CHAPTER ONE
Hermione's POV:
I woke up begrudgingly, due to the blaring alarm clock next to my bed. I mentally cursed as my feet hit the cold wood floors of my room.
"Hermione come downstairs for breakfast!" My father bellowed, "Your mother and I need to talk to you!"
I quickly put my hair up and brushed my hair before headed downstairs. I sat down at the breakfast table while my mom put a plate of toast and eggs in front of me, accompanied by a large cup of coffee. Gratefully sipping the strong brew, I asked, "What did you need to talk to me about?"
My father, nervously glancing at my mother started, "Mione, we need to tell you something."
He became quiet, so I nodded as to encourage him to continue.
"Mione, have you ever heard of the wizarding family, the Mancini? The line of Merlin?" My mother asked timidly.
I nodded in response, curious on how they were so informed on the most powerful wizarding family of all time.
"Well, during the first wizarding war, Edward and Evelyn Mancini had a baby girl, producing an heir. Voldemort hunted the little girl, wanting to kill her because she was a threat to his power. Mione you were that little girl. Your parents gave you to us when you were only 5 months old, because they knew Voldemort wouldn't look for you in the Muggle world."
I sat there trying to process it all, not able to comprehend the fact that I came from the most powerful pureblood line in history.
"What happened to my parents?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Voldemort killed them when he learned they hid you." My mother responded.
I felt a pang of sadness in my chest. It wasn't devastating, because I never knew them, but I was discouraged by the knowledge that I'd never get to know my birthparents.
"What does all this mean?" I asked my parents.
"Well, you have come of age to inherit what you parents left you. There is a vault at Gringotts that belongs to you, along with this letter." My parents handed me a weathered parcel with the intricate Mancini crest on it. I opened it and a letter and a key fell out. I first opened the letter and began to read:
My beautiful Hermione,
We are so sorry to leave you. If you are reading this, it means we have perished in the war and your muggle parents have taken care of you. Oh how we wish we'd been there to raise you. You and the Mancini Line are wizarding royalty. You will be considered a princess.
Your inheritance is all in Gringotts vault 53. You need only to use your full name, Hermione Regina Grace Mancini, and present the key. You will find a will in the vault with our savings. We love you and cherish you.
With Love,
Edward and Evelyn
I couldn't process it all. I ran to my room overwhelmed. But, after calming down a bit, I went back downstairs and hugged my parents and told them I was going to Diagon Alley to see this vault for myself. We had our goodbyes, and then I apparated outside of Gringotts.
With my letter in hand, I walked to the podium were one of the many Goblins sat.
"I would like to enter my vault."
"And what vault would that be?" the goblin responded in a bored tone, not looking up from his paper work.
"Vault 53."
The goblin looked up, doubt written in his expression.
"And what might your full name be?" He sneered.
"Hermione Regina Grace Mancini." I said with confidence.
The hall fell completely silent. All eyes turned to me.
"May the princess present her key?" He said cautiously.
I held out my key, which held the Mancini signant at the top. A collective gasp echoed through the marble hall. I heard whispers and assumptions from everyone present.
"Of course, Ms. Mancini. I will take you now." The previously haughty goblin responded with respect.
As we arrived at vault 53, and the goblin unlocked it, I gasped. There was endless amounts of gold and silver. Right at my feet was another envelope. I opened it to find the will my parents mentioned in their letter, along with a beautiful ring. I read the will, which informed me that I now own multiple estates and all of the money before me, along with three more vaults. With that knowledge, I moved onto the ring. It was a thin gold band, with a sizable emerald faceted at the top. The emerald was surrounded by diamonds. There was a small piece of parchment rolled up and stuck in the band. I unfurled it and read:
This is the Mancini Dynasty ring. It was crafted by Merlin himself and is given to every female hier of the Mancini line. It protects you from any and all curses ever cast to harm you. I give it to you for protection.
Evelyn
Intrigued, I slipped it on my right hand ring finger. When it burned me I yanked it off quickly, to see it left the Mancini Crest in an iridescent scar on where the gem had been previously. When I put the ring back on, it didn't burn.
Overwhelmed once again, I thanked the goblin and he took me back to the bank. I departed Gringotts, and apparated back home.
