PRINCE OF DARKNESS
Disclaimer: harry potter does not belong to me.
"llll"=talking
'llll'=thinking
Llll=spell
Chapter 2
It had been 8 years since he had been dumped in 'Heaven'. An orphanage that was just on the outskirts of little Hangleton. His parents had put sleeping potion on his food and dumped him on the doorstep at the middle of the night. The bag he had packed had been left behind but thankfully, he had kept some galleons in his pocket. They had chosen little Hangleton because it was as far from Potter manor as it could get without leaving England.
The orphanage may have been called 'haven' but it was hell for him. He was bullied because of his disfigurement. His returning magic may have healed his body but it wasn't a lot. His magic needed to be saved therefore only a tiny fraction was used for healing. His face was the first to start healing. Now only a bit of his cheek was left to heal. But his right eye was affected. The whites in the eye had turned red but fortunately his iris had remained green even though it was a bit dull compared to his left eye.
Tomorrow was his 9th birthday. He couldn't wait for it because his magic would always return faster on his birthdays. And he also knew that the burned part of his face would fully heal. His magic would heal faster on his birthdays but he found out that it was easier to use his magic on Halloween. He could use his magic without making a dent on his magical core. He had discovered these things when he was 5.
Last year, he had remembered a place called Diagon Alley that his parents would take him and his brother to before the attack. So on Halloween, he had left to go search for it.
(Flashback)
He stepped out of the orphanage and snapped his fingers, calling a 'knight bus' that he remembered his parents talking about. A red double Decker suddenly appeared in front of him. He stepped onto the bus, gave the driver a galleon and told him to take him to Diagon Alley. He then held on for dear life as the bus whizzed around to its destination.
The bus stopped in front of a place called 'Leaky Cauldron'. At first, he did not recognize the place until he stepped inside. After he stepped inside then he recognized the place. His parents had never entered through the front door but flooed in, like all the wizards that had a floo in their house. He went to the backdoor and stepped outside. He was met with a brick wall that he remembered his parents tapping with a wand to enter.
He wrapped magic in his index finger and tapped the same bricks that he remembered his parents tapping. The wall opened from the middle to reveal an alley way. An alley way filled with people wearing robes and shops with weird names.
He marched straight towards the huge white building that he recognized as Gringotts, the wizards bank. He reached the bank and saw two creatures he recognized as goblins, standing guard on each side of a burnished bronze door. He bowed to each goblin then entered the doors to be faced with another pair of doors, silver this time. He saw words engraved on the doors.
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn,
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours.
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
He opened the doors and entered a vast marble hall where about a hundred more goblins were sitting on high stools behind a long counter, scribbling in large ledgers, weighing coins on brass scales, examining precious stones through eyeglasses. There were also many doors leading off the hall and yet more goblins were showing people in and out of these.
Harry made his way towards a goblin that was free. "Excuse me?" he said then waited until the goblin looked at him. "I would like to do an inheritance test, please." The goblin stared at him for a while then asked him his name.
"Harry, just Harry."
The goblin nodded then called out for Griphook. Another goblin came towards them, "Please take Mr. Harry to the Inheritance office." Harry said thank you to the goblin then followed Griphook.
They went to another marble hall then stopped in front of a pair of bronze doors. Griphook knocked at the door then poked his head in when he heard an 'enter'. They then talked in a language Harry didn't understand. After a while, Griphook opened the door for Harry then left. Harry entered through the door and reached a large room. A goblin was sitting in the middle behind a desk.
The goblin gestured Harry to sit on the chair across from him. Then he silently placed a clear parchment and a silver knife in front of him. "Drop a few drops of your blood on the parchment."
Harry took the knife and cut the palm of his unburned hand. After some of his blood was on the parchment, he sent some magic on the cut and it was healed. He then watched as the blood was absorbed by the parchment then words appeared. The goblin took the parchment, looked it over then handed it to Harry. Harry took it then began to read.
Harry James Potter
Currently 'Harry' because of being disowned.
Father: James Charlus Potter
Mother: Lily Mary Potter nee Evans
Godfather: Sirius Orion Black
Heir of Potter currently younger brother Tyler Evans Potter
Heir of Black
(Made by Sirius Orion Black)
Heir of Gryffindor
(Made by James Charlus Potter's blood)
Heir of Ravenclaw
(Made by Lily Mary Potter nee Evan's blood)
Heir of Slytherin
(Made by Tom Marvolo Riddle)
The rest was all about the galleons, sickles and knuts each family had and also the properties. The goblin told Harry that he was the richest wizard in the wizarding world. Harry didn't really hear what the goblin said, he was still staring at the word 'disowned'. Then rage ignited inside him. He knew that his parents were disgusted by him but to actually disown him! The hate he felt for his parents grew. The rage inside him tried to engulf him but he controlled it and kept it inside. Now was not the place or time for it.
"I wish to change my name." Harry told the goblin.
"Certainly, what would you like it to be?"
"Hadrian Salazar Black." Harry said. He remembered his godfather. Sirius had been the one, along with Remus Lupin, to take care of him. And the fact that Sirius had made him the heir of Black told him that Sirius still cared about him. He made Salazar as his middle name because it would anger his Gryffindor family.
The goblin nodded then changed Harry's name. He then kept the parchment and took out a bowl that had writings on the rim. He also took out a gold knife that also had writings on its blade. He told Hadrian to drop 5 drops of his blood on the bowl. Hadrian did just that, using the gold knife and watched as the writings on the rim glowed and the blood was absorbed. The glow disappeared and 4 rings appeared on the bowl.
"These are the heir rings of each of the family that you are the heir of. You will get your lord ring when you are of age or when the current lord steps down."
Hadrian took the rings from the bowl and placed it on the fingers of his right hand. The Black ring went to his index finger. It was a silver band with a black gem and a silver threstal engraved inside the gem.
The Gryffindor ring went in his middle finger. The band was gold with a red gem in the center. A picture of a griffin was engraved inside the gem. The Slytherin ring went in his ring finger. It was made of silver with an emerald gem, as bright as Harry's eyes, in the center. It also had a picture engraved inside the gem but it was of a cobra with its hood flared and ready to strike. The Ravenclaw ring went to his pinkie finger. The ring was also made of gold but it had a blue gem in its centre. The picture engraved inside the gem was of an eagle in the mid of taking flight.
The rings resized it selves to fit each of the finger that they were on. Harry then spent 30 minutes telling the goblin that no one was allowed to have access to his vaults except for him and maybe some people in the future. Then his last business in Gringotts was to turn some of the galleons into muggle money.
He then made his way towards a bookstore and spent his time searching for books about wizarding world's history and etiquette. He also bought some potions book since it was the only thing that didn't need any magic to do.
He then left Diagon Alley and entered the streets of London where he spent the rest of the day buying clothes and things he needed.
(End Flashback)
Since then he had spent the rest of his days reading the books. He had been so fascinated with the potion books that he had bought more. He had also bought a trunk that had multiple rooms, with the potion's lab being the best.
Potion books written by A Severus Snape, the youngest potion master, were the best. Hadrian had already mastered the potions taught to first year students of Hogwarts. He was now on the middle of second year. He had also mastered the beginner's potions in all of Severus Snape's books.
Hadrian also wanted to be a potion master. He wanted to meet Severus Snape and ask to be his apprentice. He could not wait for his 11th birthday. He could not wait to go to Hogwarts, since that is where Severus was, even if it meant being with Albus Dumbledore and the Potters.