Chapter 2

Six years had past sense the night the three new guardians had been chosen. The years had gone by and the unspeakable tried to search for the new guardians but could not find them. Mean while the goblins made a deposit in each vault every year. It had been tradition sense the guardians were known to support all creatures, and they respected them. Yet they would not be expecting to see the three guardians appear this year.

Waking up from her night sleep Rowena yawned and then looked around the room she slept in. The Dusley's had left on vacation for Dudley's birthday and so left her with one of the volunteers. She was now staying with Mr. Wren who was around nine years old. She was one of the only children he actually liked and the only one he let stay with him. He even told her stories. Today though was a special day. It was her birthday she was finally turning eleven years old. Getting up she got dressed in a pair of jeans and a purple t-shirt. She brushed her long wavy black hair and then went downstairs. Arriving she picked the mail up and went to the kitchen were Mr. Wren was. She handed him the mail and smiled at him as he smiled at her.

"Good morning dear child." He said looking through the mail.

"Good morning Mr. Wren." She chirped a bright smile on her face as she took some toast with some jam. She was about to take a bight when she noticed Mr. Wren shocked face.

"What is wrong Mr. Wren?" she asked worried. "Mr. Wren?" she asked again getting even more worried.

"I never would have thought it possible." He finally whispered looking at her in shock.

"What is it sir?" she asked.

"You're parents names child were they James and Lily Potter." He asked her making her pale.

"Yes sir they were." She whispered. Wondering why he asked.

"That would explain a few things." he whispered taking a letter in his hand and handing it to her. Carefully she took it from him and looked at it.

Miss Rowena Potter…

Gulping she opened the letter and found what she forgot she would get today.

"Mr. Wren I can…" she started but he stopped her.

"No need to explain my dear, my own daughter had been a witch until she died during the war." He said.

"I know all about that world and I think it's about time I tell somebody about it. My dear why don't you eat your breakfast as I get something then we'll go in the living room." He said smiling at her. Then he got up and left the kitchen leaving her to blink in shock. Shaking her head she ate her breakfast. As she finished he reappeared and smiled.

"Come I set it up in the living room." he said motioning for her to join him. Going they walked into the living room and she was very shocked to see a trunk sitting innocently in front of the sofa. Going, they each sat down and he opened the trunk.

"This was my daughter's trunk when she attended Hogwarts. She was sorted into Slytherin for her ambition, she was one of the only haft-blood witches in that house." He started. She asked me in her will to give her things to the people I found would honour them, you are one of the only people I find worthy of my daughters request and so I decided to hand this to you." he whispered taking a long silver cloak out. "She said that this was one of the most treasured things she owned, she said that this could only be given to the most acceptable person." He said. "She called it an invisibility cloak or something of the sort." He finished handing the cloak over. Rowena gasped as the materiel made contact with her skin, it felt like water. She watched as he returned to the trunk and extract a set of pendants and she instantly recognized the crest each pendant represented.

"She said that I would know when to give these pendants and that the person would be able to deliver the two other pendants to the right people." He said handing them over to her. She took then gently and the one with the butterfly glowed softly after making contact with her skin.

"Thank you Mr. Wren." She whispered putting the pendant down along with the invisibility cloak that she gently folded.

"There are a few more things that I would like to give you." he said smiling. "This book she said is very old and wanted, she said it has many old and powerful rituals that would help the owner of the butterfly pendant." He said handing it over. Looking at it Rowena gulped and ran a hand over the black cover.

"Thank you Mr. Wren really." She said giving him a hug that he returned.

"Your welcome child." He answered, now why don't I bring you to that Alley?" he asked.

"Ok." She chirped eyes brightening. She soon brought the objects to her room and put them on the bed under the covers and pillow. She then returned downstairs and they soon left for the magical alley.

Arriving in London they soon arrived at the pub that would lead them to the alley. Entering it they were welcomed with a smoky and bustling place. Going over to the bar Rowena looked around.

"How can I help yaw?" asked an old man behind the counter.

"My…granddaughter has just received the Hogwarts letter but we don't know how to get into the alley." Said Mr. Wren.

"I don't mind showing yaw but you'll have to remember." He said looking at the girl beside the old man.

"I will sir." She said smiling brightly. Going they were soon lead into a back alley with a brick wall. The man took a wooden stick out and taped the walls with it in a series she made sure to memories. Then like water the bricks moved aside and she was met with the most beautiful sight she could have ever imagine.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley." he said smiling brightly.

"Thank you." said Mr. Wren smiling at the man.

"No trouble, by the way my names Tom I own the Leaky Cauldron." He said shaking both their hands. Then he left leaving them to walk in.

"We should go to the bank first." he said smiling at her. She smiled back and fallowed him as he made his way to the tall white building. Entering she looked around and gasped as the pendant around her neck glowed slightly making her gasp and put a hand over it to try and hid it but still a few goblin's noticed. They walked into a line up but suddenly a goblin appeared beside her.

"Madam, Sir if you would fallow me." He said with a bow. Remembering what she read in her book she nodded and fallowed the goblin. They were soon led to an office that was decorated in gold and precious gems.

"Ah Madam, Sir I'm very happy you allowed my friend here to bring you too me. You must be wondering why you were brought here and I am going to answer you." said the old looking goblin behind the desk. "First my name is Gemnuck and I am the Head of Gringotts." He introduced.

"It's a pleasure to be here sir, my name I Alexander Wren." Said Mr. Wren, shaking his hand.

"My name's Rowena Potter sir, it's an honour to meet you." she said shaking his hand and shocking the Goblin.

"I apologies for my shock but the only Potter I am aware of is Harry Potter." He said making Rowena blink in surprise.

"Harry Potter?" she asked surprised and confused.

"Indeed would it be ok if we did a blood test?" he asked.

"No not at all." she answered.

"We can start with that then." He said smiling at her. Sitting down they waited for the goblin to pull a crystal basin out with a crystal digger.

"All you have to do is cut your finger and let seven drops of blood fall into the basin." He said handing the digger to her. She took it into her slime hand and smiled as she felt it's cool diamond handle against her soft skin. Gently and elegantly she cut her finger and let seven drops of her blood fall into the bowl. The blood though seemed to be mush darker then it was supposed to be.

The Goblin dragged a finger through the blood and then over a piece of thick parchment. He said a few words in another language and then words started to appear.

Rowena Lily Potter

Daughter of James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evens

Godparents, Sirius Black and Alice Longbottom

Goddess of Souls

"Well my dear I am happy to confirm that you are indeed the daughter of James and Lily Potter and it has also confirmed what my suspicions are." he said blinking in shock.

"The suspicions that I was one of the three new guardians?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes." He said smiling at her. "Your keys to your vault have sadly disappeared to my despair but I will assure you that we will make an inventory of all your vaults and check if there is anything missing also we shall make you new keys." He said smiling at her. Her then raised both his hands and placed them over the crystal basin and started to whisper in the same language as before. A soft gold glow started to form around the basin and then disappeared as the goblin finished. Gently he took out a large amount of keys. "Sadly until you turn Fifteen you only have access to the trust vaults in your possession." He said. "But it doesn't matter as the trust vaults alone are a fortune sense the families that once owned them were very old and combined over the centuries." He explained handing a few keys over. "And now I have the honour of handing this to you." He said taking a key from his desk and sliding it over to her. With slime fingers she picked the key up gently. It was different then the other keys sense it was made of white crystal and yellow gold. The top of the key also had her symbol on it a butterfly. "That is the key to your Guardian vault." He said. "You can't lose this because they're can never be a second one made until the next guardian is found." He told her and she nodded accepting it she took the chain around her neck and slipped the key onto it.

"I would like to thank you sir for doing this and it was a pleasure to meet you." she said bowing respectively.

"I should be the one to thank you Madam and we shall keep your secret." He said returning the bow.

Soon they finished their biasness in the bank and left Mr. Wren understanding what just happened would have to stay a secret he smiled at the little girl beside him. She reminded him so very much of his daughter. Arriving back into the Alley they looked around and smiled. It seemed like they had a very long day of shopping a head of them.

"You read Mr. Wren?" she asked looking up at him.

"Indeed I am my dear, indeed I am shall we began?" he asked her smiling.

"I do say we should." She answered smiling brightly. Then they started there shopping Rowena deciding to start with her wand.

Arriving at Ollivanders they looked at it with raised eye brows then went in. Just as they walked in they had to duck as a box flew their way only to stop and hover in front of Rowena.

"Oh my, Oh my, I do apologies sometimes the wands just love their owners." Said an old man they presume was Ollivander.