A/N: So here it is, the not long awaited second chapter! Thanks again to ... for the beta and help with the ideas. A note about any mistakes you may find. While ... and I work to spell correctly and have grammatically correct stories, we make mistakes. But I'm okay with that since it adds to the poorly written-ness of the story. Thanks to StudentofDust, and Twilight L. Xari for the reviews. A reminder that I'm open to ideas people have. Now, onto the fun stuff.
Chapter Two: The Inheritance
Harry walked into Gringotts band the day after receiving a letter telling him to report for the inheritance ritual of Sirius's will. He walked up to the counter. "I'm here for my inheritance ritual," he said before the goblin could speak.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, you decided to come. I will call your financial adviser. Greff will show you to a private room..."
"Thanks," said Harry.
The gobbling looked as though he might cry.
"What's wrong?" asked Harry.
"No one says thank you to goblins. All wizards hate us and are jealous of our wealth!" explained the goblin.
"That's terrible!" exclaimed Harry.
"It is, especially considering how powerful we are. The Ministry has been passing laws ever since the first rise of Voldemort that get rid of our rights."
"You mean wizards haven't always hated goblins?"
"No, we used to live in peace and harmony."
"Well we should give you back your rights and go back to peace and harmony!" Harry exclaimed.
"You are truly an uncommon and special wizard Harry Potter."
"Thanks," said Harry. Then he followed Greff to the private room.
After Harry had been sitting in the private room for around fifteen minutes, another goblin walked in. "I am Gibbits, your financial advisor Mr. Potter," he said. He walked over to the side of the room where there was a small cart Harry hadn't noticed before. "Come over here please, Mr. Potter."
"How does this all work?" asked Harry.
"First, you must place three drops of blood on this bloodstone. This is to identify if you really are Harry Potter." Gibbits handed Harry a needle. Harry pricked his index finger and squeezed three drops onto dark red stone. When the blood hit it, the stone swirled as though the center was flowing liquid. After a about a minute, the swirling stopped.
"Very good, you are Harry Potter," said Gibbits.
"That's nice to know," said Harry with a smirk.
"Next," said Gibbits, "place your hand on this piece of parchment. Focus on your magical core and send a small part of it onto the parchment. This is to determine which family lines you are heir to." Harry did as he was told. There was a flash of red-gold light and as Harry took his hand away from the parchment, names began to appear on it in gold ink. "You are a very powerful wizard Mr. Potter. I have not seen a display that large in many, many years."
Harry looked back down at the parchment, embarrassed at all the attention he was receiving at Gringotts. There were now nine names on the parchment, and it showed not signs of stopping.
Half an hour later, the final name appeared on the parchment. Harry just stared at the parchment in shock. "How many names are on that list Gibbits?" he asked.
"Forty-two," replied Gibbits after quickly counting.
"How am I the sole heir for so many families?" Harry could see that the first two names were Black and Potter, and wasn't surprised. It was the other forty he was having a bit of a hard time with.
"You see, squibs and muggle cannot inherit money when wizards die, but the magical descendants of these non-magic relatives can inherit the money," explained Gibbits. "Though I have never seen one person heir to so many families before."
"How… how much money do I have now?" asked Harry.
"Your net worth is now 9.6 trillion galleons."
"Wow," said Harry.
"You are now the richest person in the world," said Gibbits. "In addition to this substantial sum of money, you have also inherited the entire continent of Antarctica – which has a large settlement of wizards located in a magically maintained jungle near the South Pole – as well as half of Australia; 169 houses around the globe; 33 of the most valuable gems in existence; and armor, weapons, battle robes, furniture, art, and other artifacts dating back to the beginnings of magic."
"Can all of these things be moved to one vault?" asked Harry.
"Yes, we will have to combine our three largest vaults, but it will be possible," replied Gibbits. "Is there anything else?"
"Is there a way that I can get gold without coming to the bank every time?"
"Yes. There is a small fee of 100 galleons which will buy you a moneybag connected directly to your vault. Just think of the amount you need, and it will be withdrawn from your vault and will appear in the bag. The bag will also expand or shrink according to the amount of money in it."
"That's fine," said Harry.
Gibbits handed Harry the bag. "We will withdraw the 100 galleons directly from your vault. Is that all?" asked Gibbits. Harry nodded. "Very well. The only other matter is the allowances being paid out of the Black fortune to several people. I need to know if you wish to cancel them."
"Who is the money going to?" asked Harry.
"Narcissa Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, and Bellatrix Lestrange."
"Cancel them all!" said Harry angrily.
"Very well, Mr. Potter. Unless there is something else you need, I will take my leave."
"That's fine Gibbits," said Harry. He stood and followed the goblin out of the room.
A/N: Please note that 9.6 trillion Galleons is worth somewhere just under 96 trillion US dollars (note the lack of a decimal point).