wear when we go out today. I thought we'd go to Gringotts first and get that all squared away, and then I am taking you shopping."

"Okay. While we're out, I'd like to get some hair dye. Always wanted to dye it, I just didn't think that the boy-who-lived would do anything like that. God forbid I act like a teenager."

"Not a problem. I know a place in Diagon Alley that has potions for that."

"Cool."

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An hour later saw Draco Malfoy, seemingly alone, striding into Gringotts. Harry followed close behind under his invisibility cloak. Draco walked up to one of the goblins, and requested a private meeting with the head goblin, Ragnok. Almost immediately, he was ushered into an office.

"Ah, young master Malfoy," said Ragnok, "what can I do for you today?"

"Actually," Draco replied, "I'm not here for me, I'm here regarding Harry Potter." With that, he gestured, and Harry stepped out from under his cloak.

"Here about your estate then?" asked the goblin. "It's about time, do you have any idea how it feels for us to have to cater to that fool Dumbledore? Frankly, I'm surprised you didn't come earlier."

"Well sir, I didn't actually know that I had anything other than the vault that I've been withdrawing from," said Harry.

Ragnok got a strange look in his eye. "So you've never signed anything saying that you gave Dumbledore permission to utilize your accounts?"

"No, why?"

"Well because young lord Potter, this means that Dumbledore has broken the law. He has not only prevented you from accessing your own money, he also forged your signature on legal documents. He's been stealing money from you, and that is a very serious offense. Not only can you bring charges against him for lost properties, but we can as well. The old fool will be in major trouble over this."

Draco laughed. "He deserves everything he gets. Could you tell us just how much he has taken from Harry over the years?"

"Well," said Ragnok, "I'll need to go and check. If you'll give me a moment please?"

"Of course," the boys replied.

Ragnok left the two young men in his office. When he left, Harry let loose a sigh. Draco looked over, concerned. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yeah," Harry replied, "it's just that this is all so much to take in. This morning I was fine with everything, but sitting here, I guess it made everything real. I don't really know what to trust anymore."

"I realize that it will probably take some time, but I do hope that you will come to trust me."

"I've always trusted you Draco. Even when I thought of you as my enemy, you were the one person in my life that I could count on to always be there, be the same."

Draco opened his mouth to respond just as the office door opened and Ragnok reentered. "Lord Potter, according to these figures, over the past six years, Albus Dumbledore has illegally taken 80,764,950 galleons from your accounts here. Add to that the recorded amount of time he spent on your properties without your permission, and he owes you roughly 100,000,000 galleons. I may have rounded up a bit with the property infractions, but the cash is entirely accurate."

"Holy shit! That is a hell of a lot of money. What the hell was he doing with all of that? Gold plating his entire house?"

"Well," said Draco, "we know that he's been paying of the weasel and the mudblood for at least six years now, and if you add in all the Order 'expenses,' the total isn't hard to come by. Besides, do you have any idea how much candy the old fool goes through in one day? I wouldn't be surprised if he spent close to fifty galleons a day on it all."

"The young master Malfoy is quite correct," said Ragnok. "Dumbledore set up three separate accounts when he gained access to your estate, one for a Mr. Ronald Weasley, one for a Miss Hermione Granger, and one for his own enjoyment. The accounts for Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger both contain 20,000,000 galleons each, and his own account right now contains 30,425,640 galleons. The other 10,339,310 galleons has been spent in some way."

"Mother of Merlin," said Harry. "How soon can you get the paperwork started to get him brought to trial for all of this? Because I'd like it if you could hold off for a time. Announcing his arrest in the middle of the welcoming feast would be excellent, wouldn't you say Draco?"

"Indeed, however, it may subtract from the statement you'll be making with your re-Sorting."

"Hmm, point. Alright, Ragnok, get the paperwork all settled, and we'll let you know when we want it to be made public knowledge."

"Of course young lord. All shall be taken care of."

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When the two left Gringotts, Draco turned to look at Harry. "Alright, now that the unpleasant stuff is taken care of, no more thinking about it, okay? Now, I am taking you shopping and there's nothing that you can say or do that will stop me."

Harry laughed. "Not to worry Draco, I do need something to take my mind off of Bumblefuck. However, I would like to get out of Diagon Alley. I'm not ready to be found quite yet."

"Not to worry, I know this great store in Muggle London. It'll be perfect. We do need to stop and get your hair potion first though. Do you know what you want to do with it?"

"Hmm, I was thinking green and silver streaks would be nice."

"Oh yes, you'll look perfect."

Hours later, and Harry had an entirely new wardrobe. He got the works; pants, shirts, shoes, and enough jewelry to make a girl jealous. That is, if she was into bondage. Wrist cuffs climbed to his elbows, and a thick black dog collar was strapped around his neck. As they were leaving the clothing store, Harry spotted a shop that perked his interest even more. He quickly dragged Draco over.

"What is it Harry?" asked Draco.

Harry stopped in front of a tattoo and piercing parlor. He threw Draco a smile and said, "You're not the only one who likes piercings."

In the end, Harry went a bit crazy. Draco laughed at him, saying he could get them all at different times, but Harry didn't care. He walked out of the parlor with two bars in his right eyebrow, a loop in each of the bottom corners of his lips, a bar in his tongue, a loop through his left nipple, and a bar in his left ear which matched the bar in Draco's right ear. The man in the parlor had raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

"When we get back to the manor a healing potion will take care of the pain for you," said Draco. "And, um, why'd you get a matching earring of mine?" The look on Draco's face was one of hope mixed with fear. He wanted to know, but at the same time, was afraid of the answer.

"Well, this way it's easier for everyone to see that we match. And I got it in the opposite ear so that when we stand side by side, they are always together, just like we'll be."

"YES!" shouted Draco, while jumping up with his fist in the air. Harry merely raised an eyebrow.

"I take it you like that answer?"

"Oh yes. I've been waiting so long for you to do something. I didn't want to push you away so I didn't say anything. Heh, why else do you think your rooms are right across from mine?"

"Well, I had wondered. What say we go back to the Manor talk this over a bit more?"

"Definitely."

Harry and Draco slipped into an alleyway and with a crack they were back at the Manor. Draco immediately pulled Harry in for a kiss, but was pushed back. He looked at Harry confused.

"Healing potion first," said Harry, pointing to his lips, "then kissing."

Smiling, Draco handed Harry a bottle filled with a blue liquid. Harry tossed it back, feeling the pain of his piercings fade almost immediately. For a moment he just stood there, but then he pounced on Draco, catching his lips in a fierce kiss. Soon their tongues were battling for dominance, both boys' tongue piercings clacking against one another's.

Harry pushed Draco against the wall of the hallway they were in and proceeded to grind his hips into Draco's. The friction caused both boys to gasp, pulling them momentarily from their kiss. Soon enough however, they were back at it. They were rudely interrupted however, by an irate potions master clearing his throat.

"Might I assume that the two of you have settled your differences?" asked Severus.

"Well Snape, I guess you could say that," replied Harry. "Oh by the way, can I call you uncle Sev? I've been dying to try out that name. Heh, uncle Sev. Just rolls right off the tongue, don't you think?"

"Ah, good so Draco has filled you in. Oh, and no, you may not call me uncle Sev. My name is Severus, not Sev. I refuse to allow you to shorten it."

"No problem uncle Sev," replied Harry. "I won't ever call you Sev."

Severus glared at Harry while Draco laughed. This only caused Severus to glare at Draco as well.

"Oh, don't give me that," scolded Draco. "You know you'll let him call you whatever he wants to now. Oh, and what are you doing here? You're interrupting something you know."

"I could see that. I'm here to talk to the two of you about Harry's birthday."

"Why?" asked Harry. "What's the big deal? It's not for another couple of days anyway."

"Couple of days?" screeched Draco. "Why didn't you tell me? I need to buy you a present, we need to plan a party, oh, there's so much to do!"

Draco started listing things off to himself muttering under his breath and counting things off on his fingers. He was interrupted once again however by Snape.

"As fascinating as that all is, I meant something else," said Snape. "On your birthday Harry, you will officially come into your inheritance. This means that you will receive your full powers."

"Cool, I get more?"

"…." (Draco)

"?" (Snape)

"I mean, I already have more power than every wizard I've ever met. I could always tell. How much more could I get?"

"Well, I don't really know," said Snape. "I just thought that you should be warned that you may wake up differently than you fell asleep."

"Oh, okay. Thanks for the warning uncle Sev."

Snape grimaced, and disappeared with a loud crack. Harry looked at Draco, still pinned against the wall. "Well," he said, "where were we?"

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A/N: OMG! New powers coming! Who else is super excited (raises hand). Yay! Next chappie will include power revelations :) Also, Sirius is coming soon kiddies! Whoop!