Chapter 2: Gringotts

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Disclaimer: Stupid me for not being able to imagining such a fantastic story on my own!

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Gringotts. Home of hundreds of goblins. Its magnificent white marble façade towering over Diagon Alley, creating a landmark for children who got separated from their parents.

This was where the two red-heads dragged Harry to.

The ebony-haired boy frowned when they entered the halls of the Wizarding Bank. Since it was still fairly early in the morning there weren't many people around, yet. The goblins on the other hand were already busily scurrying along the floors.

The twins along with Harry walked up to one desk.

"Greetings, goblin of Gringotts. We would like to speak to the account manager of Harry James Potter concerning the misinformation about his wealth and possible inheritance from one Sirius Orion Black."

Said Harry James Potter wondered how the twins were able to switch from their usual exuberant behaviour to completely business-like in a matter of seconds.

"Greetings, wand-wielders. Is Harry James Potter with you? Otherwise, Gringotts is not inclined to give any kind of information.", the goblin said languidly.

Harry stepped forth:" Yes."

The gaze of the sharp-featured creature ran over his frame.

"Very well.", he turned around and barked something in the to wizards absolutely incomprehensible language to another.

The other goblin nodded, then turned to the triad and said:" Follow me."

A myriad of turns and fork in the paths later, the goblin and the three wizards stood in front of a door. The clawed hand of the goblin rapped on the heavily decorated wood.

Again a bark in Gobbledegook. Their leader turned to them with a toothy grin;" You may enter."

With one last glance to his companions, Harry opened the door and stepped inside.

Then, he began to smile;" Greetings, Griphook!"

Gred and Forge exchanged a bewildered look while the goblin sitting behind the ornate desk answered: "Greetings, Mr. Potter. What can I do for you?"

Shrugging the petite framed boy, glanced to the twins:" I don't really know but Fred and George said that I might be my godfathers heir?"

"That would be correct, Mr. Potter. Just like you're the heir to the Potter wealth and title."

Harry frowned:" That's the second time I heard about the wealth of my family; Do you mean the gold in my vault?"

The goblins eyes narrowed in suspicion:" No, I mean the overall wealth not just your trust vault which was constructed and filled for the expanses on your school supplies and clothes and other needs you might have. That in it self is rather much, but with the Potter family vaults and you accepting the lordship of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black you'd be one of the wealthiest single person in Wizarding Great Britain."

"Why didn't anyone tell me about that?", slowly anger began to build up in the slight boy.

Griphook nodded as if his suspicions had been proved right:" Actually, you should have been told by your magical guardian."

Confusion showed clearly in Harry's face.

The goblin sighed and pinched the bridge of his admittedly long and pointy nose. " Albus Dumbledore is your magical guardian. I take it he didn't tell you about this fact or your status as the Heir to the Most Honourable House of Potter?"

"Eh…No?"

The quill Griphook had been holding onto snapped due to the harsh treatment its owner put it through.

The twins who had been silent the whole time spoke up:" Is there any way to find out if any other wrongdoing has happened?"

"Not really, all financial reports will have to be overlooked in order to find them. That could take up to a whole month…But Mr. Potter could make it easier for us."

Harry who had a hard time holding onto his rage at being lied to once again by his 'esteemed' headmaster, looked to Griphook;" Of course, but how?"

" Just tell me if you ever have asked for money other than that in your trust vault?"

" No! How could I have considering I never knew I have money more than that in that vault!", the bespectacled boy exclaimed.

The grin that appeared on the goblins face showed his sharp fangs and should have terrified the other present being. As it is the twins matched it to a 'T' while Harry watched interestedly.

"Perfect!", Griphook exclaimed with glee. " I'll get to it right away, Mr. Potter. I shall call for Crunk who is the Head of the Lordship Department at Gringotts. He'll explain the proceedings of accepting your titles and probably give you some reading list to teach you the mannerism and privileges and duties of purebloods."

Aghast, Harry nodded. All the while his freckled companions grinned smugly.

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