Chapter 13

Sliphook spent the better part of an hour reviewing Harry's inheritance with him.

"Mr. Potter, you are Heir to Two Ancient and Noble Houses on your mother's side ("Impossible!" exclaimed Petunia), Heir to one and Head to another on your father's side and Heir Apparent to one of your godfathers. All these are Ancient and Noble Houses, but you may want to keep some of them to yourself, at least for a little while. Don't worry, they won't go to another Heir, as you are the last for at least three of these." stated the goblin, as calmly as he could. All the while thinking 'His vaults number the oldest we hold! Alone he represents half, at least, of the galleons we hold!'

While Harry seemed almost unfazed, in reality he was shocked to his core! He'd not had this ritual done before, so he didn't know about three of them, though he figured Merlin's house was one of the one's on his mother's side, since he'd said as much when they spoke.

Meanwhile, his aunt wanted to know how her sister's child was Heir to anything, she was a muggle-born witch! Wasn't she? She pored over the parchment, looking for an explanation, and found it, though she didn't understand why these Houses were important. So, Lily was the first in 300 years of Merlin's (yes, That Merlin! confirmed Sliphook) line to have magic. She was marked with her green eyes and that had passed to Harry. The other was Ravenclaw, one of Hogwart's founders. Turns out that she and Lily's great-great grandfather married a muggle, leaving the wizarding world forever and not using magic once since.

"Did my mother or father know any of this?"asked Harry.

"There is no record of either of them performing this ritual, as they had no need. There is no other claim to three of these houses in over 300 years, so no. They most likely did not know about their true inheritances." replied Sliphook.

"But how could they not?"exclaimed Petunia.

"Ah, madam, that is easily answered. James inherited his family vaults and key. They are quite extensive, let me assure you, so he probably felt no need to check for others." Harry nodded at this."And, as for your mother, she, and everyone else in the wizarding world, assumed that she was muggle-born, as she did not know of anyone magical in the family." Harry snorted at this. 'They assumed' he thought, 'but I bet someone had suspicions.'

"So, on your father's side you are Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, and, if you complete your majority or are emancipated, are Head of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Gryffindor."

"From your godfather, Sirius Orion Black, you are Heir Apparent to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black." Internally the goblin was flinching, hating to bring Black's name up as everyone had heard Black betrayed the Potters, leading to their deaths. The goblin watched as Harry said waiting to hear more, unmoved by the name. 'Hmm. Either he doesn't know or he knows something no one else does about Black's involvement with the Potters. I'll have to let the boss know.' thought Sliphook.

Harry sat, thoughtful of all this new information. He thought about what this could mean for him, and the rest of the wizarding world. Smiling, he turned to the goblin, "I've reached a decision."