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The Third Time is a Charm	By : ladyedgecombe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don’t own the HP Universe. I admire. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe. I don’t make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while but I promise to put them back

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Chapter 7: Gringotts

The Hogwarts Express was pulling into Kings Cross Station later that afternoon and even though Harry had seen Severus just this morning, he was already anxious to see him again. He knew Gringotts was to be their first stop as soon as they could elude the hangers-on from the Wizarding World. Harry went through the barrier from Nine and Three Quarters only to be confronted by Moody and the Weasley parents. They saw him immediately and moved forward to greet him, converging on him without giving him the option of escape.

"What are you guys doing here?" Harry asked apprehensively. He was a little worried that they might be here to circumvent the plans that he and Severus had painstakingly made. He actually knew why the Weasleys were there, to pick up their children, but why were they in front of him instead of greeting their own kids? He did not know why Moody was there, it just didn't make sense.

Moody stepped forward and stated in that gravely voice of his, "We are here to speak with those muggle relatives of yours, boy." Moody was sporting a bowler hat that he pulled down over his roving fake eye and looked more like a gangster from the nineteen-twenties America than actually blending in with the mass of people around them.

"I am sorry, Professor," Harry said quietly, "My uncle is not picking me up. He is sending a neighbor in his place because he is currently on a business trip. Apparently my aunt refused to come without her husband." Harry took a deep breath and started erecting Occlumency shields. He just knew Moody would be able to tell he was not being truthful. He didn't like the way the older man was staring at him; it was making him feel very uncomfortable.

The Weasley parents, being the boisterous people they were, barreled past Moody who spun around to keep his balance, so they could give Harry a very overenthusiastic hug. Poor Moody almost lost his hat as he was spinning around and Harry had the urge to laugh at the paranoid Auror. He was trying to balance on his fake leg while spinning around holding his bowler hat in place. When the Weasleys got to Harry, he grunted as they almost knocked him down. While they hugged him, it was uncomfortable and he felt slightly put out knowing the Weasleys had accepted his money from Dumbledore. He gave them a brief hug back and carefully extricated himself from the smothering arms. How could they really greet him that way and face him after what they had done? But then Harry reminded himself that they had been doing that for years. Then again, maybe they greeted him that way because they were receiving his money.

Severus was watching from about six meters away, sitting on a bench waiting for Harry to emerge from the barrier. When he saw the trio of Order members, he stayed put and surreptitiously kept an eye on him from his position, not moving at all so as not to bring any unwanted attention. Why did Gryffindors have to make such a scene? He wondered what was going on and if he was going to have to intervene.

Moody regained his balance and stood in front of Harry again, looking at him with a hard stare. "What do you mean, you uncle is not picking you up. We did not authorize anyone else to be here to get you." He blustered rather loudly and was starting to attract some rather strange stares from the muggles milling around.

"I am sorry, sir. I didn't know I was supposed to let anyone know. My uncle had a business trip and hasn't returned yet. He will be back tomorrow. There is a neighbor that is coming to bring me to my aunt's house." Harry said quietly, praying with every fiber of his being that he could get rid of these people and they would not know he was meeting Severus.

Just as a disguised Severus got up from the bench and gave Harry an almost imperceptible nod, Moody was demanding to know where this neighbor was. Harry pointed to a man with white hair, wrinkly skin dressed in an old blue shirt with a jacket that hung on his body as if he lost a lot of weight recently. His beige pants were clean but worn and he had on rather tatty sports shoes. Nice costume, Harry thought.

Moody and the Weasleys looked in the direction that Harry was pointing and back at Harry. "That is your neighbor?" Moody asked with disbelief in his voice.

"Yes sir." Harry answered then improvised a little, "He lives a few houses down from Mrs. Figg." Harry was thinking 'please let this work, please let this work,' like a mantra to any deity out there that might be of some help.

Huh. Moody mumbled, I guess he doesn't look too bad for a muggle, but I don't trust him. Constant vigilance, remember that boy. Harry really hated to be called 'boy' in that tone and he wished Moody would stop that. He was not a child and sometimes he almost sounded like Uncle Vernon.

"Yes sir." Harry replied as meekly as he could. Better let them think that he was still the innocent niave child that they could manipulate without him knowing better.

"You can go now boy, we don't want to get anymore attention than we have already. You tell your uncle that we will be meeting with him shortly." Moody turned to the others and said that they should be leaving and will check on Harry tomorrow. "You, boy, stay in the house and don't leave it. No going anywhere until we know it is safe."

"Tomorrow, we are supposed to leave the house and visit my Aunt Marge, sir." Harry said as politely as possible. "That's Uncle Vernon's sister and she is expecting us. If I were you, I would try possibly later this week; you might be able to speak with them then." Harry kept his head down as he was speaking, his heart was pounding, and he didn't want anyone to catch him in the lie. He also didn't want anyone catching him with Severus, and they had to get to Gringotts.

"You're just all kinds of trouble, aren't you, boy?" Moody started in on Harry, we can't rearrange our schedule to fit your summer plans. Harry didn't like Moody's attitude. He was really starting to sound like Uncle Vernon and he couldn't, after all this time, understand why Moody wanted to speak to his uncle.

"I am sorry, Professor Moody." Harry replied slowly, hoping his words would not be taken the wrong way. "I didn't know anyone wanted to speak with my relatives or I would have asked them to be available." Harry then lifted his eyes to the older man and waited to see his response. He tried to make his eyes and expression as sincerely chastised as possible, much like the guilty schoolboy they think he was.

"You need to get going home and we will be in contact with you soon." Moody snarled. "Where is your trunk so you can get ready to leave?"

"I shrunk my trunk at school. My Uncle doesn't like my things from school lying around and won't let me have them so it can stay that way until it is time to go back." Harry said honestly. He wondered what Moody would think of that.

"Then off you go, boy, don't be hanging around here for longer than you have to." Moody turned at that and the Weasleys stepped up to hug Harry again, said their goodbyes and they all left. Harry kept watching them to make sure they were leaving before walking over to the old man sitting at the bench. Severus nodded to him but didn't say anything. Harry took the hint and also stayed silent. Severus made an undetectable jerk of his head toward the bathroom not far from the bench where he was sitting. Harry nodded and followed him to the loo.

Upon entering the loo, Severus checked carefully to see if anyone was in the stalls. He headed for the last in the line and pulled Harry in with him. He threw a monitoring alarm at the door and erected a privacy ward in the stall. "Now, Harry, we can talk until someone comes in but don't want to be seen coming from the stall together, it might get us some unwanted attention. What was all that about with Moody? I didn't expect them to be here and I feared that they somehow knew about our plans." Severus said. They were standing very close in the stall and only had to speak in whispers to keep their conversation as private. Severus kept his voice low as he wanted to take all precautions possible.

Harry looked up to Severus and whispered back earnestly, "I don't know what they really wanted; he said he had to talk to my Uncle and he was here to do just that, he and the Weasleys. They have never tried to speak with my relatives before, so why now? I don't like this, Severus. This never happened before and this change does not feel right. I think something else is going on. Should we go to Gringotts or should we put it off?"

Severus paused a moment to think of a new plan. "Do you have your cloak with you?"

Harry nodded his head yes but then informed Severus, "Won't work, Moody can see through it."

Severus raised an eyebrow at that but started thinking again. "We will have to disguise you and I will have to use a different glamour from this one." Severus got out his wand and started waving it around changing their eyes, nose, mouth and hair. Harry now had reddish brown hair, overly pouty lips, and brown eyes. Severus had blonde hair, blue eyes and a pug nose. They both were now in blue jeans with different button down shirts and new trainers. "There, that should do it"

Just as he finished his 'adjustments', there was a crowd of people that come in. Harry and Severus quickly left the stall before anyone could notice and waited for part of the group to finish. When a few of the men left at one time they followed, then made for the closest exit at the station. They walked for about five blocks before slipping into an alley. Severus looked at Harry and said "Hold on," then Side-Apparated Harry to Diagon Alley.

Once they arrived in the busy shopping district, they darted through the back alleys until they reached Gringotts bank. When they went in, they got the attention of a few Goblins (probably detecting the charms changing their appearance), one of which came over to them immediately. As the Goblin approached, Severus and Harry met him halfway.

"We need a private meeting room, please." Then Harry recognized the goblin that had approached them. It was the same Goblin that had helped him last year when he came in to make his annual withdrawal. "Hello, Gorbink." Harry said in a quiet whisper, "It's me, Harry Potter. Do you remember?" Gorbink slightly nodded his head and motioned for them to follow him to a private meeting room.

Severus followed about three steps behind the wizened old goblin and under his breath, told his soul mate, "What are you doing, Harry? He could be on Dumbledore's side or in his pocket. You should not let anyone know who you are till you get a promise of secrecy from him."

Harry nodded at Severus and said, "He helped me the last time I was here and I trust him." "Severus rolled his eyes and noticed the goblin go into a meeting room he had never seen before. Harry trusted far too many people and too easily. He needed to learn not to do that and quickly before someone else took advantage of him. Severus was thinking, as they walked through the door to have a discussion with the goblin. What did Harry call him, Gorbink?

Gorbink sat down behind a beautiful mahogany desk six feet long, three feet deep, with a glossy shine in the wood from years of earnest polishing. Severus and Harry sat down in the two elegant but comfortable chairs in front of the desk. They were made with highly polished wood with carvings all down the arms and around the cushioned back and seat. They were unusual but obviously antique and looked to be very valuable.

"Now, Mr. Potter, we will have to establish your identity before I discuss anything with you. We can't speak with just anyone about your accounts." Harry turned to Severus with an asking look on his face. Severus spoke up next. "We first need an oath that nothing we do or say here will be revealed to anyone other than the three of us and not outside this room lest anyone use polyjuice or some other means of copying Harry's or my identity." Severus demanded of the goblin before discussing their current situation.

Gorbink gave them a smile that revealed entirely too many sharp teeth for both the wizards' liking and nodded his head, pulled a contract and two pieces of parchment out of the drawer for all three of them to sign. "First, we will establish your identity, then all of us will sign the contract and none of us may discuss this with anyone else. A drop of blood on this parchment will be enough to reveal your identity, there is one for each of you." Gorbink then placed a dagger on the desktop for Harry and Severus to use. Severus first took out his wand and cancelled the charms he placed on them earlier before taking up the ceremonial dagger then pricking his thumb he let a few drops of his blood drop on the parchment.

Severus Tobias Snape

Born February 5, 1960 to Tobias Nathan Snape and Eileen Elizabeth Snape nee Prince

Dominant soul mate of Harry James Potter

When the last line appeared, Severus didn't say anything but Harry could see his eyebrow slightly elevate in surprise. Gorbink then cleaned the dagger with a quick spell and handed the blade to Harry. Harry mimicked the actions that Severus made just moments before and waited.

Harry James Potter

Born July 31, 1980 to James Harold Potter and Lily Potter nee Evans

Submissive soul mate of Severus Tobias Snape.

Gorbink then brought forward the contract proclaiming the utmost secrecy for this meeting. Gorbink had his own reason for secrecy and he was about to show them more than they had planned.

The goblin sat behind the desk and contemplated on what to tell them first. He knew why they were here and had, in fact, been the one to send the statements to Severus in the first place. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Snape, we will be here several hours and I would like to know if you require any refreshments. We should, perhaps, have sandwiches and tea brought in?" Before Severus could answer in the affirmative, Harry was nodding and the goblin got up, spoke with someone at the door and then returned to his place behind the desk. About five minutes later, another goblin came in with a tray filled with finger sandwiches, pastries and a tea service for three. The other goblin put the tray down, bowed to Gorbink and then left the room. When the door shut, Gorbink made a small hand movement and the door was sealed and even Harry could feel the magic warding the room. It was nothing like he had felt before.

"This room, gentleman," Gorbink started, "is a time displacement room. Twenty four hours in this room can be likened to an equivalent of one hour spent outside. We will be here for several but outside and to everyone else; you only have been here for about ten minutes. No one is to discuss the existence of this part of Gringotts. It is reserved for very few and can only stay secure when we limit the number of people who know about it. The contract you signed works both ways, you will not discuss with anyone about this room." Harry and Severus inclined their heads in assent; they were in fact grateful for this added bonus. This way if they were followed no one would think they had received any information. It took longer than ten minutes just to go to a vault.

"How is that possible?" Harry asked the goblin in amazement.

"Now is not the time to go into this, we need to discuss other matters first," the goblin replied. He pulled out a large folder of account statements and other parchments, and then he pulled out another one with even more parchments. Harry and Severus just watched as Gorbink quickly got organized and started giving them the information they had come to obtain.

"Harry, when your parents died, Dumbledore had the Wizengamot appoint him your magical guardian. This was actually against the statutes of wizarding law but was allowed nonetheless because of the influence the headmaster exudes. He then was able to get guardianship over certain accounts that belong to you. This was also against wizarding law as it is a conflict of interest. No member of the Wizengamot, according statute nine sixteen passed March 3rd in nineteen-o-two, is allowed to have access of any orphan's accounts. Also according to said statute, all influences are to be given to an appointed guardian or guardians by the parents or voted on by the courts if one is not appointed. Nowhere does it give recourse if said guardian is incarcerated. Meaning Sirius Black had always been and remained your guardian until his death and all expenditures should have been approved by him even from within Azkaban walls." The goblin waited for Harry to process the information before continuing.

And so the meeting went, Harry learning more about wizarding law and information on his parents than he ever thought he would. His accounts had been robbed; there was no way around explaining it. People being paid as guards, entertainment, vacations, tutors, extra school fees for extra classes, clothes, optometrist fees, even tickets for the world cup in fourth year, everything he needed and none of which he ever had. Not one thing. Almost a million galleons later and everyone but Harry benefited. After hours of information absorbing, Gorbink sat back in the chair and looked at the two men in front of him.

"What are we allowed to do since Harry is still underage and we are not yet bonded? Severus asked. In the last few hours, his trust in the old goblin had risen astronomically. The goblin not only knows about the accounts and what was taken, he was very knowledgeable about wizard laws and what was legal and what was not. He had admitted he did not have charge of the accounts and had not seen them during the past fifteen years. It was not until Harry's letter arrived that an investigation was launched and Gorbink was given the manager position temporarily until Harry was of age and could suggest his own manager if he wanted to choose.

"It is not exactly legal for Harry to do it, but I would suggest he clean out all his vaults and take all of his valuables and money out of Gringotts. He has two bottomless trunks that have the ability to be shrunk and taken out of here." The goblin paused to make sure he had their attention, and then said, "There is a woman coming to save the child and the third time charm can only be used once." The goblin then continued, grinning at them. "You are not the only ones with dreams"

Harry and Severus sat there absolutely stunned.
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