Disclaimer: Err, I guess I don't own the adorable little munchkin but then again J.K brought him to us at 11…he's four now…#rubs chin thinking before grabbing him# MINE! MINE! MINE! Muahahahahahha!

Rejected Runespoor

Chapter 17

At the steps leading to Gringotts, Harry stopped at the bottom and pulled down the hood on his robe, looking up at the bank.

"Wow."

"Yeah. Ain't it? Run by the goblins. Crafty fellows. You don't want to cross a goblin. Or steal from 'um. And 'onestly. Only a fool would try to steal from Gringotts. They've got dragons." Hagrid finished with a dreamy smile.

Harry rolled eyes, pursing his lips and started up the stairs. When he got to the top he inclined his head slightly to the goblin standing to the left of the door as Hagrid fidgeted beside him and read the little poem on the door.

"Hm." He made a noise and strode in.

"Why'd yeh do that? That's like, drawing attention to yerself." Hagrid whispered heading for a line.

"Because if the rumours are true about them then wouldn't it be obvious it'd be best to be respectful?" Harry gave him a 'duh' look and moved to the line behind a big woman covered in jewels. After she was done he went up to the counter she'd left and gestured to Hagrid.

"Key." The goblin intoned.

"Oh. Ah…" Hagrid dug through his coat pockets, pulling out dog biscuits, mice, which both Harry and the goblin turned up their noses at before finally pulling out the small golden doggie treat crumb covered key.

The goblin looked over the key turning it over in his hands before looking suspiciously at Hagrid. "Harry Potter." He intoned again.

"Me." Harry replied amusedly, giving the goblin a little nod. It looked him over before sniffing and leaving his desk. It went to a door behind all the counters and knocked.

"Griphook!"

Another goblin hurried out of the door.

"Vault seven thirteen." The first goblin turned back to him. "You should also have posession of another key to vault nine ten."

"I don't." Harry looked up at Hagrid who shrugged. "I've just returned to this world from well…since I was a baby. I assume my parents were the last to visit either of my vaults?"

Griphook conversed quietly and urgently with the other goblin in a different language before they separated and the first came back.

"An, Albus Dumbledore too has been to the vault. Not long after your parents passed away. But not since." The goblin caught sight of Harry's dark face. "He made a deposit for you."

"You're…sure?" Harry's eyes narrowed.

"Yes. Would you like to go to your other vault now then?"

"Yes thank you." Harry muttered.

The goblin gestured sharply to Griphook who hurried back over to them. "This way."

"'arry. I don' think Professor Dumbledore meant for you to take so much from your vault…" Harry was looking at him reproachfully and slightly awkward.

"It's my money isn't it?"

"Well, yeah…"

"And I need a lot of stuff don't I?"

"But…" Harry lifted a hand.

"Two pouches full of galleons is not a lot. I need a lot more than you'd think." Harry smiled slowly and fished into one of the pouches in his robe and pulled out a galleon. "Ah, luck of the draw." Never mind it was the biggest by feel. "Go have a drink while I walk around a bit. You look a bit green from the cart ride."

Hagrid looked at the galleon between Harry's fingers and back to his face.

"I'll be fine. I'll just pull up my hood. I have to go get some clothes." Harry forced a blush. "You know, underclothes and stuff."

"Oh!" Hagrid coughed. "Well okay then I'll just go off to…ah, the Leaky Caldron? For a few minutes."

"Hagrid! I'm sure that can last half an hour. You can have more than one drink. I'll be fine." Harry pushed the galleon into his big hand and turned him around with a useless shove, as he was big he wouldn't move. "Go on."

"Well, err, okay." Harry smiled behind him as he moved off and waved to him as he went further down the street before grinning wickedly.

"Sweet." Harry patted down his pouches.

He'd told Hagrid to go away for half an hour but with the threat of underwear shopping behind that he'd surely be gone for an hour at least. That gave him time to find the bookstore first and foremost. And if anything Hagrid showed up earlier than expected…well, he'd just say he decided to go for his books before his clothes and chase him off again. Harry smirked.

AN: CharmsCharlie: Thanks a lot for your review and I appreciate your views because hey you did help me decide on something I'd been thinking about but I'm afraid THIS WILL BE SLASH. And further more this is a challenge-response fic. It's supposed to be HP/LV. And so it will be. I always try my best to work out things for my readers so they'll still like the story but I can't just change it up like that or I wouldn't be following the rules. But at least enjoy it until it gets to the point where you have to leave us. That's allI can give you. Sorry.