Our father could totally be Poseidon, Harry snickered as he read the book about Greek Gods.
We literally only have water control and ADHD. I doubt we could talk to horses, Percy rolled his eye.
We've never even seen a real horse, Harry flipped the page. You don't know that.
We should use Cornstarch for this, Percy pointed at the third ingredient of their liquid Imperius recipe.
Yes, that's a good stabilizer, Harry pondered it before letting Percy write it down.
Great, now let's brew! Percy leapt over the counter on his way to the storage room.
To make some cash in preparation for their expected disownment (they were heir to the Potter House not Charlus and their parents were probably going to do something about that), Percy and Harry had been taking potions orders from clients. They were still flowing it but now, they rejected 90% of orders just because there were way too many.
They usually accepted the most complicated brews because other potions masters and mistresses can easily make the others.
Now they had made a name for themselves as an amazing potions master who has really high expectations and how only the "best of the best" are able to get an order.
It was quite amusing.
How much time do we have left until Lily comes back? Percy asked.
2 more hours, Harry replied, stirring the potion.
The reason the two of them weren't able to be anywhere near the potions lab before was because Lily Potter brewed for an apothecary and was in the lab 24/7. But ever since Charlus's first lesson with Professor Snape when Lily declared she didn't like potions, Lily started to work towards being a Charms Mistress. She secretly brewed on the side though, without James and Charlus knowing. Guess she still likes potions.
"Hedwig!" Percy shouted and the white bird appeared before them. Harry and Percy had bought an owl to carry orders to clients and Hedwig was always very careful when handling the potions.
"Can you send this to Barty Crouch Senior please, girl?", Percy held the wrapped package up. Barty Crouch Senior alarmingly wanted 12 batches of liquid Imperius. But Percy and Harry didn't know and didn't care what he was using it for. If Crouch didn't get his liquid Imperius from them, then he would get it from someone else who might botch it up and kill someone. And don't tell them they were supposed to tell the Aurors. Crouch was an influential person and he would probably get away Scott-free anyways.
Mr. Crouch,
My liquid Imperius has been improved and can be applied on skin for the same effect as the spell.
Twin Soul
Today was the day where Charlus Potter will claim his heirship ring.
Fuck.
What do you think his face is going to look like when he discovers we're first in line, Percy watched as Lily and James cooed and busied over their twin.
Probably constipated, Harry replied.
Well, the free money was great while it lasted, Percy commented, smirking. Now we have to use our savings.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE IS ONLY SECOND IN LINE", Lily Potter screamed at the goblin.
"Lady Potter, if you do not cease your impudent noise, I will call the guards", the goblin glared at the Lily until she stood down.
"To make Scion Potter the next in line, you will have to disown your heir, Harry Potter", the goblin looked over his papers.
"That DAMN spawn", James spat, anger marring his features. "I'll have to bring the boy here".
Scowling, James disapparated.
All the goblins in the vicinity shook their heads. Wizards they will never understand.
Practically tearing the wrist of one Harry Potter, James dragged the poor boy over to the goblin teller.
"Here is the bastard", James pushed Harry and Percy over to the goblin. "How do we disown him".
"You must cut the fourth finger of his right hand and say these words", the goblin threw him a sheet of paper, scowling. Wizard low-life.
Harry and Percy weren't at all surprised when James barged into the kitchen to take them to Gringotts.
So, they were not at all surprised when James made a cut so deep in their finger that it was practically cut off. They could always heal it later and it didn't hurt (thank you pain potions).
At least the press wasn't here. Gringotts didn't let them through the door.
"I, James Harrison Potter, Lord of the Noble and Ancient House of Potter renounce Harrison James Potter as my heir and blood, he and his heirs will never be known as a member of my house, so mote be it", James angrily spat.
Harry and Percy watched as their former family left the bank, retreating backs reminding them of the freedom they had just acquired. Sighing in relief as they healed their finger, the numbness from the pain potion wearing off (they tweaked the recipe to only last until the user has their injury healed). They turned towards the goblin teller.
"Master Teller Goblin", Percy said as the goblin's head snapped up at the fluent Gobbledook. "Apologies for startling you Master Teller. I would much appreciate a blood test, if you please". Percy and Harry knew they would be the heirs of the founders. They studied the Potter tree and knew for a fact that the Houses were unclaimed thanks to James's ignorance of his family tree.
The goblin blinked at them.
"Master Teller?" Percy questioned.
"Apologies, young sir", the goblin replied. "Come right this way. Our blood tests are conducted in another room".
Walking down a hallway, Percy and Harry followed Master Teller to a door with the label, Blood Tests.
"Master Test Conductor", Percy bowed at the goblin the teller brought them to.
The goblin stared at them in shock.
Percy cleared his throat.
Quickly composing himself, the goblin searched for a knife, "Apologies young sir, please cut the fourth finger of your right hand". He held out a knife.
"Master Ranook, the young sir was recently disowned for standing in the way of an heirship", Master Ranook scowled at that. "The Potter Head had practically cut his finger off". Ranook's scowl deepened.
"No worries, Master Teller", Percy held his fixed finger up. "I was able to heal it".
The goblin looked flabbergasted.
"Young sir, if your finger is fixed, then drop 7 drops of blood in the basin", Master Ranook held out the knife once more.
"Thank you, Master Ranook", Percy took the knife.
Harrison James NoName
Lord Gryffindor [Not claimed]
Lord Hufflepuff [Not claimed]
Lord Ravenclaw [Not claimed]
Heir Slytherin (by magical conquest) [Not claimed]
Lord Jackson [Not claimed]
Scion Grace [Not claimed]
Scion Di Angelo [Not claimed]
Lord Gryffindor
Vault #515: 9,245,456 galleons 36 sickles 5 knuts
Properties: Hogwarts 25%
Lord Hufflepuff
Vault #515: 9,245,456 galleons 36 sickles 5 knuts
Properties: Hogwarts 25%
Lord Ravenclaw
Vault #516: 9,245,456 galleons 36 sickles 5 knuts
Properties: Hogwarts 25%
Heir Slytherin
Vault #517: 9,245,456 galleons 36 sickles 5 knuts [Access denied]
Properties: Hogwarts 25%
Slytherin Manor 100% [Access denied]
Scion Di Angelo
Vault #620: 13,348,284 galleons 103 sickles 442 knuts
Properties: N/A
Lord Jackson:
Vault #621: 14,235,345 galleons 2 sickles 120 knuts
Properties: N/A
Scion Grace:
Vault #622: 15,246,321 galleons 4 sickles 500 knuts
Properties: Quality Quidditch Supplies 30%
Alliances: House Jackson, House Di Angelo
Percy and Harry were surprised at the addition of three more houses after the expected four appeared, "Master Ranook, what are Houses Jackson, Grace, and Di Angelo?"
Ranook looked over some papers, "House Jackson was originally derived from Poseidon Jackson, House Grace is from Zeus Grace, and House Di Angelo is from Hades Di Angelo. And...".
Greek Gods... Harry muttered. Percy this is going to sound bat-shit crazy but what if the Greek Gods were real...?
A green trident glowed around their head.
They were the only ones who saw it.
A/N The reason why Percy's name didn't appear when they did the blood test will be explained next chapter.
Tonester (Reviewer): Harry is a Squib but adopted Percy's magical reserves so he is basically a normal wizard (with crazy magical powers and whatever). Since he is magical wizard, he has the means to be heir. They have demigod powers, yes, but they also have normal wizarding powers (which will be explained later).
RNL