Disclaimer:I don't own this! I don't! Honest!
AN: Wow, 458 hits in TWO DAYS! But honestly, people you're allowed to be anonymous so why not review? I don't care if it's flames, but I prefer constructive criticisms. Anyway I just realised that I have forgotten some things, disclaimers (which I've done above) and a description of the magical numbers in chapter 1(I fixed that!). Also thanks to everyone who put the story on alert.
AN 2: People, this is the second repost I'm doing...update(30/7/11)! I've done the rest!
ProfessorChris: Since you asked so kindly, I will.
Harry almost screamed in pain the moment he woke up. Almost being the key word there. He slapped a hand in front of his mouth not a moment later.
'How am I going to fix my bloody bones?' he thought to himself.
A second later, the tonne of knowledge that had found itself into his mind made itself clear, and Harry shook his head in disgust at himself.
How could he, Harry Merlin Emrys-Potter, be worrying about such small matters?
He raised his unbroken arm and waved it over the various parts of his body that Vernon had broken earlier. Then, he made a move to get up, but thought against it.
First of all he needed his sleep and secondly, he wanted revenge for the years of loneliness and abuse he had lived. With a satisfied smile, he let sleep overcome him.
Vernon's POV
"BOY!" Vernon shouted, "Get the hell up! NOW!"
The filthy piece of scum had probably fixed himself up with his damn freakishness by now so he should have made breakfast for him!
Vernon heard a strangled scream and he was soon face to face with the abnormal piece of stupidity he called a nephew.
" What time do you call this?"
"I-I'm s-sorry Uncle Vernon I-I'll make some food now!"
With that Potter ran off into the kitchen. As much as he wanted to break the freak's bones he knew he had to go to work early today so he just strode into the kitchen.
As soon as he walked in, he was whacked on the head by a metal blur.
The last thing he saw was the shallowly breathing body of his son before he passed out.
Harry sneered at Vernon; the idiot probably thought it was a saucepan! No, it had actually been a conjured piece of iron that had been shot at Vernon with a 'stupefy'.
Harry picked him up using a powerful levitation spell and threw him into the cellar with a note. Not soon after that he put up fake wards to make sure no one went after him when he apparated outside Gringotts, invisible.
When he found himself outside Gringotts he put on a glamour charm to change his appearance, bowed to the guarding goblins and made his way inside.
He walked into the empty hall, up to the counter.
"May I have service?" he asked to the silence.
As if on cue, a goblin appeared before him.
"Name?" the goblin asked indifferently.
"Harry Merlin Emrys-Potter," Harry replied in the same tone.
The goblin blinked and then smiled cruelly.
"What?"
"Do I need to say it-"
"No no, you just have claimed to be the Heir soon-to-be-head of the houses Potter and Emrys,which are one of the most protected houses in Gringotts. Ooh I'm not going to miss this...Follow me."
He followed the goblin down several halls until they reached a door that had a sign on it saying
'Inheritance Room'.
The goblin put a hand on the door, that soon melted away, giving it (and Harry) a path into the room.
The room looked as though it was situated in a cave, and there was a repugnant smell coming from a silver desk in the middle of the room, where a steaming potion and an almost evil-looking goblin were situated. The other goblin had gone. Harry walked over to the green creature, eying him wearily.
"Here take the knife," the goblin said, shoving the hilt of the knife into Harry's hands, "Cut your hand and place three droops of blood on this parchment"
Harry did so and a few moments later,the parchment expanded. He healed his hand and looked at the parchment.
It read:
Identification Parchment
Name:Harry James Merlin Gryffindor Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Emrys-Potter(May be shortened)
Magical Name: Elemental Grand Sorcerer
Powers:Elemental(Full, Usable)
Wandless Magic (Full, Used)
Animagus(Elemental Dragon, Shadow Phoenix, Usable)
Aura Drain(Dormant,Usable)
Healing(Used)
Master of Death(Unusable until Peverell items recovered)
Inheritance
Potter
Emrys
Gryffindor
Ravenclaw
Hufflepuff
Peverell
Potter Assets
Money: 10 billion Galleons 11,607 Sickles 400 knuts
Liquid (in liquid chamber 1): 10,000 Galleons worth (Basilisk Venom:6,500 Galleons, Acromantula Venom:3,500 Galleons)
Others: Library,Sword and Rings of Potter, Potter Manor
Current Acting Head:Albus Dumbledore(will be changed if inherited by heir)
Emrys
Money:15 billion Galleons 40,000 Sickles 45 knuts
Liquid:None
Others: Personal Library, Ring of Merlin
Head: Harry Emrys-Potter (after ritual)
Gryffindor
Money:Transferred to Ravenclaw (Now in Emrys)
Liquid :Sold
Others:Sword of Gryffindor(In Potter), ¼ Hogwarts,Gryffindor Hall(can go in Hogwarts)
Head:'' (After ritual)
Ravenclaw
Money:In Emrys
Liquid: In Potter
Others: Real and Fake Diadems, Library(in Potter),1/4 Hogwarts, Ravenclaw Hall(Can go in Hogwarts)
Head:'' (After Ritual)
Hufflepuff
Money: In Emrys
Liquid Assets:None
Others:Cup of Hufflepuff(Stolen, in Lestrange) ¼ Hogwarts, Slytherin and Hufflepuff Halls(Can go in Hogwarts)
Head:''(After Ritual)
Peverell
Money:4 billion Galleons, 20,000 Sickles 14,000 knuts
Liquid (in liquid chamber 1):50,000 Galleons worth(Basilisk Venom:20,000 Galleons, Liquid Gold: 25,000 Galleons. Liquid Silver:5,000 Galleons.
Others: Elder Wand(in possession of Albus Dumbledore), Resurrection Stone(in Gaunt ring), Invisibility Cloak(in possession of Albus Dumbledore).
Head:'' (after ritual)
Shares
Wizarding Companies/Organisations
Nimbus Brooms- 95% 250,000 Galleons per annum
Bolt Brooms- 35% 20,000 Galleons per Annum
Daily Prophet- 55% 50,000 Galleons per annum
Hogwarts-75% No profit, title given (Heir/Head of Hogwarts)
Muggle Companies
Microsoft (Secret)-35% 60,000 Galleons per annum
Apple Inc.(Secret)- 45% 45,000 Galleons per annum
When Harry finished the identification, he was shocked. Not at the powers, nor the money, but at his titles. He was the soon-to-be head of six ancient houses. What's more, he was probably the richest person on the planet!
A sharp gasp was heard from the goblin that Harry had momentarily forgot had even existed.
There was a look of shock and fear in his eyes. Then he realised what he was afraid of.
"Oh, it's OK, you earned my trust when I heard your name and by the way, some of my houses are allied with the goblins. By hurting you I'd lose damn good ally." Harry said.
"Sir, may I ask you what you meant about trusting me when...?"
"Griphook III, my friend and mentor; your many times great grandfather."
"What? Sorry for being rude but he passed on centuries ago!"
"Grippy - mind if I call you that?" he asked cheekily, causing a glare to emit from 'Grippy's' direction, "Secrets are meant to be kept - but you're probably going to find out sooner or later."
"Very well sir, any questions?"
"Yes Grippy could you please tell me about the ritual this keeps on talking about?"
"Yes all you have to do is drink this," he paused and took a vial from the desk where the parchment was on, "Identification Potion, after you put three drops of blood in it. Do you wish to now?"
Harry replied in the affirmative and he made a small cut on his arm. After putting three drops of blood into the vial, he healed his arm and drank the potion up. He had a queasy feeling for a moment which was then replaced by pain.
He fell down, screaming as he thrashed about in pain. When the pain stopped, he looked around for a moment, and passed out.
Only seconds later a goblin, that was wearing a white buttoned coat, walked in.
"Ah, Lord Gryffindor Ravenclaw-" he shut his mouth promptly when he saw the saviour of the wizarding world lying on the floor, with the manager of the Potter accounts waving his hands above the boy, chanting in Gobbledegook.
"Griphook," he started dangerously,"What is going on here? Are you trying to seduce the boy?"
"No!" he sputtered out, "Where did you get that from sire?" he finished with a look of horror and disgust.
"What happened then?" he asked with a softer tone than before.
Griphook looked sheepish,"Erm... well I may have forgotten to tell him about the pain you experience-"
"You bloody imbecile! I'll send him off to the infirmary."
With a flick of his hand, Harry vanished. The goblin, who was known as Ragnok, the leader of the goblin nation, then turned around to give Griphook some very harsh words.
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When Harry regained consciousness, he looked around and recognised where he was instantly - the goblin hospital. Everything was white, the lights, the walls, the floor, the beds...hell, the potions were probably white! It was eerily quiet, yet there was many goblins walking about (wearing white uniforms).
He had barely a moment to recall what had happened before quite a few potions - or as the goblins called them, Kletz - were shoved down his throat.
He looked to see who had done that, and was surprised to see that it was Griphook, dubbed 'Grippy', the same creature who'd forgot to tell him about the pain from the potion he'd took. Grippy looked terrified. Harry assembled his features to make him look angry, and he formed a few clouds which were shooting out lightning at alarming speeds. If Griphook had been scared before, he was practically peeing his pants now.
When Harry saw this, he dispelled the clouds and laughed at Griphook, whose expression of fear changed quickly to one of annoyance.
Just as Harry opened his mouth to say something, a grand ol' green guy decided to bang open the doors. It was Ragnok.
"Lord Gryffindor Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Peverell Emrys-Potter, seeing as though you seem to be in... a better state of health now, let us go to my office, because we have some talking to do..."
After an enlightening conversation, Harry shook hands with Ragnok and left.
He was jumping in joy at what he found out during his meeting; one thing in particular actually. He was fully emancipated! No-one could sue him if they saw him performing magic and he could also now claim the title 'Head of Hogwarts'.
And so it was a fully satisfied and happy Harry who went to sleep that night...
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I hope you like the chapter!
For the first time ever I'm giving you lot a quizzy thing
1. I'm having doubts about the H/G in this story, should I keep it or should I chuck it? If chuck it, who do you want to replace Ginny(thanks for the correction, Heartsglow)?
2. What house should Harry be in? Gryffindor? Ravenclaw? Hufflepuff? Slytherin? A new house, or one that people go in rarely?
3. What should happen before Hogwarts?
4. Should I write a prequel (I'll have to pause this one)?
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