Primrose's head was filled with complex rules and formalities of what she and Harry needed to do to accept their heirships. They quickly and efficiently split the heirships between themselves and easily decided on the which ones they would each accept. Unfortunately, it must be stated out loud for the magic to accept it for each and every one of the titles.

"Until you are both age of majority, you cannot claim your lordships, but you will be officially named the heir," Arraff clarifies. "Now, let's start with the Most Noble and Ancient House of Potter. Primrose Lillyan Elektra Potter as the eldest, do you take the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Potter?"

"I do not accept the title of Scion Potter, so mote it be," Primrose states without hesitation.

A silvery green surrounds Primrose for a moment before disappearing.

Arraff nods and turns to Harry. "Harrison James Charlus Potter, do you accept the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Potter?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Potter, so mote it be," The black haired boy says with a nod.

An emerald green surrounds Harry for a moment before disappearing.

"Primrose Lillyan Elektra Potter, do you accept the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell?"

"I accept the title of Scion Peverell and share the title with Harry–with Scion Potter, so mote it be," Primrose corrects herself at Arraff's small glare.

"Scion Potter, do you accept sharing the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell?" The goblin asks.

Harry nods. "I accept sharing the title of Scion Peverell, so mote it be."

"Lady Scion Peverell, do you accept the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Prewett?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Prewett, so mote it be."

"Scion Peverell-Prewett, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Black, so mote it be."

"Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble and Ancient House of Gorgon?"

"I do not accept the title of Scion Gorgon, so mote it be."

"Scion Potter-Peverell, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble and Ancient House of Gorgon?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Gorgon, so mote it be."

"Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Gaunt by blood and by conquest?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Gaunt by blood and by conquest, so mote it be."

"Do you, Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black-Gaunt also accept the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Slytherin by blood and by conquest?"

"Yes, I also accept the title of Scion Slytherin by blood and by conquest, so mote it be."

A bright silver envelopes Primrose, brighter than the silvery green from the previous acceptances of her titles.

"Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black-Gaunt-Slytherin, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Cassowary?"

"I do not accept the title of Scion Cassowary, so mote it be."

"Scion Potter-Peverell-Gorgon, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Cassowary?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Cassowary, so mote it be."

"Scion Potter-Peverell-Gorgon-Cassowary, do you also accept the title of Scion of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor?"

"Yes, I also accept the title of Scion Gryffindor, so mote it be."

A bright gold and green light envelopes Harry at the statement.

"Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black-Gaunt-Slytherin, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble House of Buchannan?"

"I do not accept the title of Scion Buchannan, so mote it be."

"Scion Potter-Peverell-Gorgon-Cassowary, do you accept the title of Scion of the Noble House of Buchannan?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Buchannan, so mote it be."

"Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black-Gaunt-Slytherin, do you accept the title of the Noble and Ancient House of Vabsley?"

"Yes, I accept the title of Scion Vabsley, so mote it be." Primrose finishes the last of their heirships.

Arraff snarls wide and waves his hand. "Now with that finally over with, let's discuss the matters that come with this."

"Being the Heirs of Slytherin and Gryffindor, you now collectively own 50% of Hogwarts and stated by the Olde Laws, you can now accept your titles of Headmaster and Headmistress of Hogwarts," He says, making Primrose and Harry blink in surprise.

"Let's not accept them. Not now."

"When will we? It would bring Professor Dumbledore down a peg."

"Let's ask Mr. Malfoy–Lord Malfoy. Or at least Draco when we write to him."

"We don't want to accept those titles right now... Can we do that?" Harry asks hesitantly.

Arraff hums and nods his head. "If you wish."

The door opens again and Ulknas comes back in with 12 intricately designed boxes and a stack of papers. He gently places them along the desk before bowing to the twins and leaving. Primrose inspects the boxes from afar. Each one held a different crest on the tops of the boxes and the engravings were in different colors.

Arraff opens up all of the boxes to reveal incredibly intricate rings. "Here are the heir rings. Please start at the pinkie on your non-dominant hand and go from there. Do not place them on your left ring finger."

The goblin hands the each box over when to the twins until all of the rings were on the twins' fingers. They each wore six, starting from the leff pinkie for Harry and on the right pinkie for Primrose. The last ring they wore was on their opposite pinkie.

"Here is the information of all of your vaults, properties, and the vaults you have access right now," Arraff says as he hands over the large stack of papers. "With your vaults, I have been maintaining profit. Scion Potter-Peverell-Gorgon- Cassowary-Gryffindor-Buchannan, would you like me to continue?"

Harry stares at the large stack of papers in his hands, clearly overwhelmed. "Uh–maintain and make profit? S-same with all my other vaults..."

"C-can we take these papers with us?" Primrose asks quietly, also clearly overwhelmed.

"Of course. Scion Peverell-Prewett-Black-Gaunt- Slytherin-Vabsley, would you also like me to maintain and make profit with your vaults as well?"

"Um–y-yeah. And–and you can call us Harry–Harrison and Primrose," The red haired girl says hesitantly. Arraff stares at them in surprise before slowly nodding his head.

"Of course, Scion Primrose, Scion Harrison. Is there anything else you need?" The goblin asks, making the twins glance at each other.

"C-can we move to another house, by ourselves? W-we don't want to live with Aunt and Uncle Dursley anymore..." Primrose asks glancing at her stack of papers.

"Which property would you like to move to? You both have multiple, each."

Primrose and Harry glance at each other before shifting through their stacks of papers to find the properties list.

~~~~~Gringotts Bank Properties List~~~~~

Potter Properties:

Potter Estate: (Unplottable)

Potter Manor: (Unplottable)

Potter Chateau: (Unplottable)

Potter Cottage: Godric's Hollow (Destroyed)

Potter Apartments: London, England

Peverell Properties:

Peverell Manor: (Unplottable, Destroyed)

Death's Grove: Wales

Gorgon Properties:

Gorgon Villa: Milan, Italy

Snake Acreage: (Unplottable) Italy

Medusa's Bog: (Unplottable)

Statue's Mark: Rome, Italy

Buchannan Properties:

Buchannan Chateau: (Unplottable) France

Buchannan Mansion: (Unplottable) France

Cassowary Properties:

Cassowary Cottage: Wexford, Ireland

Cassowary Villa: Kilkenny, Ireland

Lion's Den: (Unplottable) Ireland

Gryffindor Properties:

Gryffindor Estate: (Unplottable)

Gryffindor Manor: (Unplottable)

Lion's Valley: (Unplottable)

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: (25% Owned) Highlands, Scotland, Great Britain

~~~~~Gringotts Bank Properties List~~~~~

"Can we stay at the Potter Manor or the Potter Estate?" Primrose asks, pointing at the two properties.

Arraff snarls and nods his head. "The Manor is on the Estate. That shall be fine. Would you like anyone to be informed?"

Harry and Primrose glance at each other with grim expressions. They shake their heads while Harry stacks up his papers again.

"Can you send a letter to the 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging after we leave Gringotts today? And only to Petunia Dursley. And to the Malfoys. No one else can know, for now..." Primrose trails off awkwardly. The goblin nods his head and writes down the information.

"Is that all you need, Scion Harrison, Scion Primrose?" He asks before snarling when the twins shake their heads. "Good. I hope the next time you visit, we'll discuss more about your vaults, but thank you for using Gringotts's services."

The twins stand and give the goblin bright smiles. Primrose gives Arraff a curtsey before leaving first, Harry follows after her. "Good day, Mister Arraff."

"I'll show you back to the main hall."

"Ah, do you know how we get to the Potter Estate?" The red haired girl asks when the thought hits her. Arraff snarls as he leads them towards the main hall.

"Scion Harrison's heir ring is also a portkey. If I recall, all of your heir rings are linked to their family properties and a few public places like Gringotts and Diagon Alley. Scion Harrison only needs to speak the name of the place linked to the ring to be transported there. Since you do not wear the ring, you only need to hold onto Scion Harrison and you will be transported with him," He explains patiently, making Primrose sigh in relief. Good. It wouldn't be very helpful if she wasn't able to go to their new home.

"Thank you again, Mister Arraff," Primrose says one last time before she and Harry walk out of Gringotts. They both let out a giant breath, finally relaxing. That took longer than expected.

"You want to go exploring before we check out our new home?" Harry suggests, making Primrose grin brightly.

Her hazel eyes sparkle in excitement. "Of course! And maybe we can shop a bit more. Did you see Mr. Barrows's other clothing? We could get our own wardrobe. Each!"

"Alright, let's go," Harry says with a smile, leading the way to Twilfitt and Tatting's. They were both fortunate that no one was inside.

"Ah, Mr. and Ms. Potter! How are you both doing this fine day today?" Edan exclaims brightly, making Primrose jump at the sudden noise. She nervously smiles up at him while Harry grins brightly.

"We're doing fantastic, Mr. Barrows. Er–we just came from Gringotts to sort out heirship business, but we wanted to shop a bit more," Harry answers cheerfully.

"Oh? Gringotts, you say? Alright then. What would you to like to buy? I assume you're here for shopping."

Primrose giggles and nods her head. "Y-yes. We'd like–We would like a full wardrobe each, if that isn't much trouble..."

"It would be an honor, Scion Potters." Edan gives a small bow of respect. Primrose's ears turn bright red in embarrassment and turns to give Harry a small, bewildered look. He just shrugs, a bit uncomfortable too.

This will take a bit to get used to.

Hey! Hope you like the new chapter! Bye.

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