13 The Potter Suite

As Harry was entering the lobby of the bank, he dug his hand in the bag and pulled out a handful of galleons. He approached the teller from before and asked if he would exchange the galleons for pounds sterling. As the goblin was taking care of this, Harry called Dobby and handed him the bag. "Take this to the gnomes and have them open an account for me. Also request a meeting for me at their earliest convenience to discuss the future of the Potter holdings."

"Yes Harry."

The teller was listening to what Harry was saying and asked "Mr. Potter, am I correct in assuming that you no longer wish to do business with Gringotts? The Potters were one of the original families that helped us start our institution and the loss of your confidence will have a detrimental effect on our business."

"Yes, you heard correctly. Excluding you, the service I have received from Gringotts today has been less than satisfactory. As soon as I come of age, I will be transferring everything to the gnomes."

"Mr. Potter, would you wait here long enough for me to bring in my supervisor? I don't want you to leave without Gringotts having to chance to rectify the situation."

"Mr.?"

"Griphook, Mr. Potter."

Harry nodded "Mr. Griphook, I appreciate your efforts but I have had enough of your higher ups and their inability to help me. Good evening."

Griphook watched as Harry left through the front doors. As soon as the doors closed, Griphook closed off his station and scampered down the passageways of Gringotts until he came upon two great doors. He pounded on the doors and waited until he heard "Enter".

He quickly made his way forward and knelt in front of the ornate throne where Ragnok sat. "What can I do for you nephew? Aren't you on desk duty tonight?"

"Yes Sire. I heard some troubling news and wanted to bring it quickly to your attention."

Ragnok growled out "Trying to advance your station?"

"No Sire, just doing my duty as a Goblin."

"Then speak and be quick about it. You are ignoring your duties by being here."

Griphook bowed again "Yes Sire, I just spoke with the Heir to the Potters. He claimed that he was extremely unhappy with his visit today and was looking to sever his relationship with Gringotts when he came of age."

Ragnok was on his feet in an instant. "WHAT? Who is responsible for this?"

"Milord, I escorted him to a meeting with Bearclaw when Mr. Potter came in asking about his family's accounts."

"Was anything else said?"

"Yes Sire, not only was he going to move the Potter holdings but any other holdings that he was entitled too."

Ragnok grew furious. "Summon Bearclaw immediately. This cannot be allowed to happen."

Griphook bowed once again. "Milord, I think it may be too late. He emptied his trust vault earlier and had his elf take the contents to the gnomes. I asked him if he would wait long enough for me to get someone of authority but he would have none of it and said he had quite enough of the ineptitude of our people in authority for one day."

Ragnok stood and swung his sword splitting a granite conference table in half in his rage. Griphook stood very still to keep from being next. He turned to Griphook and shouted "I TOLD YOU TO SUMMON BEARCLAW! NOW MOVE BEFORE I TREAT YOU AS I DID MY TABLE."

Griphook bowed and ran out the door.

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Harry made his way out of Diagon Alley without being seen with the help of his father's cloak. As soon as he was on Charing Cross Road, he flagged down a taxi and asked to be taken to a decent hotel. The ride didn't take long and he was let out in front of the Charing Cross Hotel. He looked up at the place and became worried that he didn't have enough money on him to get a room for a few days but it didn't hurt to ask.

As he stepped up to the desk, he realized he was still in robes but was amazed that nobody seemed to pay attention to that fact. Once greeted by the desk clerk, he said "Hello, my name is Harry Potter and I was wondering if you might have a room available for the night and just how much it might be?"

The clerk gave him a second look and typed something into his computer. His eyebrows rose and he asked "Are you Harold James Potter, son of the late James and Lily Potter?"

"Yes sir, I'm Harry Potter and that was who my parents were."

"Yes, we were sad to hear that they were no longer with us. Mrs. Potter was one of the primary investors in our hotel and as such, there has always been a suite reserved for her even though she never used it. That suite has been held for you as her primary heir."

Harry was thinking about his meeting with Gringotts and how Albus had interfered with his life and was immediately wary of the situation. "So no one knows about this place?"

The clerk said "According to my records, the suite has never been used but has always been maintained in case you needed it. I'm not trying to pry but are you in some kind of trouble?"

"I…what makes you think that?"

"Well sir, you are here on Christmas Eve in formal robes, with no luggage, and you look as if you've had a rather trying day."

"Well, the day has not been pleasant and I was just looking for a place to lie low for a few days and think things over."

The man glanced at Harry and noticed that besides the nice robe he had on, the rest of the clothes didn't suit his station. "Well Mr. Potter, I will gladly have you escorted to your suite and maybe you could take advantage of our valet services and take care of any clothing issues you may have."

Harry thought about how he must look and realized that even though he wore his best under his robes, they still weren't that nice of clothes. The comment Draco had made came to mind. "I may do that but not until after Christmas. I would hate to rob anyone of their time with their families just to take care of me."

The man waved over another man in a hotel uniform and asked "Benjamin, could you show Mr. Potter to the Potter suite? He will be joining us for a few days."

Once Harry was in the suite, he looked around and thought it was really nice and would suit him just fine for a few days. After he removed his robe and sat down, he called for Dobby.

'Pop' "You called Harry?"

"Yeah, um…how did it go with the gnomes?"

"Theys be saying that Harry already has an account with them and they deposited the money into your vault." Dobby held out a large clasp envelope and added "Theys sent these so you get to your money and said theys come whenever Harry wanted."

Harry opened the envelope and allowed everything inside to drop onto the coffee table. They were two letters, one addressed to him that said read first. He also found a credit card, several forms of id, a wallet, and a strange looking key on a chain.

Dobby said "Theys said that the wallet will hold all the other stuff and give you money when yous asks for it. Theys be saying to put the chain around your neck which holds your vault key and that the letters were left for you by your mother."

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