Chapter 3 – Have you seen Harry Potter

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The Goblin suite was well furnished but not plush. Compared to my room at Privet Dr it was lush and this had a soft bed. What more could one ask for? Comming and going was a pain as this was not a hotel. Leaving was not a problem but returning required me to get a Goblin to recognize me and escort me to the room each time. The Goblins also had to provide a wand for me to use the room, I had snapped mine and it was a magical room. You needed a wand just to turn on the lights. Getting a Goblin to enter the room had to be done on the main floor of the bank and I could be recognized by the wizarding public not to mention everyone who was now looking for me. I need to eat and get some clothes so staying in the room was not an option.

I laughed at the letter that I should get from the ministry for use of underage magic. Expelling me from Hogwarts and snapping my wand had me laughing. I needed a disguise so I transfigured a pair of my boxers into a ball cap. Fancy it was not but it covered my hair and scar. Now to see if I could make it out of the bank, down Diagon alley and through the Leaky Cauldron without being recognized. I was more worried that Dumbledore's birdy club would have been notified by now. If recognized I was sure they would have no regret to stunning me in public and dragging me back to the old goat.

Charing Cross Road:

I made it. That ball cap probably did the trick. Now to find a couple of stores and a place to buy make-up, lucky the muggle stores are open on Saturdays. Funny no owl from the ministry, but that reminds me to get the Goblins to divert any owls sent to me to their mail service. I was not sure when my magic stopped if an owl could find me but I had best not take the chance.

I waved down a black cab and was soon moving.

"Where is a good all round shopping store?" I asked the cab driver.

"Well you be seeking Harrods."

"No, that place is all that my friends ever talk about, is there anything else that is closer?" I asked thinking I had best stay away from places that they thought I knew about.

"Sure, just a tick Gov"

We came to a stop and I paid a good tip to the driver. He dropped me at the shopping strip on Oxford Street not far from the Marble Arch Underground Station. I just wanted to buy a few new outfits that would help make me not look like Harry Potter and some muggle make-up to hide my scar and maybe some hair dye.

It seemed that the entire sales staff of every store was female and determined to sell me the entire store. So the T-shirts, jeans and trainers became trousers, pants and Shipton and Heneage loafers. Since trainers did not go with formal trousers. I got at least one of every dress mode right down to a swimming cozzie . I did buy multiple T-shirts, ball caps and jeans which was what I wanted to start with. I now was lugging a lot of shopping bags including all that I shrunk down earlier. I was basically done and was looking forward to a nice walk back to Gringotts when…"Harry Potter?" came from behind me.

I turned and there stood the 'Ice Queen' of Slytherin and her side-kick Davis.

I was ready to bolt somewhere quick but it was too late they were right there in front of me. Besides if I bolted I would probably spread a days worth of shopping all over the street, so I prepared for a hasty retreat if this went pear-shape.

"Did you really, really mean it that you are willing to lose your magic?"
Davis asked. I thought that a dumb question as the whole hall had seen me snap my wand.

Looking around I didn't see Dumbdumb or the Ministry so I relaxed a bit and said, "Yes I have had it with the magical world. And you two are?"

"Oh I'm Tracey Davies and this is Daphne Greengrass, she has had a crush on you forever and ever! OOF!" Tracey expelled as she got an elbow to the stomach from Daphne.

"Is that you're Ron Weasley?" I asked Daphne as I smiled, it was funny as Ron could never keep his mouth shut either.

"Yes, she has no idea how to keep her mouth shut and from overloading her friends." Daphne continued. "It's too bad you are loosing your magic you are kind of cute but I have a life already programmed out by my parents and a squib would not fit into their needs."

"Sorry to hear that, say there is a café across the street, how about a coke or something, my shout." I have no idea why I said that. Tracey accepted so fast Daphne had no chance to answer. So we had sandwiches and coke and chatted. Daphne was to be sold off to some rich idiot who would let the Greengrass line and name continue. That she hoped would be many years down the road and was delaying a formal contract for as long as possible. Tracey said her parents didn't care as her father was a muggle. We talked and talked, well Daphne and I talked as Tracy just sat there and smirked a lot.

We some how continued the conversation into Quinto's Bookshop as I needed something to read for the next week until my place was completed. It was fun but they had to leave so I walked back to Gringotts with my packages and to my Suite.

/Scene Break/

Meanwhile at Gringotts Bank:

"Yes, access to the Potter Trust vault and make it quick I have important business to deal with at the Ministry." Albus "always in the look out for a new middle name" Dumbledore was not a favorite customer at Gringotts Goblin Bank. They of course did not like his attitude but his laws he enacted in England were anti Goblin in most case as not.

"Sorry access is denied." Smiled the young Goblin, he was awaiting the outburst from the wizard.

"Do you know who you are addressing Goblin?"

"Some one who is denied access to the Potter trust vault." Goblin teeth accented the statement.

"I demand to speak with the Potter account manager, NOW!" bellowed Dumbledore.

The young Goblin slowly got up and slowly went towards the back offices. Dumbledore turned and strode imperiously after the Goblin until a number of axes and swords were at his neck.

"Wizards are not welcomed in this section, remain here wizard until I find out if the Potter account manager is accepting people without an appointment.

Dumbledore fumed, how dare they!

Upon arriving behind the first door, "Very nicely handled Axehandle, you will do well if that is any indication. Tell him I will see him in a few minutes.

When SharpTooth entered the main floor he was awaiting a blast from Dumbledore and was as happy as he could be if Dumbledore was that stupid.

He was that stupid, "I am the magical guardian of Harry Potter and I demand access to his trust vault immediately" yelled Dumbledore.

"You demand nothing in Gringotts wizard so watch you mouth before we remove your head." Sharptooth was enjoying this. That vault has been emptied and will not be refilled until next August, and from our information the vault will be sealed due to no magical wizard available to inherit the line.

"Where is Potter, what did he do with the Galleons" sputtered Dumbledore.

"We do not divulge client's information to unauthorized personal so leave."

"But I am his magical guardian and I have the authority…" Sharptooth just showed teeth and stated, "Take it up with the Ministry, this babbling is wasting my time." Sharptooth turned and left. At least Dumbledore was smart enough to leave but when he turned he saw that the entire bank floor was paying attention to what was going on, he did not notice Rita Skeeter of the Dailey Profit.

Dumbledore stormed into the Ministry and had Fudge issue an Auror alert for a missing person and to pick up the truant from Hogwarts on sight. A special meeting was called for the Wizengamot for a warrant to access a vault of a truant by his guardian and a warrant for the arrest of Harry Potter for failing to complete his magical education as required by law.