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At number 4 Privet Drive, a single light illuminated a single window. Inside that window, sitting on an old tattered mattress, was a scrawny boy with broken glasses and a lightning bolt shaped scar. He was named Harry Potter and staring out into space.
A snake slithered up to him and laid his head down on Harry's thigh in an affectionate way, bringing him back to reality.
Harry had met this snake when he was weeding the Dursley's garden three years ago. It was then Harry found out he was a wizard. Promptly, he named it "Mortiferum" Latin for deadly. How a Black Mamba ended up in England, was unspecified because Mortiferum was a very private snake. But he did end up giving Harry advice, and he was the only reason Harry stayed with the dreadful Dursleys. However, Harry most appreciated Mortiferum because he opened Harry's eyes to the magical world. It was from Mortiferum that he learned he was a wizard and a parseltongue, and keeping him updated on the magical world. He learned about Hogwarts, a school for witches and wizards and had informed him of the going-ons of the magical world, Harry's status as the Boy-Who-lived. Harry hated it, that he was famous for nothing.
Before Harry could ask what had kept the Black Mamba out so late at night, (or early depending on the way one could look at it at 1:30 A.M) a bright glow appeared on Harry's desk, although most would call it a small white nightstand where a letter appeared.
'Ssssshould I open it?' Harry asked the pitch-black snake. It could not have been his Hogwarts letter yet it was only mid July.
'Only if you feel sssssafe youngling'
Cautiously, Harry observed the letter, that was sealed with a Gringotts "urgent" stamp.
The-boy-who-lived opened up the letter which read,
Dear Mr. Potter,
Not to waste any time, I will go straight to business. You are needed in the head goblin's office at 2:00 A.M. sharp, July 22. To not arouse suspicious eyes, this letter is a portkey to bring you straight to Gringotts bank. Further information will be discussed then.
May gold overflow your pockets,
Sharpclaw
Head of Gringotts
Based on what Mortiferum has told Harry, Gringotts was the magical bank run by goblins, so they are not to be messed with. A portkey was an object enchanted to instantly bring anyone touching it to a specific location.
"Shite! It leaves soon!"
Harry put on a fairly clean shirt and changed his pants and had Mortiferum slithered around his ankle before he felt the very unfamiliar tug on his navel, off he went to Gringotts.
A.N.
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