CHAPTER ONE: THE LETTER

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"!German!"

"Talking"

'Thinking'

music

~porsletongue~

•Japanese•

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# mind link#

Russian

《Me talking》

Mirror/fire calls

Letters/books

!Holwers!

Arbic

French

Itilian

Greek

sound

Vietnamese

¡Gobbledegook¡

click click click "!Father!" said a soft voice. "!what is it that you need my little raven!" said a deep muscular voice."!The letter come!" Said the voice of the first person with a scowl on their face. There was silence for a little while "!Harry my little raven you know you have to go!". Harry just kept quiet with a scowl on his face "!I dont want to go to that school father!" he said with venom "!I know my little raven, I know but you have to!" said the man. "!You will have to visit the goblins to see your estates from your birth parents!" said the deep muscular voice. Harry let out a sigh "!Fine father if I must go I will!" He said while crossing his arms over his chest. Harry then turns around and walks away. "!...*sigh* this will be a long journey for you my son and I'm sorry, but he cant get supposition!" said the man while he looked out the window. Harry went to the fireplace and through in some flo powder "!Gringotts Wizarding Bank, London!" after he said that the fire flared.

IN GRINGOTTS

The goblins where doing their day to day lives. Running deposits, sneering at witches and wizards, dealing with money. The normal every day things in a bank. Until the fire flared up and out come this beautiful person with bright jade eyes and long dark curly hair that is as dark as a raven. The person wasn't that tall. They were only 5"4' but the height was now 5"5' because they were wearing high heels. They are wearing a dark green dress that goes to their knees and their high heels are just below the dress. The heels were a dark grey almost black. The dress was a little flowy. The person was for better words drop dead gorgeous. They looked around with a look of indifference. They started walking up to an empty bank teller. "¡Greetings master goblin, may your gold over flow¡" the soft voice of the person that came in a minute a go said with a dip of their head. The goblin teller's eyes widen just a fraction. No wizard has ever treated them with respect or spoke in their native tongue. "¡ And may the boold of your enemies ever flow. How may I be of service to you¡" the goblin said with a little less of a scowl on their face. "¡I would like to make a deposit from my trust valuet and would like to talk to my account manager please¡" the soft voice said. The voice sounded like an angel when they spoke. "¡Name and do you have your key¡" the goblin said. "¡I do not have my key for a melding old fool has it and my name is Harry Potter¡". The Goblin's eyes widen in surprised. The person in front of him is Harry Potter but then realized what the young man said. "¡What do you mean by 'melding old fool has it' heir Potter¡". Harry just looked at him and said "¡Dumbledore has my key and I would like a new key made if you would be so kind¡". Now the goblin understood and he sneered. The goblins have always hated the old man. "¡Of course heir Potter now give me you hand and I will take three drops of blood¡". Harry nodded and gave the goblin his hand. The goblin priked his finger and took three drops of blood. After a minute the key was done and the goblin handed it to Harry. "¡Griphook¡" the goblin called out. "¡Yes¡" came the reply of another goblin coming in. "¡Griphook I would like you to take heir potter to his trust valuet then take him to his account manager¡" the goblin said. The now identified goblin looked at the wizard. Griphook nodded his head. "¡Please follow me heir potter¡" Griphook said while turning around and started walking down the corridor. Harry started after the goblin. After getting his money and going back up Griphook lead Harry to his account manager. "¡Heir Potter please wait in here for your account manager¡". Harry nodded to Griphook and started to look around. The room was quite interesting. There was weapons on the walls. As well as wands. There was pictures of wars. The weapons consent of swords, clubs, bow and arrows, daggers, throughing stars, wips, chains with a ball at the end of it, steel claws, axes, and hammers. The wand was different from what wizards/witches have so he is 99% sure that it is goblin made. Then Harry hears a door to the side open. He looks over to see a goblin. He was at least to Harrys waist and he had sharp teeth and bettle like eyes. "Hello heir Potter my name is Bloodclaw the account manager of the most ancient and noble house of Potter." The goblin now know as Bloodclaw said. "¡Hello Bloodclaw may your gold over flow¡" Harry said to the goblin with a dip of his head. Blood claw was surprised. He heard of the Potter heir knowing gobbledygook but hearing it himself was different. Clearing his throat Blood claw started to speak "¡So heir Potter what can I do for you?¡". Harry took a seat in front of the goblin gracefully. "¡I would like anything dealing with my estates and to make Dumbledore no longer my magical guardian¡" harry said with an indifference look. Bloodclaw just looked at the Potter heir. "Heir Potter we have been sending monthly letters to you about your estates¡". Harry's face was unreadable but he was Furious on the inside. 'That blasted old melding fool trying to make me his weapon. No way in the seven rings of hell am I allowing that!' Harry took a breath "¡Bloodclaw I have not received anything about my estates¡" Harry said with a scowl. Blood claw was livid. He knows he sent those out and the potter heir is not receiving them. Something odd is going on here and Blood claw did not like it. Harry was sitting there thinking about all the ways to ruin Dumbledore and the Dursley's. Well only Petunia, Vernon, and aunt Marge. Harry could never hurt Dudley. Contrary to what others thought Harry and Dudley are extremely close. Dudley has always saw harry as a mother figure than his actual mother. And Harry saw him as his own child. Oh how Harry missed him. "¡well heir potter I will look into it and the second part as well¡" Harry just nodded to him. Then Harry remembered something. His grandmother was a lawyer. And a damn good one. Deroa Black was the best lawyer. "¡Bloodclaw can you look for any betrothals from my grandmother Deroa Black¡". Bloodclaw's eyes widen in surprised. He had forgotten that she was his grandmother. So he snapped his fingers and a contract appeared. Bloodclaw read the contract and saw that it was incomplete. The more he read he saw how the betrothal was between. The Blacks and the lestranges have been trying to get the family's together. Well only lestranges have. This may be the only way to help Harry and Lord Conves's sons are in Azkaban. He has been trying to get his sons a trail/out of Azkaban. Rodolpho lestrange wouldn't be able to fillful the contract because he is married to Bellatrix lestrange nee Black. But Rabastan lestrange could. He was unmarried. "¡Heir Potter I would have to set up a meeting with Lord Lestrange with his youngest son for the betrothal. You can come back tomorrow¡" Harry was not dumb. He knew who Rabastan Lestrange is and what he did but he didn't care. He thought that Azkaban was inhumane and should change the way it was ran. "¡Ok Bloodclaw and thank you for the help. Have a good day¡" Harry got up and left the room and headed for the flo network. "!Home is in Gremany!". The fire flared and he was home once more. He sighed and went to go make dinner for his family and turn in for the night and be prepared for tomorrow.

TO BE CONTINUED