CHAPTER ONE

HARRY'S POV

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I was now sitting in a office of a goblin named Ragnott at Gringotts. He hadn't told me anything yet besides the fact that we had lots to discuss, but he didn't seem to be discussing anything. "Uh so what are we going to discuss?" I ask him after a few moments of very awkward silence. He rolled his eyes in response and pulled out a piece of parchment and dagger along with a blood quill causing my eyes to widen in response. It's not everyday a goblin pulls out those objects and sets them down in front of you. "What do I do with these?" I ask the goblin as I clear my throat, this is the most awkward situation I have ever been in.

"Grab the dagger and cut your finger or wrist and let it drip onto the paper. Then write your full name using the blood quill afterwards," Ragnott told me with an underlying tone that screamed he was internally judging me so hard right now. That caused me to roll my eyes as I grab the dagger, bringing it to my wrist and flicking it harshly so it'll actually break the skin. The blood poured onto the parchment and wasn't stopping anytime soon as I grabbed the blood quill and wrote my name. With a snap of Ragnott's fingers and ace bandage and gauze was snuggly wrapped around my wrist to stop the bleeding and he put salve on the back of my hand where my name was engraved. I watched in fascination as the blood from my wrist started turning into words as the colour of my blood soaked into the parchment. Before I could read it, it was snatched from me by the feisty goblin that I wanted to punch very badly.

His eyes scanned over it as I pouted silently in the leather chair, my wrist hurt and he couldn't be considerate enough to let me see it first. "Well, it seems your mom had quite the amount of secrets, Mister Potter," Ragnott said with a dark humorous chuckle causing me to furrow my eyebrows. I grabbed the piece of parchment and my eyes slowly widened as I read the results, he was definitely right.

Harry James Potter

Mother: Lily Marie Potter nee Evans (Deceased)

Father: Anthony Edward Stark (Alive)

Step-Father: James Charles Potter (Deceased)

Birthdate: July 31st, 1980

Blood Status: Half-blood (mother witch & father muggle)

Blood Type: B-negative

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Spells/Charms Detected:

-Glamour charm (Placed by Lily Potter nee Evans August 2nd 1980)

-Magic restraints (Placed by Albus Dumbledore November 1st 1981)

-Blood adoption (Linked to James Potter unknown date)

-Vision Impairment (Placed by Lily Potter October 20th 1981)

Medical Issues/Health:

-Severe Malnourishment (2-15 years)

-Unhealed Rib Fracture (Age 7)

-Half-healed Wrist Fracture (Age 9)

-Internal Bleeding (Age 11)

-Concussion (Age 15)

-Several Other Unknown Wounds

My hands were shaking violently as I read it over and over again. My mind was spinning as I finally began to comprehend what the hell I just read. My dad is not my dad- a muggle named Anthony with the last name of Stark is my father. Dumbledore put magical restraints on me for christ's sake, not to mention the Dursley's have most likely permanently damaged my body because they're assholes. "You could press charges against Dumbledore, I'm starting to think that you haven't been giving him money from your vault," Ragnott says after a few minutes of silence, making my blood boil under my skin. I had the very strong urge to strangle someone in that moment.

"Give me all of my bank account records, find information on my biological dad and get me a goddamn healer and doctor," I say as calmly as possible, which isn't that calm as I am now beyond pissed at every single person to ever exist including Ragnott despite the fact he did nothing. Before he spoke I swiftly cut him off. "Take 100 galleons from my vault for all I care, just do it as fast as possible." I snap at him and he raises his eyebrows and nods. "Also take out the amount it would cost to remove this blasted glamour," I add much softer as I feel slightly guilty for snapping at the goblin. He nods, pulling out paperwork and handing it to me.

I read over the pages as I sign them, once again using the blasted blood quill. I ignored the burning sensation on the back of my hand, but slightly relieved when I noticed the salve was also helping the marks that Umbridge left on me using her blood quill. Ragnott takes the papers and blood quill from me, leaving me alone in a hurry. I waited patiently as I allowed my thoughts to wander. Did my real father know about me? Where was he currently? Will the healer be able to heal me in anyway? What will I look like without this glamour? I tapped my foot impatiently as I waited for Ragnott or another goblin to come back.

When he returned he wasn't alone, three other goblins joined us as he closed the door. "They are Narluk, Banlor and Agrat," he introduced them from left to right. "Narluk will be removing your glamour and the magical restraints. Banlor will be healing any unhealed damage, fixing your eyesight and prescribing you potions to help your malnourishment and nutrition levels. Agrat is here to discuss your bank account history and I currently have someone researching your father." Ragnott explained to me and I nodded as he conjured a fainting couch for me to lay down on. Once I got comfortable he signaled Narluk to come forward.

"This will hurt," Narluk warned me as he opened a book and placed it on a stand they conjured. "Mater est nocere naturae magicae aliquando removere et omnes pueri revelare verum tuae naturae. Show capillorum oculorum corium tam amanter O altitudo corporis creari. Reduc tua creatio et solve fasciculos arm. Ut nos ipsa magicis figere error iterum." The amount of pain I was in was unbearable, it was far worse than the cruciatus curse and I humorously thought Voldemort should be using this instead. I hadn't even realized I was screaming until it stopped, my body ached slightly but my throat felt destroyed. I attempted to lift my head but groaned at the pain and unusual feeling. I felt very different, as if I was in a whole different body. I noticed how light I felt, as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders and I could now move all I want.

They stared at me intently as I lifted my head, it ached but wasn't as bad as before. I sat up fully ignoring the pain in my back as I swung my legs over the side. They conjured a mirror and I looked at myself as I stood up. It was obvious I had inherited a great deal of my mother's features, my green almond shaped eyes were still the same as I stared at myself. I was definitely slightly taller than before to my relief, but the thing I noticed the most was my skin was a bit tanner and my hair was a light brown. My hair was also curly but not like the rats nest that had once been my hair much to my relief. I quite liked how I look, sure it was a bit feminine but I looked good nonetheless which I was happy about. I felt euphoric feeling surge through me and a smile graced my features and I turned to the goblins. "You all get a extra 100 galleons each," I say causing them to gawk at me as I lay back down on the fainting chair.

It's Banlor's turn as he now steps forward with a different book, placing it on the stand and banishing the mirror. "Spiritus Sanctus, qui damnum removere id quod factum fuerat in manu pueri tui populum tuum retinere. Mane floreat, et patitur se ad esse et vivere, longo dolore libera animam nobiscum. Nisi se ex hac vita laetus, et dolor." The pain this time was barely as I felt a surge of magic go throughout my body, I somehow felt even lighter and more energetic than before. Banlor egan looking over my scans again, writing down something on a piece of parchment. "You will need to take skelegrow, nutritum a nutrition potion, vitamins, sleazgro and blood replenishers for about a year every night. Your metabolism will be much faster which means you will eat a lot more," He says and hands me the piece of parchment. On the list was the price and stores I could find it at in Diagon Alley during my visit.

I sat down in the leather seat as Agrat pulled out a file and sat in the desk in front of me. "According to these records a Molly Weasley have been taking approximately a thousand galleons every other month, Molly Weasley since 1990 and Dumbledore since year 1982. As I am also a lawyer we can sue them or you can take this to your father and a muggle lawyer, we will calculate the money to muggle currency and get the bank transactions on muggle paper in regular ink using a printer." Agrat explains as he shows me the file, confirming everything he just said.

"I'll like to deal with this on my own please," I tell him and he nods, grabbing a muggle looking file and handing it to me to take. "When should the information on my father be done?" I ask him as I tuck the file in my bag I brought with me.

"It should be done in a few hours, I suggest you go shopping in Diagon Alley. Here's the potter line checkbook, you'll need your potions and new clothes along with other necessities I'm guessing," Argat says and hands me a black leather checkbook with the Potter family crest engraved in silver on the front.