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It turned out that the entrance of Diagon Alley was a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. It was a rundown place that was unnoticed or uninteresting to muggles. To be rather honest, even though Severus could see it, it was rather a disappointing building for the entrance to something that he had been dreaming about since he had first heard of magic.

The inside was little better with the rather dim lighting, and the rather beaten down appearance that seemed to have followed from the outside. Severus could easily admit that the simple display of magic was wonderful to someone like him. Someone who knew of magic, but wasn't immune to its wonders.

Their entrance had garnered some stares from the other patrons that were sitting around and enjoying an early breakfast. From those looks, there were some that were obviously less than pleased with their appearance. They looked at them like they were some sort bug, and Severus couldn't help but wonder how his mother seemed to be able to ignore the stares with such ease.

He found her fascinating.

His mother seemed to become a whole another person as soon as they exited the muggle world. She no longer seemed to be someone that could be pushed around. Her mere walk bringing attention to her, and her head held high above her peers. There was something regal about her despite everything. Despite the poor faded clothes that hung on her frame.

Severus followed her as she led him to the back, where there was nothing but a brick wall.

"Watch carefully now Sev. Next time it may be you who will open this entrance." Eileen said as she pulled out her wand, tapping the bricks in a rather easy to remember pattern. "Welcome to Diagon Alley."

At first nothing happened, but slowly but surely the magic began to build. There was a slight grinding noise as the bricks began to move. They folded in on one another, as they pulled away from the center.

In front of Severus very eyes stood Diagon Alley in all its glory.

It was completely different from the Leaky Cauldron, full of colors and sights that didn't exist in the muggle world. People wore cloaks that swished with their every movement, heavy compared to the clothes Severus was used to wearing. There were creatures that moved differently from their muggle counter parts in a variety of colors, and wise owls that watched the wizards from their perches. Brooms were looked at and gawked at by the children. Their voices were loud in their begging for a cleaning tool that was on displayed. Then there were strange ingredients that Severus had never heard of before such as gillyweed. It was an overwhelming experience for Severus. Even the magic curled around in warmth, welcoming in its own way.

Despite the many sights, there was a building that stood above the rest. It was made of marble with long thick columns. The name was proudly written, and not easily missed by anyone. Goblins stood proudly guarding the building with weapons within easy reach. They were smaller than any human, but he could see the fierceness that more than made up for their lack of height.

At the very entrance was a simple warning that would give any would be thief a second thought. There was a subtle magic within those very words that would have been easily missed, if Severus wasn't so sensitive to the magic. The words making something within Severus to purr in satisfaction, and he wondered if the warning kept any would be thief in check.

He nodded politely as they walked by, not seeing the wide eyed stare that the action brought. Luckily there weren't that many wizards around, and they made there way straight for the teller who was counting money with a sneer.

"I wish to know if there are any vaults opened for my son." His mother stated, getting straight to the point.

The goblin looked at her, sneer firmly in place. Yet the sneer seemed to become a bit strained at Severus appearance. "Name?"

"Severus Tobias Snape."

"A blood test must be done, and it shall remain secret between us and him, unless he chooses otherwise."

Eileen frowned at that, but there was little choice but to go along with it. Even she knew better than to go against a goblin on something that held very little importance. "Very well."

The goblin nodded and called another who led Severus away from the main chamber, and into one of winding corridors. It eventually led him to another goblin, but this one seemed to have it own office. It stared at Severus with its beady dark eyes, studying Severus in interest as he took a seat across the goblin. A name card in gold sat on the desk with the name Black Claw in sharp elegant letters.

"We don't get many of your kind. They rarely get involved in magic, especially now that we are in a middle of a conflict." The goblin replied with a certain amount of disgust that was hardly missed on Severus, though he wasn't really sure why that was.

Severus tensed, though he tried to hide it from the goblin's sharp eyes with little success. "What do you mean by that?"

"You share blood with some powerful beings as I'm sure you know, and before you try to deny the claim, we goblins can sense it within your blood. If this wasn't so, your mother would be here with you instead of waiting for you within the chamber."

"Is it that obvious?"

"It is only those who are close to magic who can feel such a thing. You have no fear from most wizards, as they are rarely receptive to the magic that runs through their veins. A few may notice, but it is mainly magic creatures that will know what you hide within you flesh, whether they take kindly to you in another matter altogether."

"I thought your kind hated wizards."

With a wicked grin the goblin replied. "True enough we do not like wizards, but you are hardly a wizard. Your kind are warriors and we goblins acknowledge that for more than one reason."

"So what do you need me to do?" asked Severus, putting the information the goblin had freely given away for later peruse.

"As many of the divines have a habit of having children with some of the older families as they are few who still worship them, and then you have all of the inbreeding between them going on, there is a very good chance that you are fit to inherit from one of the old fortunes." said the goblin as he pulled out a piece of parchment and a very fancy dagger heavy with jewels and lined in runes. "Just drop a bit of blood and the parchment should do the rest, as it was soaked in a potion. Depending on your parent, you may even be chosen as the heir over the current one."

"Why?"

The goblin handed the dagger and parchment to Severus who slit his palm without further ado. The thick red blood with a golden tint dripped onto the parchment. Lines of red began to form over Severus' name that had appeared in cursive writing.

"To a pureblood, there is nothing purer than the blood of a divine." was the goblin's simple reply as they watched the appearing lines and names. Some of the names were unreadable to Severus, though by some fortune, the goblin seemed to understand the strange symbols that lined the page.

"Its seems that you are connected to quite a few families which is hardy surprising, seeing as the pureblood try to follow in the footsteps of the divines, but your best bet would be to become the Prince heir to avoid stepping on anyone toes."

"If I accept, would it be known?" Severus asked, uncomfortable with the attention it would surely bring and that the fact that he would probably start a feud before he was ready. He didn't exactly know pureblood etiquette. "What would it entail?" He added after a moment of thought.

"We could keep it under wraps, except that the current Lord Prince must know of an available heir. It would be his job to teach you your family magic and what you must know as the Prince heir."

"My grandfather." he stated, unsure of exactly how he should feel of such a thing. It was his grandfather who had cut his mother from the family and therefore him, leaving them barely able to make ends meet. Yet he also knew that it was probably his mother's fault as well, as he knew that despite everything she was a prideful woman as today surely showed.

"Indeed, your grandfather has also paid your intuition for Hogwarts and granted you a trust vault until your majority."

"May I have time to think about it? It is a rather large decision to be made."

"Very well. Is there anything else that you need done?"

"I wish to visit my trust vault, as I believe that was the reason for my mother to bring me today. "Said Severus getting up when the goblin who had led him to the office had reappeared.

"I thank you for the information you have given me today." he added, following the goblin deeper into the bank.

He led him to even more corridors, until they reached a cart that stood on metal rails. The goblin took the front, and Severus took a seat in the back. Before anything could be said, the cart took off like a bullet. It shifted from side to side and tipped dangerously with ever sharp turn they took. He held onto the sides with a death grip, his hands turning white with the force, and a scream of terror that went unexpressed on his lips.

Severus' already dark eyes widened even more as he caught sight of a flicking flame. The flame that lit the ground below in a blaze of red which really highlighted the long fall that awaited him if anything went wrong. He wanted for the horror to end, for his feet to be placed back onto the ground.

What felt like hours, but was only a few minutes really, the cart came to a stop. Without really waiting for the goblin, Severus jumped from the cart without any hesitation. With his feet finally touching a ground that was quite solid, and most importantly, not moving, he let out a sigh of relief.

The goblin unaffected by the joy ride, opened the vault with little thoroughfare.

Severus could only watch as he had yet to fully recover as the vault door opened to a room that held more wealth than he had ever seen in his life. It was filled with gold, silver, and bronze coins that were piled together. They seemed to sparkle, calling to him with their winking faces.

"This is all mine?"

The goblin huffed. "Off course, unless you are not one Severus' Snape. If that is indeed the case I would have to ask you to stand still, while I skewer you."

Severus wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Skewer? I think I would at least deserve an execution seeing as I made it this far past your defenses, or at least an interrogation." mumbled Severus as he inspected one of the coins. "How exactly does the currency work?"

"Seventeen sickles in a galleon, and twenty-nine knuts in a sickle, four hundred-ninety-three knuts in a galleon." The goblin simply said as if that explained everything which it probably did.

"And do Gringotts have a bag for these coins?" asked Severus when he realized he didn't have anything to place the coins in. Which he had probably should have thought of before coming down here.

"We at Gringotts have one for five galleons."

"What does it exactly include and is that the only one available?" asked Severus, not quite willing to spend that much on a bag of all things, newly acquired money or not.

"There is the five galleon one where it is connected to your vault and has safety measures which allow none but you to get your money from the bag. Then there is the three galleon one where it isn't connected to your vaults, but it still has the same safety measure as the other." said the goblin pulling out two identical bags from the cart.

"I'll take that one for a galleon." said Severus simply pointing to the bag that wouldn't be connected to his vault, which caused the two to haggle over the price. The price kept going up and down like a yo-yo, before Severus was forced to agree with the price of two galleons, to his disgruntlement which was shared with the goblin.

Severus filled his newly acquired bag with what Severus felt would be enough money for his shopping trip. Only to find the goblin standing next to the devil cart, with a wicked grin on his face.

Severus could only pale as he realized that another trip in the cart was needed to reach the surface.

"You're trying to kill me aren't you?"

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