Here's yet another quick post. I'm hoping to finish as many posts as I can before I run out of the material he had in his notes. This is my own writing of course, it's just that he had quite a few of the early chapters planned out which makes this much easier on me. Well, far easier than what it could have been if I didn't follow along. After a while I'll run out of clear material and move onto the more vague stuff that I'll need to work on more before I write it. For now, please enjoy.

"You WHAT!?" Sora almost clocked the man right then and there for his volume. Currently everyone in the household was sitting in the living room, with the exception of Vernon Dursley who was standing in his obvious anger. Harry had flinched at the mans anger but Sora remained perfectly calm.

"Like I said, I'm adopting the boy. It's already mostly done, I just need to take him to the court to get it to be fully official. You know, it's funny, you never actually adopted the boy. Legally speaking that is. Took him in and raised him, poorly mind you, is certain, but it isn't legal." The smile on Soras face grew slightly. "Actually now that I think about it, you have no say in this."

"What was that!?" His face took on an impressive puce color and was quickly turning purple. It was really interesting, and it made him look like he would burst at any second and splatted them all with brain matter. Unfortunately, in Soras mind, it never got that far. Not that he couldn't make it himself, but he would end up having to clean up the mess, and he wasn't about to do that.

"I said you had no say in the matter. You really should start listening more. This is the second time you've asked me what I said. Anyway, onto answering the unasked question. I'm sure that if I brought him to the hospital they're sure to find him malnourished, and possible fractures, perhaps some remaining bruising as well. Basically, if I did that, then you would not just have to answer some questions you really don't want to answer, you'll most likely end up in jail for the rest of your life. Of course your son would be put into an adoption center since he's too young to live on his own, and I assure you, mister Dursley, neither you nor your wife would do well in jail."

Oh now he really did turn purple, but as the facts were laid out to him it quickly turned him pale, almost ghostly, which was amusing in and of itself, but not as amusing as the purple. Vernon Dursley collapsed into his chair looking like he was about to be very ill, but Sora supposed that could have been from the rapid blood movement he had obviously just experienced.

"I'm sure you're well aware of the costs of your actions, and while that's all well and good, I don't particularly care. Me telling you that I'm adopting the boy was simply because I felt like it. I didn't actually need to involve you in it at all. Hence why I had said you have no say in the matter." Sora looked around at the others. Both Petunia and Dudley were both just as considerably pale as Vernon, though he suspected for different reasons. This was the kind of family who would end up with nothing at the end and Dudley looked like if he didn't learn he would end up in jail himself after a while. That was none of his concern though. The last person he looked at was Harry who had both a relieved expression and a slight smile. He still looked somewhat confused but that was slowly going away as the day went on.

"Now then Harry. Are you ready to go?"

"Yes sir."

"Harry there is no need to call me sir. If you want you can even call me dad. Though I can never take the place of your real father, bless his soul along with your mothers, I can certainly raise you as one of my own." Sora stood up from his seat with a smile. He had had kids of his own long ago, but they were all gone now, now it was just him and his wives, though none of them were in this dimension with him.

"Yes si-... Err dad." Harry quickly stood up and followed the white haired male, leaving behind three dumbstruck and paled Durselys. Not bad for just one day.

"Do you have any questions for me while we find a place out of the way of prying eyes?"

"Will I be taking your name or be keeping mine? What is your last name anyway, you hadn't said?"

"My familial name is Mugen, however you won't be taking that, you'll still be a Potter. My name cannot be passed down unfortunately, but even if it could, you should keep the Potter name anyway."

""Should keep it"? I don't understand... Dad." This actually made Soras smile slightly brighter. He actually did want to keep his last name the same, if only to have something from his parents, but Sora had said "should keep it" rather than "could keep it"

"It's simple. The Potter family name is one of the older families in the wizarding world. It's descended from the Peverell family. This makes your Family both an Ancient and a Most Noble family." Sora kept his voice low so anyone that was around wouldn't be able to hear. "From the bottom to the top it goes as such: Noble family, Ancient family, Most Noble family, Most Ancient family, Ancient and Noble family, Ancient and Most Noble family, and finally Most Ancient and Most noble family, however the last of that list hasn't been seen in the world for quite some time. I also have never really heard of a Most Ancient family not also being at least Noble as well."

Harry kept nodding, it wasn't that confusing to follow, though he doubt he'd remember for all that long. It just didn't seem that important to him.

Soon they found a nice wooded area where no one could see them. Sora put his hand on Harrys shoulder and they disappeared into the wind.

When Harry opened his eyes again he was standing in an alley between two brick buildings. All he could really say was "Woah, briliant" which had made Sora smirk at the boy. "Alright, we're stopping here to get you officially adopted. We have to move quickly so we don't lose too much daylight." In reality he wanted to move quickly so that Dumbledore wouldn't catch wind of this and try to stop him in some way. After all, once it's done it's done and nothing can change it unless Sora gave up custody, which wasn't going to happen.

By the time Sora and Harry walked out of the court, Harry had said about a thousand thank yous before they even got out of the building. This of course was met with a smile and a chuckle from Sora. Now that's done they had to move quickly again.

"Let's go Harry, we're off to Gringotts bank to notify the goblins that I became your magical guardian and get you your family key for when you need it."

"Gringotts? Goblins?"

"Gringotts is the magical bank all wizards across the world use to store everything from money, to family heirlooms, to deeds to properties, etcetera. Goblins are the magical race in charge of Gringotts along with their teams of curse breakers and such. They're very good with money. They don't much like wizards though."

"Why don't they like wizards?"

"That's because wizards tend to look down on those 'lesser' than them, such as Goblins, Veela, Giants, and more. I am not one of those kinds of people, and I sincerely hope you never turn into one. There's more to it, but that will be an explanation for another time."

They went into the alleyway and once more disappeared into the blowing wind.

"Hope to see you next time." ~The Admiral