I'm neither famous nor a multi-millionaire therefore I have no rights to Harry Potter. However, I do thank J.K. Rowling for allowing others to play in her sandbox. Please read and review.

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I am terribly sorry for the long break between chapters. I am hoping that the following chapters will be posted more regularly. Thank you to all those who have encouraged me to keep writing. I greatly appreciate it! Now, on with the story!

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"Welcome back, Harrison!" Emeraldedge said as the young boy opened his eyes. "How do you feel?"

Taking a moment to consider the question first, he decided "I feel better than I ever remember feeling."

"That's not surprising. You've had all the blocks removed, the abomination removed, all the scars healed, the bones that healed incorrectly regrown, and you have been started on a potion regiment to heal the malnutrition and vitamin deficiencies. We'll continue to provide the potions using this two-way Gringotts box." Emeraldedge said while showing Harrison a square box big enough to hold a dozen potion vials. "And here are your scan results from both before and after your healing. Be sure to share those results with your school healer."

"Thank you Healer Emeraldedge."

"You're welcome, Heir Harrison. Now here's a mirror, as you can see your metamorphmagus powers have been unlocked. It'll take some practice to get that under control."

"I guess this is a chance at a new beginning for me" the young Heir decided as he looked contemplatively into the mirror and saw his face with long green hair looking back at him. "Now to figure out how to work the ability."

"The majority of all magic whether it's goblin, elf, or wizard is all about intent. You need to concentrate and WILL your magic to provide the outcome you want." So saying, she went back to her office while the young heir concentrated on his new ability.

Closing his eyes and scrunching up his face, Harrison concentrated as hard as he could on what color hair he wanted. Opening his eyes he looked into the mirror. Sighing he tried again. This process continued for a couple hours until he had the desired hair color. Once he had that, he concentrated on keeping it while changing his eye color. It took much less time this time. Lastly he focused on his facial features. After six hours his look was complete and he was fairly proficient at changing aspects quickly.

His final look, as he inspected himself in the mirror, was sky blue eyes, high cheekbones, narrow nose, full pink lips, and deep auburn hair.

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"Heir Potter, I hear you had a very successful trip to our healers." Bonecrusher said as soon as the niceties were observed.

"I'm feeling the best I've ever felt! Thank you for the recommendation. I also quite appreciate my new abilities. I was wondering whether I could make a new "main" identity with this look. I don't wish to be famous, especially with those that take such an interest in me."

"Of course! One of your lesser known titles would be perfect while still legitimately being you. Just choose a different first and middle name not associated with your family."

"I definitely wouldn't want to be tracked easily. Hmm…" the young Heir says as he pulls out his family inheritance sheet to look it over. "Which family still has members alive other than me?"

"The only one that still has members other than you is the Selwyn family. Bryce Selwyn, your grandfather, is still alive." Bonecrusher answers while looking at the young Heir.

Deciding that he will look into Bryce later, the young orphan considers possible name choices. After thinking about it for a while the young Heir says "Nicholas Oliver Pyrite".

"Very good. I'll have all your papers ready for you when you come for the Will reading on Friday."

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"The next thing I need to talk to you about is the letter my mother left for me." Nicholas says as he pulls the letter out of his pocket and unfolds it. "In it she warns me to stay away from Hogwarts if Albus Dumbledore is still Headmaster. She instead tells me I should look into an ICW accredited school in America or Australia. Does Gringotts have information about such schools?" He asked as he looked up from the letter towards his account manager, hoping Bonecrusher would once again come through for him.

Reaching back and motioning for a file drawer to open, the account manager pulled a file from the drawer once it obliged. Pulling out three pamphlets he placed the file on his desk. "There are three ICW accredited schools in those locations. Two of them are boarding schools while the third is a day school." Handing over the pamphlets, he took out some work to do while Nicholas looked them over.

The young wizard eagerly looked over the pamphlets. He immediately set the day school pamphlet aside. Of the two remaining options, the Australian school ran from late January to mid December with breaks for the Spring Equinox, a longer one for the Midsummer Equinox, and another long one for the Winter Solstice. The courses all looked very interesting as well as the elective options available at different times throughout the seven years.

The American school ran from September to mid June the same as the British schools. The course load was similar to the Australian school, however the timetable varied in that classes were held Monday through Saturday allowing each of the foundational classes from the first three years to meet three times a week.

Thinking about his situation carefully, he decided on the Australian school. The spread out school year with the two larger breaks would allow him time to learn about his duties as an Heir and future Lord. In addition, even though the smaller breaks were not as long, they still would be long enough to justify returning and learning more about his duties. In addition, he now had additional time to get settled into the magical world before starting school.

"I think I'd like to go to the Uluru Academy of Magic." So saying, Nicholas pulled out his trunk, unshrunk it, opened it, and removed parchment, quill, and ink. "Who is the current Deputy Headmaster/mistress?" He asked while beginning his letter.

"I believe Solomon Clifton is the current Deputy Headmaster." Bonecrusher responded while continuing his parchmentwork.

It didn't take Nicholas long to compose his letter. He then asked Bonecrusher to look it over, which he did. After a few minor alterations, the young heir wrote a final copy which was then put in an envelope and sealed. Bonecrusher stated he would send it out with the international post, for a fee.

Nicholas then asked if Bonecrusher could place a glamor over the crest on his trunk so nobody would know he was a potter. He removed the trunk and enlarged it again. Boncrusher suggested some goblin magic that would make it so those in the know would be able to see that it had the Potter crest while all others would see the Pyrite crest.

"Thank you very much, Bonecrusher! I will see you on Friday at 10 am for the Will reading." Nicholas said as he prepared to leave his account manager's office.

"Until then, Heir Pyrite."