J K Rowling owns all the rights to the books and the amazing characters she created. I write only to satisfy my imagination and use my creativity and make no money from my writings.

NOTE: I started writing this story in 2012 and considering Peeves' problems (he had three viruses and got attacked by Windows 10, which I didn't want but got) I decided to post a few more unfinished or nearly finished stories.

Chapter 1 – Outta Here

"Is Harry Potter ready to leave?" asked Dobby, the house elf which Harry had recently bonded with.

Harry Potter looked up from the floor of his miserable room or as it was still known "Dudley's second bedroom" where his uncle had dropped him after giving him the usual "welcome home beating."

Said beating had been worse than usual as when his uncle had picked Harry up at King's Cross Station after his fifth year at Hogwarts, certain members of the Order of the Phoenix had taken the liberty of having "a talk" with his relatives about what was to be Harry's treatment this summer.

They had also mentioned the death of Harry's godfather, known to the Dursleys as a mass murderer and the only thing which had lessened the beatings given to Harry for the past two years (lessened but not completely stopped).

Harry always had a bad enough homecoming due to the fact that his relatives hated him and magic with a passion. It was bad enough they had to take him back for several weeks during the summer holidays and the only pleasure they received for their trouble (other than the generous stipend they had been receiving every month for the boy's upbringing which Harry wasn't supposed to know about) was getting to refresh his memory of all that he owed them for their charity in taking him in and raising the ungrateful, miserable, worthless, demon-spawned freak which he was and "putting him in his proper place."

He never did nor could do "enough" to earn his keep, despite the multitude of chores he had to perform to earn the miserable scraps of food he was given and in reality, he wasn't even worthy of getting those because he was an abomination and a filthy stain upon the lives of the decent, hardworking, normal people which his relatives were.

The fact that those other freaks had DARED TO EVEN TALK TO THE DURSLEYS (and in public no less) was unforgiveable and then to TELL THE DURSLEYS HOW THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO TREAT THE FREAKISH BASTARD was definitely not to be tolerated. The only good thing was learning that the freaky, murdering freak godfather was dead so that they could get back to giving the lessons that the mutant bastard truly deserved.

Vernon had looked forward to doing that and it had taken all of his self-restraint to drive home, force the boy into the house, shut the door before punching the child in the stomach several times before dragging him by his hair up the stairs to the room fit for decent people which they had been forced to give him, getting him in the room and finally beating the stuffing out of the beast.

Vernon had done a lot of damage but not enough to satisfy him as he had only stopped because he was exhausted. Well he'd could continue after he had rested and gather together a few "tools" then he and Dudley could have a father-son moment and tear into the freak to finish today's lesson.

So there was Harry now laying in a pool of his own blood and trying not to let the pain of the newly broken bones he was feeling get the better of him. He had heard Dobby pop into the room shortly after he heard Vernon locking the many locks on his bedroom door and bellowing for Dudley to bring in the freak's trunk from the car so it could be locked up.

"And when that rutty owl shows up, we'll catch it and we'll kill it, cook it and feed it to the *#*#& **#^^^ as the only food we'll be giving the freak the entire summer," Vernon had shouted out loud enough for Harry to hear as he made his way down the stairs.

Gathering what energy he had Harry said to the very upset elf (who had been ordered not to interfere – no matter what - until after Harry had been locked in his room), "First I need you to take several pictures of me for evidence, then we can leave."

So Dobby took the pictures, placed a few spells on the bedroom, then gathered Harry into his small elfin arms and apparated him directly to Gringotts. All of this had been planned in the last few days after the "talk" Harry had had in Dumbledore's office within the hour of not only the death of Harry's godfather and only hope for a family, but after the life and death struggle with Death Eaters he and five friends had at the Ministry of Magic only to see Sirius die, and then shortly thereafter being possessed by Voldemort.

Harry had trashed the callous Headmaster's office and barely listened to the old wizard telling him about how only he, a 15-year boy, could defeat the darkest wizard of the last century.

Oh sure, a boy who grew up abused, denied knowledge of the world which was rightfully his, had been further abused, slandered and usually made an outcast at his school for the past five years then forced back into the hell on earth which made up his life with his relatives, had been given "tests" during those five years, denied more life-saving, important information, not given sufficient or decent training which he needed just to graduate let alone face this dark wizard but….but….

Oh hell, Harry was screwed in ways he just couldn't imagine and things were only going to get worse as he knew, HE JUST KNEW MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN HIS SHORT LIFE, that Dumbledore was NOT going to give him any help or training to "fulfill his destiny" or whatever crap he had been rambling on about while Harry destroyed his office.

As soon as he had left the office, Harry went straight to the Room of Requirement. It never occurred to him to go to the infirmary where his friends were being treated for the injuries received at the Ministry. Why should he? Every year it was the same damn thing. Harry got hurt and before any treatment could be given to him (if any) he was questioned by Dumbledore, unless he was unconscious and couldn't be awaken like it had been in first year.

Even after the shock and horror of the tournament resulting in Cedric's death, Voldemort's resurrection and being dragged off by Barty the Death Eater instead of the infirmary, giving Harry any type of treatment wouldn't happen until AFTER DUMBLEDORE WAS FINISHED WITH HIM.

Harry wondered if after Voldemort killed him – and he would as there was no way Harry could Voldie unless he made him laugh himself to death watching Harry try to stupefy him to death (can't kill anybody, can't use any dark spells because Dumbledore doesn't approve and won't let you learn them let alone use them).

Well after he was killed would they just leave his dead body lying around while Dumbledore "took care of things" and did whatever it was he wanted to do first. Probably. Would the birds and other carrion have eaten most of him before someone noticed a bad smell and remembered "oh yes, gotta bury Harry before the Board of Health gives us a citation."

Harry had summoned Dobby, gave the elf a brief summary of what had happened and asked if he would help Harry escape. Dobby had jumped at the chance as long as Harry Potter made him his bonded elf. Even though Harry pictured Hermione opening her big mouth to chastise him for even thinking about doing such a horrible thing, he pushed the rest of the thought out of his mind before imaginary Hermione could utter a word, Dobby became his elf.

The first thing Harry had Dobby do was to go to Gringotts to arrange an appointment. Harry had heard the Gringotts never really closed so Dobby went immediately. "If you can get me one tonight that will be great," Harry had said.

Harry had went straight to his house and dorm room instead of the infirmary as, well his friends were being treated, he didn't want to face them or see the state they were in and Harry was used to putting up with pain. Besides, no one would probably notice he wasn't there anyway. He was right, no one did.

By the time Harry had arrived at his dorm room, Dobby had popped in and said they could have an appointment within five minutes. Harry only took the time to use the loo and off they went. The rest was history or at least would be.

Within an hour Harry found out more about his life and the way the Magical World worked than he had in the past five years at school. It seems he had more vaults than just his trust vault. His parent's Will had been sealed by one Albus Dumbledore and under law could not be opened until Harry's 25th birthday or HIS DEATH, whichever came first.

Sirius' death had already been recorded at Gringotts and surprise, surprise Fawkes the Phoenix had brought a letter to the Goblins just moments before Dobby had arrived. Dumbledore reiterated that Sirius Black had died that night and as Dumbledore knew Harry Potter was Sirius' heir, Dumbledore would be taking charge of the matter.

Apparently Dumbledore had been handling all of Harry's legal matters as he, as Headmaster of Hogwarts and Head of the Wizengamot, had been appointed (by himself) as Harry's Magical Guardian within HOURS of the death of Harry's parents. This was highly unusual to begin with and then Dumbledore, in his capacity of Wizengamot Head, had sealed his parents' Will.

Sirius' Will was not being sealed and would be read within the next two weeks whenever it was most convenient for Dumbledore. "I will, of course, once again be acting on Harry Potter's behalf as not only is he a minor but is in deep mourning for his beloved godfather. Also, since the Minister of Magic has seen proof with his own eyes that Voldemort is indeed alive, Harry will be under careful guard to protect him from Death Eaters." the letter had said.

The letter went on to ORDER THE GOBLINS that under no circumstances should Harry Potter be even notified about the Will as the poor boy couldn't cope with the stress such a revelation would cause. Of course, as per the law, Dumbledore would inform the boy himself and forbid him from attending, and naturally Dumbledore would act as his proxy.

"Is this legal?" Harry asked.

"Yes and No," said Blood Claw, the Goblin Harry was speaking to. "Yes IF ALBUS DUMBLEDORE WAS LEGALLY APPOINTED IN A WILL AS YOUR MAGICAL GUARDIAN. However, since there is a Will – which he witnessed by the way – and it has been sealed, he appointed himself your guardian via his power as Head of the Wizengamot and Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"The reason it is not legal is because for it to be so, the Will would have to be unsealed and/or considering the "situation" as he called it under which he appointed himself your guardian, the guardianship would have to be approved by two-thirds of the Wizengamot. It was not."

This had also prevented Dumbledore from accessing the other Potter vaults. The only one he could access was Harry's trust vault as it provided for not only Harry's schooling but a stipend was paid out monthly to his physical caretakers. As of November 5, 1981 a monthly sum in Pounds Sterling was sent (using Fawkes to deliver it) to Vernon Dursley. Since it was sent in cash, it could not be traced nor was it subject to the Muggle tax authorities. This had also been approved by Dumbledore.

Once a year on July 31st, Harry's birthday, the sum of 50,000 galleons was transferred from one of the Potter vaults into Harry's trust vault to refresh the account and allow for Harry's care and maintenance.

Gringotts' records showed that Harry's entire Hogwarts tuition had been paid in advance on August 1, 1980, the day after Harry's birth. However, every August 1st since 1991, the year Harry started Hogwarts, a tuition payment made out to Hogwarts had been deducted from Harry's trust vault. As both Gringotts and a Hogwarts representative (Dumbledore) were aware of the advanced tuition payment (there were receipts on file), somebody's tuition was being paid out of Harry's trust vault ever since 1991. Harry had an idea whose tuition was being paid but he wanted proof.

Sirius had made out a new Will just a few weeks before his death, which cancelled the new Will he had made out in November 1995. That Will had been made out, signed with a blood quill by Sirius, witnessed by Albus Dumbledore and Molly Weasley and hand-delivered to Gringotts by William Weasley where it went on file.

However, in April of 1996, Sirius Black had been apparated into Gringotts by his house elf Kreacher with a draft Will. The Will was made out officially, and Sirius signed it and added a special clause saying that this was his OFFICIAL LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT and declaring the November 1995 Will "null, void and invalid as hell" and stating that as soon as Harry Potter showed up, the Will could be read even if no one else mentioned in the Will was there.

It was also stressed that the Will COULD NOT BE SEALED BY ANYONE FOR WHATEVER REASON. Also, Albus Dumbledore was expressly forbidden to attend the Will reading as were several other people mentioned in the "former, false Will made under duress" as Sirius had phrased it.

Blood Claw smiled evilly as he handed Harry the Will. Harry read the Will. Then he asked to also view the pensive memory Will which Sirius had also recorded and which would be read to all others. It said exactly what was in the official blood-signed Will but gave Sirius the opportunity to personally give a piece of his mind to those assembled for the reading. This Will could not be read unless Harry Potter was present so Dumbledore could not have access to the Will nor have it sealed.

"I thought Dumbledore said in the letter I "wasn't allow to attend the Will reading'" Harry asked.

Blood Claw smiled again. "Yes he did demand that in his very insulting letter but he will have to reconsider. Sirius Black mentioned that the Order of the Phoenix had its headquarters in one of his properties but could mention which one due to an oath and a charm which had been cast by Dumbledore."

"However, since Sirius Black died tonight – or rather last night – arrangements had been made to place all Black properties and vaults under immediate, automatic lock down. Anyone living in any Black properties will already be cast out and no one will be able to gain entrance to any of them until the new Lord Black resumes the inheritance."

Harry smiled. Kreacher must have been cast out and all of the Order.

"Just in case you are wondering," added Blood Claw, "during the formal ceremony wherein Sirius Black was made your godfather, he also made you his heir if he died without issue. He did this by a special blood adoption clause. You are therefore the new Lord Black once you put on this ring." He handed Harry the lordship ring for the House of Black.

Harry thought for a minute before asking, "If I put on the ring, will the Fidelius still be in effect?"

"No. The Family wards will be intact and you will be able to enter any of the properties and give or remove permission of access to anyone be they blood family or those who were given prior permission."

"Okay, I put on the ring, claim the lordship and I can go directly to any Black property and reset the wards."

"Yes."

"Can someone from Gringotts come with me and show me how to claim, reset them and furthermore put on a new Fidelius charm and can it be done now?"

"Yes, yes, yes and for a reasonable fee. However the Fidelius will take at least an hour to be cast, probably more depending on the Black family wards already on the house."

"Will I be able to take over, go to the property in question, reset things and leave the caster of the Fidelius at the house while I go back to Hogwarts? Someone will probably notice eventually that I am gone and I want things done as soon as possible."

"Once the ring accepts you, you can go immediately with a Goblin to show you how to reset the wards. It will take about half an hour to do this and by then we should be able to send someone to cast the Fidelius."

"That's great. No one will be able to gain entrance while I am resetting the wards?"

"Not unless you give them access."

"Okay. I claim the lordship and go to the house. Once I get there I will send Dobby back here to pick up the caster. It can be anybody EXCEPT BILL WEASLEY. I NEVER WANT A WEASLEY DOING ANYTHING FOR ME OR EVEN KNOWING ABOUT ANYTHING."

It was agreed. The ring accepted Harry as the new Lord Black, then he, another Goblin named Diamond Finder and Dobby popped over to Grimmauld Place. By the time Dobby brought the caster, all the wards had been reset and Harry had found out that Kreacher, as a Black elf, had not been cast out.

The look on the miserable old elf's face when he found out (by the magic of the ring) that Harry was the new Lord Black and HIS MASTER was priceless. It was patronus worthy.

Harry's first order was for the elf to remain in the house, not to leave for any reason, even if it caught on fire, until Harry gave him formal permission to do so, not to ever speak to anybody coming into the house in the future unless given permission by Harry and to CLEAN THE HOUSE FROM TOP TO BOTTOM UNTIL IT WAS SPOTLESS. Harry would figure out Kreacher's punishment for Sirius' death when he had time to think up something ghastly.

Dobby then took Harry back to the bank where Harry was given a special port key by the Goblins for an "emergency" and it was arranged that Harry would have an "open appointment" to come back to complete his other business. Dobby was thrilled and honored beyond all his wildest hopes and dreams because the Great Harry Potter was making him, Dobby, the unworthy house elf, the secret keeper.

"You are the only person in this world that I can truly trust," Harry told him. While at this moment it was true it also helped when he found out that a bonded house elf could not be legitimized by anyone other than his master.

There was just enough time for Dobby to sneak Harry back to his dorm room before Seamus and Dean woke up. Harry took a shower and debated whether to try to sleep or eat breakfast first then try to sleep. His growling stomach made the decision for him.

He went to the kitchen and ate a quick breakfast in silence. He decided to skip his scheduled classes since the OWLS were over and he didn't care if he got a detention or points deducted. Surprisingly he did manage to sleep and not dream about Sirius' death. What was said in the Will had given him the knowledge of whose fault the death really was.

Sirius knew he was going to die soon and had no doubt whatsoever that Harry would be made to feel guilty and blame himself for his death. A letter had been enclosed with the official Will written by Sirius to Harry which explained many things which were not to be publically known.

Right now Harry was not angry at Albus Dumbledore – he just plain HATED HIM.