DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY CANNON CHARACTERS, I CAN ONLY CLAIM THE PLOT AND ANY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS PRESENT
The only test Hermione Granger ever failed.
Chapter 1 Things just got a whole lot more complicated.
Previously;
"Now Miss Granger we are ready to begin."
Ragnok handed me the runic dagger, "Now please place your hand over the parchment on the desk and make a small incision in your palm, don't work the daggers magic will heal it afterwards. Then allow the dagger to be filled with your blood. And then let three drops from the dagger fall onto the parchment; the rest will be saved for identification purposes and other bank business however we will contact you for your permission whenever it is needed in other ways."
I took the blade up in my right hand and made a large slit down my palm. I didn't feel any pain at all, and then I noticed the pain and healing runes at the top of the hilt. Three large drops of blood fell down onto the parchment, I looked away I may have wanted to find out more about my magical relatives but I still couldn't stand the sight of blood. When I looked at my palm again, all I saw was a very faint scar running across it. The rest of the blood was put into a small glass vial, and Ragnok drew my attention to the large roll of parchment that was now covered in extremely neat handwriting that I recognised as my own. "Miss Granger I must tell you that your birth mother did not wish for you to know her identity, I was only able to offer you this test as a result of the connection to Mister Dagworth-Granger… These tests are totally confidential and no one outside of Gringotts bank will know of them however I must ask you not to be too… Upset at what you may find in here. Also, should you wish it; Gringotts may have your adoptive parents' obliviated so that they only remember the section of the meeting about Mr Dagworth-Granger. "I heard 'Dad' begin restrained so that he didn't get into a shouting match with the goblin, something he'd surely regret.
"I think I'll read the results first before I make any rash decisions, Master Ragnok sir." I replied unsure of what could be so bad that my adoptive parents would have to be obliviated.
Gringotts Inheritance Test
Name; Hermione Jean Granger*
*Magically adopted by Muggles Richard and Jean Granger.
Magical Relative though Granger Adoption: Hector Dagworth-Granger.
Heiress to:
House of Dagworth-Granger
House affinities
Potions
Original family;
Heiress to:
House of Black
House of Lestrange
Riddle Family
House of Gaunt
House of Slytherin
House of Peverel
Original parents:
Mother: Bellatrix Lestrange née Black.
Father: Tom Marvolo Riddle (Believed deceased 31st October 1981)
Other living relatives:
Sirius Black (cousin and godfather)
Narcissa Malfoy née Black (aunt)
Lucius Malfoy (uncle through marriage)
Draco Malfoy (cousin)
Nyphadora Tonks (cousin-disowned)
Andromeda Tonks née Black (aunt and godmother-disowned)
Rodolphus Lestrange (Step father-incarcerated)
Magical Abilities:
Parselmouth (Inherited ability)
Animagus (Ability Attainable)
Familiar Bond (recommended animal; Snake)
Active magical blocks;
Heavy glamour charms used in magical adoption
Magical core restraint to be removed at age sixteen
I slumped back into my chair, I was the daughter of Voldemort, I had no idea who this Bellatrix Lestrange was but I certainly recognised Tom Riddle. And I was related to Malfoy oh the horror! The only positive piece of information was that the ONLY other name I recognised was Sirius's. At least there was some good in my family, whoever they were….
"Master Ragnok, what does this last section here mean?" I asked quietly as I tried desperately to grasp the facts from the parchment in front of me. The Goblin peered up onto the parchment.
"Ah, yes the first item is about the heavy glamour charms placed on you to make you resemble your adoptive parents, for the adoption. And the second is that there is an invisible barrier up around you Magical core, as a witch of your power coming from a Muggle background is damn near impossible and too many questions would be asked. Both can be removed for you by Gringotts, for a fee, of course" He said with a glint in his eyes
"If the glamour charm was removed, would I be able to reapply one myself?" I asked. The goblin nodded. "Okay. Obliviate my parents and send them back to France"
Ten Minutes later; parents obliviated and on the way out the door I called to them. "Mum, Dad I have some more Business to finish up here but I'll be back later." Dad looked like he wanted to object but I stopped him "Dad you know Muggles can't go down to the vaults." He nodded and a medallion portkey took them back to the villa.
Ragnok took me to another room which featured an altar with more runes carved into it and several mirrors scattered around the round room. "Two of our best curse breakers will be with you momentarily." Ragnok said before leaving and locking the door behind him. I went and examined the runes on the altar and figured out that it was for the block on the core and all I could think of for the mirrors was for after they broke the glamour charm, but knowing Gringotts the probably had some Arcane purpose. Suddenly the door opened and two people in long white robed entered the dark room. I didn't recognise the first one he was tall with long red hair he grinned as he entered the room, kind of reminding me of the Weasleys'. The second one was a shorter woman, still quite tall but not as tall as the red haired one, she had long flowing white blond hair and deep blue eyes, she almost looked like…
"Fleur?" I breathed. This was not good Fleur knew who I was… "'Ow do you…Oh wait, I know you, you are 'Arry's friend and Krum's 'Ostage." She said smiling. The other one smiled at this too. "So you're the infamous Hermione Granger everyone in my family keeps ranting on about" He held out his hand and I shook it uneasily "I apologise, where my manners, Bill Weasley, at your service" Ha! So I was right he is a Weasley. "Now what have we got her core block and glamour charms" Bill continued. "Right Hermione, hop up on the altar and we'll get this block removed, shall we?" I lay down on the altar. "Eet's okay 'Ermione , you won't feel a thing." Fleur reassured me as she and Bill started casting complex incantations. I blacked out soon after.
When I woke up, I felt…different. Yeah that was it different. After a couple of minutes I sat up on the altar. Bill and Fleur were asleep on a conjured couch in the corner of the room next to the door. I wanted to get up and look in one of the mirrors, but part of me was scared, I mean Harry's physical description of Voldemort was hardly pleasant. I didn't know what this Bellatrix woman looked like but if Sirius was anything to go on I hoped to look more like her than my father.
Another couple of minutes went by and finally Bill woke up; "Ah, Hermione you're awake!" he said looking slightly relived. "After you passed out we removed the block on your core and the glamour charms. I'll teach you the spell to reapply them, partially or fully in a minute. Come and look in the mirror." He said beckoning me towards the full length mirror beside Fleur's sleeping form.
I looked into the mirror and gasped. I had grown several inches; my hair was now black as nights and slightly curly, my chest had swelled a couple of sizes, my skin was really pale and I looked up at my face and stared into my deep bottomless red eyes. Bill tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around to see him and Fleur standing their looking me up and down, however the seemed to stop and look uneasily at my eyes. "Now to reapply the charm, just picture yourself as you were before and say the spell 'Galmori' like so" He then did the spell and when I looked back into the mirror I was regular Hermione Granger again. "Now we can't tell anyone like Harry or Ron or anyone unless you give us permission, but Hermione most of the things n that paper are best not widely known." He smiled at me and with that I was standing back in the Gringotts Atrium with a Gold medallion in my hand. I pocketed it and walked out the door into a sunny Diagon Alley.
I spent what seemed like hours wandering the alley studying the bookshelves of Flourish & Blotts, having an ice cream in Fortesque's ice cream parlour but as I passed the Magical Menagerie I remembered what the results of the inheritance test said I could have a familiar bond with an animal, now I love Crookshanks, but that cat is way too stubborn to form a bond with anyone. Opened the door and walked into the shop and looked around it was pretty much deserted; except for one kid buying a Hogwarts owl. When the shop was empty again I went up to the counter to ask about a particular type of animal…
"Oh, I remember you. You're the girl who took the perpetually getting up on the wrong side of the bed half-kneazel off my hands two years ago. How is the old cat doing?" the shopkeeper asked with a pleasant smile. "Emm… Yeah he's stubborn as ever." I said half grimacing back "Listen I was wondering, do you by any chance have any snakes" The shopkeepers face fell, her eyes became cold and all the cheerfulness disappeared. "I might have…" she said looking around the shop to make sure there was no one else there and then in a hushed tone said "follow me" and disappeared through a door at the rear of the shop
I followed her in and saw what she was so secretive about. There in a glass take was a large Black Mamba. It was beautiful I found myself drawn to its large unblinking eyes. "Got this in about a month ago; came in with the owls and such. Don't know what the man thought I was going to do with a snake like that. Listen you'd be doing me a big favour taking him off my hands, so I tell you what you can have him for ten galleons." I nodded, counted out the money and handed it to her. "Right well, it nearly closing time I'll be right back to box him up for ya'!" And with that she left the room.
"Hello there, whatssss your name great sssnake?" I asked. The snake raised its head and blinked. "Oh my god I just spoke in Parceltounge didn't I?" I gasped. I looked back at the snake and it was fully awake now. "Indeed you did ssspeaker. My name is Balthazar, but you may call me Zar for sssshort. Now what may I do for you?" He blinked again. Balthazar that was a good name for a snake… I think this is the first one I've met that wasn't conjured by my stupid cousin. "I wasss wondering if you would want to form a familiar bond with me?" The snake looked down as if he was considering my proposal… "Ok, anything to get out of this place. That woman does not know how to look after a ssssnake. Now I could just go out on your body as a tattoo, I do hate boxessss." I nodded and opened the top of the glass case Zar just slithered up my arm and when I lifted up my sleeve there was a perfect tattoo of a black mamba coiled around my arm. I walked up the stairs to the door thanked the shop keeper for her time and that a box wouldn't be necessary. I walked over to the post office and got an owl to send a letter to my parents telling them I was too tired to come all the way back to France and would go home and see them when they came back tomorrow night.
I was being picked up tomorrow, and brought somewhere safe to Harry and Ron. I also have some serious questions to ask Sirius…
A/N Well that's chapter two done as always review and tell me what you thought :)