When Darkness Rises - The Rewrite

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Gringotts - Chapter 12

Riddle, not looking too pleased, hides his magic, gestures to Severus, and takes off out the other door. Severus quickly follows his lead. Draco pops over into Sev's vacated spot, Charlie doing the same with Riddle's. Leo flips his legs up to fill the rest of the couch. As he relaxes against Sirius, Dumbledore walks into the room.

"Harry, my boy. Happy Birthday. Come say hello."

"I can do that fine where I am at. Hello."

"Do not be rude. Come here."

"I am comfortable here and tired."

Dumbledore's eyes flash. "Why are you not listening?"

"He is mine. He does not have to." Remus says the first bit with Draco, then the blonde threw in the rest.

"I think it is time for you to go. You are not welcome here." Sirius stands.

"Harry, your mother and father would be displeased with your behavior."

"I am with Sirius on this one. And my mother and father would be displeased with what you are doing."

"Charlie. You are not directly related to this situation. Do you think they are being rude?" The twinkle in his eye returns.

Charlie fully turns his blank gaze on Dumbledore. "I do what Harry wishes."

Leo gains a feral look in his eyes with a smirk he learned from Draco. "It is time for you to go."

"But Voldemort is still free..."

"I, Sirius Black, withdrawal the Invitation of Entry to Albus Dumbledore."

The old man is too busy trying to fight the force pushing out the door to say anything. When the door slams, the other two come back in.

"What are you going to do about the Fidelius Charm?" Leo asks.

"I and Remus reset it ages ago. We just allowed everyone to come in that already knew of the place." Magic flared up. "And now it is sealed from everyone but us."

"Effective."

"They will remember being here, but won't get the locale right. I changed the password to get in: which is 'Star-Studded Pack', by the way"

"Do what? I did my best to not insult you this whole time. It is not too late to start." For once Severus listened to the childish part inside of him.

"Well, I and Leo are named after constellations. There is the Dark Lord, a Dark Elf that became the youngest Potions Master in History, a werewolf, and a freakin' Wyvern. And at the moment, we are the only family that Leo trusts completely."

"That was adorable, but who said I trust you implicitly?"

"Leo, show me your fangs."

Almost immediately, Leo bared his extended fangs at Riddle. He then shook himself and retracted his fangs. "What the hell?"

"You would not have done it if you did not trust me. You do not trust Dumbledore which is why you could defy him."

"Okay. And I can assume no one will try to take advantage of me."

"That comes with the trust factor. But we are your family; we will not use you as a puppet. I promise."

There is a magical flare, meaning that he is held at his word.

Leo nods. "What next?"

"Severus and I are going to take you to Gringotts. You need to check on your accounts."

"Fine with me."

Riddle just cloaks his power, as no one will recognize him anyhow.

Severus changes his own appearance, disillusioning his face to look more aristocratic, and dying his hair a chestnut color. His eyes go a greenish blue.

Leo goes, grabs his cloak, and throws it around his shoulders.

In Gringotts, the three approach a teller.

"Mr. Potter would like to speak in private about a few matters." Riddle leans close to the Goblin.

"Would Mr. Potter happen to be present?"

"He is under the Cloak of Invisibility. He would like to keep his presence quiet."

"Follow me." The goblin goes around to the door leading to the manager offices.

He knocks on a door. "Enter."

The Goblin lets them in and closes the door behind him.

"How can I help you?"

Leo pulls off the cloak. "I would like to speak about my accounts. And my Inheritance."

"Mr. Potter. I have been waiting for you. My name is Ragok. Please have a seat." He summons another chair so there is one for all three of them.

"Thank you."

"I am quite pleased that you came in. We were getting distressed with the state of your accounts. Then, your parents - I mean Lily's and your mother's - Wills have never been read. Your Inheritance needs to be checked to verify an event that we have been keeping track of. Where would you like to start?"

"We can start at the top."

"Just to verify, these are your Fathers, correct?"

"Yes."

"Very good." He presses a Rune on his desk and another Goblin comes in with several scrolls before leaving.

Ragok hands over one roll of parchment. "Your account statement."

Leo unrolls it. "Why has half of my shit gone missing? Why is most of my money gone?"

"There have been withdrawals by Albus Dumbledore."

"Why does he have access to my vault?"

"He appointed himself as your magical guardian. Here are the Wills."

I, one Lily Potter – nee Evans, of free will, do hereby state my Last Will and Testament.

To one Sirius Black, I give Vault 231. You are the Godfather of Harry, so if necessary, use it to help raise him.

To one Remus Lupin, I give Vault 232. Do what you please. You also are in the lineup to raise Harry.

To one Severus Tobias Snape, I give Vault 233. Use it to open your apothecary. James has you covered I think for Harry. I love you. Raise our boy well.

To one Professor Filius Flitwick, I give my Charms textbooks and notebooks. You always wanted to know how I think.

To one James Potter, I leave the rest of my possessions to keep for Harry. If he should follow me in death, or this Will is not read, then the Goblins will keep them for Harry.

To one Harry James Potter, I give the rest of my positions, including my Vault. Love You.

Do not give Harry to my sister, Petunia Dursley, nee Evans.

The list to raise him is as follows: Severus Snape, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin.

"Dumbledore was the executor. Wait, there is more."

Harry Potter-Snape, I am going to tell you this; I am your mother, only on paper. But, I love you as my own. I am a descendent of Slytherin. Your Mother, James, is very much Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Severus is Ravenclaw. It is a very interesting tree. The Goblins will show you. Do whatever you want. Do not listen to Dumbledore.

To My Father, Tom Marvolo Riddle, if you get your sanity back, take care of Harry. Vault 234 is yours as well.

Leo then opens his Mother's Will.

I, James Potter, of free will, hereby state my Last Will and Testament.

To one Sirius Black, I give Vault 235.

To one Remus Lupin, I give Vault 236.

To one Professor Filius Flitwick, I give a copy of my Map journal. It is edited of course, copyrights you know.

To one Lily Potter, nee Evans, I leave the rest of my possessions. If she follows me in death, or this Will is not read, then the Goblin will keep it for Harry.

To one Harry Potter, I leave my possessions. Love you.

Do not give Harry to my sister-in-law, Petunia Dursley, nee Evans.

The list to raise him is as follows: Severus Snape, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin.

Harry, Severus Snape is your Father. I am technically your Mother; though I am sure Lily mentioned this all. Do what makes you happy.

Severus, take care of our boy. I leave you Vault 237 to help in raising him.

Leo looks up and hands the Wills over to the other two to look at.

"When something is added below the Executor's signature, it means that they do not know about it. Dumbledore does not know about your lineage."

"Can you restore the artifacts in the very least?"

"Yes. For a price. Five Galleons for each piece."

"Do it. What about my inheritance?"

Ragok pulls out the second to last roll and flattens it out. The parchment is blank.

"A little blood, if you will."

Leo pricks his finger on a fang and lets a few drops fall. They race around and form words.

"You are a Neko from your Mother. You can carry children by the way. You are a Vampire from your Father Tom."

"Do not call me Tom."

"Apologies, Lord Gaunt. You are a carrier for the Elf gene, from Lord Prince, Mr. Potter. Would you like to accept your Lordships?"

"There is more than the Potter Ring?"

Ragok unrolls the next one. Potter, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Merlin, and Peverell. "Yes."

"How?"

"The Founders specifically stated that their Rings can only be taken up when their lines meet in one person. You are the only survivor in the Peverell family. Merlin married Rowena's child, which is where Lord Snape came from. Merlin also added that his ring can only be picked up when Ravenclaw's could."

Slytherin had children with both Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Gryffindor had a child with Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw, Slytherin's sister, had a child who had an unofficial relationship with Merlin.

"A little more blood and we can see if you are the one we have been waiting for."

Leo does so, watching as the blood swims over the crests of each line. There is a burst of white light. They flinch away, covering their eyes.

When the light fades, it shows seven rings.

"Put them on to show your acceptance of the lines. You will get everything they left behind. Later, you can store the rings in this box." Ragok pulls out a box, setting it beside the rings.

Leo stares at the rings. "I can change the Wizarding world for the better…"

"Take them. You can bring back old names. Your children will be set. Also, you can have someone else help you with positions in the Wizengamot. No one has to know it is you." Severus says honestly.

Leo looks at him hard for a moment.

With a fortifying breath, he turns and places the rings on his fingers. Potter on his left pinkie, Peverell, Merlin, Gryffindor, skipping over to his right index, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw.

An intense magic flare knocks them back.