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A/N: Hi these are a selection of ideas that have been running around in my head for while. I might turn them into full stories but have not decided yet.

Idea One

Gringotts

Harry sat with his head in his hands. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was suppose to be his wedding day. After the battle of Hogwarts he had found out that he was contracted to marry Ginny Weasley, and that the contract had been set up by his now dead Headmaster and Molly Weasley, several years ago. Harry wasn't to bothered about this as he and Ginny were in love anyway. They were in the middle of their wedding when all hell broke loose. Some girl he had never seen before walked into the room demanding that the wedding was called off, as he was contracted to marry her. The Goblin performing the ceremony had immediately stopped. All parties had then been taken into a room while the Goblins attempted to sort out the mess. So here he was now sitting in a room with his soon to be wife, her family and this mysterious blonde and her family. Harry was sure he had seen her before around Hogwarts, but could not place what house she was in. He held on to Ginny hand much to the disgust of the blonde now sitting opposite him. Suddenly the door opened revealing several armoured Goblins and a smartly dressed Goblin in the middle carrying a number of documents. Harry watched Molly Weasley stand up.

"What the hell is going on. I demand to know, why this bitch has interrupted my daughter's wedding day."

Harry looked to see the Goblin eyes flash. "You should be silent Mrs Weasley. You are in enough trouble as it is."

Harry watched Mrs Weasley's eyes widened. He wondered what the Goblins was talking about her being in trouble. He then looked to see the Goblin turn and smile at the Blonde's father.

"Lord Greengrass I thank you for bringing this to our attention. Had you not then the young lord would have been trapped in a fabricated marriage."

Harry stood up. "Excuse Sir, what do you mean Fabricated? I love Ginny and I have never seen this girl before. Could someone please tell me what is going on?"

The important looking Goblin nodded. "The contract between yourself Lord Potter and Miss Weasley, was forged. The contract was for you and Miss Greengrass here to marry. This being agreed by both your parents and Miss Greengrass parents. You were to be wed on your 17th birthday. Here is the true copy of the document written up by your parents."

Harry looked at the contract. This was no joke he was in fact meant to marry someone called Daphne Greengrass, who he guessed was the mysterious blonde sitting opposite him. He then looked to see the Goblin hand him another document. He had already seen this contract it was the one written up between himself and Ginny.

"I still don't understand what you mean by a fabricated marriage?"

Goblin pulled out a vial from his pocket. "Maybe if you drink this things will become more clearer Milord. You see you have been subjected to a love potion that has been fed to you over several years. Forcing you to slowly fall in love with Miss Weasley. This was the plan of Albus Dumbledore and Molly Weasley. They knew you were extremely wealthy and being the Weasley are fairly poor, them setting you up with their daughter would mean half your fortune would become theirs once the marriage was completed. Had Lord Greengrass here not stopped the ceremony, then half of your estate would now be transferred into the Weasley's vault."

Harry looked over to Molly to see her trying to avoid his gaze. Her reaction was all he needed to see, that suggested the Goblin was telling the truth. He uncorked the vial and downed the contents. He suddenly felt light headed before he collapsed and knew no more.

Gringott Hospital Wing

Harry opened his eyes. His head felt like a a melon had been smashed over it. He slowly sat up to find himself in bed, covered with a white sheet. He looked to the side to see the same blonde girl sitting next to his bed fast asleep. He wondered where Ginny was, suddenly everything came flashing back from the meeting. His marriage to Ginny had been a plot to make the Weasley's richer. Harry still could not believe it. He noticed some movement to his left and saw Daphne slowly open her eyes. His heart began to beat very fast. Never had he seen such beauty. Those sapphire blue eyes were just mesmerizing.

"Your awake. Good I will tell the Goblins. Maybe now we can get this mess straightened out."

Harry watched Daphne walk towards the door. He wanted to know where Ginny was and the other Weasley's. "Daphne excuse me for asking, but do you know where the Weasley's are?"

Daphne turned to look at the boy she was suppose to marry. She had some serious work on her hands, if she was going to turn him into a respected Lord of their world.

"I would assume they have all been taken down to the mines to work. That is the punishment for potential line theft in our world. Now just lay back and relax. God knows how much potion they had to flush out of you."

Harry laid back in bed and watched Daphne leave the room. He only had to wait about five minutes before the door opened again revealing a tall gentleman and Daphne along with a Goblin in a white coat. Harry watched the little Goblin pull out some sort of stick before waving it over him.

"Everything is gone. He is fine now."

Harry guessed the goblin was talking about the potions he had been fed, and their effects on his mind and body. He noticed the tall gentleman frowning at him. Harry gulped.

"Excuse me sir, but I don't think we have been introduced. My name is Harry Potter."

Clyde looked at the son of Lily and James Potter and frowned. He was certainly not what he was expecting from the son of a Lord and lady of a Most Ancient Noble house. Yet he knew it was not the boys fault. The poor lad had been having his strings pulled from day one, and clearly had no clue who he actually was.

"The name is Clyde Greengrass Lord Potter. I was a friend of your mother and father, before they were killed by the Dark Lord Voldemort. The contract between yourself and my daughter was written up just before they went into hiding. Originally you were to come to me and my wife if anything happened to your parents. This is what was stated in their will, however Albus Dumbledore use his power as chief warlock to have the wills sealed, making him your magical guardian. With this power he was responsible for your welfare. I did everything I could in the Wizengamot to have the decision turned but was always out voted by the majority. Daphne knew about the contract when she was eleven and has been keeping a eye on you from afar, reporting to me if there were any difficulties.

I had a funny feeling the old fool would have set something like this up and had both copies of the contract moved to the Greengrass Vault, stopping Dumbledore from tampering with it. However it seems that wasn't enough and he decided to forge his own contract between you and Miss Weasley. As your magical guardian he would have been well in his right to do so, But his contract could not replace the real one set up between me and your parents. Daphne informed me about you falling in love with Miss Weasley, and immediately alarm bells started to go off. I knew the best time to bring everything up would be during the wedding. That way there would be no escape for the Weasley's."

Harry nodded. "So I was only in love with Ginny, because I was being dosed with love potion? And the Weasley's were only acting like a family toward me because they knew of the contract and what they would gain when I married Ginny."

Clyde nodded sadly. "I am afraid so Lord Potter."

Something else was puzzling Harry. Why was Clyde referring to him as Lord Potter, come to think of it that is what the Goblin had called him in the meeting as well. Was he someone important in the magical world?"

"Sir forgive me asking, But why do you refer to me as Lord Potter, and not just Harry Potter."

Clyde looked at Harry, then frowned again. It was clear that Dumbledore had done everything in his power to hide Harry true heritage from him.

"To answer your question Harry. Your mother and father were Lord and lady Potter of the most Ancient and Noble house Potter. As their son you inherit the title and become your head of house. Your name carries a lot of power in our world Harry. Not just because of what you are famous for but for what position your father held in the Ministry. I have no clue what the old fool has told you about the Wizengamot Harry, come to think of it I bet he as told you nothing of the Wizengamot as he?"

Harry shook his head.

Clyde sighed. He was just pleased the old fool was dead now, otherwise he himself might have found him being sent to Azkaban for murder. Every heir was suppose to be informed of their heritage once they reached their 14th birthday. They were to study and learn about the politics of their world and where they would stand in society.

"The Wizengamot is a council formed of the various head of family of our world. It is split into three groups. You have the Minor houses. You then have the Ancient Houses, and finally you have the Noble and Ancient houses. These house are at the top of all the other houses in the Wizengamot. Not only do they go back to the time of the founders, but they also tend to have some nobility behind them. For example. Your father was not just Lord Potter but Duke Potter. My family is an Ancient family, but not Noble. A long with your name three other houses carry the title of Most Ancient Noble house. They are the Longbottom's, the Bones and Finally the Blacks."

Clyde noticed Harry look down when the Black family was mentioned. He was well aware that Sirius had been Harry's godfather and knew the boy was still dealing with the grieve of his death. He decided to change topics

"These four Most Ancient and Noble houses each have seven votes. The Ancient Houses each have five votes and finally the minor houses each have three votes. Due to Dumbledore being your magical guardian, he immediately became the proxy for the Potter family. He was also given the Black family vote, until such a time as Sirius was released from Azkaban. This gave him 14 votes, not to mention three votes being from house Dumbledore, meaning he could decide if a law was passed or defeated as he had total of 17 votes. However now that you are seventeen you no longer need a proxy and can take your own seat within the Wizengamot. I also have a funny feeling you have inherited the Black title as well, but I would need to confirm that with the Goblins."

Clyde was interrupted from saying anything further as the same smartly dressed Goblin walked into the room.

"Indeed he has Lord Greengrass. You are now looking at Lord Potter-Black. He was suppose to accept the title at Sirius Black will reading, however we were informed by Dumbledore that you were ill and that he would let you know. We had a funny feeling he had not told you anything, especially when you broke into the Lestranges vault."

Harry looked down sheepishly. He had forgotten about his little break in with Hermione and Ron. He was actually surprised that he was still alive after all he had broken the one cardinal sin and stolen from another vault.

The Goblin smiled. "Yes Lord Potter-Black, we haven't forgotten about that, we have removed a small amount from your vault to pay for the damages and to buy a new dragon. Normally it would have been a larger amount, however due to the nature of what you took, we have halved the normal fee. Now where was I ah yes. Had Dumbledore informed you that you were now Lord Black, then you would have been entitled to enter the Lestranges vault with out breaking into it. The Lestrange marriage was annulled at the will reading of Sirius and Bella Lestrange was casted out of the Black family. Meaning the Lestranges vault would become part of the Black fortune, due to the bulk of the Lestranges wealth coming from the marriage contract between the two families."

Harry gritted his teeth, had he known what he knew now, then he would have pushed the old fool onto the tracks at King Cross station. He had broken into Gringotts for nothing. He turned to the smartly dressed Goblin.

"Is there anything else that you need to tell me."

The Goblin paused before looking down at his notes. "Well there is the matter of your parents wills now that Dumbledore is dead and you have reached your majority then you are entitled to read them. Also there is the matter of both your estates. Both include a huge amount of gold, Properties and investments. Also there is the little problem of taking another wife for the Black line."

This caught Harry's attention. "Excuse me? Are you saying that I not only have to marry Miss Greengrass but I have to marry someone else as well?"

The Goblin nodded. "Indeed Milord. Sirius did mention someone at the will reading, however I have a sneaky feeling after what we have learnt regarding you then she has been wiped of this information. He mentioned a certain Miss Granger, after he had left her the entire Black Library, and said how you two would be perfect for each other."

Harry shook his head. "Well that will not be happening, as she is in love with Ronald Weasley. In fact I wonder if she has been made aware of what they had done to me?"

The Goblin nodded. "We were also wondering this. She is waiting upstairs in one of the office. I had just received word from our healer that you were all better. I thought you would like to be there when we explained things to her. Especially that her now boyfriend will be working in the mines to pay back everything he took from you."

This also caught Harry attention. "You mean Ron as been stealing from me as well?"

The Goblin looked down at his notes. "According to our record, 10,000 galleons have been removed from you trust vault every year and placed in vault in his name. Of course the transactions were carried out by your magical Guardian Albus Dumbledore."

Harry shook his head. He looked around and saw his clothes were missing. "Excuse but where are my clothes, and where are my glasses?"

The Goblin smiled. "Finally noticed that Milord. To answer your questions your clothes are being destroyed at present. No one of your station deserves to be seen in rags. We have taken the liberty of ordering you some new Robes from madame Malkins, each with the Black and Potter crest embedded on them, as for your glasses it seems the potion also corrected your vision and you are no longer in need of them."

Harry nodded, and took the garments now being given to him by one of the other Goblins. "I shouldn't be long. If you all don't mind I would like to get changed now please."

Everyone nodded and left the room. Once the door had shut Harry sighed, before shouting. "Why does everything have to happen to bloody me."

A/N: Ok this is not a story, but ideas that are swimming around in my head, that might become stories.