Cupiditas
Chapter 2
It all started three years ago...
Three years go, Harry James Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived was almost finished with his first year of auror-training, which he started after successfully passing all his N.E.W.T.s classes at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The past year was filled with learning everything about observation, duelling, fighting and catching criminals, and also learning and practicing all kind of defensive spells and different tactics at the academy.
Even his private live was good. It was what every one dreamed about. He lived together with his girlfriend of two and a half years, who was soon to be his fiancé, he got along perfectly with all of his future in-laws. He worked together with his first and best friend.
And then came this fatal night.
He had come home early from auror-training, because he wanted to prepare everything for his planned proposal later that evening. To his knowledge, Ginny should have been out for another two hours, which should give him enough time to cook dinner and prepare desert, as well as a little surprise in their bedroom.
When he was on his way into the kitchen, he heard voices. Since he should have been alone right now, he silently went towards the door that was off the latch, and listened to find out who was talking.
~*~ in the Kitchen ~*~
"...still have enough?"
"Yes, mum, I shouldn't need any more potions until next month. Who knows, by then I might already be a step closer to be the future Lady Potter-Black. Because, slowly but surely, he should be ready to propose. And if he doesn't in the next month, I'll have to up the dosage of potion I am giving to Harry. Because, besides the title of Lady Potter-Black and his numerous vaults at Gringotts, there really is nothing else to make my life at that bore bearable."
"With this you are right. If he at least would have alread offed You-Know-Who, then we would be able to kill him once you are pregnant. Now, we need to wait until he's done his duty and impregnated you. At least you are already living in the same house and sleeping in the same bed as him."
"And the longer he takes to do it, the longer I have to wait before I will finally get some fun in bed."
~*~ outside the Kitchen ~*~
Harry could not believe what he was hearing. Ginny and Molly Weasley dosed him with love potions? How could they? And all for a title and money. And he was so stupid to fall for it. He had to get out of here, away from everyone who knew him. But first, he had to go to Gringotts to arrange with the goblins that he had a muggle bank account connected to his vaults. And he seriousely had to check who all took money out of them, as he didn't think that the Weasley were able to pay for love potions or their ingredients out of their own accounts. Plus, Molly Weasley did have his Gringotts key, before fourth year, at least.
And afterhe was done atthe bank, he would head to muggle London and there, he would stay in a hotel until he found an appartment.
~0~
~*~ outside of Gringotts ~*~
Harry was fuming! He really couldn't understand how he could have been so blind.
Not only took Molly and Ginny Weasley money out of his vault to pay for love potions, no, he had payed for everything except daily things for the Weasley family. The only ones, who did never take money out of his vaults, were Arthur and Charlie Weasley, as well as the twins. Though Bill Weasley only took money out of the vault once, namely before sixth year, when he brought him his money for his yearly school supplies.
Now, he only had one stop to do, before he left the British wizarding world to never come back, at least he didn't plan to. Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.
~0~
~*~ Hotel Ramada, Muggle London ~*~
Harry fell onto the bed in his suite, exhausted.
After the twins' shop, Harry went into the city and searched for an upperclass hotel to stay for a week or two, top. Once he found the 'Hotel Ramada', he checked in, had Dinner in the restaurant downstrairs, and then planned out his next few days.
Priorities were an appartement and a flawless disguise, one, where no one would recognize.