The Safe-House Plan

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Chapter 2
Gringots and a New Home

After deciding not to call the Knight Bus, due to the fact that he didn't know exactly where he was going, he started walking toward the main part of town. By the time 7:30am came, he was four towns away. He decieded to get breakfast, and read his Gringots letter.

He sat down, ordered, then went to the men's room, where he resized his trunk, got the letter, shrunk his trunk again, then walked back to his seat to read the letter while waiting for his food. Inside the envelope was a bottle cap. Harry read the letter first.


Mr. Potter,
Being that this is the seventeenth aniversary of the day of your birth, your full inheritance has been activated. As per your father's wishes, you must accept your inheritance between dawn and dusk on the day of your birth. The bottle cap is a portkey that will not activate until you say "Norwegian Ridgeback." We will be expecting you. Ask for Gunther Florance, who is in charge of the Potter Estate.
Sincerley
Grabpokit Winrow
Inheritance Department


"Inheritance? I thought I got that when I was 11. Guess I'll go find out." Harry said as he finished eating. He then payed for the meal, walked out the door and back down the street to a dark alley that he had passed by on the way to the diner. When he got there, he walked to the darkest part, took the bottle cap in his hand, and wispered "Norwegian Ridgeback." Next thing he knew, he was standing at the foot of the front stairs of Gringots Bank.

He went inside, and walked up to the goblin at the counter.

"I would like to speak to Gunther Florance, please." Harry said.

"Do you have an appointment?" Said the Goblin without looking up.

"He's expecting me." said Harry.

"The only person that Gunther Florance is expecting today is......."

"Harry Potter?"

The Goblin finally looked up and recognized Harry.

"Sorry about that, Mr. Potter. Follow me please."

"No problem, since you looked busy."

"Here we are, Mr. Potter. Please, go right in."

"Thank you." Harry said as he walked into the office.

"Mr. Potter, its good to finally meet you." Mr. Florance was an actual person, not a goblin, as Harry had first thought. Mr. Florance stood up, and came around the desk, with his hand out. Harry shook his hand, and then took the seat that was offered.

"Mr. Florance....." Harry started.

"We're all adults here, now. Call me Gun." Inturupted Mr. Florance.

"Only if you'll do the same, and call me Harry?" Harry replied.

"Sure, Harry." Gun answered.

"Gun, what is this about an inheritance? I thought that I got that when I turned 11, and started school. I already knew about my inheritance from my godfather. I got that last summer."

"Well. I thought that Headmaster Dumbledore had explained that the money you got when you were 11 was just a trust fund that was controlled by him until you came of age and could recieve your full inheritance. Also, I went over what you already got from Sirius Black, and he had it split, giving you 200,000 Gallions and The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black immedietly, and the rest of the money and property today, along with what you got from your parents." Gun looked puzzled.

"He sent me a letter that I was not to leave my aunts house until Sept. 1st. What would have happened had I not shown up here when I did?" Harry was squinting.

"Albus Dumbledore would have recieved everything and you would not even have your trust fund anymore." Gun did not look amused.

"As I thought. When is your meeting with him?" Harry asked.

"Tomorrow, at 10:00am, which will be about a different matter now that you're here." replied Gun.

"So, what all do I get, exactly?" Harry asked. "Anything that can help with the war?"

"Only if you think 10 mansions, 3 castles, 7 investments in various businesses, and about 7 billion Gallions can help with the war effort." Gun said, smirking.

"..........C C C Could you repeat that, please. I don't think that I heard you right." Harry's eyes were about to pop out of his head.

"Well, let's go over this slowly, shall we? Between the Potter and Black fortunes, excluding what you already recieved, you now own both Potter and Black Manors in Wales, Negro Castle in Spain, The Double T Horse Ranch in Texas, Antler Ridge in Canada, The Fun House in Scottland, Marauder Village in Ireland, which happens to be a joint venture, Lunar Beach in California, Friendship Castle in the south of France, Iron Bookend Extended Stay Research Library in upper New York state, Grenchar Manor in Australia, Starlight Wildlife Reservation in Africa, and Lucon Castle in Japan. You now have the controling intrest in The Daily Profit, Eyelop's Owl Emporium, and Honeyduke's, and a minor investment in Hilton Hotels, Intel, and Disney. Oh yeah. And you own the Rasher Ravens Quidditch Team."

"D Did you just say that I own a Quiditch team?"

"I thought a Seeker like yourself would pick that up. Your Grandfather bought the team three years after they were established. They are the second highest ranking team in Britan, and rake in a million Gallions a year." Gun responded. "Now, in order to finalize your inheritance, you have to sign some paperwork. Always got to have the paperwork.* I need you to sign 23 papers, one for each piece of land, one for each investment, one for each bank acount, and the privacy statement which states that Albus Dumbledore is not allowed to touch your accounts without your consent anymore, or anyone else for that matter."

"If you don't mind, I would like to sign the privacy statement first, please." Harry smiled sardonically.

"Not at all. Would you also like to stop the yearly transfer of 100,000 Gallions to the Phynix Account? The total that was transfered comes to 700,000 Gallions as the transfer was only authorized the year that you turned 10."

"Yes, stop transfer immediatly, however, if the next thing that you are going to ask me is if I want you to try and get the money back, it won't be necessary. What's 700,000 next to 7 billion?" Harry picked up the quill, and got to signing.

"I would just like to say that you are too kind for your own good." Gun looked genuinly suprised the real Harry Potter is nothing like everyone thought him to be. "You're different then the papers say, which is a good thing, I think."

"The sorting hat did say that I could have fit into every house at Hogwart's, but if I hadn't argued with it, I would have ended up in Slytherin."

Gun seemed even more suprised at this.

"When I go back to school, maybe even before then, the Griffindor Golden Boy persona, that I have been wearing at Hogwart's since my sorting, will be killed. No more Mr. Nice Guy. The white kid gloves are comming off, and I will use everything at my disposal to get what needs to be done, done. That includes killing a certian idiotic Dark Lord, and ousting a certain interfering Headmaster. If that includes having the whole of Slytherin House living at one of these new houses of mine, for the rest of the summer, just to get away from controling parents, then that is what is means." Harry recited all of that while signing the last few papers. He then looked up at Gun with a few questions.

"Would it be possible for me to live at Potter Manor until Sept. 1st?" Was Harry's first question.

"Of course, it would. It is your ancestral home after all. I believe that your father grew up there." Gun replied, suprised at such a question.

"What kinds of wards do these dwellings possess. Will I be safe from previesly stated individuals and their flunkies?"

"They all have blood wards that won't let anyone that you don't like through."

"Can the wards be manipulated to let anyone in that has a certain object in their possession?" Harry was starting to come up with a plan. He was thinking about the necklace from Dumbledork, and what he said about the Slytherins living with him.

"I don't understand what you mean, Harry. Could you explain it for me?" Gun was deffinatly looking extremly puzzled.

"Just think for a minute. An inocent kid goes home from Hogwart's three summers ago to find that their parents are not who they used to be, and are now working for that Dark idiot. Over the next two years, they are forced to view everything from torchure to rape to murder at a madmans request, and are told from the day that they got home that year, that they will be expected to perform these acts when they come of age. The very acts that are making them sick every day, and wake up screaming from nightmares every morning. If you were them, if someone gave you a chance to get away, would you or would you not take that chance? What if someone sent you an emergency portkey necklace that led to a safe house? And even if you couldn't leave immediatly, the portkey would still activate 10 hours after you put it on. My question to you is if the wards can be twisted to only let people in that have that portkey on them?"

"That is a very big undertaking, Harry. But I also think that if the portkeys are the targeting kind that it will certanly work." Gun stated after sitting for a minute.

"Once I get everything set up, would you like me to send you one. Incase there is a problem, or something? Because I might have to have the wards refuse owls to keep everyone safe."

"That might be a good idea, Harry. Thank you."

"You know, there are only two people that I trust that are over the age of 26. Remus Lupin, and Nymphadora Tonks. Right now, I am seriously considering adding you to that list."

"That would be an honor, Harry."

"Now, if you could do me the huge favor of making a portkey to Potter Manor, it would be greatly appriceated."

"Why can't you take the floo network?"

"The main network is constantly being monitored by people at the ministry, and both of the people that I don't want to know my location have spies at the ministry. Also the Knight Bus driver, Stan, is a fan of mine and has been known to boast that I ride with him on occasion."

"Right. You don't want people to know where you are too soon. Alright, Harry. I'll make you a portkey." Gun pulled out his wand, and pointed it at his paperweight. "Portus. There you go Harry. Your one way ticket to Potter Manor." Gun levitated the paperweight over to Harry, but kept it flowting in front of him.

"Thanks. I'll send this back when I send you the portkey. Bye, Gun." Harry grabbed the paperweight, and was gone.

Harry landed on the front lawn of a very big, very white mansion. He got up off the ground (he fell when he landed('I really hate portkeys')) and walked to the front door. He pulled it open, and walked in.

He had only taken two steps into the room, when a house elf popped up in front of him.

"Who are you?" The elf asked.

"Harry Potter."

"Master Harry, sir!!!!!!!!!!! Please forgive Twink's earlier rudeness, sir, but Master James said that if the house got word that he had died, to not to let anyone in except you, sir." said Twink.

"Has anyone shown up here besides me?" Harry asked.

"Just an old man, named Dumbledore once a year. While you were gone, the wards let anyone in. But now that you're back, you can take control of them."

"Speaking of the wards, can they be altered to accept anyone that has a targeted object on them threw them?"

"Yes. That is how Mistress Vanessa, your Grandmother, sent out party invites; with targeted portkeys in them. Do you want to throw a party?" Twink suddenly looked very excited.

"Not a party, but I am planning to invite alot of people over to stay until school starts. I figured that I could invite them with targeted portkeys." Harry explained.

"Great!!! More people to take care of!! Twink and the others have been so bored, just vanishing dust."

"I can imagine that that can get boring after a while. Do you think that you can show me up to the Master Suite now please? I would like to put my trunk down near the bed that I will be sleeping in, and then maybe you can show me around."

"What is Twink thinking today, leaving the new Master standing in the doorway. Follow Twink, please, sir." Twink started walking toward the stairs.

They walked up three flights of stairs, then to the end of the right side hallway.

"There are three Master Suites, however, Master James said that if Master Harry shows up on Master Harry's 17th birthday, that Master Harry was supposed to use the BWR Master Suite, which has not been used in 5 generations." Twink stated. "Through this door is Master Harry's formal meeting room. The meeting room holds 20 people. The door directly across the room leeds to the Leader's Stairwell that goes down to the Ballroom Stage, incase Master Harry need to talk with a larger group. The spiral staircase goes up to Master Harry's room. Master James told us to set up a second bed, for Master Harry to use for tonight only. That would be the regular bed. The other bed is a round water bed. Master Harry is to use that bed tomorrow night."

"Did my father say why I had to sleep on a different bed for tonight only?" Harry asked Twink.

"Master James said something about the round bed not helping with the pain, or something like that." Twink said.

"Oh. ....Pain?!?! What did he mean by pain?" Harry was suddenly very alarmed.

"Twink thought Master Harry had been informed. Every 5 generations in the Potter Family Direct Line, the first born male will become a Bivnara at the exact time of their birth when they come of age. They get rectractable wings and need a mate to complete them." Twink explained. "The hatching of a new Bivnara has always come at a time when there is someone that only a Bivnara can deal with. Now, Twink must be getting back to work." Then Twink popped out.

Harry turned and opened the door to his meeting room. Inside, he found a long table, 20 chairs, a white board on one wall, book shelves on a second, a few large maps on the third, and a sword rack on the forth. The door that Twink said led to the Ballroom was on the same wall as the white board. In the corner of the book shelves, and the maps, was the spiral staircase that Twink said led to his room. He decided to go up and see his room first.

Once he climbed the stairs, he immediatly noticed the big, round water-bed on a two-step elevated area. He looked left, and noticed a regular Queen bed. He also noticed two doors. He tried the one on the right. It led to the bathroom. It had a bath tub big enough to hold all three Dursley's, and Aunt Marge, AND three of her dogs. There was also a very long shower, 7 feet tall, 4 feet wide, and 10 feet long. Sliding the door open, he looked in and noticed that there were 10 shower heads, each with their own string, but only one set of temperature controls in the middle of the back wall. The door opened on the right end of a long side. Just past the door, inside the shower, was a shelf that was big enough to be a seat. Next to the seat, on the far side, was a smaller shelf. Harry assumed that that shelf was for the shampoo and soap and stuff like that.

Harry shut the door to the shower, and walked out of the bathroom. He then walked over to the other door. When he opened this door, it led to a common room. Once again, there was a door directly across from him and a spiral staircase in the corner. This room also had bookshelves, a fireplace, a couch with two reading lamps and coffee table, and a couple of lounge chairs. Behind the couch, in the middle of the room, sat a table with two chairs, and also every 10 feet along the walls, there was an overstuffed chair, an end table, and a reading lamp.

Harry's stomach growled. He cast Tempus. 11:57am. His meeting must have taken longer then he thought. He called for Twink.

"Master Harry called, sir? What is Master Harry wanting from Twink?" Twink asked after poping into the room.

"Yes, Twink. Its lunch time, and I was wondering if you could get me a cheeseburger, or something, please." Harry asked Twink.

"Of course Twink can get Master Harry a cheeseburger. Would Master Harry like fries with that, sir?" Twink asked, looking very excided over the prospect of something other then vanishing dust to do.

"Fries would be good, yes. So would an iced tea." Harry suddenly thought of something. "How do you know of Muggle foods like cheeseburgers?"

"Master James and Mistress Lily lived here for a month after graduating from Hogwarts'. Mistress Lily got frustrated by not being able to eat any of the foods that Mistress Lily used to eat at Mistress Lily's old home, so one day, Mistress Lily showed up in the kitchen, and taught the kitchen staff how to make seven of Mistress Lily's favorite Muggle dishes. Of course, Twink and the rest thought that Mistress Lily should not be in such a lowly place as the kitchen, but Mistress Lily said that cooking was one of Mistress Lily's hobbies, and that Mistress Lily liked to cook. Mistress Lily also asked the kitchen staff how Twink, and the rest would know how to make Mistress Lily's favorite foods if Mistress Lily did not show Twink, and the rest. The third meal that Mistress Lily showed the kitchen staff was what Mistress Lily called "Fast Food", which had a cheeseburger, fries, and a raspberry iced tea. Is that what Master Harry is wanting, now? Mistress Lily's "Fast Food?"

"That would be perfect, Twink. Thank you for telling me about my mother." Harry was rivited. He hardly ever heard stories about his mother, only his father. Although, he probably has to teach Twink that it was perfectly acceptable to not use the formal title everytime that she refers to a person. She must have said "Mistress Lily" at least a dozen times, if not more. It got slightly confusing, after a while.

"Twink has several more stories about Mistress Lily and the Maruaders. Would Master Harry like to hear them sometime?." Twink asked.

"Yes, I would love to hear them. Maybe after lunch?" Harry asked, trying to get Twink back on track.

"Right!!!!! Mistress Lily's "Fast Food" for Master Harry's lunch. Twink will go get it now." Twink popped out.

After Harry ate his "Fast Food," and heard a story of how the Maruader's stayed here for a whole month together between 4th and 5th years, Harry decided to ask Twink a few questions.

"Twink, I noticed that the shower is set up strangly in my bathroom. Can you tell me why?"

"Both the shower, and the bath are overly large so that Bivnara's can wash their wings. Bivnaras are good at fighting, and tend to get blood on their wings easily. The seat in the shower is there incase Mster Harry wants to take a shower with Master Harry's mate, once Master Harry brings Master Harry's mate home."

"Ok. Where does that door lead to?"

"That door leads to Master Harry's Mate's room. This sitting room is only for Bivnara and Bivnara mates. Once Master Harry gets the Bivnara wings, a ward will activate on the door so that Master Harry won't try to take advantage of Master Harry's mate when Master Harry's mate gets here."

"Oh. What about the staircase?"

"That goes up to Master Harry's office. From there, another spiral staircase goes up to the "Launch Pad." It is a dome with big, high windows, that Master Harry can fly through."

"Oh. Thanks for answering my questions, Twink." Harry said.

"Master Harry is so nice to Twink!!!"

"Twink, do you think that you could get me another raspberry iced tea, please? I would like to drink it while I unpack my trunk."

"Twink can unpack Master Harry's trunk for Master Harry."

"Its not that I don't trust you with my things, I do. However, I also like to know where everything gets put. I will unpack it this time, so that you will know where to put everything next time, ok?"

"That's what Mistress Lily said. Twink will go get the iced tea now." Twink popped out again.

Harry got his tea, unpacked his trunk, and then layed down for a nap.

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A/N Chapter 3 won't be coming out for a while, due to the fact that I only have 3 paragraphs written. However, Chapters 4 & 5 are both 80% complete, and will be out faster once 3 is out. Please review if you know how to fix the misspelled words. I know that they are wrong, I just don't know how to make them right.