AN:/ Hello everyone, hello. To start things off, I would like to inform you that I unfortunately do not own HP; that privilege belongs to JR Rowling. I would also like to thank AlphaFlash for his help in editing coming up with ideas, and letting me bounce crazy ideas off him. If you would like to check out his own works please head to his page and through out some love. Speaking of love I would also like to thank all you that have commented here. You all mean the world to me and I thank you for your support. It helps me keep wanting to write! Now then on to chapter 3

Chapter 3

Harry flooed into Diagon alley and ended up coming out with in the floo of flourish and blots. He looked around to see it rather busy with students of all ages who had received their letters shopping. He moved off and headed towered the bank. The alley really hadn't changed in his time from what he could tell.

All the same stores lined the street with families bustling to and frow. He got to the bank and pushed his way into a door. He looked around to see it crowded with people. He quickly found a teller who wasn't occupied and made his way to him. His father had drilled many things into him since he was young, and one was to treat all magical beings with respect.

He came to the teller and politely spoke. "Good morning, Master Teller." The goblin looked up as a few others looked over from the corner of their eyes. "I am here to speak with my account manager if he is available." He told the teller showing him his signet ring.

It was a rather good piece of jewelry. It was goblin forged, for king Arthur and his family thereafter. It was wrought in goblin silver with an intricate knot working on the sides. It was said to have been designed by Merlin himself who had also woven in the magical protections.It was enchanted to detect foreign substances within one's food and inform the wearer of what it was. It was also said to be able to detect when someone lied to its wearer and notify them of such as well. It had a large Sapphire placed in the center of the ring with a Hebridean Black wrought of obsidian. His father always joked that it was a fitting beast for their family seeing as it ruled over such large swathes of land and were fierce to those that attempted to take what was theirs.

The goblins eyes went slightly larger at the ring. The Pendragon family had long been one of the few families that were considered to be goblin friends. Even in other countries goblins respected the family, as the family showed them respect and trust. It was a rare thing in wizards as it was. "I shall see if he is available. Wait here." He commanded wanting to see how the boy would react.

Harry nodded slightly. "Very well if he is not available, I can come back if he would like to set a meeting time." He offered back politely.

The goblin almost fell out of his seat at his words. It was just too odd for a wizard in Britain specially to show such respect. A few nearby wizards and witches who heard him rolled their eyes. All but a girl with bright emerald eyes and her parents. They had been watching how others treated these creatures and were rather put off by them. To see this well-dressed child speak like he was to them was a pleasant surprise. The girl however didn't take her eyes off the boy tilting her head to the side in curiosity.

Soon the goblin returned. "If you will follow me your account manager shall see you now." He said stunning the other witches and wizards as he was almost polite about it.

Harry nodded and followed the goblin through the lobby. "Thank you."

He was lead through the building to a place he had never been before. Looking back, he probably should have been through seeing as it was his money. The Potters had an account manager as well and he suspected the headmaster had prevented him from going to him. He was eventually led to a large ornate door made of oak. Two guards were stood in front of it. They looked over him before they nodded and moved to open one of the doors. It swung in and Harry was led inside.

The office was decorated with armors and weapons all which withstood the test of time. A large Oak desk sat in the center with an old goblin sitting behind it. Harry instantly knew that this was no mere manager he was standing before. This was the manager of Gringotts... or better known as the king of the goblins in Britain. He inclined his head slightly in a show of equality and respect to the other. The king of the goblins watched as he did so with an unreadable expression on his face.

Finally, though he spoke. "So, you recognize me as the leader of the goblins then." He stated simply.

Harry nodded. "Yes, I do."

"Then you are smarter than any other who has been granted this honor of meeting me. Though I should have expected nothing less from a Pendragon. Your family has always treated us fairly." He said his voice rough with age.

"Treat those as you yourself wish to be treated, as my mother always told me." Harry said simply as the two stared at each other.

A faint smirk appeared on the grizzled face. "Well said." He looked down at his desk for the first time a stack of papers. "Have a seat, Lord Pendragon."

Harry moved to sit as he spoke. "Please, I am hoping that we can be friends as we shall be doing business with one another for years to come I hope, so call me Harry."

The old goblin looked up at him for a moment before he nodded. "Indeed, then call me Ragnock." He then looked back at his papers. "It seems here that the British accounts have been dormant for the most part since your ancestor a few centuries ago gave his final orders before leaving the isle with a good portion of the funds. His last order was to continue to make smart investments on the house of Pendragons behalf. As such I and my predecessors have been doing so. I hope that you do not mind that we have invested in the muggle world as well seeing as it is more profitable as of late."

Harry shook his head. "No problem at all actually. I find that the British magical society is rather stagnant as it seems."

Ragnock nodded his head grimly. "Indeed, it is. As such most of your magical portfolio comes from outside of the isles. As it stands you only own a majority in four companies. The Nimbus Broom company, a rather new company that came to us for startup investors. You own fifty five percent of that company. Then there is a cauldron company that you own fifty one percent of. Along with Madam Malkin's robes for all occasions here in the ally. You own fifty percent of that company split with the proprietor. The last company is the national newspaper the Daily Prophet. You own seventy five percent of it."

Harry was surprised by most of those but more so the Prophet. It was good though. With his influence over the paper, he could hopefully keep it on the straight and narrow in the future. "I see. Well, that is all rather good investments it would seem. How are my funds looking here?"

Ragnock shuffled his papers. "It would seem that you are still the wealthiest family within the isles. Your current balance after your parents ordered your manor brought back up to the modern era and your recent transfer, is one hundred and sixty billion galleons."

Harry felt like he was about to have a heart attack. That was a lot of money. He would never have to work, and neither would his descendance for the foreseeable future if he so chooses. However, his parents didn't raise a slacker. Instead, he just nodded not showing his internal surprise. "Very well then, I trust Gringotts to continue their excellent work in investing my funds then. How much do you receive for these services?"

Ragnock looked at him for a moment before looking back at his papers. "It seems that we currently receive fifteen percent of the profits."

Harry nodded. "Very well I believe with such good investments you deserve twenty five percent then."

Again, Ragnock looked at him as if gauging him as a person. Harry was fine with it though. The British goblins went used to being treated with no respect after all. Finally, he nodded and took out a new paper and jotted some things down. "If you will please sign this to agree to the new terms."

Harry internally flinched at the sight of the blood quill. However, he put those thoughts away and took it up. He read through the new documents before he nodded and signed them. Ragnock took it back, looked it over and nodded as well. "Well unless you have other business to discuss I believe that I shood like to see my vaults before I leave."

Ragnock nodded. "That is all that I needed. I shall have my son Riptooth take you to your vaults if it is fine with you."

Harry nodded. "That is just fine with me." He stood up to leave as a younger version of Ragnock entered the room. He put his hand over his heart and bowed slightly. "May your Vaults ever flow."

Ragnock, shocking both his guards just as much as Harry's display, stood up and repeated the action. "May your enemies fall before your feet." He then took his seat once again as he watched the door close behind Harry. Finally, he glanced to a secretary that was sat to his left. "Make a note that Lord Pendragon shall receive the respect that he is due as a friend of the goblins. He does his family proud in his actions thus far." The secretary nodded and made a note.

Harry followed Riptooth back through the halls to the main lobby. They then took a very long and windy cart ride down to the vaults. The ride was much longer than his first timeline. They even went through a waterfall that Riptooth informed him would disable all magic and glammers. Finally they made it to the very bottom of the caverns to the oldest of vaults. A large albino Hebridean Black was curled up in front of two vault doors. Riptooth looked over at Harry as if to see what he would do. So rather than comment on animal cruelty he decided to speak instead using a form of Parstltoung only seen in the Pendragon line.

"Hello noble dragon." He spoke. If Riptooth was surprised he didn't show it as the beast lifted its head. Its blind eyes seeing nothing.

"You smell of human. No human has come here before... nor has one spoken our language." It said in a deep rumbling hissing and spitting noise.

"Indeed to all. I am a human and my family is blessed to speak the nobel tongue of your species." The dragon looked down at him as he spoke and it raised to its feet.

"Then you are of those that own that which I protect then." He stated more than asked. "You shall go through then." And he moved aside.

Riptooth just gave a calculating look as he moved forward to the vault with his families seal on it. The other one was the seal of merlin. From what his family knew his vaults were emtied upon his death and turned over to the Pendragons. It remained however more out of an honor to the man. Harry followed Riptooth to the door where the goblin ran a finger along it efectavly unlocking it. The door swung outward allowing them entry.

Harry stepped into the vault of his ancesters and looked around. It was filled with gold, armors, weopens and jewls. It was a magnificent sight really seeing all of this here. Books of all kinds lined one wall that would be needing to be moved to the library in the manor. However one book laying on a pedestal under the shelves caught his eye. He moved to it to see the Pendragon coat of arms on it. This was the Pendragon grimwoure. He gently carressed its cover and at his touch the magic of the family ring restored its worn look to new. He smiled softly and picked it up. He willed it to shrink and the family magic obayed and it shrunk. He then lifted it to his shoulder where Grumpy Larry lashed out and swallowed the tinny book. Something they had found out when he was eight was that Larry as his familiar could protect items he wished to keep safe within his own body.

He looked back to Riptooth who was staring at him. He walked over to the goblin. "Do not mind Larry he is my familiar." The goblin nodded a bit. "Does gringots offer Mokeskin pouches by chance?"

The goblin seemed to collect himself at the question. "We do for a houndred gallions." Harry nodded and went to the stack of coins. He picked out a hundred of the gold coins and went back placing them in the goblins hand. Riptooth took out a black pouch. "You must add blood to it inorder to tie it to you."

Harry nodded and pulled out a small pocket knife. He peirced a small hole in his thumb and then wipped it over the back. The blood quickly soaked in and dissapeared. In its place was the Pendragon Coat of arms. Harry nodded and proceeded to place gold into the bag. He then turned back to the goblin. "I would like my house elves to have access to the vault inorder to retreive the books and return them to the manor."

Riptooth nodded and raised his hand. With a snap of his fingers Harry glowed green for a second. "It is done. Any elf bonded to you shall have access to the vault."

Harry nodded his thanks and the two left the vault. After one extremely long ride back to the ground floor Harry bid his goodbye to the teller and left the bank. He squinted a bit as the mid afternoon sun shone brightly. He looked around and decided that he might as well get a few things while he was here to better gel in with the general society here.

Back in the states it was mandatory for wizards and witches to wear more mundane clothes. Here however you were looked down upon for wearing 'muggle' things.

He made his way over to Madem Malkins and pushed his way into the shop. Luckly most people had gotten their shopping done for robes at this point so there were only a few people here. A young black haired woman came up to him and he recognized her as a young Malkins. "Hello dear here for Hogwarts?" She asked kindly.

Harry nodded. "Yes and no ma'am. While I do need robes for school I also need robes for other such things as well. I recently moved here and where I am from we do not wear robes."

The womans eyes lit up at the prospect of the sale that she was about to get. "Oh my yes we must get you fitted out then. I assume you will need a couple of everyday robes of course. You will also need some more formal robes. Do you belong to a house that you would like the creast to be placed upon them?" Harry lifted his ring to show her and her eyes almost bugged out. "Oh my..." She whispered before looking back up at Harry. "Oh sir if it wasn't for your family I would have never been able to open my shop you know. It means the world to me that you have choosen to come here to do you your buisness."

Harry just gave her a kind smile. "Well I couldn't rightly go anywhere else when I am invested in such a fine establishment madam. And along with those that you have mentioned I belive it would be prudent to get a dress robe as well. Given my statues I may just need them." He finished in a hushed voice making obvious that he didn't want to make to much of a thing of his name.

She nodded and quickly led him to a fitting stool. Harry was in and out in a matter of an hour with a whole new wordrobe. He called for Trixie who took his things back to the Manor. He then moved up the ally looking around. He picked up a few books on things like Occlumency and dueling. He also picked up a few books on british wizerding ettiqute in case there was somethings he needed to know that his mother handnt taught him yet. They had always planned on moving back to brintan and this was just Harry fullfilling that desire. He then picked up a three compartment trunk with a password lock on it.

Finally he went into the owl emporium to look around. He wasn't sure he wanted another Owl having had to leave Hedwig behind in the last time line. However he knew that he would need one being the head of a house. He may not be able to meet with Ragnock during the year but they still needed to correspond.

He made his way through the jumble of cages looking for something that would catch his eye. It didn't help that Larry was hissing in his ear as seven heads peaked out. "OH THAT ONE THAT ONE. It looks so delicious!" Happy Larry said excitedly.

"What are you looking at you bloody bird. You want to fight." He then said angrily.

"I hope one doesn't poop on us." He said sadly.

"Duh that ones got no beak." One head said dopily.

"Now now Doppy Larry you should talk about other like that." Said the voice of reson.

"Shut it doc we don't want a lecture!" Snapped angry Larry again.

"Humph..."

"I like that one... he likes napes it seems." Said a tired voice.

"A-a-a-ache!" One head sneezed.

"Damn it all Sneezy Larry you got your snot all over me!" Grumpy Larry hissed angrily.

"Oh that ones looking at us like he wants to eat me..." One vocie said bashfully.

Harry proceeded to block them out. It was hard to keep track of which personality was talking when you were preoccupied with other things. Finally he noticed a large eruasian egale owl sitting in a cage. It was a beautiful bird with a white belly and golden brown specked feathers. The only thing a bit off putting about it was the orange-red eyes that gave it a slightly demonic look. The owl locked eyes with him as he came up to the care.

"Well hello there would you be interested in coming with me. I am in need of a owl you see." He told it softly.

The bird looked at him for a long moment. Finally it gave a short hoot. "OOOH SHE SAID YES!" Happy Larry exclaimed in excitement. That was one thing having Larry around was good for. He served as an excellent translator for Harry to other animals.

Harry shook his head at his familiars antics as he went up to the counter to inqure about the bird. The owner was more than pleased to be rid of the bird seeing as not many would take her given her appearince. Harry called for Trixie once more and had her take the owl back to the manor. He decided that he would go to one more shop before heading to the manor.

Harry walked up the alley for his most important item, his wand. He walked through the alley towards the old shop. He walked up to the door and gently pulled it open. He found himself face to face with a girl with red hair that was darker than the weasleys and very familiar Emerald eyes. Looking around he noticed three other people looking at him. The woman had blonde hair similar to his once aunt Petunia and the man had the same red as the girl before him with the same emerald eyes. It was at that moment that Harry realized he was looking at his one time family.

He bowed his head and started to back out slowly. "Ah I am sorry it seems I have interrupted you. I shall just wait outside."

The woman shook her head. "Oh no dear its just fine you can come in. Im Rose, this is my husband Richard and our daughter Lilly."

Harry looked hesitantly over at who could only be Lilly Evens. "Are you sure ma'am the selecting of a wand is a rather personal thing."

The father looked down at his daughter as Ollivander nodded in approval at Harrys words. "What do you think love? Mind if the young man waits inside or would you rather him wait outside?"

Lilly handnt taken her eyes off the boy before here but finally looked up at her father. "I don't mind." Then she looked back at Harry. "Um if I could see you get matched that is?" She asked shyly. "Im quite curious to see how it looks from the other end you see. Im a mugleborn after all and this is all just so new."

Harry thought for a moment before he nodded. The chances of him getting the same wand were low. After all he didn't have any contact with Voldemort yet and he was a different person really as to when he had been here the first time. "I don't mind." He said causing her to smile. He had to admit that she had a nice smile. He walked over to corner to watch the proceedings.

It went similar to his first time here though with out going through so many wands. Finally Ollivander exlaimed when she shot red and gold sparks. "Excellent indeed! Willow ten and a quarter inches and rather swishy. A very good wand for charm work." He told her with a clap of his hands.

Lilly was looking down reverently at her wand and Harry couldn help the small smile at seeing her face. It was nice seeing someone so happy about magic. He realized that muggleborns had an even more respect for the art than even the purebloods who lorded their magic over people. To them it was a new and most amazing thing. To the purebloods it was an everyday occurrence that simply was. The fact that their families had been practicing it for so long the only real boon they had.

Olivander smiled at the girl before turning to Harry. "Ah and you next then lad. Come, come and stand here and let's see what we can see." Harry definitely liked the younger Ollivander. He wasn't as spooky though he susspected it was due to the war not happening yet. He knew the man was old enough to see the grindlewald war but seeing two must have really messed with the fellow.

Harry went to stand where directed and the messurements begain. The Evens family watched on as he went through all the messurements. Suddenly the wands went flying in a flurry of motion. One after another was quickly placed in his hands only to be taken back quickly. Just like the last time Harry had a pile of wand boxes before him and still no wand. He was a little nervous that it would come to the Holly wand after all. However Ollivander pulled open a long box that held a beautiful marron colored wand. It was decorated with what looked to be a serpent running from the tip down to the handle. The handle however was infact in the shape of a serpents head.

"Hmmm perhaps this one then." The old man said excitedly.

He placed the wand in Harrys hand and the power rush he felt as his magic reached out and mingled with the wand was a true headrush. An eldritch wind blew through the shop tostring only his hair. Bright sapphire colored sparks flew from the tip and the wand almost seemed to hum in excitement.

"Fascinating..." 'Oh bloody hell what kind of story does this one have?' Harry thought as the old man stared at the wand. "That wand had been in my store for four centures now. Cherry and dragon heart string, slightly flexible. A most powerfule wand in deed. The heartstring was from a Hebridean Black if memorie serves. Take good care of that wand please."

Harry sighed internally at not having another wand with an odd story. Then he remembered something. He fished in his pocket. "Oh yes sir I was told to give this to you upon finding my wand."

Ollivander took the document from him and read it over. "Ah I see... very well young man I shall take care of this no problem. Will that be all for you today?" He directed the question to both Harry and the Evens family.

"Actually I was hopping I could get a demiguese holster for it." Harry said.

Mr. Evens looked a bit startled. "A what?"

Harry turned and smiled while politely explaining. "A demiguese is a creature that can turn invisible. Its fur is used for things such as wand holsters and invisibility cloaks though it does need to be replaced every so often. The wand holster is a rather good investment from what my father used to tell me. You see people have had accidents in the past by sticking their wands in pockets. He said it could be rather unpleasant."

Both parents paled along with their daughter at this. They looked at each other then their daughter before Mr. Evens looked at Ollivander. "Ah she will take one of those dime things too please."

Olivander smiled and nodded. He rang both parties up and gave them their holsters along with a polish kit. Both Harry and the Evens family moved from the shop. "Well then it was nice meeting you all." Harry said with a slight bow of his head. He turned to leave when he felt a soft hand grip his arm. He turned to only for Blue eyes to meet emeraled.

"Um whats your name?" Lilly asked shyly.

Harry gave her a kind smile. "Harry." He decided it was best to keep his last name quite for now. It wouldn't do to have everyone swarm him simply for a name.

Her face lit up. "Im Lilly its nice to meet you." Then she got a bit shy again. "Maybe we can sit together on the train?"

Harry nodded. "If you like that sounds wonderful. Ill be there rather early so ill save us a compartment. If that is okay with you of course."

Lilly nodded her red locks bobbing around. "That sounds great!" she exclaimed with a bright smile. Harry nodded again before leaving not seeing the small smiles on her parents faces.

As Lilly ran off to the bookstore with her parents following the two decided to talk a bit. "He seemed like a rather pleasant young man."

"Oh and so polite to." Rose Evens cooed.

"Much better than that Sape boy." Richard said evenly.

Rose smaked his arm looking at Lilly as she browesed. "Richard that isnt very nice, you know that the boy is one of her only friends."

Richard sighed a bit. "I know, im sorry okay? Its just the boy sets off alarms for me okay. Everytime he comes to the house Patunia runs off to her room and refuses to come out. He then glares at the both of us when Lilly isnt looking as though we are the worst things he has ever seen. He then proceeds to drag Lilly off so they can talk in private. Its just odd you know?"

Rose sighed. "Yes I have to admit that it concerns me as well. However we must trust that we have raised Lilly and Patunia to know right from wrong. We must also trust that we have taught them how to choose their friends well."

Richard just watched his daughter. "Well lets just hope that she doesn't marry that boy. Hopefully she will make more friends at this new school with more people who can use magic like she can."

Rose just nodded to his words as she watched Lilly excitedly brows through the rows of books. She hated to think about a child the way she does about Severus Snape but the boy really was odd. She was sure that his father beat him but could never prove it. To make matters worse she wasn't even sure she could blame beattings as to the reason he was the way he was. It did concern her though that Lilly was attached to the boy. She smiled as Lilly ran over to them with a large stack of books. Leave it to her daughter to want to learn as much as she could.