CHAPTER Twenty-one

Harry had just gotten back from his early morning run. Hermione and the other girls were working up to his pace and would be a few more minutes before they returned. He had just finished his push-ups and was starting on sit-ups when Hedwig announced her presence and landed beside him.

Harry picked her up and smiled before brushing her back and neck "Good morning beautiful. Harry gave her an owl treat and then she stuck out her leg. Harry removed a letter and realized it was the Headmaster's writing. He smiled to himself as he realized that Albus was not free from the muggles medical control because of the letter's return address.

Harry opened it and began to read:

Dear Lord Potter,

I applaud your recent endeavors to stifle my efforts to stop you from leaving. I was completely and thoroughly stymied. The muggles just released the order members this morning and the international port key office will not be up and operating for another week so they tell me.

It is obvious to me that you have received more training than I provided at Hogwarts and I and others have underestimated you. You are a resourceful young man and after this year I can see that very clearly now.

Unfortunately fate has dealt you a harsh and different hand from most normal wizard's and witches, you will eventually have to deal with this fate no matter what you do, it is unavoidable.

Harry, I implore you to see reason and I promise to help you deal with what must be done in the very near future. You must come back and lead this effort because otherwise the other side will win.

I await your missive in reply and your return when you come to your senses for the greater good.

Sincerely,

Albus P.B W. Dumbledore

Harry kept looking at it and the more he saw, the more incensed an outraged he was getting. Somebody had decided for him what he must do and arrogantly gave him no other alternative.

When the girls came back they knew he was angry with many people and when Hermione found Albus's letter she fully understood why. Harry had locked himself into the Delacour's upstairs study. The girls could feel that he was focusing on a response to a letter that was inherently wrong in all that it predisposed that Harry must do. They wanted to go console him but Hermione stopped them.

The next day Harry came out of the room and came to the sitting room where the ladies were at. "I am sorry I have shut myself off from you. Somebody pissed me off greatly."

Daphne looked concerned "We know Harry we saw Albus's stupid letter."

Harry looked at her and smirked before nodding "Well I have a response that I am going to send to a major French paper and to the prophet on 1 September. We will not be going back to Hogwarts this year."

Hermione jumped up and was about ready to say something before Harry's look stopped her. "All of us will be taking our Owls on 5 August at the French Ministry and then on 30 September we will be taking our NEWTS at ICW headquarters."

Hermione looked shocked "Which Owls and Newts?"

Harry smiled "All of them." Hermione eye's opened wide and she began winding herself up before Harry stopped her cold "Don't Princess just listen. If you want a mastery in anything, then in October you will have a chance to do that as well. Hermione you and the girls will have training that begins on 15 July and will last five normal days. This training will give you all the knowledge that you will need to pass your OWLS, NEWTS, and get two or three Masteries if you want them."

Harry smiled at them "Today, I left a response that I want you to look over and correct that will be sent to the papers in one month. I am going to go for a long run to work out my frustrations." Harry left before Hermione or Daphne could begin their inquisition of him.

Daphne looked at them "Did you catch the part about five normal days of training?"

Fleur answered "Yes but I am not sure what that means."

Hermione put her hands over her mouth as she gasped "Training in a time dilation field that is what it means."

Harry heard over the bond "You are in big trouble Mister because you have not told us many things, like you have had training in a time dilation field. How much?"

Harry chuckled in his head "You ladies are too smart for your own good. I am under oath and I cannot answer your questions. I understand your ire but once you start training all will be revealed but you must give an oath to start your training."

Harry was standing with the girls just before they entered the chamber at Gringotts Paris. They each looked at him and they seemed saddened that they would be gone for a little over three years. To Harry they would be gone for five days.

Harry had spent the last hour explaining to them all that had happened last summer when he left for school. The Goblins had come and gotten him because for the last two years he had not answered one of their letters to him. When he arrived at Gringotts under escort he was met by very hostile Goblins who felt that they had been slighted by another human.

After thirty minutes of explanations from Harry along with the Goblin version of truth serum, it was found out that Gringotts private mail had been intercepted by none other than Albus Dumbledore who did not answer for him but kept the Goblins and Harry in the dark.

It was over the next few days that the plot against Harry had been uncovered by the Goblins. Through the ministry records and Goblin records they had a complete picture of everyone who had been trying to eliminate Harry over the last twelve years of his life.

When it was discovered that major amounts of money had been taken from his family vault, heirlooms had been removed by Albus with inside help from a rogue Goblin, all hell broke loose at Gringotts, thieves, under their very nose, had stolen from their client Ragnarok was on the war path and began killing the clan leader, the family leader, and all family members until the worthless Goblin who did this turned himself in.

Slam fist was interrogated for three days as every item stolen was tracked down and the entire forty million galleons was returned with severe penalties to the main Potter vault. It was then that Ragnarok realized that Family Potter had been under siege for more than a decade as had been Family Black.

Harry asked for and received help in his training to deal with the families and the ministry that had tried to wipe his family name from History. They had sent him to training in the time dilation field for seven years and they did it in seven days real time. Harry's scar was found to be a horcrux, his health was restored by removing it and some illegal bindings on his magic, and most of all he had been forged into a lethal weapon and a combat wizard like the world had not seen for over a thousand years.

The Goblins had archived Wizard, Goblin, and Elf magic and taught all of it to him in the seven years. They had taught him Weapons including the sword, pike and bow and he was a battle mage that was highly skilled.

When he did return to Hogwart's last year he decided to keep his eyes open and observe what people and groups were doing. When the Triwizard Tournament and its' champions had been announced he had enough and he struck with lethality and precision. He neutralized the Ministry, then began on his outright enemies before he then moved in closer to those that were enemies disguised as friends and those that supposedly cared about him.

It had been five days since he had last seen his wives and he had missed them greatly. When the door opened he could see that they had missed him in their eyes as they held themselves back from their first instinct to rush and hug him.

Instead he was surprised to see that they came before him and bowed before taking a knee and raising their wands. "Lord Potter…" they began in one voice "We pledge ourselves as wives and warriors to support you in life, in love, and all of your battles. Your enemy is our enemy, your ally is our ally. Most of all we promise to never betray you so that you may know that your back is guarded by those that can do you no harm. Leaving you to face your enemies with only one concern, of their blood on your blade. So we swear, so mote it be." The magic flashed to acknowledge Harry's acceptance of their pledge.

Daphne stood up and stood before him "My Lord your wives have asked that I speak as your first wife and ask for your blessing." Harry looked at Hermione with his eyes arched she nodded to him and smiled.

Harry responded "Lady Daphne I accept and you receive my blessing."

Daphne smirked at him "In private sire please know that I am no lady and expect you to treat me as before…with my blessing." Harry leaned forward and gave her a tender kiss.

Hermione, then Fleur, and finally Gabby followed and they left the chamber to return to the Delacour Estate where they had a family get together. Hermione's parents were still on hand, as were the Delecours, Sirius and Remus. Dan had been introducing them to Bar-B-Q much to the Elves consternation as they were not cooking the meals.

Over the week the girls had been gone Harry had spent time with Fleur and Gabby's family and he had especially gotten close to Jean Pierre who was the Vice Minister for France. His twenty year career before his present position was of an auror and he brought others in to challenge Harry. On the third day the Head of their Auror department came to talk with Harry with the sole intent of hiring him to join the Aurors when he finished his NEWTS. Harry smiled but said he had other priorities that were more pressing and four women who had to help him decide. Mr. Charborliet left dejected for not getting his commitment. That night the five of them celebrated their return in their own special way.

It was the 29th of August when Harry sent the papers his response to Albus Dumbledore's letter. He didn't believe the Daily Prophet would print it but had let them know that papers in France, America, and the Quibbler had received a copy.

2 September -

Albus had been greatly disappointed when Harry, Hermione, and Daphne Greengrass had not returned with the rest of the sixth years. Albus's plans were on the verge of collapse and he had sent Order members to begin their search of Harry. Some had outright refused after they learned of things from Minerva. Albus was very unsure of what he was going to do. Everything hinged on Harry as he had set it up that way.

The owls swooped in and delivered his morning mail which did not concern him until Minerva stomped into the hospital room. "Albus Dumbledore you are the biggest horse's ass I think I have ever met and if this open and published letter does not make you re-think what you have done and what you are going to do, then I will be going to the Ministry to tell them what I know and filing a complaint. Albus grabbed the paper and read the headlines:

THE BOY WHO LIVES IS SHOT OF US!

Albus's eyes widened in horror as he opened the first page to find a two page letter from Harry Potter addressed to the Magical Population from him.

My past fellow British Magicals,

My name is not the boy who lived. It is not the golden one, the chosen one, the savior of the British isle, the next dark lord in training or any of that other rubbish you have printed about me over the last five years. My name is Harry Potter a former British Citizen and a former British magical that no longer lives in Britain.

This summer I received a letter from Albus Dumbledore that admonished me for striking out on my own after he placed me, against my parents will, in an abusive home with my non-magical aunt and uncle. My parents will was so explicit as to specifically say that I was not to be placed there because they hated magic and they knew they would hate me. - Albus Dumbledore knew better and sent me there and I was abused for eleven years. Not once did he care enough to check on me and in fact prevented many who did care from being able to check on my welfare. -

For ten years I was beaten, starved, treated like a slave and knew no love. -Albus Dumbledore knew what was best for me.- For ten years I was given my cousins hand me down clothes who was three times my size because my relatives loved me so much they wouldn't spend a quid on me.

Imagine how angry I was when I was fetched by the Goblins because I wouldn't answer their letters because you guessed it, my self-appointed magical Guardian Albus Dumbledore redirected all of my mail to himself and didn't answer that mail, didn't inform me of it, or teach me about my family or the wealth it had accumulated, or about how to be a proper Lord of an ancient and noble house.

Imagine how angry you would be when you found out the very non-magical guardians were receiving 1,000 galleons a month for your care by a self designated magical guardian but they spent nothing on you.

Imagine how angry you would be when you found out that very magical guardian had designated himself and Molly Weasley to receive 5,000 galleons a month each since you were orphaned to also care for you. I never knew either of them until I was Eleven years old and went to Hogwarts because they never checked on me.

ALBUS DUMBLEDORE KNOWS WHAT IS BEST FOR ME….RIGHT?

Now imagine that the designated Guardian that your parent's had named in their will was sent to prison for betraying them and their will explained that Albus Dumbledore cast the Fidelus charm on your parents hideout and knew the secret keeper was not Sirius Black but Peter Pettigrew, their real betrayer.

Imagine how angry you would become when you learned that your self appointed Magical guardian was the chief Warlock and helped to send your rightful guardian to prison when he knew he was not guilty!

Imagine when that Self-appointed magical Guardian had stolen money and property from your families vault valued at over forty million galleons but you knew nothing because he kept you in the dark, helped you to be abused, and generally didn't care about you only what your gold could do for him.

His excuse for doing all of this to me is because of a prophesy that is supposed to be about me that I am the only one that can defeat the Dark lord. Oddly and suspiciously enough he is the only one that heard this prophesy and has selectively allowed some of it to be heard, one of which half was heard to direct Lord Voldemort to hunt my parents down. Albus Dumbledore knows best…right?

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ...

either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies ..."

Now this great man stated in his letter that my destiny requires that I come back to Britain to fulfill this prophesy for the greater good… whose greater good would that be Headmaster, yours with all my gold in your pockets?

My response to all of this is the following. I am fifteen years old and until the Goblins came to my rescue, my four girls saved me, my godfather, an accused murder by the British ministry named Sirius Black helped me to escape Dumbledore's clutches, I had nothing and was left to fend for myself. The people who treat me with respect, that care about me are with me and not on the British isle.

If the adult Wizards and Witches cannot and will not straighten their own messes, then don't expect me, a fifteen year old, to do it for you because I refuse. None of you have lifted a finger to help me or to protect me? You now want my help and protection?

It is your Dark lord and I will not come back until you have straighten the political mess you have created, make laws that are fair for everyone, to include all magical beings.

The Dark Lord has Risen he is out there and you will fix the political climate or allow Lord Voldemort and the Pureblood elite to take over because you are too lazy to fix it yourselves.

My name is Lord Harry Potter and I have had enough… have you?

Albus head hit the table as he realized that all his manipulation and control was effectively shattered beyond repair. He had to get to Gringotts to get his ill gotten gain and make a hasty retreat.

He was about ready to write a letter as another came by owl. He looked at the front and found the official Goblin seal on it and his stomach fluttered. He opened it and his eyes widened –

Dear Mister Dumbledore,

Please be advised based on Lord Potter's complaint to us that all the accounts you had are closed and all stolen money returned to its' rightful owner. You had 51 Million dollars in your accounts of which 40 million came from Lord Potter's vault and with interest and fees it amounted to 49 million galleons. Gringotts has charged you with 2 million galleons in fees for theft, accounting services, transfer fees, and the like, leaving your balance at negative 1 Galleon.

Because you are in abeyance we have confiscated all items in your family vault and closed the vault. All items that could be sold have been and with Gringotts fees applied we have attached 1 Quid as the remainder.

Please know that you are banned for life and beyond from entering Gringotts or Goblin held properties with a be-head on site order.

Respectfully,

Gringotts Bank

Ruined, everything was ruined all because of a letter. He was interrupted by a another letter. "Albus was this your plan for me as well but because I had family and you couldn't do it? Harry didn't deserve what you did to him and I pity you when you pass on." Neville had signed the note disrespectfully yours!

Albus Dumbledore watched as the Hogwart's Board of Governors entered his room. He saw many angry faces to include all his head of houses to include Professor Sinastra, the new head of Slytherin.

A man named Angore Gristmere was at the head of his bed "I am sure Mr. Dumbledore that you are aware of why we are here?"

Albus nodded "There is no proof that what was said in the article was true."

Angore looked at him with a stern look "Contrary to that statement I have 200 pages of transactions from the Potter Vaults to yours, Molly Weasley's, and a man named Vernon Dursley it is more than 41 million Galleons and most went to your vaults."

Angore looked mad as he looked up "You are hereby fired as our future transfiguration professor. We will send any personal effects to you after Minerva, the new headmistress, has gone through it and checked with Gringotts for what is still missing. You are banned from ever entering Hogwart's school and or its' grounds" They turned and walked out of his hospital room, never to return.