Chapter One- The birth of an assassin
Harry sat on his bed and looked at the clock. It pointed to 11:59.
"Happy Birthday to me…." He said. As the clock hit the midnight mark, immense pain shot through his body. Harry did his best to muffle his screams, and tears slid out of his eyes. Wow, first time in years he thought.
After what seemed like hours the pain subsided leaving him tired and sore. He stood up, only to fall back down again when he felt something on his back weighing him down. Harry gently got up again and looked at his back.
Harry's eyes grew wide, as he took in his new appendages. Yes. There were wings on his back. They were easily about 10 feet long and was deep purple in color, the color of magic, tipped with flame red. As he spread them out, well as far as it went in his tiny room, he noticed that his wings reflected moon light and glimed everywhere the moon touched. And as he looked at his mirror, he noticed that he now had red streaks in his hair and violet eyes, which contrasted sharply with his pale skin.
Then an owl fluttered in his room, making Harry fold his wings and take the letter.
He read.
Dear Mr. Potter
We sensed your magic spiking tonight and is assuming you went through your inheritance.
Please come to Gringotts to confirm your vaults and other items.
The port key is this letter and the activation word is Goddess of the Moon.
Rangnok
Harry just stared at the letter in amazement. I never knew I was a creature. "Goddess of the Moon" He whispered, and was pulled into a world of lights and spins.
As soon as the spinning stopped, he walked towards Rangnok. "Hi. Could you please explain what the bloody hell is happening to me?" Rangnok turned his beady eyes to him and said, "Mr. Potter, please follow me to my office.
Harry followed Rangnok to his office. The office was grey, with hints of dark amber within the room. He sat down to the chair opposite to the goblin and Rangnok started talking.
"Mr. Potter…" Harry stopped him. "Please call me Harry."
"Then, Harry, looking at your inheritance, you seem to be part moon angel, and part magical Cheshire. And you have a part of blocked inheritance of fire elf."
I tried to stop my mouth from dropping. "What? But My father was a pureblood and my mum a muggleborn."
Rangnok nodded. "Yes Harry that is true, but you were adopted. When Lady Potter found she couldn't give birth, she prayed to Lady Magic, Lady Hecate. Lady Magic gave away her own son to grow up in the wizard world she created. And that boy was Harrison Damien Jinx. You." The goblin passed him a folder with a small letter that confirmed what he just said. After looking at the block on the fire elf he met Rangnok's eyes.
"Could you erase the block on the elf?" he asked.
Rangnok nodded. "Brace yourself. It will hurt." Harrison nodded. And heard the goblin snap. Again, pain coursed through his veins and he blacked out. When his eyes focused again, he found himself on a red and purple bed, with a women next to his bed. She had long black hair and violet eyes. He smiled. "Mum"