Chapter 3: Dealing with Goblins or Markings Revealed.

Sorry it took me so long to update. I had a whole swarm of family come and visit this past week and then I got really sick. They kept me busy doing various things and I have not had a chance to finish the chapters I've been working on. I had been working on the chapters at the only time I was free, which was at 3o'clock AM. Now that I'm better and the family is gone the chapters will start coming faster. So I hope you enjoy this next chapter a little more Enrialdian lore will be given and you finally find out who the Fates sent with Harry.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe or its characters. Those belong to the wonderful JK Rowling. The only characters who belong to me are the Fates, Ellie, El, and Elandra and a few minor characters.

Thanks to everyone who read my story. To all those who sent suggestions I am taking them to heart and trying to figure out where to include them in my story.

This chapter is dedicated to one of my all time favorite fanfics, "Time Interrupted" by Madm05. In this story Hermione is sent back in time, to her child self, in order to stop certain things from happening. It hasn't been updated since last year but I am still eagerly awaiting the next chapter.

Alert: To all those reading, I am sending out some questions. Since Harry will be avoiding Ron, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley like the plague how should he meet Gred & Forge, and should Harry follow in the prank-family legacy? I will be reading through all suggestions and choosing the one I think will work best, so send your ideas my way.

"Regular Speech"

"Sarcasm"

El Mind-Speech

Harry Mind-Speech

Gobbledygook


As Harry and Hagrid were walking down Diagon Alley in the general direction of Gringotts, Harry couldn't help but try and look in seventy directions at once. The first time he had gone to Diagon Alley he had been so overwhelmed that he hadn't gotten the chance to really look, and in both second and third years the experience had been a little bit overshadowed. First, by a blond-haired moron who could be beaten by one of Hagrid's flobberworms, and then by the whole prisoner escaped thing. Don't get him wrong it had been an amazing time, it just hadn't been as vibrant or new. Sure, it technically wasn't new to Harry but in some ways it was. The last time he had been here half the shops were closed and there was no laughing or loud noise, it had been very similar to a graveyard. Seeing it now was like seeing it for the first time again.

As Hagrid watched Harry try to take in everything at once he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. The boy's head was going every which way as he tried to see all of the interesting and amazing things. As he watched Harry try to take in everything his thoughts travelled back to his former thoughts. What had that poor boy been through, and why did Dumbledore lie about his living conditions? Hagrid was trying to come up with the answers to why one of the people he respected most had intentionally sent one of the people he cared about dearly into a literal living hell. He had always respected and trusted the Headmasters decisions believing him to always have a good reason. Yet, if that was the case why was he watching a poor boy as he got his first glimpse of freedom. What reasons did Dumbledore have for putting James and Lily's son through hell? Hagrid went along with many of the Headmasters decisions, but there was no way he was ever going to accept that there was a good reason for a small boy to be forced to live in a hellhole. Asking himself what exactly Dumbledore was up to, only led him to more questions. If the Headmaster had willingly allowed a child to suffer, what else might he allow? And if forced to choose between agreeing with Dumbledore and protecting Harry what would he himself choose? There were just so many questions and not enough answers. Lost in his thoughts Hagrid never noticed when Harry stopped looking and hopping around like an exuberant child. He never noticed when Harry looked at him and started observing him, and he never noticed the look in Harry's eyes when he came to a decision that would shatter all of Hagrid's long held beliefs.

Harry, since coming back to the past, had been observing everything everyone did. Sure he might have acted and spoken like a kid but he had also been watching. He had been watching everything around him with an intensity only a child was capable of. Sure, kids might not seem like they are paying attention to anything around them and act immature, but they are always watching, always observing, always making their own choices about how they will act. That is why in a single household you can have two children who are as different as night and day. Like him and Dudley. They both had watched how Vernon and Petunia acted and their personalities and actions reflected that. Harry had seen the way the adults around him acted and swore he would never act in such a way, while Dudley decided to follow in his parent's abusive footsteps.

Harry had been watching and analyzing each and everything around him. That was why he had noticed when Hagrid had started realizing how his home-life had been, he had noticed when Hagrid had started questioning things about the past, and he had noticed when Hagrid got to the point where one more push would make all his belief and trust in Dumbledore shatter. Harry knew it would hurt the giant, he knew it would shatter years of beliefs and he knew that even though it would hurt he would be better off afterwards. That was why Harry had decided he was going to push. The Fate Fixers had told him that he would be allowed to make his own decisions as long as certain things involving Voldemort remained the same. Everything else was free game. If he wanted to go as far as becoming Minister of Magic he could go ahead as long as a few important events remained the same.

The first things Harry had decided he would change were his dogfathers imprisonment and Hagrid's belief in Dumbledork.


Harry and Hagrid had been standing still in the middle of the street for five minutes when Hagrid snapped back to the present and realized they were half a block away from Gringotts. Seeing Harry's eyes on him he smiled a small grin and pointed out the snowy-white building towering over the shops. As they both started walking in that direction Hagrid started talking about some of the various shops along the street they were traveling on.

While this was going on Harry was listening with one ear while trying to order his thought with the others. According to the Fate Fixer trio the first time he entered Gringotts would be the point where he could make the most change. If everything went as it was supposed to he would never have to see the Dursleys again and his dogfather would be free of Azkaban. Then again, he would also have to go through a ritual that would, according to his Grim Angel, make him want to peel off his skin and wish he was in hell, at least there it's only hellfire. That was his biggest problem with what the Fates had ordered him to do. His only consolation for this was that everything he felt, Moldyshorts would feel a hundred times worse. Apparently because he didn't have a body the rituals effect on his soul would be increased greatly.

As Harry and Hagrid neared the large, white building Harry noticed a goblin standing at the top of the steps and remembering the Fates suggestions, and the trios threats, made a bow while maintaining eye contact. Apparently, the goblin really hadn't been expecting this because his eyes became large and he kept staring while Harry backed into the building. Reaching a second pair of silver doors, it was even funnier when, repeating the bow and backing through the doors he saw the two goblins standing with their mouths open. Obviously, the goblins weren't used to wizards bowing and showing respect to them.

Walking through the large doors, Harry looked around the large room at the large amount of goblins sitting behind the long counters working. As Harry and Hagrid made their way to the counter, Harry noticed several goblins along the wall watching him. When he noticed their attention he gave a bow to the group before continuing on, to the counter. As they reached the counter Harry noticing the teller starring at him with a probing look, gave a deep bow and watched as the goblins eyebrow twitched slightly before the goblin gave his full attention to Hagrid.

"Goo' Morning," Hagrid said while giving a slight bow to the teller. "We've come ter get some money outta Mr. Harry Potter's vault."

"And does Mr. Potter have his key, sir?"

"It's here somewhere," said Hagrid, as he started searching through the pockets of his overcoat, scattering things in every direction. Realizing that it was going to take a while Harry watched as the goblins nearby were weighing various jewels. He was so caught up that he jumped about a foot in the air when a cheerful voice spoke behind him.

"The grimoire will appear, in your vault right before you open it."

As Harry spun around he saw none other than the Fate of the Present standing behind him dressed in jeans and a long t-shirt with flip-flops and long brown hair. Seeing her Harry could do nothing other than to stare at the Fate who now looked like she was eleven.

"Present what on Earth are you doing here?" Harry asked desperately. "I didn't die again, at least I don't think I did so why are you here?"

"Aww, how come you knew it was me?" she asked while pouting.

"Your face. I noticed that Past seems angry or annoyed and Future seems perfectly calm. Now you didn't answer my question, why are you here?"

"I'm here because it was decided that you need a babysitter. Didn't you read the fine print? It specifically states that someone would be sent with you to your past to make sure you don't do something like accidentally blow-up the timeline. You'll also be getting periodic reviews from your Grim Angel. While you are alive I am going to be experiencing life as a human. Basically I make sure you don't die before your time while attending Hogwarts. Therefore, during certain situations I will meet up with you to make sure you don't get killed. I'm also supposed to help train you in certain things. That's why we used our Fate powers and got me enrolled in Hogwarts. From now on you can call me El. Right now we are in a time bubble, which is why we can talk like this, everyone around us is in time stop. I can only do it for a short time though, before time restarts. For now, no one is allowed to know I'm here, so talk in your mind and I'll hear." El said before there was a pop and time continued for everyone around them.

As time restarted Harry started processing what El had said. The Fates had sent him a babysitter and he was going to be getting periodic meetings with Keres. For some reason he was having difficulty trying figuring out how it would work.

"Well I will mainly just be making sure certain things are the same and training you. This is sort of like a vacation for me. Every time a 'special' person is on their last life one of the Fates will be sent with him or her to help them. Ellie was the last one, almost three hundred years ago. Keres will be coming to visit you for your reviews when you're alone." El replied softly in Harry's mind. It was kind of unnerving having someone talking in his head.

As Harry was observing Hagrid looking through his coat, he couldn't help but feel amusement to the fact that no one, not even the goblins were paying attention to El as she stood next to him. It was as if she wasn't there, as if no one could feel her existence. Watching as she just stood there looking ahead at the exchange taking place between the giant and the goblin, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of sorrow, and he didn't know why.

"Sorry. That was my fault. I can't help remembering what happened to these people in your former timeline and the fact that even if you had been alive and hadn't had sex with your stalker you wouldn't have been able to mourn them anyway because of the little potions bitch. Hagrid died within a year of you, protecting the animals and school he loved from the Death Munchers. The goblin died protecting his family from them. It is sad for me to see all those who died." El explained to him in a sad tone.

"It is sad, when I think about it. So many lives became lost when he came back, so many things happened. I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't died from the potions, would I have been able to defeat Voldemort or would he have killed me?" Harry thought back his thoughts. It was weird doing it this way without speaking.

"Neither. If the potions hadn't killed you Hermione's death would have. You would have had sex with the Ginger Bitch and Hermione's soul would have shattered completely causing the end to her existence. Not just her life but also her existence. Without a soul there is no life after death. Her death would have caused you to break free from the potions influence and your soul would have followed after hers into the great abyss where you both would have ceased to exist. Now pay attention Hagrid's about to find your key." El thought back right before Hagrid exclaimed that the key was found.

"Found it," said Hagrid as he held the tiny key up to the goblin.

After examining the key closely the goblin said everything appeared to be in order before Hagrid leaned down and quietly spoke to him. Of course, being right next to him Harry, and El, heard everything he said.

"I've got a letter from Dumbledore, about vault seven hundred and thirteen." Hagrid said before handing a letter to the goblin.

The goblin took the letter and read over the letter carefully.

"Very well," he said handing the letter back to Hagrid, "I will have some one take you down to both vaults. Griphook!"

Griphook came over and Harry gave him a bow before turning to the teller at the desk and doing it again. As the group followed Griphook toward one of the doors leading off the hall, Harry made sure to keep an eye on El and follow her movements because even though no one could see or feel her she still showed the goblins respect.

"Hagrid what's in vault seven hundred and thirteen?" Harry asked his giant friend even though he knew the answer.

"Sorry Harry, but can't tell yeh that, it's very secret. Hogwarts business." Said Hagrid mysteriously. Harry noticed that this time he didn't even mention Dumbledore's trust.

Griphook held the door open for them. Harry, who knew what was to come, made sure that he kept facing Griphook while passing through the door. As they walked through the narrow stone passageway beyond, Harry thought that it was interesting that the Goblins purposely showed disrespect to wizards and they didn't know it. As they reached the railway tracks at the end of the slope Griphook whistled and a cart came hurtling along the tracks toward them. They all climbed in – even El – and were off.

As they started hurtling through the maze Harry put his hands in the air and gave out a shout of delight, noticing vaguely that El was doing the same. As they traveled through the caverns he saw a burst of fire from the end of a passage before they plunged deeper into the hidden caverns. As they past an underground lake with stalactites and stalagmites Harry sent a silent message to El asking what the difference between them is.

"Stalactites point down, stalagmites point up." She sent back in an excited voice. Harry couldn't help think that for all her knowledge she seemed to act like an excited kid. Looking over at Hagrid he noticed that he seemed to be turning a little green and remembered that Hagrid didn't like riding the Gringotts cart.

As the cart stopped in front of a small door in the wall they all got out and Griphook unlocked the door. As it opened a bunch of smoke came out and as it cleared mound of gold, silver, and bronze coins appeared. Resting at side of the gold near the wall was a book. As Harry reached out to pick it up he realized it was the grimoire from the Fates and keeping it out of site of the others he discreetly put it in a bag before putting large amount of the coins on top of it.

As Hagrid started helping to fill the bag he explained the difference in currency between the coins. Turning to Griphook he told him that they were ready to be taken to vault seven hundred thirteen.

Exiting the vault they got on the cart that took them deeper and deeper into the caverns. As they hurtled around tight corners the air got colder and colder. As they got to Vault 713 Griphook told everyone to stand back before gently stroking the door with his long fingers before it melted away.

"If anyone other than a Gringotts goblin tried that, they'd be sucked through the door and trapped inside," Griphook said.

"How often do you check to see if anyone is inside?" Harry asked as he remembered the 'former' conversation.

"Maybe once every ten years," the Goblin said with a vicious grin.

As he looked into the vault, Hagrid walked to the little package on the floor and tucked it into his coat.

"Come on Harry, back in this death machine," Hagrid spoke as he climbed back into the cart.


After one wild ride the group stood back in the narrow passageway as Hagrid tried to regain the ability to walk, Harry was having a silent conversation with El as the discussed what they were going to do about Hagrid.

"How are we going to get Hagrid to leave us here and go to the pub? I don't think that he will be very agreeable with the thought of leaving me here without him. He seems a little bit more overprotective than last time." Harry said silently to El. He was appreciative that Hagrid was this way, but it couldn't have happened at a worse time.

"Well you don't actually have to have to get him to leave. He could stay and than you wouldn't have to hide things from him." The girl sent back in an amused tone.

"The thing I'm worried about is what will he tell Dumbledore. I mean I'm trying to work on that but he has always been Dumbledorks man. He has trusted him completely for years."

"But that's just the thing, he hasn't. There have been times where he has come really close to breaking free of the Manipulative Old Bastards clutches, but each time he has been Obliviated and loyalty and trust charms have been placed on him. The reason the M.O.B. has done this is because although it doesn't seem likely he was a close friend to your parents. When your mother started creating new spells with her Enrialdian powers she used some on Hagrid. They prevent secrets he knows from ever being divulged to those not keyed in. Your living conditions and the things you've told him are starting to break through Dumbledore's spells. This is happening because everything you have told him has been the truth, maybe not the whole truth, but the truth nonetheless. His magic and your mother's spells can tell what you are saying is the truth and are working together to help breaking free. As it is, they have recognized you as someone to protect and will stop Dumbledore by force if necessary to protect your secrets. If you hadn't started working on removing his trust in Dumbles from the start you might not have been able to let him come with." El started explaining to Harry. She had always loved watching the things Lily did. That woman was the very definition of a genius and everything she did, she did for others. If you wanted her trust you had to earn it, and Dumbles hadn't done that.

"So your saying I can let Hagrid in on some of my plans. It might be easier to break through Dumbledorks manipulations if he sees what they have led to. Okay lets get this show on the road."

After his private conversation with El, Harry walked over to Griphook and catching his attention bowed deeply to the Goblin while remaining eye contact.

Frowning Griphook looked at the small human in front of him. He was not used to wizards showing him such respect. He was curious as to what it was that the small child wanted. After all if he didn't like the boys request he could always refuse.

"What is it you wished to ask me?" Griphook said in the gravelly voice of all Goblins.

"Teller Griphook, I wished to ask if you could possibly take the time out of your busy schedule to take the time to arrange a meeting for me with Goblin healers." Harry said while still bowing.

"Tell me, why is it that are asking to see Goblin healers and not wizard ones?" Griphook asked curiously. He had not been expecting this.

"A friend told me to in a dream from the one who became three." Harry said politely while maintaining eye contact.

Of all the things that the Goblin would have expected, this was not one of them. The Fates had taken a special interest in the boy. That would explain why the Goblin had been feeling a faint presence near the boy. He wouldn't be surprised if one was following the boy around right now. As he watched the boy he couldn't help wondering about the boy's fate. Watching as the boy willingly showed respect to him without any sign of contempt, he came to a decision. He would willingly side with this Child of Fate.

"Very well Mr. Potter, I will take you to the Goblin healers myself and see that you are examined. Please arise. Will Mr. Hagrid be coming as well?" asked Griphook as he watched the boy.

"If it is okay with you I would like Hagrid to come along, he's my friend." Harry said with a small closed-mouth smile. He had gotten a little worried when the Goblin had not told him he could stand.

"Very well, if you both would follow me." Griphook said while leading them to another tunnel.

As Harry and Hagrid followed after the Goblin, Harry knew that Hagrid was wondering what happened. He just was trying to figure out what he could tell the giant, without breaking that contract.


"Khaavolaar! Maabet! Kuradi kont bourik! Ezt a gyermek! Dylent fod wedi eu rhwygo asgwm cefn allan a bod yn tagu gyda'u coluddion eu hunain!" The Goblin doctors shouted in Gobbledygook. Harry had no idea what they were saying but El was sending the translations to him. Apperently the Goblins were pissed with what they found. Harry loved the last one: They should have their spine ripped out and be choked with their own intestines. He could just imagine it happening to Dumbledork.

As the Goblin healer continued to curse in increasingly worse language he looked over to Hagrid to see what he would make of the healers reaction. The giant was completely pale and looked like he was going to pass out. Apparently the giant understood just what the Goblin healer's reaction meant. Griphook had decided to stay with the group while he got a health check and now had a severe frown on his face.

When the Goblin turned to Harry, finally a little calm he didn't even bother to read out what the diagnosis was but just handed over the sheet of information. Looking it over Harry was having some trouble not using the vast amount of curse words he had learned over his lifetime; at least Vernon and Dudley were good for something.

Results of Health Check

- Full Medical History: Most Healed

- left arm: 3 times broken - healed, a hairline fracture – unnoticed must be healed, wrist broken twice - healed, severe internal bruising - healed

- left shoulder/shoulder blade: broken twice - healed, severe bruising - healed, severe lacerations – not healed, raw

- left leg: 4 times broken - healed, kneecap broken - healed, broken ankle - healed

- left ribs: 3 times broken – healed, severe bruising – healed

- right arm: 6 times broken – healed, wrist broken twice – healed, 3 broken fingers – healed, extremely severe bruising - healed

- right shoulder/shoulder blade: 4 times broken – healed, severe bruising – healed, severe lacerations – not healed, raw

- right leg: 5 times broken – healed, kneecap broken twice – healed, ankle broken 3 times – healed, hand broken twice – healed, burns on hand – healed, fingers broken several times in several places - healed

- right ribs: 8 times broken – healed, hairline crack – must be healed, severe bruising – healing

- back: extremely severe deep lacerations covering back– not healed

- head: cracked 3 times - healed

Results of Core Check

- Complete Core Check: 97 percent Blocked, Sealed

- Magical Ability – 88 percent blocked

Transfiguration Ability - 97 percent sealed

Defense Ability – 70 percent sealed

Charms Ability – 80 percent sealed

Potions Ability – 83 percent sealed

Herbology - formerly 44 percent sealed: seal broken

- Bloodline Gifts – 92 percent sealed

Animagus Ability – 100 percent sealed

Dream Seer Ability – 99 percent sealed

Parselmouth Ability – 50 percent sealed

Occlumency Ability – 100 percent sealed

Legilimency Ability – 100 percent sealed

Doom Seer Ability – formerly 100 percent sealed: seal completely obliterated

Flight Ability – 98 percent sealed

Healing – 100 percent sealed

Soul Music – 100 percent sealed and blocked

- Mental – 92 percent sealed

- Mage Senses – 100 percent sealed

Mage Sight – 100 percent sealed

Mage Hearing – 100 percent sealed

- Cognitive Ability – 84 percent sealed

Focus – 83 percent sealed

Observation – 80 percent sealed

Knowledge Recall – 78 percent sealed

Linguistics – 81 percent sealed

Creativity – 98 percent self-blocked

- Physical – 60 percent blocked

Strength – 86 percent sealed

Flexibility – 72 percent sealed

Endurance – formerly 51 percent sealed: seal broken

Speed – formerly 67 percent sealed: seal broken

Agility – formerly 54 percent sealed: seal broken

Coordination – 23 percent sealed

Balance – no seal

Stamina – formerly 34 percent sealed

Hearing – 60 percent sealed

"Damn, I knew you were blocked badly, but I didn't check to see just how badly. With those scores you should be a root vegetable even if your core has grown." El said while looking over his shoulder.

With El's confirmation the curse words he had been holding back burst forth and Hagrid, Griphook and Healer Uclak got to hear just how vast that vocabulary was. When he had finished he looked over to see Hagrid in shock, El rolling on the floor laughing and both Goblins looking at him in amusement.

"Sorry," Harry said embarrassed. "Is there anything you can do to fix this?"

"Mr. Potter, before we do that, can you please tell us just where you got such injuries?" Healer Uclak asked Harry.

"My guardians, Vernon and Petunia Dursley. They don't like me very much." Harry said quietly while his face became an expressionless mask.

"Vernon and Petunia Dursley, and who exactly put you with your relatives." Griphook growled out.

"As I am to understand it Headmaster Dumbledore left me on their doorstep after my parents deaths."

"Really Mr. Potter. If you'll excuse me Healer Uclak will take care of you. I just have to go look over some things." Griphook said while moving towards the door.

Harry got up and bowed to the Goblin before thanking him and getting back on the examination table.


Harry had spent over two hours with Uclak going over everything he would have to take when the door opened to admit a tall Goblin with golden armor and a large sword. Standing a respectful distance behind him was Griphook and what looked to be an honor guard. As the Goblin entered Harry got up and bow low to the Goblin while Healer Uclak did the same and Hagrid was asleep where he was sitting.

"Please arise. I was recently approached by Teller Griphook and had some things to take care of. Apparently some of the Goblins believed they could get away with stealing from a valued customer and they had to be properly disciplined. I am Chief Ragnok." He said in a gravely voice. "I am sorry Mr. Potter but it looks like you are going to need a new account manager. And all of the expenses taken from the Potter accounts have been returned along with interest."

"Now I came because I heard some things that were rather troubling. Could you enlighten me?" He said while looking at Harry.

"What exactly is it you wished to know Chief Ragnok?" Harry asked politely.

"A few things actually. Teller Griphook said that you had been given a dream, that you were living with your muggle relatives and that Headmaster Dumbledore had put you there, and that your living arrangements were not the best. Elaborate on these subjects please.

"Harry, I'm going to tell you what to say. Don't worry it will be okay." El said before Harry could begin.

"Well, I don't think I'm very good at explaining things but I'll try." Harry said while he looked at Ragnok.

"In the dream, I'm standing in a long hallway and there is someone leading me." Harry said while listening to what El told him.

"After walking for a while, we get to a really big white door with these weird silver symbols on it. As I reach out to touch the door, the other person stops me. She puts her hand a few inches away from the door until I hear this chiming like a bell. When we hear it she opens the door and inside are three girls. They look at me and we talk for a while until they tell me it's time to go. They tell me that I have to go to Goblin Healers and I ask them what Goblins are and they tell me I'll know when I meet them. One of them tells me that when I'm asked why Goblin healers I should say what I told Griphook." Harry finished.

"Thank you and now for the second subject. You said Dumbledore left you there." Ragnok said calmly.

"I've lived in my relatives house for as long as I can remember. Hagrid told me that Professor Dumbledore left me on their doorstep after my parents died." He said while nodding towards the sleeping giant. "My relatives quite frankly hate my guts and would quite happily push me in front of a speeding lorry. They give me table scraps to eat while I have to cook for them and their son. I have to literally do all the cleaning and yard work around the house. My room is the cupboard under the stairs. And well I guess I'll just show you." Harry said before taking off Dudley old shirt and dropping it to the ground.

Ragnok was horrified as he listened to this child talk about his childhood, if you could call it that. Goblins were a warrior race but they didn't treat their children like that. One false move against a child and the Goblins head would adorn a pike. When the small boy reached up and took off the huge baggy shirt he had to stop himself from letting out a war cry. There were marks all over his body and there were lines of scar tissue crossing over his shoulders. As the boy turned around Ragnok let out a low growl. Some muggles were soon going to be in great trouble.

"This happened many times. My sixth birthday it was my present, I did better on my report card than Dudley and they beat me again, I was late to cook their breakfast and they beat me again, I burnt the bacon and they beat me again, I didn't finish pulling the weeds before Vernon got home, I didn't mow the lawn in straight enough lines, I bled on the rose bushes after Dudley played a game of 'Harry hunting', Dudley blamed me for throwing away the school lunch Aunt Petunia made for me when it was really him, I bled on the kitchen floor, Vernon had a bad day at work. They tied me to the stair banister and took my shirt off. After that Vernon took a belt and beat me again, and again, and again. I didn't cry or make any sound because I would get in trouble again. He didn't like that so he started hitting me with the studded metal belt buckle. And still he didn't like that so he kept hitting until he couldn't anymore. Aunt Petunia was yelling about my bleed on the floor, Dudley had taken the fireplace poker and was hitting me with it." As Harry said all of this his voice got really distant, as if he wasn't in the room anymore.

As the Goblins listened to him in horror he slowly started to sway back and forth until he slumped backwards. It was at this point that Hagrid stopped pretending to be asleep. As he caught Harry in his massive arms and gently put him on the examination table he couldn't help the great racking sobs that spilled forth from himself. He had realized that the doctor would be asking Harry about his medical history and he hadn't wanted the boy to be worried about him hearing his home life and so he had pretended to sleep. He wasn't as oblivious as people accused him of being he just didn't know how to keep secrets. As he sat back on the area he had vacated he was repeating over and over that Dumbledore lied, that Dumbledore said he was happy, that Dumbledore said he was looked after, that Dumbledore said Harry was being checked up on. It was at this point that El, while crying for all the pain Harry had gone through, saw the paths change. It was at this point that she saw Hagrid break through Dumbledore's spells.


When Harry came awake he felt like he had been hit in the head with a bludger. As he looked around he saw that while he was still in Gringotts he was now laying on a leather couch in a large office.

"Aw, Mr. Potter. I see you are now awake, you had us quite worried when you suddenly fainted like that." Harry looked over and saw Ragnok sitting behind a large redwood desk. Looking around he saw Hagrid sitting in a corner and El shaking on the ground next to him.

"I'm sorry for the trouble Chief Ragnok." Harry said as he remembered what had happened to cause his fainting.

"It was not your fault. I would have been surprised if you hadn't fainted. You have had a terrible childhood Mr. Potter. After you passed out I talked with the doctor and Griphook about what we should do about several things. Griphook has been appointed as your new account manager, if that is all right with you. Healer Uclak said that the spells showed something very alarming. Your scar seems to have be very worrisome. Apparently it connects you with someone and it has very dark magic leaking from it. Before we can do anything about healing you we will have to deal with that. Unfortunately the ritual to remove it is extremely painful as well as extremely expensive. It will however also remove all block, seals, and curses on you." Ragnok explained while looking at Harry.

"I was told I should offer to pay with a blood alliance if that is alright with you." Harry said while looking at the shaking El. He was really getting worried.

"Ah, yes from your dream correct. Very well we shall do it that way. We will get your blood after the ritual when it will work best." Said Ragnok as he stood up and gestured for Harry to follow him. As he stood up he saw the still shaking El come after him.

Getting up Harry followed the Chief as he walked through a tunnel to a train car.

"Now the entire time since you have been in the Gringotts underground, including at the Healers, you have been in a different time space. Days could have past here and only an hour outside. The reason I am telling you this is because you will be going into an even greater time space. Days will pass inside with very little time outside. Now when you get to the area for the ritual, you will have to get nude so that the runes can be drawn on you. You will then stand in the center of the ritual space and the ritual will begin. Understand?" Ragnok said while looking at the attentive child. The boy had been in a very bad state when he passed out.

After that had occurred Griphook and him had been pouring over all of the Potter accounts and planning revenge on those who would treat a child like that. They had found some very interesting things hidden in the paperwork that they would show the boy as soon as the boy woke up from the ritual. They had gotten a great laugh from Dumbledore's stupidity when they saw that he had sealed the Potter's wills with the Wizengamot but obviously hadn't known about their joint will created a week before their deaths.

"I understand." Harry said while looking at Ragnok. He was wondering what El was going to do since she hadn't been more than six inches from him since he had woken up.

As the train car came to a gentle stop Harry noticed that El had stopped shaking and now had a calculating look on her face. He had a feeling that she was planning his relatives' eternal damnation but was kind of worried when she got and extremely evil look on her face while walking with him off the car.

"Here we are mister Potter the Goblins will be painting the runes on you just make sure that you do not move." Ragnok said in an encouraging tone.

As Harry walked toward the Goblins who were going to be putting the runes on him he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. These Goblins didn't know him but he was worried about what they would think about his scars. As he took off him shirt he saw El give a gentle smile. Removing the rest of his clothes he stood still as the Goblins picked up their bowls filled with a red liquid that he was sure was blood. He was startled when he saw El walk up to him and cutting her hand poured her blood into a bowl she was holding. Then just as the Goblins she started dipping her fingers into the blood and drawing symbols on him, adding to some runes and removing others.

He noticed that the Goblins that were drawing the runes merely blinked when they saw the symbols and continued painting. When one of the Goblins finished he asked and the Goblin replied that it had sometimes been known to happen. When it happened it was considered an omen from the Fates and they would be included in the ritual. When the Goblin finished saying that he picked up his bowl and moved to the center of the large room and started adding symbols to the ones that were already there.

Finally, Harry was done being painted and was lead to the center of the large mass of painted runes. Kneeling down as instructed he felt a shiver run along his skin as the Goblins moved to their positions. One by one the Goblins started chanting and that's when it started. A pain so intense the beatings at the Dursleys would never compare. It was like comparing a getting a paper cut and getting your arm cut off with a chainsaw. As the pain running through his body slowly increased he held back the screams fighting to break their way through. Voldie's cruciatus curse would be a tickling compared to this pain.

Soon Harry's mind faded away from the outside world, and the pain, and started drawing inward it focused on two specific places. One was the scar on his forehead. He could hear blood-curling screams issuing from it soon however his attention was drawn even further inward. Eventually, after what seemed like forever he reached a place filled with large steel boxes. As he approached one of the boxes he noticed that it was really layers and layers of chains and something was trying to break free. Harry was slowly drawing away from whatever was in the boxes when a warm light peeked through the one of the chains. Feeling that light he wanted to feel more, so drawing closer he started pulling at the chains trying to free that light. After what seemed like hours he finally got some of the chains free. Pulling more and more he eventually got to the warm light. As Harry reached out to touch it, the light flew towards his chest and started filling him. After freeing one light Harry knew that he needed to get what was in the other boxes free as well, even if it was some thing dark it needed to be free. And so he set to work.

Meanwhile outside of Harry the ritual was continuing. As it progressed El watched as he kept from crying out. She watched as the pain built to greater heights and still he didn't cry out. As the ritual continued she watched as he retreated into the only place safe from the pain, his soul. As the ritual progressed there was a bright flash from the center of his heart. As the energy swirled around the room and was absorbed into the ritual she saw as one by one the Goblins started becoming weak with exhaustion. It was Showtime. This is why she had added those symbols, so that she could add her power to the ritual and give her energy to the Goblins participating. Gathering all of her power she pushed it all into her hands then slammed them onto the runes written on the ground. As she pushed more and more power into the runes they started to glow and she felt the energy being used by the Goblins helping the ritual. She didn't know how long she could keep this up but she would keep it up until every last drop of her power was gone.

Harry could feel more energy entering him as he went to work on the next box. As he neared it he could see that the chains on this one were even more than on the other. However, when he got close to the chains he could feel whatever was in this one fighting even harder than the first. Chain by chain Harry worked until this one was free as well and before he could even touch it slammed into him. When that happened he went to the next and the next until there was no more boxes left. When that happened Harry felt as a scream tore through the air and then he felt waves of weakness and slowly he faded.


After what felt like years Harry woke up to find he was in a hospital bed. Sitting on his bed next to him was El. As he looked around he noticed various colors around everything. It was than that he realized he didn't have his glasses. As he slowly sat up he noticed Hagrid sitting in a large chair sleeping. He was about to get up when an elderly Goblin came into the room and seeing him came over before addressing him.

"My name is Healer Rukluk. My son Uclak needed a rest and so I am watching over you today. You have been in a coma for the past 6 days." Said Rukluk in an old voice.

"SIX DAYS!" Harry shouted accidentally waking up Hagrid.

"Harry, your a' right!" Hagrid said before bounding over to give him a hug.

"Let me continue. You have been asleep for 6 days cavern time. Out side a little over an hour has passed. Now let me give you a check up and then I will take you to see Account Manager Griphook and Chief Ragnok. They have been waiting most expectantly for you to awake." Rukluk said before a paper appeared and he looked it over before handing to Harry. "Yep your free to go. There are some clean clothes for you by the screen please go change."

As Harry walked over to the screen he saw El follow him before making a strange gesture.

"Okay Harry, we are now in a time bubble. We have some things to talk about. And please put on some pants." She said before two chairs and a floating tea set appeared.

As Harry put his new pants on he looked around the screen to see that Rukluk and Hagrid were frozen in place.

"Please take a seat Harry. We have much to discuss." She said before taking a sip of tea.

"What do we need to talk about?" Harry asked as he grabbed his teacup.

"About that mark on your chest." After speaking Harry looked down to see he had a marking that was about the size of four quarters but together.

"That marking is the mark of the Enrialdian Royals. Each Royal Enrialdian has a marking like that somewhere on there bodies. It can be anywhere from the size of your thumbnail to the size of your palm. It shows what elements you have control over. You have main strength in Wind, Plants, Earth, Darkness, and Light. Your secondary strengths are Water, Lightning, Magma, Fire, and Ice. That's all of them making you a Celestial Royal. I wonder if the other three are also? Basically you're balanced. Remember you have to work hard to master your Enrialdian powers. They aren't like magic; they are a part of your very breath so you have to control them in a different way. Anyway, here is a fun little tidbit. The marks are extremely sensitive spots." She said before reaching out and scraping a fingernail down his mark. As she did this, Harry almost fell out of his chair as he felt a tingling sensation move throughout his body. It was so powerful he knew he was on the edge.

"See told you it's strong. The good thing about Enrialdian marks is that eventually they get even more sensitive until just a like will cause you to come. Of course that is only good with the fact that Enrialdians were known for their stamina in the sex department. They were a race of sensuality and were known to never cheat on their soulmate. When you get older Hermione is going to be so lucky. Did you know that parselmouths are prized lovers? Hundreds of years ago women would go so far as to join harems for a parselmouth lover."

"I know I'm going to regret asking this but why were they prized lovers?"

"They were prized lovers because when they his their tongues release vibrations as well as magic." El said with a cat that ate the canary grin. "Well the bubbles about to come down better get dressed." She said as their was a pop and time continued.

Harry knew she had given him that talk on purpose. Most likely to get him to loosen up, but now he was horny as hell.


A/N: Hope you enjoyed reviews. Please send me your ideas. The next chapter is entitled I own what? or Meeting of Soulmates