Chapter two
"Enter stranger, but take heed
of what awaits the sin of greed
For those who take, but do not earn,
must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors,
a treasure that was never yours
Thief, you have been warned, beware
of finding more than treasure there."
Harry inwardly grinned at the writing on the door. He glanced down at Dobby. "I have to arrange a few things with the Goblins. Are you coming with me or do you want to wait here, for me?" he asked the elf calmly. Dobby gave his master a determined look. "Dobby will come with Master Harry" Harry nodded and pushed the doors of the bank open. He calmly stepped inside, feeling the wards brush against his core. He felt magic spike somewhere in the building and narrowed his eyes.
Dobby shrank at the looks the Goblin gave him. He didn't like Goblins, but for Harry he'd do anything. Even kiss one if that was what Harry wanted him to do. The house elf dutifully followed his master to a desk. He watched as his master tapped the desk.
The Goblin at the desk looked up. "Yes?" he drawled in a bored tone. "I wish to speak to the account manager of The Potter vaults" Harry said in a monotone voice. The Goblin's eyes widened and he gave a nod. "Yes, Mister Potter of course. Follow me"
Harry calmly followed the now exited Goblin, with Dobby close behind him. When they reached an office the Goblin pushed the door open. "Master Griphook, Mister Potter is here to see you" The Goblin inside looked up and gave a nod. "Send him in"
Harry stepped past the Goblin at the door and entered the office. Dobby quickly followed. "Mister Potter it is good to finally see you, please sit" Griphook gestured to a chair. Harry sat down and lowered his hood. He knew he could trust the Goblins not to harm him, no matter what he looked like. Griphook narrowed his eyes. "You look quite different than when we met last year, Mister Potter"
Harry gave the Goblin a tired look. "I have changed, Griphook. War does that to people. You know I have been a leader in the war. I told you what I had to do in order to defeat the Dark Lord and you know how I did it" Griphook nodded. "Yes, I still say you should have let us Goblins help you"
Harry shook his head. "You were not involved all that much. I could not ask you to destroy more than just the Cup of Helga Huffelpuff" Griphook frowned. "I have to admit that the cup was very well protected. It took many of us to break the curses on it, but we managed"
Harry nodded. "Thank you for your help Griphook. You and your people helped me more than my so called friends did" The green eyed wizard let out a growl. "That is partly why I am here. I wish to accept my inheritance in full and take up the mantle as the head of my houses."
Griphook began to grin, "Very well. We will do that immediately, I am sure you have...much to do today" Harry smirked, "Quite right my friend. Claiming what is mine is the first step." He thought back on what had happend last year, when he had gone to Gringotts to find out just how much he owned.
He had entered Gringotts discretely and had immediately asked to speak to his accountmanager. Griphook had been more than happy to see him, actually grinning in glee at the though of how much he would benefit to being the accountmanager of a wizard from at least two very wealthy families. The Goblin had in no way been prepared for what would happen.
"I wish to take an inheritance test. I have reason to believe I am more than just the heir to the Potter line"
Griphook grinned evilly and pulled out a vial filled with a black potion and a piece of parchment. "Put a drop of your blood in the potion, I will do the rest" Harry gave the Goblin a grin and did as instructed. With a knife he made a cut in his left hand, after taking off the glove. He let the blood drip into the vial. The cut healed immediately and he pulled the glove back on. He put the knife back in his sleeve and waited for the Goblin to pour the potion onto the parchment.
The parchment absorbed the black potion and soon words began to form. Griphook picked up the parchment and held it out to the young wizard in front of him. Harry read it over and let out an angered growl. "Dumbledore hid the fact that my mother was a pure blood witch from everyone!" he snarled out. Griphook nodded and gave Harry a grin. "Rest assured Mister Potter everything Dumbledore has financially done unjustly to you has been corrected by me personally"
Harry nodded and looked at the parchment again. It contained his name, birth date, his parents, to which house he was the heir of and how much money he had in total.
The parchment contained the following information.
"Name: Harrison James Potter Black Slytherin Gryffindor Peverell
Born on the 31 of July 1980 to James Potter and Lillian Potter nee Evans.
Heir to the Ancient and Noble house of Potter by inheritance through Father
Heir to the Ancient and Noble house of Black by inheritance through the will of Sirius Orion Black
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble house of Gryffindor by inheritance through father and magic
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble house of Slytherin by inheritance through mother, magic and defeat of the former Lord Tom Marvello Riddle Slytherin also known as The Dark Lord Voldemort
Heir to the Most Ancient and Royal House of Peverell, the Ancestral House of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter, by rights of inheritance through father and magic.
Emancipated: 1994 by means of the Goblet of fire, during the Triwizard tournament, and being recognised as being off age by:
The late A.P.W.B.Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot
The late Headmaster Igor Karkaroff, representative of Durmsteang Institute and the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic.
Madam Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy of magic.
The late Barty Crouch Snr, Ministry of Magic's Head of the Department of International Magical Co-operationLudo Bagman, Ministry of Magic's Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports.
Lordships:
Lord Potter by inheritance through Father
Lord Black by inheritance through the will of Sirius Orion Black
Prince Peverell by inheritance through father
Lord Gryffindor by inheritance through father and magic
Lord Slytherin by inheritance through mother, magic and defeat of the former Lord Tom Marvello Riddle Slytherin also known as The Dark Lord Voldemort
Potter Inheritance:
1 Family vault
1 Trust fund vault
1 Heirloom vault
1 Seat on the Wizengamot
Wizagenmot votes: 1
Black Inheritance:
1 Family vault
1 Heirloom vault
1 Seat on the Wizengamot
Wizagenmot votes: 1
Peverel Inheritance:
1 Family vault
1 Heirloom Vault
1 Seat on the WizengamotWizagenmot votes: 2
Slytherin Inheritance:
1 Family vault
1 Heirloom Vault
1\4 of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry
1\4 of the Hogwarts grounds
1 Seat on the Wizengamot
Wizagemmot votes: 2
Gryffindor Inheritance:
1 Family vault1 Heirloom vault
1\4 of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry
1 Seat on the Wizengamot
Wizagemmot votes: 2
Total of liquid assets: …..
Total owning of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry: 2\4 of the castle and the school grounds
Total of seats on the Wizagenmot: Eight
Assets:3/4 of the Daily Prophet
1/3 of Weasly's Wizarding Wheezes
1/5 of Madame Mallekins Clothes Shop3/10th of Grunnings Company
1/5th of Potions brewery Black Brewers and co
The Marauders hang out in: London France, America, Spain, Germany, Australia and Russia.Wolf den in: London France, America, Spain, Germany, Australia and Russia.
Prongs club in: France, America, Spain, Germany, Australia and Russia.Padfoots joke shop in London
Bloody Pleasure in: London, France, America, Spain, Germany, Australia and Russia."
Harry had put the parchment down and let out a sigh. "I can't believe I am probably the richest person on the planet" Griphook narrowed his eyes. "Yes, I can understand how you could not have known how important you really are. After all you grew up with muggles and was manipulated by Dumbledore" The Goblin had said the name of the former headmaster of Hogwarts with disdain.
Harry growled in anger as he remembered everything the old bastard had done to him and clenched his fists. Then he relaxed and grinned at Griphook, deciding to trust his friend with his greatest secret. "The only good thing that came from Dumbledore's actions was me accidentally gathering up three very powerful and Ancient items." He paused and fiddled with the ring on his right middle finger. " I am now the owner of The three Deathly Hallows"
That made Griphook gawk in shock. "That is impossible. You should be radiating an aura of death if you have all three of the Hallows in your possession!" The Goblin exclaimed with a hint of disbelief in his voice.
Harry grimaced and shot Dobby a look. The elf cringed as he remembered what happened right after his master killed Voldemort. He had sensed something was wrong with Harry and had apparated to his master's aid. When he saw the three items glow he immediately grabbed them and took his master to a safe place. What happened then scared Dobby almost to death. The three powerful items hand sunk into Harry's skin and made him glow. He'd grown pitch black wings and gained red eyes. A scythe had appeared next to him and the image of the god of death hovered over him before bowing and sinking in the teens skin.
Dobby blinked and shook his head. "Dobby remembers Master Harry Sir. Master Harry felt very frightening to Dobby. Dobby felt scared of masters powerful aura" Harry grimaced and looked at Griphook. "It took me a while to control my magic again but I managed. I am suppressing almost all l of it and I hide my aura of death with a couple of spells I got from Salazar Slytherin's books"
Griphook shook his head and took a breath. "Well you always find a way to surprise me my friend. Then he handed the young wizard five rings. The Potter ring had a miniature golden lion with blue stones for eyes attached to a golden band. The Black ring was made of pure silver and had a black unicorn head on it with a black stones embedded in it for eyes. The Gryffindor ring was a golden band with the head of a red and golden Gryffin on it. The Slytherin ring was a pure silver ring in the form of a snake's body. The snake's mouth was open and appeared to be biting an emerald green stone. The snake's tail seemed to push the emerald inside the snake's mouth.
"Claiming your inheritance is quite simple, place the rings on your fingers, the magic will do the rest, you will feel a slight prik as the ring take will take blood to bond to you. No other will be able to take them from you once the Bonding has finished"
Harry gave the Goblin a nod and took his gloves off. Then he slipped the rings on his fingers. The Potter ring went on his left index vinger, the Black ring went on his left middle finger, the Slytherin ring went on his left ring finger and the Gryffindor ring went on his right index finger.
He felt a slight twinge of pain in his fingers as his magic bonder to each ring and then settled down. Dobby too felt the magic of his master bond with five powerful rings. The elf shuddered as he felt the magic of the servant bond strengthen.
Harry glanced at the rings and shot Griphook grin. "I will enjoy going to seventh year at Hogwarts'' The Goblin grinned back. "I believe it will be a most interesting year young Lord Potter Black Slytherin Gryffindor, Prince Peverell" Harry cringed at that full title. "Please, Griphook, call me Harry. I hate formalities" Griphook grinned and gave the teen a nod. "Very well then Harry. I took the liberty of renting you a room at the leaky cauldron. In the name of the Goblin nation I also formally invite you to spend your birthday in the company of us Goblins''
Harry sighed and glanced at his rings. "I take it I will be changing into a creature?" He asked calmly. "You guess correctly, Harry. The Peverell family is related to the Most Ancient and Royal house of Dracul, part of the Vampire Noble Peerage. While you are not closely related enough to be an officially recognized member, you do posses the gene. And although the gene has been dormant for many generations I have reason to believe you will activate the gene due to your power" Griphook explained calmly. The teen groaned and let his head fall on the desk in front of him.
"Just what I need. I am already a mage, a Metamorphmagus and an Animorphmagus" He complained. The Goblin in front of him frowned. "If you are an Animorphmagus then it is possible that you will only gain the ability to gain wings quicker than you normally would, perhaps a thirst for blood as well. It is impossible to tell exactly how much you will change, we will know once you turn seventeen." Harry grumbled and sat up, rubbing his right temple. He wasn't overly happy with the news, but had grown used to weird, dangerous and unexpected things happening to him.
"Whatever you may inherit, know that the Goblin Nation will stand by your side and give you any aid you may require." Griphook told the wizard, grinning a little as he thought about how the wizards and Witches would react to their saviour being not entirely human. "That is a bit reassuring, Griphook thank you" Harry replied with a grateful smile.
The Goblin smirked and gave a nod. "You are most welcome, Harry," Said teen stifled a yawn and pulled up the hood of his cloak. "If you have nothing else to discuss with me then I will be going to the Leaky Cauldron. I am rather tired from the transformation process and require some rest" Gone was the relaxed teen and in his place sat a 16 year old emotionless, battle hardened wizard.
The teen slowly rose and gave a curt nod to his Goblin friend. "Keep a good eye on my investments in the muggle and magical world Griphook. I expect you will make sure that I lose as less money as possible" Griphook nodded. "Of course, I have already sold a few shareholdings and I took the liberty of buying parts of the most promising companies in both worlds"
Harry nodded. "Good you may take this to do with as you wish" The mage handed the Goblin a small shrunken box. The goblin frowned and turned it back to its original size. "May I ask what it is?" Harry smirked. "Just the skin of a fifty feet long Basilisk. I kept the fangs and the bones myself. I plan on using them to make a couple of deadly blades'' Griphook gawked. The Skin of a Basilisk was very valuable and could be sold for at least one million galleons. "I thank you Harry, this is a very valuable gift"
The green eyed mage shrugged. "You have done much for me, Griphook. You and your people have more than earned my respect and alliance. I merely give this to thank you for all that you and your people have done for me" Griphook nodded at that explanation and bowed his head. "May your gold flow richly and your enemies perish at your hand, Lord Harry"
Harry gave a small bow back. "May your Gold flow purely my friend and may you dance on the grave of your enemies" With that Harry leaves the bank with Dobby behind him.