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He knew that voice. He had heard it the first time he had come to Diagon Alley. He at once guessed that what he had been waiting for, he would soon get. He turned and looked down the dimly lighted stairwell and started down. He wondered for a moment why Bill hadn't accompanied him but he brushed that aside and carefully walked towards the lighted doorframe. He entered a large room that seemed to be a workshop of sorts lined with shelves and looked around for a moment before he spotted the silver haired man he was expecting. He greeted him and walked towards him when he realized that there was someone along with Ollivander, someone having silver hair and wearing half moon glasses. He nearly stepped back a pace before he saw the face of the man and realized that it wasn't the headmaster.
Ollivander watched him for a moment with an unblinking stare before a turned around and brought out a slender, dark wooden box and placed it on the table before him and pushed it towards Harry. As Harry reached for it he spoke up:
"Mr. Potter, it is a tradition in many of the prominent wizarding families to craft of the children a blood wand. On the third birthday of the child, a formal ceremony is done for the child and the blood pacts are signed by the family and the crafter in order to craft the wand. We wait until the child's 15th year to craft the wand and deliver it some time before the 16th. The blood wand Mr. Potter is specially attuned to the child's magic and are engraved with many runes and other enchantments. Many a times the wands use more than one core. Imagine my surprise then Mr. Potter, when I arrived at your home and found that you weren't yet born. Your parents and a unique guest of theirs explained the situation to me and I agreed to craft the blood wand for you. For the past 15 years Mr. Potter I have received a vial of your blood and a lock of hair every year and we started crafting the wand some 5 months ago. My brother here decided to help with crafting of this excellent wand."
With that he opened the box and gave it to Harry. He felt a longing to hold it the moment he looked at it. It felt like something in him was calling out to it. He distantly heard Ollivander's voice,
"The wand is 14 and half inches long and one inch thick. It is made from the wood of the eldar tree, the sacred tree of the druids. The core is made of crushed basilisk fang with venom coated in your blood along with a crushed nundu fang and packed into a rod. However, before we could use it, we received a black feather interlined with some white fur and instructions to use it your wand ot it wouldn't work. So we wrapped the core rod in the feather and dipped them in your blood to attune it to you and packed them in your wand. But the wand was too unstable and to stabilize it, we bound the base in mythril and used a black diamond at the base to absorb the backlash of the magic. It also has all the enchantments used on blood wands like anti summoning and runes so that only you may hold it, but moreover we bound it to your blood such that you could summon it from anywhere. Try the wand Mr. Potter. I believe that is one of our greatest works. I hope it serves you well in your encounters".
Many questions flirted across Harry's mind like who sent the feather since clearly it was from a lyther(He had read that those who had non human blood needed a core having parts from that non humans like werewolfs wand needed werewolf fur) but to him they were unimportant at the moment. The image of the wand before him filled his vision. It was a dark brown color and the mythril hand hold at the base twinkled while the black diamond seemed to absorb the light. He could see small designs carved into the wood and done on the mythril. He felt himself inexplicably drawn to it and he went forward to take when his mind registered the fact that the designs were runes. He stopped and stared into Ollivanders eyes and asked "What are the runes for Mr. Ollivander"
Ollivanders movements stilled before he exchanged a glance with his brother who looked carefully at Harry "I was right I believe when I told you he was a runic Andre". He now focused onto Harry and spoke "It seems you have the runic talent in you Mr. Potter. Most don't see the designs and almost none the runes. The enchantments on your wand Mr. Potter are cast in rune form for long life and greater strength. Rest assured Mr. Potter that they mean you no harm". However he had already been burned once and he was going to be careful. He brought out the box with his holly wand and handed it Ollivander and motioned for them to see it. The brothers gasped when they saw the wand and their faces paled. Ollivander burst out "But these are Albus's spells". However his brother levitated Harry's new wand and concentrated on it while he carefully looked at his old one. A thin beam of light came out of his wand and circled the wood of his new wand and his saw minute symbols being formed on the wood before he set it down. Both the brothers looked at him before Ollivader spoke "The spells on your wand are most unfortunate, however we give you our oath that no such spells of control have been done on your new wand. Moreover, my brother has crafted some runes on it that will automatically break and repel any such spells. You will know of them at once of any do try". He nodded; he had felt the magic of their oath and finally picked up the wand he had been waiting for.
The rush he felt on holding it was indescribable. He felt the barrier breaking down and his magic reach forth to him, nearly drowning him in its rush. He felt at once a cold clarity descend, which erased all doubts while at the same time an utmost feeling of confidence and contentment. He felt for the first time his bond with Gia who seemed to welcome him. He waved the wand in an arc and a ray of light, both black and white shot out of it, and he felt an invisible wind caress him. It was an overwhelming sensation with none of the little doubts he felt when he usually held his wand. It took him a few moments to bring himself under control and stop grinning.
Ollivander smiled as he held out a standard auror sheath for his wand which he strapped to his right arm and practiced a few times. He then gave him a little advice which brought a smile to his face. He bought a wand polishing kit along and left after thanking them. In his rapture at getting his new wand, he didn't notice Bill standing just outside.
Bill smiled at the look on Harry's face and led him toward Gringotts as he spoke to him. "Harry, I believe that what you find out today will be a bit of a shock for you. You see Harry, when you-know-who was banished; Dumbledore took charge of you since Sirius was imprisoned. Moreover, with you being the last member of your family, you would have many responsibilities. So Dumbledore put you in the muggle world believing that you needed to grow up away from all of that since such fame as well as wealth could be disastrous for you. But last year when you came to GP and Sirius saw how ignorant you were of everything concerning you he confronted Dumbledore, but Dumbledore told him that the burden of it would be too much for you along with every thing else you were dealing with and ordered him not to do anything although Sirius decided that it was his duty as your guardian to educate you. But now with Sirius gone and Remus felt it was his duty to inform you and asked me to help him". Bill turned to Harry and gave a small sigh "Harry, please promise me one thing that what ever happens today, you won't loose your temper and will be calm".
Harry watched the flicker of worry in Bills eyes and was about to promise him when he stopped. He already knew of the family's wealth though what the greater council was, he didn't. Here was an advantage for him and better yet, Bill wouldn't see it as a burden. He looked up and spoke "Bill, I promise not to loose control" and Bill sighed in relief "But, you must promise me something too". Now Bill looked a bit wary. "I need help Bill, in many things, since I have no idea of even the basics that all the wizard born children know. Secondly, Voldemort is coming after me with a vengeance and I need to be good enough to survive and run. I would like your help Bill in learning at least the basics before I go further. Will you promise to help me Bill"? He looked at Bill with a hopeful expression on his face. True he did need help but not that much. However Bills help would ease his burden. Moreover, with out a proper understanding of the magic especially when dealing with higher level of spells, all his books would be useless since they held spell work but not the theory behind them that he should have been thought before he learned them. He could do it by trial and error but he didn't have the time.
Bill seemed to think over what he said before he nodded and they went into the Bank. He supposed it never changed since Goblins didn't care much about wizards. One of them seemed to recognize Bill and they were directed to a side door and came to a plush office. The goblin behind the table looked quiet old though how he knew that was a mystery since all goblins had wrinkly skin. He introduced himself as Hinoak and the manager of the potter vaults. The next one hour was quiet interesting to Harry. He already knew that the Potters had quiet a few vaults but not how many. He also didn't know of the high security vault that the ministry had set up for him. When Voldemort was banished and no letters could reach him, by popular demand the ministry opened a vault accessible by only him in which they put a lot of money and also the public could send what ever they wanted to give him. He decided to check that latter when the goblin grew solemn as it addressed him. "Mr. Potter, the goblin laws are different then the ministry ones and some time ago one of our clients informed us of his will. The charms on the will showed us that Mr. Black was gone and in accordance of the will, we decided to inform you personally, however the wards around your home prevented us and we asked Mr. Weasley for his assistance. The terms of the will stated that you would be adopted as a Black by a blood ritual and that the Black's wealth and fortune would go to you including their titles and positions. Mr. Potter, this means that you are now the legal head of both houses Black and Potter and hold all their titles and positions including that of the Greater Council".
Harry closed his eyes for a moment. In all his plans he had not expected nor taken into account his godfather. He had pushed aside anything to do with Sirius and concentrated on other things. True, he had mourned for his godfather but things like his will had never occurred to him. He had thought that the Ministry had seized his wealth when he had been thrown in Azkaban. He opened his eyes when he felt a hand on his shoulder and giving a reassuring nod to Bill, turned his attention to the goblin. Hinoak removed a large, shallow ornamental basin and placed it before him and indicated to Harry to follow him. In the next room, Harry was made to stand in a pentagram with many runes and hold the basin. Hinoak was joined by another goblin and a few minutes of chanting latter and Harry placed his palm in the bowl and felt a sharp pricking sensation though he gave no indication of it. Ten minutes later, he was escorted out and saw that the cuts of his hands were healing up. When he was back in the office Hinoak brought him two small ring boxes. In one was the Potter Family signet ring and the other was the Black Family Signet ring. He first put the potter one and slowly picked up the Black one. It was an emotional moment for Harry, since now it was completely acknowledged that Siri was no more. With a deep sigh he put it on his left hand resolving again that he would avenge his death and his betrayal by the rat. After signing a few documents stating that he had taken control of all legal and financial matters of the two houses, Hinoak spoke again "Mr. Potter, by the law since both your parents as well as your magical guardians are dead, on your 16th birthday you may take control of your political positions. That means Mr. Potter that your voting rights in the wizengamot and your seat in the greater council and also your positions as a Lord. If these formalities had not been completed now then your regent until now would automatically assume control till you were 17 or till he decided otherwise". Suddenly Harry wanted to confirm something and asked Hinoak who his regent was. "Why Mr. Potter that would be the Headmaster Dumbledore and speaking of Dumbledore, all provisions that he had made concerning you and your fortunes will be nullified. Thus we will not be informing him of your expenditures or his access to you wealth being denied unless you specify it so. Oh yes, a letter was left for you by Mr. Black and he has also left some terms with his will. Firstly that GP place is left to be gainfully used and his furry friend be given a sum of 2 million galleons. Also a similar amount is to be distributed between the Weaslys and the Tonks. Now Mr. Potter, would you like to see your vaults".
AN:I hope you like it. It isnot as big as the previous chapters. I will try writing larger ones for the next. Thanks for the reveiws