A/N Thank you once again to all the people who reviewed/favorite/put this story on alert. Keep them coming, they inspire me to write. I'm sorry it's been a few days, but I've been lazy and busy at the same time. I've had terrible writers block, also. =D!
O.K. so, from now on, Parseltoungue will look like *this in these things whatever they're called…*
Now, after another consecutive author's note, enjoy the story before I bore you to death.
Greenscales Chapter 3
Harry went up the aisle of the Gringotts entrance hall. There were desks lining the sides with a goblin manning each. He walked straight up to the front desk and stood there, silent, stoically. He kept like that for a few minutes, that is, until he got impatient. Hey, seven year olds can't stay still that long.
"Ahem," he said in a fake deep voice the made him sound really weird.
The goblin looked up, "Yes?"
"Hello, good Sir. I would like to make a withdrawal from my account."
"Have you your key?" the goblin asked gruffly.
"Sorry, I haven't, Mr, uhh; umm…What did you say your name was again?" Harry asked.
"I didn't. My name is Locksteel, and in the event that you do not have your vault key, you will have to take an identity test to access your account."
"That's quite alright, Locksteel," Harry told the goblin.
"Right this way, then." He would never admit it, but Locksteel was astonished that the wizard had used his own name. That never happened. Then again, this was Harry Potter he was talking…or rather thinking about. Yes, he knew his customer was Harry Potter, the famous Boy-Who-Lived in the wizarding world.
Locksteel led Harry deep down into the passages under Gringotts. It was quite dark and damp, but Harry was okay with that.
Finally, they arrived in a room. The walls were a gray slate of stone and were quite bland. Cracks flowed up, down, and horizontally, across the slates of wall. In the middle of the room stood a simple wooden table and two chairs, one on either side of the table. A bowl that looked to be made out of royal Chinese jade was on the table.
If you could just prick your finger, all we will need is three drops of blood. Harry used a Muggle pushpin that Locksteel offered him and pricked the fourth finger on his left hand. Using his other hand, Harry massaged the blood out of the finger so that three drops came out and landed inside the jade bowl.
The goblin brought out a piece of parchment. After placing it on the table, Locksteel poured the blood over the parchment, spreading it along its surface. With that, he place Harry's palm over the piece of parchment. Then, he began to chant:
"Me montrer l'héritage vrai," Locksteel chanted over and over again. On the seventh round of Locksteel chanting the sentence, Harry saw it glow a silvery colour. As the light faded, thin, spindly lines weaved their way across the surface with emerald green ink.
It read:
Harry Potter, son of James Potter and Lily Potter-Evans
Born: 31 July, 1980
Died: 31 October, 1981
Re-born: 31 October, 1981
Inheritance: Noble and most Ancient House of Potter (Father, James Potter's side)
Potter Trust Vault [Activated summer of 1990 3,000 Galleons added per year until Hogwarts Graduation (1998)]
Evans account (Muggle bank, from mother, Lily Potter nee Evans' side)
Account sums:
Main Potter Vault-7,870,337 Galleons, 7 Sickles and 3 Knuts
Potter Trust Vault- 3,000 Galleons per year beginning summer of 1990 (not including anything withdrawn upon account's activation)
Evans Account-Unknown amount check Muggle bank, "Bank of Scotland"
Harry stared at the paper with a blank mask on. Not all too surprising, though, he had to admit, he hadn't expected the Muggle Evans account to show up on the inheritance/identity paper. Heck, he didn't even know he had it! The other two weren't as surprising. It was, of course, expected that he was of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter. He had also suspected that his parents would give him some sort of trust account so that he could learn money management (basically not overspending and assuring that he would have enough money for school if he somehow didn't get his inheritance) before allowing him to take control of the Main Potter Vault.
He, however, was about to ruin the whole idea of using the trust vault until he graduated idea.
He asked, "Soooo, you wouldn't mind if I cancelled the trust vault, allowing that money to stay in the main vaults would you?"
"Of course not, Mr. Potter. I would not mind in the slightest," Locksteel replied.
"Great, I would like to visit my main vault soon, but first I have a little question for you," stated Harry. "If I wanted to become emancipated, would that be possible? For an underage wizard to be relieved from the trace"
"Yes," said Locksteel.
"Then let it be so," Harry announced.
Harry was told to repeat the same processes of blood distribution as was so for the last ritual performed. Locksteel, once again, pulled out a piece of parchment and set it on the table. He poured the blood on the parchment. Then, Locksteel said a series of words that were very well incoherent to Harry, almost as if he was speaking Gibberish. Harry would later find out from Greenscales that what he was speaking was Gobbledegook and the phrase roughly translated to this: Be free of binds to the magical core, allow it to reign free.
Harry felt as though something was compressing around his stomach and chest. The feeling held for a few moments, eventually passing. To Harry, it felt as though a great weight had been lifted off of his shoulders, and he felt freer and lighter than he ever had before. Almost as if rumbling, dark, cold thunderheads had retreated from him.
"Great, thanks!" he exclaimed, "I feel so much better. Now, if you could please take me to vault?"
"Of course Mister Potter," Locksteel answered.
He took Harry down through some tunnels, and, eventually, they arrived in a room with a cart. They boarded and were immediately launched into a rollercoaster ride through various passages. They arrived in front of three vaults. One was labelled 829, the other was labelled 830, and the last was 831. The goblin walked straight up to vault 830. Holding out a finger, he stroked it 3 times, and the vault opened. Harry walked inside and took out a velvet pouch. He quickly filled it with a variety of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts.
The two left the vault and went back to the main hall of Gringotts. Harry thanked Locksteel again and proceeded to leave the bank, the handsome man from The Leaky Cauldron following him all the way.
Greenscales, Greenscales, Greenscales
Harry did as he had promised and bought himself some new clothes from Madame Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. He was tempted to go inside the broom shop, but restrained himself.
Harry then went into a supplies shop. There, he obtained a bag with an undetectable extension charm. It looked very much like a Muggle rucksack. As the bag was extended, it could fit everything he needed to in it, and nobody would know that it held all the supplies that he owned (which was quite a bit considering the size of his new wardrobe.
After getting his wardrobe and rucksack, he had one last piece of business to attend to in Diagon Alley-books.
He walked inside of Flourish and Blott's. Strolling around the shop, he searched through many titles. The books he picked up included some on becoming an animagus as well as other advanced Transfiguration books. He included some on charms, and other basic wizard subjects. He paid for the books and left the shop.
Greenscales, Greenscales, Greenscales
Despite that he was done with Diagon Alley, he was not yet done shopping. Harry wandered down the Alley until he reached his destination.
He turned down a smaller branch of the huge wizarding Shopping-Alley-Centre-Thingy. Knocturne Alley. He was interested in merely looking around, possibly buying something if it really sparked his interest.
He was rounding on a shop, when, suddenly, he was grabbed from behind and taken into a small nook. It was that weird man from the Leaky Cauldron.
"I know who you are," the man remarked coldly.
"I know who you are," Harry challenged, not that he really knew who the man was, "but first let's be sure you're not getting the wrong impression. I want to make sure that you have my name right. It's Jerry Greenwell," he enunciated.
"Pft! You can't fool me, Boy," he said pretty calmly," Your Harry Potter and there's no denying it." The man then waved his hand and Harry could tell that his Glamor had been removed.
"Now," the man started, "my name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. I'm guessing you don't recognise the name?"
*Of course I know who you are! Your Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord, Ruler of the Dark Side! How could I not know your name?* he rushed out in Parseltoungue.
*You're a Parselmouth!* Tom hiss-exclaimed in the same tongue.
*Of course I'm a Snake-Speaker. This is my pet snake, Greenscales,* Harry introduced.
*Hello, Greenscales. Well, Harry, I was just planning on killing you here, but-*
He was interrupted by Harry, *Well, that's nice! You meet someone and you try to kill them!*
Tom made a hissing noise that was not a coherent word in Parseltoungue. Then, he said, *As I was saying; now I changed my mind. Harry Potter, would you like to come and live with me as an adopted child?*
"Well, now that you mention it, I would love to!" Harry reverted back to English.
Greenscales, Greenscales, Greenscales
A/N So, what did you think of the chapter? Let me know by reviewing or by PMing me. I would really appreciate it! Also, I would like to know what you want Harry's name to be. I'm planning on changing the name within the next few chapters. So, let me know what you think with one of those methods up there ^ I also apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes. For some reason, I get this weird feeling that this chapter has a lot, but I can't be sure, so if you catch anything; let me know so that I may change it. I also apologize if Voldy sounds a bit OOC.