Harry Potter: Famous In His Own Right. [Archive Version]

Chapter Two: Dealing With Fame.

Harry was soon to be 10 years old and the fame of 'The Viscounts' had only increased over the past year, Remus as expected had difficulties in gaining any custodial rights however visitation rights and the opening up on Harrys address had been allowed, much to Dumbledore's annoyance, he had begun taking Harry basic books on wizarding culture, classes and other such facts the boy wanted to learn about, including nearly all Prophet editions from just before, during and after the last Wizarding war and any article printed about him, he had planned on using the perception of him to at least some advantage but the amount of sheer falsehoods would be corrected if Harry had any say, eventually the band had gotten use to the recognition and had taken to being called 'Viscounts' in the streets as just another part of life, the pointing sometimes bothered Harry but he supposed being the youngest it was natural, signing autographs and taking pictures with people had begun as tedium but he began to enjoy the connection the fans had with the group, it also made the Dursleys appalled when they saw him in the news or on Magazines, and that was what finally made him enjoy it, most of the news was about the bands fourth album that had released a few months prior titled 'Safe Space' and the talk of a new single release called 'Secure' as for Harry personally he had used his time to request an official exam to see if he could take GCSE's early and the government had found him more than qualified, and thus he was siting them in the coming school year, a live concert was planned for a week after his birthday it was before then he wanted to meet the Goblins to see about his fortune and to make the project come true, that way an announcement could be drawn up.

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Harry was with Remus when they entered the Leaky cauldron, Harry was glad he was use to crowds as he expertly made his way through the swarm that hit him, being led into the Alley was like being home to Harry who's face glowed at the sight of the place he had been told off, the younger shoppers were mainly the ones to stop and whisper asking for autographs and photo's as expected soon however a bright flash made seeing impossible and Harry glared at the camera as the five year old he had been talking to fell at the flash, he soon had the boy righted and was checking for injury "you sure you alright?"

"yeh, th'nks"

"its not a problem, us kids gotta stick together, now, here's something I want you to remember, ok?"

"yeah?"

"you'll be eleven one day, and when that day comes, I'll still be at Hogwarts, if you remember this tell me 'Alleys' and I'll help you out, or maybe give you some band gossip, k?"

"yeah, t'ank you" the boy beamed, Harry stood and turned to see the woman he knew by description was Rita Skeeter, before she could talk he held his hand up "first thing, while I respect all journalists you have written false articles about me for the past roughly 9 years, not to mention claim to have interviews with me 3 times a week, so before you pander to me to advance your career, here's my answers, No Comment, to anything you ask, I shall never give Rita Skeeter any of my time as a professional in the entertainment industry myself, your level of disregard and callous treatment of human character appals me, and as someone who supports numerous charitable organisations may I say your slander of those who would dream of helping those less fortunate are not only vile and show a lack of care that I believe many I know would feel sick about it but is a slur on orphans such as if I may remind you, myself, any other reporter or newspaper in this local area can publish all my words, but know this, I shall be checking all articles about myself for falsehoods from now on, even if it takes hours, I shall be looking" Harry hissed out to the woman before moving to greet more people and interact with the fans, one of which was an excitable blonde "oh Merlin, you're Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived and 'Viscount' guitarist, I, I'm Malfoy, Draco, Draco Malfoy"

"well nice to meet you Malfoy, Draco, Draco Malfoy, odd name but then again I am not one to judge, now do you want a photo, autograph? and if so is that both written forms of Draco Malfoy, or the singular?" Harry snarked back to the gushing boy