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In halls filled with gold, jewels and precious stones, there lay a man, in a golden coffin covered in jewels. The man had been presumed dead for many thousands of years from before Morgoth or Myrdinn Emrys' time, so long that even his name had been forgotten to most beings, only the Greek primordials or the Egyptian God of the sun Ra remembered him. He had split his essence to go into multiple forms not unlike the mortal magick users had figured out how to do, splitting their soul to get immortality by committing murder.

He split he essence and sent it out among the realms, through the rift/void a bit being beaten by his relatives and then being locked in a cupboard(harry), an elemental fighting a summoned in a place called Australia, another boy being stalked by a monster(percy), and a man stuck in Azkaban for possessing more power than anyone else in the realm,and the one who remembers being him, and that was only in that realm.

Azkaban
Cell block 0
Highest security
1981 A.D
Ignotus Pov

It was dark down here, where not even the wardens dared to set foot, so dark and the only things I had for company was the Dementors from Tartarus.

That was until, several thousand years after I had been cast down here a man was thrown in here, not that I don't mind being here, it isn't so bad, the Dementors don't bother me and I had always liked the dark.

The man had been screaming and begging to not be thrown down here, and that he was innocent,I concealed myself in shadows and waited.I did not have to wait long until he was thrown in by two Dementors.

"So they finally sent me a cell mate to talk to have they?" I asked. The man's eyes flicked towards where I was and then looked around in confusion. "Who are you, what do you want?" He growled.

"I could ask the same question of you mr...?" "Black, of the Noble and Most Ancient house of Black" He answers as if it was ingrained into him,'It probably was' I mused

"And my name is Ignotus Peverall, Lord of the Most Royal and Revered Ancient House of Peverall" I answered. "Yeah and I'm Arthur Pendragon, king of Britain he says dully, everybody knows you have been dead for centuries"

I pull out my wand, it's core is the hair off the head of all the gods and even one of Chaos' hair. I had, had to pull a lot of favours to get that, everyone thinks my brother's wand was this but he only had a hair from our father's head, Hades.
"I swear on my magic that I m Ignotus Peverall Lord of the Most Royal and Revered Ancient House of Peverall, so mote it be."

"So mote it be" Black replies automatically. A glow emits from my wand and magic accepts my oath.

I was glad my sons house was still alive, even with this not cunning boy. "Are there any more still alive in the house?" He grimaced. " Yeah, but they're all evil... "

"Evil... In what way?" I asked. " They all follow a man who calls himself the dark lord. "
I frowned "No-one in my sons house should follow a pitiful Dark lord, they should be the dark lords and ladys"

Do you know what happened to my eldest sons house? House Potter?" I asked. Sirius smiled sadly.

" The only Potter left is the son of my best f-friend, they were killed by the Dark Lord Voldemort, his name is Hadrian, Harry for short, Potter, I'm his godfather. "

"Where is he?" I ask. " I-I don't know... Albus Dumbledore took him to his aunt and uncles, they're muggles, you see, and I believe Albus cast blood wards to protect him from outside harm-" I cut him off.

"What?! He was sent to live with muggles!? They HATE magick users! If they harm him I will kill them and this Albus fellow! At least he used blood wards, he should be fine, unless Albus cast them wrong..."

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Tom's Pub
Diagon Alley
London

1986 A.D
Sirius Pov.

Hidden under a glamour charm I make my way through the arch to Diagon Alley behind Ignotus, to Gringotts, as we walked into Gringotts he pulled down his hood, this was the first time I had seen his head.

He had aristocratic features, bright green eyes, high cheekbones and a shock of brilliant white hair, as he walked into Gringotts, the guards outside looked at him in fear.

He walked into the banking hall, as I followed close behind him, when we walked into the hall, the Goblin's heads snapped up and looked in fear, I even saw some of the Goblins at the corner of the rooms scurry off as quickly as possible.

"May your enemies bleed and your gold ever increase Bloodrage" Bloodrage acknowledged it in the tradition of the ancients and answered, "And may many enemies fall at your sword Old One" he said, bowing his head.

Ignotus walked up to the head teller and said, "I would like to see the King Goblin. Will you bring me to him Bloodrage?"

Bloodrage gulped "Yes of-of course" he stuttered.
'That's unlike goblins usually they are fierce and unafraid, Ignotus must be powerful to get that reaction from them'

Clan Leader Hall
Gringotts
1986 A.D
Ignotus Pov.

In the hall there was a battalion of nine Goblin Kynfjiors, elite warriors. In the throne say the Goblin King, and, standing before him was a wizard, arguing with him about the price for some of the Goblins Master Warders.

"My Lord!" Bloodrage shouted. " Lord Peverall wants to speak with you! " The kings eyes widened and he looked at Ignotus. "Ignotus, you wish to speak with me?"

" Yes, it's about the Pot-"

"How dare you ignore me, Goblin! You are of an inferior species! You believe that this fool is the Lord Peverall! He is obviously a hedge wizard! I am Lord Nott fool! I'll kill you for impersonating a Lord of a Most Royal and Revered Ancient House!"
He drew out his wand and cast a work at me.

"Avada Kedavra!" He yelled, slashing his wand at ignotus , shooting an emerald green curse at him. Ignotus blocked it and sent a sheet of lightning at the stunned Lord. It hit him and threw him backwards towards the wall behind the throne, dead.
"I believe we had some business here, Goblin" Ignotus said turning to the Goblin King"
"That we did, human" The king said. "Now, what was it?"

Privet Drive
Surrey
1986 A.D
Ignotus Pov.

I walked up to the door and knocked, a few minutes later it was answered by a large day man who looked like a walrus. "What do you want?" He asked.

"I heard you have in your possession a boy named Harry Potter, I wish to take him you see as I am his grandfather, an-"
"I don't care and there's no-one called that in this house, so fuck off!"

I walk off and wait ten minutes after he had gone, and walk back to the door cast a muffliato charm and open it. I cast a spell to reveal the people in the house, and see four in the kitchen and one-

I choke, one was in a cupboard under the stairs. I walk over to the cupboard, surely not even muggles would do this. My hopes were false, there was Harry Potter, in a cupboard, covered in hashes from a whip and a belt, and, on his back and chest were two thing branded into his skin.

On his chest was a cross, branded by what looked like an iron, a torturous muggles way to 'get rid of the devil'. On his back was the word FREAK.

I walked into the kitchen and killed them all, before marking them so that they would be fast tracked to the fields of punishment, without having to pay Charon for the trip.