Harry Potter was a strange boy, some would say. Of course, that may be because of his magic. In the magical world, however, he was still considered weird. He was a celebrity that went missing at the time of his uprise in fame and many had a vision of what he would be like. A small list of people who had a vision of him was: Albus-Too-Many-Names-Dumbledore, Severus Snivelus Snape, Junior Malfoy and Senior Malfoy. That was only a small list of people like I mentioned before as too many people had visions of The-Boy-Who-Lived to name.
Anyway, our story starts on the 15th of august, 1996.
"BOY! GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE!" Shouted a man so fat, if he was in a pool, people would think that he was an escaped walrus. The man's name was Vernon Dursley. He was the uncle of Harry Potter.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon!" Harry said.
Harry ran down the stairs quietly but quickly. He contemplated what he could have done while he was going down the stairs.
"WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING? TELLING YOUR KIND WHAT WE DO? YOU BETTER STAY IN YOUR ROOM UNTIL NEXT TUESDAY!" Uncle Vernon shouted.
As Harry opened the door to his bedroom, an owl flew through his bedroom and landed on his bed. After Harry closed his door and sat on his bed, he reached out to the owl and grabbed the letter. The seal on the letter had two swords crossing each other, with a goblin holding them. As soon as he saw the goblin, he knew that the letter was from Gringotts. Opening the seal, he saw the fancy writing and a small chain with the same logo as the seal.
Dear Mister Potter,
We at Gringotts Bank are at a loss as a very old vault has opened recently and in order to find who is the owner of the bank, we are allowing a blood test for a small fee of one sickle. It has also been known in the daily prophet. We have sent you a letter as you are one of our most special customers. The chain in this letter is a portkey to Gringotts and the password to activate this portkey is 'Gringotts Bank'.
Please come in at your earliest possible time
Sincerely,
Ragnok the eighth
King of the Goblin Nation
As Harry finished reading, he saw the chain that the letter mentioned and picked it up. Then he looked at the clock and made a decision.
'Well, there isn't much more to do today.' Harry thought.
He grabbed his wand and looked at the clock again. He grabbed the chain and made sure that the Dursleys wouldn't hear him.
"Gringotts." He whispered.
The familiar feeling of being hooked behind his navel took place and he disappeared from Number. 4 Privet Drive.
As Harry regained his bearings, he realized that he was in a room off to the side of the entrance hall. When Harry felt he was stable enough to walk around, he walked into the entrance hall and walked up to a goblin at a desk.
"Hello? I am here to speak with King Ragnok?" Harry said.
The goblin sneered at him snobbishly.
"And why would a goblin like him want to speak to you? You are a measly wizard." The goblin said.
Before the goblin could insult him even more, a goblin with a cape and crown that looked to be made out of bones appeared next to him.
The goblin led him down the hallway and into an office. There was another goblin in the office who looked a bit younger than the goblin that had taken him to the office. The goblins sat down in some chairs and the older goblin pulled up another chair for Harry.
"Hello. I assume that you are Mister Potter? If so, you will have to do a few things for us.
CLIFFHANGER!
Ok so this might be short but as this is my first story, you cannot be mad.
minimuda out!