AN: This if my first story that I will be posting on although I read a lot of them. I'm hoping it's better than I actually think it is.

Disclaimer: I didn't have a wand so I tried waving a stick and saying accio rights to Harry Potter. I even tried conjuring them. It didn't work so unfortunately I don't own any part of Harry Potter. The only think I can claim ownership to is the plot and how this story occurs.


Hermione looked across the short hedge that separated her parent's property from that of their neighbors and her best friend Harry. She knew at some point this morning, he would give her the signal and she was both nervous and excited for this to happen. It had been something they had been planning since they were six years old and they met Nagini. It was around Christmastime. She remembered so easily because Nagini had almost been frozen with the cold and Harry had taken Nagini inside to his cupboard to both hide her and warm her. All three had been friends ever since.

Mya, my dear. You need to at least pretend to be doing what the filthy muggles want you to do. Harry said the signal will come in about five minutes then to run straight down Hydrangea Lane and he will meet you there. He says run four blocks. I will be going with you to protect you just in case they see.

Hermione sighed in relief. Thanks Nagini. You're such a beautiful snake. I've been….nervous. I want this so badly I'm just afraid something bad will happen.

I won't let anything happen to either of you. We are going to the goblins and they will help. I don't know about the rest of the heritage, but I know Harry is Lord Potter and that alone makes him richer than Midas.

Hermione smirked. He'll love it. Do you think I have any magical heritage? Maybe I'm not a filthy muggleborn.

I keep telling you. For one even if you were you can't hate yourself because of your hatred for muggles. Second of all, I can see that this is not your real appearance dear. There's one under this one. The goblins can fix that too.

Nagini! The signal! Crawl up. Hermione lowered her arm for the snake and Nagini wrapped tightly around her waist and then Hermione took off like a bat out of hell. She ran the required four blocks and then hid amongst bushes. Harry was supposed to run five, take a left to come to the street she was on and then double back for her.

After a few minutes of waiting, Hermione felt Harry beside her rather than heard and she relaxed.

Hey Harry. Nagini? You ready? We need you to push us the picture and then we will use it to do the teleporting thing.

Nagini pushed a picture of an alleyway into their minds and they held hands before easily teleporting to the alleyway that Nagini had shown them.

Nagini, for her part, was as smug as a snake could be. She knew that her younglings were powerful. She knew it!

Okay Nagini, now what? Hermione looked expectantly at the snake.

Now Mya, we will walk around the corner, through the Leaky Cauldron, tap some bricks with your finger and push magic through, and then step into Diagon Alley. Then all the way to the end and into the gigantic building known as Gringotts, the Wizarding Bank.

The two children grinned and did as they were told.


"Excuse us, sir. We need to see the director. It is very urgent and secret business that needs taken care of with absolute secrecy." Harry looked at the teller and slightly brushed the hair from his forehead to reveal his scar at Nagini's hissed command.

The goblin, for his part, simply allowed his eyes to widen slightly and he nodded. "Very well, sir; if you will please follow me."

Harry, Mya, and Nagini followed the goblin in silence and were led to a door that had jewels encrusted into it. The goblin opened the doors and announced them to Ragnok, who was apparently the King of the Goblin Nation. Talk about your intimidating people to meet.

Harry brushed it off immediately and led Mya to a seat, acting the part of a gentleman as he held her hand lightly as she sat primly in the seat.

Nagini was proud of her younglings for utilizing their lessons so easily and moved slightly so she was still wrapped around Mya's waist but her head rested on the girl's shoulder.

"Lord Potter-"

"Please, call me Harry."

"Alright, you can call me Ragnok. Harry, we at Gringotts, realize that you are only nine years old. And while this would be improper were the Ministry to find out, we don't intend for that to happen. We wish you to take of Lordship duties for any houses that you eligible to do so with."

"I find that acceptable. And when would it become common knowledge, Ragnok?"

"Any time after you turn eleven, at your discretion."

Harry smiled politely and nodded.


Harry grimaced as blood dripped from his hand and Mya's on two separate sheets of what Nagini said was called parchment. A few minutes later, writing bloomed before their very eyes.

Ragnok waited until the writing finished before picking up both.

"Alright. Harry is Lord of Potter, Peverall, Black, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, Lestrange because of Black, Riddle and Evans. Huh, guess your mother wasn't muggleborn. Interesting and surprising….Mya is….okay, that is much more interesting. Didn't you say your name was Hermione Granger?"

"To the best of my knowledge, it is."

"Not very true. Not very true at all."

"Well, then what is my name?" She glared slightly at the goblin.

"Maia Lyra Athena Arabella Malfoy."

Mya raised an eyebrow. "Oh Joy. Harry, we need a new nickname for me. That's longer than just Hermione!"

"But easier to say." He laughed as she swatted his arm. "We could just have you going by Arabella Malfoy." He turned to the goblin. "Are her parents still alive?"

Ragnok nodded dumbly.

"Great, then I'll do whatever necessary to change my name back to my legally intended name and then we can figure some more things out."

"Well you actually…muggle name changes don't really apply to pureblooded witches unless they do it themselves through the magical world to begin with….your name never was legally changed."

"Great, well, Mya, you can go by Arabella Malfoy."

"Hmm, I like Arabella. A lot. I agree."

Harry grinned at her and she rolled her eyes.


An hour later, they had been taken to the Riddle vault because that's where Nagini wanted to go and she was ordering them to grab various items from the bank vault.

Nagini, what is this book?

What is it called, Arabella?

It's called Moste Potente Potions and there is another one called A Thousand Dark Rituals.

You can grab both if you like and we can just look at them later.

Arabella, formerly Mya, smiled and shoved them into the bag the goblins had supplied them with that they said had what was called an undetectable expandable charm on it.

Alright, are you and Nagini done, Ari?

Yes dad. Hermione smirked at him and Nagini looked like she was as well. He rolled his eyes. "Children," was his only comment.

They visited each vault they had inherited and picked up only items they thought looked like either good study material or just plain useful. They would have picked up money but the goblins said not to bother. They apparently had a plan that was a surprise.

When all the vault visiting was done, they took a cart back to the top and waited, somewhat impatiently, for Ragnok to reappear with his so called "genius plan."

When he finally did and showed them the plan, to say they were shocked would have been an understatement.

"You're telling me that we have blocks on our magic that you are going to remove and then we are going to take goblin made potions that make us have full control over our currently locked metamorphmagus abilities that allow us to change our appearance to whatever we want, in this case an adult. Added to that is once we choose an appearance you will be outfitting us fully with any and all identification and papers we would need that will pass off as real copies in the muggle world and a credit card that can be used in either world?" Arabella raised an eyebrow at him and he turned to Harry before speaking.

"Is this a trick question?" Ragnok was stage whispering as Arabella eyed him.

"I don't…think so. It could be I suppose. Ignore her and let's just get things done." Harry winced as Arabella glared balefully at him.

Ragnok chuckled slightly.

"Sleep with one eye open, Harry. One eye open." Arabella spoke in a very menacing tone.

"Yes princess. Whatever your desire." He smirked when she rolled her eyes.

"You're annoying Potter."

"But you love me, Malfoy."

They both started laughing.


Two hours after that incident, Harry (who they found out was actually named Hadrian) and Arabella came out of the bank looking like completely different people.

In her new Arabella Grace Black persona, Arabella had hair that went just past her shoulder blades. It was black as night and completely straightened, not a curl in sight. Her eyes were a deep violet in color and her skin completely porcelain. The skin was the only thing that came from the appearance she was born with. She was six inches shorter than harry at 5'5" and she grinned at her new "husband".

Hadrian Orion Black had brown hair and blue eyes that were relatively dark in color and according to Arabella, looked amazing. He was 5'11" and filled out very well. He offered his arm to his "wife" with proper gentlemanly behavior.

Nagini, for her part, was simply snuggled around Arabella's waist under the robes the goblins had supplied for the two with her head poking out by Arabella's throat.

Hadrian carried over four million in pounds on him in an extendable wallet.

"Hadrian, you do realize that in the muggle world, it would be seen as odd to carry that much?"

"Well it's not like the stupid muggles are going to see it all at once. Come on, we have some shopping to do. First, Knockturn Alley."

They entered the Alley with a certain about of trepidation and quickly made their way to the wand shop that had residence there. They entered and the bell over the door went off.

"Hello, how are you today?"

"Fine, thank you. My name is Hadrian Black and this is my wife Arabella. We need custom made wands, the both of us. And we rather need something that won't…catch the eyes of the Ministry if you get my meaning."

"Yes sir. Just follow me to the back room."

The two children turned adults followed the man. He seemed friendly for being in Knockturn Alley, of course they knew it was simply because he sold non Ministry approved wands in his shop so they ignored the location.

"Which of you would like to go first?"

"My wife will. She's heard such great things about your skills."

"Oh, thank you milord."

"How do you know I'm a lord?"

"Your last name sir. You're quite obviously a pureblood. You hold yourself far above the muggle filth."

Hadrian smirked and nodded slightly as Arabella rolled her eyes and just let her hand float over the different woods, cores and then gems. After about ten minutes, she brought five items to the wandmaker.

"Blackthorn and Bloodwood. Good for power, dueling and the Dark Arts. Basilisk Skin, usually bonds with parselmouths. Werewolf nails. Best for hexes, jinxes, and curses. Seems like it will make a great want for such a beautiful young lady. And a bloodstone for prosperity and good health. Yes, I can have this made within the hour. And if you soak your wand in your own blood overnight then it will be so much more powerful."

As the wandmaker talked, Hadrian had been moving around the backroom and now came back to him with his own wand parts.

"For the young man it will be aspen and bloodwood. Good for the same things. Basilisk skin. Werewolf saliva. That's good for potions. Oh, and an Emerald. Good for all of the mental arts. Very good sir. Two hours total and both will be made. Same goes with the blood for you."

"Thank you sir. We will return later. We have more shopping to accomplish. Where might the best trunk shop be?"

"Well for a normal school sized trunk, there's one by the bookstore in Diagon. For better, custom made ones, two shops to the right of this one."

"Thank you. See you later."

Hadrian took Arabella's hand and led her from the shop.

Very impressive wands.

Thanks Nagini.


They ended up at the bookshop around three hours later and were buying a copy of every single book in the store and ordering ones they didn't. Those books would be shrunk and delivered to them at the earliest possible time.

To say the storekeeper was shocked when the price came up at well over 100,000 galleons and Hadrian didn't even blink would be an understatement.

Arabella laughed at the man and gracefully used her newly gotten wand to close his mouth which had fallen open in shock. He nodded a quick thanks to her.

"The books, storekeep, if you would. I would like them levitated into the trunk. We will organize them ourselves later. Thank you."

They left the shop. Arabella smirked at him.

Harry, don't scare the locals.

Shush Ari.

Ari? What happened to Mya?

Well it wasn't your name. I can still call you that if you want.

No, just call me Arabella though. Ari when we are alone or when we finally go to Hogwarts but since we are impersonating a married couple we really shouldn't use nicknames.

As you wish, my lady.

Arabella just laughed some more as they headed out into muggle London, the trunk shrunken and in Hadrian's pocket.


AN: Working on Chapter 2 now. I know Chapter 1 probably isn't the best. I tried to fix any mistakes that I could find but I may have missed one or more. Hoping to have chapter 2 out by 5/2/15. Here's hoping. Please review!