With great pleasure, WulfStorm presents:
Remnant Legacy
A/N: I own nothing but the idea of this story; all rights belong to J.K. Rowling
Follow the Gray Cobblestone Road
The day was shaping out to be an interesting, eye-opening experience for Harry Potter. The day before, his whole world had been turned by a giant of a man entering into the shack he and his 'relatives' were staying the night to avoid the mysterious letters that had been appearing for over a week. Said giant the proceeded to tell him about a world of magic, that he was not only a part of, but his parents, whom he had never known of, were as well. The word "surprising" didn't even cover his feelings, and now not only was he going to what seemed to be a prestigious school, but he was well known in this world; even, dare he think it, beloved.
As he walked with Hagrid to the wizarding bank of Gringotts, Harry felt that this was only the beginning of the best day of his life. As the pair strode down Diagon Alley Harry looked at the different buildings, sights and people dressed in robes of all sorts of colors. Harigd just chuckled, "I know overwhelming ain't it?"
Harry could only nod, "I could wander here for days." He said.
Hagrid nodded "Maybe later, righ now we need to get yer school stuff."
At this Harry visibly deflated "but I don't have any money, Vernon and Petunia already made it clear that they don't want any 'freakishness' in their home."
"Now stop that! Of course you have money, its right there" Hagrid said, pointing towards the bank in front of them.
As they entered, Harry saw an inscription on the floor that read:
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.
"Like I said" Hagrid began as they approached the counters of the bank, "ye'll be mad to rob Gringotts." The counters were manned by small, molted creatures with long fingers, noses and ears with beady, black eyes.
"Gobins, crafty creatures, you mind yer manners Harry, ye'll learn that most wizards see anything that ain't human as beneath them."
The goblin looked up at them "yes?" he said expectantly.
"Mr. Potter would like to make a withdrawal."
The goblin gave an exasperated look at the giant, leaning over the desk at Harry "And does Mr. Potter have his key?" He said.
"Ah, I got it here abouts." Hagrid said ad began to sort through his pockets, the goblin directed his gaze towards the large man before sitting back in his chair with a huff.
Harry chose to speak, "umm, good day Mr. Goblin." He said nervously.
The goblin gave him a small smile at the attempt at politeness, "and a good day to you Mr. Potter, this is the first time you have seen a goblin I take it?"
Harry nodded, "actually, I just found out I'm a wizard this morning." Harry said excitedly.
He goblin's eyebrows raised "Truly? The magical community is under the impression that you were raised and trained as a magical child."
Harry shook his head, "no I lived with my muggle relatives and they don't like magic that much."
"Perhaps some introductory courses are called for, hmm?"
Before Harry could answer to this, Hagrid interrupted, "ah here's the little devil," pulling out a small key and handing it to the goblin.
After examining the key for authenticity, the goblin frowned, glancing at the large man, " why do you have Mr. Potter's key?"
Hagrid looked confused, "Professor Dumbledore gave me it to help pay for Harry's things."
"Be that as it may, it is Mr. Potter's key, should he not have it?"
Hagrid looked like he was going to protest, but Harry spoke up, "please Hagrid, it's mine, let's call it a birthday present; it would be my first." The boy said pleading. Hagrid sighed, but nodded, with that they were escorted by another goblin named Griphook. Together the two wizards and goblin took a mine cart ride that Harry found exciting, but Hagrid seemed to get sick during the ride. Finally, they came to a vault to use Harry's new key; as the door opened, light spilled out and Harry found himself facing piles of gold, silver and copper higher than him.
"All yours." Hagrid said.
"Well at least your trust vault." Griphook said, "money that has been set aside by your parents for the use of your upkeep and schooling, until you are of age to take up the title of Head of House." He explained seeing Harry's confused expression. Harry nodded and took enough gold to fill his pockets. After they boarded the cart again, they shot off until they came to another vault, upon reaching it, Griphook slid a finger down the door which dissolved.
"If anyone except a Gingotts goblin were to do that they would be sucked inside." The goblin said to Harry.
"How often do you check if anyone has?" the boy asked.
"About once every ten years or so." Was the reply
"Bit harsh don't you think."
"Goblins do not take kindly to thieves Mr. Potter; if we found anyone in there, they would meet a fate worse than death."
During the exchange Hagrid had retrieved a small, grubby package with a solemn look. Upon being asked about it Hagrid shook his head muttering about it being 'more than me job' his eyes never leaving the package. Deciding to let things go, Harry merely nodded.
The ride back was uneventful aside from Hagrid getting cart sick on the way back. As they reached the main lobby Harry heard a voice call out to him, "Mr. Potter, a moment if you would." Turning, Harry saw the same goblin that had greeted them earlier. The goblin marched to him and took his hand "Mr. Potter, you mentioned that you had just been informed of you heritage early this morning; if you are available before you leave for Hogwarts we would be happy to help you with the transition with a few lessons if you have the time." Harry thanked him as they exchanged grips; Hagrid quickly hurried Harry out of the bank.
Once they were out Hagrid said "alright Harry, now to get all yeh need fer school; got your list, good, let's see what's first?"
So they went purchasing all sorts of things such as dragon skin gloves; ('they don't mean penguin' Hagird had said) books on different subjects, and a pewter cauldron, Harry had learned that Hagrid would only purchase things as they were listed.
Later Hagrid sent him to be fitted for his robes while he went to by Harry a birthday present,. During the fit, he met a blonde haired boy who came off as arrogant and only seemed to care if Harry's parents were magical or not. Soon, Hagird had returned with said present which turned to be a beautiful snowy owl with amber eyes, Harry was of course overwhelmed and had trouble voicing his thanks, but Hagird seemed to understand.
Finally, it was time to purchase a wand, something that Harry had been looking forward to all day. They came to the front of a shop with a sign reading: Ollivander's- Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. As they entered the shop, they saw a middle-aged severe looking woman with dark hair pulled into a tight bun wearing a green robe. Beside her a girl about Harry's age with bushy brown hair, who was being handed a wand by an old man with moon-like eyes.
"Perfect Miss Granger, vine wood and dragon heartstring, this will serve you well; that will be seven galleons please" Raising his head, the old man called out "just a moment! Ah Mr. Hagrid its been some time, oak and unicorn hair, shame it was broken; you still have the pieces?"
Hagrid awkwardly shuffled about and twisted his umbrella with his hands, Harry was sure he knew where those pieces had ended up. The graying woman turned towards the large man, "Good day Hagrid, I was just seeing to Miss Granger's school needs; can I assume that you accomplished the task that the headmaster?" She asked
Hagrid nodded, "just got it, anyhow nice to meet you Miss Granger, fist year muggle born I take it?" The girl nodded extending her hand.
"Hermione Granger, pleasure to meet you Mr. Hagrid."
"Well that's great; you hear that Harry, Hermione is going to Hogwarts too!" Hagrid said turning to Harry, who smiled.
McGonagall's eyes widened, "Hagrid… is that really him? My goodness he looks just like James, except Lilly's eyes, hello Mr. Potter, I am Minerva McGonagal, I will be your transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, I knew your parents, and I know they would have given anything to be here on this day." She said kindly
Harry nodded shyly, not sure how to respond to this information, luckily the other incoming 1st year came up to introduce herself, easing the atmosphere. A throat being cleared alerted the group to the shopkeeper standing patiently "I have no problem with this conversation, but I would like to get Mr. Potter fitted for his wand."
The other occupants of the shop flushed before Harry walked up to the counter and the wandmaker started his work, first starting with having Harry try different wands, which started with property damage; first it was some of the ceramics being destroyed then the cabinets. While this was happening, the two Hogwarts staff went over to a corner to talk, "So how did the retrieval go?" McGonagall asked glancing at the young pair.
"Barely any trouble, err might 've lost me temper, muggles never told Harry about anything; didn't tell him about magic, they hate our world, told him Lilly and James died in a car crash."
The older woman shook her head, "I warned him, I warned Albus about leaving him with those muggles; he looks underfed."
Hagrid nodded, "yeah looked like he didn't get much, their son was a porker thought, tried to eat the cake I made Harry." McGonagall was grave, making a mental note to imform Dumbledore about this.
Shaking her head, she looked at the soon-to-be students as Harry tried another wand and blasted apart the shelves, Granger watching with interest and Ollivander enjoying the process of a difficult customer, "he's certainly powerful, who does he take after?"
"Mostly Lilly, though he does have his moments like 'is da."
The chandelier broke, Ollivander summoned a shield to protect the children and with another wave of his wand repaired everything; after which he retreated to the back of his shop, muttering. The two Hogwarts staff continued. "So how about Her-mio, er."
"Hermione" his coworker supplied.
"Right, so how did her parents take the introduction?"
"You know, that's the odd thing, her parents didn't seem surprised about the existence of our world or what their daughter was, expecting it in fact, over all it seems that there will be no problems with the transition."
"Huh, she reminds me o' Lilly at 'er age don't she?"
"aye" McGonagall's face softened briefly, "So excited and willing to learn, a perfect student, she'll do well with Fillius or myself."
At this Ollivander had finally returned from the back of his shop, bringing out a wand. Having Harry try it, emitting a shower of red and gold sparks which proved it to be a match, earning sheers from the rest of the shop's occupants. After, Ollivader was muttering "curious, very curious."
Harry noticing this asked: "Sorry sir, but what do you mean by curious?"
The aged man turned his moon-like eyes to Harry, "I remember every wand I've sold, every single one. It just so happens that the phoenix that gave the feather for your wand gave just one other. I find it curious that you would be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar." This was meet with gasps, Ollivander waited for the others to quiet down before continuing, "I think we can expe3ct great things from you Mr. Potter, after all He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did many great things, terrible yes, but great none the less."
Unnerved Harry quickly purchased the wand and left with the rest of the group.
After that Harry and Hagrid bid farewell to Hermione and Professor McGonagall with a promise between the two children to meet at school.
After finishing getting Harry's supplies Hagrid had taken them to a nearby station so Harry could take a train back to the Dursleys. Before the large man left, he gave Harry a train ticket to board the Hogwarts express, which was the train that ferried the students to the school, "Now Harry,"
Hagrid had said, "Keep hold to your ticket, keep it safe yer gonna need it to board, ok? I'll see you when you get off at Hogwarts station."
Harry had nodded and looked at the piece of paper and noticed something peculiar: "Hagrid this ticket says 'Platform 9 ¾, there's no such place is there?" as he looked up Hagrid was gone.
'And he's gone' Harry thought, 'Great.'
Running a hand through his hair, harry considered his options, either go back to the Durselys and be feared and hated for another month or so, or- he paused, or take the goblins up on there offer, Harry still had many questions about the magical world and he had a feeling that molted creatures were the only ones that could, or rather, would answer them. Turing on his heel, the young wizard began to make his way to Diagon Alley and the answers he sought.
A/N: Hello all, this is my second story, I know some of you are wondering about the title yes? To answer, when I began writing this story I had never watched RWBY, however I since watched it and have since enjoyed the story and look forward to season 4. As such I wanted to dedicate the beginning of this story to the Monty Oum Project to start with a new idea for any type of hobby. Also I just want to recognize all the writers like Rowling and Oum, who took a chance on an idea with creating new worlds and remaking old stories to fit a rising generation, may their own legacies last.
This will be a progressively powerful Harry story; meaning that he would be all powerful all of a sudden, but will gain multiple resources during his time at Hogwarts. Also, this will be a HarryXmulti story with the members being introduces as the story goes on. I will also try and write notes at the end of each chapter- starting with the next chapter on my views of each girl and their roles in this genre of FanFiction as I have seen as a reader your and other author's works.