Second chances don't work...?

Disclamer: I do not own either Harry Potter nor Inuyasha, well only in my dreams...

So here's my new story, for the moment the rating is T but I might change it to M in further chapters. Enjoy and review :)

Chapter 6: First comes a chip

Harry woke up early and after doing his morning exercises – jogging 20 km then doing muscle training for two hours (Death insisted...) – he took a long bath, planning his first trip out in a long while. He decided he would go to Gringotts first; he couldn't wait to get his hands on new books. He had become addicted to reading; the more he read, the more he wanted to know. Sometimes it reminded him of Hermione and every time that happened his chest would get heavy with pain. As if sensing his pain, a house elf would appear, a different one every time, they would chat with Harry about their work or the previous masters or anything that came to them. It always made Harry smile when they acted like parents comforting their child. Harry felt loved, and it had been a while since he had felt that amount of real concern and care.

Dressing was an eternal fight between him and Kit (the house elf in charge of his dressing); for while Harry preferred to wear black and silver robes most of the time, Kit insisted that it just didn't fit him and that he had no fashion sense. She always won because in the end, what she chose always fit Harry best even if he wasn't going to ever admit it. Today was no different. Harry was 'forced' to wear a deep blue hooded robe in basilisk hide lined with silver rune patterns with black dragon hide boots. It was a strange outfit for an outing in summer and Harry had never been so glad for cooling charms because no matter how much he argued with her, Harry didn't have the heart to say no to Kit.

"Dobby" Harry called when he was in the entry hall, an answering 'pop' echoing around as the house elf appeared in front of him.

"Master Harry has called?" he spoke perfectly as his big eyes bore into his first friend. Dobby had grown into himself since they arrived in the Peverell main house. It seems that being with the house elves here, who had never known of the cruelty that wizards were capable of towards their kind, helped him forget the abuse he had endured while working for the Malfoy family. He had lost his stutter and was taught to speak correctly by the head house elf Sink and Harry was more than happy for his friend.

"Yes, I am going to Gringotts', would you mind taking me there?" Harry said with a smile. Death had thought him apparition, but it seemed that even Death's intervention couldn't keep Harry from sucking at wizarding forms of transportations. Every time he tried he would end up dizzy and disoriented for a while so he had decided that if he could help it he would forever avoid doing it.

"Of course, Master Harry. Would you like me to bring you inside of Gringotts'? Or should I leave you outside?" he asked as Harry adjusted his hood.

"Outside would be great; somewhere I wouldn't be noticed please." The goblins had allowed Harry to apparate inside his vaults, but he wanted to speak with Ragnok and Griphook first.

With a small nod Dobby took his hand and apparated them in a small alley near Gringotts. Harry always found it strange that even though he couldn't stand wizards' modes of transportation he was fine with Dobby apparating him. But well he wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"Thank you Dobby, I would ask you to stay with me but that would just make people notice us more" Harry said with an apologetic face.

"Master Harry mustn't worry; Dobby will stay hidden close to you." With that he popped away leaving Harry to wonder how exactly they did it.

Entering Gringotts Harry made his way to the nearest available teller and without taking off his hood greeted him as he was taught by Griphook. The goblin sneer lessened as he replied.

"I would like to talk with Griphook please, tell him that Cyprian Blue is here to see him, he will understand" he asked politely and the goblin nodded turning to one of the guards speaking rapidly in gobbledygook before turning back to Harry.

"Account manager Griphook already informed us of your visit, please follow Gornuck" he said pointing to the guard who had stepped closer.

Harry was shocked for only a second before nodding and following Gornuck who was already hurrying away without waiting for him. Of course Death would have told Griphook that he was coming, after all it wasn't as if he expected Harry to ignore his 'suggestion'.

'The arrogant bonehead' Harry thought.

As they arrived at Griphook's office Harry noticed the heavily armed guards standing in front of the office and frowned. If there was one thing goblins hated it was appearing weak, and having guards in front of his office was a sure declaration that he couldn't protect himself.

'What is going on' he thought confused. Gornuck exchanged words in Gobbledygook with the guards before leaving without a glance in his direction. One of the guards entered the office and after a minute or so Harry was escorted into the office where Griphook was waiting looking less than pleased about the proceeding.

"Hello Griphook" Harry said taking off his hood "Things sure have changed since the last time I was here" he said jokingly .

"You have no idea Lord Potter" Griphook answered sighing heavily, "please sit down, you have to catch up on a lot" he said gesturing a seat.

"Harry please." Harry said sitting it must be grave for Griphook to forgo greetings altogether.

"Of course Harry, I know you wanted nothing to do with the wizarding world but I am sure that you will find the tale entertaining if nothing else." Griphook said and Harry cocked his head to the side.

"Please do tell" he said with a small smile.

"It all started the day after you left, Dumbledore had come as we had expected and was sent away without the answers he wanted. But then..."

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Griphook was in his new office as the second manager of Lord Potter's accounts after Ragnok when a teller came in to inform him that Albus too many middle names Dumbledore was here requesting to see him as he had heard that he was Lord Potter's accounts manager in Ragnok's absence.

Griphook had been amazed by the headmaster's overconfidence; it had been only one month since he had last come to the bank. Did he think that goblins had such a short memory, or was he not satisfied with having robbed the goblins and insulted them so thoroughly? How far would he go before he was satisfied? Did he think them that stupid?

"Let him in" Griphook said in Gobbledygook as he prepared himself for the confrontation.

Five minutes later the headmaster entered his office in a distastefully coloured robe and Griphook held in the sneer he wanted to let loose.

"Greetings Master Griphook" Dumbledore said confidently and Griphook nodded gesturing for him to sit down.

"Greetings Headmaster Dumbledore, how may I help you?" he said neutrally.

"I am here to talk about the Potter's accounts" he said with a straight face his damnable twinkling eyes getting on Griphook's nerves. But he said nothing and waited for him to continue. And continue he did.

"I am here to inform you that the last of their blood young Harry James Potter disappeared after attacking me and fellow students. He is now considered a fugitive and by the new law that has been voted by the Wizengamot all fugitives will have their accounts frozen and handed over to the chief of the Wizengamot until they show up and are proven innocent." Dumbledore said showing a parchment which had the law written on it and Griphook had to bite his tongue in order to not curse the man in front of him. Very slowly he stood up and with a hand on his sword and started talking very slowly his tone menacing.

"Are you here to declare war against the goblins Headmaster?" he said and Dumbledore appeared to be surprised which made Griphook even more furious.

"Of course not" he said hurriedly seeming confused.

"Then please do tell me why you wizards would take such a decision without consulting us? Or did you forget that Gringotts is considered goblin territory and does not answer to any wizarding law which has not been discussed with the king beforehand?" he asked and Dumbledore was dumbstruck.

"I can assure you that this law has been accepted by the goblin emissary Lord Grinid" Dumbledore said and Griphook growled fiercely.

"The goblin nation never recognized Grinid as his majesty's emissary and even warned the Wizengamot about it going so far as to send another emissary to you which you returned claiming that one emissary was enough" Griphook said his hand griping his sword tighter.

Dumbledore was tempted to face palm. Was his age catching up on him? How could he have forgotten that incident? He had dismissed the goblin because he was less agreeable than Grinid and he could claim that he had not known which one to believe, which he was going to say when he saw that Griphook had already drawn his sword and he quickly swallowed his words.

"I would ask you to get out before the situation degenerate even more Headmaster" he said and the Headmaster was stuck between a wall and a hard place. How should he act? Was he really ready to provoke the goblins' wrath for the brat's wealth? Or should he retire and be mocked even more by the goblins?

He had already used all his contacts, called in life debts and threatened a lot in order for that law to pass. After Harry hadn't shown up for a month Dumbledore had deduced that the boy had succumbed to his wound and so he was sure that he would never come to claim his money back and even if he did show up it was his word against the word of a freshly graduated student. He was sure he could make the jury see thing his way. He was sure there was nothing that could stop him.

But now, now he was regretting having taken such a hasty decision. With his head held high he exited the office and made his way out of the bank ignoring the mocking gazes of the goblins and the confused look on the wizards present. But it wasn't over; he wouldn't let the goblins get away with humiliating him like that.

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"Since that day there has been several attempts to my life made by professional assassins and Dumbledore is doing everything possible to discredit the goblin nation. Of course since the Wizengamot openly insulted the goblin nation their accounts were frozen until the situation is settled. Without his money and with his blunder in dealing with you and the goblin nation Dumbledore has lost a lot of his political power. Of course he still has a lot of powerful allies and faithful followers" Griphook ended and Harry didn't know what to think.

Was Dumbledore really losing his mind? Every sane wizard knows that no matter how powerful one is they shouldn't alienate the goblin nation. If there is something he had understood from Binns' boring and senseless mumblings about the goblin wars it was that goblins were ruthless and the only reason they tolerated wizards was because they find our struggles over the gold they have control of amusing. For them we are nothing more than animals in a zoo who they feed in exchange for entertainment. For those animals to try and tell them how they should feed them and who they should feed, Harry couldn't even imagine it.

"That still doesn't explain why you have two guards in front of your office. I mean I know that just a few assassins are not enough to require guards right?" Harry asked and Griphook grimaced.

"That is my punishment for losing my temper while dealing with the Headmaster. Even though I could have had a harsher punishment this one is the most insulting." he confessed and Harry felt sympathy for his friend. Everyone would have been mad about Dumbledore's interference; Griphook was just unlucky that it was him and not someone else.

"But that is not why you are here today. How can I help you Harry?" Griphook said and Harry smiled.

"I was not so subtly ordered by Death to visit my accounts today"

"All of them?" Griphook asked and Harry nodded. "Very well, do want to begin with a specific one?"

"I want to go to the Potter's vault first please" Harry asked politely and Griphook nodded.

TBC

AN: Hello! So I know it's been a while but you know there's what you want and what life deals you. Anywho hope you enjoyed the chapter and please review. Yohann