Harry left his cupboard, as he stepped into the hallway his head began to hurt. It was Sunday morning; he looked to the front door, their was a piece of wood screwed to the front door covering the letterbox opening.
The eighteen year old mind of Harry Potter was coming to the realization that he was somehow back in time. Soon the owls would inundate the Dursley home with letters, they would be flying everywhere. The only thing out of place was the smell coming from the kitchen. Breakfast was ready already.
Harry walked into the kitchen to find Kreacher cooking his breakfast.
"Youse family be sleeping 'til we leave, When youse letter comes answer and I will take to kitty professor."
To say Harry was gob smacked would not even come close to what he was feeling. The look he gave Kreacher was beyond any look he could even begin to understand himself.
"Kreacher…What are we doing here…am I dreaming?"
Kreacher's Smile was always a bit disconcerting as he began.
"Master killed the dark one, but he lost to much, me went to high elves. They pushed us back in time so we's can fix. We's must hurry owls come soon."
Harry was smiling at Kreacher. "What did you do to my…relatives?"
Kreacher was smiling again. "Me made them stays asleep 'til we leaves. They's breakfast is made and the house is clean.
Harry was smiling. "When I get my wand do you know how to remove the trace?"
Kreacher looked up to Harry. "Sorting hat put trace on you…I take it off when you gets it."
Harry was finally smiling. "Ok thanks for breakfast and doing all the chores. Lets sit down and eat. If memory serves me right, the owls will be here in an hour."
The two sat and had a wonderful breakfast. Harry had his response ready before the owls returned, he also set a note for the Dursley's.
Kreacher dropped the note on an empty portion of Professor McGonagall's desk and returned to Privet Dr.
Kreacher then apperated Harry to Diagon Alley. Harry put on a mild glamour and headed to Gringgots. Once he was finished at the bank it was shopping. First was Olivanders for his wand. It was again his holly and phoenix feather wand. Then it was madam Maulkins for clothes. With no adults along Harry got an entire new wardrobe. Kreacher was picking up his telescope and potions supplies. He then went to Flourish and Blotts for books. He got the books for all seven years books on advanced defense runes and arithramancy. There was no way he'd take divination this time.
He only had two purchases left. He went to the trunk shop and encountered his first bit of trouble.
The man in the trunk shop was not believing Harry wanted the seven compartment trunk or could afford it.
Harry asked the price, it was seven hundred galleons. "Sir, lets settle on the options I'm sure it will be more than that."
The man in the shop was still not believing.
"No one takes one of these to Hogwarts, parents just will not spend the money."
Harry said one word. "Kreacher"
The elf popped in, and Harry looked at him.
"Kreacher, please go to Gringgots and get another twelve hundred galleons for me, and right back here."
Kreacher bowed to Harry, "Yes sir!" He saluted and popped away.
"Harry then ordered the full Apartment trunk with every possible ward. It was just finished when Kreacher reappeared. The trunk came to nine hundred galleons total.
Harry told the man. "I may require another for a friend so keep the order on file for Harry Potter. If it's needed I'll send my elf for it. Also, tell no one you saw me."
Once the shopping was finished the popped back to Privet Dr.
The Dursleys were now awake and Vernon was livid.
"BOY, WHATS THE MEANING OF THIS? YOU WILL THROW ALL THAT OUT, AND FORGET ABOUT THAT LETTER. WE SWORE WE WOULD PUT AND END TO THIS RUBISH WHEN WE TOOK YOU IN!"
Harry did not need to say a word. Kreacher plastered the oaf against the ceiling and held him there.
"You will not do any thing to my good master, He is going to school and I will protect him from you. No more yelling at my master or youse wills be very sorry!"
Harry could not control his laughter, as Vernon was turning purple with rage.
"GET THAT THING…."
Kreacher silenced him, and Harry looked at his Uncle.
"Not happening Vernon, now here's the deal. You will leave Kreacher and me alone and we will leave you alone. The only reason I'm here at all is to keep the protective wards on this house so you do not get bothered by my kind. If I leave, the bad wizards will come and kill the lot of you. Now considering the way you have treated me, I could care less if they do.
So we will be in the small bedroom upstairs and you will stay out. Kreacher has added an elf ward that allows me to do magic. Between the two of us there is nothing you can do. If you try anything on us you will not like the repercussions. Now Kreacher will let you down and we will leave you alone. Do you agree?"
Vernon just nodded his head and Kreacher set him down on the sofa the creaked with the weight suddenly placed upon it.
"You will be in a body bind until we are safely in my room." Harry just grinned and headed up the stairs.
Dudley's second bedroom was filled with broken toys and other things he no longer had room for. Kreacher shrunk everything in the room and trashed it. Harry opened the trunk to the apartment and the two climbed in.
Vernon was banging on a door he couldn't open and the room was silenced from him.
Harry reread over all the first year materials, and began doing all the home work assignments he could remember.