Harry Potter & The Freedom Of Life, Politics and Life.
I do not own Harry Potter and any other property belonging to J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers, I wish I did so I could be wealthy beyond my dreams but whatever. I hope you enjoy this first chapter.
I'd also like to pay tribute to the late Dame Maggie Smith, thank you for being a wonderful part of my childhood and bringing to life Professor Minerva McGonagall. may you rest in peace surrounded by your friends and loved ones.
Harry was leaning on his balcony rail from his apartment in diagon alley, watching wizards and witches walking up and down the alley without a care in the world. It had been nine months since Voldemort's death and the war had been over. He decided not to return to Hogwarts for his final year and take his newt's through the ministry, Harry exited his balcony and walked over to his couch and flopped into it. Noticing a sealed letter on the table with the Gringotts symbol on the wax. Harry groaned and sat up and wandlessly summoned the letter to his hand and opened it, taking out the content and began to read.
After half of hour of reading and rereading, he placed the letter on the table and closed his eyes, leaning his head on a pillow that his new elf Rocco must have placed while he was engrossed in the letter. Gringotts had been finally began holding will readings since many people died in the war. Harry had been summoned for the wills of Sirius, Dumbledore and Remus. Ron didn't have a will and frankly, didn't have any money or properties so the Weasleys had been dealing with that. Harry hadn't seen the family in several months as they wanted to grieve privately, and possibly from being ashamed. Rons betrayal was still deep and killed a little piece of him every time he thought of him. he could finally understand how Sirius and Remus felt when they laid eyes on Pettigrew for the first time in the shack.
Harry's stomach began to grumble and got up from his couch and saw Rocco cooking something in the kitchen, Harry mumbling under his breath that the elves must be able to mind read their master's mind as they did chores and cooked without even being asked, cooking whatever what was on their master's mind, Harry quickly stopped thinking of Ron and thanked Rocco for the meal, eating the roast beef sandwich with au jus on the side. Harry got up from his table and walked to the front door, picking up one of his dragon leather jacket and exited his apartment. Walking down the three flights of stairs leading to Diagon. He felt the cold breeze of wind that flew down the alley now that England is now experiencing the wonderful weather of autumn, Harry turned to walk down to Gringotts to attend the wills and heard a faint scream, he immediately summoned his wand into his hand from his holster from his forearm and saw two hooded wizards with skull masks casting destructive spells at random businesses and civilians, the bigger death eater had a young woman in his arm, holding her to his body as she squirmed to get free. You could hear the laughter of enjoyment from the two death eaters and Harry unconsciously went into action, casting an expelliarmus and striking the death eater that was the main caster. The other death eater got serious and casted several spells at Harry, the spells being dark natured Harry guessed. Harry summoning two small rocks from an alley and enlarging them, blocking the spells before casting a series of spells including disarming and stupefies, hoping to not injure the woman being held against her will. The death eater laughed and casted a shielding spell before the woman stomped her foot against his toes, then kicking his kneecap so his leg bent awkwardly and the death eater fell to the ground, screaming from pain and was immediately hit right away with a slightly more powerful stupefy from Harry.
Harry jogged over to the young woman who was grabbing her wand from the wizards robes and stood back up, Harry recognized her immediately. Daphne Greengrass the Ice Queen from Slytherin, she was one of the few Slytherins who helped Hogwarts during the battle and helped injured students and adults. Harry had never really interacted with her before during his time at Hogwarts, avoiding all the other houses because of Ronald. The name creating a sour name in his mouth, Daphne recognized Harry immediately and gently walked over to him, an expression of gratitude spread over her face and body for his assistance.
"Heir Potter, thank you very much for your assistance there, House Greengrass is grateful and owes you a great debt." Daphne then bowed her head and body slightly, confusing Harry with her words, Heir Potter?!
"Um.. You are most certainly welcome miss Greengrass, if I may ask, why are you calling me Heir Potter?" Harry asked with a lot of confusion, his hand running through his hair as an automatic action whenever he was confused or worried.
Daphne looked at Harry with confusion and a little bit of fear from his lack of knowledge. He did not know about his family heritage and history? The Potter family is one of the oldest and most important families in England, being one of the founders of the Wizengamot and helping establish magical society within England and Scotland as well.
"Harry" Daphne slightly stuttered out. "Do you know anything about your lordship and family history?" Harry looked at her not out of skepticism, but confusion out of the bold words and her statement. Daphne had a serious look behind her eyes, shaking Harry out of his sudden stupor state.
"No, I only know my parents names and that's about it. And of course, Sirius was my Godfather.." harry replied with a tone of sadness to it, and Daphne felt a pity of sadness for him. After the war it had come out that Sirius Black was innocent after all and the Ministry denied his trial from eventually happening, probably due to bribes from the Death Eaters, and postmortem he was declared innocent of all crimes since Pettigrew was captured alive conspiring with Ron of all people.
Harry regained himself and silently excused himself from Daphne, as aurors had arrived to arrest the unconscious death eaters and he was close to running late to Gringotts. Daphne almost raised her hand to protest his leaving for a second before an auror walked up to her and take a statement. Daphne began to explain the situation to the auror, making a mental note to owl Harry a note to look up his family and his lordship.
Harry had ran to Gringotts and stopped in front of the building, stopping a second to collect his breath, when he calmed his heartbeat he looked up towards the building, mentally noting slight exterior damage to the building from the battle that occurred in Diagon a few days after the Hogwarts battle ended, the remanent of death eaters decided to attack the magical shopping alley to try and stir up paranoia and fear among the civilization.
Harry had pushed open the Gringotts doors and stepped into the infamous Goblin bank, Harry walked past all of the tellers that were getting annoyed at their patrons stopping to stare at the boy who lived, eventually arriving to the main tellers at the end of the bank, where higher end clientele used their services. "Good afternoon Master Teller, I received a summons for several wills occurring today. I do apologize if I am slightly tardy" Harry spoke, maintaining eye contact with the goblin.
"Good afternoon Mister Potter, you arrived just in time, if you please follow me I will lead you to one of our meeting rooms." The goblin hopped off of his stool and slowly walked down a hallway, lined with marble tile, rich wood paneling on the sides of the walls. A minute later the goblin pushed open a door with a long mahogany table, six chairs on each side of the table and a chair at the helm of the table, with a goblin with glasses sat in it. After looking up the goblin spoke "Ah, Mister Potter. Please come have a seat, we have much to discuss"
Harry walked over, sitting at one of the chairs beside the goblin. "Mister Potter, it seems your father and mothers will was never read, I highly recommend we begin with this if you ready?" the goblin asked with curiosity.
Harry just nodded, the thought of his parents making it very hard to speak verbally, the fact that they had to make a will, and they had died despite only being a few years older then him really hit him hard. The thought of making a will that young was a scary and depressing thought.
After several minutes of the Goblin explained and read the will to Harry, who Harry learned was the manager of the Potter accounts and was named Slayertooth. Harry learned Dumbledore really screwed him out of a lot in his childhood, he shouldn't have been placed with the Dursleys and should have been placed with Sirius Black since he performed the Godfather oath when Harry was a child, preventing him magically to try and hurt Harry, or abuse him in anyway, since Sirius was illegally imprisoned, Augusta Longbottom should have had him since Neville's parents were incapacitated being in the long term care ward. Harry should have also been taken to Gringotts by his magical guardian, which was Dumbledore, to receive his heir ring for the Lordship of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter when he was eleven.
Harry looked at the statement in front of him of the will's content, the main vault of the Potter housed an estimated 14 million galleons worth of currency and artifacts. He also owned many properties including some percentages of some diagon alley business's, including a minority stake in Flourish & Botts, The Daily Prophet, Quality Quidditch Supplies and more.
"Now that you are done inspecting the Potter will and portfolio, we have one final thing to do before we continue onto Sirius Black's will." Slayertooth snapped his fingers and a ceremonial pillow with several ring boxes appeared onto the desk. Slayertooth grabbed the box with the Potter logo and slowly opened it, exposing a beautiful ring with gold, various gems of the highest quality and the Potter logo created with a variety of very rare diamonds in the middle. "This is the lordship ring for the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, since you were emancipated during the Goblet of Fire event during your school years, you are now eligible for Lordship of the Potter family, please place the ring onto your right ring finger."
Harry picked up his families ring and admired it's beauty and history. He placed the ring onto his finger, and it magically resized itself, so it fit perfectly. Harry was expecting some magic show with glowing lights or magic words but was slightly let down as nothing happened.
"Now Lord Potter, lets move onto Sirius Black's will. He was not actually disowned as he originally thought, the head of the house at the time Arcturus Black didn't disown him. so, Sirius was the heir before his unfortunate death. He left everything to you in his will as he named you his heir. Coincidently he named you the heir, so you are now Lord Black as well. Please place the Black Lordship ring onto the same finger and the ring's will merge together." Slayertooth explained
Slayertooth opened the second ring box, exposing a very large black diamond in the middle with various gems surrounding it. Inside of the ring the words "Toujours Pur" were described. Harry grabbed the ring and slid the ring onto his right ring finger, the rings merging together until the Potter ring was the only one that remained. Harry looked at Slayertooth with worry that he somehow lost the ring.
Slayertooth chuckled and explained that the black lordship ring would appear if Harry willed it to appear, noticing the ring switched between the Potter and Black rings before settling back onto the Potter ring, Slayertooth laid down two more small folders, they looked much older as the papers looked ancient.
"Now this is a much more complicated situation. In your.. second year I am guessing, did something significant happen to you?" Slayertooth asked with curiosity, looking over one of the folder's with focus. Harry explained his second year, including the whispers and rumors that he was the heir of Slytherin, Harry then finished by explaining how he had killed the Basilisk and Tom Riddles Diary, showing off the scar from the fang that penetrated and poisoned him.
"That explains it. when we studied your history before the will readings, two new titles had appeared onto our lineage tables. When you retrieved the Sword of Gryffindor from the sorting hat, you were named as the Heir of Gryffindor. It also turns out that you and Tom are distantly related, as you may be aware. When he had vanquished when you were a baby, I am guessing you became the Heir of Slytherin, or maybe it could have been the several occasions after that when you defeated him that the title was transferred to yourself. So, you are now the Lord of Gryffindor and Slytherin. You didn't inherit much wealth as they didn't have vaults with the goblins during their time. It is forgotten knowledge but, each founder of the school owned twenty five percent so you Lord Potter Black Gryffindor Slytherin, own fifty percent of Hogwarts." Slayertooth finished explaining, grinning at the young mans face of shock.
Several minutes had passed and Harry finally came out of his shocked state. "Are there rings for those houses as well Slayertooth?" Harry asked and Slayertooth simply gestured to the two ring boxes left on the pillow, opening both Harry was fascinated at the intricate design of both rings, one with a row of beautiful green diamonds and emeralds that had a snake and scale design. The Gryffindor ring had two swords with red ruby and gold on the sides, and a design of a griffin in the center. Harry gently placed them onto his ring finger, all four rings fusing together until the Potter family ring was the only visible ring. "Now if I were you Lord Potter, I would not go around and spreading around your new titles and wealth, you will become an even larger target then you already are. That is all for now unless you have any questions?" Slayertooth asked
"May I have a copy of a master summary for all the titles, vaults, and possible houses I may have inherited?, I am going to look to hire some experts in all of this if I may be honest.. I am super out of my depth with all of this lordship stuff." Harry asked, an exhausted tone coming out of his voice.
Slayertooth nodded, a smile appeared on his face as he had grown a large amount of respect for his client. He wasn't excited with his newfound fortune, even though the Potter's were easily one of the wealthiest in Britain. He seemed like he just wanted a simple peaceful life, sadly being the boy who lived, and the man who conquered he will never know that life. Harry thanked Slayertooth and left Gringotts, Walking back to his apartment Harry ignored the shocked looks of the general population and entered his apartment. Noticing another formal letter on his coffee table, Harry walked into his bedroom and ripped off his shirt from his back collar, tossing it onto the floor he got into his bed, placing his glasses onto his nightstand and sighed, the exhaustion taking its toll on his physical and mental state Harry drifted to sleep, hoping tomorrow would be easier for him.
That's all for this chapter, I hope everyone enjoyed and please review and share!