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The morning seemed to come fast. "Time to get up. We will miss breakfast." Draco and Blaise both grumbled. Harry moved back to the door frame. "Aguamenti" He sprayed the two boys who wrapped around each other and quickly closed the door laughing to the common room.
It was several minutes later when Blaise entered and spoke. "The next time just try shouting or shaking me."
Harry laughed again. Blaise studied him. "I shouted several times and only got grumbles."
Draco glared. "So, why are you in such a happy mood?"
"I would like to show you two a couple of things, and one I found last night. I think that you two would love it. I would like to share it with you." Harry said excitedly.
Blaise and Draco studied Harry. "What is this about a map? Granger and Weasel were here last night. Weasel went to your to get a map but came out saying that Dobby took."
"How could you allow them to just walk into my room. Yet alone attempt to go through my things. I know they are my best friends; however, I would never allow anyone to just go through your things friends or family. The map is mine. It is a family treasure you could say. It was made by the Maurders: my father, Sirius, Remus and the traitor Wormtail."
Harry jumped up and began to pace. "I cannot believe you two. I cannot believe that you would allow someone to just go through my things."
"We are sorry. We did not try to stop them, but they seemed really worried about you. We spent a good portion of the evening and night looking for you."
"Why? I am sure they told you with my cloak and map that you would not find me unless I wanted to be found." Harry went to his room and brought out a piece of parchment and a silver cloak and placed them on the table. "The cloak belonged to my father." He put it on. The two just stared stunned.
"Your father owns an invisibility cloak." Blaise stated.
"My understanding that it is the first invisibility that has been passed down from generation to generation since the Peverell married into the Potters."
"Your family is the keeper of a Deathly Hallow." Draco murmured.
"What is a Deathly Hallow?" Harry sat back down. He shook his head. "You can tell me later. Now pay attention." Harry pulled out his wand. "I am only showing you this because I want you know to why I do not want anyone else to have this." He looked over at the two young men. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He tapped the parchment.
They watched the writing appear on the parchment. Harry unfolded it. They gasped. It was a complete map of Hogwarts and the grounds. "I have only found three places that do not appear on the map: Room or Requirement, Founders' tower and Chambers of Secrets."
"The last two places are what I would like to show you after breakfast." Harry smiled.
Draco looked stunned. "You want to take us to the Chamber of Secrets." Draco was in awe.
"I would also like you to meet the Founders. I think that they could help answers some questions. Since, they are the ones that created Hogwarts."
Draco jumped up like a giddy child. "What are we waiting for? Let's go."
Harry and Blaise laughed. "Breakfast first." They walked to the Great Hall. They had barely entered when Harry was tackled by a bushy hair Hermione. Harry gently pushed her away. He glared at them. "I know that you were worried. However, it gives you know right to barge into my room and attempt to go through my things. I will warn you now in the future my room and things will be warded. Do Not Try It Again."
Harry took the hands of Draco and Blaise and pulled them to the Slytherin table where he sat amongst the first years. He did not speak again and just started to pile food on his plate.
He had been only eating for a couple of minutes when a drink spilled over his arm. He heard a first quickly and nervously repeat an apology over and over again. He turned and looked at the first year and smiled. "It is okay. No harm down, see." The boy looked. His glass was refilled and Harry's arm was dry. "What is your name?"
"Ian. Ian Evans."
The boy began to shirk away from the shock on Harry's face. "E-Evans."
"Yes, both of my parents were squibs."
"D-Did they have any other relatives?" Harry stuttered. Draco and Blaise felt the vibration of his magic and watched him.
The first years moved slightly away at the tingle of magic. "Yes, my father said that he had a brother that married another squib Marie Gaunt, who was the twin of Mary Gaunt. I was told that Marie was sent away from the family, and the family told everyone that she had died. It was not unheard of for a twin to die shortly after birth." The boy inched further away. "My father stated that his brother left the Wizarding World to be better educated. He never returned though only sent a few owls to his brother. The last was heard that they both were murdered."
Draco and Blaise looked at Harry. "It is okay. What is wrong?"
Harry looked at them. "My- my mother's name was Evans. I was told that I could speak Parseltongue because Voldemort transferred powers to me. The headmaster lied, again." The dishes began to shake. "The Gaunts are descendants of Slytherin. Voldemort's mother was a Gaunt. My grandparents were squibs."
Blaise spoke first. "Your mother was not a muggleborn but a pureblood. I always wondered why the Potter was not disowned for marrying a pureblood. The Potters' were strong pureblood family and never allowed their children to marry muggles or muggleborn in the past. They did not hold all the belief of devout purebloods like Malfoy and those that follow You-Know-Who." Blaise smiled. "It means that you are a pureblood as well."
"I-I am related to Voldemort. Voldemort's mother was Mary Gaunt. She was sent away when she fell in love with a muggle and gave him a love potion. She died in childbirth at an orphanage when the muggle kicked her out after the potion wore off." It was the only thing that he could say. He shook his head and looked down at the first year. "It is a pleasure to meet you, cousin."
Harry looked at the other two. "I wonder if my aunt is a squib. Her hatred of all things magically started from jealousy, and Dumbledore's refusal to allow her to come to Hogwarts with her beloved sister at the time." He glanced at the staff table and glared at Dumbledore. He looked closely. "He knew the whole time. I have to go." He raced out of the Great Hall. The other two quickly followed.
Harry kept running towards the Whomping Willow. He heard his name being shouted. However, he never turned around. He slowed down once he was inside the Shrieking Shack. "He would not have done that. He knew that they were related to Voldemort the whole time." He continued muttering.
He was lost in his thoughts outside of the Shrieking Shack. He never felt the other two taking his hands. He only kept thinking that he needed to see the goblins. He kept thinking of the goblins when suddenly they appeared in Griphook's office. Everyone was stunned even Griphook.
"Did you do you a full inheritance test?" Harry asked. He was not concerned that he had just apparated into Grignotts which is not supposed to allow apparation, or the fact that he did a double side along apparation. Griphook did not respond. Harry glared. "I asked a question, Griphook."
"No, I did not. We only verified your claim to the Potter and Black families." Griphook gulped.
Harry took a deep breath closed his eyes. When he reopened them, he was calm. "I do apologize for my rudeness and barging in Griphook. I hope that you have been well. I need your help."
"How can I help you?"
"I need you to do a full inheritance test. I need it verify if my mother was a pureblood and from what families I am connected." Harry still did not acknowledge that Blaise and Draco were with him.
"I can do that Lord Potter." The goblin retrieved a special parchment, potion and knife. "I will need you to drink the potion and then place a couple of drops of blood onto the parchment. The potion will focus on your entire magical heritage. It will appear on the parchment."
He did not hesitate. He quickly followed the instructions. Blaise and Draco focused on the parchment. Harry did not want to look at it fearing that he might be right. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. He finally acknowledged that he was not alone. "Please, tell me what it says."
It was Draco that spoke stammering at first. He shared the same shock as both Blaise and Griphook. "It-it says…
Harry James Potter
Born July 31, 1980
Parents: James Ignotus Potter (pureblood) and Lily Mary Potter nee Evans (pureblood)
Descendant: Potter, Black, Gaunt, Peverell, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw
Lordships: Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw
Heirship: Gaunt and Slytherin
You are correct. You are related to the Dark Lord."
Harry slowly looked at Griphook without looking at the parchment. "Is there a test to see if a person is a squib or a full witch or wizard?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?"
"I wonder about my aunt and cousin. They could be completely muggle. My cousin did not seem to see the Dementors when they attacked us a year ago, yet he did not blame me for the attack and slightly changed his attitude towards me."
"When would you like us to do the tests?"
"Now if possible." Griphook gathered what he would need and created a portkey to Privet Drive.