Chapter No.1
He shivered as he entered the grand walls of Hogwarts, something in his gut was telling him that everything was as it should be now. All summer long he had had a feeling of deep longing and frustration boiling, seemingly, just under his skin. It came to a head on June eighteenth when wings sprouted from his back in a bloody mess. The following weeks met him with fangs, claws, small scales everywhere and small minute changes to his height, eyes, and hair. Well, I guess better than perfect vision isn't small, but it was gradual. Harry refocused as Hermione dragged him through into the great hall, of which he froze mere steps past the door. Severus Snape, resident potions master and rumored dungeon bat was stood directly in front of him with a look of loathing mixed with confusion. I knew the look meant absolutely nothing, after the third task last year the Professor had pulled me aside and explained his coerced position in the war, over the last few weeks of term he had shared stories of my mother but preferred not to talk about my father. I knew without a doubt, he had my best interest in mind, and heart.
"Mr. Potter. Term hasn't even started and you're already causing trouble it seems. Follow me." His drawling tone sent a shiver up my spine, whether from fear or something else I wasn't willing to ponder just now, I was unsure of it. Then I caught the scent. I couldn't help but lean closer and let my eyes flutter shut. He smelt amazing. Whatever soaps he was using, I wanted them. "Mr. Potter! Now!" His voice pulled me back to reality and I took a moment to gather my bearings and blink through the odd hazy fog surrounding me.
"Yes, Professor." I nodded and pulled my arm from Hermione's grasp, turning to follow Professor Snape right back through the doors to the Great Hall. To my surprise however, instead of heading towards his office we made way towards the apparition boundary line. I didn't deem it necessary to question his decision as of yet, not only did he have my complete trust, but the walls had ears.
"We will be apparating to Diagon Alley. Close your eyes, offset your feet and hold your breath. It makes the landing easier." With a quick moment to follow his directions I was squeezed through a straw and came stumbling out of the other side right in front of Gringotts. The Professor steadied me and lead me into the bank with a gentle hand on the small of my back. We approached a free teller, CrispHook by the nameplate, and waited for him to finish counting before speaking.
"Mr. Potter will need a full inheritance test, as well as a full cleanse. I will be undergoing a full cleanse as well." I looked at Snape, I had never heard of these things. His jaw was set tightly, and his eyes fixed straight ahead unwaveringly. I decided not to question his statement. It was only a few moments before we were led through a maze of hallways to an intricate bronze and cast-iron door that appeared to have no seam. CrispHook ran his claw down a barely noticeable indent on the right side and it swung open from the center, moving away from us. I was too amazed by the intricacies of Goblin forging to notice Snape leading me into the room and seating me in a plush dark blue leather chair to his right. I focused again when the Goblin seated behind the desk addressed us.
"I do not need keys or otherwise, the inheritance tests will prove who you are. In order to do a full cleanse an inheritance test is required beforehand. We'll begin with Severus Tobias Snape. Seven drops of blood on the purple parchment." The Goblin, of which there was no name plaque, was very straight to the point, or direct if you will. No pleasantries were exchanged, and we sat in silence as the paper processed his blood. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity before the paper finished.
"You may view my test, so you'll understand yours when it's complete."
"Thank you, Professor." The test was surprisingly thorough, I noticed, as I perused it.
Inheritance Test - September 1, 1995
Name: Severus Tobias Snape
Age: 35
Date of Birth: January 9, 1960
Date of Death: N/A
Maternal 1: Eileen Snape nee Prince (Deceased) (Bearer)
Paternal 1: Tobias Snape (Deceased) (Sire)
Genetic Inheritance(s)
Title(s)
Lord Prince (Due to Eileen Snape nee Prince)
Lord Snape (Due to Tobias Snape)
Creature(s)
Drake (Dominant) (Due to Prince Inheritance)
Magical level: Sorcerer
Magically Accepted mate(s): N/A
Magical Blocks/Covers:
Core Magic (Albus Dumbledore, September 2, 1972)
Creature Magic (Albus Dumbledore, September 2, 1972)
Physical Glamour (Albus Dumbledore, September 2, 1972)
Mate(s) (Albus Dumbledore, September 2, 1972)
Monetary Inheritance:
Prince: GG 573,832,986,713,292.58
Snape: GG 581,263.27
Total: GG 573,832,987,294,555.85
Snape had been looking over it with me, not having read it beforehand. His reaction was surprising to say the least.
"Goblin Master, I fear you may have a…traitor…in your midst. At the end of my seventh year, which would have been 1978, I made a visit to this Gringotts location and requested a full cleanse from a goblin teller by the name of GripHook. This clearly shows that did not happen. Due to this I would like a full refund of the cost for that Cleanse and further investigation into teller Griphook." He spoke calmly, but I could clearly see the clenched jaw, shaking fists and tense shoulders. He was by no means content with the results of his inheritance. However, I recognized that name.
"Professor pardon my intrusion, I have only been to Gringotts once before, at the beginning of my first year with Hagrid. Hagrid had my key and presented it to teller Griphook before keeping it. Teller Griphook kind of grinned before leading us to my vault and then Hagrid's vault with the stone in it. He didn't do anything to affirm whether it was me or not and I still don't have my key. As far as I'm aware, Hagrid still has it. It's part of why all my materials are secondhand, I'm overly stingy." Snape closed his eyes and took a deep breath in before responding.
"That, Mr. Potter, is a problem." The Goblin behind the desk had sat in silence this entire time but had a deep frown upon his face and his spindly hands were clasped under his chin. He moved slowly, but deliberately as he pressed on a small, barely noticeable, indent in the desk. Mere moments after another Goblin, clearly younger, walked in.
"I need Goblin teller GripHook, immediately." The new Goblin merely nodded once before making way back out of the room. "Why don't we go ahead and get your inheritance out of the way Mr. Potter." I jolted in surprise at his acknowledgement but caught on quickly and held my hand out for him to manipulate the dagger and direct the blood flow. Professor Snape stemmed the flow with a quick swish from his wand right after.
"Thank you, Professor." I murmured quietly, I received only a grunt of confirmation in acknowledgement. It seemed he was still ruminating over his results. I sat silently as I watched the test form its results. I wasn't all that excited to see my results based off of Snape's. I warily grabbed my paper as it finished glowing.
Inheritance Test - September 1, 1995
Name: Hadrian Mulciber Arcturus Potter-Black-Malfoy
Age: 16
Date of Birth: June 18th, 1979
Date of Death: July 31st, 1980 (Invalid)
Maternal 1: Narcissa Malfoy nee Black (Alive) (Bearer)
Maternal 2: Lillian Potter nee Evans (Alive) (Illegal Blood Adoption)
Maternal 3: Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black (Illegally Incarcerated) (Godmother)
Paternal 1: Lucius Malfoy (Alive) (Sire)
Paternal 2: James Potter (Alive) (Illegal Blood Adoption)
Paternal 3: Rodolphus Lestrange (Illegally Incarcerated) (Godfather)
Paternal 4: Rabastan Lestrange (Illegally Incarcerated) (Godfather)
Paternal 5: Sirius Black (Illegally Incarcerated) (Illegal Godfather)
Paternal 6: Remus Lupin (Alive) (Illegal Godfather)
Genetic Inheritance(s)
Title(s)
Lord Parsonbeau (Due to Lillian Potter nee Evans)
Lord Ravenclaw (Due to Lillian Potter nee Evans)
Lord Mulciber (Due to Lillian Potter nee Evans)
Lord Evans (Due to Lillian Potter nee Evans)
Lord Gryffindor (Due to James Potter)
Lord Peverell (Due to James Potter)
Lord Potter (Due to James Potter)
Lord Lestrange (Due to Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange)
Lord Black (Due to Sirius Black)
Lord Lupene (Due to Remus Lupin)
Lord Slytherin (Due to Conquest)
Lord Gaunt (Due to Conquest)
Lord Riddle (Due to Conquest)
Heir Annister (Due to Lucius Malfoy)
Heir Malfoy (Due to Lucius Malfoy)
Heir Grayson (Due to Lucius Malfoy)
Creature(s)
Drake (Submissive) (Due to Lestrange Inheritance)
Magical level: Mage
Magically Accepted mate(s): N/A
Magical Blocks/Covers:
Core Magic (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st, 1980)
Creature Magic (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st, 1980)
Blood Glamour (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st, 1980)
Physical Glamour (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st, 1980)
Monetary Inheritance (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st, 1980)
Mate(s) (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st, 1980)
Monetary Inheritance: (Blocked and Open)
Lord Parsonbeau: GG 23,807,963,211,732.12
Lord Ravenclaw: GG 423,586,129,830,227.36
Lord Mulciber: GG 554,323,987,626.21
Lord Evans: GG 42,867.82
Lord Gryffindor: GG212,833,922,214,578.93
Lord Peverell: GG 864,333,981,311.72
Lord Potter: GG 93,228,615,203.95
Lord Lestrange: GG 527,863,954,372.53
Lord Black: GG 15,263,879,553,217.92
Lord Lupene: GG 22,473.97
Lord Slytherin: GG 127,872,653,922,072.89
Lord Gaunt: GG 42,928,267.27
Lord Riddle: GG 242,919.54
Heir Annister: GG 723,978,534,221.71
Heir Malfoy: GG 998,729,863,541.28
Heir Grayson: GG 807,127,762,116,458.76
Total: GG 8,071,277,620,000,000
A burning rage filled me. My entire life…has been a lie…due to Albus Too-Many-Fucking-Names Dumbledore. I passed the test to Professor Snape shakily before closing my eyes in an attempt to help myself regulate my anger. It wasn't working very well yet. I could both feel and hear the vibrating hum of my magic in the air.
"Hadrian…I think it would be in the best interest of both of us to call your biological family here…Maybe after our cleanses though. It may be best to present them with the most striking image." I breathed out slowly and nodded my assent. This would be a very long night.
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Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Franchise is entirely J.K. Rowling's, this is my spin-off interpretation and is made with the intent of receiving absolutely zero royalties.
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