Disclaimer: This is a Fan fiction written soulfully for entertainment I in no way lay claim to any of the Harry Potter Characters or universe.

Harry stared at Griphook waiting for him to say something but he simply stood their silent and stocky.

"I think I have no other choice but to become lord of the estate what do I have to do?" Harry asked starring into the face of the creepy goblin."

"you must simply sign the blood contract with the current holder of the legal documents. Unfortunately the contract holder passed to a certain person that requires you to make a second contract with the goblins to keep the identity of this person secret." Griphook's voice crackled in the way only a goblin's did but it seemed to quiver unlike he had ever heard before.

"What kind of contract must I make?" Harry asked.

"A magical contract that will kill you if you brake the vow." Griphook opened a draw in his desk and pulled out a basin that was lined with silver.

"What's the bowl for?" Harry asked a bit unsure now. Griphook pulled out a silver dagger that had a hook at the end.

"We shall mingle are blood than cast the charm upon it to make sure the vow we take shall never be spoken to those who are not part of it." Griphook reached his hand out open palmed, palm face up.

"Give me your arm we must cut each other to prove to the basin we do this of are free will and freely give are blood to the other."

Harry reached out his arm and felt Griphook grab him. His grasp was cold and Harry could feel the goblins claws dig into his flesh. quicker than Harry could follow Griphook took the tip of the blade and placed its rounded end around his wrist Harry noticed the curved section of the blade fit perfectly around his wrist. Griphook flung the blade around Harry's wrist. A half inch deep cut was slashed all around Harry's wrist he felt blood flood from his hand but before he could feel more than a tickle of pain Griphook waved his hand over the wound and it sealed itself.

"That was fast" Ginny said. Impressed by the speed of the healing magic of the goblins hand magic.

"now my blood" Griphook raised his arm and Harry took it than picked up the knife as he looked down at the basin preparing to spill the goblins blood saw that his in the bowl was the same color of Basilisk venom. Harry twisted the blade and soon the goblin's green blood was spilling into the bowl.

The blood it's self-seemed to swirl together neither mixing simply becoming an amorphous shape that seemed to spin around on its own accord.

"Now we drink" Griphook took two goblets from the desk drawer and dipped them into the bowl once both were filled he placed them on the table, "now take the goblet in front of me. As I take the one in front of you." Griphook reached out and took the cup, than Harry took the one across from Griphook.

"do you promise to not speak the identity of our contract carrier" Harry nodded.

"yes I promise" Harry took a sip of the blood mixture he felt the warm disgusting liquid poor into his mouth, he felt his blood rejoin his. As Griphook swallowed he sputtered and sat down but soon he was coughing up blood.

"Harry your blood it's poisonous." Mary said as if Harry should of realized. Harry ran to his side and placed his right hand on Griphook's chest. His hand glowed bright Harry could feel his toxic blood burning Griphook's insides. Soon though a white light was passing through his body when the toxin was removed.

"what... what did you do." Griphook asked his eyes wide in amazement.

"forgot to mention my blood is basilisk venom, had to clean your body of the poison and didn't know the right spell to do it so I used my friends power to cure you." Harry answered allowing Griphook to look passed him at Harry's small harem.

"so they are guardians than, and you are more than my blood oath brother you are a brother from your bond." Griphook said, though Harry was more confused than before.

"what are you talking about, how am I your brother through my guardian bond?" Harry asked trying to get some answers though he saw the goblins emotional color flare at the question.

"when the goblin's weren't the goblin's we made a bond pact for our entire race with a red demon." Griphook stated between clenched teeth.

"why would your race make a pact with a demon?" Harry asked hoping to not anger the goblin.

"why else, to gain power, with the joining our magic became stronger and we no longer had to use implements like wands we lost how to make magical implements but gained the ability to use hand magic. Any race that makes a pact or person gains the ability to use hand magic as you have seen it is very powerful. But unfortunately it has a cost when you make a pact like the one we did we gave up our previous racial bodies and took these forms for this we gained two things our hand magic and the other I will show you when our contract holder comes in, but first I ask a question have you ever seen a female goblin?" Harry was dumbfounded it answered a ton of questions he had had like what hand magic was though he still yearned to find out exactly the differences in different magics he wished for knowledge he had never had wanted before.

"no, I haven't seen any female goblins." Harry said still confused by the question.

"and why do you think that is lord Potter?" Harry shrugged. "because that is the other thing we received," Griphook waved his hand and one of the book shelves opened and standing behind the book shelf was a seven foot tall beauty the likes of which Harry could not believe. The only real word to explain her beauty was an ethereal beauty but even that didn't seem to catch the true beauty. She had pointed ears like a goblins but less prominent, her skin was a golden color that seemed to not have a single mark on her skin. Her fingers and toes were elongated and she had eyes that were shaped like ovals her eyes were violet and piecing she had sharpened incisors and canines.

"who... what is she?" Harry asked though he thought he now understood why the goblin race gave up what they did if their reward were these.

"that is my daughter and the contract holder. Woman in are culture are so valuable so special that we have never allowed the wizarding race survive seeing one. The reason we goblin's are the way we are is simple. The pact we made gave us these beauty's but to cope with their beauty we also had to cope with them being masochist. As such we as males became sadist now after twenty hundred generations of warring we have become even greater and more dangerous sadist who violently protect our secret lives with are women."

"why did you go to war was not having these gifts enough to keep your men from going to war?" Harry asked amazed that anyone would even go to war with women like these.

"because the real reason the war started was that one of our girls were found in the woods by a wizard male. He thought the girl was a wood child a mythical creature that was meant to pleasure the lucky male who captures her. As our girls our born masochists she didn't understand her feelings or why she felt the way she did. He rapped her over and over until her body gave out he then left her in a pool of her own vaginal blood and his bodily wastes. When we recovered her she had been driven mad by the pleasure and pain she was only thirteen but due to our mistakes she had the body of our females they reach the body of a twenty-one year old in six years and maintain those bodies for their entire lives." Harry looked over at Griphook's daughter she was wearing a tight fitting black dress low cut. Harry could see that her breast must be large though was unable to determine the size they looked larger than Ginny's and even Maloney's. He knew Mary's were decent and starring at Griphook's daughter made him start to compare them and even think about what it would be like to be with them and even the daughter.

"so what did the goblins do to get their revenge?" Harry asked still distracted by the daughters illustrious form.

"we killed the wizard lynched him after torturing him for weeks." Griphook looked over joyed and Harry finally understood what they said about masochist and sadist the war must of unleashed their darker inhibitions.

"on a cheerier note how does Harry sign the contract." Mary spoke up making Harry look over at her she had a sweet smile on her face that made Harry imagine her smiling naked.

"he must place a blood kiss upon the contract." Griphook said matter of factually.

"hmmm, I don't know if that will work Griphook?" Maloney spoke for the first time.

"yes after all his blood did just almost kill you." Mary added though Harry was lost in the conversation as he stared at his beautiful girls.

"I wouldn't worry about it, are girls are immune to poison, magic, curses, and anything short of being bled dry." Griphook said nonchalant.

"Harry would you pay attention please." Ginny said noticing his vague expression.

"huh... what?" asked Harry confused.

"Oh... Come here" Maloney said standing up. She approached Harry grabbed his face and started French kissing him. Once Harry got into it he started kissing back as their tongs wrestled Maloney bit the tip of Harry's tong hard forcing his tong to bleed profusely.

"ah... Damn Maloney that hurt." Harry said blood dripping from his lips. Griphook's daughter approached Harry with the same look Harry recognized in all other goblins a toothy smile with that look of malice and sedition.

Meanwhile:

Ronald Weasley was spending a miserable time with his great aunt.

"Won't even let me out of this stupid room..." Ron mumbled to himself.

"All I did was borrow her pensive."

"it's all that stupid Potter's fault, if not for him I wouldn't of ever been curious about it."

Ronald ran the last few weeks through his mind again. His sister changing, his best friend changing and stealing his sister, moving to aunt Muriel's, buying the adult memories for the pensive, getting caught with them. The adult memories played in his head again he kept imagining the people were his sister and best friend. He felt another serge of anger at Harry the boy who ruined his life. Why did Harry have to take his sister. Why did these stupid thoughts have to keep playing in his head.

Ronald got off the bed and began pacing again.

"run away..." Ronald shook his head it was the same whisper that had told him where to get the memories.

"no I cant abandon the last of my family." Ronald said to the voice he had given up looking for it it seemed to originate in his head.

"they don't care about you..."

"none of them have even bothered to look for you."

"but where will I go?" Ronald looked around he had a nap sack with his belongings inside.

"to Diagon alley, to the dark side, the only place left to go. To nocturne alley"

"but how will I survive?" Ron asked not wanting to do this thing but wanting a way out of his life.

"I will teach you let me be your guide to a new life." the voice was ever convincing. It had a way of worming its way into your subconscious so you thought it was your thoughts not the voices.

"yes I think I have to leave." Ronald picked up his knapsack as the voice whispered advice. Constantly talking. Ronald looked behind him for Scabbers who was following him without provocation.

Back with Harry:

Harry was walking with Griphook's daughter being led through the back hallways of Gringotts. Harry understood why he was walking these back halls so that no one would have a chance of seeing the female goblin but every goblin they passed glared at Harry and Ginny like they were accosting their entire race.

"there making me nervous..." Ginny whispered into Harry's ear clenching onto his arm as another goblin stared at his entourage.

"don't worry about them, they wont hurt you as long as your with a guide." Griphook's daughter said.

"what's your name?" Harry asked wondering why she hadn't been introduced by her father or introduced herself.

"Gripsoft is my formal name though in Gobbledygook it sounds quite different.

Harry stared as Gripsoft lead them to a black door that seemed to be standing in the middle of a room.

"this is the Potter estate entrance none have used it in goblin recorded history." Gripsoft stood to the side of the door Harry stared at the immaculate construction of the door.

"whats this made from" Harry asked engrossed in the wood or metal that the door was made from.

"it was crafted by the dwarfs which is what we goblins long ago were, it was crafted from one of the richest veins of living metal called tree iron when processed it resembles wood, though is stronger than any other materiel except obsidian and Mythril.

"wait... you were dwarfs?" Harry asked confused.

"where did you think are lust for treasure came from it is an inherent racial trait that even to this day we are unable to rid our selves of." Gripsoft said smiling.

"this is wear we must part ways Lord Potter I hope to see you again.

Harry turned the door and as it opened felt a surge of power rush through his veins as he stepped through with Ginny leading him into his new life.