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New Family	By : kirallie Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter Views: 18587 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series nor Harry Potter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I got reviews!! Yeah!!!!! Very exciting. All my other works are posted at ffnet. Pairings so far: Ron/Hermione, Jean-Claude/Anita – eventually Jean-Claude/Anita/Richard. Harry/Jason/Requiem?

Chapter 2 – Wills

“How is he?” A small dark haired woman asked.

“Why do you care? What are you even doing here Anita?” Shang-da asked aggressively.

“Despite what you may think I do still love him.” Anita said as she stood firmly in the way of the bodyguard forcing him to acknowledge her.

“He just lost his entire family, what do you think? He hasn’t come out since the funeral. We are guarding the house but he won’t let us in to guard him.” Shang-da said as he sighed in frustration, but Anita relaxed. At least he was talking to her, which as far as she was concerned was all to the good.

“The police haven’t found anything new. There’s no evidence suggesting anyone is aware of Richard’s status. It could be a coincidence,” she offered, trying to help. Everyone in the pack was uneasy, knowing the Ulfric's family had been killed.

“I don’t believe in coincidence.” Shang-da said as he looked her in the eye, daring her to brush it off, take the easy way out.

“Neither do I Shang-Da.” She replied. After all, Anita had seen too much to be that innocent.

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Alex knocked before unlocking and opening the door to his office. He walked over to his desk, waiting for some sort of acknowledgment from the teen seated in front of it but nothing came.

“Harry?” He asked tentatively. The dark head lifted and turned revealing a dry but tear stained face.

“So many lies. How could he do this to me?” the boy choked out. “I never should have gone to the Dursley’s, it’s right here on parchment.” Alex knelt beside the distraught teen and did something few people had, he hugged Harry. Harry flinched, and stiffened, but Alex was determined to help this child, and he simply hugged him harder, until the boy clung back to him, desperate for anyone to help him in his turbulent state, and grateful for any emotional support.

“It’ll be all right Harry, I promise. I went to the Dursley’s, and they signed the papers transferring you to Salem for the remainder of your education. I’ve already filed them with a friend at the Ministry. There’s nothing Dumbledore can do to stop it.” Alex said soothingly, hoping that the news he offered would help the young man in his arms.

“Don’t bet on it. He’d do anything to keep his ‘weapon’ under his control sir.” Harry sounded bitter, but he had eased off his hold of the solicitor, and now appeared embarrassed.

“That’s why I also got you a portkey. It’s set to activate as soon as you leave Gringotts today, everything you asked for. So even if Dumbledore tries something you’ll simply vanish. It will take you to the Ministry in Washington D.C., and from there you have a plane ticket to St. Louis and a hotel reservation, all under the name of James Black. I even got you a fake passport under that name. The Dursley’s are aware that you are on an all expense paid holiday but don’t know where it is so they can’t tell if asked and they gave their permission so you can’t be classed as a runaway. They also signed their part of both the custody transfer and emancipation papers so we won’t have to go back in case one doesn’t go through. I also managed to get them to relinquish all financial authority and to remove Dumbledore from that as well, although they don’t realise they signed that one.” Alex grinned at a Harry who was so shocked he forgot about his earlier embarrassment.

“What did you do? Put them under Imperio? There’s no way they would willingly help me!” he exclaimed.

“They’re used to dealing with two types of Wizard, under age children and adults unwilling to cause a scene. They’ve never had to deal with an adult Wizard who is also a lawyer and can sprout off enough legal jargon to thoroughly confuse anyone.” Alex explained as he smiled at Harry's amazement at what he considered a simple matter.

“Thank you.” Harry said. Said so sincerely and with such gratitude that it made Alex even more curious about this boy. What had happened to make this young man so grateful for such a small thing?

“No problem. Are you sure there are no charges you would like to bring against them?” He offered. It was a long shot, although he had to try. But even so, his client still shut down in front of him.

“No sir, they never touched me,” Harry said, but Alex shook his head. He didn’t believe that for a second. Even if it were true in the sense the boy meant, which he wasn't sure was true; there was more than one type of abuse. He'd met the muggles he lived with after all.

“Very well. How about we go through all of this together, I’m sure you have lots of questions and I’ll admit I have some too. While we’re at that Alison will be doing a bit of shopping on your behalf. You are going to be making a statement after all. ”
He said, trying to show the Harry that he wouldn't push, that there was at least one person the boy could rely on.

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The table in the Gringotts meeting room was quite full, except for one empty chair. The Weasley’s, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, the Tonks’, Alastor Moody, Albus Dumbledore, Narcissus and Draco Malfoy and a solicitor representing Bellatrix Lestrange where spread around three sides while the Black family solicitor, Ministry Witness and a Goblin sat at the head.

“We are just waiting for Mr. Potter, and as soon as he arrives we can begin.” The Black solicitor announced.

“Mr. Potter will not be attending today due to security concerns. I will relay all relevant information to him later.” Headmaster Dumbledore spoke up smoothly, his eyes twinkling, having already prepared for this.

“I’m sorry sir, but we received a note not three hours ago from the Potter family solicitor stating that Mr. Potter will be here.” the solicitor looked down his nose at the headmaster, not at all impressed with him.

“And I am. I apologise for being late, but we got caught up going over my parents estate.” Every head turned to see Harry standing in the doorway, but not the Harry they were expecting. Gone were the usual rags or school robes and instead he was dressed in black slacks, with a white silk shirt and dress shoes, courtesy of a quick shopping trip by Alex’s secretary. Over that he wore his fathers battle robes, proudly displaying his heritage. His arms were crossed over his chest and his whole stance oozed confidence and anger.

“Harry, I must insist that you return to the Dursley’s immediately for your safety.” Dumbledore said sternly, secretly alarmed that Harry had somehow managed to get around the guards he'd posted at Privet Drive. How had he done that? Had the wards been weakened?

“Does it make you feel powerful Dumbledore? Lying and controlling peoples lives?” Harry spat out bitterly. Okay. So he had been planning on not loosing his temper. But seeing Dumbledore there, listening to him trying to manipulate his life again had made him angry. And he'd lost his temper.

“What are you talking about Harry?” Dumbledore asked mildly, not even a hint of understanding in his voice.

“I’ve read my parent’s will.” Harry bit out. How he could speak with his teeth clenched so hard was beyond him. But he had.

“Harry what are you talking about? What will Albus?” Remus Lupin interrupted the silent battle of wills between Harry and the Headmaster.

“Guess I’m not the only one you lied to about that. They left a will Remus.” Harry said as he turned from Dumbledore to catch Remus' eye.

“I was unaware the Potters left a will Remus.” Dumbledore interrupted. How had Harry found their will?

“More lies sir?” Harry all but spat, taking many aback. The Malfoy’s smirked, watching the unfolding drama with interest. They had not been expecting this when they came. Golden Potter arguing with his mentor?
“It’s a good thing Alex was loyal to his friend. His letter arrived two days before you decided to redirect my mail.” Albus stared in stunned shock, but sure enough those were James’ robes that Harry was wearing. Everyone watched as Harry took a deep breath, calming himself.
“Sorry again, you didn’t need to get dragged into that.” Harry apologised to the room in general as he sat in the empty chair next to Remus, slipping him a piece of parchment.

“Very well, now that everyone is here we can begin. I, Sirius Orion Black, being of sound mind and body do hereby state that the following shall occur upon my death. To Albus Dumbledore I leave Grimmauld Place and a warning, to leave my Godson alone. To the Weasley’s I leave 1 million Galleons and don’t even think about refusing, it’s non-returnable. To Hermione Granger I leave all the books in the Black library plus 100 thousand Galleons, and please don’t use it all on more books. To good old Mad-Eye Moody I leave all the Dark Arts stuff that’s laying around Grimmauld and see if you can’t get my dear old mum off the wall while your at it. To my cousin Andromeda, I reinstate you into the Black family along with all the rights and responsibilities, etc. I also leave you and your family a further 1 million Galleons. Go on a second honeymoon or something.

To Narcissa and Draco I give a choice. Denounce Voldemort and Lucius and receive the name and protection of the Black family and its future Lord or be completely disinherited. Choose carefully, because you have until the end of this to decide. To Bella, if you had a willing part in my death and actually meant to cause harm than you are herby removed from the Black family and given a warning, Voldemort will die but you will fall much sooner. However, if this did not happen then you have the same choice as the Malfoy’s but longer to decide since I doubt you’re actually present. You have two weeks instead.

Now to the two people who mean the most to me. To Remus Lupin, the last of the true Marauders. Moony I leave you 3 million Galleons, the Hogsmeade cottage and the French villa. Have fun old friend and would you please buy some new robes! Wanted criminals dress better than you Moony! Even though I can’t make it official I also name you Harry’s new godfather, so take care of him for me. And finally, to my beloved godson, Harry Potter. The person I consider my own son. Remember what I told you that night, and that we are always with you. Do not blame yourself for my death; I just hope I got to go out fighting. I name Harry James Potter my heir and therefore heir to the House of Black, to take up the position of Lord upon his coming of age or emancipation. From now on he is Harry James Potter-Black. All remaining assets of the Black family are his. Sorry kiddo, I tried to get you emancipated but it didn’t work. Don’t follow blindly Harry; make your own choices in life. I love you pup, take care of Moony for me.

Goodbye everyone, we’ll see each other again one day. Just don’t make it too soon.” The solicitor lowered the will.

“Your decision Mrs. Malfoy?” Everyone turned to stare at Harry, who had broken the silence of the room with that quiet question.

“How can you protect us? The Dark Lord will kill you boy.” She sneered. Harry didn’t react to her taunt as he once would have though, he remained sitting, staring calmly at her. Draco stood and moved over to Harry. The two teens stared at each other.

“Can you beat Him?” Malfoy asked him quietly.

“At the moment? No. When the time comes I will.” Harry looked him fiercely in the eye, daring him to make a smart remark.

“I won’t bow down to you.” Malfoy warned him, grey eyes flashing rebelliously.

“Good, I wouldn’t want anyone to.” Harry replied. Draco thought it over carefully, and Harry sat there, waiting patiently for him to decide. Malfoy looked him in the eye, and then did something that shocked everyone who had been watching them.

“My Lord Black.” He gave a short, crisp bow and Harry nodded, extending his hand. Draco hesitated and then clasped it.

“Allies?” Harry questioned, wanting to be clear.

“Allies Potter. Nice new look.” He sneered, but this time Harry didn't mind.

“You can thank my lawyer,” he said, smiling faintly.

“How dare you turn your back on our Lord! On your father!” Malfoy's mother stood up suddenly, toppling her chair in her righteous indignation.

“Do shut up mother.” Draco Malfoy turned to his mother, his eyes blazing with defiance and contempt.

“Harry!” An outburst Harry had been waiting for.

“Yes Ron?” he said calmly, standing and turning to face him.

“How can you shake that Death Eaters hand?” Ron stood with his fists clenched, his face a bright red.

“He’s not a Death Eater Ron, and frankly we need all the allies we can get. Mrs. Malfoy?” Harry turned to the lady, dismissing Ron and his biased views.

“Never! You are no longer my son boy!” She spat out at Malfoy, and with that she stormed out.

“Guess you’re a Black now Mal… Draco.” Harry said. He wasn't surprised Mrs Malfoy had left, only that her son hadn't gone with her.

“Headmaster! Do something!” Ron spluttered out, angry at being dismissed, and that Harry was ignoring him in favour of that... that... ferret!

“What do you want him to do Ron? He has no authority over me.” Harry said mildly.

“What do you mean Harry?” Dumbledore questioned. He had a feeling he would not like what he next heard.

“It’s quite simple really sir. As of this morning I am no longer enrolled at Hogwarts. I’ll be attending school elsewhere. The only legal control you ever had over me was that of Headmaster of my school, and now you're not. I don’t recommend trying to bully the Dursley’s either. The paperwork has already been filed. Who is responsible for Draco now?” Harry looked him in the eye as he delivered this blow to the headmaster, before sweeping his gaze around curiously.

“Even though you are still a minor, you My Lord.” The Black solicitor answered promptly.

“Oh, that’s very, weird. Guess I have to decide what to do with you.” Harry turned to Mal.... Draco with a grin.

“That won’t be necessary Harry, I’ll have him sent to a safe house.” Dumbledore interrupted, desperate to gain any sort of control that he could over Harry now that he had no direct authority over him.

“No you won’t, I’ve seen your idea of safe Dumbledore." Harry spat out, his eyes flashing. "I’ll have Mr Merewether find a place and then we’ll set up a few things. Do you want to stay at Hogwarts?” He addressed the last question to Draco.

“Not particularly.” Draco answered, reeling inside at the changes that were happening. And Potter was asking him what he wanted?

“Okay it’ll be somewhere else then. Is there a floo I could use while everyone else is signing things? I’ll sign after.” Harry announced, pleased that he could do something to help Malfoy, and annoy the headmaster at the same time.

“Certainly Mr. Potter-Black, this way please.” The Goblin who had spoken moved quickly to the door.

“Back in a bit.” Harry said to everyone before he left. Just outside he bent to the Goblin’s level. “Could you please make sure no one leaves while I’m gone?” he asked quietly.

“For a price.” The Goblin grinned toothily at him.

“A hundred galleons?” Harry questioned. He had no idea how much a bribe usually was. Surely that would be enough?

“A pleasure Mr. Potter-Black.” The Goblin nodded to him, and Harry smiled and nodded back.

Half an hour later Harry was back and looking very cheerful.

“Right, your accommodation and school problem is being dealt with. Mr Merewether will meet us in the atrium with your portkey and to set up the fidelius, and I’ll be your secret keeper.” He announced clearly. Best to let everyone know that they wouldn't be able to find Malfoy er... Draco. He wasn't a Malfoy anymore right?

“Harry!” Harry turned to face the girl.

“Yes Hermione?” He looked at her, appearing bored.

“How dare you treat the Headmaster like this! After everything he’s done for you!”

“Done for me?” Harry laughed. It fell like glass, cutting through the room in bitter tinkling shards.
“I owe him nothing.” He spat and then paused to think.
“Except maybe a few good hexes. I won’t play the good little pawn anymore Granger. Afraid that you won’t get as many privileges now that you can’t spy on me?” Hermione and Ron paled.

“What are you talking about Harry?” Dumbledore asked quietly.

“Did you know there’s a snake in your office? Very talkative little guy. Harry smiled like a predator sensing prey.
“By the way, congratulations on getting together you two, you deserve each other. Wonder how long it’ll be until you turn on each other?” Harry said before he took a few deep breaths, trying to regain some calm.
“Finished reading Moony?”

“I’m so sorry Harry, I swear I didn’t know.”

“I know. Me or Dumbledore?” Harry asked, trying to be gentle, and knowing that he still sounded a bit stiff and formal.

“You cub, always you.” Harry nodded and gave his first real smile of the afternoon.
“Then let's go you two. You mind rooming together? The place is big enough by the sound of it.” he addressed both Remus and Draco.

“You won’t be there?” Remus sounded concerned, but now was not the time.

“Sorry, I’ve got more stuff to do. Plus, you’ll probably be safer without me there. Just don’t kill each other,” he said as Draco and Remus followed Harry from the room leaving a stunned silence behind. Sudden laughter broke the silence.

“This is hardly a laughing matter Alastor.” Dumbledore snapped at the other man, his tension getting the best of him.

“Isn’t it? I warned you Albus. That boy’s is no ones weapon, got too much of his parents in him.” Moody grinned fiercely.

“We need to stop them before they leave.” Dumbledore said sternly, trying to ignore what he had been told.

“Let them go. It’s obvious Harry’s planned this all in advance. It’s time you started trusting his judgement, he’s not a child anymore.” Tonks stated.

“His judgement is what got your cousin killed Nymph…” Tonks stood, overturning her chair, and slammed her hands on the table.

“Don’t you dare! If you weren’t so obsessed with playing games with peoples lives Sirius would still be alive. You knew being locked up like that was killing him! You knew Snape and Harry hate each other!” She yelled. With that she stormed out, her parents following.

“Well I never! The nerve of that girl! Come along, we need to stop Harry.” Mrs. Weasley said as she got up.

“We need to get back to the shop Mum.” Said the twins in chorus before they bolted, plans to contact their eldest two siblings already forming.

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“Harry where are we going?” Remus questioned Harry as he strode to the atrium.

“You two are headed for Japan. Draco’s already enrolled in the school there. Mr Merewether has gotten you a job at their firm there. Don’t worry, they know about your condition and it doesn’t matter. Only the Headmaster and the firm will know where the House is, besides me of course.” Harry explained. The solicitor stepped up to them as they entered the atrium.

“Everything’s ready. Here is your portkey gentlemen.” He said, handing them a piece of paper and a spoon. They quickly read the slip of paper that would allow them to enter the fidelius charmed house and then the two vanished.

“Thanks for all the help sir. I’ll owl you when I get there.” Harry said sincerely to the man who had done so much to help him.

TBC…
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