[a/n]Posted the last chapter about an hour before learning of Maggie Smith's death. Hadn't quite known where this one was going but decided on a totally positive McG role in honor thereof.

[a/n]More from the HPs

Harry Does Different DXXXVf

Incest Is Almost The Best 2

Figuring this world was now home, Harry Potter opted to tell Gringotts the truth of his origins. Though making an enigmatic showing in Diagon Alley. His dress robes were impeccable after a refresher spell from the lengthy conference with Harriet. He looked the portrait of a wealthy Pureblood, but making a kindlier impression than someone like Lucius Malfoy would. Making an entrance in the bank, he greeted his favorite Goblin by name "Hello Griphook, I have a rather extraordinary claim to make which could prove profitable to me and Gringotts."

"You first?" sneered the vault escort.

Harry snorted "As opposed to Goblin wisdom? But, as you like. You might notice the crest at my breast? Kindly escort me to Knutpinch. Once done, the bank will be raking in fees. I'll vouch for your assistance in keeping this quiet for a short time."

"Gringotts takes a very dim view of fraud." The senior goblin's words were vastly more menacing because of the tone.

The Human nodded "At first I did not believe it myself. I can't begin to guess how it happened, so I figure this is home. Now. I am the child of Lily Evans and James Potter. Just …well… not the local ones. A few days with my counterpart and I'm sure we're the same person. At the very least, an inheritance test will show a close relationship." He took an intentionally intimidating dagger from the goblin and pricked his finger delicately, knowing only a few drops were needed.

"Many let us open their whole palm." Knutpinch smirked. Then went about his testing. The smirk only grew with a duplicitous expression "Your claim, Harry Potter, seems entirely legitimate. It would, in fact, take little work in the right documents to entirely erase all other claimants. Leaving you sole Earl."

"I would say this leaves me in the driver's seat, Knutpinch." The Wizard sneered

"Soliciting a bribe to commit fraud. And in front of a witness. No, here's what will happen: Gringotts will assign three independent auditors, at no cost to House Potter, to account for every deciknut going out of either the several vaults, or Harriet's trust vault. You will detach Griphook here, to be employed by House Potter, to review the reports. Griphook, you will swear a loyalty oath to me as Regent of the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House Potter."

The senior Goblin shouted "How dare you! I am vastly this gnat's superior! And certainly not answerable to any mere Human."

"By all means." Retorted Harry, agreeably "But perhaps you are sufficiently senior to escort me to Gringott's throne room? Or does that require your manager's supervisor?"

Knutpinch bit the inside of his cheek enough to cause a tooth to penetrate "Your terms are acceptable."

"Griphook, I have much to do in the next 60 days." Harry addressed his new subordinate "You will act in my stead. Find competent managers for all Potter properties. They will be paid in line with current rates and have authority to spend what is needed to restore any from neglect. My last policy is blood status or species will NOT be a factor in hiring OR firing. Only ability to do the job. And, oh, Dobby!"

In popped a House-Elf "Dobby hears little miss. Dobby no sees little miss."

"After a fashion, that's me." Said Harry with a sad smile "Good to see you. It's been a long time. Never mind, I'll explain later. For the moment, I'm in charge of House Potter and Harriet's protector. I need you to goto Terracotta Manor, the Potter estate, make sure all the elves there are well. If not, get them the care they need. Then, get them repairing the place. Afterward, they can work for the Potter businesses. Off you go."

"Yessir Protectator Potter sir!" *pop* The disembodied echo went on "Dobby is so very happy!"

To the confused goblins, Harry clarified "House Elves need to serve Wizard families. You know that. Griphook, you'll make sure every elf is treated with respect by every Potter employee. You'll order any Potter manager to fire any Potter employee who doesn't. If he or she doesn't, YOU fire the manager, then fire the employee. Any problem?"

"Most effective, Regent Potter." He looked gleeful.

Ready to conclude the Regent declared "Setup a GG200,000 vault for the businesses. Dump and close the trust vault into it. I will draw on that for my needs. Do not acknowledge the existence of a separate business vault. After that, no more withdraws from the main Potter vault, only deposits in case the business overflows."

"Unusual instructions. But they will be obeyed." Griphook agreed with a grin, though not understanding.

Abcij

Harriet's callout of her peers was a qualified success. "It is time." The Girl-Who-Lived declared at supper precisely two weeks later, a tone of calm acceptance. Most enemies still were, though there were some surprises. Hermione had apologized that very night when they were in the dormroom. She hadn't been impressed with Ron's post-dragon speech, and so nothing had changed there. Standing with Harriet was a mix of those truly repentant and of the 'my parents told me to' variety.

"See me after class, Potter." Professor Snape had been livid to see some of his own House unabashedly standing with the brat that evening. Something new though, had got under his skin, he growled "Patil Granger, your presence is not welcome. Out!"

Not showing emotion, Harriet merely offered "Professor?"

"These forms. I require your signature and date each at the bottom." Snape stalked over and flicked a pair of forms onto the workstation. "Now. Then get out of my sight."

Only a cursory glance was informative "Withdrawal forms. The main Potter vault. Why?"

"Students do not question, they follow orders. Now do as you are told." The tone brooked neither dispute nor debate.

Harriet's response was simple refusal "No. I'll know why my money is being spent. You don't - -"

"Get out of my classroom BRAT! You have detention until hell freezes over!" Snape was full of venomous rage.

Harriet flung the door open, shattering the window in the resulting crash and stormed right into her waiting friends.

"What did you do?" asked Hermione in a way that recognized her still fragile return to good graces.

Parvati shook her head "The better question is what did the gadhalund do to make her so mad?"

"Huh?" "What?" Both other Gryffindor girls asked.

The Indian shook her head. Then realized she'd slipped into Hindi "Ahh …nevermind… I'm not getting beat by Hermione for that one."

"Okay tell me later." Harriet almost smiled "Anyway, Snape thinks he can tell me how to spend my money! Well he's got another think coming!" she stopped in the middle of storming off without a clue, and sighed "No. This is Harry stuff."

Hermione scratched at her brunette mop, asking "Harry who?"

"Her House Regent. Obviously." Answered Parvati. And they followed Harriet to the owlery.

Abcij

First lunch period brought about a third of students to the Great Hall. This did not include Professor Snape, who had NEWT Potions presently. Though his position was represented by the Headmaster who did not see any need for privacy "Harriet, I am most disappointed. Deliberate defiance of a professor's instructions. Potions, in particular, is a potentially dangerous situation if we are disobeyed."

"I broke no Potions rule, or class instruction." The green-eyed girl's eyes were angry. Though her mien showed fear, she was out of her depth. "And-and really? S-sixty points!?" Dark glares from her Housemates did not help.

Professor McGonagall interjected "That is net so far. I do not believe any student has had a 100point deduction in living memory."

"Snape wanted to empty the Potter vault and I wouldn't let him." Harriet was snapped back to fury.

The Headmaster's expression tightened, especially at the look from his Deputy "I think this matter is best discussed privately, my dear. Such unsubstantiated accusations - -"

"But we have the proof right here, Professor." Hermione did not take the forms from her friend, instead just lifting her hand.

Minerva's frown deepened, directing it at her boss. She gestured "May I see that, Miss Potter?"

"I vuld say see, not touch." This recommendation from the Durmstrang champion.

And support from Hufflepuff "Auntie taught me a duplication spell the Ministry uses." The redhead girl tapped each form with her wand and chanted "Xeroxius!" she took the copies to the Deputy Headmistress. "And keep the original on your person. I could ask for Auntie to look at the case."

"Thanks Susan." Harriet appreciated that the Hufflepuff had apologized even before the House callout. "I'll mention it to Harry." Then she faux-slapped her hand over her mouth and "Well, yeah oops, that would be my Regent's name. See, I never had anyone to call for help. But Harry promised if it was something I couldn't handle …and a teacher who thinks he can empty my bank - -"

Dumbledore declared "This should continue in private, I should think. And Harriet you should be aware besides being the most brilliant and youngest Potions Master in Britain Professor Snape has my absolute trust."

"Immaterial, Albus …thank you Miss Bones…" Professor McGonagall scanned the copied forms, then began scrutinizing them and "I am not entirely educated in these forms, however I think Miss Potter was entirely correct in declining to sign them. Severus can make a case on behavior, perhaps. But I am inclined to excuse that based on the provocative nature of this."

Was one teacher actually disputing another's decisions? The eyewitness students were shocked. The rest of Hogwarts would know before supper time. And there was the magical refilling of Gryffindor's points jar. Harriet was smiling "Thanks, Professor, really, thank you. But I'd still expect a real angry Harry Potter. I sent Hedwig to him on my way here."

"The coincidence of the name is remarkable." Said Dumbledore mildly "I was under the impression I knew every Potter, back to your great-great-grandfather. I am highly concerned with my students meeting strangers off-campus."

And while the others in the Great Hall thought it valid points, Harriet snorted scornfully "Funny thing about Harry, he's a close enough relative, confirmed by Gringotts, to become Regent. Yet, in another way, he may as well be from another world." She paused to giggle internally, then "Stranger? Off-campus? Well he seems to know more about me than I do. And actually, I met him right here. Well …a hundred feet south… to be exact." She concluded with a delicate finger pointing downward.

[translation] gadhalund=penis of donkey