A/N: For a brief timeline, its June in the story currently, but a few short days of summer has passed and Harry has already gained a level and quite a few skills. Will he continue this trend and enter 3rd year as even more of a badass or will he relax a bit and enjoy a summer of freedom? Even I do not know, the story is kind of writing itself as I go along and I've been lucky to produce a cohesive story so far.

Reviews to answer. Alright, so GreatBubbaJ is still giving me reviews on my chapters. Thank you so much GreatBubbaJ! But he brought up that English had no boons on the character sheet. This is correct, as only magical skills or skills with a game impact like Cooking have Boons. Also I am by no means an English Master so I don't foresee that skill getting higher than 80 or so as Harry lives his life.

BMS, thanks for your review! You brought up a good point about the grate and it will play a part in a future chapter *hint hint* and you are correct about Swimming being excellent exercise, his level in the skill increased so much because it was low when he was swimming up the just above waist high waterway and fighting the current. If you can imagine it it was kind of an awkward half swim half step kind of adorable attempt in my mind. He was really regretting forgetting the broomstick on his Hotbar let me tell you.

Goodquestion12345, Thank you for the review! Unfortunately to prevent clutter in the flow of events I leave the boon for the next posting of the Character Sheet. I'll try to be more specific when describing the boon that he chooses in story format but the true explanation won't typically be included in a fight scene. I apologize if this does not satisfy you.

Loch Kaiser, yeah I'm trying to avoid making Harry too overpowered at the start. True Flight might be something that comes up, I mean Voldemort was able to do it and I'm sure there are a few other wizards out there who can do it as well.

JustAnotherFan217, thank you for the review! I really like your suggestion and will probably implement it in a later chapter. Stay tuned for more!

Damsonuneedhelp, I read your review and upon consideration did end up agreeing with you. I've modified chapters 2-3, but the cost of the Permanent Portkey does stand. This is basically Point A to Point B whenever you need, kind of Portkey. That saves hundreds on Floo Powder, time, and ease of use. And is reusable. You may disagree with that but for the story Portkeys are basically the fast travel method of choice for the Gamer.

Also, I have gotten around 30+ reviews since old Chapter 6 and I'm sorry for those who were liking the early link between Hermione and Harry but that has been modified. I debated on removing that completely but I set up for possibilities there. The previous Chapter 6 just felt forced as I said in the previous A/N. For now I will be focusing on Harry's plans throughout the chapter, and flesh out a few more directions for the story to go.

On we go!

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Chapter 6: Davis and Dobby

There were few things that Harry liked more than Quidditch when it came to riding a broomstick. But he had to admit that zipping through the Forbidden Forest full speed dodging trees and branches with hardly an inch to spare may come in as a very close second.

Broom Handling skill increased. It is now 54!

This was the 3rd time that he had gotten the notification since he set out that morning, but Harry tuned it out the same as before as he rolled through a thin break in the branches ahead. The click-clack of the pincers of the Acromantula that had just dived at him voiced the spider's displeasure when it wasn't quite so lucky.

Harry grinned as he pulled the broom up short and turned to the spider. He had been dealing with this persistent bugger for a while. A double shot of a Diffindo aggravated the spider into moving again but didn't seem to bother the spider much.

"All according to plan" Harry thought to himself as he shot off in another direction just fast enough to avoid the arachnid's attempts to pump him full of venom.

"Hagrid! Coming to you!" Harry yelled as he shot right over the half-giant's head. Hagrid chuckled and shouldered his crossbow. With practiced ease he shot the spider right in the center of the cluster of eyes and stepped to the side as the arachnid crashed down in a heap.

"Nice flyin' 'Arry!" the man yelled to the boy as he retrieved his bolt with a sickening crack-squelch. Wiping it on his shirt and depositing it in his quiver, Hagrid looked up at Harry.

"Wha' did ya fin'?" he asked as he unsheathed a hatchet and quickly disconnected the head from the abdomen. The head was deposited into a basket on the man's back that already had another head in it.

"They're still harrassing them, but now the numbers are a bit more even" Harry replied as he alighted on the ground next to Hagrid. Taking care to sidestep the growing pool of ichor beneath the carcass. "Why are we doing this again?"

"Well, normally I'd le' it be ya see. But since tha' business with tha' creature tha' was attackin' them unicorns in yer Firs' Year the herd had pulled into the western par' o' the Forest. This is the firs' I seen o' them since. But without them Aragog's brood has gotten a bi' ou' o' hand as you can tell. I fear 'e may be getting along in years and can no longer control as many o' the little un's as he might like to. So when I saw signs o' them strikin' a' the unicorns the other day I been thinkin' hard abou' how to get the unicorns a bit more breathing room. When you tol' me abou' your little run in yesterday it got me thinkin'. I'm no good on a broom but if you lead 'em to me we can take a few out nice an easy and hopefully let the new foals tha' jus' been born have a fightin' chance. Give them a week or two to get settled in and they shoul' 'ave no problem dealin'". Hagrid had explained bits of this before he requested Harry's help, with strict instructions to just get away as quickly as possible if more than 2 followed. During his explanation he had also finished harvesting the 3rd corpse of the day. He was harvesting the hairs from the backs of the abdomens, the heads along with the pincers and venom sacks, and the spinnerets and any raw silk from the backside. An added bonus he had said as Snape was often after the parts for producing a variety of potions. Harry had never thought about it before but he guessed it made sense that Snape might have worked out a lucrative deal with Hagrid for animal parts useful for potioneering that the Potion Master could then turn into potions to sell to various apothecaries and even St. Mungo's. The man was a Slytherin after all. It also helped that Hagrid was more than happy to explain useful tidbits about the anatomy of the large arachnids.

"Huh. You do a lot more around Hogwarts than a lot of people give you credit for don't you?" Harry said as he slipped the man 28 Galleons for their agreed upon deal with the Silk he harvested. Harry slipped the material into his backpack that he had brought along for the activities.

Raw Acromantula Silk x 7 added to Inventory.

Hagrid had protested about being paid as he argued that Harry putting himself at risk for Hagrid's own side-project was payment enough but eventually agreed to a small portion of the actual worth of the material. The raw silk was refined by professionals into much more thread than the initial slightly goopy bundle might indicate so even a small amount was worth a pretty Sickle or two.

The half-giant blushed and grumbled but shooed the kid along as they moved to another location for an ambush. Harry simply smiled but also grumbled a little inside as he felt the game duped him for lack of experience. Apparently according to the Player's Handbook that the Tyran Bracelet was dutifully reading as they strolled through the forest, since Harry did not land the killing blow or participate largely in the damage he did not get the experience.

Charms Skill increased! It is now 29!

Well at least the Diffindos were doing something Harry thought as he zipped through the trees again, spider close behind.

***Break***

Freshly showered after an unfortunate accident involving a hearty pat on the back and a nearby pool of ichor, a clean Harry Potter activated his Diagon Portkey and slipped back into the Alley to see what sort of trouble he could get into with his Invisibility Cloak. It was early evening and the sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon. Just enough time to pick up another few sets of potion ingredients after a quick talk with Madam Malkin, the alley's leading expert on Silk refining. A fact that still surprised him considering Twilfitt sold more of the materials in their clothing.

"Ah, yes it is true those snobs do sell more of the silk robes, but that is because I refuse to put the material into everything I use. There's a reason I'm the go-to for back to school robes you know" the Madam smiled at the charming boy as she explained some of what went into the process. There weren't many books on the process as it has always been a Master-Apprentice style of knowledge to prevent people from just cutting out the middle-man. Harry wisely neglected to mention that he intended to do just that but he was hoping she could explain enough of it to unlock the skill. He listened for a bit longer to her sprinkle tidbits of knowledge in between anecdotes about her tailoring profession before finally-

Silk Refining Skill Unlocked. It is now 1!

'Silk Refining? Dammit' Harry thought as he politely excused himself from what sounded to be another 15 minute talk about new parents bringing their kids by for robes. Harry quickly found a safe spot and pulled out his Player's Handbook before flipping it open.

"Refining" He stated in his mind, and watched in amazement as the book flipped to the appropriate page. A feature that he was constantly finding a use for.

"Read" was the next command and he felt the bracelet he wore on his wrist heat up in acknowledgement. The Invisibility Cloak slipped over his head as Tyran's voice started the slightly boring but nevertheless useful explanation.

"Refining. An art that has foiled many an aspiring Crafter. There are as many Refining methods as there are Materials that need Refining but each is governed by its own skill. Now to the Gamer this might seem annoying" Harry almost grunted in acknowledgement of that fact, wisely holding in his breath as a disgruntled looking drunk made their way out of a seedy establishment as the Boy-Who-Lived slipped into a seedier part of the Alley without quite being Knockturn "but this also serves to prevent the Gamer from needing to speak to every sort of Refiner out there to unlock the Refining Skill. Once the Skill has been learned the process that would normally take a practitioner months in some cases merely becomes a footnote on the path to Mastering a Craft. Higher levels of this skill will result in higher yields and less botched Refining attempts. Boons in these skills will also tend to correspond with the related Crafting Skills potentially leading to specialization in a particular Crafting Skill. Acromantula Silk is a good example of this as it can be used to create clothes via Tailoring, carpets via Weaving, or bags with Storage with relative bonuses to each"

Harry mulled that over as he checked off another 2 buildings for his quest to explore the Alley before the summer. Not a terribly difficult task but one that would probably take the rest of the summer, being done in bits and pieces. Heading to the Portkey area to head to the Three Broomsticks for dinner Harry checked off 2 more buildings on the pamphlet he had gotten from Tom just the other day.

***Break***

Home. That was the one thing that Harry felt he was missing and it was a situation that he should probably address sooner rather than later. He had the rental property for the rest of summer but it was not a long term solution. There was also the chance that if he stayed here too long he might get another surprise visit from some Voldemort sympathizers. Definitely not an ideal scenario. It was this line of thinking that had him flipping the Home Token through the air while he chewed on some dried venison that Hagrid had made for him from his first deer kill. It had been a week since he had made it to Hogsmeade and though he had gotten a half level from helping Hagrid around the school it was a far cry from the rate of progress he had enjoyed during the tutorial. Tyran's voice was reading the Handbook to him while he debated his options.

"Home Tokens. These are nifty little Tokens that designate an unclaimed building as a Home. The benefits of such are that the area accrues power much like warded homes do, albeit faster, and can eventually be very strong bastions against attacks though this process can take years. Crafting experience also is increased if relevant stations are installed into corresponding parts of the Property. Every Property varies in what can be installed and no property can have everything though the Gamer can have as many Homes as they have Tokens. A standard Property can hold between 3-5 stations, a large can hold 8-12 while a massive can hold 14-25. Stations are limited to Crafting, Training, Resting, and Travel. Designating an area as a Home automatically creates a Portkey that can transport the Gamer back there. Crafting and Training at a home produce increased yields and higher success rates than Crafting or Training elsewhere. There are exceptions to this of course such as a Master Potioneers lab will likely produce higher results than many Home labs. Training at home varies depending what Training area is installed. A Dueling Platform, Gym, Swimming Pool, Quidditch Pitch are some examples of viable Training installations. Resting areas are simply bedrooms and lounge areas that provide Resting benefits when utilized by the Gamer. These benefits are a 5% increase to Health, Stamina, Magicka, and Experience gain until the next dawn" Harry listened attentively as again he deftly caught the falling token. Kijani had already voiced his opinions that Harry should live in the Chamber of Secrets as that was a home befitting the Great One. Unfortunately as the status of that area was deemed an Instance it was invalid. Hogwarts was also claimed by Albus at the moment but maybe in the future Harry could find a way to list the Castle as his Home.

No what he needed was a fresh start. Potter Manor's old acreage had been sold when Harry was 10 to support the untended finances due to a bylaw of the Ministry that should a property go unlived in for a set period of time it would be sold to make room for other families to have properties. Grimmauld Place had potential but without Sirius it would do no good. Harry supposed that he could just buy some land and commission a house to be built. It would take a bit of time but if he found a large enough property it opened a lot of avenues for him.

Deciding that idea had the most potential he set off for the Ministry which handled most of the magically viable property. Wouldn't do anyone any good for a Witch or Wizard to just stop, drop, and open up shop willy nilly in the countryside potentially risking breaking the Statute of Secrecy. Grabbing another piece of the tasty venison, courtesy of a very fine marinade that Harry had whipped up for Hagrid, Harry activated his portkey to the Atrium.

***Break***

The Atrium was much less packed than it was at his last visit but his presence still turned a few heads and jump-started the gossiping for the day as it was early morning. Harry ignored it though and after checking in with the Auror on duty he made quick work with getting to the lift and getting to Level 5 for International Magical Trading Standards Body. This was the department that held the office for purchasing land as although Wizarding Britain was British, and therefore technically beholden to the Crown, it was for all other intents and purposes completely autonomous of Muggle Britain and therefore a separate nation. Harry disagreed with that but knew that as a Muggle-raised Wizard he was a bit biased.

Knocking on the door of the office, Harry stepped inside and was drawn to look at the large map on the wall. This map held … confusing information. It was the British Isles but large swaths of land were blacked out on the map and it looked misshapen. Even London had some irregularities.

"Ah, that map is a bit confusing if you're not sure what you're looking for. Between Unplottable plots of land, secrecy clauses in the paperwork, and Expansion Charms we wizards see a much different plot of land than Muggles" An older gentleman settled into the desk in front of Harry and gestured for the crimson-haired boy to sit "My name is Henry Davis. How can I help you Lord Potter?"

Harry glanced at his ring, figuring that was how he was revealed so easily "I'm looking into possible plans for my future. I've accepted my Inheritance recently but have nowhere to call home at the moment. I wanted to look at the possibility of starting fresh and carving out a new legacy for the Potter name"

"Of course, of course. The land that once held Potter Manor was an unfortunate sale, it was large with very desirable features and sold almost the next day. Are you looking to settle in the countryside, purchase a flat in the Alley, or to convert a Muggle townhouse into a wizarding property?" The man shuffled some papers and pulled some folders while Harry responded.

"Well… I'm not sure. I've very little experience with all of this" Harry admitted.

"Naturally. Most wizarding homes stay in the family for generations and there's hardly a need for many to change residences. You could start small and get a flat like many young witches and wizards, but that doesn't seem to be your goal judging from that face" The man chuckled at Harry's expression.

"No, its not that. I'm sure you've read the papers recently and I've been an unfortunate front-pager for far too many issues. I worry if I settle in the Alley I'll never get a moment of peace"

"Very true. Well what is your budget?" The man pulled a few more folders and started organizing them.

"I'd like to keep the cost below 1,000,000 Galleons" Harry threw a number out and started a bit when the man choked on the tea he had just sipped from.

"Merlin, Mr. Potter. That sort of money hardly needs to be bandied about so lightly" Mr. Davis adjusted his tie and recovered a bit of his decorum. Harry was wise enough to decline commenting that he was prepared to throw more into this than that.

Quest Started! Find a Home! Reward: 5 Skill points, 1 Permanent Portkey, 3 Stat points, and 2000 Experience points.

"With money like that you'd best be looking at land. Now there are a few options available. We have acreage available in Ireland, England, and Scotland. Do you have a preference on size?" There was an air of excitement in the man's voice that Harry picked up on.

"Sir… forgive me for asking this but you get commission off of this don't you?" Harry knew he had it right when the man had the decency to look sheepish.

"You are correct. Forgive me, I don't want to pressure you into anything you do not want but in … meager defense of my actions this sort of purchase happens maybe once in the odd decade" The teacup was brought up to hide the man's blush.

Harry could hardly fault the man for getting excited, he had merely been curious. He decided to stall for a bit more time while he debated further what he would want with this new information "Davis… Davis… Do you have a daughter about to be in 3rd year?"

Mr. Davis' eyes lit up at the mention of his daughter "Yes, Tracey, she's in Slytherin"

"I knew the name sounded familiar. School rivalries have prevented much talk but she seems nice. Smart enough to distance herself from Malfoy and his cronies" Harry turned to look at the map to decide where he might like to place his new property. His eyes caught the area designated Devonshire.

"Malfoy Sr. is a … I'd like to say reasonable man but he's honestly sort of a twit" The man side eyed the boy when a loud guffaw escaped Harry's lips.

"I've had the pleasure. Well let's see if we can send you home with a nice bonus. Tell me more about Devonshire. I know a few families live in that area" And thus the debating started.

***Break***

"Sign here and here. Press your wand here. Are you sure you want to go with the full array?" Mr. Davis asked, finalizing the deal. And what a deal it was. Just wait until he told his wife!

"Of course. Unplottable, Notice-me-not, designated areas for Portkeys and Apparition except for people keyed in? This all sounds incredibly useful." And expensive Harry noticed. But he also knew that once he got the hang of Crafting and Refining he would be making more than enough to recoup the loss. Plus the various wards and charms would apparently only be reinforced by the Home Token. "And you said the architects could get the home built in 3 days, with the wards installed over the next 4 days after that? I can have a house in a week?"

Negotiation Skill Increased! It is now 71!

"That is correct. Magic is a wonderful thing. It actually takes longer to convert townhomes with the arrays and … listen to me, rambling, I'm sorry Mr. Potter I'm not being the most professional" Mr. Davis settled behind the desk to proof-read the documents once more before filing them.

"Nonsense Mr. Davis. I've racked up quite a bill because of your rambling" Harry waved away the incoming apology "And it has all been absolutely necessary purchases. I'm reforging the Potter Legacy. A few thousand Galleons now prevents a descendant from having to fork that out for something I overlooked"

"I'm not going to argue with you Mr. Potter, you've given me quite the bonus for this month.. I may even take my family on a vacation this winter to celebrate" The man smiled warmly. He had only met Harry a few short hours ago but the boy was charming beyond his years and by all indicators very intelligent, not to mention well off.

"Actually let me invite you to my home office this upcoming Saturday. You mentioned you were interested in some other properties for business and travel. I'd love to discuss that further. Strictly off the record of course." Harry nodded to the request and they set a time of 2 PM, for afternoon tea.

"Perfect. I'll have my house elf bring by a formal invitation" The man said. The sound of pages flipping were the only sound in the office for a moment while Harry thought about that statement.

"Sir, you've been nothing but kind to me so I feel okay asking this. How does one go about acquiring a House Elf?" Harry asked as nonchalantly as he could.

"An interesting question. Most House Elves are passed down through generations, having been with a family for quite some time. They're interesting creatures. They can be bought from Houses that have too many or who are looking to get rid of any offspring for various reasons. Then you bring them by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures to register them to your family. There they do a small ceremony to swear the Elf to your family. It's actually rather simple. I myself keep 2 within my employ. One to help me during my work and another to manage the household with my wife. Now, if you'll just stamp your ring here I can submit this paperwork and you can go visit your new land. The architects will handle everything else for the building of the home with you, including layout and payment" The boy did as requested and shook the man's hand, accepting a copy of the paperwork for his personal records.

"I will see you this Saturday Mr. Potter, perhaps you and Tracey can find some time to discuss some of the upcoming year away from the House Rivalries" Mr. Davis said with a wink. Harry chuckled and nodded, wishing the man a good rest of his day before leaving the office.

***Break***

"Dobby" Harry said with an urgent whisper. He had locked himself into the first single bathroom he had found, casting what few spells he could to ensure privacy. With a pop the excitable Elf appeared before the boy.

"The Great Harry Potter has called for Dobby! Oh thank you sirs, thank you. Dobby has been enjoying his newest freedoms!" Dobby said with adoration in his eyes. This soon changed to near tears when he saw the warm expression that Harry was eyeing him with. The boy's memories might not be his own any longer but how could he not regard this hero of a Elf with anything less for all the work and companionship that he had provided Harry's alternative self.

"Dobby. I'm glad to see you're doing well. Oh none of that none of that please. I actually called you to ask you if you would like to become my personal Elf, I just bought a ho-oof" Harry wasn't able to finish as Dobby through himself into the boy's stomach and squeezed him into a hug that had a surprising strength to it.

"Yes! Oh this is such a good day for Dobby. Is had almost spoke with Dumblesdores about possible employment with Hogwarts but this is much much better!" Dobby said with a wiggling in his ears as he practically vibrated with excitement.

Harry grinned and together they made short work at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures on level 4 of the Ministry. The ceremony was simply Harry reciting some formal request while Dobby pressed his forehead against the Lord ring. Harry made sure to introduce himself to Amos Diggory who headed up the department. They made small talk about Harry's recent life that Amos interrupted only 3 times to pepper in facts and brags about "his boy Cedric". They made loose arrangements to meet up near their homes as Harry was soon to be living nearby. The man was a bit of a tool in Harry's opinion but he was honest by it and was a respected Lord and Head of a department in the Ministry. It never hurt having a friend or 2 in the right areas, Harry thought to himself as he remembered Buckbeak.

***Break***

The hills rolled out into the distance, long wheatgrass waved in the light breeze. There was a few small streams that rolled through the area along with a medium sized lake. Harry was now the proud owner of a sizable stretch of land north of Plymtree. He knew that he was 2 hours walking distance from The Burrow and couldn't wait to tell Ron about it. He hoped the fellow red-headed boy wouldn't be too jealous of his new living arrangement. Lord Potter had just finished meeting with the architects about his home. He was going for a massive Property to maximize Crafting and Training areas. There would be an outdoor Quidditch Pitch, indoor Swimming Pool, Potions Lab, Dueling Platform, Loom, Enchanting/Ritual Room (Harry had been pleased when he realized the room would have dual purpose), Tannery, Blacksmith, Mechanic's Shed not unlike Mr. Weasley's, 3 Greenhouses that he knew he would be getting Neville to assist with, a Library that would likely take a while to fill up, and 10 Bedrooms with a bathroom/closet attached to each. It seemed like a lot, and Harry's bank statement definitely felt the purchases but he had a home. A place that was his. Or soon to be his, it had to be built first. Dobby was working with the architects to outfit each room as it was ready and then Harry would meet with the warding team in 4 days, with tea at the Davis' that afternoon. With 3 days to kill there was but one thing left to do. It was time for the boy-who-lived to try his luck in the Chamber of Secrets.

Game Saved! You may now access the Load Game feature. Don't Die!

*Fin*

A/N: Hello everyone it has been too long. Here it is! A brand new chapter for the story. Sort of. More like a replacement chapter but its done! And whew it is finally done. Dobby has joined the party! Much like Hagrid I have always had a soft spot for Dobby even if he can be a bit much in his scenes. Harry has plans for a home now too! I wanted to step away from tropes like "Potter manor has amazing secrets that will defeat Voldemort so easily". I gave Harry a large home, this is true, but it's mostly bedrooms and fun stuff to do with his friends.

Next Chapter, we delve into the Chamber of Secrets. OoooOoooooOOOOoooOooo, scaaaaaary.

I will be picking up the pace a bit to get Harry back into Hogwarts soon. I'll also delve a bit into the whys of some of his actions, where applicable.

'Til next time!