"Naruto! the Matron wants you!" Sighing I stood up blowing my blond hair out of my eyes. 'The Matrons calling me, that means Someone's blamed me for something, again… Or she's trying to get someone to adopt me again.' The bad thing was I didn't know which one was worse.

Acting like a happy tool, Or getting beaten… hm… the choice was harder than you would think.

Shaking my head I made my way downstairs as my room was in the attic. Only to see The Matron, standing in front of the interview room. which meant she was trying to get me adopted again…

Great I would rather take the beating." Sighing again as I stopped in front of the Matron. She only gave me a chilly glare before stating in the screechiest voice I have ever heard.

"You had better not screw this up boy." Saying boy like it was insult to the word to describe me with it. "Yes Matron." I replied rolling my eyes when she said in the same screechy voice. "What did you say!" putting a face splitting grin and opening my blue eyes all the way, I spoke "Yes Matron." in a polite tone. If anyone else was in the hallway they would swear my eyes were sparkling.

Sometimes I scare myself with how good I am at acting.

The matron nodded before opening the door to the interview room. I walked in hearing the door slam behind me I looked at the room.

It was a bland gray room with no windows or any furniture beside two chair on either side of the table. The chair on the opposite side of the table was being occupied by a tall thin man with black hair and coal black eyes.

Ironically he was also wearing black robes and trousers.

'From now on I'm going to mentally refer to you as blacky if you have any complaints voice them now.' I thought sarcastically.

Blacky was sitting down, rubbing his temples like he had a headache while leaning back into the chair, he was also staring at me like he was trying to damn me into hell… But it was nowhere near the level of the Matron on a bad day.

So with my false smile still splitting my face I sat down in my chair like a normal eleven year old kicking my feet excitedly, wiggling about like I was struggling to stay still.

A picture perfect copy of an overly energetic eleven year old.

"So mis-" I started like always before Blacky cut me off. "If you are going to speak to me Wipe that horribly fake smile off of your face… And my name is Severus Snape, not Blacky." he said monotonously.

Immediately my smile disappeared I stopped kicking my legs, propped my head up against my arm, eyelids drooped in boredom. Opening my mouth Snape looked at me no doubt thinking I would say something dumb about seeing through my 'mask' or how no one else had, but I would have to speak eventually.

"How about Snivellus then?" The man face planted as a genuine albeit a bit mischievous smile formed on my face.

The start of a brilliant year none the less.

-Next day-

"So you were telling the truth." I said looking up and down Diagon alley. "If you didn't believe me why did you come with me in the first place?" Bla-Snape said in frustration. "Simple, anywhere is better than the Orphanage." I said shrugging my shoulders.

Sighing dramatically Snape responded "Well than, first stop would be Gringotts Bank." he said walking off in a random direction, I followed soon after.

Passing shops that sold things from, Self stirring cauldrons, a box of blast ended skrewts, and a cage full of "Freshly caught" Cornish Pixies.

when they finally arrived at Gringotts, which turned out to be a giant building with gold letter spelling it's name.

Along with a rhyme engraved onto the silver doors.

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 What's Beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

For you may find more than treasure their.

The rhyme was creepy if not a clever way to dissuade robbers though not very welcoming to those estranged to the wizarding world. Pushing the silver doors open I managed to keep myself from staring at what I could guess where goblins.

My unasked question was soon answered "Gringotts the only wizarding bank owned, and operated by Goblins." Silently nodding I continued admiring the imposing hall filled with goblins running back and forth doing hundreds of different tasks.

Finally we stopped in front of a goblin on a tall podium type thing with gold inlay, the goblin was wearing spectacles and was apparently doing something really important, as he didn't even notice we were there.

Unlike other eleven year olds who would take insult and start yelling or try and get his attention I simply looked around in wonder, as even though I had yet to see any magic, I could practically feel it overflowing throughout the room.

I felt like a fish in the middle of the ocean, like any second now I would be swept up in the current… Like a ship stuck in a maelstrom-

*Ahem*

knocked out my revelry I looked up to see the goblin looking down as me and snape seemingly finished with his work.

Out habit I bowed a little, as According to the Matron, "It's Polite Now do it!" the goblin showing a little surprise at the show of respect, looked to Blacky for what we needed.

" We would like to test to see if he is related to any, inactive accounts if not then a trip to my vault would be necessary." Snape spoke in his usual monotone.

The goblin now named Griphook, nodded digging pulled a copper pot webbed in intricate engravings, and handed it to snape. who in return gabbed my hand, paused before saying "We need to test your blood." before tapping my finger with his wand.

Shortly afterwards a small cut formed and a little blood gushed out before dripping into the copper pot that snape had moved underneath.

Handing the pot back to Griphook, he released my hand before looking to grip who no longer had the pot in hand. But he did have a strangely gobbed smacked expression… which on a goblin just didn't look right.

He looked at me before blinking, once, twice, and a third time before speaking. "There is an inactive account for him however… It's the Ravenclaw vault…" Snape blinked for a moment before nodding and gesturing for Griphook to lead the way.

Following Griphook to a sort of roller coaster thing, we hopped on, as it shot off at an unimaginable speed.

In A few minutes I had lost track on how far underground we were, as we went by I thought I heard a roar that was reminiscent of dragon, before stopping on a corridor that was strangely dark and seemed almost like it hadn't been used in centuries.

The torches were unlit and the entire area was covered in spiderwebs, however after Griphook lit the torches I was able to see four doors each right next to the other.

Surprising each was bland besides the crest in the middle of each door.

On the far right and the furthest from the entryway was a lion with gold trim, to the left was serpent with silver trim, the next was a badger with gold trim, and the last was a raven with silver trim.

Griphook walked towards the last one before trailing his hand down frame he he pushed the door open. Snapes eyes widened Griphook gaped openly.

Wondering what they were looking at I hopped out of the cart and walked out and stood next to snape before looking into the vault.

Pointing at the vault I asked "Is that mine?" They both nodded mechanically.

Looking back at this moment and all of the gold I was seeing I am completely and utterly unashamed that I tried to swim in it.

NO FLAMES PUNY MORTALS

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