AN: Here you guys go. Another chapter. I'm in the middle of a move to a different state, so updates may be a little slow. This chapter is dedicated to Guest, baiters08, and ThatOneGirlNoOneNotices for being the first three reviewers. (I'm deliberately ignoring the flame)
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-MW
Easy As Lying
Chapter 5: Royalty and Revelations
"Is this for real?" I ask. Bloodtooth just stares at me, not even deeming the question worthy of an answer. That or he understands it's rhetorical. I stare at the parchment in my hands. Okay, so fourth in line means I probably won't be queen, so I may have over reacted a little. Still, it's not every day you learn that you're even in line for the throne. The results are shocking.
Birth Name: Tempest Royal
Birth Mother: Hurricane Royal (deceased)
Birth Father: Kallai Royal nee Fable (deceased)
Adopted Name: Tempest Wilde
Adopted Mother: Lavendar Wilde nee Roarke (deceased)
Adopted Father: Blake Wilde (deceased)
Godmother: Selene Lovegood (deceased)
Godfather: Regulus Black (deceased)
Inherited Names:
Fourth in line for the throne to Dragenkind
Heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Finnigan
Heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Wilde
Heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Roarke
Heir to the Ancient House of Singer
Heir to the Ancient House of Sorcelleri
Descendant and Heir of the Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin
Heir to the Ancient House of Storme
Heir to the House of Evanson
Rightful Heir to the Grey
Ward of the Ancient House of Greengrass
Blocks: 5
Reduce 75% magic (still active)
Caster: Albus Dumbledore
Hide Dragen traits (broken with Creature Inheritence)
Caster: Albus Dumbledore
Suppress Natural Occlumens (still active)
Caster: Albus Dumbledore
Block Flitting (Active)
Caster: Albus Dumbledore
Block Seer (Still Active)
Caster: Albus Dumbledore
Creature Inheritance: Dragen
Abilities:
Enhanced Speed (with Creature Inheritance)
Enhanced Eyesight (with Creature Inheritance)
Enhanced Hearing (with Creature Inheritance)
Enhanced Smell (with Creature Inheritance)
Enhanced Touch (with Creature Inheritance)
Enhanced Taste (with Creature Inheritance)
Seer (blocked)
Wandless magic
Nonverbal magic
Elemental Magic – Water (with Creature Inheritance)-Blocked
Natural Occlumens (Blocked)
Flitting (Blocked)
Magical Core Strength:
An average witch has a core strength of 1000
Natural Core Strength: 6459
Blocked Percentage Strength: 4844.25
Amount in Use: 1614.75
Magical Core Type:
Black Dark Grey Light
Living Relatives (within one generation):
Harry Potter – God-cousin
Age: 18
Dylan Royal – Blood Brother (current king of Dragenkind)
Age: 22
Lividica Royal – Blood Sister
Age: 21
Matthew Royal – Blood Brother
Age: 19
Kallai II – Blood Brother
Age: 17
I have siblings? Wait…I'm adopted!? Why the crap wouldn't my parents tell me? Why am I related to so many British families if we lived in America? Why am I asking myself so many questions that I don't know the answer to? I would say I'm shocked, but I'm not really. It's probably because they already didn't tell me that I have a British godfather and a British godmother and a British godcousin…Am I really supposed to be shocked that they kept the fact that I'm adopted from me when they kept the fact that I have twice as many family members as I thought? Was Eli adopted? Why am I still asking questions? I'm brought from my thoughts by Bloodtooth's gravelly voice.
"If you are done reading, I would like to show you your accounts and your properties as the Lady of four Ancient and Noble Houses, three Ancient Houses, and one Royal Creature Family. Would you like us to send a letter to your living siblings?" I nod. "As they all live in an unplottable castle, only one letter will need to be sent by owl. Also, The Will of Regulus Black hasn't yet been read because we were uncertain as to whether he was still alive. As his closest family, you will also need to choose a date for the Will to be read. Letters will be sent out to the mentioned beneficiaries once you choose a date."
"I will contact the bank as soon as I choose a date." I reply, sidestepping the issue, but not avoiding it altogether. It's probably best to not do life-changing things whilst angry with your parents. "The vault information." I suggest, hinting that we move on.
"Oh, yes." He flips open the manila folder on top of his desk. I wince inwardly as I hear the rough, gravelly sound of Bloodtooth clearing his throat once more. "There are four Singer Family Vaults, numbers 713, 714, 715, and 716. They contain a total of 15 million galleons, 12 hundred sickles, and 5 knuts. Along with family heirlooms, books, portraits, etc. In the Storme family's three vaults, numbers 345, 346, and 347, there is a total of 12 million galleons and 9 knuts. Aside from solid money, there is about 20 million Galleons in portraits, heirlooms, etc…." He continues listing my wealth and I lose track and stop listening. My dad taught me about business investments and banking, but I'll be better at managing it on paper. Now I have to thank him for teaching me these things instead of my brother, because now I can do him proud. He and my mother decided to name me Heir to the House of Wilde because I was born first. They didn't believe that a boy would be inherently better than a girl at running the show and it was my right as firstborn. I tune back in to what he's saying as I finish up my train of thought. "That leaves you with a total of 12,246,692,458,947 Galleons, 24 Sickles, and 8 Knuts in liquid assets and that's excluding properties, heirlooms, and investments in both the magical and Muggle world. In short, you could live like a queen for the rest of your days and barely make a dent in your wealth. You are, by far, the wealthiest person on this planet; in both worlds." I nod slowly, processing the information. He hands me the manila folder. "This folder contains information on all of your assets, monetary and solid."
"Uuuuuuuuummmm. That's a lot of money." I mentally face palm myself. I can't come up with something more eloquent than 'Ummm'. I need help. On to more pressing matters than my own incompetence, I glance at a smirking Bloodtooth.
"Yes, that is quite a lot of money Miss Wilde." The no nonsense goblin sneered. "Now, on to the rings. You have the Finnigan Ring, the Roarke Ring, the Wilde Ring, the Slytherin Ring, and the Circlet of the Grey."
"What does being Heir to the Grey actually mean? In terms of social status, money, the fate of my eternal soul. You know, the small things." The stoic goblin shuffles through some papers on his desk, most likely searching for some elusive document of information. He finishes his search and squints at the subject of the desk search.
"It says here that there are four lords or ladies chosen by magic herself; one for each of her personalities. One for dark magic, one for light, one for grey, and one for black. Lady Magic goes through an extensive process in order to choose these individuals, for if she chooses wrong, they may go mad with power." He reads. "The last Lord of Black Magic went insane with power, his name was Voldemort. There are quite a few requirements for each of the positions, but no one but Magic knows what they are. Most Lords/Ladies of Black Magic go insane." Bloodtooth looks up to me. "There is no money to go along with this post, but there is a lot of political sway and four seats on the Wizengamot. In total, you own fourteen of thirty-two seats on the Wizengamot." I nod. There is a quiet knock on the door that seems to echo through the nearly empty office. "Come in." Bloodtooth calls. A small goblin slides contritely into the office and rubs his hands together behind his back nervously.
"The Malfoys are here for their appointment, Sir." The goblin is the picture of uncomfortableness. Bloodtooth frowns and glances at the clock.
"There are still twenty minutes left in my current appointment."
"I said that, but the oldest male was adamant that they be let in because they believe they are richer than your current appointment." Bloodtooth growled something in Gobbledook.
"Tell them that they must wait until the end of my current appointment."
"You have my permission to tell them that Bloodtooth's current appointment is richer than them." Both goblins turn to look at me as I say this with incredulous looks on their faces. I shrug nonchalantly. "If what my guardian says about them is true, I have no qualms about making them mad." I shiver as Bloodtooth smiles. He turns to the smaller goblin.
"Well? You heard her, go tell them!" Bloodtooth looks almost excited at the prospect of making the Malfoys wait. They must have pissed him off one time too many. "He turns back to me, grudging respect in his eyes. "Now, about those rings…"
Line break – Gringotts Lobby
Lucius Malfoy does not like to wait, nor is he used to it. He is used to getting what he wants when he wants it because he's a Malfoy. So when the little upstart goblin tells him that Bloodtooth is in an appointment and he has to wait the first time, he was annoyed and threatened the goblin into going back there and announce their presence or else. Bloodtooth will have to let them in, he can't chance losing one of Gringott's richest clients. Malfoy smirks as he sees the little goblin hurrying back to them; but it drops as he hears its words.
"Bloodtooth is in an appointment and you have to wait." The elder Malfoy narrows his eyes while the younger just looks bored.
"Listen, I am one of the richest clients this bank has. You can rest assured that if you offend me I will complain and you will lose your job. Now let me in, and kick out his current appointment."
"I will not kick out his current appointment. We will most certainly lose her if I do. And we cannot lose our richest client. Please wait in the waiting room." And the smirking midget walks away. The audacity! I want to know who this person is. There are not many who are richer than me, and none of them are as worthy of it. Lucius Malfoy goes to sit in the room the goblin gestured toward to sulk. Lucius Malfoy does not like being blown off, Lucius Malfoy is more important than whoever is in that office, and last, but not least, Lucius Malfoy does not like to wait. But wait he does.
Line break – Bloodtooth's Office
I close my eyes and put my head between my legs, trying to stop the world from spinning around in circles and my breakfast from making a reappearance on Bloodtooth's carpet. That last ring took a lot out of me. Then again, the Slytherins are the oldest family of the bunch. Now the only Ladyship left to claim is the one attached to the Grey Circlet. Said circlet sits innocently on the table as I open my eyes. Mocking me with the knowledge that the worst is yet to come. There is no doubt in my mind than there is more power contained in that circlet than in all of my other rings combined.
I heard Bloodtooth ask if I wanted to continue, and against my better judgment, I shook my head in the affirmative. He picked up the circlet with both hands and a type of stillness settled in the air, as if the world had been holding its breath for this moment. (AN: I was going to stop here, but I decided not to be so mean since it's been a while since I updated.)The moment the circlet fully rested on my head, the spell was broken and all chaos reigned. The world spun in fractured sections as knowledge poured into my head all at once and all too fast. I caught mere images as they sped past me; how to make someone feel as if they're burning from the inside out; how to call hellhounds to me; how to travel through shadows. Bits and pieces of grey magic. Then I felt the energy. It was like someone was taking a funnel and pouring Greek ambrosia straight into my veins. Everything I was feeling went away: my hunger, my annoyance, my curiosity, my headache, my nausea, everything. I watched in detached fascination as the floor got farther away as I rose off the chair. I watched as silvery ropes of magic appeared around me in a spiderweb-like fashion. I reached out to tough the misty looking web and giggled. That tickled!
The web retracts into me and in that moment, time seems to freeze. I feel several ties in my mind breaking and I instinctively know that these are the blocks on my magic and various abilities. The dust motes in the air still and reflect the rays of muted sunlight coming from the window on the far side of the room. I throw my head back and revel in the feeling of peace and power that floods through me. All at once, the web explodes out of me and bounces off the walls. I float gently down to my seat, completely re-energized and calm. I feel healthier and happier than I have since before my parents died. Bloodtooth approaches me and bows lowly. I feel surprise run through me weakly. It's almost as if all of my emotions have been covered in cotton and muted so that they're almost nonexistent. Smothered in the great peace that fills me. But however weak my surprise, it must have shown on my face because he chuckled.
"Goblins are creatures of the Grey Void, which now bends to your will. Therefore, we bow to show our respect. Every goblin will stand and bow when we walk out of here for they felt the magic and know that the Grey Void has a new mistress. You answer to no one, but magic herself." I smile, pleased with this knowledge. Bloodtooth continues. "I also know that the appointing broke any remaining seals upon your person or your magic. You may feel a little disoriented for a couple hours. Expect Lady Magic to visit your dreams tonight. Just so you know, your glamours came off during the ceremony." Oh well, better to not have the Greengrasses know I'm a magical creature and just have them think it was my Inheritence. "Shall I escort you to the lobby, My Lady?"
"That would be very much appreciated, Bloodtooth." I reply in an airy voice. I see a couple of winged creatures flying around his desk erratically: rearranging things and carrying them around. I giggle, I'll tell him before I leave. Then they can have their fun, but Bloodtooth's desk doesn't get too mixed up. I take the offered arm and we walk down the hall toward the lobby, me stumbling the first few steps. When we reach the lobby doors, Bloodtooth pushes them open; and we step out.
Line Break – Lucius Malfoy, Gringotts Lobby
Lucius Malfoy is not a patient man. In fact, many would say he is an impatient man. This is why he's pacing after only five minutes of sitting in a chair doing nothing. Draco looks up at his father wearing a hole in the floor from where he's sitting and reading a magazine.
"Will you calm down? It's been five minutes." He inquires calmly.
"No, I will not 'calm down'." He snaps.
"Alright, geez." Draco Malfoy goes back to his article on inflated broom prices. Draco Malfoy and his father were acquitted of all crimes due to the blood debt Potter owed to his mother. Although afterwards, Draco talked with Harry and they, what's that Muggle saying? Oh yeah. They 'buried the hatchet'. While his father is still set against muggleborns Draco has no problem with them. In fact, he will admit out loud to people that the muggleborn Hermione Granger is the brightest witch of the age, much to his father's chagrin.
Ten minutes pass in relative silence... Draco lifts his head from the page as the lobby door open and there is a collective scraping back of chairs. Draco is surprised to see all the goblins standing. He is even more surprised when they bow deeply to the cloaked figure in the doorway. The figure smiles and merely leans over to the goblin standing next to her and says
"There are a lot of wrackspurts in this room." She turns to the goblins. "Well met, goblins. Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again!" The goblins repeat the last part and sit down, going back to attending to their startled clients. Draco is confused as the woman walked out the doors. Who was she? Why did the goblins react to her like that? Why did his father look like he'd seen a ghost?
"Mr. Malfoy? Bloodtooth is ready for you now." Lucius looks back at his son waiting for him to follow. Draco merely shakes his head and sit back further in his chair.
"Go without me, I need to think."
AN: Alright! Another chapter! I'm sorry for the late update, but school has started (queue depressing music) and I'm moving so it's been chaotic. But I got this down and out for you guys and I'm really happy with how it turned out. I hope you guys are too.
Please R&R. Your reviews make my day!
-MW
Post-Edited AN: I didn't change this chapter much because I love it too much! :D I hope you guys love it too.