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Mrs. J.K., I know I am rushing it a bit, but be honest, a harem story at twelve? I tried that once and had to jump through a lot of hoops to age them to fifteen. I know, not my brightest idea. My excuse? It was my second-ever story. Hence my speed rush, I do it still for free though, that must count for something. If not? Meh.

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A small group waited at the gate for the visitors, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna joined, after introducing Daphne and Tracey, I explained the reason for the visit.

"A part of this visit is that I discovered that I am the Primary Heir of two more… three more Houses. For two Houses I need Regents to sit as proxy in the Wizengamot. House Black and House Slytherin. I have House Gaunt too, but that is nothing to brag about."

Daphne gasped: "You want to make our fathers Regents! Why? That is a big decision to make. Did you think this over, Potter?"

"Your parents are powerful, I can tell, because nobody is messing with the both of you in Slytherin, even the ferret behaves in front of you." I explained, "I need that power at my back to get rid of Dumbledore. Ah! There they are."

11. Falling from Grace.

Blooddagger was first to greet me: "Heir Potter, you left yesterday without even signing the agreement between Golddigger and you. An agreement that could have cost you millions of Galleon, can you explain your reasons?"

I shrugged: "First of all, I want my account manager to work for my best interest, Golddigger can gain at best 80 000 Galleons if he is putting his own interest before mine. As I told him, it will be the difference between five years or fifty years doing this job. This Basilisk is nothing compared to what I can bring in later."

I turned to the Lords, who were hugging their daughter, "Good morning Lord Greengrass and you Lord Davis, I am Heir Potter, the reason I asked for your presence is best explained in private. If you would be so kind to follow me."

I addressed the Goblins: "Good day to the Horde, I destroyed my enemy and we are going to collect the profits."

Their faces showed that my greeting made an impact. An older one said: "That it will, Heir Potter, we all saw the memory and are impressed, the profits are going to be big. Lead the way."

We walked in silence to the main door, while Daphne and Tracey were whispering to their fathers.

At the main door, Flitwick and Dumbledore were waiting for us. Dumbledore had a worried look on his face, of all the people he wanted to keep away from me, I gathered the most troublesome ones.

"Cyrus? What is the reason for your visit?" Asked Dumbledore, "And you Bernard? Harry my boy? What is the meaning of this?"

"This is House business, Albus," answered Lord Greengrass, "As per the charter of 1175, Hogwarts allows meetings between Houses on days without classes, such as today."

Flitwick added: "I already gave Heir Potter permission for the meeting, Albus. In fact, Heir Potter requested my presence at that meeting. That will ensure that Hogwarts rules will be respected."

"I must insist that I am included in this meeting as his Magical Guardian." protested Dumbledore.

Blooddagger stepped in front of him and said: "The business is between Houses Potter, Greengrass, Davis, and Gringotts, Dumbledore." he pushed further, "As we wrote in our letter to you, you lost all claims of authority over Heir Potter, the moment we discovered your crimes against Heir Potter. We detest abuse and torture of children, and you are guilty of both and more. Move aside please, Heir Potter, lead the way."

Lord Greengrass said: "From the little I heard, Albus, you may expect a lot of questions at the next Wizengamot. If we hear more, then you can expect a visit from Madam Bones."

Xxxxx

At the sink, I pointed the alerts out, "I moved these alerts away from this faucet." §Open, Stairs, Lights!§ I continued "Yes, I am a Parselmouth, so I suppose that I am also the true Heir of Slytherin. Dumbledore knew this was the entrance from the last time the chamber was opened. You can go down now. No, headmaster, you can stay here, you are not yet ready to know what is going on. You are old and fragile, better enjoy the years you have left."

I closed the sink behind me, the expression of Dumbledore was priceless. At the bottom of the stairs, I lead the way to the gate. At the shed skin, we paused, the Goblins, who saw the memory were calculating the value of the skin, the humans however were getting an idea of what dangers lay ahead. Hermione's mouth finally stopped spouting facts and figures from Hogwarts, a History, edition 1986 when she saw the skin. The rest of the girls moved to the back of the group. It showed that they do have common sense after all.

Luna asked: "Harry? Is this a good idea? By the look of that skin, there is room for everyone in its stomach."

"The beast is dead" declared Blooddagger, "I saw the proof yesterday in a Pensieve. It was impressive, to say the least."

Flitwick was stunned: "That monster must be at least seventy feet long if not longer!"

One of the Goblins enlarged a trunk and stored the skin, he commented: "This will sell for quite a bit of Galleons, Heir Potter."

I shrugged, "There are more of those a bit further."

At the gate, §Open… Lights! § I said: "I covered the eyes, there is no danger at all. Girls, whatever you do, don't remove the covers from the eyes."

The goblins worked together to get the snake out of the statue and did their measuring again, Luna got her first scope for the Quibbler when she started taking pictures. Putting the girls next to the head as a comparison, no doubt that picture will be on the front page. In the meantime, I explained how and why I killed the Basilisk, including why Myrtle became a Ghost, and why she moved on.

In the end, I concluded: "Yesterday, I claimed House Slytherin and Gaunt by right of Conquest. Also, a few weeks back I found out that I am Heir Primary of House Black."

I looked at both Lords and said: "I am asking you both if you are willing to be Regent for Houses Slytherin and Black, and be my Magical Guardians." that got them speechless, I added: "As you heard Blooddagger say to Dumbledore, that he committed several crimes against me in his function as Magical Guardian."

Lord Davis asked: "That is a big offer, Heir Potter, I see the benefits that it will bring you, what is in it for us? Accepting Regency will get us some powerful enemies, light and dark alike."

I grinned: "I won't scare your daughters again by saying betrothals, but I offer an alliance between Houses Potter, Black, and Slytherin, and yours, and move my Houses in your faction of the Wizengamot, although I have to kick Dumbledore from the Potter seat first."

Lord Greengrass asked: "Why do you rule betrothals out if I may ask? And how did you scare our daughters?"

"When I said to them this morning that we are going to have a meeting on House business, they looked horrified, they taught it was about marriage between our Houses."

Daphne and Tracey caught my last words, Daphne said: "You lied to us again Heir Potter, you scared us out of our skin for the second time today with this Basilisk." she turned to her Dad, "Father, we are too young to discuss marriage, you said yourself that we may choose our husband, please don't take that away."

I nodded: "I prefer being friends first if you don't mind. Having fiancees is too much pressure. I am even too young for dating."

Blooddagger interrupted us: "Heir Potter, you have yet to sign the contract regarding the basilisk. After you sign, we can transport it out of here."

After reading it through, I signed the deal. A moment later, the Basilisk ported away with Blooddagger's team, leaving me with Blooddagger, Flitwick, the Lords, and the girls.

I took a deep breath, "Blooddagger, I suggest you put that snake on display for a week or so, that will attract customers. Lord Greengrass, Lord Davis, you don't have to decide right now. If you accept, you can sign the papers at Gringotts, Gringotts hired a Lawyer in my name, Tonks is his name I think."

I looked at everyone and asked, "Did I forget something?"

Flitwick asked: "What did Dumbledore do to harm you, Mr. Potter?"

"Come with us to Gringotts and I'll show you." said Blooddagger, and turned to me "Can you give some memories of your youth to me Heir Potter?"

When I extracted them, I commented: "I gave my aunt until Christmas to move away, I was planning to give an interview to the newspapers of where Dumbledore dumped me, and how I was treated."

Blooddagger took the memory vials and said: "Your aunt will find out that she can't always get what she wants."

Xxxxx

Once we escorted them out the gate, while walking back, Hermione turned to me: "Explain, Harry, how did you find out about the Basilisk? And how did you kill it?"

I waited a few seconds, and gave her a big hug, "Hermione! You only asked two questions! Alright, your first question, I asked Moaning Myrtle how she died…" I did the tale of how I discovered the chamber and what the monster was at the shed skin.

"And how that I killed it?" I started bullshitting with big arm movements and gestures, "Well, Hermione, that Basilisk and I battled for hours, numerous times I came close to death. You know I am a parselmouth and that Basilisk kept on using swear words, of course, I returned them in kind, it was bad, it was vicious if you were there, you would have yelled Language! A thousand times! Then, finally, I remembered I brought some roosters along, I took them out of my trunk and compulsed them to crow. That was the final stroke, the Basilisk hung his head down and died, it was a glorious battle, the Basilisk was a worthy foe. You know the saying; Bravery is measured by the dangers you overcome. I was very brave indeed."

Tracey giggled: "I believe the part with the roosters, but frankly, I have trouble believing the rest."

I complained: "Hey! I could get an order of Merlin for this kill! But I doubt I get it by putting some chickens in a room. My version is more heroic."

Ginny dryly asked: "What more glory do you want, Harry? After the Angry dragon you killed, the werewolves you tamed, the Vampires, a Basilisk is just another day's work."

Daphne added: "That is right! Now that you mentioned it, Weasley, all those girlfriends he gathered, how many does he have already? Ten? Twenty?"

I shrugged: "I haven't read all those books, so I would not know the exact number."

McGonagall was waiting for us at the entrance: "Mr. Potter, The headmaster needs to speak with you now. Come along."

On the way to the office, I asked: "Professor, the day after my parents died, you watched my aunt's house all day, Why did you allow Dumbledore to leave me on the doorstep of those monsters? Why did you never come to check up on me?"

McGonagall staggered at my questions, she asked: "How did you know that I watched them?"

I shrugged: "I know now that you did. You are a cat animagus. Why were you there in the first place? My parents died the night before and you get it in your head to scout my mothers' sister for a whole day. Why? What was in it for you?"

McGonagall stopped and turned to me: "I suspected that he would put you there to hide you."

"To hide me? Or to control me?" I asked, "Knowing my aunt, I am certain Mum would have forbidden it to place me there, didn't I have Godparents? Why didn't they take me in?"

She sighed: "Sirius Black betrayed your parents to You know who, and got arrested for killing Peter Pettigrew and a dozen muggles. Five days later Death Eaters tortured your Godmother until she lost her mind."

"And yet I got delivered the day after my parents died at my aunt." I argued, "That was days before Sirius got arrested and my Godmother got assaulted. What right did Dumbledore have to kidnap me from my Godparents? Why did you never check up on me? Why did he never visit me to see how I was raised? Ten years I had to sleep on a foam mattress in a cupboard under the stairs because of you and him."

That made McGonagall speechless, surely it wasn't that bad?

I poured oil on the fire: "You dropped me as a piece of garbage on the doorstep without having the decency to knock on the door. It was freezing that night, Professor, they found me the next morning half dead. I got abused and starved for years, and you didn't care one bit."

I continued, "You know what, Professor, the day I take my Lordship, there will be a reckoning, because, in my eyes, you and him are as bad as Voldemort." I turned and walked away, my last words: "Tell the Headmaster that I never will go to his office willingly. I consider him my worst enemy. Good day, Professor."

Does she let me go?… yep, I dodged a bullet and gave her something to think about. Rule Nr1: avoid being alone with Dumbledore, if he has no trouble leaving you with abusive relatives, he won't have trouble putting some spells on you. The motives of why Dumbledore did all this are a mystery, but he acted with the full knowledge of what sort of life he condemned me to. Fan fiction writer Sinyk explained it best on his profile page. Dumbledore didn't give a shit about Harry Potter. I was nothing more than a pawn in his game. Fuck him.

I returned to the girls, who were still discussing the chamber and the snake. I said: "Follow me please, I have something to show you, Hermione, save the questions for later."

On the seventh floor, I showed the RoR, now that I am doing the usual Fan fiction tropes, I better do them all. I made my usual room and explained the whole thing. After that, I asked: "Miss Greengrass, Miss Davis, Luna, how good are your minds protected against Legilimence and spells?"

Daphne: "Tracey and I are trained in occlumency, our Heir ring warns us for potions and spells cast on us, please call us Daphne and Tracey."

Luna said: "I am a natural Occlumence, and have my Heir ring on."

"Good, I want you all to keep this room a secret, once everyone knows about it, they will want to use this room too."

Xxxxx

When we went to the Great Hall for lunch, I thought about all the things I have done and still have to do.

Hmm, let me check my to-do list…

Gringotts? Done.

Dispel my body, get rid of Horcrux in my scar? Done.

Diary, Tiara, Huffy Cup, and Locket? Done.

Shopping for new clothes? Done.

Basilisk? Done.

The Daily Liar? Done.

Taking care of Snape…

Taking care of Dumbledore…

Taking Care of Fudge and Umbitch...

The ring in the Gaunt Shack…

The Death Eaters…

Voldemort…

The Rat…

Sirius…

Crouch Jr….

Lockhart...

Nagini?

I am not even fucking halfway! This needs to get in a higher gear, after lunch, I wrote several letters, Mr. Anonymous is at it again. After sending the letters I stunned Scabbers, and put him in an unbreakable cage. To be safe, I amputated his feet. That will keep him from running to his Master.

A letter to Skeeter The Beetle put her on the track to Lockhart's and Dumbledore's secrets, a few memory vials of Snape's teaching and the question of how many students from outside Slytherin got a Newt in potions, were sent to Madam Marchbanks, Madam Bones and the Head of St Mungoos.

To be sure the letters got out, I hired Ginny to send the owls, and I watched them fly away.

What next… Fudge and Umbitch are out of reach, the death eaters too for the moment. Meh, the rest have to wait for next week.

Xxxxx

I got results already! The daily Prophet posted the picture of the Basilisk with the girls posing at the head on the front page. The headline said it all.

The Boy Who Lived is now the Boy Who Slayed!

Rear Readers! Yesterday, just in time to get in today's newspaper, Gringotts reported this incredible story. Harry Potter discovered that a monster was slumbering in the Chamber of Secrets. Yes, we have proof that the Chamber of Secrets is real. The illustrious room Salazar Slytherin made and left a monster in it to guard it against intruders.

Two days ago, Our Hero went down into the Chamber and eliminated the beast. What kind of beast was in the chamber you ask? A thousand-year-old BASILISK! A class six wizard killer!

Golddigger, the account manager of the Boy Who Slayed explained: "Heir Potter came Saturday afternoon to me, and stated that he killed a Basilisk today, and asked me to handle the sale of the carcass. His words: I claimed the carcass by right of conquest by slaying it to protect the school.

Golddigger added: Heir Potter showed me and our elders the memory of how he managed to slay single-handed an eighty-five feet long Basilisk. We decided to put that Basilisk on display in Gringotts for two weeks before we sell the parts in an auction.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see a thousand-year-old Basilisk, dear readers, the entrance fee is only three sickles.

This Reporter will grab that chance for certain!

Your reporter

Labber, Mouth B.

More about Basilisks on page 2

The Chamber of Secrets exposed on page 3

The girls in the pictures, friends, or more? Their identity revealed on page 5

Is there an Order of Merlin for the Boy Who Slayed? Experts say yes, more on page 4

Moaning Myrtle Moved on! Her death avenged! More on page 6

Luna's name was mentioned next to the pictures, she sat on our table when we read the paper. "Daddy got a lot of money for those pictures. He is going to sell them to other newspapers too. We surely are going to find the Crumpled horned Snorcack next summer with it."

I nodded: "Yeah, they are hard to find, but, Luna? What if they are active in winter and burrow down in summer?"

Ginny elbowed me: "Harry! Don't you dare to send Luna out in the middle of winter! Luna, Harry is joking."

Ron glared at me: "Why didn't you ask me to come along? Why take Ginny and Loony instead of me?"

I pointed my finger at him: "First of all, the name is Luna, say that other word again and I will start calling you Ronda. Second, who insists to sleep in on Sundays and crawls out of his bed when it is time for lunch? I am not your Nanny, Ron. Hermione, Ginny, and Luna were eating breakfast with me, so I asked them to come along. Greengrass and Davis were having breakfast too, I was meeting their fathers for House business, so I offered them to come with us. You were sleeping mate, the last time when I tried to wake you up on a Sunday, you got angry."

That, and I became a bit tired of his nagging, Ron is a hopeless case in my opinion. There is no filter between his mouth and brain, and I noticed he is more rude to the people that tried to be friends with me. I got Hermione almost trained, she is waiting for an answer after a question and stopped quoting rules and books. With the addition of Ginny and Luna, she mellowed down a bit.

Now I have to think of a way to include my two snakes, it is a good thing I scared the crap out of Draco with my Werewolf act, the poor kid is still avoiding me like the plague.

At the head table tensions heated up, Lockhart was feeling sorry for himself for that lost opportunity, Basking with Basilisks would have been a great title. McGonagall was horrified because there was a basilisk at Hogwarts for all these years. Snape was fuming about the ingredients he missed out on. Poor Albus had it worse, Potter killed a basilisk, and he had nothing to do with it. I bet McGonagall waxed his ears after my revelations yesterday. Flitwick however, was reading the paper with a smile.

Hermione commented: "You are going to be more famous than ever, Harry. The people won't leave you alone after today."

I shrugged: "At least I will be famous for something I actually did, instead of for something my parents arranged. You look great in that picture by the way."

Hmm? Ron lost his appetite? He only ate three servings! Jealousy is an ugly monster indeed, but then again, in several fan fiction they pictured him gay, and having a major crush on me. I can not blame him for that, after all, I am very awesome.

Dumbledore did look a bit worried, I understood when the doors of the Great Hall slammed open and a stream of wizards and witches walked in. There was even a dude with a bowler hat. This will be the start of his Fall from Grace.