First Impressions
Summary: Really, Dumbledore, really? Is there anything the man isn't involved in?
A/N: I'm sorry about the last chapter, it was short and if I didn't put it up then I doubt that i would've updated.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters.
N.B: I HAVE DECIDED NOT TO DO THE THREESOME, WILLIAM IS REALLY NOT IMPORTANT IN THIS STORY BUT I MAY WRITE AN OMC STORY AFTER I FINISH ALL MY STORIES.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow at the hag who was beckoning him towards her; He shrugged then slowly began approaching her. He wasn't afraid of some hag in the Alley of which he now actually owned... That reminds him that he had to read the manual before he even forgot.
"Master," She wheezed softly.
Sebastian nodded at her impatiently.
"I have elsewhere to be so if you could explain to me why you are in need of my attention."
The hag coughed then put her hand inside her tattered robes and pulled out a small, old looking box and held it out for him. "This was given to me by your father before he disappeared, Master," She explained respectfully, her hand shaking a bit.
Sebastian blanched and breathed in deeply before extending his hand and slowly took the box out of her hand and looked at it in wonder before delicately placing it in his pocket.
"T-Thank you," He responded softly.
The hag bowed lowly at him in respect before entering her shop which looked like it sold custom trunks.
Sebastian composed himself before he briskly walked out of the Alley while nodding at its patrons before he headed towards Gringotts where he encountered someone who he doubted had ever left his shop before.
Mr. Ollivander.
"Mr. Potter, or should I say Master Le Fey. I am sorry for delaying you but I am afraid that I have an urgent matter of which I need to speak to you immediately. If you would please follow me back to my shop," The old WandMaker stated politely before beckoning a very curious Sebastian towards his shop.
After closing the door behind him, he sat down on one of the chairs by the window and waited for the ancient WandMaker to stop muttering to himself.
Ollivander kept shooting glances his way before finally breaking from his little muttering session.
"It seems that your Phoenix Wand wishes to renounce you as its owner, Mr. Le Fey. I have been alerted a week ago and have had no way of contacting you as all my owls towards you came back with my letter unopened," The man explained with a curious glint to his eyes.
Sebastian rolled his eyes inwardly, trust Dumbledore to do this with something so important.
"I need you to give me your wand, Mr. Le Fey and you need to construct one for yourself as all my other wands are currently rejecting you," Ollivander continued.
Sebastian sighed in annoyance.
"Can anything ever go right for me."
He didn't phrase it as a question but Ollivander answered anyway.
"I'm afraid that you are far from the average Wizard, Mr. Le Fey."
Not deeming Ollivander's statement a response, he pulled the wand out of his pocket and gave it to Ollivander without any care whatsoever. It was not his anymore.
Ollivander waved his wand over it and lilac sparks shot from Sebastian's old wand before it disappeared from Ollivander's hand.
"If you would please spread your Magic around the room to search for your Wand ingredients then that would speed up the process," Ollivander guided.
Sebastian closed his eyes and was about to spread his Magic out when Ollivander's panicked voice called out to him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Le Fey but it seems that nothing in my shop had chosen to be bound to you," He whispered, his voice sounding shaken.
Sebastian's face fell and he breathed shakily before he yelped when the box in his pocket heated up and he quickly pulled it out and threw it to the floor where it floated instead.
"My word. what sort of Magic is that?" Ollivander whispered, his silver eyes widening in fear before he disappeared from his place, standing next to the counter.
"You may leave, Mr. Le business here is done," His voice echoed.
Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed before the box floated on top of his lap where it began glowing brightly before he snapped open. It sounded like chains being broken off before it opened up and then began morphing, an eery purple light coming from it as it began molding in the air.
Sebastian gasped when the Magic around the 'box' shot out towards him and pulled his more then willing Magic forward where they began intertwining with each other before a loud explosion wracked Ollivander's little shop and laying innocently in Sebastian's lap was a ball sized clump of red, glowing Magic.
He sighed shakily and cautiously reached his hand out towards it and cried out in shock when it latched onto his arm and a cold feeling enveloped his body before the Magic disappeared inside his skin.
Sebastian could feel the shift in his own Magic before a scream tore from his throat and some kind of brown, muddy blob flowed out of his mouth and onto Ollivander's floor; He watched in astonishment as his hand glowed at a wave of blue Magic attacked the blob causing an ear piercing scream to wrack Ollivander's shop once more
"Curse you, Harry Potter!" It screeched before disappearing.
"Bloody hell!" He yelled before slumping tiredly into the chair.
He vaguely felt his Magic expanding before his eyes closed tiredly.
XxXxXxX 30 minutes later XxXxXxX
"What happened here?"
"I don't know! I don't recognize the Magic!"
"You better not be lying, Mr. Ollivander"
"I assure you that I am not!"
Sebastian slowly opened his eyes when he heard voice yelling and he yawned and stretched before fully opening his eyes when the conversation around him stopped.
"Mr. Le Fey! Are you okay?"
Sebastian looked towards the voice and his eyes bulged to see about twelve Goblins there, four had spears and swords pointed at Ollivander while another four were guarding the entrance to the shop and the last batch was looking at him, checking for injuries, probably.
"I'm doing fine, Thank you," He replied respectively.
All the Goblins breathed a sigh of sigh and Ollivander looked like he sucked on a rather young lime.
"Mr. Ollivander did not harm me in anyway. I had received something from my father which really helped me. I feel ten times lighter and more powerful than I have ever felt in my entire life," He explained softly.
The Goblins nodded and removed the weapons from Ollivander's range and sheathed them somewhere.
"My name is Healer, Shift and I have brought Eleven Goblin Warriors with me when we were alerted of you due to the wave of Magic you ejected which was thankfully invisible to everyone else but us. We came as soon as we sensed it was yours as it was ordered by the Chief Goblin himself, Lord Ragnarok."
Sebastian nodded in understanding and bowed at the Goblins who bowed back.
"I'm sorry for the trouble I have cause you, Mr. Ollivander but I ask that you swear an Oath to not disclose anything that happened that points back to me or the Goblins," He apologized and stated seriously.
Ollivander narrowed his eyes at him but took out his wand and held it in the air.
"I, Garrick Ollivander hereby swear on my Magic that anything pertaining Mr. Le Fey and the Goblins of Gringotts will not be shared with anyone else and will be kept to myself only, so mote it be."
"So mote it be," Sebastian accepted and a dark orange light connected them all before disappearing.
"As our business is finished here, we say farewell, Mr. Ollivander," Shift said while bowing along with everyone else before he helped Sebatsian to his feet and one of the Other Goblins opened some sort of portal where they all stepped through before it disappeared.
"Trouble, that one," Ollivander muttered while looking at the black spot on his floor.
"I am much too old to be experiencing things like this," He murmured before closing his shop and disappearing at the back of the store where he planned to take a well deserved nap.
Slytherin Dorm Room
Blaise moaned as he sped up his pace on his member and increased the way that his three fingers were pounding his hole and attacking his prostate mercilessly.
"H-Harry!" He yelled when his fingers kept abusing his prostate and going deeper inside his entrance.
He had remembered to put up some Silencing and Privacy wards so he could make as much sounds as he wanted and no one would be any wiser.
"Uhh... Fuck me harder! I'm gonna cum, gonna cu-" He yelled when he increased the pounding of his hole and quickening of his pace when he felt his orgasm coming and he exploded on his chest and mouth but he still kept on pounding his abused, gaping hole with his fingers and thumbing the slit of his member.
His head lolled to the side and he couldn't help arching as his fingers attacked his prostate even more and he bent his legs back and went deeper while abandoning his sensitive member to abuse his hole even more.
"Ohh, Harry! Yeah, baby. That's it! Give me harder," He whimpered, pulling his fingers out then pushing them back in faster and slapping his ass before another orgasm came which had him pulling his fingers out with a 'pop' and arching off the bed, is body becoming even more sensitive.
He bent his legs back and teasingly rubbed his pucker and slapping it a couple times before he recoiled when it became to sensitive and dropped his hips back on the bed.
"Best orgasm I've ever had," He panted before yawning cutely.
"Hope Harry is prepared for me," He murmured before drifting off to bed, a contented smile on his face.
Sebastian felt an overwhelming feeling of lust enveloping his body and he barely managed to conceal the moan that threatened to leave his lips; he instead discreetly adjusted his package and followed the Goblins back towards the room where Grypp discussed his inheritance to him.
"Master Grypp. Mr. Le Fey is safe, it was just a Magic restrainer being broken," Shift reported before bowing and leaving the room and gesturing Sebastian inside.
"Mr. Le Fey, I see you're healthy as can be," Grypp said while assessing him and nodding his head when he found nothing wrong with him.
"Yes I am, I'm feeling much better than I have ever felt in my entire life!" He responded happily.
Grypp smiled at him before it disappeared.
"It seems that while your scar is gone, its contents on the other hand were not. When you came into our bank, your Magic alerted us to another presence in your head, it came up on your Inheritance test but could only be seen by Goblin eyes only. Its one of the reason why your Inherited Slytherin, the second reason is that you are also family to the Gaunts who are said to have Slytherin descent and the last reason is because you defeated Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr, or Lord Voldemort who was and is the current heir to Slytherin. You own the house now by right of conquest but it didn't appear next to the name because there was a piece of Voldemort's soul in your hand so it basically appeared as if you were him so the right of conquest which should have been there did not appear.
Even though Voldemort's soul is gone, right of conquest will still not appear because you have been housing the soul since you were a babe so it was basically saying that you and Voldemort are one person. The traits that you have gained through this are still there. Even though you were descended from the Gaunts, with Tom Jr being the First Heir, He was given all the traits to the house while you were given some. Since his soul was in you for so long, those traits passed onto you while Voldemort has the amount of traits you had before you got his.
When his soul inhabited your body, it fed on your Magic to live and therefore was weakening your natural traits such as your Occlumency and your healing ability etc. Now that its gone, your body needed a bit of rest instead of a couple days or weeks since when your Glamour was destroyed, it boosted your power and energy a bit," He explained solemnly, waiting for Sebastian's outburst.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow and chuckled before explaining when he saw Grypp's curious expression. "I don't think that I should even be surprised when weird things happen to me anymore, I just take it all in stride."
Grypp chuckled lowly and it send an unpleasant shiver down Sebastian's back but he hid it effectively. "That was wise of you to assimilate, Mr. Le Fey."
Sebastian snorted and laughed at the same time before clearing his throat while his expression went serious which alerted Grypp to his change in demeanor.
"I wanted to ask you if I have any seat on the Wizenmagot and if yes then how much do I have?"
Grypp narrowed his eyes at him before rolling them in exasperation. "Is there anything Dumbledore didn't meddle in." He stated.
Sebastian snorted with a shake of his head; He didn't even need to reply to that.
"As it is, you do have about half of the seats on the Wizenmagot since you are descended from many prominent families and you have been left Vaults and seats by people who wish to thank the Boy-Who-Lived for destroying Voldemort for them. We could say you own almost all the seats but it was bargained that when one person owns almost all seats on the Wizenmagot then it would decline to half and that person may pass any bill they want as a long as they don't try to take back the seats which were removed from them."
Sebastian's eyes widened and a smirk etched itself upon his face.
"Well this is going to be fun," He mused with Grypp agreeing with him wholeheartedly.
"I should also warn you that Albus Dumbledore came here demanding to gain access to his Vaults but he was forcefully removed and stripped of everything he own in Gringotts as he was wrongly stealing from you and lying to you to booth. His Magical Guardian status was revoked and all money's that he distributed has been returned with interest (Thank You, Imaginz96) ," Grypp said, a large smirk on his face which was mirrored on Sebastian's own face.
"To sum it all up, there are approximately 50 seats on the Wizenmagot and you own 25 of those plus the removed 15 which is bargained into you having a higher chance of passing any bills you want and that you can strip Officials of their titles if they are abusing them," Grypp stated, a twinkle in his eyes.
Sebastian grinned and had to restrain himself from hugging Grypp.
"I wonder who I that may be."
Grypp chuckled before didn't say anything.
"I believe that I may visit the Ministry today because I have a feeling that my day is about to get better," He said, a calculating expression on his face.
Grypp nodded and took a velvet box from under his desk and passing them to Sebastian.
"Those are your House rings. They can only be given to an Heir if the Goblin in charge deems them worthy enough to wear the symbol of their houses proudly. This has been made this way so that heirs cannot squander the money in their vaults if they are not worthy or give the family a bad name. I believe that you deserve and you need to be proving yourself anymore to me even if you were not aware you were not doing that," He explained when he saw the shocked expression on Sebastian's face.
Sebastian breathed deeply and placed all the rings on his fingers and he gasped when they simply tightened and an eye ball appeared in the middle of the ring with the House's Coat of Arms in the middle of the eye.
He was about to ask Grypp about the eyes when he keeled over in pain from foreign memories invading his mind.
"You need to accept the memories, Sebastian. Knowledge is passed down to the current Head of House to help them with the on goings of each house and the routes to take which would benefit said House. Just allow your memories to be altered," Grypp said, trying to calm him down.
Sebastian groaned and breathed deeply before he began steadily accepting the foreign memories; He winced occasionally but was otherwise good.
Thirty minutes into the process, he lost consciousness and before he could fall from the wall he was leaning against, Grypp banished him towards his current room in Gringotts.
"Interesting one, he is," Grypp mused.
Dumbledore's P.O.V
He fumed. Who did those Goblins think they were denying him, The Great Albus Dumbledore access to his Vault and to even empty his Vault to repay the Potter brat. When that boy came back he would deal with him accordingly for being too damn troublesome.
He still wondered how everything could go so wrong in so short a time. Years of manipulation suddenly washed down the drain in a couple days.
He was broken out of his thoughts when he had an ear piercing shrill and he felt the bond between him and Fawkes snapped and he raised his head in time for the Phoenix to snap at his head, taking out a clump of his hair then it circled around his head and crapped on it and on the floor before disappearing in a ball of flames.
Dumbledore's arms fell at his sides and a few minutes later, he fainted to the floor from the anger he was trying so hard to keep in and his head smashed against a clump of crap the Fawkes left before it disappeared.
A/N: How was it? I thought you guys deserved it for waiting this long. Please Read and Review please.