Harrison Black and the Mystic Falls.
Chapter 1. Transition
A/n I'll keep things a bit vague so that I don't have to explain everything in the Potter's books, I'll tell you when the changes from canon start.]
Harry Potter had what many would call, the worst luck in the world.
And that wasn't an exaggeration, he had been just one year old when some psychotic self styled Dark Lord had attacked his home and made him an orphan. Not only was he parent-less but he was left in the care his magic-hating aunt and uncle; so let just say his childhood hadn't been the best and leave it at that.
He thought things were bound to get better when he received his letter to attend 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry' but he was sorely disappointed. Between humongous girl-killing trolls, a slobbering Cerberus, a thousand year old giant snake that could kill you just as fast as looking at you, escaped convicts out for his blood, sneaky Animagus, forcefully being made to participate in deadly tournaments meant for full grown wizards and then having the mad man that kill his parents return to life in a creepy ritual.
It was a damn miracle he had made it as long as he did.
After Lord Voldemort, or Tom Riddle if you wanna get technical about it, used him in the ritual to create for himself a brand new, if somewhat snake-like, body things had gone downhill for poor Harry Potter.
The Minister of Magic had used all the pull he had from his position to run a pretty nasty smear campaign against him and the Headmaster of his School, Albus Dumbledore. He was called all sorts of things from the tamest of 'Liar' to the nasty of 'an attention seeking spoiled brat that was tarnishing the reputations of his parents with his outlandish and boldfaced lies'...ouch. All just so the people in power didn't have to admit that the Dark Lord had return.
And load of good that did them, since not even a year after the ritual the Ministry were forced to accept the truth since Harry and his friends, along with some help from the Order of the Phoenix, defeated a group of 'Death Eaters' from taking possession of a prophecy orb from the Department of Mysteries.
In the process the Minister and the many Heads of departments in the Ministry had arrived and stumbled into what was, in his humble opinion, the most bad-ass wizard duel in recent memory, Lord Voldemort Vs Albus Dumbledore.
But all was not well that night, during the fight he had lost his dogfather to a mix of Sirius crazed cousin Bellatrix. the Veil of Death and Sirius's recklessness. It would take years for Harry to stop blaming himself for the death of the last person he considered his family, the Dursleys didn't count.
He lost Dumbledore the following year.
After the debacle that was the Battle of the Department of Mysteries Professor Dumbledore spend the next year, Harry's sixth at Hogwarts, having small clandestine meeting with the Potter heir in which they would not only discuss the History of Tom Riddle but also the real reason the Dark Lord had survived the night he had attacked and killed Harry's parents...Horcruxes.
Horcruxes were disgusting little things that served as soul containers, they would keep a man alive no matter what. As long as they remained in the mortal world, so would their owner.
Apparently the Headmaster thought Voldemort had made six of them, and they only knew the identity of four, the diary Harry had destroyed back in second year, a ring the Headmaster had already destroyed, a locket the Headmaster needed Harry's help to get to and the Dark Lords familiar, Nagini.
Things had gone from bad to worse the night the had left to get the locked, to get it Dumbledore had been forced to ingest a foul potion that had left the man weak and delirious. In the end it had been for naught as the damn thing had been a fake. Harry had been forced to carry the unconscious Headmaster out of the cave they were in and apparate the both of them back to Hogwarts.
Then they had been betrayed, at least at the time Harry thought so, when Severus Snape, the Potion's Master and the Headmaster's confidant had used the killing curse to kill the legendary Albus Dumbledore once and for all. Harry could do nothing but watch as he was magically paralyzed under his invisibility cloak.
He didn't return to school the following year, he and his best friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger had gone on a country wide scavenger hunt trying to track down the Dark Lords Horcruxes just so they could finally end the man that was terrorizing all of Magical Britain. It took them months to collect and destroy all the Horcruxes but after months filled with hunger, fear, danger, resentment and fights but they did it.
Ring- was already destroyed by Albus Dumbledore.
Locket- Harry and his friends had stolen it from the vile pink toad Dolores Umbridge.
Diary- destroyed years ago by Harry.
Cup- Harry, Ron and Hermione had to used a combination of polyjuice potion, Bellatrix stolen wand and big brass balls to actually break into Gringotts and get it.
Nagini- Destroyed by Neville during the Battle of Hogwarts.
Diadem- in Hogwarts hidden in the Room of Requirements, burned beyond repair thanks to Malfoy and his cronies, fiendfyre was really damn powerful.
[A/N from this point on the changes from canon start.]
And all that was what had led Harry to where he was now. During a lull in the Battle of Hogwarts Harry and his friends had come into the possession of a vial of memories from the mortally wounded Snape.
While his friends had been in the Great Hall mourning the loss of one of the twins Harry had snuck into the late Headmaster's office and used his Pensive to watch the memories.
There he learned that he was the final Horcrux and that he needed to die for Voldemort to finally be killed. A rather bitter pill to swallow; it was maddening knowing that he had overcome all the obstacles life had thrown his way only to find out he was destined to die in the end, a lamb to be led to slaughter.
But he would do it, if only so that his friends could live the life he had always dreamed of. He would die for them, but before he finally went to meet with his parents and Sirius, he would take out as many fucking Death Eaters as he could.
"Come on Harry, you can do this." thought Harry as he walked down to Hagrid's hut, he had used his invisibility cloak to evade his friends, he knew that if he saw any of them he wouldn't be able go through with what he needed to do. All the Horcrux were destroyed the Dark Lord was at his weakest and he would kill him if it was the last thing he did.
When he reached the hut he stopped and turned around to take one last long look at Hogwarts, the first real place he could remember calling his home. The place where he had made his first friend, flown his first broom, caught his first golden snitch, kissed his first girl, survived his first brush with dead...he was really going to miss the place.
With one last sad smile Harry turned around and made his way into the forest, when he was sure he was far enough in he pulled his invisibility cloak off and tucked it away in his robe's pocket, Hermione had expanded the inside just for storing the cloak. Around his neck he had the smoke-skin pouch Hagrid had gifted him and inside it he had the golden snitch that Dumbledore had left him, the broken pieces of his Holly wand and his shrunken trunk that held all of his most precious possessions.
As he got closer to where he could hear the sounds of the Dark Lords camp he though of pulling out the snitch and trying one last time to open it, but as he got closer he decided that the time for last minute sentimentality was long past, now it was time to be ruthless.
As he inched his way towards the edge of the clearing that held the bad guys, he could make out the sounds of Bellatrix running around and cackling all the while talking in that annoying baby voice of hers. When he finally caught a glimpse of her she was sitting on the body of the downed Hagrid.
The rise and fall of the half giants chest were the only thing that kept him from lashing out. As it was the rage he felt when he saw her sitting on top of his first friend ever! had red sparks coming off the end of Draco's former wand.
How dare she put her hands on Hagrid, one of the nicest and gentlest people in the world, let alone sit on him as he was nothing more than a beast she could ride.
When he saw Bellatrix reaching down towards the gentle half giants face with the tip of her wand shining an angry purple Harry couldn't take it any more, before any of the other Death Eaters, hell before even Voldemort himself could respond Harry jumped from behind the bush he was hiding and sent the most destructive curse he could think off at her.
"SECTUMSEMPRA' screamed Harry as the spelled shot out of his wand with a bang and a white flash of light. When the light died down the only thing heard was a thunk as the head of Bellatrix Lestrange fell from her body, the surprise look still plastered on her face.
Before her body could even hit the floor Harry exploded into motion, his wand was a blur as he used all the destructive spells he could think of to kill as many Death Eaters as he could. While he tried not to stop moving for fear of being hit, he still saw some of the D.E that fell to his wand. Lucius Malfoy and his wife where cut in half by another of his overpowered Sectumsempra, he blew the Lestrange brothers to pieces with a Bombarda Maxima and Draco got hit in the chest by a killing curse, funny enough it didn't come from him, it came from his fathers wand. The curse had been aimed at him but he dodged it leaving poor unsuspecting Draco to take the curse to the face. JUSTICE.
Unfortunately for him the distraction of watching Draco die left him open to catch a cutting curse to his side. He didn't see who had thrown the curse but as he fell to the floor in pain he saw the smirking face of the Dark Lord as he watched him from his perch. Guess he got over Neville cutting off his snake's head earlier in the battle.
"Harry Potter, the boy-who-live, has come to die...though I didn't think you had it in you to kill as many of my lieutenants as you did." drawled the Dark Lord as he walked around the multiple dead bodies around the clearing, he was clearly annoyed since Harry had killed the main financiers of his army.
Heh like the goblins would allow any of his top Death Eaters to withdraw anything from their vaults, he, Ron and Hermione had made sure of that with a couple of dozes of polyjuice potion and a few hairs from Bellatrix, Lucius and Avery. Goblins didn't forget easily.*
"Whatever snake-face, either put up or shut up...lets see if you can kill me this time, I mean I can't make it any easier, I just gave up myself up without that much of a fuss, I might have well have a pretty red bow around my chest." all the while Harry was talking he was using his wand to stem the flow of the blood long enough so that he could stand back up. When he felt the blood stop running down his side, he stood back up with a grunt of pain before he took a quick glance around the clearing they were both standing on.
The place was bloody and littered with both dead bodies and the massive unconscious half giant that was Hagrid, around the woods he could make out some Death Eaters that were either too afraid of Voldemort to leave or just ones that wanted to watch his demise. The thing that stood out the most to Harry was the pair of red eyes that were looking at him, the look was the same he had seen in Ron's face during Fleurs wedding as he gazed at all her veela cousins...but that couldn't be right, who in the Dark Lord's service would be looking at him lustfully. Heh weird.
"After this night nobody shall ever doubt that I, Lord Voldemort, am the most powerful wizard alive." hissed Tom as he started to walk in a circle, something Harry started imitating almost immediately.
"Yeah because killing a teenager that hasn't even finish his magical schooling is all that awe worthy innit Tommy-boy." taunted Harry as he smirked back at the fuming Dark Lord. Just a couple more taunts and he knew Riddle would have enough and attack. He would have to time it just right for his half ass plan to even have a chance of working.
"And as a matter of fact, is killing me something you really want to brag about? I mean, really it took four tries and seventeen years to kill me, an untrained wizard at that, can't be all that powerful if you can't even kill a kid." Harry said as gave Voldemort a smirk just trying to infuriate the man. Which seem to be working since the pale white skin on the Dark Lord's face was getting redder by the second. He knew the snakefucker could see flush.
"You better watch your mouth Potter before I..." the sparks coming of the Dark Lords wand were shining a dark emerald, not unlike Harry's eyes, It didn't looked like the color of a Killing Curse, whatever it was it didn't look like something nice.
"...what you're going to kill me harder, please you can't even kill me now." Harry interrupted the Dark Lord causing the snake-man to snarl at him. Harry just smiled back, it was kinda fun messing with Tom, sure he needed to die but that didn't mean he couldn't be a smart-ass about it.
"Enough! Tonight you die...AVADA KEDAVRA" snarled the Dark Lord before he, quick as a snake he he, slashed his wand at him and sent a killing curse his way. Just what Harry wanted. Thanks to all the years playing seeker for the Gryffindor team Harry's reflexes were second to none, before the spell had even left the Dark Lord's wand Harry's had already launched his own spell back. And while it has the first time he had use the spell Harry was sure he had enough hate for Voldemort for it to work.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!." Harry roared back, flinging his own killing curse right at the shocked and unprotected Lord Voldemort. The few seconds before the curse slammed into his chest felt like a life time for him, contrary to what people said, his life didn't pass before his eyes, instead he saw the many people that had become precious to him; Hagrid, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Molly and Arthur, the twins, Moony, Tonks and his newborn godson Teddy, Bill and Fleur, Professor Mcgonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout and many others flashed into his mind, these were the people that made his life worth living, this were the people he was willing to die for. He just hoped they lived a long and peaceful life.
As the cursed hit him square in the chest he felt all the strength and energy leave his body, before everything went black he enjoyed the sight of his killing curse also slamming into the chest of the still shocked Tom Riddle. The Dark Lord fell to the floor and his body started disintegrating.
The second he hit the floor he felt all the pains and aches he had felt all over his body completely go away, even the sharp pain from the wound in his side stopped. When he opened his eyes he found himself standing in a completely deserted King's Cross Station, well not completely deserted since a few feet to his left he could see the unconscious form of a naked, pale and deformed man. He had thin black hair and was shivering as he curled up into a ball and moaned/whimpered in pain.
Harry was just about to see if could do anything to help the clearly injured and sick man when after a specially bad shiver he saw the mans face...Tom Riddle's. After he realized who he was he had to hold back the urge to walked up to him and start kicking.
He stood after, what felt like hours but was probably only a few seconds watching the man moan in pain on the floor, when a huge black figure appeared right next to Harry to also look down on Riddle. Harry tried to move or speak to ask who the man was but found his whole body frozen, he could breath but that was about it.
"I must thank you Harry James Potter, for finally delivering Tom Marvolo Riddles complete soul." said the figure, which Harry noticed was just a big shadow without any features, as it bend down to grab Tom's ankle, the second he did Riddle's whole body turned translucent before completely disappearing.
The shadow stood back up and stared at Harry for a few seconds before he stepped back and gave Harry a pat on the back.
"I'll see you again someday...but something tells me it won't be anytime soon, just make sure to take care of my Hallows." said the shadow as he disappeared from sight, the second he mentioned the Hallows Harry realized he had just met Death.
Harry had never been more scared in his life.
The second Death disappeared Harry regained control over his body and almost fell over. He turned around to see if there was anything more in the station, he could make out something appearing on the other side of the station, just as the figure was taking form, which was starting to look a lot like Professor Dumbledore he felt a sharp tug on his chest before everything when white.
For the second time in less than an hour Harry felt himself waking up from his place on the floor, only this time all the pains and aches in his body were back, if somewhat lessened. As he opened his eyes he was met with the sight of a pair of smoldering red eyes, which quickly turned brown. The same eyes from earlier he realized, they were attached to a very beautiful woman, she had long brown hair in ringlets and was wearing an tight red dress as she knelt over him.
"Wow you're really earning that Boy-Who-Lived moniker aren't you?" asked the girl as she smirked at him, strangely enough she had a American accent. Harry tried to sit up but that sent a sharp bolt of pain all through his chest. The grunt seem to make the girl's smile widen.
"God my chest...it feels like its on fire. I swear to god if I have a lightning bolt scar there I'm going to be pissed." groaned Harry as he used all his remaining strength to keep his eyes open to look at the still smiling girl next to him.
"What do you want?" asked an annoyed Harry, the pain in not only his chest but also from the many wounds in his body making him blunt and a tad hostile.
"Have you ever heard the saying 'Some people are too interesting to die?" asked the girl before she bit down on her wrist, which for some reason sounded like she was biting into an apple, and forced her bleeding wound over his mouth. When she did that he took notice of the veins around her eyes and the fangs poking out of her mouth. It took him too long to realize what she was...vampire.
"Well darling, you're one of those people." said the girl before she grabbed both sides of his head and with one swift, and cringe-worthy, twist snapped his neck. The last thing he saw before everything went black, again, was the fanged grin on the the beautiful girls face.
By the time he woke back up everything around him was pitch black, the moon was high in the sky but the tall thick trees around the Forbidden Forest kept the light from entering the clearing Harry was on.
Strangely enough the lack of light didn't affect his vision, he could see everything around him perfectly. Then he realized that he could see everything perfectly and he didn't' have his glasses on, they were nowhere to be found.
Also woman seems to have disappeared. When Harry thought about the woman everything that had happened to him came back to him in a flash, fighting Voldemort, killing him but dying in the process, the woman forcing him to drink her blood, then the sharp pain that came when she snapped his neck.
"Was that all real?" thought Harry as he stood back up with a groan, the dull ache in his neck told him that yes the neck thing was probably real. As he looked around the clearing he almost jumped back in fright when he saw someone else just standing there looking at him. It took him a few seconds to recognized him as one of Voldemort's top Death Eaters, Dolohov, if he remembered correctly.
"What the hell is going on?, what are you doing here?" demanded Harry as he pointed his wand at the DE. The man didn't even flinch he was just standing there blankly looking at him. It sort of looked like he was under the effect of the Imperius spell.
"I was told to stay in this exact spot and answer any questions you had." Harry was now sure Dolohov was under some type of mind control, the man was speaking in a dull emotionless tone of voice.
"Who told you to stay here?" asked Harry as he walked up to the man and searched him, on his waist he found the man's wand but not much else. The man had a shrunken trunk on his pocket and Harry took it, you never know what might be useful in the future.
"I don't know, as the Aurors were taking me away she swooped in and took me from them, the next thing I know I was standing here where she gave me orders, that was two days ago." said the drone like man, while Harry was searching him the man didn't even move a muscle, as a matter of fact he wasn't even looking at him, just staring straight ahead.
"Two days!?" Harry screamed out in shock, he had been unconscious two whole days, what had happen to the school and the battle or even his friends...Harry was just about to run out of the clearing when he realized he had a source of information not even two feet away from him.
"Tell me what happen after I killed Voldemort?" demanded Harry as he stood in front of the bewitched dark wizard. When he mentioned Voldemort's name Harry saw some emotion enter his eyes but it was gone before it could take hold.
"After you killed the Dark Lord, all the remaining Death Eaters tried to escape but the angry students, teachers and members of the Order of the Phoenix threw up an anti apparition ward and ruthlessly took down any fleeing Death Eater that they could. I was but one of the few that manage to survive the vicious assault. When there were less than twenty of us fighting back the Aurors that were loyal to the Ministry arrived and stopped the fighting and started arresting us, that's when the woman came in and kidnapped me.
"My friends! what happened to my friends and why didn't anyone take my body?" said Harry as he took a deep breath, he was kinda glad that his death urged his remaining comrades to take out the rest of the Death Eaters. While he thought the world of Dumbledore he had always thought that the whole 'give murderers a second chance' thing was flawed.
"Your friends, the Weasleys and the mudblood were the ones leading the charge, from what I saw, all of them, aside from one of the twins and the werewolf and his whore, were alive. The reason they didn't take your body was that when the woman put me here she took your body with her, she just returned a few hours ago and dropped you back here." said the man, Harry had to take a few deep breath when the man started insulting his friends, the rage he felt was something he had never felt before, it almost overwhelmed him. Also knowing that Remus and Tonks were dead caused a sadness in his heart that just about floored him. For some reason his emotions were all over the place.
Also the knowledge that the woman that had snapped his neck had taken his body was sort of unsettling, what had she done with his body while he had been unconscious. A small part of his mind was doing everything it could to ignore the fact that he was sure the woman had turned him in to a vampire.
"Did the woman give you any other instructions?" Harry asked halfheartedly as he turned around and started looking around the clearing again, that's when he saw them. There, on the floor where he had previously been unconscious were two wands, Dumbledore's wand. The Elder Wand. The Stick of Destiny and Voldemort's. They were laying on the ground side by side, just waiting for him.
"Yes, she told me that after you finish asking questions I was to do this." said the man, Harry turned around to see what he would do when he saw Dolohov bring his wrist up to his mouth and take a deep and hard bite. Harry was honestly way too shocked to do anything about it. He was about to ask the Death Eater why he had bitten himself when the smell of the fresh blood reached his nose.
The second the smell hit his nose he felt his mouth fill with saliva and his throat start to burn, he had never been more thirsty in his life. The longer he smelled the blood the quicker his control left him, he wanted nothing more than to run over to the confounded man and take a big bite out of his neck.
"What the hell are you doing?" screamed Harry as he covered his nose with both his hands, he couldn't keep his body from taking a step forward, he was starting to lose control.
"She said that you would need to feed to complete the transition, and she said I was meant to be the food." said Dolohov as he took a step forward and with his non injured hand flicked some of the dripping blood towards Harry.
Harry was almost winning the fight to control himself when Dolohov flicked his blood at him, by chance a couple of the drops of blood landed on Harry's lip, he couldn't control himself as his tongue moved out of his mouth and licked the drops. When he did all semblance of control left him, in seconds he felt his canines lengthen and sharpen, around his eyes the veins started showing as the whites of his eyes turned black and is eyes red. In seconds Harry was on top of Dolohov draining the man of his life blood.
As he bit into the Death Eaters neck Harry wanted noting more than to moan in pleasure, the liquid flowing into his mouth was pure ambrosia, it was the most delicious thing he had ever had the pleasure of drinking. Also he could feel his body healing itself at a rapid pace, the pain his his body left and the many aches he had always had from the beatings during his childhood disappeared. Hell he could even feel his muscles straining and becoming stronger. He felt like a million galleons.
After what felt like hours the blood stopped flowing into his mouth. As Harry let the Death Eater's body fall to the floor he couldn't keep the smile off his face. A part of him felt awful that he had just killed someone, even if it was a murderer like Dolohov but another, a much stronger part, just wanted to find another bad person and drain them dry.
But first he needed to find the person responsible for turning him into a vampire and to do that he would need money and resources.
So before doing anything else he needed to go to Gringotts, and do it without anyone seeing him. After picking up both of the Elder wand and the Voldemort's wand from the forest floor he gave the dead Death Eater one final look before he turned on the spot and apparated out of the Forbidden Forest, luckily for him the wards around Hogwarts were still down.
Leaky Cauldron;
When he appeared at the front of the Leaky Cauldron he was surprised by how empty it was, from what he knew of the last time Voldemort had been defeated the wizards and witches of Britain should be in full party mode.
But as he stepped into the Cauldron, underneath his invisibility cloak, it was all but deserted. The only person inside was the old bartender Tom. He had been expecting a full party but then again it was late. Ignoring the mood in the place Harry quickly made his was to the entrance to the Alley. Using the wand he had stolen from Draco he opened the entrance and steeped foot into Diagon Alley.
The alley just like the bar was almost deserted, only a few wizards were around the ally and most of them were just cleaning up. With his cloak firmly in place he walked through the Alley, as he did he realized that there had indeed been a party there if the confetti and the empty firewhiskey bottles were any indication.
As he stepped up to the massive white marble building that was Gringotts Wizarding Bank he was very surprised to see it looked just like it always did, the enormous hole from where the dragon, and by extension him and his friends, had escape from just days earlier was gone. He didn't know if it was magic or just Goblin engineering but he was both shocked and amazed by how quickly everything was fixed up.
Just before he entered the bank Harry took of his cloak and stored it back up in his moleskinpouch, he knew that as long as he did nothing to offend the Goblins they wouldn't tell a soul about his visit.
The long hall where the goblin tellers attended their clients were back to their pristine appearance. Just like the first time he step foot in the bank the tellers were busy either going through paper work or counting gems and galleons.
"At least they'll never change." thought Harry as he walk up to the only goblin teller that didn't seen busy. The goblin was just sitting there reading the latest edition of weekly witch...weird.
"Excuse me Master Goblin I wish to speak to someone about my vaults..." said Harry getting the attention of the goblin. When he did Harry had to hold back a smile when he saw the startled expression on his face. Just as the goblin look like he was going to snarl at him its eyes shifted from his face all the way up to his lighting bolt scar that while not an angry red as it used to be was still quite noticeable.
"Lord Potter-Black, we at Gringotts have been waiting for you...if you would follow me." grunted the goblin before it jumped down from its stool and started making his way to the back of the bank. Harry having no other choice walked behind the teller.
After a long ten minute walk around the many maze like hallways of the back they came upon a black wooden door with the tittle of 'Sharptooth, Account Manager for Potter, Black, Nott, Bullstrode and Malfoy.'
"Just one Goblin for all those accounts...interesting." thought Harry as the teller knocked on the door one time. The second it did the door opened as if on its on accord.
"Come in." croaked a voice from inside the office. The teller that had lead the way, stepped to the side and gave Harry a short bow before hurrying away as fast as his stubby little legs could get him. The sight almost made Harry laugh.
A few seconds later he walked into the office, inside he was amazed by the splendor of the office. On the walls were many different kings of weapons, from axes to short swords.
"Ahh Lord Potter-Black, I have been expecting you." called out the same voice from before, the sound of his name knocked him from his perusal of the office walls. There, behind a massive obsidian desk, sat an ancient looking goblin. The goblin had a long white beard and sharp yellowish teeth. Its fingers were long and crooked as they were wrapped around two small wooden boxes.
One black, one crimson.
He idly noticed that behind the goblin, hanging from the wall were four detailed crest. He recognized the Black Family Crest from all the times he had seen it hanging in Grimmault Place. The other three he didn't. But he was quite sure one of them was his family's...the Potters.
"Come have a seat my lord, we have much to discuss.' said the goblin then with a snap of his fingers a seat appeared in front of the desk. Harry gave the goblin a small smile, careful not to show any teeth, before he sat down and waited for the it to speak.
"I have been waiting for you ever since you reached your majority. As you might know, not only are you the heir of the Potter family but also the Black family." said the Goblin, Harry gave him a small nod, he remembered Dumbledore telling him Sirius had made him his heir. And he had known, thanks mostly to Hermione, that the Potters were an old family. And that meant old money.
"I do, Sirius used the fact that my grandmother was a Black to make me his heir." said Harry as he remembered the day Sirius and him had spend in the Tapestry room talking about the Black's and the Potters.
"Aye Dorea Black was a fine witch, and an even finer woman." said the goblin as he placed the small boxes in front of Harry.
"As you know, since the formation of the Wizengamot the roles of the Lords have become pretty much obsolete but as is tradition the heads of all the Noble Houses and up are referred as Lord. As is, you are the Head of both the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black and the Noble and Ancient House of Potter." said the goblin as with another look at the boxes and another snap of his long crooked fingers two black leather ledgers appeared in front of Harry.
Harry's eyes never wavered from the two boxes in front of his eyes. With a careful hand, almost as if he was picking a small animal he picked up the first box, the black one, and opened it. Inside was a ring he was most familiar with, the last time he had seen it Sirius had been wearing it. Placed in a shining band of silver was a polished amethyst with the crest of the Black family on it, below it in small almost unseen letter was the Black family motto. Tojours Pur; Always Pure.
"I thought this was lost, vanished along the last person that wore it." said Harry as he picked up the ring and placed it on his left index finger, as he did he felt a jolt of electricity run from his hand to his head as the ring shrunk down to fit his finger and alongside it came the knowledge of all the properties under the Black family name.
'Grimmault Place – London.'
'Black Manor – Wales.'
'Villa – South Coast of Cuba.'
'Manor House – Germany.'
"Quite right my lord." said the Sharptooth with a tight grin, Harry didn't' even realized he had spoken out loud.
"The Blacks had quite a few international properties, contrary to most of the other English families, that do their best to keep their gold here in England." grinned the goblin as he produced a keyring with three big silver keys on it.
"The keys serve a dual purpose of not only giving you ownership of the properties but as portkeys to each of them. Just grab the one you want to use and tap it with your wand while saying the Black Family motto." said the smiling goblin.
Harry quickly got over his shock and grabbed the other ring box. When he opened it he felt tears coming to his eyes as he stared at the ring. It was just as big as the Black ring, but otherwise completely different. Instead of a silver band it was gold with many small runes all over it. A big polished squared emerald was its centerpiece and over the Potter family crest was displayed proudly. Two prancing stags with wands in their mouth. Underneath the Potter Motto was written in golden script. 'Family, Duty, Honor.'*
He also placed the ring in his left index finger as he did the Black Family ring gave of a flash of light and disappeared, the Potter family ring refitted to the finger and like the Black one gave him a direct line of knowledge to all his properties.
'Potter Manor – Scotland.'
'Cottage – Godric's Hallow.'
'Manor – Mystic Falls.'
'Penthouse – New York City.'
"I wonder where the Black Family ring..." they second he thought of the Black Family ring another flash of light came from his hand and the Black ring had replaced the Potter on. "A nifty trick Signet Rings have, think of the one you want and it shall appear on your finger." chuckled the Goblin when he saw the dumbfounded look on Harry's face.
"Those last two were actually bought by your mother just months before she died." said Sharptooth as he pulled out another keyring but this time it had four golden keys instead.
"There are some things you have to be aware off Lord Potter, the Potter Manor in Scotland was damage in a Death Eater attack more than two decades ago and it will take a bit of work to make it livable again, luckily all the heirlooms and paintings inside were moved to the main Potter vault so they are safe. The second thing is that the Cottage in Godric's Hallow was seized by the Ministry as a memorial for the first defeat of the Dark Lord, but its still technically a Potter Family House thus you have full access to it." said the goblin, Harry just gave him a tight nod before he tucked away both key-rings inside his moleskin pouch.
"These two ledgers belong to you, the first is tied to all the Black family accounts, which as of four days ago include both the Malfoy and the Lestrange Vaults since the lines are extinct with the death of Lucius, Draco and Narcissa Malfoy and Rodulphus, Rabastan and Bellatrix Lestrange." said the Gobling with a blood thirsty grin.
"Unfortunately Malfoy Manor was destroyed a few weeks ago in a fire and the Lestrange properties were sold at the beginning of the war to fund most of the Dark Lord's war efforts. Also the Lestrange Vault was drained by the goblins of Gringotts to pay for the damages cause by Bellatrix and her associates a few days ago." the goblin said and Harry had to hold back a wince, at least their plan to pin the blame on Bellatrix had paid off.
"I don't mind, in fact I have an idea for the Malfoy fortune." said Harry as he opened the ledger and looked through the gold that was inside the Malfoy vault. What he read shocked him, the Malfoys were bloody loaded.
Vault # 394 Malfoy Family Vault:
Galleons: 45,340,000.
Sickle's: 15,240.
Knuts: 5,000.
*Also in the vault are a multitude of gems, book, paintings, tapestries, armors, and weapons.
"My god, no wonder Malfoy was such an unbearable dick...he was loaded." said Harry with a grimace when he saw all the money inside the vault, when he did it caused Sharptooth to bust out in a gut wrenching belly laugh.
"What so funny?" Harry asked with an amused tone of voice, it was not every day he had the pleasure of seen a goblin laugh, he almost believe they couldn't.
"I'm sorry my lord, but as you said while the Malfoys were certainly loaded, compare to your holdings as Lord of House Black alone they are nothing." laughed the still chuckling goblin as he used his finger to change the page to show Harry the holdings in the Main Black Vault, when he read the page he almost choked on his own saliva when he saw the numbers.
Vault# 52 Black Family Vault.
Galleons: 340,540,000.
Sickles: 34,954,343.
Knuts: 12,278,000
*Also in the vault are a multitude of gems, book, paintings, tapestries, armors, and weapons.
"That's after we added what was left of the Lestrange vault and all the other trust and personal Vaults of the many diseased members of the Black Family." said the still chuckling goblin as he watched the shocked face of the young Lord before him.
"This other ledger has the Potter family accounts, now while not as wealthy as the Blacks, the Potters had money to their name, mostly because of the union of House Peverell into their own." said the goblin as he opened the other ledger and placed it in front of Harry.
Vault# 114 Potter Family Vault.
Galleons: 123,304,000.
Sickles: 13,245,000
knuts: 11,326,000
*Also in the vault are a multitude of gems, book, paintings, tapestries, armors, and weapons.
"May I have some parchment and a quill?" asked Harry as he went back to the page with the Malfoy Family Holdings. The smiling goblin just gave him a small nod before with another snap of his fingers a piece of parchment and a quill appeared by his hand.
"Thank you." said Harry as he took the quill and started writing.
I, Harry James Potter, being of sound mind and body hereby declare this to be my last will and testament.
To Hermione Granger: Mione, like a said to Ron a few days ago, you are my sister in everything but blood. I had the pleasure of calling you my best friend for seven years, I just wished it could have been longer. So for all those years of unconditional friendship, I leave you a couple of things. First and foremost I leave you my other best friend Ron Weasley, take good care of him, he might have the emotional range of a teaspoon but that teaspoon is worth all the galleons in the world. I also leave you the entire Black Family Library, or at least what its left of it and five million galleons to help you achieve all your dreams. I wish you a long and happy live, god knows you earned it.
"To Ronald Bilius Weasley: my other best friend, the first friend my own age I ever made. Meeting you and your family was the first real break I ever got, thanks to you I got to know what having a brother felt like and for that I can't thank you enough. So with that in mind I leave you five million galleons with the hope that you use them have a happy live.
"To Molly and Arthur Weasley: I want to especially thank the both of you, because thanks to you I got to learn what it felt like to have a mum and dad. You took me into your homes when I was nothing but a skinny and lonely eleven year old and you help made me the man I am today. I know the Burrow took some damage during the war so I leave you ten million galleons both in thanks and so you can fix up your home, it might be small but its magical and there was were I learned what it was to have a family.
"To Ginny Weasley: my beautiful Ginny you gave me light during the darkest time of my life, I could fill this page with words of how much a care for you but I have to be quick, I leave you five million galleons and the hope that you have a long, happy and exciting life ahead of you.
"To Neville Longbottom: Mate I know you don't need it but still, I leave you with one million galleons just for the fact that you were my friend.
"To Luna Lovegood: my darling Luna, just like Neville I leave you one million galleons both to help you rebuilt your home and to fund as many expeditions as I can so you can search for all those wonderful creatures you always told me about. Our world is coming out of some dark times and I think it could use some of the light that you so selflessly give. I was proud to call you friend.
"To Fred and George Weasley: I know you have gone through much during these last few days, but I hope that even through all the grief there's still a spark of what made the Weasley twins great. You guys were the big brothers I always wanted. So to help you continued the dream you I leave you one million galleons. The world needs laughter now more than ever, I hope this will help give it to them.
"To Hagrid: you were my first friend EVER, you took a helpless lonely kid and you showed him a magical world. You took just Harry, a sad abused child that wanted somewhere he could belong and helped make that sadness and that loneliness disappear. For that you will always have a special place in my heart. I leave you one million galleons in the hope that you'll use them to buy as many animals and pets as will make you happy...just do me one favor, no more dragons.
"To Remus, Dora and Teddy Lupin: this is actually more for my godson than for Dora and Mooney. To Teddy, I wished I had the chance to meet you but if you're reading this then it means I didn't make it.
When your father asked me to be your godfather I felt so much joy that I can't find the words to describe it. I had dreams of spoiling you like I never was, do with you all the things me and Sirius talked about, hearing your first words, buying you your first broom, giving you advise about girls or even seeing you on September 1st for your first year at Hogwarts but alas I cannot, even though it won't make up for it I leave you, the rest of my fortune, sixteen million galleons, fifteen thousand sickles and five thousand knuts. I hope that's enough to give you a happy childhood and a prosperous life.
My friends and family, though I left you too early, I hope that you will remember me fondly and live long and happy lives.
As always, Mischief Managed
Harry James Potter
The last part Harry had to sign with a blood quill Sharptooth gave him, and thanks to somegoblin trickery the will was backdated a few weeks before Fleur and Bill's wedding. That's the reason he had mention some people in his will that he knew to be dead.
"Thank you Sharptooth, you have been most helpful." said Harry as he sealed the will with a bit of wax and handed it to Sharptooth.
"Is there anything else I can help you with Lord Potter Black." asked the goblin.
"Actually there is, I have recently had some changes brought upon my person and was planing on moving to the states to find the one responsible, I was hoping there was some way that I could spend my money in the muggle would without having to come to a Gringotts to make the exchange from galleons to pounds or in this case dollars?" asked Harry with a grin as he sat back and did his best to not play with the rings in his hands.
"Actually yes." said the goblin, then he turned and for the first time opened one of the many desk drawers in his massive obsidian desk. From it he pulled out four things, two thin plastic cards and two small money pouches.
"These are Gringott debit cards, one is attached to the Potter Vault the other to the Black vault, they are accepted everywhere in the muggle world," said the Sharptooth as he handed the cards to Harry who, after looking them over for a few seconds, pulled out his beat up wallet and stored them inside.
"The moneybags are link to your accounts as well, no need to come to the bank unless is absolutely necessary or you get a summons from us, also the second you step foot out of the bank your many vaults will be moved to our branch in the states.
"Thank you my friend, as a bonus I want the goblins of Gringotts to take any and all goblin artifacts in the Malfoy vaults." said Harry, when he did the shocked look on Sharptooth's face was enough to make him laugh out loud.
"That is most generous my lord." said Sharptooth as he gave Harry a swift bow. Harry just waved it away and gave the old goblin a bright smile.
"Think of it as endurance that my visit, and status will be kept a secret." said Harry with a nod as he grabbed his two moneybags, his ledgers and prepared to make his way out of the office, before he could Sharptooth put his hand up to tell Harry he had one more thing to say.
"Before you go my lord, I have one more thing to give you." said Sharptooth as he pulled a small box from underneath his desk, he opened it and stared at it for a few seconds before he turned it around and showed it to Harry. Inside the box he saw a leather bracelet with a round polished blue stone on it, over the stone he saw the Potter family crest.
"What is this?" asked Harry as he picked up the bracelet when he did he felt a tingle for a few seconds before it passed. Sharptooth just gave him a small smile before he elaborated.
"We at Gringotts were made aware of your 'change' in status a few days ago, so I took the liberty to have his small trinket made, its stone is lapiz lapsuli and the it's spell to allow one such as you to walk in the sunlight, the leather of the bracelets is also spelled to be unbreakable and also so only the person that put the bracelet on can take it off." said Sharptooth with a wicked grin when he saw the shocked look on Harry's face.
"Thank you Sharptooth." said Harry with a smile as he strapped the bracelet to his wrist. When he saw there was nothing more to talk about he gave Sharptooth one last nod before he turned and started to walk out the door.
"Next stop...Mystic Falls." thought Harry as he made his way out of the bank while fingering the keys in his pocket.
A/N THIS CHAPTER IS DONE!
THIS IS JUST ANOTHER STORY I HAD SITTING IN A PENDRIVE I HAD AROUND SINCE MY OLD LAPTOP DIED, NOW I JUST GAVE IT A SMALL POLISH BEFORE POSTING IT.
ITS A BIT SHORT BUT THIS CHAPTER WAS MOSTLY TO GET HARRY TO TURN AND GET ALL THE OTHER HP STUFF OUT OF THE WAY.
*Harry and Hermione had more dozes of polyjuice and hairs from a couple of Death Eaters so instead of the goblins seeing them they saw Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy and Avery Nott leaving on the back of the blind dragon...don't judge me its a fanfic and I need Harry to be on the goblins good side.