Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or anything to do with it. It belongs to Miss Rowling and Warner Bros. My story is intended for entertainment only and not profit of any kind.

Summary:Slightly AU Fourth Year. During the course of the summer before fourth year Harry receives help from the future. Not only is he sent his future memories, but his power as well. The Tri-Wizard Tournament will still obviously happen. Dark!Harry. Might have some slight Dumbledore Bashing. Pairing is Harry/Fleur possible Harry/Tonks/Fleur later.

Harry Potter was sitting in the second bedroom at Number Four Privet Drive. His third year at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had just ended and he had found out that he had a godfather. Unfortunately he hadn't been able to live with him, since he was still a wanted fugitive. Sirius had escaped from Azkaban just to get to Peter and save Harry.

Two weeks into summer break Harry had been lying in his bed when a sudden pain ripped through his head. He fell back on to his bed screaming as the pain increased. He could distantly hear his uncle pounding on his door and screaming at him to shut the hell up, but he couldn't seem to get into his room. Harry passed out and wouldn't wake for an entire week.

When he did wake up it was to sun streaming into his eyes and a massive headache trying to split his head in two. He brought his arm up to cover them before his headache to become worse before bolting straight up in bed. He thought back into his mind and tried to remember what happened. A memory flashed before his minds eye of an older him performing a ritual. It would send back his memories and powers. He now knew that his older conscience and his younger were blended together.

He had the memories of his older self, of a war torn future. He knew what he needed to do. He grabbed his wand which was on the nightstand next to his bed. He needed to remove the tracking charm on his wand. He spoke the incantation " Shieldus ex Magicka astomini Detectora" and watched as a gold mist came out of his wand, enveloping it then disappeared with a flash. He waved his wand around his room, causing everything in the room to fly into his trunk and then for it to shrink. He picked it up and slid it in pocket and sent Hedwig on ahead to the Alley before cleaning and shrinking her cage. Tapping his head with his wand he dissilutioned himself before silencing his shoes. Sneaking down the stairs was easy after so many years of doing so and the door opened silently before closing itself on his way out with the barest of a click.

Harry walked a couple of blocks from Privet Drive so he could avoid Mrs. Figg, who could potentially ruin his plans. Walking into an alleyway he change his disguise. He concentrated and felt his body change subtly. The change was a little a little uncomfortable causing him to squash the urge to squirm; he didn't want to mess up. He conjured a tall mirror to check over his reflection.

He was happy to see a silver haired, dark green eyed man with a trimmed goatee looking back at him. His facial features were changed around a little reducing the little bit of baby fat he still had and hollowing his cheeks out a little. His nose had also grown longer and pointier while his hair was now shoulder length. He could feel his scar beneath his hair where he moved it to. Waiving his wand and giving it a twirl at the end he transfigured a pair of school robes into a nice black and silver robes and his hair was tied back with a silver thong.

The frame of his glasses were transfigured into an oval shape and copper colored. His shoes changed into a comfortable pair of dark brown leather boots with several buckles on the side. With the amount of power he put into them the transfigurations would last until he decided to undo them. Picking up a stick he transfigured it into a black walking stick with a bronze wolves head.

He walked out to the sidewalk, making sure no one was looking and stuck out his wand to call the Knight Bus. About thirty seconds later there was a loud 'bang' as the purple double-decker pulled up in front of him. A young pimply faced wizard got opened the door and got off.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, transportation for stranded witch or wizard. I am Samuel Weiler, call me Sam, and I will be your conductor this morning. Where ya headed?" He asked.

"Edgar's Pot please." Harry replied as he climbed on the bus.

Sam nodded. "Right that'll be seven sickles please."

Harry counted out the sickles and handed them to Sam before taking a seat. The bus took off throwing Harry back a bit, even though he knew what to expect. It was really crowded this time for some reason. Then he remembered that England was hosting the Quidditch World Cup this summer. This brought on memories of the Weasley's.


Harry stared in shock and horror at the burning house in front of him. The Burrow, the ancestral home of the Weasley family, was burning down. Death Eater's had attacked during the night,most of the Weasley's except Ginny and Molly were at Grimmauld Place. Nobody knew of the attack until they seen their two hands shrivel up and fall off the Weasley clock. They all got to the Burrow but it was too late, both Ginny and Molly were trapped inside.

Arthur Weasley was later killed in a battle that took his two eldest sons as well. They had fought against an army of giants and dementors in Diagon Alley on the day it was filled with students getting their school supplies. Fred and George died the same way they came into the world, together. They were both killed by Lord Voldemort's two top inner circle members Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange. The two inner circle members hadn't come out unscathed though, Lucius died slowly from having his throat sliced open with a cutting charm. Bellatrix lost right eye and had a long cut running up her right side of her face and burn marks from an incendio on the left. She was later killed by an enraged Ron and Neville. In the end Ron was the only Weasley to survive the war.


Harry shook his head, dispelling his memories as the bus came to a stop.

"Edgar's Pot." Sam called out. Harry watched as a group of people got off before him. He followed them into the familiar pub and walked up to the bar. Ellie, the barmaid and co-owner smiled up him. Even in her mid-sixties she was a beautiful sight. Her blond hair was just beginning to turn gray at the roots and her blue eyes sparkled with youth and humor. Her figure would make a lot of younger women green with envy, especially her bust size.

Edgar's Pot was classier and better cared for that Leaky Cauldron. It also rented rooms but also had a small dance hall attached to it. The main room was large with over twenty tables in it. The rap-around bar was situated in the middle of the room while four large cobblestone fireplaces were situated around the room. The pub was also better lit since large chandeliers hung above each other the tables. It was also contained the entry way to Morgan Alley.

"What can I get for you sir?" She asked.

"Let me get one of your morning specials please." Harry replied. "And please call me Aalyan."

"Of course Aalyan." Ellie giggled, returning ten minutes later with his meal of eggs, sausage, toast and cubed potatoes with ham and onions. "That'll be two sickles please."

"Thanks." Harry said with a smile before digging in. He groaned in enjoyment. He loved the breakfast food here and often swore that Ellie could make a killing as a chef in the muggle world.

Walking towards the back of the pub he slipped up the hood of his cloak before stepping into a large fireplace with blue flames. He could feel them lick at his exposed skin but instead of being warm it was cool. The entrance towards the alley was disguised as a large fireplace. All you had to do was step in it and the next step would take into the alley. Even though it was based off the same thing ,it had none of the sensations of floo travel, which he was thankful for.

Stepping out into the alley he looked around. Morgan Alley was the newest magical district, having only been around for 500 years, while Diagon Alley was opened just before the founding of Hogwart's. It was originally a part of Diagon Alley but quickly grew in size and was moved to another part of the city. It was cleaner and neater than Diagon Alley. For one thing the buildings were all straight and neatly stacked beside each other.

Morgan Alley had five offshoots from the main drag. The main drag contained many different clothing shops, where the social elite shopped. One contained most of the wizarding worlds factories including Butterbeer, Firewhiskey distilluries and Honeyduke's. Another contained residential properties, one contained a majority of the British wizarding world's legal offices.

Another of the offshoots had businesses that sold rare goods including books, potions ingredients, and other odds and ends. The last contained several food stores, different restaurants and chafes and livestock auctions. Several businesses in this offshoot also dealt in house elf purchasing. In the middle of the offshoots there was a large solid silver and gold fountain depicting Merlin and Morgan Le Fay dueling each other. Instead of spells their wands shot out water with alternating colors. Benches were arranged around the fountain so people could sit down and enjoy the weather.

Harry needed to go towards the legal offshoot, or more specifically Graves, Adams & Winchester's legal offices. They had been the legal representatives of the Potter family for almost six generations. It was one of the wealthier law offices representing many of the old families. Harry knew that he could trust them since even if they had differing political views they swore secrecy pacts with their clients. This prevented them from willingly or otherwise, releasing their clients legal information.

Walking in the only sound was the clicking of his walking stick on the floor. The lounge area contained richly appointed furnish and was tastefully colored. The flooring was black marble with the company logo embossed in the floor. Sitting behind the desk was a middle aged black haired woman in a short gray business robes.

"Can I help you sir?" The woman asked.

"Yes, I need to speak with my family retainer." Harry replied.

"And do you have an appointment?" The woman asked.

"Not as such but I am sure that he will see me if he wants to keep my family's business here." Harry said steely.

"Who are you exactly?" The woman asked with a sneer.

"Harry Potter." He replied causing her eyes to widen.

"Give me one moment." The woman replied standing up. Stepping around her desk she walked down a long hallway.

"Of course." Harry replied waiving a hand for her to go.

"Mr. Graves will see you now sir." The secretary said after returning a couple of minutes later. "If you'll follow me sir I can lead you to his office.

"Thank you." Harry replied. Harry felt himself passing through several wards as they walked down the hallway.

The office they walked into was richly but tastefully furnished with dark brown furniture and black leather seats. The left side of the office was covered in bookshelves with several portraits above them while the right side had two large windows showing a large meadow. The windows were enchanted to let a cool spring breeze in along with the smell of wildflowers.

Standing behind the desk was the second largest man Harry had ever seen, the first being Hagrid. He had to be at least seven feet tall with large broad shoulders. His short black hair was littered with small parts of gray while his dark brown eyes shown with cunning and intelligence. His skin was deeply tanned and he wore a handlebar mustache. The only thing that detracted from his stern, hard appearance were the laugh lines around his eyes.

"That'll be all Sharon." Graves said.

"Yes sir." The secretary replied, closing the door on her way out.

"Good morning Mr. Potter." Graves said holding his hand out to shake. "I am Adam Graves and as you know am the Potter family legal regent. Please call me Adam."

"Yes sir and call me Harry." Harry replied as he shook his hand.

"Of course." Graves said. "Please have a seat."

The seat Harry sat down in was very comfortable and had a comfort charm. The charm kept the person sitting in it perfectly comfortable, keeping them cool or warm.

"The first thing for us to do is to is sign a new privacy and confidentiality contract between us. I would like to swear and sign even if you decide that you no longer wish to have us manage your estate." Graves spoke, opening a drawer and pulling out a thin folder. "I advise you to read these thoroughly."

"I am here to claim my family lordships." Harry said.

"Lordships sir?" Graves asked. "I personally only know about the Potter lordship."

"Yes I have discovered that I am the direct heir of Croaxus on my mother's side." Harry replied.

"Interesting." Graves said his eyebrows slightly raised. "I will of course need you to verify this."

"I understand." Harry said.

Graves opened another one of his desk drawers and pulled out what appeared to be a plain piece of parchment and a familiar looking black quill sealed in plastic.

"This is a normal piece of parchment but this quill is quite special." Graves spoke as he sat them in front of Harry. "This is a one time use blood quill soaked in a heritage potion made by a guild certified Potions Master. It is charmed against lying and when you write with it it will use a small amount of your blood instead of ink. Unlike regular blood quills though you would have to write with it several thousand times before it would inflict any kind of lasting harm. You need only sign your name on the paper and your family trees will be written out."

Harry silently picked up the quill before writing out his name. Harry James Potter was temporarily etched on his hand with a small flash of pain before disappearing and leaving his hand looking perfectly well. Slowly a family tree appeared before the quill began zooming down the page. It took nearly five minutes before it stopped. Graves picked up before nodding and passing it to Harry. Laid out before him was his entire family tree with two shining crests at the bottom. The one on the right had Potter below it while the left had Croaxus under it.

"Hmm. Everything seems to be in order. I'll have your family rings brought up to you and I'll need you to fill out some paperwork and then I can give you an entire list of your family assets." Graves said.

"Of course I understand." Harry replied.

Graves pulled out his wand before he stuck it in a wooden box with a hole in the front. Placing his thumb beside the hole he said, "Potter and Croaxus family rings and files."

"A secure system that will transfer the rings from the vaults beneath the building and pulls the files from our archives." Graves spoke noticing his client's curious stare. The box lit up slightly and let out a chime. Opening the lid Graves pulled out two long wooden boxes which rightly shouldn't have fit inside of it. a couple of large folders, and four leather bound ledgers. Sitting the boxes in front of Harry he motioned for him to open them.

Opening the one on the right he saw the Potter family ring and a small six inch dagger with a sheath beside it. The ring was made of gold and had a blood diamond with the family crest embedded in the stone. The Potter family crest had two griffins raised on their hind legs with the sun and the moon between them. The handle of the dagger was made of white gold while the blade was made of silver. Both the handle and sheath were encrusted with precious jewels.

The Croaxus family ring was made of silver with an emerald for the stone with the family crest engraved on the sides. The crest was of a sword and mace crossed together with a lightning bolt down the middle. It was almost perfect for Harry with his lightning bolt scar. The dagger itself was made of mithril and crafted by dwarves for one of his ancestors who assisted them in a war against the goblins.

It was a simple looking dagger but seemed to be more elegant and impressive than the jewel encrusted Potter dagger. The blade was about eight inches in length with wicked looking teeth on the edge. Graves inhaled sharply when he saw it as was rare to ever see it, let alone know anyone who owned a piece of it.

Harry picked up the Potter ring first and jolt of magic flow through his body to his very center where it seemed to fill him with pride and love, before picked up the Croaxus ring and slid it on his finger. This time the jolt was more subtle but with an ancient and controlled power. The ring filled him with a sense of justice and determination. He watched as the rings merged with a mental command before turning invisible.

"Congratulations Lord Potter-Croaxus. Now for the paperwork you need to sign." Graves spoke getting over his show before handing over a stack of papers.

It took him twenty minutes to get through signing all the forms. Some of them were for his emancipation and the last two were for transferring the control of the wards on all his properties over to him. He had to sit back for ten minutes and take a headache potion after that.

"Here are the ledgers for all the accounts in your families names." Graves said.

Harry took the set of four ledgers. Two of the ledgers were the finances for each family both monetary and investments. The other two contained a complete lists for all the properties owned by each family.

Harry opened the first one which happened to be the Potter ledger for money and investments.

Potter Family Finances

Trust vault-587- 125,000 galleons, 35 sickles, 14 knuts

Lily Potter(personal vault)-692- 9,000 galleons, 24 sickles, 2 knuts

James Potter(personal vault)-385- 25,235 galleons, 10 sickles

Potter Family Vault-10

Liquid- 275,987,234 galleons, 500 sickles, 23 knuts

Jewels/Weapons/Misc.- 5,983,534 galleons, 19 sickles, 28 knuts

Bank of England- 23,867,415 pounds

Investments- 14,987,329 galleons, 24 sickles, 14 knuts

Harry shut the first ledger figuring that he would take a look at the investments later. He decided to check out his other family's finances.

Croaxus Family Finances

Vault 715- 250,000 galleons, 17 knuts

Vault 237- 15,983 galleons, 23 sickles, 3 knuts

Croaxus Family Vault-25

Liquid- 355,982,787 galleons, 5,000 sickles, 235 knuts

Jewels/Weapons/Misc.- 17,388,568 galleons, 13 sickles

Gringott's Moscow Branch

Vault 733- 14,875,938 galleons, 19 sickles, 4 knuts

Bank of England-14,255, 876,668 pounds

Bank of America- 2,789,456.95 American Dollars

Investments-35,146,569 galleons, 14 sickles, and 5 knuts

Harry closed that Ledger too before shrinking them all and slipping them into his pocket.

"Nobody but yourself will be able to read those ledgers unless given express permission by you. Although the Croaxus family is younger than the Potter family they have more money because they have made wise investments over the years. The Potter family has always been known for their great wards, while the Croaxus family is known for their magical and more recently technological developments. They even created an early form of the Wolfsbane potion and veritaserum." Graves commented. "Your account manager at Gringott's is Master Bonebreaker and if you would like I can contact him and have a money pouch and wallet connected to your vault available for you so you wouldn't need to visit your vaults to get muggle or wizarding currency."

"This appears to be all the business I need to take care of today." Harry said.

'If I might make a suggestion, my lord. I think it would be beneficial for you to get a second wand and some wand holsters. There's a shop in Knockturn Alley that crafts wands. Nichello's I believe is the name. They are more expensive than a normal wand but much better suited to their master." Graves said.

"Thank you Adam." Harry said standing and shaking his hand.

"Don't mention it Harry." Graves said. "If you need to speak with me feel free to send me a message any time, day or night. If you are looking to make more investments it might be wise to look over your family ledgers then get in contact with my partner Bruce Winchester."

"I'll have to think about it." Harry replied.

"Have a good day." Graves said, walking Harry to the door.

"You as well." Harry commented as he left the office. He nodded briefly to the secretary before walking out the front door. Walking down the alley he decided to eat lunch before visiting Gringott's.

Harry walked out of the alleyway and towards the fountain in the middle of Morgan Alley. Hidden behind the fountain was a special concrete slab with runes carved in it. It was a special transportation pad used by Gringott's around the world that could transport you from one area to another.

"Gringott's Diagon Alley branch." Harry intoned firmly. The runes on the slab lit up and he felt a moment of weightlessness before he gently landed on the pad in Gringott's.

Walking up to a free teller he waited to be acknowledged.

"How may I help you?" The goblin asked.

"I need someone to take me to my vaults." Harry replied.

"Very well. Igstrom!" The goblin yelled. A smaller goblin with yellowish tan skin walked up. "Take this client to his vault."

The little goblin motioned for him to follow before climbing into an empty cart.

"Which vault?" The goblin asked.

"25." Harry replied.

The goblin nodded his head before flipping a switch on the side of the cart. They were immediately launched from dead stop to full speed in less than two seconds. They sped down the tracks at speeds faster than most roller coasters. It took about twenty minutes before they started slowing down. They finally came to stop in front of his vault. When they got off Harry's legs were a little shaky but he got it under control in a minute or two.

"Are you alright?" The goblin asked, though it didn't sound as if he cared much.

"Yes, I'm fine now." Harry said before walking up and pressing his family ring into the indention on the face of the vault. The vault door flashed white before creaking open. The inside of the vault was about three times as large as the Great Hall of Hogwarts. It was sectioned off into different rooms, each with a label on the door. There was one for library,jewels,cash,family papers, potions ingredients, weapons, forge and inventions. Harry decided to check out the library first. He walked into the room and found it filled almost to the brim with books. The room had to have had an expansion charm on it, it was so large. He walked to the pedestal in the middle of the room which had a directory book on it. He tapped it with his wand and said "Family magic". A pile of about thirty books sat beside him almost immediately. He also grabbed a few on the dark arts, rituals, blood magic, and various other school subjects. He set them inside a multi-compartment trunk he found sitting on the pedestal. He also grabbed a book written by one of his ancestors on how to make brooms. He knew that some would help him with his abilities, some of which were locked.

He next went over to the potions storage room to find all the ingredients in a suspended animation field. He grabbed ingredients he would need to make several of the potions this summer. He grabbed himself a few new cauldrons and some stirrers and voice-activated burners. He took out his trunk and placed them all inside of the trunk careful not to miss any of the ingredients or break any of the containers.

The next room he visited contained the weapons. It had just about any kind of weapon imaginable inside of it. He didn't really think he would benefit by carrying anything bulky around so he looked around for some daggers. Daggers he would easily be able to hide inside of his robes.

He found a pair of daggers that he liked. The blades on them were about seven inches long and they were identical. The blades were black and the handles were wrapped in dragon hide. They were simple but functional. He didn't really want anything really gaudy. He slipped them into two holsters which went onto his thighs before disappearing under disillusionment. He didn't really want to use his family daggers unless necessary.

Harry saved his favorite room for last: The invention room. It was filled with different inventions his family had come up with over the years. He remembered coming here in the future and it had provided him with a lot of interesting toys. He grabbed a device that would allow the subconscious part of his brain to absorb information when a person sleeps.

He also grabbed a metal band that goes on your head, which taught different languages both magical and non-magical. He grabbed a ring that allowed the wearer invisibility. It was gold with an emerald stone in it. For the person to turn invisible they have to turn it in a half circle clockwise.

It even worked against magical eyes but if someone could read aura's they would see the person. He found a pair of magical contact lenses as well. They were charmed for automatic prescription, able to see through invisibility cloaks, solid objects, and give improved night vision along with heat vision.

He packed everything up and walked out of the vault where the goblin was waiting for him patiently. The goblin sat up straighter in the cart when he seen Harry.

"I would like to go to vault 10 now." Harry said.

"Of course sir." The goblin replied before waiting for Harry to be seated and flipping the switch again. They stopped five minutes later in front of a pair of golden double doors. The Potter family crest was carved into the gold. Outside of the vault was a pedestal with a bowl on it. The Potter's were cautious so he would have to allow some blood to fall into the bowl and state his full name.

Harry walked up to pedestal before taking out one of his daggers and cutting his palm. He allowed a small amount in the bowl to collect before stating, "I Harry James Potter-Croaxus, Head of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter and Croaxus ask for entrance to his vault."

A deep rumbling voice answered back "Enter Harry James Potter-Croaxus, Head of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter and Croaxus."

The doors opened allowing for a fine mist to flow out and a whoosh of air to rush into the vault. It to was sectioned off into different rooms but wasn't as large as the Croaxus vault. Harry only came to get some books and a pair of letters and boxes his parents left for him. He walked into the room with the Potter family library and repeated the same process as he had before.

He was able to quickly find the boxes and letters his parents had left for him. He shrank everything down and put it in his trunk with his other belongings. The ride to the the surface of the bank didn't seem to take as long, as they were there in no time. As he was walking back to the transportation pad he was interrupted by another goblin stepping up to him.

"Mr Potter your lawyer has mailed us saying that you wished to have one our purses and wallets." The goblin said pulling out the afformentioned items. "Once you allow a drop of your blood to fall on these the money will be directly taken from whichever fault you specify. It is charmed against theft and if you ever lose it just come to the bank and we can have it recalled here for you."

"Thank you." Harry replied as he allowed a drop of blood to fall on them. They flashed once before returning to normal.

"Your welcome Mr. Potter." The goblin replied before walking away.

Stepping on the pad he was transported back to Morgan Alley.

Getting off the pad he walked towards Varillo's clothing shop. They made high quality goods and could order anything you wanted that they didn't have. The store was of course expensive but they only used the highest quality supplies.

"How can I help you?" One of the sale clerk's asked. She was a fairly tall woman with brown hair and blue eyes. She had a haughty expression on her face and was looking at him as if he might not belong there.

"I am in need of a completely new wardrobe." Harry replied causing her to perk up. "I need ten everyday robes, 10 robes for special occasions, and four dress robes. I would like them all to be made with acromuntula silk. I need pants, some shirts, undergarments, socks, two pair of dress shoes, two pair of regular trainers, and two pair of dragon hide boots. I also want a long dragon hide coat. I want a complete charm set done on all of my clothing including: Weather-proof, resizing charm, repairing, and a temperature regulating charm."

The sale's clerk seemed to perk up the more Harry went on.

"Of course sir, if you'll follow me we'll take all your measurements." She said leading him into a dressing room in the back. "Please remove all of your outside clothing except your undergarments."

If Harry hadn't been caused to grow up when he received his memories he might have blushed all over. Instead he just had a light blush on his cheeks which he swiftly shifted away with his metamorph abilities. Quickly he stripped with his back to her before turning around to a young seamstress come in.

The girl tapped a measuring tape with her wand causing it to zoom around him, similar to way it did at Olivander's. Harry just went through it with a small smile on his face. Writing down his measurements on her clipboard the young seamstress smiled at him.

"It'll be just a few moments." She said before walking out so she could give them to the head seamstress. She and another older woman walked back in levitating a container of different colored materials. They spent an hour coordinating different colors and designs.

He walked up to the counter afterwards to see the sales witch from earlier.

"Have you found everything to your satisfaction sir?" She asked with a smile.

"Of course but I would expect nothing less with what I have heard of this business." Harry replied

"Thank you sir, we always appreciate our customers." She said. I'll bet you appreciate their money even more Harry thought with a mental snort.

"How much is my bill?" He asked.

"Your bill comes to six thousand galleons, twenty-four sickles and four knuts." The sales witch replied.

Harry took out his money bag and said "6,300 galleons, 24 sickles, and 4 knuts"

"Here's the money for my bill and a hundred galleon tip for yourself and each of the two seamstresses that served me." He said with a winning smile.

"Thank you sir. How would like to go about getting your purchases sir?" She asked.

"I'll come by and pick them up. When should they be ready by?" He asked.

"We could have them ready in half and hour sir for an extra 500 galleons." She replied.

"That'll be fine. Thank you." He said before bowing and walking out the door. He walked back out into the busy streets of Diagon Alley and started towards Flourish & Blotts, intent on picking out some books. He was just about to walk in when he hears a commotion coming from inside Knockturn Alley. A guy was running towards Diagon Alley with aurors chasing after him. He watched as the guy dodged out of the way of two stunners and a impediment jinx. Harry drew his wand and fired off a tripping hex and sent a coil of rope binding his arms to his body seconds later.

"Thanks." A female auror said panting slightly. "I didn't think that guy was ever gonna stop."

"No problem." Harry said with a grin. "I'm glad I could help."

"Could I get your name for my report?" She asked as she pulled out a small notepad and a quill.

"Lord Aalyn Croaxus." Harry responded using his fake name. "May I ask what yours is?"

The auror was momentarily shocked by his name before responding, " I am auror Tonks."

"Then I bid you good day auror Tonks." He said bowing slightly before continuing on his way to Flourish and Blott's.

He walked slowly through the store. He could see a few first and second years going from isle to isle with their families. It was nice not to be noticed and pointed at because of something he hardly remembered. He walked through each section at a leisurely pace grabbing anything of interest to him. He finally left two hours later with a package of 250 shrunken books.

He made his way back over to Varillo's to see a smiling sales witch standing behind the counter. She snapped her finger and four seamstresses came out of the back. They each had arm loads of Harry's clothes. Harry spent the next half hour going through the clothes satisfied with his purchases. He decided to wear all black outfit except for a charcoal gray shirt, dragon hide boots, and his long dragon hide coat.

He walked down to the magical tattoo parlor down the road the alley. He walked out a hundred galleons poorer sporting a tattoo of a shadow cat on his shoulder blade that disappeared every once and a while. All he to do was drink an outline potion which burned the design into his skin and then drink the coloring potions. The whole process took only twenty minutes but looked even better than it did if it was by hand.

A/N: I decided to rewrite parts of chapter 1 having listened to several of my readers comments. I agree that it was very cliché that Harry went to the goblins that controlled both legal and monetary matters. So I decided to do things a little differently than I have in the past. I also switched around his visit to the alley's a little bit. I got rid of the dragon and phoenix tattoos since tats are pretty cliché but left the one.