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Grey Powerful Harry. Smart Harry. Bisexual Harry. Harry/Neville. Luna/Hermione. Some Dumbledore bashing. Some Weasley bashing. Cannon divergence "speech" {thought }
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Chapter Four: The Goblins
As the pair made its way to the bank Harry began to wonder if the people around him also knew his story and why they never did anything to help him. If he was their saviour they why couldn't one of the many families in the alley take him in. Why did he have to live with the Dursley's and why did no one care? Finally they got to the bank and Harry marvelled at the sight. The white marble building was tall and gleamed in the early morning sunlight.
" What is this place called?" Harry asked.
"Gringott." Tom replied.
Walking up the marble steps Harry continued to stare at the building and it's beautiful wooden doors until his eyes drift to the Goblins to the side, as he looks something inside him kicks in as if magic itself is telling him to bow to them. So as they are about to walk through the door we stop and bow to the Goblins. This shocks the Goblins and they wonder who would bow to them. They continue into the bank. They go up to one of the tellers. As the teller notices them Harry bows and makes sure to keep his voice clear as he asks to see the Potter accounts.
"You would like to see the Potter accounts and just who may you be." The Goblin asked in a gnarled voice.
"I am Harry James Potter sir."
At this the Goblin looked shocked not only had the Potter boy bowed to him but he was in the bank in the first place. The Goblin had not expected him until later.
"Ok mister Potter I will need proof you are who you say you are." The Goblin said.
"What kind of proof?" Harry Questioned.
"Your key will do you some of your blood."
"What key."
"Your vault key."
"I don't have one."
"Yes you do. Albus Dumbledore should have given it to you."
"Who is Albus Dumbledore."
"Your magical guardian."
"My What."
"Ok mister potter I am going to take you to your account keeper because there is a lot that you need to be told and a lot that needs to be fixed.
With this they are taken to the office of another Goblin. Along the way the teller thinks of all the things that mister Potter had said there were things that just didn't make sense this need to be fixed now and hopefully the boy would remain the polite young man that had bowed to them because no one had done that in a very long time. Maybe the legend was about to come true.
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