Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters

AN: Has it really been that long since my last update... sorry to you all. I just haven't had the time to write lately, I've had to work a lot more to play catch up on my bills. I know there are many clichés in this story, but seriously, some are fun to write about while others just make the story more interesting. I didn't want to do a time travel scenario, since if you had the knowledge to change things, wouldn't you do just that? Many of those fics just have Harry following along canon, revenge against another main character or using it as a method for Harry to get Hermione.

This idea made more sense for the length I was trying to do as well as allowing for more canon in the story that actually makes sense, other than the cliché, not wanting to change anything so he knows what to expect. In this, he doesn't know what will happen, but is better prepared for what is to come. I know this break is lasting a very long time, but much of the background I didn't want to hint at over time, this story will get complex as it keeps going. But I don't want to just drop everyone at once. That and if you're like me, you'll be like, why would Harry seriously sit on his arse each summer when he could at least do something. Go to London, meet some nice muggles, maybe go to the Leaky Cauldron on occasion, etc. But it's always just being the Dursleys little slave each summer.

Next chapter is Hogwarts, don't worry. Anyway sorry again for the long wait, hopefully you'll enjoy the latest chapter in playing with the timeline

Morgana sent Harry a hard glare "What did I state about stupidity, I even stated it bluntly to you when we first met. Yet it appears my words did not penetrate that mind of yours." Harry simply blinked and looked back at her innocently, he had gone over the memories with Morgana countless times. Then it hit him suddenly, stupidity, she hated the stupid actions every other version of himself took in the past, so refused to help them. So why did she still choose to aid him, even now?

Morgana had a very puzzled expression matching his own he noticed "I've been wondering that myself. Why does such a foolish boy, intrigue me, your mind is no different and I only you ever caught my attention. Anyway, telling such secrets with no thought of the consequences was a stupid decision. Are you sure the previous two girls are sufficiently trained to fend off the Headmaster's or his pet's mind probes? Daphne was well trained, but enough to stop truth serum Harry? Is her mind secure enough to hold off a prolonged attack? I know for a fact neither recent girls are sufficiently trained. Don't worry, I took precautions to keep the knowledge of myself, your skills and the wands locked away in their minds. They won't be able to speak of it to anyone, not even each other, I also did not put such blocks on you, since usually he does that, for some reason he did not, or you would not have been able to tell the Greengrasses. This place is similar in a sense to his, with the same protections, yet you were able to speak of it."

Morgana narrowed her eyes "Any who probe for the information will get nothing, truth serum will provide nothing. No I will not teach you how to do this. You were extremely stupid to tell the elder Greengrasses, young Astoria and Blaise. What makes you think a death eater won't one day capture one, get the information and then obliviate their encounter? My assumption was wrong and Merlin did not do as I expected, he buffered your Occlumency shields, but left you the right to tell whoever you wish clearly. For some reason he holds much more faith in you than any of the others, perhaps it's the freedom of choice that makes you different too, or has another taken an interest in you too..."

Harry suddenly gained a very guilty look on his face, he was getting too relaxed around people, revealing such things with no thought of the consequences. He knew he had to be careful from now on, he also suddenly realized that he probably shouldn't bring Tracey of Neville into the fold yet. Neville wasn't ready to stand on his own two feet, let alone hold his secrets, while Tracey, it was hard to tell where her allegiances lay. Sure she saw Daphne as a close friend, she seemed to like him from her actions thus far, but Harry knew that he might be nothing more than a means to an end. There was also the fact he got nothing from that annoying little feelings that pop up in his mind to certain people, truthfully only Neville and Katie got any reaction in that sense. Meaning the original Harry knew nothing of her or the others. He would have to get to know her much better the coming term, maybe get her a wand for Christmas if she proves herself.

"Good, at least you understand your mistake. No matter, those you told won't be able to speak of it, more than likely they think it was your glowing eyes that have caused it. Some advanced mind magic at work, the dark lord can make his eyes glow red, it would cause many to believe it is dark magic at work. It will only further your cause by making them believe you are not Dumbledore's pet. It was why Damien watched you as he did, when he found he was unable to speak of Daphne's wand to his wife. Likely why Blaise also said as he did, one so skilled in the mind arts, tricking Daphne into liking you would be easy.I will not allow you to fail based on your arrogance and faith in others. I always wondered why Merlin chooses male soldiers to be his chosen, someone like Miss Bell here would be a much better warrior, sexist bastard"

Harry found the words Morgana was speaking odd. It was as if she thought Merlin could not create a Harry exactly like him now, it didn't make sense though. Surely doing exactly as he did would reap the same results. "Foolish child, do you think fate works in such ways, one changed word. One different step by you, a different smell in a certain place, a suggestion at the back of your mind to do something differently, many things could alter you or lead you down a different path. I have seen fate intervene in the same setting before."

Harry gave an incredulous look "Uh, why do you speak of fate as if it were alive?"

Morgana stared blankly for a moment before laughing loudly, well more like cackling but less controlled. "Because fate is more than an invisible force, it can learn, adapt, it is a force that makes events go in a certain direction. Corrections are made each lifetime, thus no two things go the exact same way if it doesn't lead to where fate wishes it to be. It might not have a form like you or I, but it does learn from its past mistakes. If it were as easy as you believe, would there be any need for him to repeat the procedure multiple times? Don't be stupid Harry, you are smarter than that, I told you to think before you speak."

Harry sent a glare her way, that she simply ignored, turning her gaze onto Katie who stood straighter "And now for you dear"

Katie surprisingly didn't react when Morgana was suddenly in front of her, eyes black and fangs bared. Reverting to normal, Morgana simply nodded "So I was right to choose you. I am known as Morgana, think what you will. I have lived for ages past and no I am not a vampire. As for why you are here, you will be the mediator-" She waved her hand and everything went dark for Harry. His last conscious thought, was Katie calling his name in slight panic.

Harry began to stir and heard Katie's voice, it sounded distant yet held a sad tone to it "- pect me to attack -?" Harry tried to focus to hear more of the conversation, what did she mean? What was she talking about? Was she speaking of him? Attack, why would she be talking of attacking? Harry was confused when she suddenly stopped but he heard Morgana "He stirs, unexpected? Perhaps my previous test wasn't as accurate as I thought, although it was physical rather than magical"

"What do you mean Physical?" He heard Katie retort with an agitated tone, he didn't hear the response as he once more fell unconscious.

When he began to wake once more he heard a soft voice in the distance, which seemed to be singing, words that he didn't recognize but seemed to soothe him and fill him with warmth, yet cold, happiness, yet sadness, a joyful voice, filled with pain. Opening his eyes he saw a figure surrounded by a bright light, making it impossible to see any features. Inside his mind he heard the words echo in a tone that was not male or female. 'Warrior of fate, or fate's warrior, you must see the truth'

Harry found he could not speak, he could not do much of anything but listen to the soft voice that seemed to echo throughout his very soul. Every word was comforting and yet threatening, but he tried to understand. In his mind he began trying to send a message out "Who are you? What do you mean?"

'Warrior of fate, or fate's warrior' The light faded and Harry awoke again groggily, his senses quickly returned and he muttered "Merlin, why me? Can't I just be Harry, warrior of fate... Why does everyone keep calling me that? The weaker populace think I'm some Merlin like figure called the boy who lived, to the powerful, I'm the warrior of fate. Can't someone look at me and go, oh look there, it's just Harry" Harry let out a long sigh to see Katie standing over him with a curious expression on her face. After a sigh, forgetting his rant for the moment he muttered "Hmm so how much did she tell you?"

Katie tilted her head to the side, thinking carefully on how to explain. Something that was not lost on Harry, did Morgana tell her things he didn't know "Very interesting topics, such as fancy abilities you apparently have that seem impossible until she showed me herself. By stabbing you with a sword"

Harry saw her look behind him with narrowed eyes at the last statement. "She also wants me to be the middle girl in your little arrangement, I eventually agreed, once she calmed me down. Apparently you are coming to her too often, asking too many questions and acting stupidly. If she really is as powerful as I think, never mind, she doesn't want you just bringing people here to see her like you have been. So she has changed the rules, I am the only person that can summon others here now. So if you want to bring someone to her, I have to agree they are ready or worthy. While I don't mind the other three coming here first, I would like to know why I'm last Harry?" She got an innocent looking pout on her face.

Harry groaned as he sat up, he looked down to see that indeed there was a red scar like mark that was fading slowly. Obviously it was a recent wound, so he wasn't unconscious for long. Looking around he realized he was in the backroom and Morgana was zipping around, obviously making a wand for Katie. "Honestly Katie, Daphne was first because she already figured out a lot about me, that and Morgana brought us here, we didn't seek her out. Susan and Hannah I brought here just before you arrived, they came first because they got to the cauldron first, maybe I should have waited to reveal the truth, but at least you all know now. What else did the old hag tell you?"

"Who are you calling hag pretty boy?" Harry found himself held by the throat in the air, he gave Morgana the most innocent look he could muster considering the position he was currently in. She let loose an unladylike snort before letting him drop to the floor. "So I take it you understand? Good." Then she gave Harry a very searching look, as if looking right into his soul. "It seems another has taken an interest after all, but who could have the power to do so? No matter, as long as they don't stand in the way of your progress, here you are young lady."

Katie quirked an eyebrow in Morgana's direction when she held her new wand, she was wondering why the power was so much greater than her first wand from Ollivander. The warmth was as if it was bonding with her very soul and body, whereas Ollivander was just a glow when her old wand chose her. Gazing at it with a critical eye, Katie truly liked what she saw. It was almost like flames were in the wood itself, travelling along the orange like texture, itching to break free. "Fire Elm with an abraxan core, the wood speaks for itself as it gives the impression of a raging inferno when gazed upon. The creatures your core comes from are extremely physical in nature to their mates and family, yet very aggressive against those not worthy to touch them. As to their magical nature, you might want to look at healing and warding, this wand is perfect for such things. Interesting choices, but then again, no wand maker has access to as many cores. Not many wizards or witches have wands made solely for their use, this wand cannot be used by another wizard or witch. You have your role Katie, I expect you to carry it out."

Harry was about to retort when the familiar darkness wrapped around him and he found Katie once more in his arms, a moment later the Leaky Cauldron returned to his vision. "Harry, you might want to remove your hand" Harry blinked at the command, before he squeezed whatever his hand was on out of curiosity. The twins laughter made him even more curious, as well as the looks he was getting from the others.

Looking down to see where his hand was, he blinked realizing he was holding Katie's right butt cheek, he wondered how in Merlin's name Morgana was doing these things. But he simply removed his hand and put the girl down. Running his hand through his hair, he looked around again, and stated "What? Look at what she's wearing"

Chuckles were made from many of the males in the pub while a few giggles were also heard from the women. Harry looked around again before motioning everyone to the large table he had convinced Tom earlier to hold for him and his group. The bartender was more than pleased as it was Harry. Originally Harry was going to just get a private room again, but he didn't need people getting the wrong idea, that and he wanted to show off some of his power. What better way to do so, than a large crowd.

Soon enough everyone had arrived, Daphne was surprisingly the last to arrive, with her younger sister in tow, she sort him out immediately looking quite agitated. Harry suddenly realized another reason for Morgana's actions, in preventing the girls from talking. They would all think it was his fault, not hers, since Astoria, Blaise and her parents weren't brought to Morgana. She didn't say a word however, slammed her palms into the table and simply sent him a heated glare that made everyone present chuckle nervously. Neville started laughing genuinely as it was a very familiar scene to their flying lesson, but the roles reversed. He quickly stopped when he suddenly became the centre of attention. "What's wrong dear, you look upset with young Harry?" Molly stated with a slight frown at the odd behaviour.

Blinking, Daphne tore her eyes from Harry to actually notice the other people at the table, she sent Harry another quick glare "Wasn't me" Harry stated, she looked at him again and looked confused for a moment before Harry tapped his wrist where his new wand was. Her eyes widened and she nodded before walking to sit in the middle of Tracey and her sister. Who began whispering furiously to each other, Susan and Hannah were doing the same further down and both narrowed their eyes in Harry's direction. He sighed again before gesturing to his wand wrist again, they looked confused and he decided he would talk to them later. It was then that he noticed both parties had a note in their hands.

Harry chose to ignore them all and not listen in, possibly due to Katie having her wand in her lap pointed in his direction. He doubted she would notice if he did so, but didn't need a girl putting him down in such a public place. He ordered a large breakfast from Tom, for the entire 'Potter Party', the Weasley boys didn't need to be told twice and dug in, it seemed away from Hogwarts Percy had a stomach like Ron's, he just ate at a slower pace. Ron obviously didn't lose his appetite or skills at eating over the break.

Katie, Susan and Hannah helped themselves only after Harry encouraged them to do so. The other two chasers, the Grangers and the elder Weasleys tried to give him money. That he blatantly refused to accept, the Grangers eventually agreed and began to eat, seemingly looking at the food as if it would suddenly up and attack them. Harry was very tempted to make the food do just that with a bit of transfiguration. Just as the grin came on his face, as if reading his mind, Katie muttered "No" from next to him. Causing him to pout and sigh before he too began to eat.

Looking back at the elder Weasleys he sighed as they still looked reluctant "Think of it as part of the payback for your help with my ideas Arthur" That brought a grin to the redhead patriarchs face and he too joined his sons, in devouring the breakfast feast, Molly and Ginny eating at a much more civilized fashion.

Turning to his favourite blonde, he saw the wicked grin on Astoria's face, he suddenly realized she was likely working with Rosaline to get him and Daphne together somehow, or it had something to do with the note. With him getting the girl a wand, the matriarch of the Greengrass family likely thought Harry was close to reaching the goal she had set up. Harry than looked around the pub and took notice of everyone there, many Hogwarts students and their families pointing him out. Fangirls attempting to bait him with their smiles, but none had yet to bother him or the group. Something that confused him, the year before they had swarmed him, but the last few trips, they just acknowledged him respectfully "Actually, I'm feeling generous, Tom, give anyone here for Hogwarts, whatever meal or drinks they want. Put it on my tab"

Cheers were almost deafening and the Weasleys all looked shell shocked at the simple way Harry offered such a thing. Molly voiced everybody's inner voices though "Harry dear, that is too many galleons surely." Harry waved off her concern with a smile and just continued to eat, the confident move saying more than any words could.

Looking to see everyone's reactions, Daphne for the first time that morning had a small smirk adorning her face, as did the other purebloods at the table. They obviously thought it was a smart power play by Harry, to do such a thing in public. Arthur seemed to recognize the reason behind it too, if the calculating look in his eyes was anything to go by. Percy and Ron both looked furious, Harry felt both had different reasons but it all came down to jealousy.

Once he was sure everyone was finished, he stood to cheers around once more and ignoring them all, took Katie's hand, as she was the closest, and walked out of the pub. He heard a camera and saw the flash and inwardly sighed. He hadn't followed the media's articles on him, since he felt it would either anger or distract him too much, now more than ever he couldn't get that distracted. The curiosity was strong though, just what were they saying about him, a playboy, slandering his name, talking him up possibly, having the heirs of Greengrass, Abbott, Bones, Bell, Longbottom, Davis as his close friends. Then again he was now shopping with a Muggleborn and her muggle parents, he was also seen entering a private room at the Cauldron with them. Harry laughed thinking of what the headlines must say "What's so funny Potter?"

Knowing it was Daphne who spoke, having an idea of why she was using that tone, he had just showed the public he had money, thus power. The girls could be seen as gold diggers by the majority of the public, they needed to earn their place. Granted most were old and powerful in their own right, there were more powerful girls from other families, they would need to earn their place by his side. Morgana attacked him as a test, it possibly was a hint to what she had planned for the girls. To show his skill in the magical and physical fields too, so he decided to play along. "I'm thinking maybe we should switch places, I'd much prefer that view to these crowds"

Gasps were heard at the volume Harry stated it, from all around. As Harry began to turn his eyes widened when he felt like he just got belted by a brick to the gut, everything slowed and he followed the point of impact to the approximate source, to see Susan holding her new wand out at him with a smirk. His eyes darted to Katie who moved away quickly with a smirk, and felt a much stronger force slam into him. This one had enough force to carry him 10 metres, he slammed into the ground and bounced a few times. Clearly, since they all knew he wouldn't die from basically anything they do, they were planning to go a little harder than they would normally, not that he didn't mind. The suits were predictable after a few rounds, but witches were another story.

One look at their faces, told him all he needed to know, that must have been on the notes. He now had to prove himself powerful in all aspects, or people would target him to get to his funds. If he showed he was clearly more powerful than any other wizard his age though, capable of holding his own against skilled witches their age in their own right, it would hold off many as well as show their own power and skill. Looking at Katie again he could just imagine what Morgana must have asked her to do. 'Fight him, show your skill levels as well as his by holding you off. I did just stab him repeatedly, now he is fine, you won't end up killing him, don't worry. He didn't heed my warning, so now I must compensate for his idiocy, he must be seen as powerful or be used like a puppet'

His senses saved him from getting burned from the side, that and he heard the quiet "Incendio" Daphne stood with a broad grin as he dodged the flame by rolling out of its path. A crowd had started to gather, Molly was shrieking loudly and Harry took the moment to glance over there, seeing the woman frozen in place and now her face was conveying she was shouting, with her husband trying to calm her down. Harry gave the man a grateful nod which he returned.

Hermione stated loudly "What is going on? Why are they attacking Harry? Why isn't anyone helping him?"

Hannah sighed loudly "Hermione, quiet, you need to understand this isn't the muggle world. This for you is like medieval times for you muggles. Harry just showed he is obviously very rich with what he did back there, money is power. Unlike most heirs to rich families, they have powerful parents to protect them, Harry is on his own, sure he has Dumbledore watching his back. But still, that might not be enough for some people. Heirs with only money and no skill, can be easily manipulated by those with more raw power. How do you think you know who got so much power in the first place, he had the skill and power to back it up, by getting those with money through fear and raw magical power and skill. Dumbledore was the same, but through different means."

Neville took over the lecture towards the self proclaimed know it all. "Not only that, if you have been following the Prophet, than you should know that Katie, Susan, Daphne and Tracey are basically being called Potter's whores already. I'm not sure why Hannah here isn't"

Hannah interrupted with "I'm a half-blood remember, why would they care about me. It's also why you aren't in any papers yet, they would much rather talk about the pureblood girls around Harry, not the muggleborn. Anyway, right now the public think those girls are just fangirls like them about to charge into the fray, giving themselves to Harry to get his money. Uh we should probably stop them, they look murderous"

Hermione looked appalled but even more confused than before and Hannah sighed loudly before explaining further "They are heirs to their houses, they have to show the boy or man they choose is worthy of their time. Hermione, you are like a peasant girl compared to a princess to a nation to our world, as princesses, they must choose a worthy heir. Oh my god, did she just..."

Hermione turned back in the middle of Hannah's statement to see Harry dodge something that blasted a hole where he was standing. Cheers and abusive comments starting to appear in the crowd that was quickly becoming larger. "Anyway, Harry is the boy who lived, but no one truly knows what happened to you know who. The adults won't believe the truth, even if all the children think he's the next Merlin from the stories we've heard of him. The girls are not only showing they are capable of protecting themselves, but prove that Harry is powerful too. Two pixies with one hex"

David looked intrigued suddenly and turned to Arthur who was watching the famous wizard intently "Why is none of the older generation interfering?"

Looking away from the battle Arthur said his own piece "They won't unless necessary, they are likely curious of what he is capable of. Not only that, I recognize a few of them as Aurors, likely patrolling to make sure no unpleasant occurrences happen during such a busy time. They have their wands out in case a dangerous spell goes too close to the crowd. Also like me and everyone else here, we are all curious to see the power the boy who defeated the darkest wizard of the last century has in his possession. Also they are only about to start their second year, what harm could they do"

Ron looked to be trying to attack Daphne from the glare in his eyes, Harry felt his blood boil for a moment until he saw Tracey had him in a body bind of some kind. He noticed some of the older men in the crowd had their wands out as if to stop anything from getting out of hand. But none actually interfered, maybe because of the spells being shown by their age group had them in shock or they too wished to see what their so called saviour was capable of. Astoria was simply cheering for her sister to kick the spoiled brats arse, assuming the girl was referring to him he vowed to get the young girl back for the comments.

"Now girls, is this really necessary, I was just stating you have good assets" He actually wanted to see what they were capable of, they obviously already planned to test him out, from the fact they were working well together. But he wanted to see how they would react when upset or angry. "Maybe a session of viewing my gifts on you perhaps? Or a repeat view Susan?"

Susan roared "Depulso" and Hannah shouted out "I am not stepping in this time Harry, I hope you know what you're doing"

Harry once more avoided the spell and glanced at the blonde girl, who with Neville, the twins, the other two chasers, Draco, plus a few other students he vaguely recognized, held back the fanatic fangirls, who were trying to get to Susan now. Many others looked torn between watching the boy who lived or help the students holding back the girls. He saw Lucius eyeing him intently, in a very similar manner to many others in the crowd. But there was something else there, a hungry like look he couldn't quite place. 'Obviously wants to see what I can do'

"Diffindo" Harry's eyes widened at the same spell name spoken at the same time, he merely danced around their stunners and light jinxes, with exception the banishing charm, but it was a simple spell that anyone could block against. The speed and power could do some real damage however, plus they shouldn't even know the bloody spell. If he dodged, he didn't trust the bystanders to react in time. So instead of merely dodging he pulled his new wand and stated "Protego duo"

Shocked silence came from the crowd and the Aurors off duty were about to step in "Hold your positions" One of the senior members bellowed as he continued to watch Harry assess the situation quickly, when the wand appeared more gasps were heard and got louder when Harry waved his wand in two mirrored patterns and dual shields came from each point. Absorbing the cutting spells with ease, Harry didn't look winded at all from producing such a clearly strong spell, the shielding charm wasn't learnt until fourth year, but the duo variation was a fifth year spell. The spell, that few even learnt and that shouldn't be possible for any 12 year old to learn due to the sheer power output.

"Bombarda" "Reducto" "Confringo" Susan, Katie and Daphne bellowed in sync, the three destructive curses moving with more power than girls their age should be capable of. It was enough that the Aurors didn't react in time and they slammed into the shield, exploding upon contact, the crowd stood silent as the shield easily held against them.

"Susan, you're not still angry that I walked in on you half naked? That almost made me break a sweat" Harry stated, showing that he was fine and in good spirits, sighs of relief were heard from all around.

Susan looked to be shaking with rage, she looked like she genuinely wanted to hurt Harry now, no more testing. Just as Harry wanted, he remembered Morgana's words on her core for her new wand and was curious to see what it was like. Wind seemed to pick up around her and a surge of power seemed to burst forth "Potter" She roared, a faint aura seemed to flow from the wand and around her, making him extremely curious.

Harry saw Susan point her wand at him and he saw her whisper, he wasn't expecting it to be so quiet though and didn't hear it, but a thin stream of fire launched at him, his eyes widened in surprise at the speed and he bellowed "DO NOTHING" Letting his shields drop, his eyes glowed brightly as he had wanted to try something for a while, if he could create fire, maybe he could also control other fires. Focusing on the incoming flame he held out his hand, with his new wand, willing them to stop.

He really hoped it worked, as he didn't want to be burnt, only for the burns to fade after a few mintues. The stream slammed into what appeared to be an invisible wall of some kind, at the tip of his wand. But instead of dispersing upon contact, the fire seemed to increase in size constantly. Harry saw Susan fall to her knees and pant, seemingly tired from the last spell, he quickly noticed Hannah, who ran towards her best friend. Neville, who Harry noticed arm was in a vice grip form said girl, was pulled along too to check on the girl.

Harry focused on the large flame and he ignored all the shouts of panic, since the spiralling ball of flame was 10 feet in diameter and growing. Harry's focused on compressing the fire, all else fading from his line of sight, all he saw was the flame of the fire. He imagined the flame growing smaller, to everyone else his eyes got brighter, giving him a very intimidating posture. As a scowl had formed on his face too, as his frustration at how long it was taking came out, it was the key through, the rage, as the ball shrank faster, before dispersing altogether.

Harry stood there silently, everyone else was too, his eyes still glowing eerily, he cocked his head to the side and felt like roaring in victory. Somehow he thought that wouldn't be a good idea to act so childishly. He closed his eyes and calmed his emotions down, feeling that the rage had dissipated, he was about to call the little test before he heard a voice exclaim "Very impressive, such skills for ones so young." Turning to the voice he saw the man who ordered the people not to step in before "I am curious just how powerful you are young man"

"That's enough Rufus, stand down" Amelia start after she arrived after a pop with a few more shortly following, all dressed in official looking robes. Wands were out and looking around for danger, Harry was honestly surprised at the speed that they arrived, for some reason he thought it would take them some time to even realize anything had happened. Or it might be because the Ministry's precious, boy who lived was involved.

"Amelia, what's with the entourage?" Amelia turned her gaze to Harry and narrowed her eyes, turned to her niece for a moment. Susan for her part, had the guiltiest look on her face at the moment, Amelia's eyes falling on the wand in Susan's hand, returning her gaze to Harry she simply raised an eyebrow.

Shrugging he simply stated "A gift, sorry about the mess, I can pay for any damages, I did provoke them"

Amelia and the Aurors simply waved their wands a few times and the cracked and damaged pavement was instantly repaired. "Oh, explain?" Was all Amelia stated in response once they were done, she looked at the crowd who now, over their shocked silence were talking excitedly about what happened, she quickly got the general idea.

"Uh, can't tell you about the wands, it's a secret. As for why they are pissed at me, I kind of asked for a private show, from your niece and uh those two with their wands pointing at me" Amelia's eyebrow twitched in annoyance, at the blunt statement.

Harry's cheeky grin at her scowl also annoyed her to no end, she knew that look all too well from the few years of James Potter and Sirius Black. "Why did I even bother to ask? Due to my officers not stopping it immediately, or the Goblins stepping in since it was so close to the bank, I take it you provided a good show and as I expected, none were in any immediate danger"

Harry blinked before turning to see that around 10 armoured Goblins had indeed left the bank but were staring at Harry in awe. This caused even more mutterings to occur between some members in the crowd, now Harry was curious enough and picked up a few of the conversations "Goblins can sense the size of a magical core" "Of course idiot, didn't you see what he did" "Merlin, are the stories true" "Perhaps I should align myself with him after all"

Focusing on the immediate area, he missed Amelia's statement "What was that?" She ignored him, signalled to the man she called Rufus and vanished in a pop. Her entourage and a few random people in the crowd following her lead, including the man she called Rufus, after he sent Harry another curious glance.

Harry stretched dramatically before making his way over to Susan, he saw Katie walk over to Daphne and speak quietly "What was that last one? Could be useful to know, maybe we should pool our knowledge of spells, have some training sessions, show me a good show"

Susan was about to respond before a loud "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Harry actually cringed at the volume of the voice, he made the mistake of trying to listen in on the other two girls. So Molly's voice was like having his ear next to a speaker, on full blast. Everyone noticed Harry's reaction and he picked up a few odd comments on it. "Attacking the poor boy out of the blue, don't think I forgot you allowing it Arthur, they are children! What is wrong with you, all of you? Allowing such a thing to happen in the first place, I recognize some of you from the Ministry –"

Her eyes widened when she once more couldn't speak, her eyes looking at the wand in her husband's hand once more, looking completely furious. "Molly, it was their choice, they were proving a point. No one was going to get hurt or they would have stepped in, he is the boy who lived"

"I agree, it would appear Mr Potter had the situation completely under control, even the Goblins are impressed, surely you know what they can do. Or has your knowledge of our culture fallen so far by spending so much time with muggles" Lucius Malfoy stated walking up to the group, inclining his head to Harry, who saw the angry expression on Arthur's face before returning the gesture.

"Now Lord Malfoy, there is no need for hostility. Due to Arthur's knowledge of the muggle world, I might have discovered something that will prove very useful for me in the future." Both looked at him in shock for multiple reasons, Lucius's mask falling completely for but a moment. "Where is my cousin by the way, surely you didn't bring Draco on your own?"

"Mother is trying to get an autograph from that git in the bookstore" Draco stated walking up to the group. "Harry, why didn't you come and visit us?" He eyed Ron darkly who did the same.

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair, he sniffed the air once and turned to the Goblins "I've had a lot of things to try and sort out. Oh that reminds me, HEY RIPTOOK, THAT YOU"

One of the goblins came running over after a loud gasp "Y-yes sir, how did you know it was me?" Harry simply raised an eyebrow and the Goblin got a toothy grin under the helm he was wearing "Of course, I take it you wish to have a meeting with the director? He will want to see you after that display I believe"

Harry nodded, honestly he had nothing to discuss with the goblin, but showing that he was on a first name basis with the director of Gringotts Britain would get all the public's view of him grow even more. That would show the Goblins trust him, trusting a wizard so thoroughly hadn't been seen since Godric Gryffindor after all, over a thousand years ago. "Yes, let Ragnok know I'll be by to see him later today, also could I get you to place 100 galleons to the Weasleys main account for their help recently" The Goblin bowed before marching back to the others and ordering them back to the bank.

Harry slowed time and held back the urge to burst into laughter at the looks on everyone's faces, he burned them into memory. When he reached Daphne he winced, as she was regarding him with a look that he hadn't seen on her before, a look he had seen on fangirls though, it lasted but a moment even with the slowed time. He knew she believed he had missed it, he would let her keep thinking that. He saw Molly was about to state something "I told you already Molly, your husband has aided me with something that no money could buy, trust me I've looked around. This is but a small payment for the help, if it proves successful, your family will get a percentage of the profits. It will happen, you can not refuse it, unless you plan to literally throw out the galleons from your vault"

Stunned silence reigned once more. Harry truly did so, since the one thing Dumbledore might have used the Weasleys for, is money, or the promise of it, if they followed through with his plans. With only Arthur working, in a position not very high, obviously they had made a deal with the headmaster to get all their children to attend Hogwarts. Harry thought this might be a way to see their true colours in a sense "Merlin's balls, you know the director on a first name basis?" Draco stated, rather untactfully in reality, which he quickly realized, straightened up and stated "Uh, I mean, so how did you and the Director meet Harry?"

Everyone looked at the now thoroughly embarrassed boy in surprise or shock. Only one person had the gall to start laughing though, one young brunette girl. Draco turned to yell at the insolent female, who dared embarrass him further when he froze once he caught sight of her.

Harry gazed at Draco's reaction to Astoria's outburst and burst into laughter himself, that caused everyone else to do the same, only Daphne seemed to realize the true source of Harry's laughter though.

"What has captivated everyone's attention then, I am still signing books everyone" Everyone turned to the loud, arrogant voice, to see Gilderoy Lockhart walking towards the large crowd in the centre of the street. Squeals were heard, confusing Harry immensely as he somehow knew they were not directed at him. When he heard Hermione squeal and excited statement of "Oh my gawd, he wrote most of the booklist" He knew who it was, the person he felt was a fraud.

"Well, well, what has happened to get such a crowd rivalling my own?" When he caught sight of Harry, he made a beeline right for him. "It can't be, Harry Potter"

Harry was about to dive behind his girls but stopped and stared when he heard the statement. Did the man he believed to be a fraud, just call him just Harry Potter, not the boy who lived. His shock quickly wore off when the man got closer and the crowd starting cheering "Oh my gawd, two of the greatest wizards together" "I wish I could take either of them home right now, oh the things I could do" "Back off hussies, they are mine" "Maybe they will duel too, it will be like Dumbledore and Grindelward, a legendary duel"

Harry sighed at the more ridiculous claims and avoided the arm trying to grab at him, he saw the camera and let out another sigh, when the man finally realized he couldn't catch the elusive boy who lived. He stated "Harry, come to the shop, I have an announcement to make"

Harry eyed him suspiciously for a moment, before reluctantly nodding and walking towards the shop, making sure to keep his distance from the man. Lockhart made an announcement about giving all the textbooks to Harry for free, than gave a speech about becoming the new DADA professor at Hogwarts. Harry let out an audible groan that had the cheering crowd looking at him oddly.

Once a few pictures were taken, he left the shop and gave his books to Ron, it would keep him quiet hopefully. The self proclaimed, best friend of the boy who lived, looked like a fangirl that had been given a lock of his hair. Harry knew all about Polyjuice potion, so knew exactly why a fangirl would treasure it so much.

The group than collected their own books and went to pay, Harry noticed a few Hogwarts students were eyeing him hopefully, he wasn't about to buy them all the overpriced books though. When he paid for his own though, he noticed a book in the pile that he didn't pick out, the owner had never seen it either, flicking through it, he quickly noticed it was blank. Checking it more thoroughly, he saw the name of the last owner and he narrowed his eyes "T.M Riddle"

He looked around the room, trying to figure out who put it in his pile, he trusted, well, trusted enough, everyone with him. Then he remembered the frantic elf earlier in the summer at Privet drive. Turning to Lucius he saw the man turn away as soon as their eyes met, almost as if he thought Harry might read his mind. Shrugging, he took the book with him, it might help him figure out what was keeping Riddle alive, if that was the case, Lucius might have just proven himself a worthy ally after all.