Harry Potter, Lord of Magic
Summary: What if Harry Potter was pulled aside during his first visit to Gringotts? What if he had many blocks on his magic and abilities removed, and was not only lord of many ancient and noble houses, but was also the heir of the wizarding throne itself? Dark Harry. Soul bond fic HP/NT may add just one more girl eventually. Adult themes later in this story, hence the rating.
Chapter 1
When Harry Potter was pulled aside at the wizarding bank Gringotts, he never expected it to change his life forever.
It was a simple enough thing:
"MR. Potter, could I speak to you privately about the status of your vaults"? One of the goblins had asked.
"Of course", Harry said.
He was immediately ushered into an office, and the door was shut.
"MR. Potter, I'm Slip blade, your account manager".
"It's nice to meet you", Harry said.
"Now, to business".
"Are you aware that there have been multiple attempts to withdraw money from your vault over the years"?
"No, Harry responded".
"Well, we didn't think that we should allow this seeing that you are the only person who should have access to this".
They then proceeded to go through a list of attempted transactions.
By the end, Harry was furious—Albus Dumbledore had attempted to withdraw over 1000000 galleons—an exorbitant amount, on several occasions.
He had made excuse after excuse including that it was for Harry's care.
When however the goblins had attempted to gained Harry's permission, the request was withdrawn.
He had attempted to make several similar withdrawals over the years, but the goblins had blocked him each time.
"What else haven't I been told"? Harry asked—his face twisting into a very angry look.
"Are you aware of all of the houses that you are set to inherit"?
"No—could you explain what you are referring to"?
Slip blade then explained the concepts of ancient and noble houses.
In total, Harry was somehow lord of the following houses:
Potter, Black, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin (by conquest), and a name that couldn't be translated in English well. The closest however was death—it was one of the oldest houses, and it had vaults at the bank since its creation over 1500 years previously.
This house was most famous for 3 artifacts that 3 very powerful wizards had created—the close of invisibility, the wand of destiny, and the resurrection stone.
He was briefed on what these were.
"Mr. Potter, If I may make a suggestion: it may be a sensible idea to check for any restrictions placed on your abilities or magic", slip blade said.
"If that can be arranged, then that would be much appreciated".
"Very well, MR. Potter—please place your hand on this paper and it will draw a blood sample and write any problems that it finds".
Harry then did this and the sheet rapidly began to fill after a brief stinging sensation passed through his hand.
Harry names potter.
Age: 11
Lordships: none claimed, but can be claimed whenever he feels it necessary dew to ancient laws.
Marital status: soul bond detected, unable to determine recipient at this time.
Abilities:
Full shape changing Metamorphmagus: 99.95% blocked by APWB Dumbledore
Multi Animagus: 100% blocked by APWB Dumbledore
Speaker (all animals): 99% blocked (snakes unblocked
) by APWB Dumbledore
Wandless magic: 100% blocked by APWB Dumbledore
Wand Magic: 90% blocked by APWB Dumbledore
Mage sight: 100% blocked by APWB Dumbledore.
Recommendation: Full cleansing ritual.
Harry was furious at this point.
"What am I to do"?
"He has blocked the majority of my abilities"...
"This is very worrying", slip blade responded.
"We can perform a full cleansing ritual—this will reverse all of this damage".
"And the price of this"?
"It is 100 galleons—we can withdraw them directly from your vault, if you wish".
"Make it so", Harry said.
"Very well, if you will follow me".
Harry stood up and followed the goblin to a small chamber with a bed in it.
"Please lie down, and we will proceed".
Harry lay down and he immediately fell into a very deep comatose state.
When Harry awoke, he immediately noticed a change.
He could actually see the magic in the bank.
The best part was that he no longer needed glasses.
He stood up, and immediately noticed something—his pants were very short on him.
He looked down at his body to see that he had grown considerably and was now tall for 11.
He thought about going back to his original height, focused, and his body immediately rippled as if it was made of a liquid, before shrinking.
"Ah, I see that you experimenting with your shape changing abilities—full shape changers are very rare", slip blade said re-entering the room.
"We were able to remove all of the blocks. Just one more thing before you leave: are you interested in claiming your lordships now or at a later time"?
"I may do it now if I am able, as having the more power is always a good thing".
Slip blade then proceeded to gesture Harry back into the office they had used previously, and he produced 7 rings.
"If you could simply slide these onto your fingers, they should accept you".
Harry then proceeded to slide the rings only his fingers—starting with the Potter ring, Then Black and so forth.
Each time he did, he had a flash of knowledge entering his mind—including how to use his shape changing abilities in full, as well as knowledge of the 3 items known as the deathly hallows.
He also received some very interesting information from the black family ring, magic that he vowed that he would study and learn.
He also had the locations of several properties including #12 Grimmauld place, the current home of the black family.
Another thing that he received was knowledge on the pureblood customs of the magical world.
There was much more, but he decided to sort through it later.
He used the knowledge of Occlumency that had popped into his head to organize then in a library, based on the house where they had come from.
"Thank you very much for your assistance today—take a 2% increase in your pay", Harry said to slip blade.
"Thank you, Lord Potter".
Harry was then directed down to one of his vaults—he decided to use the Black vault.
When he entered, he saw a large room filled with gold galleons.
But before he was able to make it over there, he felt a strong tugging sensation in the direction of a box on a pedestal.
When he opened it, he saw an ebony wand sitting in it.
It had the black family crest on the handle, and it looked very old.
He picked it up, and heard an ancient sounding voice in his mind:
'Welcome, master—it has been over 1000 years since my last mater died—now, I have found you worthy to wield me'.
His head was immediately filled with knowledge of a man simply known as Black—the original creator of the Black family.
He also received all of his knowledge of magic, which was considerable.
He was also the only other full shape-changing Metamorphmagus to be born—until Harry.
'Whenever you have need of me, please simply call', the wand's ancient sounding voice echoed.
'Thank you', Harry thought back.
Harry then grabbed several hand full's of galleons, and placed them into a bag.
He couldn't really take too much, as with the accumulated interest of all of his vaults, he would never run out.
Even the black or Potter vaults generated enough for a family to live lavishly without any further income.
As he left the bank, he met up with Hagrid, the massive man who had been sent to escort him around the alley.
"All right harry"? Hagrid asked.
"Fine Hagrid, just had to clear some family business up", harry said back.
"All right, let's just shoot down to Ollivander the wand maker's shop, so he can get you a wand".
Harry debated whether to tell Hagrid that he already had one, but decided against it.
Hagrid left him at the dusty shop, saying that he had to get some air.
An ancient looking man entered then, and glanced at Harry in surprise.
"Ah, lord, a pleasure to have you in my shop".
Harry was in shock as after he had put his rings on, he had willed them invisible.
"How do you know my status"?
"I know May things", the man replied.
"You already have a wand; I can see that it has bonded to you. But a spare would be useful".
They tried several hundred wands before the man who Harry assumed was Ollivander said that he would be right back.
He returned with a wand of holly and phoenix feather.
"I never thought that I would sell this wand, but I think for you it may just work"...
As soon as Harry held it, he felt a terrible burning sensation in his hand.
"Oh dear, I don't think that this wand will work for you", Ollivander said just as it disintegrated.
"Well, I'm afraid that you are far too powerful for any wands in this shop".
"I just suggest that you stick with the one that you have. It is very powerful and I think it will serve you well".
"Thanks for your help and trying", Harry said.
"You are welcome".
"Can I interest you in a wand holster—only 5 galleons. I wouldn't normally just give these out, but for you—I think that you will need it".
"Thank you", Harry said.
After paying, Harry strapped the holster to his arm and slid his wand in.
"Thank you again", Harry said before he exited the shop.
"Ah, Harry—Happy birthday", Hagrid said as he presented a cage to harry.
It contained a snowy owl. Harry could hear her(as he knew it was female based on the voice) speaking, but he decided to act as if he couldn't understand for the time being, just until he got away from Hagrid.
"Thank you very much Hagrid".
"You're welcome Harry".
Harry had purchased robes, all of his books, and other things.
He was walking by the magical menagerie when he heard an angry hissing voice:
/These stupid humans. They can't talk to me; I just sit here all day. I'm a basilisk—I shouldn't be just sitting here wearing an eye shade/.
"Hagrid, I'm just going to look in here for a second", Harry said before ducking inside while Hagrid waited for him.
/Hello, my friend/, Harry hissed as he saw a 10-foot-long snake that was a dark gray. Its eyes were covered with a strange eye-shade.
/Is that a speaker/?
/I've never encountered one before/, the snake responded.
/I am a speaker/, Harry said.
/Then I would love to get out of here and become a familiar to you—you have no idea how dismal it can get in here/.
/If you will allow me to make a small incision on your hand, I can bond to you—I give my word as a high serpent that I will not harm you/.
/all right/, Harry said.
The shop manager screamed something about that being a basilisk and being extremely poisonous as Harry stuck his hand through the bars.
/Here we go/, the snake said before scraping one if it's fangs over his palm.
Harry felt a brief stinging, before it stopped.
/It is done, is there a way that I can get out of this stupid box/?
/Of course/, Harry said.
"I'll take this snake, Harry said to the shop manager who was still in shock after seeing the display that had just been performed.
He slowly said that it was going to be 100 galleons as these snakes were very rare. Harry produced the amount from his money bag, and handed it over.
As he left, he hissed:
/If I take this eye shade off you, are you going to kill everyone you look at/?
/Of course not, I have an inner eye lid that I can close—and anyways, I couldn't kill you even if I wanted to as I am now you're familiar/.
He removed the eye shade and tossed it away.
/My name is harrying by the way/, Harry said.
/and I am called Sareth/, the snake responded in female voice.
/Sareth—that is a good name/, Harry hissed back.
Sareth then surprised harry by compacting herself and rapping around Harry's body by slithering underneath his clothing.
It felt rather strange at first, but Harry grew accustomed to it.
/If you could hide yourself for the time being that would be appreciated/, Harry softly hissed.
The head that had been sticking out from the collar of his over large shirt quickly disappeared.
He immerged from the menagerie, grabbed all of his shopping and his owl's cage.
"Can I take you back to your relatives now harry"? Hagrid asked.
"Hagrid, I should e okay to get back from here", Harry said.
Hagrid didn't question him, just handed him a ticket for the Hogwarts express leaving on September 1st at kings cross from platform 9 and ¾.
"See you at school Harry", Hagrid said before disappearing into the crowd.
Harry was left wondering where platform 9 and ¾ was.
Harry decided that after all of the shit that he had put up with from his stupid Muggle relatives, he wasn't going back there.
He decided to go to #12 Grimmauld place which was the main black property.
He knew it was well protected and was hidden and Unplottable.
He focused on the black ring, and the location appeared in his mind.
He considered Apparating—a skill that he had picked up during his influx of magic, but decided against it as the ministry could detect it.
/Sareth, does your serpent species have any magical transportation methods/?
/Yes, we can use a form of transportation similar to Apparation that wizards use, but very few of us can/.
/Then would you be able to transport me to a location if I send it into your mind/?
/Yes, I should be able/, she responded.
Using his familiar bond, he sent an image if Grimmauld place and the surrounding area it her.
/I should be able to get you close/, she said.
/Hold all of your items securely, and I will transport you/,
She then squeezed Harry tightly in her coils and the world felt as if everything was being squeezed through an icy tube.
When he immerged, his owl who he had yet to communicate with was complaining about the stupid human who had just done a thing that felt very uncomfortable.
Harry looked around. He was on a street with a house that said #12 Grimmauld place on the door.
He realized by activating his mage sight that it was behind many wars.
He walked up the steppes, drew out his wand, and tapped it on the door.
The affect was instantaneous.
A flash of magic went through him, restoring the house to its entire splendor.
He heard a small mental communication from the wards:
'Welcome, lord black'.
Harry then pushed the door open.
As he closed it behind him, he locked it with a tap of his wand.
Gas lights flickered to life throughout the house and he then cried out:
"Instigate full restoration and clear access list. Leave no name accept lord black".
The wards flashed as his order was understood.
From his ring, Harry understood all of the secrets of this house, including the wards that could be controlled by voice.
A painting on the wall immediately caught his attention.
It had a middle aged looking woman, and he recognized her as the lady black.
She surprised him by bowing low and stating:
"Welcome, Lord Black. If there is anything that I can assist you with, I am at your full disposal".
"Thank you, lady Walburga", Harry said.
He then communicated with his owl:
/Hello/, Harry said surprised when a strange hooting noise came from his mouth.
He could understand it as English, but there was a certain owlish quality to it.
The owl looked at him in surprise and then said:
/It has been a long time since there was a human who could communicate with my kind. I am known as Hedwig, and I believe I know who you are—Harry potter, many owls speak of you/.
Harry was slightly surprised that even owls were familiar with his name, but he guessed they were far more intelligent than normal non magical owls.
/It is an honor to meet you, Hedwig, this is my familiar, Sareth/ Harry said as he pulled his jacked open to reveal Sareth still wrapped around his body.
/Ah, she is your familiar, I see/ Hedwig responded.
/Yes/.
/Sareth, I
M not sure if there is any way that you can hide yourself while I am at Hogwarts—do you know of a way/?
/Yes, I can do this/, she said before disappearing into a strange serpent like marking that encased Harry's body.
'I can talk to you telepathically in this form' she said before reverting to her previous position.
Harry spent the rest of the summer madly training, refining all of his powers.
Walburga assisted him greatly, although she was surprised that he had obtained knowledge from the rings as it was very rare for them to expose all of it. They would normally just give the wearers crucial information.
She became more of a motherly figure in Harry's life, and would frequently follow Harry around from frame to frame keeping an eye on him.
The elderly house elf, Creature was very helpful at re-stocking the house and preparing meals.
By the time that the end of august was approaching, harry felt truly prepared for Hogwarts and whatever madness it would throw at him.
A/N:
First chapter...
I'm sorry if it is rather messy, it will get better as my writing improves.
This will be a soul bond fic between Harry and Nymphadora Tonks—this will occur in the next chapter.
Andromeda Nymphadora, and Ted Tonks will be darker in this story—this will be explained.
I will also have Harry making full use of his communication with animals as well as his Metamorphmagus, mage sight, and multi Animagus forms throughout this story.
I hope that you enjoy.
As a fantastic writer DZ2 would say:
If you don't like it, then please just don't read it.
Hope you liked this chapter, please review and tell me what you liked/didn't like.
Thanks for reading.