A/N: Thank you all for the reviews that I received for my first chapter!

I do realize that Harry has a ton of power and money in this fic and that level is totally unrealistic. This story is my first and I am just writing whatever comes to mind. I know that some reactions and dialogue are unrealistic and I know that I do have terrible grammar and spelling. I am warning you now: THERE ARE A TON OF MISTAKES IN THIS FIC AS I AM STILL LOOKING FOR A BETA!

Mushie: Oh hush, you have a beta now.

Voices: yeah, I do. So, disregard the WORDS I TYPED WHEN I FORGOT THE CAPS LOCK WAS ON.

One more thing, I realize that I seem to have a limited vocabulary and I do not describe reactions and scenery very well. I do have a large vocabulary (no, I am not just inflating my already large ego), though I do not use it. I also can be very eloquent when writing, but sometime I simply do not have the patience. There are examples of, in my opinion, well described scenes in my works, another of which I have posted, "You Must Reap What You Sow". Please check it out and let me know what you think.

As per suggestion, I have decided to do away with:

'thoughts'

"dialogue"

~parseltongue~

{mind-speak to familiars}

~~~~-scene change-~~~~

I will simply say whether something is mind-speak, dialogue or parseltongue. However, thoughts will always be 'thoughts'.

beta: Lord Mushie

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I make any money from the writing of this story.

'Ow, what the fuck was that? I feel like I've been trampled on by a herd of hippogriffs!'

"What the fuck was that?" 'Oops, did I say that out loud?'

"That, Lord Emrys, was the blackout from placing the Dark lordship ring on your finger. You will notice that you have grown a couple of inches, and you are more powerful. The throbbing you feel all over your body is from growing so much in a matter of minutes. Normally, the Dark lordship blackout lasts at least two hours, if not more. Yours lasted merely fifty-four minutes. I have a pain potion ready for you, if you would like one."

"Yes, thank you, Griphook. Why did you call me 'Lord Emrys'?"

"When one addresses a lord of multiple houses, one always uses the name of the oldest house he is lord of."

Griphook handed Harry a potion bottle filled with a disgustingly pink-colored potion. Harry decided to down it in one go, and swallowed the potion. 'Why do potions always have to taste like shit?'

"Now, Lord Emrys, you will notice many changes. The most notable of them being the voices you will hear when you exit this room. Because you are a Natural Legilimens, you will be able to hear people's thoughts, even though Occlumency barriers. Before you leave my office, I recommend that you erect mind shields so that you do not have to hear the chatter of others' minds. Let us move to my office so that we can discuss the wills."

Having said that, Griphook got up from his chair by the table and proceeded out the door and into his office. Harry followed him and sat down in the chair he had occupied an hour before.

"If I can hear anyone's thoughts, how come I cannot hear yours?"

"Goblins have figured out a way to imbue the jewelry and objects we forge with magic. One of these magics is an ability suppressor. I am wearing one, and therefore you cannot see into my mind. We goblins wear these because our minds do not have the capability to erect Occlumency shields, and, therefore, we need an artificial means of protection. Which will would you like to hear first, Lord Emrys?"

"Can we read my parents' wills first? I don't think I can handle Siri's yet…"

Griphook took three boxes out of a cabinet that had just appeared. The boxes were all black with silver inscriptions: Lily Luna Potter nee Parkinson, James Charlus Potter, and Sirius Orion Black. Griphook opened the box labeled with Harry's mother's name, and took out an orb filled with a swirling green mist inside. If Harry was to guess at the color, he would say it was the same shade of green as his mother's eyes. Griphook tapped the orb with a claw, "Place a drop of blood on the orb, Lord Emrys."

Having done what he was told, an image of Lily appeared out of the mist.

I, Lily Luna Potter nee Parkinson, being of sound mind and body, do declare this my last will and testament.

To Remus John Lupin, I leave a sum of five hundred galleons. Go get some new clothes, Moony, you deserve them. Also, please help Dumb and Dumber care for my baby; I want Harry to have at least one sensible influence on him while he grows up.

To Sirius Orion Black, I leave one final request: please help Remus and James take care of Harry. He always thought you were the funniest of us.

To Severus Tobias Snape, I leave a sum of five hundred galleons. Go by your potions ingredients; I know how much you love them. I also wanted to say what I never got to: I'm sorry. I know what I did because of a little slip was an overreaction, and I regret it every day. Please forgive me, Severus.

To Albus Perceval Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, I leave these words: stop trying to control Harry. It will do you no good in the end.

To Peter Pettigrew, I leave these parting words: I know it was you.

To Hadrian James Potter, I leave all of my personal photo albums.

All of my other worldly possession I leave to my spouse, James Charlus Potter.

Should my spouse die before me, I leave my worldly possessions to my son, Hadrian James Potter.

Should neither I nor my husband be able to care for Hadrian, custody should go to:

Sirius Orion Black, godfather

Bellatrix Druella Lestrange nee Black, godmother

Remus John Lupin

Severus Tobias Snape

Minerva McGonagall

Narcissa Lily Malfoy nee Black

Tom Marvolo Riddle

Should none of the above people be able to care for my son, he should be adopted into a neutral wizarding family. Under no circumstances should Albus Perceval Wulfric Brian Dumbledore obtain custody of my son, and under no circumstances should my son ever be allowed to meet my adopted sister, Petunia Violet Dursley nee Evans, or her family.

Here ends the last will and testament of Lily Luna Potter nee Parkinson. Remember, Harry, no matter what, I will always love you.

By the time Lily's will had finished, Harry was starting to get angry. He wanted to know how Dumbledore had been able to get his hands on Harry, so he asked Griphook precisely that.

"The blood of the next of kin is necessary to open the will so it can be read. The night your parents were killed, Dumbledore took you away into the muggle world, and you have not responded to the letters we have sent you since you began at Hogwarts."

"What letters?"

"Every month, we sent you a letter requesting your presence at Gringott's so we could unseal the wills and have them read."

"I never got those letters…"

"I would imagine that your esteemed Headmaster," Griphook sneered," has been interfering. This is precisely what he did all those years ago with Mr. Riddle…"

"What do you mean?"

"It is not my place to tell you the affairs of other clients, Lord Emrys. You will have to ask him yourself. Now, your mother also asked that we deliver you a letter."

Griphook went back into the filing cabinet and retrieved an envelope. On it was a wax seal, a doe reading a book. "Place a drop of blood on the wax seal."

Having done so, the wax and envelope dissolved leaving the letter in Harry's hands.

30 October, 1981

Harry,

I am sorry that I am not able to tell you these things in person. Soon, someone will be coming to kill us, and we do not know when it will be. Knowing Dumbles, he will probably try to tell you lies about us and who we work for. Let us start this story at the beginning:

I was born into the Parkinson line, and I am a pureblood witch. I did not know this because when I was born, my parents had me tested for magic. Apparently there was a false negative, so they thought that I was a squib, though I am not. I was placed in a muggle orphanage, where I was adopted at an early age by the Evans'. I grew up in a muggle town, but I started showing signs of magic. My parents were so proud of me, but my adopted sister, Petunia, was jealous.

One day, in a field, I was showing Petunia a trick I learned with a daisy, when she called me a freak and ran away. A boy by the name of Severus came up to me; we talked, and became fast friends. I learned of his home life- he had an abusive muggle father and a mother who wouldn't do anything to help him. When both of us received our Hogwarts letters, we were elated- me because I would be able to learn more, and Severs because he would be able to get away from his parents. When we got to Hogwarts, and he was a Slytherin and I a Gryffindor, we managed to continue being friends. However, your father and his friends decided they wanted to be bullies. They tormented Snape all throughout school.

When I was in my third year, I was approached by Cassius Parkinson. He told me that I was his older sister, and he brought me a copy of his family tapestry to prove his claim. I took the rest of the year to think it over, and I decided I should find out the truth. I went to Gringott's and asked to see my family tree. Cassius was right. When I began my fourth year, I sought out Cassius, told him what I had done, and asked to meet our family. He talked to our parents, and in the end, I spent Yule holidays with them. We talked about our lives, and they apologized for leaving me with the muggles. They asked if I wanted to stay with them from then on, but I decided that Sev needed me over the summer, as a way to retreat from his abusive household, so I declined their offer.

In my fifth year, James, Sirius, Remus and Peter played a bad prank on Sev, and he was so livid and embarrassed that he called me a mudblood and told me to stay away. I never forgave him until after school for that. It was my fault that he decided to join Voldemort, since he thought we were the epitome of Light.

After Hogwarts, James and I were neutral, but we leaned slightly Dark. Dumbledore wanted control; he thought that people were not giving him enough power and attention since he had defeated Grindelwald. However, this was caused by his partial insanity. You see, Dumbles and Grindelwald were lovers during their Hogwarts years, and Grindelwald was a Dark wizard. Dumbles believed that Dark meant evil, and that is not true. Dark and Light are determined by intent. You can use Light spells to kill, and Dark ones for mercy. For example, Avada Kedavra is a painless death; you can give a friend dying a painful death mercy by killing them painlessly. Or, you can use Accio, a Light spell, to cause pain, by Accio'ing nails, or one's heart from their body. However, this is off topic.

Dumbles and Grindelwald loved each other, but when Dumbles was forced to kill his one and only love, it caused him to go partially insane. It is the cause for all of his quirks, and he tries to distract himself from his grief using the power that the Wizarding World gives him. When we learned the reasons behind Dumbles's plans, we decided to seek refuge behind Voldemort, so we could be safe from him and his Order. Unfortunately, Dumbles found us out, and we were forced into hiding. We wanted Sirius to be our Secret Keeper, but at the last moment, he backed out, so we ended up choosing Pettigrew. Earlier today, we heard that Pettigrew had defected and told Dumbles the Secret. We know that we won't last long, especially with Dumbles spouting his fake prophecy. He is insane with power lust, and he will not give up. I fear that if he kills us, he will try to keep you under his thumb. Don't let him, Hadrian. Seek out Voldemort, and ask him to keep you hidden. Dumbledore is the bad guy, not Tom. Don't trust him.

I will watch over you, Hadrian. I love you,

Mum

Harry was having a hard time keeping his anger in check. He wanted to go and seek Dumbledore out and kill the bastard. But, he managed to stop himself.

"Would you like to move on now, Lord Emrys?"

"Yes."

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