Godfather and Godson

Chapter 10: Gringotts

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"So where is the first stop going to be?" Harry asked as both he and Sirius came out of side along apparition and on to a dark, dingy alley a block away from the Leaky Cauldron.

"First stop will be Gringotts. We will need to check up on my inheritance plus some other stuff that has me baffled." Sirius answered as he took out a small flask from his black leather coat pocket and drank it all down.

Shaking his head from side to side, Sirius slowly took on a whole new appearance as his grey eyes became blue, his hair blond, his face square with a strong jawline, his straight nose becoming squashed, and his frame much bulkier and wider. Until Sirius looked like an American football athlete from the telly.

"Let's go," Sirius said as he headed out the alley.

"Wait," Harry shouted, "aren't you going to give me some polyjuice?"

"Why would I," Sirius answered back, "You look like a totally different person and your scar is very much faded-- you really can only notice it if you peer right up at it, plus if you let your hair fall down it totally cover it up."

"Alright, sure," Harry said as he removed his hairband, letting his hair fall all the way to his shoulder then messed around his front poof until it nearly reached his eyebrow. "But do I look like a girl?" Harry asked, trying to get Sirius's opinion.

"I grew my hair out," Sirius stated as he pulled his hair back behind his ear, "and do I look like a girl."

"Mhm," Harry muttered, not giving the quick response that Sirius was looking for, "Maybe, I guess. I am always reminded of Lucius Malfoy when I see shoulder-length hair."

"Alright, fine," Sirius stated as he jerked his hands in the air, "we will go to a barbershop near here when we are done shopping."

"Yes," Harry said as he pumped his fists then got started moving towards Leaky Cauldron. "I just did not want to say anything, but...."

"Then do not say anymore," Sirius cut off with a hand.

"Okay," Harry said, "but the latest fashion sense of younger people is neck length hair."

Pivoting his head to face Harry, the older wizard asked in an affronted tone, "Are you calling me old?"

"Well, you are my parents' age so there really isn't any youth left in you."

Coiling his arm around his godson neck, Sirius started knuckling the young wizard's hair, "Oh-hoho, so is that how you want to play it, huh?"

"I was just kidding, I was just kidding," Harry answered through fits of laughter.

"You better be," Sirius stated as he let go of Harry and walked into the wizarding pub, "calling me old. You kids sure do have a lot of guts."

Passing through the customers and passersby both wizards walked into the back of the pub and into a small, walled courtyard with a dustbin. Pressing some stones, Sirius stepped back as the wall slowly started part and an archway opened up into a busy street.

"Let's go," Sirius said with a nod of his head as he stepped through. "Remember," Sirius added, "to all outward appearances we are uncle and nephew."

"Alright, sure," Harry said as he followed after him. "What do we say if anyone spots me?"

"We will still keep up the facade, though me being your uncle isn't false, nevertheless you will only give away that I am your guardian."

"Cool, cool," Harry uttered, though at this point he wasn't paying attention to what Sirius was saying as he took in the sights-- which never got old no matter how many times he walked down this particular street. Ducking under a low swooping owl carrying a letter, Harry watched all the wild display of magic going on as one wizard was putting on a fanciful light show another spelling the most strangest creatures. Sidestepping a goblin who barely reached his waist, Harry tried to catch up to Sirius who was a couple of meters ahead of him.