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Harry watched as a familiar goblin stepped into the room.

"Welcome to Gringotts Mr. Potter" The goblin said. "My name is Griphook, I don't know if you remember, but…"

"You were the goblin that took me to my vault when I first got here, yeah I remember. Good to see you too!" Harry joked.

Griphook smiled. Harry took this moment to check his surroundings. He was in a chair in an office. The desk and cabinets in front of him were goblin-sized, meaning small, but still tall. It all looked amazing, with intricate moldings and delicate trimmings. Gold was everywhere. The small office itself would have cost a small fortune.

Harry turned his attention back towards Griphook, who had started speaking again. "Allow me to introduce Ragnok, he can help you with what needs to be done." Harry was confused, what needed to be done? "He doesn't normally work with wizards, but is willing to make an acceptation under these circumstances." Circumstances, what circumstances?

Another goblin entered, Harry figured this must be Ragnok. He was taller than Griphook, but still half Harry's height. He looked meaner and older than the other, with a longer, graying beard, and lots more wrinkles. The door closed behind him, leaving just the two of them in the office. Harry finally gathered up the courage to speak.

"Hello Mr. Ragnok," the goblin looked almost pleased at being addressed as such. "If I may ask a few questions?"

"Of course Mr. Potter, but be quick about it. We have much to do, and oh so little time."

"First off, please call me Harry. Mr. Potter makes me sound old."

"Of course Harry. If you would like, you may call me Ragnok."

"Thank you, Ragnok." Harry was unsure where he learned how to speak so formally, but felt he needed to continue, otherwise he may accidentally offend someone. "I was wondering how I came to be here, last I remember-TOM! Oh my god! When I got here did you see a little boy with me, looked a lot like me? Black hair, very pale…" Harry's voice increase in volume and speed as his worry grew.

"Calm down Harry, your son is fine. He's in one of our waiting rooms. He will be content for the time being."

"My son-?" Harry started, confused at the title. Surely the goblins would know better than to call Tom his son. Not only was he too young, didn't they have devices to tell if someone was really a blood relative or not?

"Now, as to the matter of your arrival…" Ragnok interrupted. "It is most peculiar. We called you here as of Gringotts protocol. It had been 48 hours, and you had not replied to any of the letters we had sent…"

"Letters?"

"Yes, letters, and by the surprised look on your face you did not receive any of your letters in your younger years, right after you got your first Hogwarts letter. Did you receive such a letter?"

"No, I…"

"Just as I feared, I'm afraid somebody has been intercepting your mail. Do you have any idea of who might do such a thing?"

"Not really, are you sure…"

"Harry, I must ask a few more questions to better understand this situation. If what I am thinking is true, Gringotts has a lot of work to do. Do you have any idea what you own?"

"Um… my school stuff, my one vault…"

"ONE VAULT! My, my, this is worse than I feared." The goblin looked worried and had his head in his hands. "Harry?" He questioned slowly. "How many withdrawals from this bank account have you made?"

"Just the one right before each school year. Ragnok, what is the problem?"

"The problem, Harry, is that you are a Potter, and should have AT LEAST 3 more vaults to your name. Have you ever taken an inheritance test? Ever?"

Harry was more confused than ever. "No, what's an inheritance test?"

Ragnok looks furious, if a goblin can look as such. He walked to one of the filing cabinents, grumpling incoherently, and pulled out a piece of paper and a quill.

"This, Harry, is a blood quill. Do you know what it is?"

Harry paled. Of course he did. He had the scars to prove it. "yes"

"Have you ever used one before?"

"Y-yes"

"Really," Ragnok looked surprised. "Do you know, Harry, that it is illegal for a minor to use a blood quill unless they are signing a legal document?"

"No, I didn't" Harry said, looking up.

"Well, we can deal with that later. Right now I need you to sign this paper at the top. It will show you if you have any spells, potions, or other Hazards on you right now. It will also show you what families you descend from and what vaults, heirlooms, and properties you have a hold of. Because your parents are no longer with us, you are at an age where you may lay claim to all of these."

"Okay?" He replied, still trying to get a grasp on what that all meant. Slowly, he picked up the quill and wrote his name at the top of the paper. His hand stung, but no letters appeared. He watched as the paper glowed for a second before an invisible hand started writing in thin, black ink. It reached the end of the paper. It seemed to realize there was no room left, for the paper started to lengthen to make room for the tin, loopy writing. Pretty soon, 10 feet of it filled up the desk. Then, it all stopped and rolled up into a scroll.

Harry picked up the scroll and began to read.

He was shocked at the contents. His head started to swirl, but he kept reading.

Harry Potter

"Harrison James Potter"

Parents:

Lily Potter (Evans)

Jamison Potter

Children (If any):

Tom Marvalo Riddle-Potter (Blood ritual)

Harmful spells/ potions/ other (If any):

Loyalty Spell (Albus Dumbledore)

Loyalty Spell (Ron Weasley)

Loyalty Spell (Hermione Granger)

Confession Spell (Albus Dumbledore)

Confession Spell (Molly Weasley)

Love Potion (Ginny Weasley)

Block Spell (Magic)

Block Spell (Knowledge)

Block Spell (Strength)

Block Potion (Magic)

Block Potion (Knowledge)

Block Potion (Strength)

Hatred Spell (Dark Arts)

Hatred Spell (Draco Malfoy)

Hatred Spell (Lucius Malfoy)

Memory Charm (several occurrences)

Stunting Spell (Albus Dumbledore)

Appearance Spell (Albus Dumbledore)

Depression Spell (Albus Dumbledore)

Doubt Spell (Albus Dumbledore)

There were several more, but the one that caught Harry's eye was at the bottom.

SOUL HAZARD! (Seek source help immediately!)

Houses:

House of Potter

House of Black

House of Evans

House of Gaunt

And it continued for several feet, until something caught his eye.

House of Gryffindor

House of Slytherin

House of Hufflepuff

House of Ravenclaw

Harry couldn't believe it. He was heir to all four houses! What did that mean? And why House of Slytherin, wasn't that Voldemort? He looked up to voice his thoughts to Ragnok.

"I take it you have many questions Harry? If I may…" Ragnok asked, holding out his hand to take the scroll.

Harry nodded and held it out for him to take. As he read down, Harry watched his eyes get larger and larger. Not even a quarter of the way down he jumped up and grabbed Harry by the arm. Running out the door, he pulled Harry into a large room with strange symbols along the floor and walls.

"Harry, this is very important!" Ragnok said hurriedly. " I need you to stand here while I activate the right runes. This may sting, but it is needed. This spell may turn fatal at any time. I will explain further when it is done!" And with that, Ragnok ran around the room, touching certain parts of the wall. He was done within the minute.

Harry watched as Ragnok ran out and the walls began to glow.