AN: To clarify some things Charlus and the world know The Flamels are dead. The world thinks Flamel died from his wounds and his wife lost the will to live without her husband. I was going to wait to the weekend to post this next chapter but the amount of support this story recived inspired me to release the chapter early. Thank you for everyone who took the time to read this story I hope you continue to do so. As always please review I enjoy hearing your feedback.

It had been four years since Charlus saved
Harry from the Dursleys. Their relationship was rocky at first. Charlus never had a kid and Harry was guarded and closed off. But over the years they had formed a very strong relationship. They both helped the other heal. Charlus helped Harry heal from years of abuse and Harry helped Charlus heal from his heartache at losing his wife. They now considered each other Grandpa and grandson respectively.

Harry upon learning about magic became obsessed. He wanted to learn everything he could and so Charlus taught him. Everyday they would practice a subject. When they weren't studying magic they would play games both magical and non magical. Charlus had long ago learned how to make electric work around magic so he had no problem getting a tv and a computer. Harry introduced him to DVDs and together with Loki and Trixie they watched many movies. Other times Charlus would tell Harry stories about the Potter family. Charlus just wish he had stories about Harry's parents but unfortunately he never met them. The last four years had been great but Charlus knew it was time for Harry Potter to renter the world.

It was a few days before Harry's eleventh birthday. They had just got back from vacation in Florida. They went to Disney world and Universal studios and Harry had loved every moment of it. However he was very excited to be coming back to England he anxiously awaited his letter from Hogwarts. Sure enough When Harry walked into the kitchen Trixie handed him a letter with the Hogwarts seal on it.

"It came, it came." Harry was excitedly yelled while opening the letter. Harry read all the parchment and upon the last one his excitement turned into a frown.

Charlus didn't even need to ask what was wrong. He knew that the last letter was from the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. They had both been expecting it.

After Charlus set the Dursley house on fire he had Loki watch the house discreetly for any wizard or witch who came to investigate. Loki has reported back that Albus Dumbledore arrived at the house. This of course made Charlus do some digging. It was truly amazing how little the wizarding world knew of the wonders of house elfs. With Loki and Trixie's help Charlus was able to find out that Albus Dumbledore had been named Harry's Guardian. He also found out Dumbledore was the one who made the wards around private drive.

Charlus found it odd that the headmaster went to such lengths for Harry but never lifted a finger to help other orphans of the war. Even with Harry's celebrity status it seemed extreme. Both Charlus and Harry had decided to be wary of the Headmaster. Since Harry Potter was registered at birth to Hogwarts they knew once he got his letter Albus would see his name in the book of students and know that Harry was alive.

Charlus took the letter from Harry. Dumbledore had asked if they could arrange a vist here at Potter manner. Not likely Charlus thought. He decided he will go to Hogwarts. It was time he and the headmaster had a little chat.

"Alright I'm going to go to Hogwarts to meet Dumbledore. I sure as hell don't want him here and I don't want to arrange a meeting that will give him time to plan somthing."

"Are you sure that's a good idea Grandda?"

"I'll be fine Harry, just because I am old doesn't mean I can't take of myself. Don't you have a potion brewing that you need to take care off? I'll be back in two hours I expect that potion to be a perfect lilac when I come back or I would empty it and make you do it again."

"Yes grandda." With that Harry went down to the potion room. Where he was working on a first year potion. Charlus had insisted he know the coursework before going to Hogwarts and he demanded perfection. Harry knew at this point it was just busy work to stop him from worrying as he had completed this potion allready but Harry didn't argue. He could use the distraction.

With Harry gone Charlus turned to Loki.

"If I'm not back In two hours you know what to do."

"Yes Master Charlus Loki remembers."

"Good." With that Charlus walked out the door and disappeared with a small pop.

Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk in his office at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry which he was the headmaster of. It had been a long day. Dumbledore had spent the day going over the fire that had supposedly killed Harry Potter and his muggle relatives. Dumbledore hasn't looked into the matter in four years. He remembered the day of the fire. He had a wizengarmet meeting that had run late and therefore he did not see the warning alarms he placed at Private drive go off. By time he saw the alarms and arrived at Number 4 Private drive the house had burned down.

After investigating he had found that indeed all four members of the house had perished.
Dumbledore had always felt something was off but having found nothing was forced to admit that they had died. He purposely kept The Ministry out of the loop and had created a narrative for why Harry Potter wouldn't come to Hogwarts. He will spin the tale of whatever Harry did to defeat Voldemort had cost him his magic. The public would still consider him a hero but wouldn't question why he isn't in the magical world.

Dumbledore was surprised when the book of names read Harry Potter. Dumbledore was even more surprised to find that Harry was at Potter added a note to the Hogwarts letter asking for Meeting under the guise of wanting to meat with all the new students individually before term starts. After Dumbledore wrote the letter he went right to investigating the fire determine to find what he missed.

So far like last time it turned up very little. Dumbledore didn't know why there was four bodies in the house nor how had Harry gotten away. There were to many unknowns and If there is one thing Dumbledore Hates is not knowing something.

Dumbledore could feel one of his frequent Headachs coming on. He quickly poped a lemon drop and like always he began to feel better. The pain was reduced to a mild throb and Dumbledore rubbed his temples. He was just beginning to relax when his door burst open with his deputy Headmistress and transfiguration Professor Minerva McGonagall and His Potions Master Severus Snape trying to hold back a old man that Dumbledore thought was long dead suddenly things made sense.

"Charlus Potter what a nice surprise." McGonagall and Snape's mouths opened in shock.

"Quit Gapping like a bunch of fishes I told you I was here to see Dumbledore. Laddie I would remove that hand before I chop it off and feed it to you." Charlus said menacingly referring to Snape's hand on his shoulder.

Snape removed his hand and sneered at Charlus only to be met with eyes as hard steel. Charlus refused to be cowed by Snape and stared back until Snape dropped his eyes. He then turned his head towards the twinkling blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore.

"Albus it's been a long time."

Severus, Minerva thank you but it seems Charlus and I have some catching up to do." Recognizing the dismissal they both left Minerva still in shock about Charlus and Snape determinedly avoiding Charlus's eyes.

Once Charlus was sitting Albus decide to try and ease the tension.

" I assume your hear about the letter I sent to Young Mr Potter. I can't tell you what a shock it's been learning Harry is still alive. It's actually a relief to know that Harry survived such tragedy. Let alone in your care. Last I herd you died on the run from the ICW."

Charlus narrowed his eyes he got not only the unspoken questions but also how Dumbledore had emphasized the word Run.

"By tragedy you must mean the fire and yes it was very fortunate that Harry wasn't in the house for that. Well you shouldn't believe everything you hear. It's been a while Dumbledore why I still remember the last time we met. Remember the good old days when you fought beside me against Grindelwald's forces? Actually you wouldn't know anything about that would you?"

It was Dumbledore's turn to narrow his eyes in anger. He knew Charlus thought less of him for not participating in the war until his final battle with Grindelwald. He quickly masked his annoyance, anger would get him know where.

"I'm afraid Charlus that I never had the temperament for battle. I am what the muggles call a lover not a fighter. I left the fighting to the professionals like you and our good friend Nicholas."

"Oh don't be so modest Dumbledore you obviously had skill if you were able to kill Grindelwald. Of course this was after the battle was over and Grindelwald was badly wounded."

"He fled to the top of his tower and erected wards. Nicholas was dying and you yourself were recovering from injuries. After hours of trying to get to him out of the tower I was asked to bring him down. Gellert decided not to go quietly. If it wasn't for Fawkes I'd have died. I've never claimed to be some Conquering hero Charlus."

"I beg to differ Albus. You seemed hell bent on flaunting your new found authority at Anastasia's trial. Wasn't it you who aggressively called for her to be put to death. Despite how much she helped us you demanded she died. Yet curious enough you care about Reforming people now. As was the case when you kept Severus out of jail. Yes Albus I do my research. It's funny because by rights he deserved to die. One good deed does not discount a lifetime of bad I think where your exact words. So I ask you Dumbledore where the fuck do you get off?"

"I admit I acted rashely regarding Anastasia. I was angry I had just found out that My Mentor and your Friend Nicholas Flamel has died due to his injuries and what was worse was Perenelle decided to join her husband in the after life. However it was a good lesson during that time that made me change my mind to people could be redeemed. I vowed to give people the benefit of the doubt the second time around. However we are off track we should get back to the reason your here and that is the matter of young Mr Potter.
While I'm thrilled Mr. Potter has found he still has family left you must know Harry can't stay with you under your currant status. I know this isn't what you want to hear but please understand I only have Young Mr Potter's best interest at heart."

Charlus noted how quickly Dumbledore had deflected his concerns and jumped right into Guardianship of his Grandson.

"I beg your Pardon Dumbledore but Harry isn't staying with anyone but me. That isn't up for debate. I assume your saying I can't be his Guardian because of my status with the ICW. However that's easily fixed seeing how your the Supreme Mugwump of ICW which means you can easily pardon me. Which I'm sure you will do because one your a major reason why I was on the run from the ICW and two you want what is best for Harry being his magical Guardian and all that..."

Dumbledore tried to interrupt but Charlus was having none of that.

"...Don't interrupt me that's extremely rude, you will sit down and pardon my French shut the fuck up till I'm done. So what was I saying? Ah yes you being Harry's magical Guardian. Speaking off being his Guardian you better give me a very good reason why you felt you would ignore the will of Harry's parents and placed him with those magic hating muggles. Do you have any idea what they did to him? They beat him repeatedly. Is this you having his best interests at heart?"

"What do you mean they beat him? In my letter I specifically told them to treat Harry like they would treat their own son. I even had the place watched and nobody reported him being beaten. I also am not aware his parents left any instructions upon their death. If they had then I assure you I had no idea. Why I made myself Guardian of Harry is quite simple. After Voldemort was defeated he still had many supporters. I could t let Harry fall into their hands and light families would have treated him as a hero and would have applied him or used him to gain favor. Both options were not what was best for Harry. So I used my Influence to be named his Guardian and brought him to his only family I had left. I put wards up over his home to protect him and to prevent other muggles from witnessing any accidental magic. In Hindsight I should have checked up on him personally but being the Headmaster, Chief Warlock as well as supreme Mugwump of the ICW are very demanding jobs. It's easy to judge from your position but if you were in my shoes would you do any different? I could pardon you but I won't you murdered Harry's relatives and that is something I can not forgive. Now I won't turn you in but it's out of the question of you being allowed to be Harry's Guardian."

Charlus was taken back at first Dumbledore had given him a reasonable explanation of his actions but still Charlus felt there was something off. Knowing arguing about the past was pointless he decided to just focus on gaining legal Guardianship a battle he knew he could win.

"Your wrong again Albus I didn't kill his relatives even though I wanted to. That doesn't mean they got away Free and clear. Each one is serving their unique punishment in different locations. So you have no reason not to give me a pardon. If you truly felt bad about what happened to Harry you won't deny him his only chance at family. Of course regardless if you don't pardon me I'll just take Harry and leave. I've gone this long on the run you know I can disappear and I won't leave my grandson behind. However he deserves the chance at a normal life."

" You are of course correct . He should have a normal life and despite what you may think I'm not the enemy. If you give a magical oath you do not kill the Dursleys I will grant you your Pardon. You will still have to file for custody with the ministry but I promise I will not challenge it."

"I Charlus Xavier Potter do herby sweat on my life and magic I did not kill the Dursleys so Mote it be. Lumos." A green light erupted from the tip of Charlus's wand

"Very well then I Albus Percival wulfric Brain Dumbledore Supreme Mugwump dobherby use my authority given to me by The I.C.W to pardon Charlus Xavier Potter of all crimes so I say so mote it be."

"Thank you Albus. While I don't fully trust you I'm glad we came to agreement on this." With that Charlus shook Dumbledore's hand and left.

Once Dumbledore was sure he left he let out a tired sigh. Fawkes let out to the average person what sounded like chirps but in reality was actually talking to Dumbledore.

{ "it was a small price to pay Fawkes. While Charlus being alive is an inconvenience it's nothing I can't handle. His involvement changes nothing of my plans. In fact this could help gain the boys trust. Charlus will be delt with in due time I am nothing if not patient. In the mean time it seems as our plan with Quirrell worked he is back from Albania and has applied for the defense against the Dark arts position. Please deliver this note inviting him to my office. He is staying in a room at the leaky cauldron."}

With that Fawkes flashed away carrying Dumbledore's note. While Dumbledore just smiled at how interesting a year it was going to be.

A week later on Harry's birthdayCharlus and Harry had just left Gringotts. Charlus had taken Harry to the Potter family vault where his parents had left two letters one was from James addressed to both Lily and Harry. The other was from Lily addressed to James and Harry. Harry took both he was at first hesitant but the curiosity and desire to read words from his parents won out. Harry didn't read them in the vault he decided to read them later. Charlus didn't question it he knew how much the letters meant to Harry.

Charlus had a busy week. Since Dumbledore pardoned him he went to he ministry to claim the Potter seat on the wizengarmet and file for Guardianship of Harry Potter. Charlus return to England was a shocking story and as expected it was on the front page of the daily Prophet. Charlus had found it aggravating to have reporters clocking his every move. It was compounded by claiming guardianship over Harry who was also very popular in the wizarding world. It seemed after a week people didn't feel the need to approach him but they still pointed and starred.

After leaving Gringotts Charlus took Harry to Florish and Botts to get Harry's school books. Harry was browsing the shelves looking at books that caught his eye. Harry was so preoccupied he didn't pay attention to his surroundings. Harry Crashed into a young girl.

"I'm so sorry I didn't see you there." Harry said while offering his hand to the girl. The girl looked to be about his age and had long curly blond hair that reached just below her shoulder blades. The girl's most striking feature was her icy blue eyes. Her face was proud and aristocratic made even more so by the regal green dress robes she wore. Still Harry couldn't help but notice that she was rather cute.

"You should watch where you are going." The girl said back rather rudely in Harry's opinion.

"Yeah I know I was just distracted the names Harry and you are?" The girl just scoffed

"I know who you are Harry Potter." The girl answered while glaring at Harry which confused him.

"Aren't you going to tell me your name?" Harry asked.

"No you have no need for it." The girl continued to glare at him and at this point Harry was annoyed with her rude behavior. He was about to retort when a man with black hair and a well groomed goatee with the same icy blue eyes as the girl only much sterner arrived. Everything about the man screamed he wasn't someone to mess with. From his posture to his expensive robes. Harry got a slight chill looking at him.

"I trust Daphne that you are behaving yourself? Oh and who is this?" The man's voice was soft but commanding

"Yes father I am behaving this boy is Harry Potter and I was just telling him to be more careful as he knocked into me."

The man's eyes narrowed on hearing Harry's name. Harry saw the man's eye travel to his scar and then size him up.

"Merlin's beard so you are Harry Potter. I have to admit You are not what I was expecting our great savior to look like. I guess it's true what they say don't meet your idols they always disappoint you."

It was Harry's turn to narrow his eyes. Harry was angry but he felt a comforting hand on his shoulder. Looking up he saw his Grandpa.

" Cyrus Greengrass I assume? You look a lot like your father Virgil. It's clear to see you inherited more then just his looks and money. You have his mannerisms as well." Cyrus flushed red from embarrassment from Charlus statement. He would like nothing more then to curse the old man and the bloody boy who lived but he was smart enough to know it wouldn't work out well for him. Charlus may be old but Cyrus had no doubt charlus could still wipe the floor with him. Not to mention Charlus was now Head of the Potter family which had both massive wealth and political sway more so then his family. So Cyrus forced a smile on his face and shook Potter's hand.

" Charlus Potter what a surprise back from the dead. Last I had herd you were wanted by the ICW. I'm not suprised that the charges have been dropped the Potters always seemed to ignore the rules the rest of us follow. Come Daphne we have better things to do."

With that Cyrus and Daphne left but not before Daphne turned back to look at Harry. It was meant to be a glare but Harry saw the sadness in her eyes.

"Don't worry about them Harry. The Greengrass family has always been rivals with the Potter family. We were both the most influential families in the Grey faction. My brother and Virgil Greengrass had a joint buisnnes together. Virgil had a gambling problem that threatened the business so in exchange for helping out virgil with his massive debts Flemont made Virgil sell his half of the business. The Greengrass family never recovered. It wasn't until Virgil arraigned the marriage between Cyrus and Gabriella Olsson they came into wealth again. Gabriella was the oldest of two girls. Her sister was a Squib and was kicked out the family so the marriage let Cyrus Greengrass in control of the entire Olsson fortune. It seems the Greengrass family still harbors bad feelings. Oh well forget about them it's your birthday."

Harry said nothing as his grandfather paid for his books and steered him out the shop. Harry just kept thinking about the girl Daphne. Soon enough though Harry being 11 was distracted and thoughts about Daphne went to several different shops getting Harry his school supplies. Harry even got to pick out a beautiful snowy owl Harry named Hedwig. It was when Charlus told him it was time to go did Harry realize they never went to Olivanders.

"Grandpa I never got a wand."

"Don't worry Harry. We're not going to Olivanders. I met an amazing Shaman in the states. He personally crafted wands In tune with the user. While Olivander is good he sells allready made Wands. While your magic may find one suitable it is not completely made for you.

Charlus had his friend visit the next day. Charlus Friend was a very tall Cherokee Native American whose name was Wicasa. Which Harry was told meant Sage. Wicasa had many scars on his face and body and one of his eyes was milky white indicating he was blind in that eye. According to Wicasa his scars and his eye were the result of being tortured by insane cultists. A fate which Charlus rescued him from. After a hearty lunch where Charlus and Wicasa got caught up on each other's life Wicasa unfurled a long rug with many different types of wood and jars full of different cores.

"All right Harry the way this works is first you pick a core. I will hand you different cores and your magic will tell you if it's the right one or not. Then you would do the same with the wood. The reason we choose a core first is because the magical cores react differently to different woods."

Harry did as he was told and Wicasa handed him different cores. The first was unicorn hair. Harry felt a very faint presence but he knew it wasn't the one for him. Next was dragon heartstring he also knew this wasn't the one. This went on for some time with no results. The closer he got was to a Phoenix feather. Harry thought that was the one but Wicasa said it wasn't even though his magic reacted strongly to it it wasn't a perfect match. Harry had all but given up when he was offered a thick gold strand of what looked like fur but felt as hard as gold. Once Harry touched it he felt his magic flair he knew instantly that this was the core he wanted.

" Ah that is one of the oldest cores I have a strand of fur from the Nemean Lion. A rare species of Magical Lions with golden fur which is impenetrable by everything magical and physical but it's own claws. Now Harry choose a wood between yew, red oak and Ebony. Those are the only woods who can hold such a core."

Harry felt the first two woods of yew and red oak and felt nothing from the oak. The yew he felt his magic respond to but in a dark way. It was as if a dark presence inside him craved the yew. Harry quickly dropped the Yew he didn't like the dark feeling it brought out of him. Harry picked up the ebony and felt the same flair of magic he felt with the Nemean Lion fur. He knew the ebony was for him. Wicasa took the ebony and Nemean Lion fur and said it would take him a day to craft it.

Wicasa returned two days later saying how the process took longer then he thought. He presented the wand to Harry it was 12 inches rigid but according to Wicasa it was strongest for defensive magic and conjuring. It was weak with illusion magic. Once Harry held it he felt like it was an extension of him and not just a wand. Wicasa also had placed Small runes on it that made his wand anti summonable, and unbreakable. The wand was also keyed into Harry's magic and blood. Which meant no one besides Harry could weild it and if for what ever reason Harry's wand wasn't on him he just needed to will his magic and his wand would appear in his hand. Harry had seen Charlus do this with his own wand and with his sword. Wicasa also told him since the wand was crafted specifically for Harry it didn't have the trace on it like Olivander puts on his wand.

The rest of the summer passed quickly and soon enough it was the night before Harry was to go to Hogwarts. After dinner Charlus bought Harry to the drawing room. Where the portraits of previous Potter's watched.

" Harry it's time you learn what it means to be a Potter. The Potter's are a hybrid family that got its start when two great families combined. Those two families where the Pervells and The Gryffindors. You have herd stories about both families and you know your related to both. Internal fighting and war had led to both families being wiped Gryffindor and Giselle Pervell fell in love but changed their last name to avoid being hunted. Giselle was a Potter by trade and had the inspiration to change their last name to Potter. For the longest time they kept thier legacy secret. Only two items being passed on that could trace their lineage. One was the sword of Gryffindor and the other was An invisibility cloak that had lasted through out time that belonged to Ignotus Pervell. Eventually Gaius Potter had to reveal the true heritage of the Potter's because a family named the Gaunts who were the descendants of Salazar Slytherin were using their influence to pass a lot of unfair laws towards pure blood supremacy. Gaius reveled the Potter's lineage so he could use the influence to repeal and block said laws from passing. This began a long sometimes bloody rivalry between the two families. It all came to a head in the year 1900. The Gaunts tried wiping out the Potter's for good. They nearly succeeded. Only my mother and Father survived. My parents having survived the attempt on their life made sure The Gaunts role in the massacre was reveled. The Gaunts were stripped of their wealth and their seat on the wizengarmet. The money was added to the Potter vaults and their seat on the Wizengarmet we gave to our good friends the Malfoys. It's a shame what happened to that family my father always spoke very highly of Roland Malfoy. It's a pity his son Abrxus took over he turned the Malfoy family into what it is now pureblood bigots. "

Charlus stopped to Drink some tea that Loki provided. Harry had learned most of his family's history growing up with Charlus but he never knew about the feud with Gaunts or that the Potter's gave the Malfoy's a seat in the Wizengarmet.

"As I was saying with the Potter family nearly wiped out my father would always say never forget where you come from. Before the massacre we were a great family. So me and my brother always took those words to heart and strived to do the best we can to make our fallen ancestors proud. I ask the same of you. Our ancestors died and it's up to us to continue the Potter legacy. You have a habit of holding back and to hide in the shadows. Harry that will never work. Your a Potter the family magic in you would never be content to hide in the shadows and like it or not your the boy who lived. People will look to you no matter what. Now having said this it is not an excuse to be an arrogant wanker like the Malfoys or the other entitled purebloods.
Your not better then anyone because of being the boy who lived or having the last name Potter. If I find out your bullying other people because you think your better I will personally mount your behind on the fireplace. I want you to strive to be the best version of yourself. Dont be content with what you know. Knowledge is important and it's always good to find out more. If you struggle at somthing fine somebody who can help you. Never be afraid to ask for help Harry. It's impossible to be great at everything. Also remember to have fun and make friends. As far as houses at Hogwarts go dont let anyone influence you. Each house has produced outstanding witches and Wizards. Go to the house that best suits you. Potters have been in all four houses. I was a Slytherin, Flemont was a RavenClaw and our sister was a hufflepuff out Father was a Gyrffindor and so was our mother."

"If we are related to Gryffindor why arent all the Potters Gryffindor?"

"Because the houses are about what traits you value more. Not about your bloodline. You have complete control on where you want to go. It's what traits you value. Do you vaule Loyalty? Wisdom? Ambition? Bravery? Do you think if you vaule Ambition you can't also be brave? Or loyal? Never assume somthing is only one thing. That's dangerous thinking and you underestimate at your own peril. Which ever house you choose I'll be proud of you."

Harry went to bed deep in thought about what his grandpa said. Harry was determined to go out and make all the Potters proud and to add to the Potter legacy.

AN Edit 05/14/18 Anyone willing to Beta this story I need someone who can edit and I can bounce ideas off and even add a new perspective to the story. Anyone interested PM me ASAP thanks!