All rights to JK unfortunately. (angry fist shake)

HPOV

The next time I woke, all I saw was the top of the bed, where I should have been sleeping. It seemed that in my pained sleep I had fallen out the bed. I stood up, realising that the pain was gone, I stood on shaky legs and walked to my mirror. I gasped at the changes that had occurred. My 5"2 body - which was largely due to malnourishment - had miraculously grown a foot in height making me now 6"2. My once bird nest like hair had grown to the middle of my back and was actually neat. My hips had widened giving me a more feminine appearance and only then did I realise that I could see perfectly without the aid of my glasses. My face had cleared of all blemishes and even my stupid scar had faded slightly until it was just barely visible. Overall I was quite happy. I didn't know why I had to change so much, maybe this was what I should have looked like, had I been well fed and cared for. The only thing that was worrying was that he had a pull in his chest where his heart was almost a longing for something but he didn't have a clue what he was wanting.

Getting dressed quickly, I quickly cast a tempus which told me that it was ten past eight in the morning. Deciding that I didn't want to deal with my idiot relatives until later I grabbed my wand and a small pouch of money that I had left over from last term. Being as quiet as I could I crept down the stairs and out the front door before reaching the road across from the park where I got the night bus before. Putting my wand out I counted to three before Bang! And the night bus appeared before me. Stan shunpike had barely opened the doors before I had rushed in and slammed down a galleon before rushing to sit on a bed before the bus was off again. I had been desperately trying not to be sick for about two minutes before Stan came up before me and gave me my six sickles change. It was only a few minutes later that he came to a stop and announced, 'leaky cauldron'. I got up and almost ran off the bus before they were off again. I walked into the leaky cauldron, nodded to Tom on the way and walked out the back door to the brick wall leading to Diagon Alley. I stood back and again watched in awe at the first look at the wizarding high street. I walked all the way through to Gringotts the wizard bank.

Stepping up to a counter in front of a goblin whom I recognised as Griphook, I placed my key on the counter.

'I would like to visit my vault please Griphook' he looked up shocked that I remembered him, before checking something.

'Mr Potter if you would come to my office with me please as there are some things to discuss' I followed the small goblin into a wonderfully decorated room off to the right. He gestured for me to sit down and I did.

'Now Mr Potter is it true that you received your inheritance early this morning?'

'Yes but all that happened was that I grew taller and stuff, but I don't think anything major happened'

'Well that is where you are wrong Mr Potter. You see you actually received quite the creature inheritance you just haven't transformed yet' he opened up a file and showed me a sheet of paper that looked like a birth certificate but more.

Name: Harold James Potter

Date of birth: 31st July 1980

Mother: Lily Potter

Father: James Potter

Inheritance: creature

If creature, then what: Merman

I ran my fingers over what must have been my mum and dads writing. I seem to have inherited my dads messy scrawl then. But could it really be that I was a merman? I mean those were a myth. Merwomen sure but the species didn't have any males in it bar me? Was that what I was now? The only male of a species? Griphook coughed slightly making me look at him.

'mr Potter these are also what you received this morning. You are a very rich man Mr Potter' he handed me a stack of papers.

Descendant of ;

Merlin.

Godric Gryffindor

Rowena Ravenclaw

Potter:

Potter Manner and estates

Potter Castle

12 million galleons, 15 thousand sickles and one thousand four hundred knuts.

Black :

12 Grimmauld place

Black Manner and estate

25 million galleons, 30 thousand sickles and 2 thousand knuts.

Total 4 residences

37 million galleons

45 thousand sickles and

3 thousand 4 hundred knuts.

Also one vault filled with unknowns from Mr and Mrs Potter. Relation : grandparents on the fathers side.

I stared at Griphook shocked, I was a multi millionaire and I was wearing second hand clothes? Screw that.

'Griphook I would like to visit my grandparents vault and then any one of mine please' he nodded and lead me to the magical carts.

He stopped outside vault number 201. It opened to what seemed like a lost tomb or something. Everything was covered in dust as if no one had been here for a thousand years.

'Griphook, when was the last time anyone was even in here?'

'no one since the time Rowena and Godric had it closed for the last time'

'why did they do that?'

'no one knows. Just that around that time their son was your age and they had a secret they wanted keeping. So they closed it'

'so why give it to me?'

'it has been passed down the line all these years from the Peverells all the way down the Potter line. Its never opened to anyone before, except you' with that, I took a deep breath and stepped into the dusty room.