Traveling to Scotland

--Sirius pov --

Life plays too many tricks on me, I honestly don't know what to do but wait for Harry's reply if I ever do get one that is. I don't even want to trust Albus, he should have known I was innocent, he should have known Harry was too it was so obvious. But no he goes around and parades himself as the omnipotent leader of the light.

My fingers stretched around the bottle of fire whisky as I took another swig, the smooth burning sensation trickled down my throat, fire whisky makes me feel alive, it makes me forget the horrible horrible memories.

Sometimes I wonder if it would have been easier to just run away from Britain. I went for another gulp of the whisky when a goddamn basilisk flew into my house!

Holy shit that's a fucking Basilisk Patronus! It neared closer to me but I didn't move, I started it down hoping whoever sent the Patronus isn't an enemy declaring war or something, I mean this bloody thing looks like it would eat my Patronus as a snack!

When it inched closer the patron relayed a message to me.

'Sirius, it's me, Harry I got your message my Patronus is way cooler than yours by the way. Yes, that is me in the papers and yes I did steal the painting I have taken up a new career path you're looking at the future's biggest criminal. I have learned more since I have escaped Azkaban than I have in all my time at Hogwarts.'

"What the fuck?" I mumbled habitually out of pure confusion

My Godson just told me he wants to be a bloody criminal! Ahhahahaha that's GREAT!

-Harry Pov --

I have been thinking of where I should go next and what I should steal, I have been looking through the textbooks and other books about what is famous in the wizarding world, I don't want to move onto the normal world yet because I like messing with these incompetent Wizards.

While I was looking at the books of ancient wizarding tools and artifacts, I found something wicked as the British would say, wicked indeed. In Scotland, there is a Claymore that is kept in an ancient ceremony hall, which is kind of like a museum but a private one only used on some days of celebration.

This Claymore is called the Claymore of War and death. The Wizards and Goblins both call it that because during the Goblin wars apparently, a Scottish wizard brandished the Claymore and slew both Goblins and wizards that approached Scotland, he was fearsome and mighty wielding a Claymore that's sole purpose was to claim the lives of his enemies.

It's safe to say I want it, I want that Claymore bad. I can't to hang it on my wall, I want to be the owner of such a beautiful and amazing sword.

I know that Hogwarts is in Scotland but it's not the part of Scotland I'm going to, well not really I wouldn't call Hogsmeade part of Hogwarts. The sword is kept in Wellingtonshire.

Before leaving I want to train more and prepare better so there aren't as many stalls as I had last time, I mean I didn't really stall that much and it was worth it, but it was annoying having to go to and from France.

I trained for a couple more hours, just perfecting my spells a lot more, I can now cast most of my charms non verbally I just need to focus more on minimizing the magic leakage.

I have one more stop to make before going to Wellingtonshire north-south of Hogsmeade. Gringotts, I want to go to Gringotts for one very specific and smart plan. It honestly boggles my mind that more people haven't done what I am about to.

Getting myself ready I apparated into a Gringotts meeting room, my specific meeting room to be exact, it's one of the perks of being respected by the Goblins.

Soon the door opened and two Goblins strode in, of course, they were Krugnar and Argot.

"Yo, what's up Krugnar, and want to give me your sword yet Argot!" I said with a wide smile

Krugnar smiled broadly, snickering a little at Argot's dismay. He look at me and sat down in front of me and Argot beside him. Argot might be the head Goblin here but Krugnar is my account manager.

"What do you need today Harry," Krugnar asked with a greedy glint in his eyes no doubt thinking I'm going to hand out free money or something

"Saw you stole that painting, how noble of a Lord," Argot spat out with a small growl

"Hehe, you know me so well Argot I indeed am the noblest of the Potters," I said shamelessly which Argot seemed to not like seeing as he is looking at me like I stole his sword

"Anyway, Krugnar I have come to change my first name to Hadrian," I said gathering the goblin's interest while backing out of that awkward situation

"Do tell me why you want to do that?" Krugnar asked curiously

"Since I'm changing my profession from golden boy of the light to thief and criminal I think I should get a cooler name and I think Hadrian is a good one," I said calmly with no change of expression

They both seemed to think about my response seriously, this is where my thief's magic aura comes into play, it makes them inherently trust my words and since they both like me they trust them more.

"It can be done," Argot replied and Krugnar noded along with him

"Come follow me Harry or should I say, Hadrian?" Krugnar said as I followed them through various corridors

"Harry is fine," I replied blandly with a small smile trying to creep up on my face

Soon we made it to a room with a bronze bowl in the center.

"Cit your palm then say your titles and the name you will now have," Argot told me what to do like it was the most simplest of things

I walked over and stood above the bowl, I took the ceremonial knife that was on the right-hand side of the Bronze bowl and cut my left palm.

turning my palms downwards Blood started to slowly drip into the bowl, I could feel and see myself and the bowl connecting through magic. It was amazing to see.

"I Harry James Potter Lord of the most ancient and Noble house of Potter herby change my first name to Hadrian, making me Hadrian James Potter Lord of the most ancient and noble house of Potter," I declared over the bowl with a smile adorning my face, I could see the magic flaring up around me

The magic stopped and everything turned quiet, the room was back to its normal stillness.

"Congratulations Hadrian, I hope you like your new name and I hope using it you claim many riches and spill the blood of your enemies," Argot said with a smile well a goblin smile so it looked quite feral and bloodthirsty

"Thank you Argot but, please just call me Harry," I replied calmly and winked at him

Both goblin's eyes widened realizing now what my real purpose was.

"Sneaky wizards Krugnar you have to look out for them, sadly this ones the sneakiest," Argot said to Krugnar

"Tch we missed it until now, how were you a Gryffindor!" Krugnar snarled

I couldn't help it, my facade broke, and a wide condescending smile crept up onto my face, laughing I looked at the two sullen Goblins and said, "tsk tsk two goblins couldn't figure out what this lowly half-blood wizard was planning, my oh my you should be ashamed."

Both were about to rebuttal so I quickly apparated out of there back to my Manor,

*crack*

They should have never given me this tattoo because now I can pop in and out of there, heh.

The reason I changed my name from Harry to Hadrian is simple now I can make fake oaths and no one will know. I know for a fact Krugnar and Argot wouldn't tell a soul so my secret is safe.

I don't get why other wizards don't do this, it's easy and you can do so much with this little trick.

[Next day.]

I packed up all of my things and left for Wellingtonshire, I had dobby take me he was of course excited to do so.

Once I appeared in Wellingtonshire I first booked a room, at an inn then got to work. I had to stay under my Invisibility Cloak the whole time when I was checking out the place that held the Claymore because there is practically nothing around it I can pretend to be in.

There seemed to be four guards on shift at all times, two out in the open and two under invisibility cloaks, I can see them thanks to my mage sight though so it's more like all four are out in the open.

The place seems heavily warded, it looks like I would need a lot of time to take care of them. Not to mention the annoying Aurors that sometimes walk by on their rounds.

I need to keep watching them for any signs I could use for my plans.

--Narrator Pov --

Inside a room, the order of the Pheonix was seated, Sirius black, Molly Weasley and her husband, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Alastor Moody, and Nymphadora Tonks all sat at the table. Heading the meeting was their leader Albus Dumbledore.

Sirius had a sad and logging look on his face when he turned his head and asked Albus a question, "have you found my Godson yet?" his voice sounded broken

"I'm sorry Sirius but we haven't been able to." Albus replied his eyes lost the light of his twinkle

Sirius didn't reply he just lowered his head.

'That's right, my godson knows how to hide bitch! Who do you think he is some random idiot he has marauder blood in his veins!' Sirius thought

The rest of the order also looked saddened by the fact Harry Potter is missing.

"We need to find that poor boy!" Molly Weasley said in her controlling overbearing unbearable voice

'Shut the fuck up bitch you are the one who testified against him! Traitorous woman.' Sirius screamed in his mind but didn't say anything out loud

It was safe to say, Sirius Black is having a change of heart dealing with the light faction and the farce known as the Order of the Pheonix.

---End ---

A/N: sorry for the late chapter I wrote the last chapter for my other ff yesterday all day and I had other stuff so I didn't have Time