Hello everyone, I know that I haven't done much in the last year or two, so I am trying to get back into the grove of it.
So I am going to be uploading/updating stories that I have wanted to publish for a while, there are a few chapters to most of the stories so I want to get them up now to try and get myself back into the swing of things.
And so, please enjoy Royal Connections
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Royal Connections
Chapter 1: Testing Harry
"BOY!"
Harry Potter bolted upright on his bed as he heard his Uncle Vernon yell up the stairs for him, for what reason, he did not know.
It had been like this all summer so far, the only positive thing to happen since school let out was his godfather , Sirius Black, was no longer a wanted man.
After the horrible ending to the Tri-Wizard tournament, in which he was an unwilling contestant, he had been kidnapped with his fellow champion, Cedric Diggory, and taken to a graveyard in which Harry was forced to participate in a ritual in which Lord Voldemort had returned.
Thankfully, Cedric had managed to hide himself before he could be attacked, or killed, and helped Harry fight of the death eaters and escape the graveyard.
It was by chance that Cedric's father was in the company of Amelia Bones, the head of the department of magical law enforcement, that night. Before Fudge could even attempt to cover anything up like the year before, Amelia had quickly set to work and got a few surprises along the way. Such as the fact that Sirius was an innocent man, Peter Pettigrew was still alive and helped to bring Voldemort back to a human body. There was quite the surprise when Professor Moody had tried to curse Harry, and later turned out to be a death eater, supposedly dead for over 10 years, that had been polyjuiced as Moody for the whole school year.
One thing had led to an other, and Sirius had been declared innocent, as well as a arrest warrant issued for the now declared alive Pettigrew.
Sirius was just having to sort everything else out with Madam Bones throughout the summer, as well as attending some trials of death eaters that had been arrested, who had previously claimed to be under the imperious curse, but where curiously present at the graveyard.
Snapping out of his musings, he stood up from his bed and made his way down to the living room, since Vernon was not at the bottom of the stairs like Harry expected.
"Yes Uncle Vernon?" He asked as he walked into the living room, and promptly froze at what he saw.
All three of the Dursleys were cowering on the main sofa, trying their best to avoid the only other person in the room.
Sirius was currently standing by the fireplace, twirling his wand in his hand and letting out the occasional spark, making the Dursleys flinch every time he did so.
"Hey Pup, wonderful to see you. Hope you don't me dropping by this late," he spoke whilst walking towards the young man.
Harry just chuckled and embraced his godfather in the form of a bear hug, getting one in return.
"Don't worry about it Sirius, it was starting to get boring around here anyway," he replied.
He had to chuckle when Vernon guffawed at what he had said. Apparently, he liked his life to be boring.
"Oh I can believe that, but on to other business, since I actually have a reason for being here tonight," Sirius explained, sounding, funnily enough, very serious.
"Really? Nothing bad, I hope," he joked.
Sirius gave a little chuckle at the comment.
"No, nothing like that, but we do need to talk about. Do you want to go somewhere more private?"
Looking at his still cowering relatives, he figured he would cut them a break.
And so, Harry led Sirius upstairs and into his bedroom, feeling slightly embarrassed at the condition of the place.
If Sirius was upset at the state of the room, he didn't make any comment about it.
"So, what is it you wanted to talk Sirius?" Harry asked as they both sat down on the bed.
"Well firstly, have you heard your parents will yet? I know that it would most likely to have been shown to you when you first met with your account manager," Sirius began.
Harry actually looked surprised, he had no idea what Sirius was talking about.
"Their will? I didn't know they had a will, I didn't even know I had an account manager," he replied.
"That no good, back stabbing, two-timing gobshite!" Sirius yelled at the top if voice as he jumped up from his seat and started pacing the bedroom.
"Whoa, calm down Sirius. Who are you even talking about?"
"I am talking about Albus too many bloody names Dumbledore!"
Harry of course did not know what to think, he was being told by his godfather that Albus Dumbledore, a man that he looked up to as a kindly grandfather, was somehow responsible for Harry not having heard about his parents will and other bits of important information.
"But, why do you think it is Dumbledore's fault?"
Sirius had to pause in his pacing.
"Because when I was cleared, I was granted back guardianship of you. However, when I checked who was your previous guardian, especially your magical guardian, I was told that Dumbledore was awarded guardianship of you. That is how I know, not think, that it is his fault. If you don't even know about their will, I bet you don't even know a thing about your family fortune?" He quickly asked.
Harry just numbly shook his head.
"Well that is going to change, pack all of your stuff and quickly, we have an appointment to keep."
Harry just numbly went along with what Sirius told him to do, having to many thoughts on his mind to do anything else. Packing up all of his belongings, and sending Hedwig off to hunt and find him later, Sirius shrunk his trunk and gave it to Harry to put in his pocket, he apperated over to a street corner not far from Gringotts.
Harry, of course, ended up falling arse over tits. And Sirius, he just laughed at the misfortune of Harry's luck.
"Knock it off Sirius," Harry grumbled, standing up quickly and brushing all of the dirt off his clothes.
Once Harry was somewhat presentable, the two made their way over to Gringotts, stopping briefly to give a small bow to the goblins guards at the door before continuing inside. It was not very busy at the bank, so after taking a quick look around the lobby, the pair made their way over to the nearest teller and waited for the goblin to finish his work.
Looking up to see two wizards waiting, the goblin was pleasantly surprised that they were not throwing demands about like the majority of the purebloods.
"Good evening gentlemen, how can Gringotts assist you this night?"
"Good evening teller, may your profits be ever increasing. We have an appointment with the Black account manager Stoneblade," Sirius greeted, giving the goblin the respect that was quite richly deserved.
The goblin looked at the master scroll that all tellers had, and confirmed the appointment with said manager.
"Follow me please, lord Black," the teller spoke as he hoped down from his desk and led the two down one of the corridors that contained the offices to the more important family accounts in the bank. The two were led to one of the doors, with the name plate 'Stoneblade' engraved on a gold plate.
With a quick knock on the door, a deep voice called out 'Enter' and the teller quickly opened the door.
"Lord Black and company are here for their appointment Manager Stoneblade," the teller informed Stoneblade, before leaving to go back to his own work.
Stoneblade, indicated for the two wizards to take their seats.
"Good evening lord Black, I assume you have come tonight for Mr Potter to take the inheritance test as previously discussed?" Stoneblade questioned and getting right to the point. Time is money after all.
"Yes, that is correct. I would also like to find out the results of the audits that I requested, if it would not be too much trouble," Sirius requested.
"Of course Lord Black. Mr Potter, if you would bear with myself for just one moment, will begin the test and discover all of what you are entitled to," Stoneblade informed the young man.
"Not at all sir," Harry replied.
The test was very simple, the goblin brought over to the desk silver bowl covered in runes and a small dagger that was to be used for the test. Having explained to Harry what he needed to do, the teen held his hand over the bowl and allowed the goblin to slash his palm open. Harry flinched at the initial feeling, but Stoneblade thankfully healed the cut once enough blood had collected in the bowl.
Stoneblade placed a quill into the bowl and waved his hand over the bowl, activated the runes. The quill took on a life of its own, raising from the bowl and placing the tip of the quill on some provided parchment. Using the blood as ink, the quill began writing the entire Potter lineage and what Harry would set to inherit.
It would take a while for the test to be completed, so Stoneblade set to going through the audit results from the Potter family vault and Harry's trust vault.
The trust vault had been doing well, although there were several times that it appeared that someone else had accessed his trust vault at a time that Harry himself would not have been able to even come to the bank. The parchment with the relevant information was set aside to look at more thoroughly later.
When it came to the parchments regarding the family vault there was many more discrepancies, that had been recorded all the way back to November 1981.
They would have looked a little deeper into the discrepancies, but the quill had finished writing and had dropped to the desk.
"Right then Mr Potter, let us see what Gringotts can do for you today shall we?" Stoneblade gave a toothy smile as he picked up the parchment ad began to read through the Potter lineage.
"It's not going to be a lot," Harry mumbled.
"You would be surprised pup, the Potter family goes back further than the Black family. I remember James showing me a copy of his family tree one time, and it went all the way back to when the Romans invaded Britain, so a good 2000 odd years," Sirius casually commented.
Harry looked at the man in shock, to know that his family dated back all the way to the Roman occupation if Britain. But then he felt upset and angry, nobody had seen fit to inform him of any of this.
"How come I am only just hearing about this? I have a right to know about my family and no bugger has seen fit to tell me anything about it!" He shouted at the end of his little rant, finally letting of his frustrations at the backwards society that was the wizarding world.
Sirius just looked as shocked as Harry at that information, he had thought someone had at least told him something about his family.
He went to say something to the angry teen , but Stoneblade, who silently watched the conversation between the two interrupted before Sirius could get started.
"I am afraid that while it is a very rich history for the Potters, it would not have been the complete truth," he explained.
Sirius and Harry sat frozen in their seats, not daring to move as they digested what the goblin had said.
Stoneblade silently handed the parchment he had been reading over to Harry, letting the teen see just exactly what he was talking about. Harry slowly took the offered parchment, shaking slightly, almost afraid to see what it said. Slowly taking a deep breath, he began to read through his family history and promptly froze.
It couldn't be true, it just couldn't.
"Harry, what's the matter?"
Harry almost didn't hear the question, his body was numb, his mind had completely shattered.
There, written in his own blood was the words :
Adopted Parents
James Potter 27th March 1960 - 31st October 1981
Lily Potter nee Evans 30th January - 31st October 1981
Biological Parents
Aknamkanon Sennen 3021 BCE - August 22nd 1989
Amara Sennen 3015 BCE - February 12th 1987
Siblings
Atemu Sennen 25th December 1976 - present day
Current Pharaoh of Egypt and Ruler of the Magical Realms
It was just too much to take in.
He fainted.
That is the first chapter, hope it is alright. Please let me know what you all think
Further chapters to follow.
And more stories to come as well
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