Aethermancer

Darksider82

Wingedseerwolf

I own nothing

Harry's eyes stung, the pain came with so much force that he dropped his knife and fork with a clatter, attracting the attention of the Great hall. "Mr. Potter, what is the matter with you?" Snapped Professor McGonagall striding over.

"My…eyes…skewers…red…hot." Harry gasped out, before the pain subsided as soon as it arrived. It was march, and the pains had been coming much more often and more frequently.

Then Hedwig descended, surrounded by a vanguard of the schools barn owls. Hedwig descended and swooped the length of the Gryffindor table, snagging stray bits and pieces of meat most especially bacon as she landed on Harry's shoulder and stuck her leg out.

On her leg was a letter, Harry pulled the note off, handed three strips of bacon to his faithful familiar who immediately took off. "Hedwig is many things and greedy is one of them." He remarked casually to some of the first years sitting by him.

Dear Harry,
You may not remember me but my names Alison.
We met at that party your Uncle threw, and we had few too many drinks.
I wrote to say that you're a dad to beautiful baby boy. But my parents are FURIOUS with you. They want me to dispose of him, but I can't. Harry if you can get her soon, I'll try and placate them.
Alison Grace.

Harry dropped the letter and the pain in his eyes surged again. "Professor, I need to get to Privet Drive immediately." McGonagall along with Ron and Hermione stared at him in shock.

"Why mate/Mr. Potter/Harry?" The three asked as one.

"Responsibilities…Since the headmaster is avoiding me, I'm asking you Professor."

The deputy headmistress nodded "You can go…I'll take you personally."

Harry nodded "Let me grab my coat." With that he tore out of the Great hall flashed through the corridors, his eyes all the while turning cobalt blue. He called the password and hurtled up to the boy's dormitory.

Harry saw it lying over his chair next to his dresser, his black trench coat. Sirius had purchased it for him just after Christmas last year. Sirius had come pelting into assist Harry in the eventful duel in the Department of Mysteries last year and left alive and exhumed but Dumbledore had protested that Harry had to remain at the Dursley's for a part of the summer.

He donned the trench coat over a white school shirt with his school house on his left breast pocket. All went well until he arrived back in the Great hall "Whose Alice? Mr. Potter?" Asked Snape a vindictive smirk on his sallow face.

"None of your concern Snape." Harry replied "Hand me the note please."

"Who is she?"

"Will you be running to your half-blood master if I tell? Death Eater." The Hall fell silent.

"How dare you insinuate that I'm a Death Eater. I bet the schools wondering how you know of such a thing?" Snarled Snape

"Easy, I've met them. Dressed up in black and masks trying to bully their agenda to the top only to not know that their dumb bastard of a leader is no more than the half-bloods he's trying to destroy. As for Alice? BACK OFF!" Harry finished with a snarl as a cobalt aura began to manifest around him, on his arms ancient tribal marks began to form and glow as well.

"You're as impudent, disrespectful and arrogant as your father." Snape yelled "STUP…" Snape stopped because he found himself being thrown across the hall.

Harry sent out a pulse of magic which acted as a bludgeoning curse, making Snape double over. "All I hear from you is 'my father this, father that' you're pathetic. You're pettier than the Draco Malfoy you adore so much, attacking me, my housemates and the Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's for transgressions when you were our age. GROW UP! LOOK AT ME! LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME, YOU CANNOT SEE ANYTHING OF MY MOTHER!" Harry roared the aura fluctuated even more before receded.

"Sorry professor maybe that has got through to you." Harry said before walking out of the Great hall towards the entrance hall.

McGonagall was waiting "Mr. Potter, I must say you look impressive. Shall we go?" With that the two left the castle and made their way past the gates and anti-apparation wards they vanished with a crack.

"When is he going to be here Alison?" Growled Daniel Grace as he paced his living room, Alice sat on the sofa, bouncing the little baby boy that she had just given birth to.

"He sent a missive saying he was leaving the moment I sent the letter so he should be here soon."

Then the doorbell rang. Martha Grace opened and it quickly beckoned an irate Vernon and Petunia Dursley into the living room. "What has my nephew done now?"

"My daughter is now teen mother thanks to your nephew Vernon."

The doorbell rang again and this time it was McGonagall and Harry. "BOY! YOU'RE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE WHEN YOU GET HOME!" Growled Uncle Vernon.

"Uncle, shut up. I've just had to skip all of my classes, got into a blazing row with my chemistry teacher, resulting me incapacitating him in self-defence. First of all, I'm sorry for my lack of restraint my Uncle and myself do not get on at all. My name is Harry Potter and this is my tutor, head of house, deputy headmistress and a friend of my paternal family Professor McGonagall." Harry introduced and eventually everyone sat down to talk details.

"Harry, I know what you did and I dislike you for it immensely. I know young adults tend to do stupid things but Martha and I weren't expecting this. What can you do?"

Harry gulped "My father came from a very well off family…The extent of which is unknown to me but the bulk of it some 98% is inaccessible to me until I reach my majority which is either seventeen or eighteen…I can easily take of my son financially…" Then Alison spoke.

"Harry, I mean no disrespect but I don't want anything with James…That's his name by the way James Nathaniel Grace. What I want is a sum of money instead of calling the police and having you brought up on charges sex with a minor."

Harry turned cold "Done, but the charges won't stick as I'm a minor also. Plus we were both under the influence of alcohol, I'm depressed due to the unable intervention of my classmates death."

"You two calm down…Mr. Potter, I am sorry for the loss of your classmate but let's just get down to the demand…"

"I prefer requests Mr. Grace as I, Harry James Potter Heir of the Most Noble, Revered and Ancient House of Potter will accept any request within reason on my honour and my life so shall it be." A blinding light erupted from the teen, enveloping the other people in a warm glow.

"I'll pay you seven hundred and fifty thousand pounds by the end of the week. With a further twenty five thousand pounds before the months end acceptable?"

The five muggles stared with open mouths at the boy, who shifted uncomfortably "Mr. Potter, I agree to that sum but surely there are some catches?"

Harry snorted "Not catches but requests actual requests. Use the money to pay off bills, mortgage, that sort of thing. Heck use it on a lavish and expensive holiday BUT put at least one hundred thousand pounds towards Alison's future education should she take it and house."

"What about us boy! We are your legal guardians…" Growled Uncle Vernon only for Aunt Petunia to slap him over the head, with sharp whisper 'Be careful'.

"Uncle, be warned…If I find out my family on either side put you or convinced the CEO or own shares in Grunnings or things have been put aside for me and I've not seen prepare for a rough time." Harry snarled his eyes turning blue.

Vernon nodded, Harry turned to the Grace's "I'll come back with the transaction and I'll bring my family solicitor and we can hash out the remaining details in three weeks or so over the Easter break."

Daniel nodded and held out his hand which Harry shook "You're good kid…No a good man, Harry for sorting this out. With us, I may not like you but I respect you. Mrs. McGonagall please ensure that this one stays on the path he's on. He'll go far in life as long as he stays true."

The elderly woman nodded and waved good bye to the baby James. "Mr. Potter, I suppose you'll need the rest of the day off?"

"Yes Professor…It's only Saturday hopefully, I can get this done now and we'll be back at Hogwarts for just after lunch." With that they apparated away and reappeared in Diagon Alley, Harry steadied himself and student and teacher headed to Gringotts.

"Greetings honourable Goblin, may the day bore profit for you and clan." Harry said aloud to free teller.

The goblin looked up "The same to you as well wizard. How can Gringotts help?"

"Honourable Goblin, I need to see my family accounts and with goblin help make this day truly profitable with gold and happiness for both sides."

The goblin smirked "Mr. Potter, I'll escort you to Account Manage Sharptooth."

Sharptooth appeared to be a seasoned Goblin with a few scars adorning his face. "Shortsnout, I see only one family…But they're all gone."

"Actually Sharptooth, not all of them have gone. I have Mr. Harry James Potter out here."

Harry was literally beckoned into the room and bowl and dagger were shoved his way. Harry picked the knife up and sliced his hand and the blood trickled into the bowl and immediately.

Name: Hadrian Charles Potter
Parents: James Hadrian Potter (father deceased) Lily Evans Potter (Mother deceased)
Inheritance: Potter Fortune: Fifty billion galleons liquid assets, sixteen homes of various sizes throughout Europe, Cottage in Godric's Hollow (national monument) Potter manor (unknown)
Primary heir to the Black Fortune: Forty-nine billion galleons, three townhouses and various homes in the Canary Islands

Stocks
Diagon Alley: 49% (Black)
Nocturne Alley: 51% (Potter)
Microsoft: 35% (Potter)
Jaguar: 50% (Black)
Apple: 65% (Potter and Black)
Grunnings: 30% (Potter)

Skills and gifts
Aetherism (Wandless nonverbal concussive, pulling, pushing)
Fire elemental
System affinity (Spells that effect the physiology of human)
Demolitionist (Blasting spells)
Combat arts
Transfiguration master
Wandless magic
Horcrux
Blocks
75% blocks on magical core
Complete block on wandless magic
95% block on elemental magic
65% block on Natural transfiguration, charms and offensive magic
All blocks were placed by Albus Dumbledore
Other information
James Nathaniel Grace (One month son)
Five thousand galleons a year paid annually for upkeep at the Dursley's.
Two thousand to the Weasley's each summer
One thousand galleons to Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley.
Payments authorised by Albus Dumbledore

"What can Gringotts do now?"

"I need to transfer seven hundred seventy five thousand pounds into the account of Daniel and Martha Grace, my son's maternal grandparents as they are not willing to take him. They'll look after him until Easter break when I'm going to take him of their hands permanently."

Harry stated calmly, as he fought the urge to keep his temper. "Here is a record of the transaction, anything else?"

"Are goblins allowed to make investments?"

"Not since the Goblin Uprising in 1832. The one…"

"You almost won. I'm not the best in history Honourable Accountant Sharptooth, but I am well versed in facts. You must have done something remarkable for my family to entrust their welfare in your hands, I'm going to do the exact same thing, only giving you the full power to invest in companies that you perceive are going to make money and if it is possible split the profits 55%-45% on top of the salary and bonuses you get for being an accountant of a noble and ancient family." Replied Harry before finishing "…I'm no good with business and I'm okay with diplomacy, I hope I haven't offended in anyway shape or form."

Sharptooth let out a thundering laugh which reverberated around the room. "Young Master Potter, you and you're forefathers never cease to amaze us. They were the first outside of the Founders to entrust us a portion of their wealth, they too as time went by began to slowly deposit more and more into our economy. You however are the first to TRULY allow us to become investors. I'll accept the deal, but who has the 55% majority?"

"Think of it as an olive branch for a new partnership."

Hands were shook and the contracts were signed "Önöödör bidend ashigtai baij baig, minii naiz." Harry rasped as he bowed and left.

"And the same to you my friend…By the way good try with our language." Sharptooth called out before shouting for several profiles on all businesses looking to sell shares.

McGonagall saw Harry leaved the accounting hall with a sheaf of paper in his hand. "One more trip back, then a bit of lunch on me Professor?"

The transfiguration teacher nodded "Very well Mr. Potter…I presume you have something to ask?"

Harry nodded "And it may get unpleasant."

Önöödör bidend ashigtai baij baig, minii naiz= May the day be fortuitous to us both