Breaking Ties

                A week had passed and Harry had heard nothing from Malfoy. He had received the information he requested from Gringotts and decided he would go talk to them as soon as he could. During that week, he worked on his wandless magic and his theory for a disguise. He figured that he could use his wandless skills to hide his more prominent features. He tested his theory Friday morning. He dropped down into a meditative state where he could easily access his magic. He started with his hair. He pictured what he wanted it to look like and then pressed his magic to make it happen. Next was his scar, followed by his eyes. As he pressed his magic into his eyes, he felt a burning feeling. He stopped, but his magic kept going, sinking further and further into his eyes. He lay down on the floor and rode out the pain. As the pain eased Harry slowly opened his eyes. As his eyes adjusted he looked around in confusion. Everything was blurry. Extremely blurry. He took his glasses off. Put them back on and took them off again.

‘Well that was unexpected.’ Harry thought. His vision was fixed.

He set his glasses down on the desk and went to look at himself in the bath room mirror. Gone was the black hair, green eyes and scar. Staring back at him was a red head with blue eyes.

‘Gah! I look like a Weasley!’ Harry thought with a frown.

‘At least no one will recognize me.’

With a final once over he made his way downstairs. He walked up to Tom at the front desk.

“Good morning Tom.”

Tom looked up, confusion written on his face.

“Good morning Mister?”

“Bourne.”
“Ah Mister Bourne! How may I help you?”

Will you hold any letters that may come for me?”

“Absolutely!”
 

“Thank you. I will be out most of the day.”

With that Harry walked out the door and headed to Gringotts. As he made his way to the bank he was happy. Nobody stopped him, followed him, or wanted to talk to him. He made his way to the front counter at Gringotts.

“How may I help you?”

“I’m here to speak to Master Griphook about my vaults.”

“Name?”

“I’d rather not say. I’d rather confirm myself in private.”

“Very well. This way please.”

Harry followed the goblin to a private room.

“Name please?” the goblin asked as soon as the door was closed.

“Harry Potter.”

The goblin stared in disbelief.

“Hand please.”

Harry held out his hand. The goblin touched his palm creating a small cut. He took a piece of parchment from his pocket and pressed it against the cut. A few seconds later the name Harry Potter appeared on the parchment.

“Very well Master Potter. Griphook will arrive shortly.”

The goblin left and Harry sat, waiting for Griphook. Shortly the goblin arrived.

“Hello Master Potter. How may I help you?”

“Master Griphook. I wanted to go over my available accounts with you and start the process of having the stolen funds returned to me.” Harry stated, a cold grin spreading across his face.

“Very well Master Potter. I will have the rest of your accounts along with any wills signed to you brought up.”

Harry started in confusion.

“I thought those would only be available to me once I was emancipated.”

Griphook grinned.

“We received your letter of emancipation early this morning from the Ministry informing us to remove all but your name from your accounts and holdings.”

Harry sat dumbfounded.

‘What the heck!’ he thought as Griphook left to get the full set of accounts and will for Harry.