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" Talking
*Parseltongue
Malfoy Manor Dinning Room.
If the dinning room became awkward or, tense once the Malfoy heir left no one seemed to care much or talk about it at least not the dark haired individuals sitting at the other end of the table. Who continued to eat as normal focused on each other.
Blocking out the blonde haired couple.
*I'm thinking of having Lucius, become the Minster of magic he's good at that sort of the thing including the paperwork.* The Dark Lord drawled while taking a sip of his drink or more like his mixture.
He couldn't and wouldn't take the position- not that he really wanted to after getting a good taste of what the job was like in his youth. No, he much preferred to do work behind the scenes and control everything than to have to do all the obligatory things that a Minister had to do. But he knew the perfect person who would relish the job… Lucius Malfoy.
It was decided. Fudge would have to go. He lifted his lips slightly in a malicious smile. But how would Fudge go? Not by Avada Kedavra or Crucio that would alarm the light side more than what was worth the trouble of killing the fool. No, he needed something else. Something that Severus had brewed specially for him not too long ago. It was a potion that would incapacitate the mind slowly. And as it did, Fudge would have to name a successor and Lucius Malfoy would undoubtedly be his choice- and the succession of the Dark Lord's right hand man would become the Minister without anyone being the wiser.
*You're right, he'll be a good Minister. Plus if Lucy steps out of line you'll crucio him to fix it.*
*Lucy?* Red eyes looked at him almost screaming seriously at him.
*Lucius, sillyy I think it matches doesn't it he's always so worried about how he looks like Draco. Always checking their image.* Harry replied setting his fork down giving the Dark Lord his full attention.
The Dark Lord was amused, he laughed a elegant laugh almost a hiss if you really thought about it.
*I do believe that we've left the Malfoys a little speechless.*
Harry held a deep hate for the innocent, in a way he had never been given the luxury. From day one, he was given a awful life. From the despicable muggle world, too the magical one.
He couldn't remember the last time he was truly innocent, he had lost all traces of his innocence as a young child.
He envied the Malfoys in a way they'd never known the sorrow of true suffering not to the extent that he had.
Before he could think about it more a white owl came soaring in through the window holding on to a letter she flew in landing on Harry's shoulder.
"Hey girl, you brought me a letter."
She nodded hooting in reply sticking out her leg.
Harry undid the letter eyes scanning through its contents.
Mr Potter, we have received your letter i offer you my sincerest condolences on behalf of Gringotts Bank about money disappearing from
your accounts.
But, it pleases me to inform you that due to circumstances, there have been several changes made to your personal estate. Therefore, to make transportation easier for your, it has been arranged that this letter will activate as a Portkey at any time and will send you directly to Gringotts.
This is a matter of extreme delicacy and importance, so I would ask you to keep the particulars of this meeting to yourself. If you have any questions, I would be delighted to answer them when we meet.
May you gain much gold and vanquish your enemies.
Regards,
Snapfang.
*Gringotts finally replied back to my letter.* Harry hissed out softly putting down the letter to rest on the table. While petting Hedwig.
"Go to the Malfoy Owls room the house elves will give you some treats." With a hoot the snowy white owl flew into the other room.
*Go I have some matters, to attend too I'll meet up with you once you're done talking to the goblins just talk to me though the link. If anything feels wrong just call me.* The Dark Lord replied looking at Harry while taking a sip of his drink.
*I will I'll see you as soon as I'm done.* Harry replied back meeting the Dark Lord ruby eyes.
What was this feeling he almost felt like he was having anxiety. He didn't want to be apart from the Dark Lord Tom... his Tom... he quickly thought of his meeting with Gringotts instead.
Red eyes looked at him, almost like he knew what he was thinking who knows maybe he did.
*See you soon my little snake.*
And with that Harry, held the letter feeling the familiar tug of the Portkey like he was getting squeezed inside of a tube.
Gringotts Bank.
"Welcome Lord Potter. We have much to discuss."
Before Harry could mutter a word he was being pulled into a golden room with goblin runes and some in ancient runes surrounding the walls.
"My name is Snagfang Lord Potter I'm your Financial Manager. When we received your letter we already had concerns about your accounts you see you've been giving money monthly to one Albus Dumbledore Hermonie Granger Ron Weasley Molly Weasley Ginevra Weasley and many others. We knew you weren't giving permission to these actions. We knew something was wrong once they were trying to get a copy of your vault key."
Harry, was speechless angry outraged he'd been treated like a slave by everyone he thought cared about him they'd push him and try to bent him to be their sacrifice of a lamb. He wasn't a lamb anymore he'd be their worst enemy. The rooms books and lamps started spinning around dangerously.
"LORD POTTER BREATHE." Snapfang yelled making Harry breakout of his tense outbreak.
"I would like everyone who has access to my vaults revoked. There was another thing I'd like to have done I want a inheritance test." Harry replied sitting down on one of the many settees that were in the room.
"Do not fret Lord Potter. No one steals from Gringotts without dire consequences; we will make sure to take care of this issue. And of course." Snapfang sneered.
"Cut your palm with the knife and let the blood drop on the scroll."
Harry did just that, he used the knife and cut a hard line against his palm knowing it would scar and let it drip on the scroll. After 7 drops of blood dripped on the scroll, Harry's bloody palm, magically healed and after a few seconds, words came on the scroll.
Inheritance Test Results:
Name: Harrison James Potter
Birthday: July 31, 1980
Mother: Lillian Elizabeth Potter nee. Evans
Father: James Charles Potter
Godparents:
Godfather- Sirius Black
Heirs to:
Potter (by Blood, father)
Peverell (by Blood, father)
Gryffindor (by Blood, father)
Ravenclaw (by Blood, mother)
LeFey (by Blood, mother)
Black (by Godfather)
Slytherin. ( by Tom, Riddle )
Looking at his results Harry was intrigued he was heir to seven powerful houses.
"Would you like to claim heir to the houses you will get the heir rings that include varies protection spells and abilities." Snapfang replied.
"Yes I'll take all of them apart from Slytherin and Blacks." He didn't need those plus Tom and his godfather were still alive. One being who would never die if he had any say in the matter.
With that being said Snapfang started talking in ancient Latin. He was half listening when he felt a rush of power coursing through his veins making him drop from the settee he was sitting on. Making his glasses fall. Five rings appeared on his right hand. That's when he realized he felt taller and he could see without wearing his glasses.
"Accio mirror." Harry spoke calmly. He looked at himself he now stood a couple of inches taller his cheeks look more defined he had a more pointed nose and his eyes looked even more green than before. On his ring hand stood the rings of the houses he'd took.
"You look wonderful young Lord." Snapfang replied.
Harry smirked to have a Goblin complement him he must look good.
"Thank you Snapfang. I'd like to go see the Peverell main Vault."
With a nod Snapfang opened the door leading him down a series of stairways with odd turns and dead ends he could've swore he heard someone screaming. With a shake of his head he couldn't wait to see what Gringotts would do to dumblefuck and the weasels.
They stood in front of golden vault he showed the Peverell ring to the door which allowed him entrance into the vault.
Inside the vault, Harry saw piles of golden coins a few piles silver coins and one or two piles at the back that looks like bronze coins.
On the far end of the vault, he saw rows and rows of tomes, all dusty with age. They were even a few shelves of jewellery from the looks of it. Family heirlooms and other trinkets surrounding the room. He let his magic touch every item in the room he wanted to take the Dark Lord something special. That's when he felt it green eyes widen. He walked to where he felt drawn too. He read the front of the book it was in snake tongue.
The Theory of Parseltongue Magic
The Dark Lord would love this book and with that he put the book, in his robe. Grabbing a couple of golden coins and, walking out the vault. He found Snapfang waiting for him outside the vault.
"May your gold ever flow Snapfang thank you.
Snapfang was shocked to say the least wand carriers didn't say thank you to goblins he expected great things from Lord Potter. He knew a war was brewing Dark vs Light. The goblin nation would aid the child what he needed. He was still a child after. A child who had to grow up to fast. No one stole from the goblins with a sneer he went back to his desk. The light were in for a surprise.
And with those words Lord Potter, walked out the bank with a elegant walk. He decided he'd take a visit to Diagon Alley.
Malfoy Manor Garden.
*Nagini come here* The Dark Lord summoned his beloved snake. And with a hiss she approached him appearing almost out of no where.
*What have you found out spying on the Weasleys.* The Dark Lord hissed out running his hand down her scales.
*sss they be very annoying they be mad all they stuff disappear sss* Nagini, hissed in delight she loved having her scales touched by her master.
Ruby red eyes looked at the snake puzzled. *And, why is that.*
*They was stealing from our snake everything that they buy with his money disappear the clothes half the house ssssss it was so funny they looking everywhere for him.*
Lord Voldemort laughed. Oh he would've killed to see that he knew Harry's visit to Gringotts would bring on something. After all you didn't steal from goblins.
He wondered what his other beloved snake was up too. He closed his eyes relaxing feeling the breeze pass by him when he felt someone kiss his temple.
End Of Chapter.
I'm evil I know xD