Chapter 2

Harry Potter was now a beautiful young eleven year old, his hair had kept the blood red raven color, and now came down to his waistline; it was always intricately braided by the female house elves. Harry's skin had kept its porcelain appearance, though his body had changed drastically; it looked as if it had been sculpted in the image of Michelangelo's David, lithe yet rippling with pure muscle. Tippy had taught him a large number of things by now. He could make seven different full course home cooked meals in different ethnic styles from memory. He could perform amazing acrobatic feats and had been training his body from the age of five to handle many different physical situations. The teacher that had taught him the most though was magic. Magic surrounded Harry in comforting warmth, teaching him culture and languages, politics and strategy.

Magic had taught him all branches of magic, the ancient being the last, and Harry could now wandlessly perform an amazing selection of magic. Harry's eyes had changed to show the magic running through them, the emerald now swirling with silver and gold. Harry had multiple animagus forms, one being a White Royal Phoenix, another a Dementor. His last four forms had been more towards the normal though; a merman, a black tiger, a shadow wolf, and a unicorn. Harry had surprisingly showed characteristics of his animagus forms in his human one as well. When he cried his tears were that of a Royal Phoenix, when he was in water he could breath, when he wished to go anywhere he could shadow travel, Harry's blood was silver and held all the properties of unicorns blood, his hair also held a silver streak where his horn would be. When Harry was concentrating really hard he could project the aura of a dementor and make the air feel as cold as ice, the tiger showed in the black tattoo like strips set upon his shoulder blades and hips.

Harry loved magic like a parent, because to him magic was the one who raised him. For his birthday last year, magic had brought a mermaid in to teach him the musical arts; she'd been really surprised he could speak mermish. This year magic had promised to bring him to Gringotts. Harry was going to be claiming the lordships of all the ancient lines left to him as heir of Merlin and so many others. It was time, his Hogwarts letter would be arriving shortly and he wanted to be fully emancipated so his parents wouldn't be aware until the sorting.

It was almost funny that his parents would be present because they started as teachers this year. Hogwarts recorded all magical outbursts performed below the age of seven. It was definitely funny that Dumbledore never thought to check the register after that Halloween night. Magic had told Harry that he was the heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Merlin otherwise known as Emrys, Peverell, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Black and Prewitt.

The Goblins would have a field day; on Harry's seventh birthday, Magic had brought him to the goblin nation to learn about magical contracts, King Ragnarok of the Goblin nation had personally tutored Harry on the intricacies of word choice, turning his words into that of a master manipulator with a silver charm. The king named Harry as the first wizard to be accepted by goblin kind and gave him the nickname of Silver Tongue that was recognized by all goblins. Harry was about to activate his Lordships.

The goblins had told him all about the inner workings of a Lordship. Harry would now hold seven votes in the Wizengamot, he would be fully emancipated and would hold power and sway over the lesser branches that came from the original line, like the Potters for instance, they were a branch connected to both the ancient house of Gryffindor and Peverell. He would be able to influence the Wizarding world in ways Dumbledork and Moldyshorts had never even considered. Harry had built up many friendships with many creature nations, and was going to be advocating for all of them. He loved them after all, his creature friends had all taught him, and cared for him when not even his own parents remembered their other son.

Honestly, the creatures were more parents to him than the Potters were. The Potters had forgotten him, and left him to starve and die in the dark attic. For all they knew he was a two year old corpse that had died not having ever even seen the light of the sun. Even if they suspected he lived; they would think he was a feral, illiterate, unteachable being, locked in a cage of their creation. They would expect that he couldn't even communicate, for he'd never been exposed to the language of humans. It would come as sweet revenge when they realized that their eldest son was not a squib. It would be fun to show up their perfect child and be top of his year in every subject. He would make sure that he was in the fifth founder's house.

Almost no one knew that there was a fifth founder; Emrys had been picky that way. As Emrys' heir he would most certainly be in that house. Harry would ask Flitwick to be his head of house. Lily was to be Ravenclaws head, and James the Gryffindors as they were both going to teach this year in order to give special training to Leo. Dumbledork had figured out that Moldyshorts had created a backup plan in the event of his death and had decided to give Leo special training when he started school. Harry had started learning at one, this was going to be fun.

Magic chose that moment to softly apparate Harry to Gringotts. Even with the delicate nature of his apparition, Harry still stumbled slightly upon entry to the King's office; due to the wards set around the bank. Harry bowed respectfully, and waited for the Kings acknowledgment.

"Rise, Silver Tongue, we have much to do in little time if we are to intercept your Hogwarts Letter, while still having enough time to notify your parents after your sorting. As soon as you have signed the documents we drew up together, you will be officially emancipated, and will be required to attend any Wizengamot meeting after. Your assets will be combined and put in the main Emrys vault, with anti-chambers to separate them by family name. You will have to wear a Lordship ring that combines all the crests of your titles; thankfully we have already combined them for you. Until you graduate Hogwarts it will act as a portkey, capable of bypassing the wards of Hogwarts.

We've already crafted a live in trunk for all possessions you wish to take to school; it has the equivalent to a fourth of the space of Potter manor. The rooms include a fully stocked and functioning kitchen, and a library that is keyed to your magic. The library has been filled with all books you have inherited from every family, so it is quite full. There is an index where you may call upon anything from your library and it will be summoned to the table in the center of the room. Your bedroom is what we agreed upon in an Indian style with your attire already settled into the grand closet.

We included a master bathroom, with all specifications including the fountain jet bath and the sit it shower, all with enhanced water padding on the seating. This trunk is portable with a shrinking option to fit in pocket. It is one of the finest I've seen. The potion lab was a nice touch. With that I believe that all bases have been covered and the occlemency earring we provided is still in perfect working order." The goblin king looked satisfied with his assessment and pushed the contracts towards Harry. He read them over, gave a nod and signed with the provided blood quill. Harry put on the ring and felt a rush of euphoria; his plans had been set in motion. The Potters weren't going to know what hit them.

"I Harry Potter do by my own free will disinherit James Potter, Lily Potter, Liam Potter, and any descendants they might have from the Ancient Most Noble Lines of Emrys or Merlin, Peverell, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Prewitt. So mote it be." Harry felt a rush of magic flooding into his system and expanding his unlocking the vast amount of power his triple layered core provided. He felt himself giving off a tangible, visible magical aura; Ragnarok shielded his eyes from the glare. Then it was done; the Potters were no longer in any way connected to him. Not even in blood, as magic had told him to mix his blood and bond with a few powerful familiars. Harry had a Royal Phoenix named Blair, that had come to him almost immediately after James had set the wards, feeling his distressed need for anyone to help, the phoenix had healed and bonded to her 'lovely little hatchling'. Harry had acquired a vixie from the den of a kelpie, the horse had grudgingly agreed to part with it after Harry had given it a cow, of course, with a transfigured seating area that was designed for centaurs, but appealed to the kelpie as well. The vixie was now a master spy, it's fine wings and shadow tinted skin were perfect for eavesdropping, she'd gathered a few friends who hadn't been caught and he now had ears and eyes everywhere as all of the pixies who wished were put under his protection charm and were treated fairly. They'd often visited when he had returned to his room to gain access to the Potter library.

How fulfilling it was to know that he would never go back, and they would never even hope of finding him again. As it was a mermish colony had offered to take him in, and hide him away for the summers that Dumbledick could try to regain influence over his situation. The creatures he'd befriended had worked out a master plan with the goblins. Two high elves and a phoenix would be at the train station, and to see him off as well as pick him up, and would pose as his guardians. They would also bring a were-tiger for added protection against any would be attackers.

Harry was giddy, everything was set, and now it was time to take Hogwarts by storm. Tomorrow Harry Potter was going to become part of the Wizarding world.