Chapter 2
By the time summer hit I was ready to get to the Leaky Cauldron. So, I picked up the school bag I had been using for school and headed out.
The books did not go into how shabby the front of the pub was if I didn't need to actually go in there I would never have stepped a foot into the place.
I walked up to the bar looking around.
"New to Hogwarts?" a man asked. I looked up thankful that I remembered to wear a hat.
"Yes, sir"
"Come on back and I'll let you through. My name is Tom by the way, what's yours?
"Evan" I replied. No way was I going to admit to being Harry Potter.
"Well good luck to you young Evan." Tom said as he headed back into the pub.
Right first stop Gringott's. Walking out into the alley was one of the greatest things I have ever experienced in this or my last life. I could feel the magic all around me it was like a warm hug.
I walked along looking in all the windows. Finally, I made it to a tall white building that had two goblins standing out front. Now I didn't know what the etiquette was for greeting goblins was, but I decided I was not going to be snob who looked down on them because they weren't human. One that is just rude and two they are in control of my money. Hello, does that even remotely sound smart.
So, I bowed to the two at the door and as they bowed back with astonished expressions, I'm thinking not a lot of humans do that.
I walked into the bank looking around I found a line and got into it. As I waited for my turn I could not help but be disgusted by the way the witches and wizards were treating the goblins.
"Next"
"Hello sir, my name is Harry Potter. I was wondering if my parents had left me a vault for school sir." I looked up at the teller. I could tell by the look he gave me he was not happy. I was wondering what I had done wrong when he spoke.
"You will need to talk to the Potter Account Manager, Sharpfang. Griphook will show you to his office.
"Thank you, sir." I saw another goblin approaching us. He led me back to an office that had Sharpfang on the door. He opened the door and said, "Harry Potter, to see you."
"Come in, I will need three drops of blood to do an inheritance test."
"Yes sir"
I walked over to the table where there was a silver needle and a piece of parchment.
"Just drop the blood onto the parchment, it will give tell us what you are to inherit."
Name: Harris James Potter
Born: July 31, 1980
Status: Pureblood
Father: James Charlus Potter (deceased Oct. 31, 1981)
Sirius Orion Black (Blood adoption, Aug. 2, 1980) (Alive, Incarcerated)
Mother: Lillian Rose Potter nee Evans (deceased Oct. 31, 1981)
Godfather: Sirius Orion Black
Godmother: Alice Jane Longbottom nee Macmillan
Heir to: Potter (by blood, father) Lady at 13
Black (by blood adoption, and blood father) Heiress
Peverell (by blood, father) Lady at 13
Gryffindor (by blood, Father) Lady at 13
Ravenclaw (by blood, mother) Lady at 13
Le Fey (by blood, mother) Lady at 13
Slytherin (by blood, mother and by conquest) Lady at 13
Vaults: Potter Family Vault
Potter Trust Vault
Black Family Vault
Sirius Black Vault
Peverell Family Vault
Peverell Artifact Vault
Gryffindor Vault
Gryffindor Artifact Vault
Ravenclaw Vault
Ravenclaw Artifact Vault
Le Fey Vault
Le Fey Artifact Vault
Slytherin Vault
Slytherin Artifact Vault
Properties: Potter Manor
Potter Cottage
Potter Place
Peverell Palace
Gryffindor Castle
Gryffindor Manor
Gryffindor Chateau
Ravenclaw Castle
Ravenclaw Library
Le Fey Castle
#12 Grimmauld Place
Black Family Castle
Black Manor
Slytherin Castle
Slytherin Manor
Magic: Gold Core
400 reserve (3rd highest ever recorded)
Grey/light Magic
Gifts: Magical-Animagus
Metamorphamagus
Lingus
Beast Speaker
Parselmagic
Wand Crafter
Rune Crafter
Healer-Touch
Mage Sight
Blocks: Magic Bound 80%
Curses: Horcrux
"Horcrux? Magic Binding? Who Did that?" I asked.
"A horcrux is a disgusting piece of magic. It is a piece of a soul someone has ripped off, of their own soul to keep them alive. As for the binding I would think it would be to hide you or keep you from your full potential. We can help with both."
"You can?" I asked hopefully
"Yes, Griphook will take you to a ritual room."
"Thank you, Mr. Sharpfang."
He looked at me with a strange expression. I could only assume he was not accustomed to polite wizards.
