Hello, my viewers! This is a Founders Inheritance story, Harry Potter AU. It starts after a certain point in Harry's life; the use of Godric's sword to kill Slythern's basilisk. I have quite a few ideas in this story, and I hope you all enjoy it, my viewers! Remember, never tickle a sleeping dragon! -Traveler.
It has been a few days since Harry James Potter came to Diagon Alley in seeking sanctuary from breaking a rule of wizardry; Never use magic in front of muggles. He used accidental magic to enlarge his uncle's sister out of anger and adrenaline. He was glad when he was informed that it was simply a accident, and that he's able to go back to Hogwarts, his true home.
It was morning once again in the area of the Leaky Cauldron, and things has settled down for Harry as it seems to be, until a large owl knocked upon his window, a letter secured in its beak.
(Harry's P.O.V.)
I blinked lightly as I saw this huge dark brown owl, about 2/4 bigger than Hedwig, and I sighed softly, "Alright, let's see who wanted to owl me this early.". I opened the window, and he blinked before leaning down with the letter in his beak, and I reached up to grasp it, seeing him let go of it, and he then turned around with a screech, flying off with a loud whoop of his wings.
I left the window partly open as Hedwig usually comes home by this time of morning for her beauty sleep. I then sat down, studying the red envelope. It wasn't a Howler that I could recognize easily, yet this envelope seems to be made of different parchment or something, and I turned it over to see a emblem on the back; a large 'G' in gold with green ribbons that held the title in white letters.
"Gringotts? This must be very important, I guess.", I murmured before opening it up to reveal one single piece of paper, not parchment.
This is King Ragnok of Gringotts, and I have news of importance to inform you, Mr. Potter. Please come at your earliest convenience. Time is money. Bring the letter as proof and speak your full name to my personal assistant, Fangclaw. Thank you.
"Wow, I guess I should go. He sounds quite hasty.", I commented in surprise, and I then grabbed a cap, not wanting anybody to stare at my scar, and tucking the letter into my robe pocket as I figured that as it's the king of Gringotts that I am meeting with, I better wear my best robes. I then left my room, nodding to Tom, "Hello, Harry, doing some shopping?".
"Something like that, Tom. Be back later.", I smiled softly, and I used my wand to unlock the gate to Diagon Alley, and I then fast-walked straight to Gringotts, glad that it was slow in the mornings around the shops and all.
I smiled politely at the guards at the entrance, and went in, looking for the goblin that the letter spoke of, reading the name plaques off each countertop until I saw the right name and the right goblin. As I got closer, I noticed that he seemed younger than the other tellers, and his eyes are piercingly gold.
I gulped under my breath as he spoke in a grave yet strong tone, "Yes?". I nodded politely, "Hello, Mister Fangclaw. I am Harry James Potter, and here's the letter I received along with its envelope.". I put the letter/envelope on the counter before him, and he picked them up, scanning carefully before nodding with a wide, albeit scary smile.
"Excellent, Mr. Potter. If you please follow me, His Majesty is waiting.", Fangclaw spoke strictly, and I nodded again, waiting for him to get down, and I then followed him behind, walking fast to catch him.
The corridor to the goblins' offices is different than the corridor that leads to the cart and eventually the vaults. There's more marble among the walls, and the doors seem fancy, getting more expensive features per door as we get further into the corridor, deeper and deeper until we reach the end of the corridor, splitting off into two other corridors.
The door at the end is the fanciest one I had ever seen, made of silver-iron with subtle yet bold gold letters, 'King Ragnok, Manager of Gringotts London'. I took a deep breath as the door opened at Fangclaw's touch, and he nodded deeply, "Here you go, Mr. Potter. Any refreshments you may wish to have?".
I blinked before speaking politely, "Pumpkin juice and some finger sandwiches, please. Thank you, Mister Fangclaw.". He smiled toothily, "Of course. Go on, you must not keep the King waiting.". He then left me, and I then entered into the very large office, gaping lightly as I looked around in interest.
On one wall on the left side of me is a wall of weapons; swords, knifes, and even a spear. Next to that is a huge window that shows the signs of a park, and now as I turned to face the goblin in his chair, there's a mural of a great Beast, and from the Fantastic Beasts book, I noted that it was a Griffin, remembering the abilities of the Beast, and I smiled slightly, realizing that it fits Gringotts well enough.
The goblin is a head taller than those goblins I had seen before, and to my surprise, he's wearing a sort of muggle suit, more fancier than Vernon's suits. He has stormy grey eyes with specks of pure gold, and I felt some semblance of power emanating from him.
His smooth yet powerful voice then spoke, "Sit, Mr. Potter. We have much to talk about.". I then sat down in the nearby chair, liking the comfortable position of it, and I bowed my head in respect, "I received your letter, your Majesty. I was honestly confused as I thought I'd have a counter teller help out with my vault if there was something wrong, but when I saw that it was from you, well, I don't know why you wanted me here, sire.".
King Ragnok chuckled lightly, "I understand your confusion, Mr. Potter. This meeting isn't just about your vaults, and I mean, many of them, due to your legacy, but first, I ask you to take a inheritance test as I need to check something out as it is necessary.".
I blinked in surprise, "An inheritance test? What can that do for me, your majesty? And please call me Harry.". King Ragnok smiled slyly, "To prove you are more than just a Potter. Have you wondered about your ancestors beyond your parents, Harry?".
I blinked at that question, and I exhaled, realizing that I hadn't thought of it since I had the brief meeting with the Mirror of Erised, and I nodded, "Since you mentioned it, I am rather curious to know my family. I barely know some things about my parents, yet it isn't enough for me somehow...".
King Ragnok nodded in agreement, "Many magical people are like you, Harry. Do you want to know your ancestors truly?". I nodded firmly, "Yes, your majesty. What shall I need to do with this inheritance test?".
King Ragnok smiled warmly, "Please give me your hand. I only need to cut a bit of your thumb as the inheritance test requires three drops of blood.". I blinked before I gulped lightly, and moved forward to reach out my right hand, and he grasped it firmly, picking up a Jagger, and cut a bit of my thumb, and moved it downwards to let gravity bring down the three drops of blood.
He immediately let go of my hand, and I pulled back, astonished to see the cut vanishing before my eyes, and I muttered with a grin, "I love magic.". I heard a laugh, "Indeed. Magic is quite a incredible gift.".
I then looked up to see the blank paper filling up quickly, and after a minute, with a nod from the king, I grabbed the test, bringing it up close to read.
Harrison James Potter
Father: James Charlus Potter
Mother: Lillian June Potter nee Evans
Grandparents (Father's Side) : Fleamont Antonius Potter and Euphemia Harriet Potter nee Black & (Mother's Side: Johnathan Robert Evans & Rose Louise Evans nee Westbrook
Godfather (Praesidio Parente Ritual) and Magical Guardian: Sirius Orion Black
Natural Abilities: Parselmouth, Animagus (100% Blocked), Eidetic Memory (80% Blocked), Occulmency (100% Blocked), and Soul Bond (100% Blocked)
Health:
Malnourished, stunted growth, poor eyesight, bones that never set properly, and given potions, and a Horcrux soul piece (Tom Marvolo Riddle) embedded inside.
Loyalty Potions; administered by Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley. Directed to Albus Dumbledore, Gryffindor, Ron Weasley.
Hate Potions; administered by Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley. Directed to Severus Snape, Draconius Malfoy, Dursleys.
Submissive Potions; administered by Albus Dumbledore. Directed to Dursleys.
Disinterest Potions; administered by Albus Dumbledore. Directed to Ancient Runes, Arithimacy, and Potions.
Illegal Love Contract; administered by Albus Dumbledore. Directed to Virginia Weasley.
Titles:
Lord Potter
Lord Peverell
Heir Black
Lord Gryffindor
Lord Slytherin
Lord Gaunt
Vaults:
Main Potter Vault
Heir Potter Trust Vault
Main Peverell Vault
Heir Peverell Vault
Heir Black Trust Vault
Minor Evans Vault
Gryffindor Vault
Slytherin Vault
Main Gaunt Vault
Heir Gaunt Vault
Hogwarts Fund Vault
Properties:
Potter Manor (Destroyed) Grounds (Untouched)- Somewhere in England
Potter Cottage (Partially Destroyed) (Made into Memorial by Ministry) -In Godric's Hollow
Peverell Castle (Peverell Family House) -Somewhere in Scotland
Peverell Cove (Vacation House) - Somewhere in Ireland
Marauders' Den (Sirius Black's Apartment) -In Diagon Alley
Grimmauld Place (Black Family House) - Somewhere in England
Black Manor (Vacation House) -Somewhere in France
Black Island (Other Vacation House) -Somewhere in the Caribbean Sea
Gryffindor Island (Bonded to Hogwarts) -Somewhere between Isle of Man and Scotland
Slytherin Chamber of Secrets (Bonded to Hogwarts) -Somewhere in Scotland
Gaunt House (Gaunt Family House) -Somewhere in England
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Somewhere in Scotland
A unknown number of House Elves- Hogwarts, Black, Potter, and one Ex-Malfoy
Business Investments:
69% Slug and Jigger's Apothecary
63% St. Mungo's
55% Daily Prophet
50% Ollivander's
48% Quality Quidditich Supplies
42% Borgin and Burkes
34% Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour
30% Malkin's For All Occasions
26% Flourish and Blotts
23% The Leaky Cauldron
19& Eyelop's Magical Menagrie
13% Honeyduke's
7% Zonko's Joke Shop
1% The Three Broomsticks
I breathed out loud in one word, "Shit.". And I shakily handed the parchment to His Majesty, my mind reeling in a million directions, questions popping up here and there. This is the most craziest day of my life...How much more crazy will today be?