Rated M for violence, gore, adult themes, language and just to be on the safe side!
[Author's note: Sorry for the long wait! I think you might want to know that I recently got a Beta reader and he has proofread this chapter for me, so a shout out to him as he has done an amazing job!
Anyway! As you will see in this chapter, I have changed the Goblins slightly so that they don't have dragons chained up as makeshift attack dogs. (As if they did, I don't see how I can avoid Harry burning down the place, stealing all their gold and taking the dragons they have chained up back home with him.) So, I have made the Goblins have an instinctive fear of dragons because of reasons that may be shown later.]
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and The Hobbit or any of their Characters.
"Talking"
"Talking English when in dragon form"
~Parseltongue~
'Thoughts'
"Whispering/Writing or a significance to a word"
Chapter: 2 – Visiting Gringotts
A large mass of black rain clouds lazily drifted across the sky as they cast everything below them in darkness, while they also released a small amount of the water they have accumulated to create a light drizzle. This mass of rain clouds is currently drifting over a section of London that looks out of place, as all the buildings in this section look to be buildings created in the medieval ages. Mingling in and around these streets are people dressed in medieval clothing.
This place is named Diagon Alley, which is a shopping area created by wizards and witches. Rain showers such as this are often seen in the alley. Being packed with wizards and witches who are moving about from shop to shop, none of them worrying too much about the drizzle of rain until it starts to turn into a heavy shower. This causes some of the people on the streets to move to where they are going faster, while others take out their wands to cast a spell on themselves so they don't get drenched.
Nobody is paying attention to the large dark shadow that is moving through the rain clouds. The shadow starts diving down as its shape shrinks down into a smaller size, until it leaves the clouds. The object becomes a small black blur in the sky as it zips down into a dark alley that feeds into Diagon Alley. A few moments later a person exits the alleyway, before he stops under a lamp post and looks around with glowing red slitted eyes. With a blink, those red eyes swiftly change into brilliant emerald green eyes.
(Harry's POV)
Looking around as I will my inner flame to keep the water off me, my gaze lands on a large white marble building, which I know must be Gringotts from the stolen knowledge that I have gained. Striding forward as I make my way through the crowd, I raise my eyebrow with a smirk as I look at all the robes that everyone is wearing, which I can see only hinders their movements.
This smirk turns to a grin as I see pouches filled with what I can sense is gold on a lot of the humans in the crowd, which I can see have magic to stop theft woven into them. Looking at the different strands of magic laced together to make the anti-theft charm, I smirk as I send a strand of my inner flame that looks like a string of fire to anyone who had mage sight. This strand splitting into dozens of little strings of fire that grab hold of the anti-theft charms of all the humans close to me, which happens to be twenty-three of them.
My fire then consumes the magic that powers the anti-theft charms, before my fire worms its way around the pouches of gold like a snake constricting its prey, which it then swallows as all the pouches on the humans close to me disappear. The pouches of gold travelling through my strands of fire in a millisecond before they appear inside the inner pocket of my leather jacket, which I have modified with magic so that it has a lot of properties; such as all the pockets being enlarged with magic.
Smirking at all the gold I just effortlessly stole from everyone, I exit the crowd at the front of Gringotts and make my way up the marble steps, while I cast my gaze towards the two goblins that are standing guard at either side of the entrance to the bank. The goblins relaxed stances stiffen when they catch my scent as I walk past them into the bank. The goblin standing on the left snaps his gaze towards me as I walk past. My scent causes his eyes to widen in alarm as I smirk at him, while my eyes turn to slits and glow blood red, before turning back to normal as I walk into the bank to get lost in the crowd.
Snickering as I hear the goblin's heart rate beat madly, while they run into the bank as they look for me, one of them running off- most likely to tell the other goblins about my presence. Sticking with the crowd of humans as I walk further into the bank, my smirk widens as I look around to see all the goblins go rigid. None of the humans notice as the goblins go on with what they are doing, but with a slight shaking of their hands, their eyes rapidly moving around the room as they look for me.
The number of goblins in the room increases as seconds go by, while the number of humans dwindles as they are told that Gringotts is closing shortly so that they can upgrade the wards. This causes me to smirk at the lie as I hear all the witches and wizards grumble about the waste of time as they exit the bank.
Looking around the room as the last human exits the bank, my gaze lingers on each of the goblins as they all turn their sight to me, while the goblins that are guarding the doors lock them before moving to stand in front of them. The armed goblins move so that they are surrounding me in a box formation as their shields create a wall around me, while their spears are aimed at me over their shield wall.
Tilting my head as I move my gaze over the shield wall, I see a slight shake in most of the goblins' spears that are aimed at me. Inhaling, I catch the scent of fear that is drifting off them. This caused me to smirk as my draconic mind purrs at the fear that they have of me, while I let my eyes turn back into my dragon ones, causing some of the goblins to flinch.
"Out of the way! I SAID MOVE THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY YOU TROLL MINDED SHITS!" A voice speaks behind the group of goblins, before turning into bellowing when nobody listens.
A crash is heard as a large goblin with rippling muscles bashes the head of the goblin blocking his way with his large war hammer that he is carrying. This large goblin kicking the now dead goblin to the side before moving to stand in front of me, before he smashes his war hammer into the ground, causing the floor to crack under it even though the marble floor is reinforced with runes and pure magic.
Placing his right hand on the handle of his weapon as he leans slightly on it, the goblin's eyes gaze over me as he sizes me up. This causes me to smirk at him when he looks into my eyes as I catch a breeze of his scent, which has fear radiating through it as his instincts scream at him to flee.
"Are you the owner of this bank?" I query as I move my gaze over the Goblin with the war hammer, analysing the way his body moves and the slight tightening of the muscles in his hand as he tightens the grip he has on his weapon.
"Yes, I am. Can you tell me why a…being, like you, is doing in my bank?" The goblin with the war hammer answers before asking as all the goblins around me start fidgeting. I tilt my head at his question, and then smirk as I show off my dagger like teeth.
"I have heard that I have a… hoard of treasure that you have been keeping safe for me in my absence. I would like to see it and any information that you have of my family. I would also like to talk about a pact between myself and your bank if all my hoard that is stored here is as it should be. With nothing… stolen." I purr out as I talk about my hoard of treasure, while my eyes gleam with greed at thinking of getting more treasure before my purr turns to a snarl at the thought of someone taking something that is mine.
My answer to his question causes the goblins around me to shiver in fear at how I am wording my sentences, as more clues are pointing at me being the creature they think I am. The goblin with the war hammer only gaining a smirk as he thinks about the contract that he can make between his bank and this creature before the smirk turns into a snarl, while he thinks about finding out if anyone has been stealing from the vaults under his protection.
"If you do have a vault here you will need to do an inheritance test, which will cost you ten Galleons. The goblin with the war hammer says as my dragon side sneers at the idea of giving my treasure to another being, before my human side calms down my dragon side. My human side does this by explaining that if I give them this small amount of money then I will find out if I have any additional treasure that belongs to me. This argument pleases my dragon side with the prospect of adding more treasure to my hoard, as I reach into my jacket and grab hold of one of the pouches of gold I stole earlier. Pulling out the pouch of gold from my jacket before opening it, I remove ten galleons and then place the pouch of gold back into my jacket.
Smirking as he takes the gold out of my hand the goblin picks up his war hammer and rests it on his shoulder before he indicates to me to follow him, while he also snarls at the other goblins to get back to their jobs. Following the goblin as he walks down a corridor, I look around at all the doors along the corridor that have name plates above them, which name who the office belongs to as the nameplates and doors become more decorated the further down the corridor we go.
I stop my observations as the goblin comes to a halt at the end of the corridor. I look at the last office that has a door made from gold decorated with valuable gems as does the nameplate above it. Suppressing my inner fire that wants to brush up against the door like a cat, while my dragon side wants to break free to steal the door, I look at the nameplate that gives a name to the goblin that I am following.
"So, your name is Ragnuk." I state as my eyes stare at the gold and gem plated name plate with longing, which causes the goblin to get nervous at how I am staring at his name plate as he tightens the hold he has on his war hammer.
"Yes, named after King Ragnuk who made Godric Gryffindor his sword, which has been stolen as it wasn't given back after Godric's death." Ragnuk says before he snarls out the last bit of what he said. He takes out a key and unlocks the door before he walks inside with me following him. Watching as Ragnuk walks around his desk to sit down on his chair, I move my gaze off him as I survey the room. The room has a large decorated oak desk in the middle of the room, which has a throne-like chair behind it. This throne is made from gold with a glistening silver metal woven into it to create pictures of battles with many different creatures, one of these creatures being a dragon laying waste to a large army of goblins.
This silver metal causes my dragon side to freeze up as it stares at the metal with glazed over eyes, before it goes berserk as it roars out and struggles to break free from my control. It desperately tries to persuade me to get the metal. Growling as I fight for control of my own body as my inner fire rages before it bursts out of my body and consumes me, my body morphing into my dragon form as the fire seeps through my scales and back into me.
Digging my claws into the floor as my tail lashes around behind me, while my muzzle moves into a snarl as wisps of fire ooze out between my teeth. The goblin sitting on his throne letting out a terrified scream as he tumbles off his throne and crawls back into the corner of the room as far away from me as he can, while he holds his war hammer in front of him with a shaking hand.
"What is that silver metal? I, I need it!" I snarl out as I glare at Ragnuk who lets out a whimper, while I fight to stop myself from incinerating the goblin that owns this metal and taking it before searching the bank for more of it.
"It's Mithril!" Ragnuk screams out as I stalk towards him, while my claws leave gouges on the floor with each step as I hold myself back from pouncing onto him.
"Do you have more? Where is it? BRING IT TO ME!" I snarl out before roaring in his face as my dragon side starts breaking free from my control, while I smell the scent of urine as Ragnuk nods his head frantically as he drops his war hammer and runs towards his desk when I let him pass. Watching him as he presses a rune on his desk before screaming to someone through it to bring a large chest of Mithril to his office immediately.
Keeping my eyes pinned on him as he sweats with each minute going by, I snap my gaze over to the door when it opens as four goblins carrying a huge chest made from gold with diamonds decorating it come into the room. These goblins have no trouble getting through the door with the huge chest, as the door frame stretches out to allow them entry, before shrinking back to its original size when they are inside the room.
Staring at the huge chest as the four goblins stiffen and look at me with wide, horror filled eyes when they finally notice me. I let out a snarl as I move towards the chest filled with the Mithril that is calling out to me. This causes the four goblins to drop the chest and shout out in fear as they flee through the door from where they came from, while I circle around the chest a few times as I gaze at it, before sitting down on my rear in front of it.
Opening the chest with my tail before looking inside the chest, my eyes widen as I look at all the ingots of Mithril and Mithril jewellery filling up the chest, which seems to have been magically enlarged on the inside. Sounding out a purr as I gaze at the large quantity of mithril, my inner fire leaks out of me to brush up against the material. I lower my tail inside of the chest and use it to grab hold of a large mithril necklace.
Picking up the necklace as it hangs on my tail, I smile as I place the necklace over my head so that it is hanging around my neck. The necklace is a chain choker made from mithril, each of the individual chains linked together having runes engraved into them that makes the necklace more beautiful in my eyes.
Feeling my dragon side calm down as it purrs at having the mithril so close to me and in my possession, my eyes lose their glazed over appearance as I slowly gain full control of my body. This causes my eyes to widen as I turn to look at Ragnuk who is currently staring at me with fear, while he tries to not make any sudden movements.
"Uh, sorry. I normally have control over my addiction towards anything valuable, but it looks like my instincts are highly affected by this mithril." I say with a sheepish look that just looks strange on a dragon's face, which causes Ragnuk to stop shaking as he hears what I say and looks at me with caution, while he slowly moves back to his throne to sit down. Ragnuk tidies up his ruffled clothes as he keeps his eyes on me, while also sending glances towards the large chest of mithril and at the necklace around my neck. I instinctively move to stand in front of the chest in a protective manner as I shield my mithril from his view, while I narrow my eyes at him.
"This is now mine. Unless you want to try to take it away from me and see how much of this bank is left standing after I am done killing everyone trying to take what is now a part of my hoard." I growl out, causing Ragnuk to gulp, the blood draining from his face at the threat, and at how most of their mithril has been claimed by a dragon. A dragon that is pouring out magic like he has a whole sea of it inside of him. Before Ragnuk can say anything to calm me down so I won't destroy his bank and take all the treasure that they are guarding here, the door to his office bursts open as five goblin guards enter with the corridor being filled with goblin guards behind them.
This action causes me to snarl as I move to stand over the chest of mithril, while I snap open my wings and spread them wide to make myself look bigger as I glare at all the armoured goblins. They aim all their weapons at me as they shakily hold their ground, while Ragnuk looks like he is going to pass out with how pale he has become as he stares at all the goblins that have just made the situation worse.
This being shown when one of the goblins foolishly yells out to get away from Ragnuk and to give back all their mithril, which causes me to snap my gaze over to him as Ragnuk lets out a loud wheeze of despair at hearing what was said. Sending the goblin that spoke a gaze that promises a long agony filled death as steam starts to ooze out of my muzzle, while my chest starts glowing as I let out a ferocious growl and raise to stand only on my back paws so that I am towering over all the goblins.
I part my jaws as the glow in my chest travels up to the back of my throat before I snap my head forward and release torrents of gold fire at the goblin guards, who all scream out as they hide behind their shields. This does not delay their deaths as my fire turns the shields to ash, while it surges through the ranks of goblins as it incinerates them all, but burns the goblin who said to give them my mithril slowly so that he dies a slow painful death.
Closing my mouth as I stop releasing my fire down the now blackened corridor, I look at where all the goblin guards used to be to see dozens of grey lights trapped by my fire, which causes Ragnuk's eyes to widen in shock when he sees them, as he knows what they are. This shock turns to horror as I will my flames to consume the grey lights and then to combine them all into a large ball of fire, which flies towards me and sinks into my chest to join with the fire inside of me.
Closing my eyes as I shift through the vast amount of information I just gained, my mind works on overdrive as it moves all this new knowledge into a separate and secure place in my mind so that it doesn't mess with my existing knowledge. After it does this my mind compares all the new knowledge against each other, while it takes out all the knowledge that I do not know and adds it to my existing knowledge. A lot of this knowledge being deleted as I already know it or that it's a copy of the same knowledge of another goblin, while a chunk of the knowledge is unique; such as one of the goblins knowing where a large amount of mithril is. This knowledge coming from an old stone tablet that their clan found hundreds of years ago in a quarry that they dug, which they have guarded and kept secret from prying eyes. The only reason that his clan hasn't gone to extract the mithril is because it is located in the centre of the most dangerous dragon territory in the world.
Smiling with a gleam in my eyes at this new information, I turn to face Ragnuk again who has shrunken back on his throne as he looks at me with pure fear, which causes me to let out a purr as my ego is filled at how much I have made him fear me.
"Now, when are we going to start this inheritance test? I want to see how much of my hoard you have locked away here and if I have any contacts as well as to see if anything is… missing." I say in Gobbledegook with a slight growling accent, which causes Ragnuk's eyes to widen at my suddenly knowing how to speak their language and for him to gulp at what I snarled out at the end as he sends a quick glance towards the charred corridor.
"Let me just tell everyone in the bank to not disturb us so we don't have any more problems, then we can start the inheritance test if that is ok with you?" Ragnuk replies nervously as I stare at him without blinking, which causes him to start sweating as I think about what he said before I nod at him. Letting out a sigh of relief, Ragnuk presses the same rune that he did before as I listen and wait, while he talks to someone through the rune as he keeps glancing towards me. Finishing talking to the person through the rune and making sure that they understand that he wants no one to disturb him even if the world is ending, Ragnuk takes his finger off the rune as it stops glowing.
"Now that that is out of the way, we can start the inheritance test." Ragnuk says as he gets off his throne and walks over to a large cabinet on the right side of the room, which he opens as he looks around before he finds what he was looking for.
The thing he was looking for being a silver basin that has a lot of runes carved into it, while the wooden base that the basin is connected to has a door and a cutout section along the top, which has some parchment hanging out of it. Setting the basin down on his desk as he opens a draw, he takes out a dagger that has runes carved into it. Ragnuk looks up at me as he places the dagger next to the basin.
"All you need to do is fill the basin with a small amount of your blood, which the basin will then magically check for any bloodlines that you have. From your ancestors, magic, or by right of conquest." Ragnuk explains as he starts to relax around me again, but with caution still in his movements. I nod at what he has said and move towards the basin as I ignore the ritual dagger. Lifting my paw so that it is over the basin, I move my tail blade under my tail before slicing a clean cut through my paw, which starts leaking out my blood into the basin as I wince at the jolt of pain from my paw.
Seeing that the basin has enough blood in it, I move my paw towards my muzzle and breathe out a small flame over the cut before dragging my tongue over my paw as I clean off all the blood. The cut on my paw healing before I finish cleaning up my blood, which is thanks to my saliva that has high healing properties, which can quickly be turned into deadly poison if I want it to.
"As it will take some time for the basin to finish its job, let's talk about this pact you were talking about." Ragnuk says as he opens a drawer in his desk and brings out a stack of blank parchment to write out the contract that we will make. He also brings out a blood quill for us to sign the finished contract with.
"The pact will be that if the bank, not your kin but the bank itself, is under attack I will come to your aid as you have protected my hoard when I haven't been here to do so myself. In return, I will be allowed to take all my hoard that is held in this bank back to my nest without any fees. Even if you disagree with this, I will be leaving this bank with my hoard today and if I need to leave this bank in ruins to do so, I will. That is what I want, you can add on extra things that you want and I will see if they are agreeable or not." I explain as an expression of outrage appears on Ragnuk's face at what I want, which is quickly replaced with fear at my warning, as well as the glare I sent at him when I saw the expression on his face. This fear edging away at the end as a gleam comes to Ragnuk's eyes at what I said at the end, which causes him to think about what he should ask to add to the contract.
"Your fire, it consumes magic yes? If so, if we brought you cursed items, would you be able to take the curse off them?" Ragnuk questions as a calculating look comes to his eyes, which I answer by nodding my head after thinking about his question, which causes Ragnuk to smirk at his idea.
"Along with coming to our aid if the bank is under attack, you will cleanse any cursed items we bring to you." Ragnuk states as he smirks at me, while I tilt my head as I think about what he has said and smirk at the advantage of the goblins bringing magical items to me, which I can consume the powerful curses from as the only curses the goblins can't take off themselves must be powerful. This will make it easier to grow my inner flame and will also teach me how to apply the curses on items myself. Halting at this thought as I think it over, my smirk turns bloodthirsty as I think about cursing my whole hoard so that it will attack anyone who tries to steal it, which brings an image of a tsunami made up of galleons crashing down on a horrified thief.
Chuckling as I come out of my thoughts, I nod at Ragnuk that I agree to that term as my bloodthirsty smirk stays in place, which causes Ragnuk to look at me wearily as he marks that down as a term on a rough draft of the contract.
"Any more terms you want to add?" I ask as I glance towards the basin, which seems to be almost finished from what I can see with my mage sight. My question receives a thoughtful look from Ragnuk as he tries to think of something before an idea comes to him, which causes him to smirk in amusement at the thought of it.
"What do you think of the idea of becoming our bounty hunter? We supply you with contracts and we get half of the bounty award." Ragnuk asks as he thinks about having a bounty hunter who is a fucking dragon working for him, while my eyes widen at the question as I think about what it would be like to become a bounty hunter. This thought moves over to thinking about making a bounty hunter company, which will need me to create safe houses all over the place. I could also see if Mike would join as he used to be a marine if I remember right. These thoughts halt as my mind finally catches up to what Ragnuk said at the end, which causes me to snap my gaze to him as I let out a growl.
"Ten percent. That is what you will get from the bounty award. You are only supplying the contracts, I will be the one tracking down and killing the target, not you. So, it is ten percent. Or, you can argue, and I will lower it to five percent if you want?" I snarl out as I glare at him and dare him to refuse the offer, causing him to shrink back as the confidence that he has been building collapses, while my threat of lowering the percentage holds him back from arguing with me. Finally nodding as he accepts the change to his term with a defeated look, I smile as he writes the new modified term down on the draft contract.
"I think you don't have anything more to add to the contract? Good as the inheritance test will be finishing in a couple of seconds from what I am seeing with how the magic in the basin is calming down." I question as Ragnuk nods in confirmation, which causes me to let out a purr before I look over to the basin and carry on talking as I see that the basin is about to finish scanning my blood. Tilting my head as I see that the magic has stopped scanning my blood, I watch as the magic surges down into the wooden base that is holding the basin, before runes carved into the wood glow as they start doing what they were made to do.
Looking on as the parchment that is poking out of the cutout section at the top starts coming out, with the parchment following it being covered with writing. I wait as the parchment keeps coming, before it stops when it's touching the floor. Reaching out as he rips off the parchment from the wooden basin, Ragnuk sits back as he holds up the parchment and looks over it. Reading the information causes his eyes to widen in shock as he looks at the results with disbelief. Ragnuk switches his gaze back and forth, looking at me, then back at the parchment, before looking back at me.
[Author Note: And that's the end of the chapter! Hoped you liked it! What do you think the inheritance test states? Do you like the idea of Harry creating a bounty hunter company? Also, I will put some backstory in for the humans that Harry has claimed as his like someone has pointed out they needed, which I agree with. The humans were not planned to be in the story but my mind went off while I was typing and now here they are. So, I need to make up some backstories for them, any thoughts about what their backstories should be are welcomed. Anyway! I'll see you all the next time I do and don't be afraid to review!]