Professor Evans sat in front her classroom, her feet were propped up on the table and she was flipping through the newest edition of Cosmopolitan. While leaning back in her chair four figures sat in front of her feverish scribbling away at a pieces of paper. One of them looked up and spoke.
"Professor, when are you going to start writing again?"
"Oh do shut up Anastasia and get back to your lines" the Professor replied.
"But Professor, it's been almost a month and we are bored out of our minds" Harry protested.
"Well when I get to the rewrite your not going to be having that much fun either. You'll be reliving the past 3 months"
The four students groaned, once there were back to writing their lines the professor flipped open her cell phone and started to type. Reminding herself to transfer it to her laptop once she was done punishing her minions, opps, she meant her characters.
Well here it is the first chapter of the rewrite. I tried to add a little more detail here and there but in the long run is going to be pretty much the same just without as many characters.
A/N- This chapter has NOT, I repeat, NOT been Beta, so no reviews on how the grammar and spelling is because as I said before it has NOT been beta. get it? NOT BEEN BETA!
It was a cool night in mid July. It was one of those rare night where the sky was clear and the moon was almost full. The kind of phase where people would mistake it as a full moon but there were those that knew different.
In the smallest bedroom of number four Privet Drive there was a fifteen almost sixteen-year-old boy sitting on the edge of his old and tattered bed. His clothes hung off his body and his black hair was wild and sticking out at all ends. This boy's name was Harry Potter.
Harry Potter looked like a normally fifteen-year-old boy, well minus the rather oversized hand-me-down clothes. However, he was far form normal. He had just finished his fifth year at Hogwarts School if Witchcraft and Wizardry. This boy was a Wizard, a wizard with the weight of the world resting on his shoulders.
The year before his had seen the most feared man in magical Europe raise from the dead. He had seen one of his classmates be killed by the same man that had betrayed his parents all those years ago and got his godfather in Azkaban, the magical prison where soul-sucking creatures wondered its halls. During the recent year at school, he had been tormented and called a liar by the defense against the dark arts teacher that the ministry had placed there.
He idly rubbed the back of his hand were the scar that formed the words I will not tell lies" was. The teacher used an illegal blood quill on students for detention punishment.
Harry moved and lay down on his back and stared at the ceiling. His mind wondered to the battle. He had brought so many people into danger and had almost lost his godfather. By a stroke of luck, his godfather had manage to grab the side of the veil and pull himself up before he was lost forever.
He thought about Hermione, he clutched his fist when he thought about the death eaters tormenting her and the firing of the unknown curse that has almost killed her.
He thought about the names that they had called her, mudblood, worthless, scum. His thoughtful look became one of disgust and hatred as he thought about the battle. How Bellatrix had called Neville a muggle lover and a blood traitor. How could they dear say that when their own master was a half-blood.
Harry lost it and tossed his body as he punched the wall. Letting out a scream of frustration and agony. He pulled his hand back and rubbed his knuckles that had turned a nice bright red. He was glad that his so called family had left earlier that evening to visit his uncle's sister for the night and wouldn't be back until much later. He was not in the mood to deal with their screaming and threats.
He rolled over on to his side and stared at the wall before sleep finally over came him. He was awoken a few hours later by the sound of tapping on his window and by the sound of the tapping, the owl was very annoyed.
Harry groaned and pulled himself out of the bed. Walking over to the window, he opened it to let in a very annoyed regal looking black owl. The owl dropped the letter on his bed before flying over to Hedwig's perch and grabbing a drink of water and resting.
Harry reached over for the letter. The envelope had his named written in the elegant but shaky script. He ripped it open and sat down on the edge of his bed. Skimmed over he letter before reading it.
My dearest Harry,
If you are reading this letter it means that neither your father nor I made it to see your sixteenth birthday. I believe I know the reason why and that reason is currently downstairs fighting with your father.
The reason is Voldemort. A man so evil that he will kill anyone that stands in his way. If you have already faced him I am terribly sorry, if not, I beg you to prepare.
Another reason why is that a prophecy was made about a child born at the end of July with the power to vanquish him. The prophecy was narrowed down to you and one other, Neville Longbottom. He choose you and that is why he is here tonight.
I wish you to know that Sirius Black was not our secret keeper. Peter Pettigrew is and he has betrayed us. You are to live with him if we do not make it tonight.
Please choose your friends wisely, we are in dark times and your father and I had to learn that the hard way.
Also, speak with the Potter account manager as soon as you can. There are tests you need to take. His name is Ricgnock and he has all the information for you.
And another thing, I have another sister. Her name is Marsha. She left shortly after I started my first year at Hogwarts and I haven't been able to find her. I have traced her to the states, some where in a county called New England. Find her please and let her know how much I love her.
I must go, All has gone quiet downstairs and I must protect you. Please live you life to the fullest and fulfill your destiny.
Your Mother,
Lily Alexandria-Rose Potter
Harry read and reread the letter over and over again. He folded it back up and walked over to his desk. He wrote a quick but polite note to Ricgnock and send it off with the owl. He crawled back into the bed, clutching his mother's letter close to his chest before falling asleep again.
For the second time he was awoken by a tipping on his window. The owl had returned holding a letter with the Gringotts seal on it. He let the owl in again and took the letter and dropped on the floor in front of him.
Dear Mr. Potter,
I am pleased to hear from you and of course, I have an opening at nine a.m. for an appointment for which you spoke of. This letter will turn into a port key at five minutes before nine. I look forward to speaking with you soon.
Ricgnock
Potter Family Advisor
He looked over to the clock and saw it was only seven so he still had a a few hours to get ready. He grabbed a few clean towels from the hallway closet before heading into the bathroom to take a shower. He tried to fix his hair but realized it was in vain and headed into his room. He went threw his clothes and found the ones that were the cleanest and could fit him the best.
At five minutes to nine he found himself being hooked at the naval and spun through space before landing face down on the solid white tiles of the Gringotts Bank. He quickly got up and brushed himself off before heading off to the nearest teller.
"Hello, I have an appointment with Ricgnock" Harry said politely to the goblin sitting at the tellers desk.
"I'll see if he is ready for you"
The goblin got off of his chair and moved quickly down a hallway. After about fifteen minutes he returned and beckoned Harry forward and to follow him. Harry quickly followed him down a elegant looking hallway. The white walls had a gold trim around them in elegant designs and the deep red carpet looked like no one had ever walked on it before.
After quite a long walk down this hallway they reached a set of double doors. The goblin knocked before opening them and letting Harry in. Harry turned and looked to the door as it closed behind him. He looked around the office and saw a plush deep red carpet, much like the one out in the hallway, dark mahogany walls with craved borders of goblin battles, a few book cases that held ancient goblin tombs, most likely, and an elaborate desk with two plush looking chairs.
Harry walked over to the desk and sat down in one of the chairs, tapping his fingers against his knees as he waited. Before long the door behind the desk opened and a old looking goblin walked out an sat behind the desk.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Mr. Potter, I had some urgent matters to take care of"
"Its quite alright Ricgnock and please, its just Harry"
"Well then Harry. According to your letter there are a few matter's we must discuss. First thing however would you like to do your hereditary test now or last"
"I think I'll wait till the end"
Ricgnock nodded and pulled out a file from his desk and opened it up. Flipping through the stack of papers before pulling out a single piece of paper"
"As you know, Albus Dumbledore is your magical guardian-"
"Sorry to interrupt but magical guardian?" Harry looked over to the goblin with an eyebrow raised.
"Yes, Wizards or witches who are raised by muggles are assigned a magical guardian when they enter the magical world. Seeing as the muggles are incapable of understanding our laws and customs. Most are randomized pairing but sometimes a few step up and claim a child"
Ricgnock looked over to Harry who seemed to understand but was still confused.
"You didn't know that Albus Dumbledore was your magical guardian did you?"
Harry shock his head and looked down.
"No, I'm afraid I didn't"
Ricgnock shuffled through the papers, shaking his head and clicking his tongue once in a while.
"This is a problem. You see students are suppose to know about their magical guardians as soon as they are introduced to the magical world. Didn't Albus tell you when he brought you to Diagon Ally?"
"He didn't bring me to Diagon Ally, Hagrid did"
"Oh my, then we have a few problems here. Well first thing is first. He has broken Gringotts law by allowing another to access you key. Secondly he has broken Wizarding law by not accompanying you on your first trip to the wizarding world. Thirdly, are you aware of the transactions on your account?"
"No Sir. What transactions?"
Ricgnock shook his head again and handed a sheet of paper to Harry. Harry looked over the list and noticed that quite a few people were receiving monthly transactions from his account. On the list were a few he knew. Ron was receiving a thousand galleons a month. Ginny was getting fifteen hundred a month. The Minster was receiving three thousand and the one marked phoenix was getting five thousand a month. There were others that he didn't know.
"To you have a list of reasons for these transactions?" Harry asked.
Ricgnock nodded and handed him another sheet of paper. Harry looked it over and was about ready to scream. Ron was receiving the money from a contract signed before their first year to become friends with him. Ginny's reason was marked marriage set-up. The Minster was getting his monthly gifts to "Understand the greater good" which meant keeping Albus's ass out of the court if he did anything wrong. The Order was getting money for their "cause" which was not listed. The transaction marked as Saint, was for the research for Frank and Alice Longbottom. He skimmed over the other's but their were the same bunch of no sense.
"I would only like to keep one transaction and that is the one marked saint. The others I would like canceled and the money restored to my bank account as soon as possible"
Harry handed the lists back to Ricgnock. Ricgnock nodded and wrote a few notes down before sending them off with a younger looking goblin who quickly went running out of the office.
"Well with that out of the way I have some bad news. Seeing as you are still a minor, you can not press charges against Albus Dumbledore until you are of age. You can file for a magical emancipation but that could take months and I doubt the ministry would like their savoir running around with no control. so your hands are tied until you are of age.
Ricgnock rubbed his eyes as Harry nodded softly.
"how about we hold off on any court cases until I am off age and we can work from there?" Harry asked.
"Quite alright. I will put a charm and once you are of age the letters will be sent out for a summonses. Then we will work from there"
Harry nodded as Ricgnock sent off some more letters. Afterwards the younger goblin returned with a tray and placed it on a table in the corner. On the tray there was a sliver goblet that was letting out a very faint golden smoke. Next to the goblet was a silver dagger with gold vines wrapping around the handle.
"Now if you step this way Harry we shall do your heredity test"
Harry nodded and stood up walking over to the table. Ricgnock followed him and stood behind the table.
"Now all it will need is a few drops of your blood. Prick your finger with the blade"
Harry nodded and picked up the blade. He winced as the blade broke his skin. He quickly moved his finger over the goblet and squeezed out three drops of blood before his finger healed. The grayish liquid in the goblet turned a blood red before the golden smoke thickened and weaved together forming a piece of parchment. On the piece of parchment words were quickly written before the parchment landed in front of harry.
Harry quickly picked up the piece of parchment and almost fainted by the names on the list.
Heredity Test
Overseen by: Goblin Ricgnock Gringott
Name: Harry James Potter
Mother: Lilly Alexandria Rose Potter nee Evans
Father: James William Potter
Maternal Blood Lines
House of Evans *thought to be gone for one hundred years due to squibs*
First Heir- Unknown
Second Heir- Harry James Potter
House of Slytherin
First Heir- Harry James Potter
Second Heir- Unknown
Third Heir- Thomas Marlvo Riddle
House of Ravenclaw
First Heirs- Harry James Potter & Unknown
Second Heir- Hermione Jane Granger *
House of Lancaster
First Heir- Unknown
Second Heirs- Harry James Potter & Unknown
House of Black
First Heir- Sirius Orion Black
Second Heir- Draco Marcus Black
Third Heirs- Harry James Potter & Unknown
House of Windsor
Close cousin of the Princes of Wales
Rank Undetermined
Overseer of the House of Weasley
Oath made by one Molly Weasley nee Prewett to one Lilly Potter nee Evans
Overseer of the House of Granger
Oath made by one Elizabeth Granger nee Stevens to one Lilly Potter nee Evans
Overseer of the House of Lovegood
Oath made by one Stephania Lovegood nee St. Richards to one Lilly Potter nee Evans
Paternal Blood Lines
House of Potter
First Heir- Harry James Potter
House of Gryffindor-
First Heir- Harry James Potter
House of Hufflepuff
First Heir- Harry James Potter
Second Heir- Cedric Anthony Diggory
House of Pendragon
First Heir- Harry James Potter
Second Heir- Minerva Grace McGonagall
House of St. LaCroix
First Heir-Harry James Potter
Second Heir- Fleur Isabelle Delacour
Third Heir- Gabrielle Lynn Delacour
Overseer of the House of Granger
Oath made by one Richard Granger to one James Potter
Overseer of the House of Weasley
Oath made by one Arthur Weasley to one James Potter
Overseer of the House of Lovegood
Oath made by one Xenophilius Lovegood to one James Potter
* denotes Heir by Blessing rather then Heir by Blood
Harry grabbed on to the side of the table and stabled himself. He looked again at the names of the list before almost passing out again. Ricgnock noticed and spoke up.
"How about we head over to my desk and I can answer any questions you might have"
Harry nodded and walked back over to the desk and sat down. He looked to one name that jumped out at him, Cedric Diggory.
But Sir, Cedric died at the end of my fourth year because of Voldemort"
"Ahh there you are quite wrong Mr. Potter, you see his father was the one who was killed. His father knew something was wrong so he placed himself under a polyjuice potion, and likewise Cedric did the same, so Amos is really Cedric"
Harry clutched his head; this was just too much for him. Four founders, someone who he thought was dead is alive and well. Muggle royalty, magical royalty. He felt as if his head was going to explode from overload. Nevertheless, he still had questions.
"Sir, what is the house of Lancaster?" Harry asked, still clutching his head as the paper rested in his lap
"The house of Lancaster is Avalonian Royalty. The last known Heir was Queen Anya Lancaster, Daughter to the Earth Goddess and King of the Underworld. She is an immortal but her whereabouts are unknown. Some say she is living as a mortal, others believe she returned to Avalon"
"And the house of St. LaCroix?" Harry asked, as he added royalty number three on to his count.
"The St. LaCroix Family is the maternal side of Slytherin. They are a very old Romanian royal vampire clan. Salazar's mother was due to become a member of this clan but she choose to leave and see the world. Seeing as she never became a member officially it is a separate line from the Slytherin family. Neither one of the were induced into the clan."
"But how can there be heirs, vampires can't have children" Harry said while adding royalty number four to the list.
"They are very powerful vampires. Not like the ones that you learn about. This clan has the ability to change their biological working of their bodies. So they can have children by turning their reproductive systems to that of a human."
Harry nodded softly.
"As you can see the Delacours are member of that clan. They are a powerful breeding of their mother who is pure veela and their father who is a member of this clan. Delacour almost means of the court. They are the royal family of France's magical government"
Royalty number five- Harry thought to himself.
"Who is unknown?"
"Unknown is someone who is not registered in the European magical system. They either live in another country or are in hiding. We are not able to find out who that is for you"
Harry looked around, his head spinning from the information. He had unknown family members. Nevertheless, he still had some many questions, overseer? Heir by blessing?
"Sir, I still have more questions if you don't mind"
"Not at all Mr. Potter, I had the same reaction from your mother and father when they choose to have a Heredity test"
"What is an Heir by Blessing?"
"The founders of Hogwarts found their pride in their heirs, but as time went on and bloodlines were lost, they choose to bless those without their blood but with the traits they prized the most or for their protection"
Harry smiled softly, he thought about it for a moment. Hermione was brilliant, the hat considered her for Ravenclaw. It was fitting but how did the founder hand pick them? Maybe it was one of those mysteries of magic he would never understand.
He looked over to the wall cloak, it was pushing noon. Therefore, he decided to ask one last question before choosing to leave.
"Just one for question before I take my leave, what is an overseer?"
"Well Mr. Potter, in the wizarding world, families of lower ranking status will sometimes seek out a high ranking lord or lady to take an oath to protect their family, most of the time, its protection for their children. After the oath is taking you are considered an Overseer to make sure the oath is in effect"
"So what is each oath in effect for?"
Ricgnock pulled out a paper and looked over it before speaking
"The Weasleys asked your mother and father for payment for schooling for their children, the Grangers and Lovegoods asked for family protection because of status, and the Grangers also asked for protection of their only daughter, one Hermione Jean Granger, seeing as she was showing magical abilities at a young age"
"But the Grangers are muggles, how would they know about the magical world"
"Lilly Potter and Elizabeth Granger were best friends since childhood. Even Hogwarts wasn't able to break their friendship"
Harry smiled softly before standing up, he shock Ricgnock's hand.
"Well I must be going, Ricgnock. I hope to speak with you soon"
"Well Mr. Potter, it was a pleasure to meet you and I shall schedule another appointment on august 1st if you have anymore questions that will arise."
Ricgnock handed him the scroll, which contained the test and the letter that would transport him back to his home.
Harry fell on his floor of his bedroom, having a tiring day, he crawled into his bed and feel asleep before his head hit the pillow. He was still clutching the paper work that Ricgnock had given him and he was still dressed in his clothes.
Meanwhile. A hop and skip over the ocean.
Anastasia Evans couldn't seem to shake the feeling that something big was going to happen. She could only smile and be prepared. She grabbed her purse and headed down the stairs. She stopped in the kitchen, picking up her mug of hot coffee.
"Thank you Niles" she said heading towards her mother's study
"Not a problem Miss. Evans"
Anastasia walked into the study and looked to her mother who was busy working on the computer.
"I'm going to take my healer exam. A few of my friends want to hang out in Salem afterwards, do you mind?"
Marsha looked up and over to her daughter,
"Not at all dear, just be home at a reasonable time."
Anastasia smiled and kissed her mother on the cheek before walking out of the study. She grabbed the keys to her car and left. Marsha could only smile, she knew something big was going to happen but what, she didn't know. She turned back to the computer before closing it out and shutting it off. Fresh air was in order.
Night had fallen over Surry England as two figures stood outside of number four, Privet Drive. They were covered in black cloaks and spoke to each other very formally.
"Well Your Majesty, I do believe it is time" the taller one spoke, obviously a man by the sound of his voice.
"Yes for if he doesn't train now, he will never reach his full potential. As royalty he should had been placed with the Windsors and trained properly since his parent's death. Even his godfather would have done well, training him in the ways of magical customs of a lord, because he was framed by that old man and the rat that didn't happen" the shorter one spoke, both very displeased and with a woman's voice.
"What about his aunt?" the man spoke again
"She would have also been a good choice. She climbed her way up the social ladder and became one of the richest people in the world but once again because of Albus Dumbledore" the woman spat his name as if she had gotten dirt in her mouth. "She was denied his guardianship also"
The man let out a sigh.
"And of course these people were placed under a dark curse. Does he realize he made the breeding ground for the next dark lord?"
"That was his plan. Have Harry kill the dark lord and make sure he wondered down the path of darkness. Dear Dumbledore would come along and kill Harry and forever be remembered as the savior of the wizarding world" the woman spoke again become more and more displeased.
"I'm glad he managed to being kind and loving even after the life he has" the man spoke, trying to calm down the woman.
"Yes, I'm pleased to see that but he still has a long way to go before he can fulfill his destiny" the woman said with a calmer voice.
"I hope you know what you are doing" the man spoke again.
The shorter one just waved her hands, a white light emitted from the bedroom before falling dark again. Both Harry Potter and the two figures were gone.
Anastasia walked through the door of their penthouse suite. Dropping the shopping bags by the door and hanging her keys up. She walked into the living room and saw her mother sleeping on the couch, a book resting on her chest.
She quietly tip-toed over and took the book and placed it on the coffee table. Grabbing a blanket from the chair and wrapping her up in it. She kissed her cheek before grabbing her bags and heading to her room. She changed into her night clothes and crawled into the bed.
A bright white light appeared as the two figures appeared in front of the building, still in their black cloaks.
"Where are we?" the man asked.
"Quincy Massachusetts" the women replied curtly.
"And what is here that is so important that be had to cross the ocean?" the man asked
"Anastasia Evans"
Once again the lady waved her hands and the two figures were gone with Anastasia.
Remus Lupin was not having a good night. Beside the full moon it was also a harvest moon, making his transformation rough this month. It was also strange that a harvest moon was out in the summer. Harvest moons like this normally meant pending doom or a big change. Remus was hoping it was the later.
In his thoughts he never noticed a woman who had appeared in his locked room. She quietly walked over to him. Remus turned her head at the intruding scent that had enter his domain. He saw the women and let out a growl.
"Clam down Remus Lupin. I am here as a friend. Change is in the air and we need you to embrace your ancestral line as the proctor to the founder heirs and the royal family."
Remus looked down and let out a slight whimper.
"I am nothing but a monster, how could I protect anyone?" he thought
"You are not a monster but that animal inside of you makes you a stronger and more fierce protector. A wolf always protects its cubs, if you embrace who you are you can protect the cubs"
Remus looked to the unknown woman and thought about what she said. The woman smiled to him and held out her hand. Remus placed his paw in her hand and they both vanished.
A few others went missing that night, Hermione Granger, Sirius Black, Minerva McGonagall, and Draco Malfoy, now known as Draco Black.
Well here is the first chapter of the rewrite. A few things have been added such as what Anastasia was doing before Avalon, Remus's meeting with the woman. As you can tell there is going to be Ron/Ginny/Dumbledore bashing. I like the rest of the Wesley's so they won't bashed.
Marsha's looks are based on Madem Giry played by Miranda Richarson in the 2004 Film Version of Phantom of the Opera.
