The New Prophecy

Finding out

Chapter 4

The summer so far was not the best, but it was not the worst one. The Burrow in his second year was his all time favourite summer ever. Harry was surprised one day to get a letter that looked official. Grabbing it, he gave the owl a treat and let it fly off before walking over to his bed and sitting down, opening the letter.

Dear Mr. Potter,

We hope you can make it in to get your inheritance sorted out, as well as a few other things that would also include the will reading of Mr. Sirius Black and the wills of your parents Lily Evans and James Godric Potter. Please come in as soon as you can. Albus Dumbledore told us not to contact you, however, he must realise that he may be your executioner, but he has nothing to do with your money when you come of age, although he keeps trying. Looking forward to seeing you soon.

Gringotts wizard bank

Bank manager,

Ragnog the Grant

Having read it, he nearly exploded. Dumbledore had control over his vaults, oh hell no. He was going to have something done about that. He decided he would go to Gringotts as soon as he could. He was about to leave when another letter came.

Grumbling he picked it up and opened it. He frowned, then that frowned turned to anger at the old man's meddling, then frowning again.

Mr. Potter,

Do not leave the house. It is not safe. There will be order members around the house day and night. Therefore, don't try. After getting your godfather killed you would think you would have learned your lesson. I am glad you are not owling you friends. I know it must be hard, but I am proud none the less. As for Gringotts, it is a trap. They are working for Voldemort. I am afraid there are only a few against him. I will retrieve your money for you. Stay home.

Albus Dumbledore, order Merlin 1st class, Supreme Mugwump, etc.

Harry was so angry he barley noticed the letter burst into flames before his eyes. Snapping out of it he knew the Goblins were neutrals in the last war, why join him now? Something was not right, it was like he didn't want him to have his money. Question was, why? Had he done something he should not have, stolen money or something? Deciding to write to the goblins himself to see if it was true. If it was then death eaters wrote the letter, but then he remembered the seal. It could not be copied. Getting ink and paper he started a reply for Gringotts.

Ragnog

Dumbledore told me that you joined Voldemort. I do not believe it one bit, one because you were neutral in the last war, why join him this time around. I know something is not right, one of you is lying. I personally think it's him. I would love to come today but I am afraid Dumbledore has people watching me round the clock. If you have a way for me to get there I would love to hear it. Thanks for the letter.

Harry Potter

Sighing in satisfaction, he went over it again then folded it. His owl came flying to him, hooting to him, thanking him. She had not been on a long travel, so before he knew it she nipped his ear affectionately and flew out of the window into the cloudy day.

It was three hours before she was back. She had a reply, nipping his ear again she flew to her dish and drank it all before she was satisfied. She then started eating her seed out of her dish, also eating the bread, bacon, and sausage bits that Harry had left for her.

Harry had meanwhile sat down with a smile at his bird's affections. He looked at the seal and knew it was real. Opening it, he read the letter and nodded in satisfaction.

Mr. Potter,

That was a cheap shot even for Albus Dumbledore. No, we have not joined Voldemort and nor will we ever. We also won't join Dumbledore either. We prefer to stay neutral, after all, it's not between us, it's between muggleborns and purebloods. Goblins are all as pure as we can get. I will have two goblins pick you up, their names are Merry and Pippin. Hope to see you soon, they will be there at four, at least enough time for this letter to reach you,

Good day Mr. Potter

Ragnog the Grant

Bank manager

Gringotts wizarding bank.

Harry got dressed, took his clock and wand, also got more water for his owl and left her be, yawning he settled down for a nap. Waking up to popping in his room, his wand was in his hand before he could even wake up properly.

"Who are you?" 'Just to make sure,' thought Harry.

"Mr. Potter we have been sent by Ragnog to get you to Gringotts. I am Merry and this here is Pippin. Just hold on to this portkey, Mr. Potter. We will end up in the manager's office. May the gods grant you gold, Mr. Potter." With that, the portkey activated with a sickening feeling in his stomach, before he knew it he was kneeling in the bank manager's office.

"Good to see you Mr. Potter, I'm Ragnog the bank manager and today you are here to be told of your inheritance. This had not been done for years other wise your mother would have known she was the heir of Ravenclaw. You are the last closest descendant and the heir of Ravenclaw. The line having Squibs and then Muggles, no one knew but Lily had magic on her and she came to the wizarding world. She should have known, but didn't. We did the test today and showed you are the heir of Ravenclaw. She, like the other founders have vaults that are worth millions. The Potters are from a line of Gryffindor's too…" He did not get a chance to finish before he was interrupted by Harry.

"Yes, I remember taking the sword of Gryffindor out of the hat. It was a nice sword, light," said Harry,

"Yes, that's right so you are now the heir of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Your last names are now Harry James Gryffindor Ravenclaw Potter, but only on official things, like application forms, any letters from Gringotts, and other places like here, you get my drift yes? Now, the Potters are one of the last few rich purebloods along with the Malfoys, Snapes, Notts, Grabbes, Goyles, Zabinis, and many other people. They are all rich, the richest people in the wizarding world."

"And also Death Eaters," snarled Harry,

The goblin didn't agree or disagree with him, the goblin was looking through drawers before coming over with a huge folder full of paper work. Setting them out, he took the keys out and gave him them, they were after all his. Two for the Ravenclaw vault and three for the Gryffindor Vaults and six for the Potter vaults and there were keys he did not know but was about to find out.

"Those keys there are the Black keys. Now before he died he declared in his will that he wanted you to become his heir of sorts. You will hold all Black deeds and monies as well as the Black name if you want. The Blacks, being one of the richest, had 7 vaults. Their family line has died down leaving it all to you," said the goblin.

"How is it that you know about what's in the will if it's not been read yet?" asked Harry.

"It was read this afternoon Mr. Potter, that's why I wanted you to come, but you didn't. I had to start the will, Dumbledore being a member of the Ministry told me to get on with it, so I had to," said the Goblin, looking regretful.

"Why was I not told?" he then asked.

"Well we did write three times, no reply what so ever. When we tried the last time we got an answer but the will had been read. I can only guess that Dumbledore has been stopping your mail or it's been intercepted." said the goblin.

Harry's eyes darkened at the thought of his mail getting intercepted by the old man. His rage at the man coursing through him, making magic surge around the room. The goblin looked in awe that a fifteen year old was able to produce that much magic.

"Thank god, for the wards we have here or the underage ministry would be here before you could get to your vaults. Griphook!" said Ragnog. "Take Mr. Potter to his vaults and bring him back here. Make sure no one sees him and you never saw him if anyone asks."

"Yes, Sir," said Griphook.

As he took Harry down to his vaults, he looked in all of them, books upon piles of books in one vault alone. Now he could see why people got sorted into Ravenclaw, thinking, 'Hermione is going to love this.' He got to his parents' vaults after taking books from the Ravenclaw vault for him to read. He looked into a bag with a Lily on it. Opening it, he found diaries, journals, and other things that belonged to his mother. Picking them up, he left the vaults for the time being.

"Thanks, Griphook. Lets go back now!" he said.

Within minutes, they were back up into the main lobby of Gringotts, walking as fast as he could. He could not wait to start the diaries. He had always wanted to know his mother. However, the others never had given him information and that reason was that none of them did know Lily. In fact they did not even know Lily had married James.

Within a couple of minutes he was in Privet Drive. He heard the goblin say, "May the gods grant you more gold, Mr. Potter," before he was gone.

Harry started reading his mother's diaries from when she began Hogwarts. What confused him was, his mother was in Slytherin. He had thought she was in Gryffindor with James Potter. As he kept reading he started feeling sick. His mother had dated Snape. He was curious to see what had ended it. He was at the bit where they married before the book was finished, him mum and Snape married. He did not understand this at all.

He began reading another one. He looked at the writing. It was familiar, he did not know how, and he began reading a tale of horror, betrayal, deceit, and murder. When he got to the end, he flipped the book over, his eyes widening in horror. He recognised the hand writing alright, it was on his first ever present from his dad, the note from Dumbledore. That was how he found it familiar. He ran to the bathroom, and puked. 'This cannot be,' was all Harry could think.

Then he started thinking, 'What are Neville, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, and Luna going to say? Their life is one whole big lie, too!' Sitting down he wondered what he was going to do, then he remembered the prophecy:

………….Six Descendants from Pureblood familys……………………

………….elementals of lightning, fire, earth, water…………………….

…………. And air, the leader will be most powerful……………………

………….a boy unique with the scar of lightning………………………

………….together the children will stop house rivalry………………..

………….shoving the Bumblebee aside, exposing him for what he is…...

…………. Together the great six will change…………………………

………….. Hogwarts forever, together they………………………….

………….. Will stop the darkness that is descending.

The prophecy he had tried so hard to stop had come true, because there was no way in hell Harry was forgiving him for what he had done. Harry broke down and cried bitterly at his loss, for the loss of his mum for no reason. Cried for the man who hated him, not remembering his son. Cried for the life he should have had, and cried for all the people Dumbledore had killed and whose lives he had destroyed.

Determined, he got up, packed everything and concentrated on his shrinking his trunk, it worked to his amazement. He had not expected it to work. He then covered himself in his invisibility cloak that belonged to James, now not his dad, it did not mean as much. Putting his wand in the waistband of his trousers, he crept out of the house, past the street and along Magnolia Crescent thinking, 'Mad-Eye must not be on duty tonight or I would be back in the house again.'

Raising his wand, he called the night bus and told Stan, who was waiting on him for a destination, Harry replied, "………