When it came to Baths Harry wasn't picky. In the summer months he had enjoyed Baths at home, the freezing waters of the antarctic, or the steaming waters of Japan's hot springs. Now Harry had found a new favorite spot to bathe., which happened to be a lava pit in Iceland.

"Ahh", sighed Harry as he slowly lowered himself into the steaming and bubbling lava. Oddly enough not only can he survive it, but it's also very relaxing. It hit the right spots. As he was relaxing he was thinking of how to continue. Soon he would have to depart for Britain to attend Hogwarts, and defeat Voldemort. He would have to make sure not to change a lot, maybe stick to the original timeline. But trouble was that his cousins were coming with him...

They need to learn the Pureblood Politics, but they need to adapt quickly. A crash course should do. Harry also decided to give his identity away on the sorting. Harry also temporally retired for a period of 7 years from the FBI's Auror Program. Harry closed his eyes and allowed his head to sink down. He decided to take a quick nap.

Yes, a nap in lava seemed great.

When Harry resurfaced after 15 minutes he felt refreshed. He grabbed his clothes and quickly changed.

"I'm home," announced Harry. Nobody answered. "Hello? Anybody Home?" He walked through the house. searching every room. He entered the living room, and saw a giant cake.

"Surprise" yelled out his mother, and sister, and all of a sudden the room was filled with members of his family. His cousins of course with their parents as a giant banner fell down.

Harry groaned to himself. How can he forget it was his own birthday. "Thanks, that's awesome!"

"Harry I have something for you." She gave him two packed packages. "Open the smaller one first."

He obliged opening the smaller one. There he found a locket filled with two sides. One was a mirror, and the other was a picture of Karen and mom.

"So you can not only look at our pictures when you're sad, and talk to me" She held up her locket which had a new addition a mirror.

"Mom helped me make it. Open the second one!"

The second one was an Album of Harry with Karen, mom, Bec, and Artemis. Yellowstone, the beach, singing.

He didn't know how Karen did it. She somehow had this ability to heal him. Every gift had a profound effect on him.

"How do you like them?" asked Karen.

"I like them very much." At that he hugged Karen, tears rushing down the past.

He received more presents like a potion kit from Bec, daggers from Artemis, and a magical gun from his uncles.

The Birthday was awesome. He allowed himself to become a child once more, losing himself in the moment.

Departure

"Bec you sure you have everything," asked Lily as they were preparing to leave," Do you have everything Artemis? Harry?"

"Yes we have everything mom. And don't worry about them you have a senior FBI agent protecting those two."

"It's a shame I can't come with you, but since I'm supposed to be dead, argh this sucks."

"I know. We have to go mom." Said Harry as he hugged Lily. "I promise we will visit you," promised Harry, as he hugged Karen.

"Gotta go, y'all have everything?" asked Harry, to which Bec and Artemis nodded.

"Here we go" Harry grabbed the pair, and with a pop, they dissaparated.

Diagon Alley

"Wow" Commented Artemis, as he saw the mess that was Diagon Alley. Hundreds of Wizards and Witches were buying and selling items.

They had found rooms in the Leaky Cauldron, rather comftarble with the money from the Potter Vaults. Harry has disguised himself, changing his facial features, turning his eyes and hair brown, and used a glamour charm to hide his scar.

Harry grinned at the encounter with the goblins as he surprised them in Goblinor the High Goblin tongue.

Flashback

"Excuse me, I'm here to talk to your director, can you inform him that a Harry Potter wants to know the state of the Potter Vaults," asked Harry to a Goblin working on the front desk in Goblinor.

"I will," stuttered the Goblin.

10 minutes later they found themselves in the office of the director.

"Hello Mr. Potter, my name is Director Ragnok, I am aware you speak Goblinor."

"Yes I can. I am going to be blunt about it. I want to emancipate myself under Ministry Laws 4817 Section 4 which allows the scion of a house to claim lordship of his or her house when the financials of the house is at stake."

"Yes I am aware of that law," responded Director Ragnok," and after the state of the Potter Vaults you are eligible to do so without Ministry Interference. Make a cup here." He gave Harry a knife and a cup. Harry cut himself on the wrist and allowed enough blood to drip forming into a ring. The bleeding stopped immediately.

"Congratulations Lord Potter. Do you want to see the affairs of your financials," asked the Director holding stacks of paper.

"Sure I want to see how much Dumbledore took out. And I want to see the state of my investments.

"Dumbledore took out 30,000 galleons and invested a 1 million in small business which yielded little investments" read the Director of the papers," you currently have 15 million galleons, and 120 million pounds net worth".

Harry took a copy of the financial report.

"Take out the investments from the small companies. Invest 5 million pounds in a muggle company called Apple, and another 5 million pounds in another muggle company called Microsoft."

"The Goblin looked at him quizzically. "Trust me, those company, in the future will score big," reassured Harry. "And I would also like to take out some money".

"I took the liberty to withdraw some money for you," said Director Ragnok as he gave Harry a bag of gold.

"Thank you, May your gold always flow-," said Harry. "And the Blood of your enemies also," finished the Director, completing the ancient blessings.

"You can tell them that there is a new Lord Potter", said Harry as he left.

Yes, he would do that. Director Griphok was amazed as the investments already brought in money, more money than the previous investments. Whoever Harry Potter is, he sure that Harry is a powerful person when it came to economics.

"What is next on the list," asked Artemis, as they trio were walking away from Gringotts. Bec quickly looked at the list.

"It seems that wands are in order". She grins, finally being able to fully use magic with a wand. Quickly they made their way to Ollivander's, and luckily it was empty.

It seemed abandoned, and nothing happened for a minute, before an old man peeked his head through the door.

"Ah, young folks looking for wands, you don't seem to be around here are you," he said kindly.

"No,we are not from here," said Harry in his southern accent.

"Oh, well I sure am wondering what you are doing here, but education is education it seems. Where are you from, the US might I presume?" Harry decided it was harmless to tell Olivander where he was from at least.

"He," Harry said, pointing at Artemis," was born in Ireland, but raised in Washington DC". Harry pointed to Bec. "She was born and raised in Nashville, and I was born in Britain but raised in Nashville". Ollivander grabbed a couple of boxes, from the shelves.

"Rarely do Americans find themselves here in England, but I'll make sure you'll get the finest wands here. Just grab and wand and flick it. It's after all, the wand that chooses the wizard, or witch."

Bec grabbed a wand, and gave it a flick, but Ollivander immediately snatched it. After a couple of tries, she finally got a wand made out of 11 inch fairy ash, wand, with fairy dust as the core.

'If he only knew the truth," laughed Harry to himself. It too took a couple of tries for Artemis, until he received a 12 inch wand from dragon oak with a dragon heartstring as a core. After 30 minutes, Harry received his Phoenix wand, again.

They then brought themselves some books, owls, Harry got Hedwig again, Bec got an Eagle, and Artemis got a Barn Owl, and Potion Supplies. Unfortunately they also encountered the Malfoy brat.

"Going to Hogwarts I presume," said Draco as he looked at the trio"Pureblood or Mudblood". Wow, that was more blunt than last time.

"Pureblood," said Harry with closed teeth," and so are my cousins. Now excuse me", said Harry quickly ending the conversation. They quickly brought their robes, and left for their room.

"Good night," called out Bec as they fell asleep.

In an office at Gringotts Director Ragnok sent a letter to every Goblin nations and kingdoms throughout the world. Goblinor, the High Goblin tongue, which hasn't been used by man in almost centuries. Sure, some know Gobledok, however gobledok was more like goblin slang, reserved for talk among human. Goblinor was used during the days of Atlantis, the day when the people ruled supreme. Now the wizards have taken over, and the People, heirs to true magic have hid or fortified in their corners of the world. He remembered the day when Goblinor was used by a specific family the Evans.

At that he opened his eyes in realization. Lily Evans. He should have made the connection earlier. The weird magical signature of the muggle born. Quickly reading the archives, ignoring the secretary he looked up her file. How did I miss it?" groaned Ragnok to himself. His hands began to shake but his fear turned to a smile.

The Evans have returned. And that means the rise of the People.

A/N Yeah my first Draco Conversation. I hate that little brat.

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