"": dreams.

Italics: thinking.

Bold: Letters and notes.

-/-: time lapse.

Chapter Two- Gringotts

Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock. Placing his pencil back onto the table Harry once again looked up at the clock that hung on the wall opposite him. He groaned, 2:30, dam. Packing up his pencils, pens and paper, he placed it into one of the many boxes he kept his many drawings in. Drawing was something that Harry had become very good at over the years. Pulling on past experiences for his many artworks that littered his bedroom wall. He left the box on the table, and grabbed his robe from the wall. Petunia was out at the moment, shopping for ingredients to make Harry's favourite meal when he came home. Walking outside, he sighed and wrapped his robe around him, he walked further down the road until he got to a quiet little park that was hidden behind a row of houses. Hardly anyone visited it anymore, not since a little girl was badly injured there. But Harry used it to apparate. He arrived at the park and looked around, just as he thought nobody here. Picturing the back Alley beside Gringotts, he felt his magic surge and wrap around him. It coursed through his body, tingling every nerve. Harry smiled. he always loved the feel of magic running through his body. Before he knew it he was face to face with the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley.

"Here goes nothing" he said to himself. Walking down the Alley way he just appeared in, turning he saw Gringott's. Sighing for the hundredth time that day, he made his way up the steps and to the doors of the grand bank. Pushing them aside he strolled up to the podium that held the goblin he was looking for. Before he could say anything however, he was noticed by the goblin.

"Ahh Mr Potter, there you are. Welcome and congratulations" Said the Goblin.

"Griphook. How nice to see you again" Harry said, bowing. During his holidays he had found a book depicting how to act towards a goblin to ensure respect was shown. Griphook seemed taken back by the respect shown by the wizard, but waved his hand.

"Now that you're here we can start on these tests" Harry nodded and followed the goblin, watching as another one took his place. He followed Griphook into one of the many rooms that littered the hall. As he entered the room, he saw one seat, and a large round table, which held pieces of parchment. He walked over to the seat and sat down, watching as Griphook hurried around the room, collecting objects.

"Now. Mr Potter, you know why you here yes?" Griphook asked, placing the objects onto the table.

"I'm here to find out who I will be bonded to for the rest of my life?" Harry mumbled, still not looking forward to this. Griphook gave him a dissatisfied look at his answer but pressed on. Picking up a piece of parchment and grabbing the small knife to his right he handed both to Harry.

"Prick the tip of your finger and let only two drops of blood fall upon the parchment" nodding, Harry did exactly as Griphook instructed. Wincing as the blade sliced into his finger, watching as his blood dripped onto the parchment. He gasped softly as he watched words flow onto the page. Lines after lines of fancy calligraphy appeared in front of his eyes. Griphook reached across the table and grabbed the parchment, his eyes quickly scanning over the words. Harry watched as the goblins eyes widened and quickly look up at him.

"Well Mr Potter I believe a congratulations are in order" Griphook said slowly, watching as the confusion of the matter drift onto Harry's face. He handed the parchment back over for Harry to read. Harry grabbed it and quickly read over what had been shown.

Harry James Potter

Submissive

Mates- Tom Marvolo Riddle (Vampire)

Lucious Malfoy (Dark Veela)

Severus Snape (Werewolf)

Heritage- Dark Veela

Bond- Partially bonded, must complete within six months of one, Mr Harry Potter coming into his inheritance to ensure stability of bond.

Harry sat in the park that was hid by the row of houses, just a short walk from his cousin's house. The sun had set hours ago and yet he had stayed, still shocked by the news he had received. He hadn't told Petunia, so she was probably worried sick and looking for him by now. Voldemort, Severus and Lucious. A Veela, A Vampire and A werewolf. Why do I have to be bonded with the three men who hate me the most in this world? Harry asked himself.

"Harry! Oh Harry there you are!" Harry's head shot up at the sound of his aunt's voice, he watched as she came running towards him. Standing from the swing he was in, he opened his arms to welcome the crying woman. She sobbed in his arms, but he was shocked at feeling how cold she was. He swore to himself, she's probably been out here for hours looking for him.

"Harry, w-where have you b-been" she sobbed. "I-I was so worried!"

"I'm sorry Petunia" Harry's arms wrapped tighter around her as he felt her shiver. "Come on, we best be getting you inside, your ice cold" feeling her nod against him. He kept one arm wrapped around her shoulders and guided her back along the street and home. He pulled his robe of and placed it on the coat rack, watching his Aunt as she walked over to the table and sat down, pulling one of the many blankets that were placed all over the house over here shoulders. Harry moved into the kitchen, preparing a cup of tea for each of them. Once finished he brought both cups over to the table setting them down. Sitting down himself, he waiting until Petunia was at least half way through hers before pulling out the piece of parchment that help a copy of his test results.

"Is that the result of the test you took today?" Petunia asked upon seeing the paper. Harry nodded and handed it over, watching as she grab it, opened it and read it. He waited. Petunia read through the note, not making any movements in regards to surprise. Placing the letter down she looked up at him, she knew two names on the parchment already, Harry talked about them a lot, but not the third.

"Well, congratulations" she said, holding onto Harry's hand. "Being loved and cared for is something that I've always wanted for you" hearing this Harry groaned.

"But they won't love and care for me, they hate me, all three of them! One has tried to kill me since I was born, one has made my schooling impossible for me, and the other has a son who hates my very existence cause I didn't except his friendship when we were 11!" Harry replied, growing more and more frustrated as he thought about what his life would hold from now on. Petunia patted his hand and sighed, giving him a soft smile in return.

"Harry love, I'm sure they won't be as bad as you think, I mean you are supposed to be their submissive right? I'm sure they'll take good care of you" Harry shook his head but agreed anyway.

"I hope your right Aunty, I really hope your right" Harry said, finishing his tea. He pulled his drawing box towards him, and pulled out the piece of paper he had been working on that morning. He set up his pencils and pens and got to work, but not without thinking about what was to come.

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