Harry Potter and the Demise of Dumbledore
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Adult ++
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Gringott's
My first attempt, so forgive any roughness. Main pairing will be HP/DM, possibly others. all codes are just in case. Please Read and Review!!!
J.K. Rowling is a F-ing GENIUS, I own nothing!!!
Chapter 1: Gringott's
Harry knew if he stayed any longer that Vernon would kill him. He had made his intentions clear after the incident with the Dementor. There were only two days left until his 17th birthday, and Harry had no intention of remaining with his “family.” He left in the dead of night without telling anyone but Remus of his plans; Harry didn’t want that interfering old coot to know of his plans. He had already done his job and killed Tom and anyone bearing his mark, as far as Harry was concerned it was time for the old fool to take his plans and shove them up his wrinkled arse. There was no viable reason for him to remain at Number 4 Privet Dr. that summer except that Albus wanted to wield absolute control over Harry’s life or death. So he left and took the Night Bus to Diagon Alley and got a room at the Leaky Cauldron.
Gringott’s was his first stop the next morning. He knew there was more to his holdings than what the goat fucker had led him to believe. Why else would so many people expect that he live like royalty in the Wizarding world? Did Dumbledore think he was that dumb, that he would never investigate his heritage? It was common knowledge to anyone raised in a pure blood home that the Potter line was as ancient as any other if not more so, and that the family held a seat on the Wizengamot as well as the Hogwarts Board of Governors. Yet Dumbledore had tried to hide it from him, not very well perhaps, but try he did. Mainly the old man had expected that Harry would only rely on Hermione for in depth research and Hagrid or Lupin for accounts of his parents’ lives, but he had been wrong, the Sorting Hat had tried to put him in Slytherin for a reason! All it had taken to find those facts out was a late night trip to the Restricted Section with his invisibility cloak and a good book on the Pureblood Aristocracy and its structure. So in he walked, as soon as the doors were unbolted, and up to the surliest looking goblin he could find, knowing that the more disgruntled a goblin appeared the higher on the food chain he was.
“Excuse me Master Goblin,” Harry said politely with a slight bow. He had picked up a thing or two from watching the Slytherins like a hawk for six years, the least of which was insincere acts of formality. “I need to speak with the Manager in charge of my accounts. Both Potter and Black accounts if you please.”
“Yes, of course,” the goblin sneered showing his pointed teeth, ”Right this way Lord Potter.” The short creature then turned smartly in a stunningly Snape like manner and stalked away towards a set of door Harry had never been through.
Harry noticed the style in which he had been addressed and immediately knew that at least some of the goblins were more than aware of his status. He was led into a conference room and told that his managers would be in shortly. He waited only a moment before he was joined by a elderly and sinister looking goblin.
“Lord Potter!” He said with a bow, “I am Gloslarn, the head manager for the Black Family vaults. To what do I owe the honor of your presence?”
“We will get to that as soon as we are joined by my own family’s manager. Master Gloslarn, take a seat please,” Harry replied cordially.
After a few moments, the door opened again to reveal a disgruntled looking goblin much younger than his counterpart who seemed offended that he was brought here.
“Mr. Potter,” the goblin sneered with a small nod, “How nice of you to come by today, but I do hope this will be brief, I am quite busy at the moment.” The grunt Gloslarn emitted seemed to make him realize he was not the only goblin in the room and his eyes widened considerably before he looked back at Harry.
“Why goblin,” Harry sneered the word, “have you greeted me with such an utter lack of respect? One would think that as the head of at least two noble Wizarding lines, and your employer might I add you would address me by my proper title.” The wretch of a creature in front of him looked shocked, but Harry continued before he could speak. “Master Gloslarn here has managed it swimmingly. Are you this insolent with all your account holders I wonder? But to ease your mind, or lack there of, I do believe this will indeed only take a moment, for you at least. Master Gloslarn, I do believe that as the Potter accounts are my primary you will have forwarded all reports and statements to this, ah, manager. Is that correct?” at the nod he continued, “Why then Goblin, have I not received any of the statements regarding the Black accounts in the last year? Or a single statement as to my own family’s holdings?”
“B-but all of your statements went to Headmaster Dumbledore,” he sputtered, “He was placed in charge until you reached your majority on your 17th birthday.”
“That I am well aware of, however you know as well as I do that our laws dictate that as the Patriarch of the Noble and Courageous House of Potter, I reached my Majority two years ago on my 15th birthday. While that knowledge has only come to me recently I am confidant that it was in your sphere of knowledge well before hand. That is why, you disloyal, incompetent fool, I am firing you. You will turn over all responsibilities to Master Gloslarn immediately. Get out of my sight!” Both goblins could see the fire in Harry’s eyes, and feel the power cracking around him. As the younger goblin fled from the room Gloslarn felt very relieved it was not him on the other side of this young Lord’s temper.
“Am I to understand Lord, that you have not been handling any of the aspects of your accounts?” The goblin said when Harry turned back to him.
“You are correct, that is the exact reason I have come here. I wish to take sole control of my holdings, and block Albus Dumbledore from ever touching anything that I own.”
“Well Lord Potter, I believe the first order of business would be to have you officially take the role of Lord of your Houses.” Gloslarn said before snapping his fingers and causing a ornate wooden box to appear before him, along with several files. “Now Lord Potter, this should be quite simple. All you need to do is place these signet rings on your right hand saving the Potter Signet for you left middle finger.” He said sliding the box across the table.
Harry gasped when he opened the box and found not two, but seven rings inside. Looking up at him were not only the gold and sapphire of the Potter family ring, and the sliver and onyx of the black family ring, but also rings he recognized as those of the four founders of Hogwarts and a platinum and onyx signet with a dragon set in the surface of the stone. “I can’t fit all of these on my right hand!” Harry said incredulously.
“Quite right,” Gloslarn said, “Those five will, upon acceptance of your right over them, take the form of a tattoo on your right forearm before placing themselves where ever they choose on your body. First place the signet of Merlin on your hand and then those of the founders in any order, followed by the remaining two.”
“Merlin?” Harry said in awe before picking up the ring and tentatively placing on his right ring finger. After a moment, Harry felt a slight warmth and the ring was gone. Repeating the process with more confidence now, he did the same with each of the founder’s rings. Taking the Black signet out of the box he again placed it on his right ring finger and felt a slight warmth before the ring sized itself to his hand. The same happened when he finally put the Potter ring on his left middle finger, and the process was complete.
“Now, if you wish, we can consolidate all of the vaults.” At Harry’s distracted nod, Gloslarn continued, “Very well, please sign your full name here. When you have done so it will glow and turn gold.”
Taking the proffered form and a quill, he quickly signed his name. But the only thing that happened was that his name faded from the form. Frowning, Gloslarn said, “Your full name Lord. You must sign your full name.”
“But I did,” Harry said indignantly, “I signed it ‘Harry James Potter’, my full name.”
“That is not your legal name Lord!” Gloslarn said. Seeing the confused look on his face Gloslarn looked again at his file and continued, “Your full name as it appears on this copy of your birth certificate, is Harold James Evan Godric Potter.”
“I’ll kill him, I’ll kill Dumbledore! The man never even told me my real name! How dare he!” Harry fumed as he again took up the quill and sign his true name. Satisfied when it did indeed glow and was replaced in gold, he smiled looking down at his name. He liked it, Harold James Evan Godric Potter. “If that is all for now, I’d like to visit my vaults. You may owl any paper work to me that needs my attention. Also, if there have been any transfers to Dumbledore’s accounts or that of the Order of the Phoenix, get it back. All of it, plus interest. I don’t care if it ruins him.”
“Of course Lord, right away. Here is the new key to your vaults. The number is 001. I will be in touch.” He said as he stood, handing Harry his key and watching him walk out.
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A/N: in CetteFille's review, it was mentioned that the signet/tattoo plotline has been used before, but i just wanted to clarify: it was my lazy way of giving Harry ink w/o having to actually take him to a tattoo parlor, and the signet idea was something i have read before, but for the life of me i couldn't remember which author/authors to credit, but it does serve my purpose of illustrating just how powerful Harry and the Potter family are (or is it the Potter family he gets his power from?). I am sorry to any author who feels that i have infringed on his or her works, that was not my intent, and i hold you all in the deepest regard. This should be as far as my laziness goes with plot devices, unless you count a few "Dumbles suck/Harry rocks" cliches. thanks to those who have already reviewed!!!
Thats it for now! Hopefully the next chap will be up by Friday! Please review, the best one gets a cookie and a gold star by there name...
J.K. Rowling is a F-ing GENIUS, I own nothing!!!
Chapter 1: Gringott's
Harry knew if he stayed any longer that Vernon would kill him. He had made his intentions clear after the incident with the Dementor. There were only two days left until his 17th birthday, and Harry had no intention of remaining with his “family.” He left in the dead of night without telling anyone but Remus of his plans; Harry didn’t want that interfering old coot to know of his plans. He had already done his job and killed Tom and anyone bearing his mark, as far as Harry was concerned it was time for the old fool to take his plans and shove them up his wrinkled arse. There was no viable reason for him to remain at Number 4 Privet Dr. that summer except that Albus wanted to wield absolute control over Harry’s life or death. So he left and took the Night Bus to Diagon Alley and got a room at the Leaky Cauldron.
Gringott’s was his first stop the next morning. He knew there was more to his holdings than what the goat fucker had led him to believe. Why else would so many people expect that he live like royalty in the Wizarding world? Did Dumbledore think he was that dumb, that he would never investigate his heritage? It was common knowledge to anyone raised in a pure blood home that the Potter line was as ancient as any other if not more so, and that the family held a seat on the Wizengamot as well as the Hogwarts Board of Governors. Yet Dumbledore had tried to hide it from him, not very well perhaps, but try he did. Mainly the old man had expected that Harry would only rely on Hermione for in depth research and Hagrid or Lupin for accounts of his parents’ lives, but he had been wrong, the Sorting Hat had tried to put him in Slytherin for a reason! All it had taken to find those facts out was a late night trip to the Restricted Section with his invisibility cloak and a good book on the Pureblood Aristocracy and its structure. So in he walked, as soon as the doors were unbolted, and up to the surliest looking goblin he could find, knowing that the more disgruntled a goblin appeared the higher on the food chain he was.
“Excuse me Master Goblin,” Harry said politely with a slight bow. He had picked up a thing or two from watching the Slytherins like a hawk for six years, the least of which was insincere acts of formality. “I need to speak with the Manager in charge of my accounts. Both Potter and Black accounts if you please.”
“Yes, of course,” the goblin sneered showing his pointed teeth, ”Right this way Lord Potter.” The short creature then turned smartly in a stunningly Snape like manner and stalked away towards a set of door Harry had never been through.
Harry noticed the style in which he had been addressed and immediately knew that at least some of the goblins were more than aware of his status. He was led into a conference room and told that his managers would be in shortly. He waited only a moment before he was joined by a elderly and sinister looking goblin.
“Lord Potter!” He said with a bow, “I am Gloslarn, the head manager for the Black Family vaults. To what do I owe the honor of your presence?”
“We will get to that as soon as we are joined by my own family’s manager. Master Gloslarn, take a seat please,” Harry replied cordially.
After a few moments, the door opened again to reveal a disgruntled looking goblin much younger than his counterpart who seemed offended that he was brought here.
“Mr. Potter,” the goblin sneered with a small nod, “How nice of you to come by today, but I do hope this will be brief, I am quite busy at the moment.” The grunt Gloslarn emitted seemed to make him realize he was not the only goblin in the room and his eyes widened considerably before he looked back at Harry.
“Why goblin,” Harry sneered the word, “have you greeted me with such an utter lack of respect? One would think that as the head of at least two noble Wizarding lines, and your employer might I add you would address me by my proper title.” The wretch of a creature in front of him looked shocked, but Harry continued before he could speak. “Master Gloslarn here has managed it swimmingly. Are you this insolent with all your account holders I wonder? But to ease your mind, or lack there of, I do believe this will indeed only take a moment, for you at least. Master Gloslarn, I do believe that as the Potter accounts are my primary you will have forwarded all reports and statements to this, ah, manager. Is that correct?” at the nod he continued, “Why then Goblin, have I not received any of the statements regarding the Black accounts in the last year? Or a single statement as to my own family’s holdings?”
“B-but all of your statements went to Headmaster Dumbledore,” he sputtered, “He was placed in charge until you reached your majority on your 17th birthday.”
“That I am well aware of, however you know as well as I do that our laws dictate that as the Patriarch of the Noble and Courageous House of Potter, I reached my Majority two years ago on my 15th birthday. While that knowledge has only come to me recently I am confidant that it was in your sphere of knowledge well before hand. That is why, you disloyal, incompetent fool, I am firing you. You will turn over all responsibilities to Master Gloslarn immediately. Get out of my sight!” Both goblins could see the fire in Harry’s eyes, and feel the power cracking around him. As the younger goblin fled from the room Gloslarn felt very relieved it was not him on the other side of this young Lord’s temper.
“Am I to understand Lord, that you have not been handling any of the aspects of your accounts?” The goblin said when Harry turned back to him.
“You are correct, that is the exact reason I have come here. I wish to take sole control of my holdings, and block Albus Dumbledore from ever touching anything that I own.”
“Well Lord Potter, I believe the first order of business would be to have you officially take the role of Lord of your Houses.” Gloslarn said before snapping his fingers and causing a ornate wooden box to appear before him, along with several files. “Now Lord Potter, this should be quite simple. All you need to do is place these signet rings on your right hand saving the Potter Signet for you left middle finger.” He said sliding the box across the table.
Harry gasped when he opened the box and found not two, but seven rings inside. Looking up at him were not only the gold and sapphire of the Potter family ring, and the sliver and onyx of the black family ring, but also rings he recognized as those of the four founders of Hogwarts and a platinum and onyx signet with a dragon set in the surface of the stone. “I can’t fit all of these on my right hand!” Harry said incredulously.
“Quite right,” Gloslarn said, “Those five will, upon acceptance of your right over them, take the form of a tattoo on your right forearm before placing themselves where ever they choose on your body. First place the signet of Merlin on your hand and then those of the founders in any order, followed by the remaining two.”
“Merlin?” Harry said in awe before picking up the ring and tentatively placing on his right ring finger. After a moment, Harry felt a slight warmth and the ring was gone. Repeating the process with more confidence now, he did the same with each of the founder’s rings. Taking the Black signet out of the box he again placed it on his right ring finger and felt a slight warmth before the ring sized itself to his hand. The same happened when he finally put the Potter ring on his left middle finger, and the process was complete.
“Now, if you wish, we can consolidate all of the vaults.” At Harry’s distracted nod, Gloslarn continued, “Very well, please sign your full name here. When you have done so it will glow and turn gold.”
Taking the proffered form and a quill, he quickly signed his name. But the only thing that happened was that his name faded from the form. Frowning, Gloslarn said, “Your full name Lord. You must sign your full name.”
“But I did,” Harry said indignantly, “I signed it ‘Harry James Potter’, my full name.”
“That is not your legal name Lord!” Gloslarn said. Seeing the confused look on his face Gloslarn looked again at his file and continued, “Your full name as it appears on this copy of your birth certificate, is Harold James Evan Godric Potter.”
“I’ll kill him, I’ll kill Dumbledore! The man never even told me my real name! How dare he!” Harry fumed as he again took up the quill and sign his true name. Satisfied when it did indeed glow and was replaced in gold, he smiled looking down at his name. He liked it, Harold James Evan Godric Potter. “If that is all for now, I’d like to visit my vaults. You may owl any paper work to me that needs my attention. Also, if there have been any transfers to Dumbledore’s accounts or that of the Order of the Phoenix, get it back. All of it, plus interest. I don’t care if it ruins him.”
“Of course Lord, right away. Here is the new key to your vaults. The number is 001. I will be in touch.” He said as he stood, handing Harry his key and watching him walk out.
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A/N: in CetteFille's review, it was mentioned that the signet/tattoo plotline has been used before, but i just wanted to clarify: it was my lazy way of giving Harry ink w/o having to actually take him to a tattoo parlor, and the signet idea was something i have read before, but for the life of me i couldn't remember which author/authors to credit, but it does serve my purpose of illustrating just how powerful Harry and the Potter family are (or is it the Potter family he gets his power from?). I am sorry to any author who feels that i have infringed on his or her works, that was not my intent, and i hold you all in the deepest regard. This should be as far as my laziness goes with plot devices, unless you count a few "Dumbles suck/Harry rocks" cliches. thanks to those who have already reviewed!!!
Thats it for now! Hopefully the next chap will be up by Friday! Please review, the best one gets a cookie and a gold star by there name...