When Tom walked into the dining room he did not expect to see the young miss Blackthorn nor to see what she was wearing. She was clothed in a white top he has only seen in middle age paintings, it was a peasant shirt if he remember right, along with a black half corset with red stitching around it. While the shirt/corset combo fit her form quite nicely, yet what surprised him was the fact she was wearing a pair of tight pants, and going by the shine the where leather, also with knee high boots. She looked ready for battle, not a day at the house.

"Hello Tom, I see you are also an early riser. Come sit, break your fast with me." The young man was taken back by the old saying but, sat none the less.

"Mother received a call from Grandmother, whom was feeling lonely, so she will be out for the day." Morgana really looked at the young man, his dark brown hair, while seemed an average color, when under certain light showed the red highlights that the dark color hid. He also held the high cheek bones of someone of his bloodline, let the full lips that many girl wished to kiss. His clothes were some of the new clothes her mother had bought him the day before, it looked to a black muggle suit with a green tie that brought some color - it looked very good on him. The whole time she was taking in the male sitting beside her, he was also taking a closer look.

Tom took in the young woman, now he could see her better, Her thick, wild, red hair was braided and pulled over her shoulder let some loose strands brushed the sides of her face. Her eyes, with the light from one of the windows, looked more yellow-green than the emerald green he thought they were. While he never seen clothes like what she was wearing before, it showed off her body, something he was not used to.

"If I may be so bold as to ask your name?" Tom hated the fact that even after all the time spent with this family he still did not have a name.

"You can call me Lilith."

"Is that your name?"

"It is my middle name, and the name I go by." She was as silvertongue as he was, he need to tread carefully.

"Is there a time I will get a first name?" Two could play this game.

"Once I get your real one, yes I shall give you mine." The glint in her eye startled him, he could not help but think she knew everything he has done and will do.

"I am pleased to say that Tom is my real name." Said Tom began eating the food that was lay out while the other person began reading the post as if this was a normal conversation.

"You may think so, but from the say your magic reacts it was more of a protection than your name." Tom stopped for a second, so he was right his name was not so muggle after all.

"Could you please explain?" Yes tread very carefully.

"When one tells the truth magic reacts, same as if one lies. If one were to learn the difference in the feeling then one could tell when someone is lying and when someone is telling the truth." The redhead drank from the goblet sitting before her, Tom already knew when someone was lying to him but he didn't think it had to deal with magic. From his research it was more of a mind art.

"How is one to learn of their real name?" The warm feeling came again with the smile she shot him, he would look upon it later.

"One then must go to the goblins, once you are done we shall go." Tom was surprised he did not have to manipulate into getting her to take him or allow him to go on his own. "I need to stop by some shops to grab a few things."

"You already have your school supplies, what else do you need?" Lilith just chucked at him, he barely held back a sneer.

"Diagon Alley is not the only shopping area, though it holds a lot of shops. There are mostly for, as you said, school supplies. I need to go to some other shops I have orders in." The dark haired male just ate his food at what he deemed a normal pace, the other person is the room could read magic like he reads minds: she knew he was excited and wanted to leave the moment she said the Tom was not his name.

Once he was done, they grabbed their clocks his was a standard black cock while hers was a deep red with silver designs lining the opening and hood, the designs seemed to match the red ones on the corset. His hid what he was wearing giving the illusion of a robe while hers was opened for everyone to see the clothing she was wearing- Tom did not know if he liked that fact.

"Now where would you like to go first?" Tom did not know she was going with him to the bank but, she did know what he need so he could find out his name.

"Bank if you do not mind?" Tom wanted his new name, not the muggle one his thought was his.

"That is fine, but just so you know that the school will still recognize you as Tom Riddle. You cannot take you new name till you graduate, though you can tell people to call you by your real name." Tom was still trying to wrap his whole new name thing. He want to ask questions but if he did he would have to divulge some information that he would rather forget all together.

"You seem to have a question on your mind, would you like to share?" If Tom wanted knowledge he was going to have to tell, maybe not all of it.

"Yes, I am just wondering why my true name was not on my letter?" Maybe she want ask, Tom thought to himself. She lead him to the couch in front of the fireplace, so they could talk.

"Though I am confused on your question, I will try and answer." Morgana really did not understand, why his true name was hidden? "From what I remember you are a orphan? Then you do not know that the pureblood custom. So others cannot sign their children into a contract while they are at school.

The story of the reason is; One day a low born family gave their son a paper, a marriage contract, it had the girls full name on it. All it needed was a small bit of blood, which at the time was easy to get. After all they taught kids how to fight with not only a wand at the time. So he fought her, gave her a small cut with dagger and was able to seal the contract with it." Tom was starting to understand but he wanted to know why for his case, looks like he may have to talk.

"So unable to get out, they eventually married. Because she did not want her children to go through a unhappy marriage she went to the goblins for a birth certificate where she gave the baby a name- she knew the sex of the child- but gave the midwife a different one to tell the father. The one she gave the goblins held the real name that the child could not take until his 17th birthday or the day that they would come into their magic. With that the child went through his school knowing the name he was called by was not his, and the contracts his Father made was not valid.

"When the Father learned that, he was furious but unable to do anything. She went to the goblins, the document was airtight, he could do nothing about it. The child then was able to do as they wished, just as the Mother wished, and married for love. So to follow that many families make their children use their middle names while in school, a rule that the school followed. Though many families still give their child a new name. Does this answer your question?" No, it does not, but it does make since. Tom thought, some of the ways children introduced themselves made sense now.

"No."

"Then I do not understand your question, could you please expound?" Tom steeled himself.

"I was born in a muggle orphanage, my Mother told them my name I do not have a birth certificate, so how would I have a true name?"

"Hmm, depending on her last name, she may have still done a documentation with the goblins or maybe another family member did? If she did then maybe she did so, so you would not be found. I am not to sure, we'll just have to see. Shall we?" The redhead offered her arm to the taller male, whom stopped for moment before taking her arm and then going through the floo together. With a flash of green fire the two were gone, twirling though they stepped out and into the dusty pub.

"I would love to burn this place down." Morgana whispered to the young man beside her.

"With everyone inside?" He asks letting some of his darkness out in hopes of scaring her.

"A few, after all it has to look like an accident." Tom blinked at the short red head, he could- if he wanted- rest his head on her's with leaning down or up to do so. He was surprised at the act she wanted to do but, did not complain.

"Now to the bank!" She gave a small pull to their connecting arms, breaking whatever spell her companion was under, began weaving their way to the back, and into the light filled alley.

"Good Gods, why do people wait until the last minute to get the supplies for school?" The young woman asked as a pertically nasty person shoved her out of the way and into the dark hair male whom caught her.

"I do not understand the mundane minds of those around me." Tom spoke with the perfect pureblood tone, Morgana pointed it out, praising him on it also. After a few more pushes, which resulted in the redhead's temper to be shown, did the pair make it to the white steps of the bank. When the redhead did not go straight in mde TOm pause.

"Are we not going?"

"If you would like to be on the goblin's good side, and yes they have one, then wait for one to allow you in." She pulled him down so other could not hear her, Tom will deny the shiver that ran down his spine when her warm breath brushed across the side of his neck and face.

"How can I-" The goblin cut himself once he saw who was standing, politely and then the male she had with him. Well she works fast, I did not think she would get this this quick, he thought to himself waiting for her to speak. He stood up taller, and places his hands behind his back.

"Ah perfect Master Goldshield. I was hoping they would send you. Tom here would like a blood line test done, along with a medical one. You can take the price out of my vault." The grin that spread across the goblin's face made Tom nervous. It was never good when the small creatures showed all their teeth, so he did not hear the medical part.

"Of course My Lady, please follow me." Tom was surprised at the politeness of the goblin, he never heard them call anyone Lady or Lord, Lilith was one to watch.

"Thank you Goldshield. How is the family if I may ask." She spoke once they were walking down the hallway toward, what the two thought, would be his office.

"They are fine, my son is learning the spear."

"Oh I hope his enemies fall in pools of blood at his feet." Morgana gave the typical praise for goblin weapon learning, while Tom was quite trying to remember everything that was said.

"As I hope your vaults overflow." They stopped in front of large oak door, which held a large gold shield upon it. "I ask for you to wait while I gather the things we need for everything."

Morgana nodded, he took that as his leave. She opened the door, the office was large and just like the one Tom was in when he asked to open his own account back in his third year. Though it held more weapons than the last he was in.

"Can I ask how you know that goblin so personally?"

"You may, and I may not answer." Tom held in his anger, could she be anymore... he took a deep breath.

"May I ask how you are able to tell goblins apart?" Tom held back the twitch when she did not answer right away or turn to look at him.

"I am able to read magic, as you know, and each person, creature, tree, has it's own magic. I just remember it." Morgana gave the next best answer, she also knew most of them because she was trained by them when she was younger.

"Am I able to learn?"

"No it can not be taught, I am sorry." She was telling the truth, Tom was annoyed that he could not read her as well as he could others. Before he could ask another question the goblin, Goldshield arrived along with two others carrying items from a door at the back.

"Place them there, yes good, now leave." He showed the two were to put the bottles of different colored potions, along with a large black bowl, and silver knife. The goblin took a seat, and organized the items, as he did so he started explaining.

"Now I will explain what we are going to do. First it the blood line test, I need you to drink this blue potion and then cut yourself, I only need four drops." Tom did as asked, and watched as the cut healed once he pulled his hand away. The Goldshield added a bright blue potion to the blood along with a piece of parchment. The bowl glowed a bright blue for a minute, once it died down the paper was folded neatly inside the bowl. He motioned for Tom to take it, which Tom was quick to do.

Name-Valdis Marvolo Riddle-Gaunt

Mother- Merope Riddle née Gaunt (Dead)

Father- Tom Riddle (Alive)

Blood Godfather- Osgar Northwater (Alive)

Vaults- Total 6

Tom did not read too far down, stuck on what little information he had read so far. A tapping on his shoulder brought him back to where he was.

"May I see?" The woman that brought him here asked hold out her small hand. Tom-no Valdis- merely handed it over.

"Nice name, it means to rule. It come from the old germanic name Voldemārs, the rest is family. Though because Riddle is a muggle name you can remove it." She began reading farther down, Valdis watching her. "Well I know why the hat yelled Slytherin so loud. Gaunt is the descendents from Salazar Slytherin."

"The Salazar Slytherin?" Valdis was amazed, no wonder he could talk to snakes.

"And I know Osgar, he has been looking for you for a while now. You were supposed to go with him in the event of your Mother's death." Again the dark hair male was surprised that the young redhead knowledge.

"How do you know him?"

"Because he is a family friend. I see him when ever he take a break from work. We can see him when we get home."

"Now back to the next test." The goblin had been patient while they talked, if he was right then he would be seeing more of Master Gaunt, he was after all the Head Accountant for the Gaunt house.

"Yes, all I need for you to drink this yellow one." He handed Valids the said potion, which he drank down fast- which was good seeing as it was disgusting.

"That was vile."
"Yes, most potions for medical use tend to be."

"Medical?"

"Yes, to see if you have any injuries that need to be looked at." A parchment appeared in front of him and before he could read it it was gone.

"Hmm... It was a good thing you asked for his My Lady. Give me a moment to get the required items and personal, and then we will have this all fixed before you leave." The goblin handed Morgana the paper before he left once again.

Valdis Riddle-Gaunt

Magic- 70% blocked by Albus Dumbledore

Old Injuries-

Broken rib; age 5, not healed

Broken wrist; age 12, healed

Broken nose; age 15, healed

Other Medical Problem-

Conceived under love potion, need ritual 27 A to fix was Denied by Albus Dumbledore.

"I will kill that old man!" Valdis read over her shoulder once he saw her tense up. Morgana was more than angry, this old man was trying to make another Dark Lord. It made more sense on how he would watch To-Valdis. He was waiting for him to go dark, then down the rabbit hole once he left the school.

"What does being born under a love potion mean?" He was worried, he could feel the magic coming off the young witch in waves, it was nothing to scoff at. He wondered why she was so angry.

"Nothing to bad, just some little issues once you hit magical maturity like...oh like dieing or if it's doesn't kill you then you would go insane... " Valdis was worried now. Morgana took this as a cue to do on.

"What happened when a child is conceived under normal conditions, they are able to take in magic at a normal rate, they take magic from not only their Mother's but the natural magic around them which then makes your core. Now magic is held at your core, it is constantly allowing magic to flow through your body. When you turn 11 does the core allow more to flow, which is when you are able to call upon it and use it. Then at 17 your core does the most amazing thing, it floods your body with all the magic it holds. It is very painful, and the more magic one has the more magic is flowing through you. And when it is over you whole body is able to not only hold more magic but, some are able to use wandless magic or even need a staff.

"While you are growing up you are constantly around magic, your core pulls little parts to keep refilling it while doing so it is also expanding it. Using your magic will do the same. Now when a child is conceived under in potion there tends to will be problems, with love potion it does not matter till the maturity. Because the love potion blocks your core from being able to stop taking magic once it is full. While now it just gives you a power boots, it may kill you if you do not have help. That being said, it may also give you trouble when trying to cast spells, most of your core is blocked, but the potion allowed you an way of still getting the magic you needed."

Valdis now understood her worry and anger. He knew there was something that Dumbledore was not telling him. He had went to the nurse when an older student had hit him, the old man had taken him down and even was the one to do the test. So that means he knew what was wrong. While Morgana now understood some of the things that was told to her, she would have to get him a new wand before they went to school. Maybe a staff.

"-Not only that but he also block your magic, which in a way would have kept you alive during the maturity but you would still have gone insane." He only caught the tail end of what she had said but still understood what she was ranting about. It still caught Valdis off guard that she seemed protective of him, without him even having to do anything but be himself. They both sat quietly waiting for Goldshield to come back, the redhead was clutching the dark haired males hand all the while.