Bone of the Father, You Will Renew Your Son
X Marks the Spot
Notes: Hello again! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter because here's the second! Fair warning: my writing style might deteriorate because I wasn't as good as a writer a year ago, and I didn't use any app or program to put my stories, which means this story is Copy & Pasted directly from AO3, but edited for an easier reading experience.
Harry (was that even his name anymore?) yanked his arm out of the Professor's grasp.
"Wait!" He gasped.
"What?" Snape looked murderous.
"I don't want to talk to the Headmaster... what if he tries something?" Harry asked meekly.
Snape thought for a moment. "Ah. What do you suppose we should do, Mr. Potter?"
It still hurt knowing that he wasn't a Potter. He wasn't the son of a Marauder. He was the son of someone much worse. He opened his mouth to speak, but Snape beat him to it.
"It was a rhetorical question. I suggest we go to Gringotts."
"For what?" Harry asked stupidly.
"Your inheritance, idiot. I suspect there is a massive amount of magical blocks in your system and I know that Gringotts will help you get them removed." Snape explained, his anger fading.
The Professor turned to his fireplace that sat between two shelves full of vials. "Have you Floo'd before?"
"I got stuck in Knockturn Alley. I didn't say the destination correctly." Harry said.
Snape let out a long-suffering sigh. "Don't get stuck this time." He grabbed a pinch of Floo power from a pot sitting on the mantelpiece and threw into the fire, bellowing, "Gringotts!" before disappearing in a rush of green flames.
Harry took a pinch of the powder and cried, "Gringotts!" and he also was rushed through the system of fireplaces.
Harry was spat out rather unceremoniously and nearly fell flat on his face, but didn't since Snape had caught him by the shoulder and righted him up again.
They were in the large atrium of the bank and everyone, meaning all the goblins, were staring at him. At Harry.
A goblin suddenly appeared from behind one of the tall desk from somewhere ahead, and approached the duo. "Heir Slytherin, I am Ragnarok. I suspect you are here for your inheritance.
Harry blinked. "Uh. Um... yeah. That."
"Follow me."
He and Snape followed the goblin to a large pair of white, marble doors and they stepped through upon the goblin's request. They entered and found themselves in a large room that held several doors and a large desk off to the side.
"A blood test would be appropriate right now, so sit."
Harry sat at the human-sized chair sitting at the foot of the large, dark oak wooden desk and Snape stood behind him, silent. Ragnarok took his seat at the goblin-sized chair behind the desk and from under it pulled out a piece of parchment and a thin needle.
"Prick your finger and let three drops fall." The goblin instructed.
Harry did just that and watched as his blood formed into words, but before he could catch any words, Ragnarok snatched the parchment and scanned it. His eyes widened dramatically.
"What does it say?" Harry asked, dreading the answer.
"Are you sure want to know?"
"I want to know. It can't be that bad." Harry said and Snape made a noise of protest.
The goblin handed Harry the parchment and Harry began to read, his heart plummeting at every new word.
Name: Harrison Morfin Riddle
Age: 15 (D.O.B: 31/07/80)
Biological Father: Tom Marvolo Riddle
Biological Mother: Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black
Adopted Father: James Fleamont Potter
Adopted Mother: Lily Marie Potter nee Evans
Adopted Godfathers: Sirius Black & Remus Lupin
Legitimate Godfathers: Rodolphus Lestrange & Rabastan Lestrange & Severus Snape
Blood Status: Pureblood
Magical Guardian: Albus Dumbledore (Illegal)
Blocks:
(Dark) Magical Core: 25% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (75% Removed/Broken)
Mind: 15% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (85% Removed/Broken)
Parselmagic: 50% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (50% Removed/Broken)
Animagus (Multiple): 70% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (30% Removed/Broken)
Eidetic Memory: 85% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (15% Removed/Broken)
Wandless/Wordless Magic: 85% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (15% Removed/Broken)
Occlumency: 90% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (10% Removed/Broken)
Legilimency: 90% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (10% Removed/Broken)
Horcrux: 90% Blocked by Albus Dumbledore (10% Removed/Broken)
Potions/Compulsions:
Love Potion keyed to: Ginny Weasley, Cho Chang (Removed/Broken)
Trust Potion keyed to: Ginny Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ron Weasley, Fred & George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Cho Chang, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Ruebeus Hagrid, etc.
Disloyalty/Untrustworthiness Potion keyed to: Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Pansy Parkinson, Vincent Crabbe & Goyle, Tom Marvolo Riddle, Bellatrix Lestrange née Black, Narcissa Malory née Black, Lucius Malfoy, Petunia Dursley, Vernon Dursley, Dudley Dursley, etc.
Compulsions:
Submissive Compulsion keyed to: Albus Dumbledore, Ruebeus Hagrid, Minerva McGonagall, Pomona Sprout, Rolanda Hooch, Remus Lupin, Filius Flitwick, Ruebeus Hagrid, Cho Chang, Ginny Weasley, etc.
Trustworthiness Compulsion keyed to: Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Pomona Sprout, Rolanda Hooch, Filius Flitwick, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Bill Weasley, Percy Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Remus Lupin, Ruebeus Hagrid, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Sirius Black, etc.
Heirships & Lordships:
Heir to:
- Peverell
- Slytherin
- Potter (by Magical/Adopted Conquest)
(No Lordships until of age)
Titles:
Master of Death
Ownerships:
- Slytherin's Locket
- Invisibility Cloak
- Elder Wand
- Resurrection Stone
- Salazar Slytherin's Journals (English)
- Salazar Slytherin's Journals (Parseltongue)
- Magick Moste Great: Parselmagic by Salazar Slytherin
Vaults:
Peverell: 800K Galleons, 10K Sickles, 5K Knuts
Slytherin: 200K Galleons, 9K Sickles, 2K Knuts
Potter: 500K Galleons, 15K Sickles, 10K Knuts
(100 Galleons keyed to the Weasley family every once a month from Potter Vault)
(100 Galleons keyed to the Granger family every once a month from Potter Vault)
(100 Galleons keyed to Albus Dumbledore every once a year from Peverell, Slytherin, and Potter Vault)
Harry (Harrison?) sat back, numb. He was speechless. Snape, who had read over his shoulder, was also in the same predicament. He set the parchment down and placed his head into his hands.
"What would be the best course of action, Ragnarok?" Harry asked, his voice muffled.
"I think a ban from your vaults that are keyed to the Grangers, Weasleys and Dumbledore." Snape suggested.
"Okay." Harry sighed. "How do I do it?"
"Simply place you hand to the parchment and recite after me: I, Harrison Morfin Riddle, do hereby remove the Grangers, Weasleys and Albus Dumbledore from my Potter vault. So mote it be."
Harry placed his hand onto the parchment and repeated what the goblin had said. A trickle of magic crawled up his arm.
"It is done," Ragnarok concluded. "Now, would you like your blocks, compulsions and potions removed?"
Harry nodded. "Yes, please."
"Follow me then."
Harry stood from his seat and numbly made his way to a large, open-spaced room that had golden runes craved into the marble walls and a single raised platform in the middle of it.
"You are to lay there while a Healer removes the blocks. It will be painful." Ragnarok explained.
Harry nodded. "Do I need to remove my clothes?"
"Yes."
As Harry stripped, face red, Ragnarok turned to Snape, and told him that he needed to stay outside since powerful magic would be at play here and the backlash would not be good if he attended. Snape understood quite well.
Harry cleared his throat, hands covering his modesty and clothes in a heap on the floor, and asked, "Do I lay there?" motioning his head to the raised platform in the middle of the room.
Harry walked over and lay on the platform, hands still covering his modesty. He resisted the urge to bend his knees and try to cover himself, but knew that'd be useless. The platform felt cold and hard under his skin.
Ragnarok snapped his fingers and a human Healer suddenly burst in. "Yes, what is needed?"
"Healer Auburn, I require to have Heir Slytherin's blocks removed."
The Healer turned to Harry (Harrison?) and Harry blushed.
"Ah. Who's at fault?" The Healer asked, somewhat humorously.
Ragnarok and Harry both spoke in unison. "Dumbledore."
Healer Auburn approached Harry and glanced at his hands. "You'll have to remove your hands, Heir Slytherin," he explained. "It'll be uncomfortable, but we need to restrain you so you don't hurt us or yourself."
Reining in his pride, Harry silently removed his hands and placed them to his sides.
The Healer pulled out his wand and flicked it, and Harry felt something invisibly magical tighten around his wrists and ankles. The Healer turned to the goblin. "We need more Healers, Ragnarok."
Ragnarok snapped his fingers again and two more Healers stepped in.
Then the goblin turned to Snape, who was watching everything with bemusement and said, "You must leave now. It will be about an hour or more to remove the blocks."
Snape nodded, locked eyes with Harry one last time and left.
Ragnarok approached Harry. "Heir Slytherin, we are starting. Are you ready?"
Harry gulped. "Yes."
The Healers started chanting and the process began.