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A/N:

Thank you for all the sweet reviews. They left me all flowers an kisses.

To some of the questions and suggestions, you were right in some cases. I wont tell which youll have a chance to find out yourselves. And Im not sure if Ill make this a slash story. Its just not what I whant.

And a BIG fat thank you for my lovely beta Punga-Fruit.

Enjoy

~Unsighted-demon~

Ch II

The next morning, after having eggs with bacon for breakfast in a small but cozy Diner that he found while on his wanderings in Penrose, west England, Harry returned to the Chamber of Secrets. He hung his cloak on the hanger that he added next to the entrance of the library and after dropping the few books that he bought on the desk Harry cast a quick locating spell to help him find the book that held the spell on time-traveling. Moments later it came flying towards him from the depths of his extensive library with a few thuds indicating him that the book was part of the pile no longer standing.

It wasn't a book exactly. More like a journal, because that was exactly what it was, written by Merlin himself. Harry found it while on his journeys hidden in the Alps. It was lost to the world and in reality no one knew of it or died before having the chance to tell about the journal, but he found it and it held lots of knowledge. He believed that the value the journal held to him was the reason he called it a book in the first place. Harry caressed its thick cover made of brown leather before opening it and quickly flipping through the yellowed pages until he found what he was looking for.

The spell wasn't complicated and held no restrictions to the luggage he would be bringing as long as it is on the person, which was ale of his books and other things he will need.

Merlin used the same spell to travel to the future and he was met with complications. Since he traveled far he was already dead in the time he went to. His death came slowly. When he retrieved his journal, that he hid before his time-traveling in fear of loosing it in case something happened, he wrote that without his true self acting as an anchor to the time he went to he will die in a week. The old wizard also declared that because of this the spell was not complete.

By the entries in the book Harry guessed that Merlin's calculations considering his death were correct, but he was in no worry. He was going to the past and he won't be staying there for more than a week- in a way.

He was safe.

Putting the book down he decided he would head to Gringotts first and start packing later when he came back.

He was glad goblins were a separate society and didn't need to bow to the laws of the ministry. Because of the feud that was still going between wizards and goblins Harry assumed there will never be anything more than a peace treaty to hold them together. 'And gold' he added quickly.

Thanking Morgana for the tenth time for waking him early this morning and letting him avoid curious eyes, he stepped to an empty teller and asked to speak with Griphook, who was in charge of his vaults; which was the whole lot of them. Thanks to the pureblood interbreeding after most of the dark wizards were ruthlessly killed he received control over few of the largest vaults being the only heir left, creating a decent number of four.

He was glad to have them now. Lestrange, Black and Malfoy families were rich. And now their fortune added to his will be enough for him to use in the past in case his plans didn't go the way he wanted.

A moment latter he was seated in front of Griphook who was working on some papers without indicating him that he knew he was there. A second later when the goblin finished he raised his eyes and eyed him expectantly waiting for him to speak and get on with it while slowly threading his long fingers on his desk in front of him, the scowl never leaving his face.

Harry, seeing that he had interrupted Griphook by coming, without wasting any more time went straight to business. He asked if it was possible to send his vaults back in time or for him to somehow take his fortune so that he could place it in their bank when he himself went to live in the past.

This received a slightly surprised wide eyed look from the goblin, which happened rarely with them being all sneer and no more.

After once again taking control of his expression Griphook looked at him oddly before speaking.

"Am I to understand you are planning to travel to the past Lord Potter?" receiving a nod he hummed in thought.

Harry could still see curiosity in Griphook's eyes and after catching the question in them he cheerfully and as if with no care in the world added. "You know me Griphook, the usual: saving the world, defeating Lords. I thought I'll go back and change a few things here and there, make Dumbles life a bit more difficult. And since I trust and love you so much I thought I'll take the fortune to the past where you could take care of it as always and receive that delicious percentage that I know you get." He finished with a cheeky grin and smiled even wider when the goblin sitting in front of him twitched, his face fighting to keep the 'oh so toothy' grin under control.

In the end Griphook couldn't keep his amusement locked away and burst out laughing, sending shivers down Harry's spine while he chuckled himself. After both of them calmed down enough the goblin set his piercing gaze on him before speaking again.

"I can not say if it is possible to send the vaults through time, we simply never tried since we have no wish of loosing our treasures, and we only received requests of moving trust vaults. Besides if anything happens to the fortune in the past yours in this time will disappear, no mater to when you will take it. Which I believe you are aware of."

Harry of course knew that too. He wasn't in dire need to take them, but he was curious if it was possible to do so. After all it would be useful in the past if things went sideways. The fortune would be his backup plan. Griphook thought the same too; you could see it in his eyes. He was no fool and understood the meaning of the action he was willing to take.

Harry sighed quietly "Yes. I expected this much. Then again I would still want to take all of my additional belongings that I placed in one of my vaults. Since they have no real connection I believe they shouldn't disappear."

When Harry lifted his gaze he saw that the creature in front of him had a secretive smile on his lips. It wasn't something he wanted to look at for too long though so he simply lifted an eyebrow in question.

Griphook grinned at him "I didn't say it's impossible to find a solution though." Of course he didn't elaborate. Sometimes goblins held their secrets just as strongly as Albus. "I will take care of everything for you. Your vaults will be ready in five days in the form of trunks with expansion charms big enough for your fortune. Obviously a pouch would not work."

"No it wouldn't, pity." Harry sighed dejectedly, yet you could see mirth in his eyes. Griphook only sneered in response but Harry still smiling paid no mind to that. "I hope there will be shrinking and feather-light charms on it. I doubt my journey will be as easy with them dragging me down."

Nodding his head Griphook agreed that it would be beneficial, but the expansion charm would need to stay undisturbed for a while before adding other charms on it, and since the expansion was going to be quite massive, a few stabilizing charms would be needed as well.

In the end all was set and Harry was expected to come a week later to take his four vaults in the form of trunks. All he had to do was pack his books. 'Easy.' thought Harry sarcastically.

Few hours later Harry was back in his home. Now with four pentagon shaped red colored boxes of peppermint pops to raise his energy levels and a few black trunks he bought on his way back with libraries constructed in them he was ready to pack. Harry dropped the glamour he was wearing when out in wizarding London and began the long and very uneventful sorting of his books. He believed it will be simpler to store them in his new trunks when they're in order.

Harry had to spend a bit more time than expected with Salazars library, since after some thought he decided to copy all of the wizards books in fear that if he changed the past or Voldemort decided to retrieve some of them those that were in the future would disappear (thus resulting in him loosing them). But the copies, since they would have no direct connection to originals, would not. Besides he could always take originals in the past. When Harry was finished with Slytherins collection he was faced with his additions to the library.

The horrific sight of mountains and piles of books with no order brought a headache followed by a loud and frustrated groan that escaped his lips. Harry never had a chance to sort them and place them neatly in order since the library in The Chamber was full and he had the help of locating spells. But now that he needed to pack them he thought that he could have simply expanded the library. Then again it never bothered him until now.

In the end he only sorted them and placed them in now empty shelves, it would be easier to load his second trunk later. Harry learned that his collection was larger than the one that had occupied wood adoring walls moments before. After all you could still see a few more piles on the floor waiting for their turn. He decided to continue tomorrow and after a quick glance at his clock he learned that it was already past midnight.

The moment he got in bed he fell asleep as quickly as those hit by Avada Kedavra curse.