A/N: Total Goblin OC, (I think?) and Professor Snape is OC with Harry. Oh, and Tom Riddle or Voldemort or whatever you what to call him is the same age as Harry's parents.

Sorry I took so long. Had to do research, and some stuff that go with life happened. The money part is probably so unreal, but I wasn't sure how else to do that, and hey, it'll give me free rein with what I want to do later on.

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, and Happy New Years, Everybody!


Letter (Lily)

Letter (James)


This ~*/~*/~*/~*/~*/ means its separating letters and that kind of thing from the rest of the story.

If it came from the book, I will have a * before and after what was in the book.

Chapter 3: Gringotts Part 1

When they arrived at their destination, Harry said, "I hate that."

"Most people do, Mr. Potter." Professor Snape answered, "The first place we have to go is to Gringotts Wizarding Bank."

"Umm…but sir, I don't have any money. I don't think the Dursley's would allow me to have any of theirs."

"Oh, but, Mr. Potter, that's where you are wrong. Your parents' family, especially your father's, was rich, Very, very rich. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if you're one of the richest in our world."

"But then why…"

"Have you been living like you were?"

"Well, yes sir."

"Now that I can tell you," Professor Snape answered. "Have you ever been told what happened to your parents?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's good…"

"They died in a car crash." Harry said, than realized what he did. He flinched as if he was going to get hit. Uncle Vernon hated it when he was interrupted.

"Harry? Harry? Come on, son, I'm not going to hit you." He heard someone say. They kept talking to him, trying to bring him out of his flashback. When he was out of it, he felt arms around him, hugging him close. He'd never been comforted like this, and it feel good. He sighed as the professor went on.

"Car crash? Lily and James Potter? Never. Harry, they were killed by a bad wizard. That same night, you got…" Professor Snape stopped and looked at Harry's scar, for the first time, "that scar. A curse, that kills anyone hit with it automatically, hit you there. They never knew what hit to them. You survived because of your mother's protection."

"Wow." Harry said, "My mother did that…for me?"

"Yes, just for you Harry, just for you." Professor Snape said, before sighing and saying, "I hate to tell you this, but because of your mother's sacrifice, of her protection…you are called the boy who lived, among other things…but needless to say, you're famous in the Wizarding World."

"But it was because of my mum's sacrifice and protection that I'm here right now, talking to you." Harry said, thinking, 'and being held by you.' He snuggled deeper into his professor, hoping that he wouldn't mind.

"I know that Harry, and so do some others…but not everybody believes that." Professor Snape said.

"What's his name?"


"My parent's…killer."

"He's got several, 'You-Know-Who', 'He Who Must Not Be Named', and 'The Dark Lord',"

"What is his real name?"

"I'll only tell you once, I don't like saying it."

"Yes sir." Harry said, planning already to use this name, why be afraid of a name? It was just a name.

"Voldemort." Snape said, standing up, even though they were comfortable, they needed to get to Gringotts

Harry couldn't help it. He shivered. "Do you know what happened after that?"

"Yes, a half-giant got you from the house, and took you to your aunt's house. Professor Dumbledore left you on the house steps with a letter that explained what had happened."

"Let me get this straight…they left me on the door step…at 15 months old?"

"Yes, Harry, they did."

"They left a toddler that could get up and leave…on the doorstep." Harry repeated, aloud, but loud enough his professor could hear him.

"Yes, Mr. Potter, they did." Severus replied, "Your Godfather was supposed to take you."

"My Godfather?"

"Yes, his name is Sirius Black. He was supposedly the Secret Keeper of your parents and your house."

"Secret Keeper?"

"There is a spell that keeps the place a house is in a total secret. Your parents had this spell placed on your house. It's called the Fidelius Charm."

"Oh, and you don't believe he was?"

"No, I don't. I never have. I don't think he had it in him. However, I have no way of finding out one way or the other. He's in Azkaban Prison." Professor Snape said, before sighing, "I have to tell you the truth, Harry. I don't care for your Godfather, and I probably never will. Nevertheless, I don't think that he deserves to be in that place. Azkaban Prison is for the worst of the worst. They have Dementors, which can suck all good emotions out of you. The peace, hope and happiness you feel now, wouldn't be there if they were around right now."

"That's terrible. You haven't said, and I'd like to know...did he even get a trial?"

"No, unfortunately he didn't." Severus said, as they stopped in front of Gringotts Bank.

*'Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed,

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there'*

Harry read it, and decided right there and then to stay on the Goblins good side. They walked into the bank, and the first thing Harry saw was Goblins. They walked to a teller, and Harry said, "I'd like to talk to someone about my vaults, please." He'd done some quick thinking, and thought something seemed…odd. He was rich, apparently, but with the way he was raised, it didn't make sense. Not only that, but he was famous, but no letters? No, something didn't make sense.


"Harry Potter."

The Goblin leaned over and said, "If that is so, would you prove it?"

"Yes, but other than the scar, how would that work?"

"We have a test you can take, Mr. Potter." The Goblin said, "GRIPHOOK!"

Griphook came over, and they were lead to a room. They all sat down, and got right to the point.

"Mr. Potter, may I please see your hand, please? I'm going to take a few drops of your blood and we'll see if you're who you say you are. This will also tell you who you are a descendant of, how many vaults you own, and also what magical abilities you might have."

Harry nodded, and gave the Goblin his hand. At that point, Professor Snape said, "You can trust the Goblins with your blood, this time, Harry, but just be cautious, because blood in the Wizarding World can be used in potions and other material that's not safe. Always ask what they will use it for."

"Alright, thanks Professor Snape." Harry said, before turning to the Goblin and saying, "I just found out about the Wizarding World. You'll have to excuse me if I don't know anything, Sir."

Griphook just sneered and said nothing. Just then, the paper that they had used started to have writing on it. Harry and Griphook were the only ones looking at it. Professor Snape didn't want to look unless Harry asked him too.

Birth Name: Harrison James Riddle-Potter

Full Name: Harry James Potter Evans Riddle Black Peverell Merlin Le Fay Pendragon Slytherin Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Gryffindor

Date of Birth: July 31, 1980

Father: James Harold Potter

Father: Tom Marvolo Riddle

Mother: Lily Marie Potter

Descendant of:






Merlin (Also Known as Myrddin and Merlinus)

Le Fay






Magical Abilities:

Multi-Animagi (Blocked)

Beast-Speaker (Blocked)

Metamorphmagus (Partially blocked)

Parseltongue (Talking, Unblocked; Parselmagic, Blocked)

Flying (Blocked)

Legilimency (Blocked)

Occlumency (Blocked)

Wandless magic (Partially Blocked)

Elemental Magic (Water, Fire, Earth, Air) (All blocked)

Telepathic (Blocked)

Enhanced Memory (Partially blocked)

Dream Seer (Blocked)

Harry didn't know exactly what this meant, but he knew that the people he was a descendant of…now that was huge. However… "Why are some of these magical abilities blocked? I don't understand."

"Well," said Griphook, "I think someone put a spell on you to block them. We can check."

Harry nodded and said, "Do so. If you could also have them find out who did this to me…let me know."

"I will let them know if they can find out. I will send a memo now." Griphook said, sneering.

Shortly, and to Harry's shock and surprise, a human with red hair, not a Goblin, came into the room. He looked at Griphook, and said, "You called?"

"Yes. Look at Mr. Potter. He's got some magical abilities that have been blocked and maybe some other things…"

"Okay, Mr. Potter." He said, turning to Harry, "I'm going to need you to sit real still while I check you over."

"Alright." Harry said, sitting as still as possible.

The Medi-wizard, as Harry had found out that was what they were called in the Wizarding World, started swishing his wand this way and that, trying to find out what blocks Harry had on him. It was about 10 minutes and a lot of "Oh my gosh's" later, that the Medi-wizard finally finished, that he spoke to Harry, "After a lot of rechecking, I have determined that you have several blocks. On not only your magical abilities, but you have a few on your magic, along with compulsion charms, several loyalty and repulsion charms.

"They are weaker than they were, but still all are very strong. You've been obliviated a few times, and I think there was one charm cast on you when you were a baby, but I can't be sure. I'll have to get some help with that. It also looks like you are severally malnourished and you don't have any vaccinations from either muggle or magical world since you lived with you parents. Your vision will be easy to fix. It also looks like Dark Magic comes from your scar on your forehead."

Harry sighed and said, "If it's alright with my Professor, I want everything fixed right now. I don't want to leave until everything is finished." He looked at Griphook and said, "I also want an audit done on my entire account. If I'm correct in thinking that with everything done to my person, than something's got to be wrong with my accounts, I could be wrong through."

"Okay, I can do that." Griphook replied, "How do you know so much, Mr. Potter?"

"When your cousin has nothing else to do but to chase you and only stop when you get to the library and you're not allowed to ask questions…Books become your best friends ever. I've read many books. I'm a huge reader."

"That explains a lot." Professor Snape said. Harry cracked a grin and shrugged.

"Now, Mr. Potter, the first thing that's got to happen is for you to go with the Medi-wizard. The Dark Magic and the blocks have to be removed from your scar." Griphook said.

Harry nodded and went with the Medi-wizard, after handing Corin to Professor Snape. As they walked, the Medi-wizard told him what would happen, "I'm taking you to a place where we get dark magic out of things. There will be a ritual you will have to go through, and you'll be down for a while afterwards. While you are, we will take off the blocks that are on you."

A few hours, and lots of pain for Harry, later, the Medi-witch and Harry walked back into Griphook's office. Harry went to a chair and sat down. "That was very painful. I don't want to go through that again."

"What happened?" Professor Snape asked.

"I'll explain later," Harry replied, "Right now, I want to know how my account is."

"Do you know any Weasley's, Granger's, or Albus Dumbledore?"

"No, sir, I don't."

"Then you've been stolen from." Griphook said, sneering, and grabbing a piece of paper, and sent for the head of Gringotts. Soon, another Goblin walked in. Griphook introduced everyone, "Mr. Potter, Mr. Snape, this is the Head of Gringotts, Ragnok."

"Hello, Mr. Potter. I hear that there has been some issues wrong with your account?"

"Yes, sir. I don't know any Weasley's, Granger's, or an Albus Dumbledore." Harry replied.

"Which Weasley's was it?" Severus asked.

Seeing the look on Ragnok's face, Harry said, "I want to know, besides, I'm new to the Wizarding world, and I trust Professor Snape."

"It was Molly, and the youngest two." Ragnok said, after nodding to Harry.

"Why do you ask, Professor Snape?" Harry asked.

"I know Mr. Weasley, and I just can't see him, or the 3 oldest boys or the twins doing this."

"So, they were going to be paid to be my friends?"

"Yes, I'm afraid so." Griphook responded, "And they already are."

Harry looked down for a moment than back at Griphook and said, "Well then, they diffidently won't be friends with me." He turned back to the Goblins, "I want the money and whatever else they took back in my vaults, ASAP. I also want to know…did either of my parents leave a will?"

"Yes, I have that right here." Griphook said, "They did a joint. I also have a letter for both of you, from both of them."

We, James and Lily Potter nee Evans, declare that we are of sound mind at the time of the writing of our will.

Harry James Potter is to go to Sirius Black first, (Harry's Godfather), Remus Lupin, Alice Longbottom (Harry's Godmother) and than Severus Snape, (Yes, Sev, we both trust you with our son.).

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCE is he to go to Lily's sister, Miss Petunia Dursley nee Evans.

Whoever takes care of our son, and does it PROPERLY will get 1,000 Galleons (roughly 10,070 US Dollars) a month for food and clothes.

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCE is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore allowed to have anything to do with Harry James Potter, UNLESS it's school related. Neither of us trust him. Our portraits will say why, if asked.

Sirius Black gets the house in Australia. Remus Lupin gets the house in Hogsmeade.

We give everything else we own to our only son, Harry James Potter, which includes a letter that the Goblins will give you, Harry. Please read it before leaving the office of the Goblin who is listening to this. It is very important.

Just in case Sirius is in Azkaban, because he was accused of letting it be known where we were hiding, let it be known that we changed secret keepers, and that Peter Pettigrew was our secret keeper.

This is the last will and testament of James and Lily Potter nee Evans."

All was quiet until Harry said, "Get that to the proper people. I don't want my godfather in there any longer than I have to."

"Right away, sir," Griphook said, sending it off.

"Right, is there a list of what I have in my account?"

"Accounts, actually, sir." Griphook said, handing him a list.

Vaults and Money Contents:


25,074,071 US Dollars

2,489,977 Galleons

4 Sickles

11 Knuts


10,462,224 US Dollars

1,038,949 Galleons

12 Sickles

22 Knuts


24,574,894 US Dollars

2,440,406 Galleons

9 Sickles

12 Knuts


17,227,871 US Dollars

1,710,811 Galleons

7 Sickles

4 Knuts


23,944,120 US Dollars

2,377,767 Galleons

10 Sickles

18 Knuts


77,995,213 US Dollars

7,745,304 Galleons

2 Sickles

26 Knuts

Le Fay:

56,102,888 US Dollars

5,571,289 Galleons

13 Sickles

3 Knuts


60,032,734 US Dollars

5,961,542 Galleons

10 Sickles

6 Knuts


52,921,852 US Dollars

5,255,397 Galleons

7 Sickles

3 Knuts


35,193,453 US Dollars

3,494,881 Galleons

2 Sickles

7 Knuts


46,216,293 US Dollars

4,589,502 Galleons

13 Sickles

7 Knuts


35,484,540 US Dollars

3,523,787 Galleons

8 Sickles

8 Knuts

All Galleons:46,199,617

All Sickles: 16

All Knuts: 10

All In US Dollars:465,230,153

Harry was glad he was sitting down, he was rich…man, was he rich. This would take several lifetimes to spend all of it. He handed to paper to Severus, along with the first sheet he'd received, and then asked, "Can I please see the letter my parents were talking about in their will?"

Griphook handed him the letter that his parents had talked about in their will. Harry took it, and started to read it.


If you are reading this, than your father and I are gone, and we've taken a secret to our grave. A secret that you need to know. If I'm correct, and I think I am (considering I am a dream seer, and you should be too), you should be at Gringotts with Severus, who at any minute is going to spill something that I want you to find out from your father and I. Tell him right now to be quiet until you've read this letter.

"Severus?" Harry said, "Mum says to tell you not to blurt out anything…she wants me to find out from her and dad what's going on."

Severus just nodded and with that, Harry turned back to the letter.

Now that that is taken care of, I have something to tell you, Harry, and it's not easy. I'm sitting here at the desk in the living room, and your father is spinning you around making you fly like an airplane and occasionally doing raspberry's on your belly as you continuously laugh. I keep trying to tell you what I need to…but I can't, I can't write it down. I'm thinking of letting your father play with you a bit longer, and then calling him over, because I know he'll be able to do it a bit easier than I can. Oh, here he comes now. Just remember, sweetheart that I love you and I always will.

Hey son, your mum just told me she couldn't bear to be the one to tell you what happened. I hope you won't hate me for being the one to tell you. I just want you to know that I love you with everything in me and that we did this because we wanted you. To tell you what I need to tell you, I have to tell you what lead to this point first.

Your mum and I, at the beginning of Hogwarts, absolutely hated each other. She wanted nothing to do with me from the start…that is very understandable. I was a bit of a spoiled brat. Well, things went downhill when I started picking on her best friend, Severus Snape. My friends and I did some things that I'm not very happy about now.

Anyway, in our 7th year, your mum and I finally got together. After the death of my parents, (your grandparents, Harry), I changed, and probably for the better. Your mum saw how depressed I was. I wasn't teasing her, anymore, or playing jokes with my friends. The only thing I did was started to focus on my studies.

Your mother came up to me and started talking to me, unexpectedly. That's okay, through. I needed it. Anyway, she got me through it, thankfully. One night when we were walking we came to the astronomy tower, (both of us were Perfects that year, and were allowed to be out later than the others were), where we heard crying. We both looked at each other, and went to find out whom we had heard. Whom we found, neither one of us suspected; Tom Riddle was there, and crying. Now, you see, from where we stood, it seemed that Tom was well liked in his House. However, here he was, crying. Your mum and I looked at each other, and then went to Tom.

He looked up as we came up to him and said, sorta rudely, (but knowing Tom, like we both did at that time, that was just him), "What? Come to make fun of me too?"

Your mum, who was doing better that night them me, (I was missing my folks pretty badly), replied, saying, "No, Tom, we're not. I wouldn't do that, and I don't think James will either."

"Why? He has in the past."

Your mum looked at me and said, "That's because his parents just passed away not long ago. James hasn't done well with that."

Tom turned around to look at me, and then back at Your mum, "I had heard about that. I also heard that you hadn't been doing much besides studying, James."

"Yeah, I haven't felt like it. I'd like to make my parents proud of me."

Needless to say, son, that was the start of a secret friendship between the 3 of us. With Tom in Slytherin, and your mum and I in Gryffindor, we couldn't make the friendship known. Ever.

A couple of years went by, and we were all 3 really close. We had to hang out more with our other friends, it seemed, but we got by, by charming 3 parchments so that we could talk to each other. (Your mums and mine are both safe in one of the family vaults. Make sure you ask for them before you leave, that is if you don't hate us by the time I'm done.) We did talk, every single night before bed, for about an hour, sometimes two. We'd meet in the Room of Requirements at least once a week, if possible.

One morning, I woke up, and realized that I loved both Lily and Tom. Lily, now she wasn't a surprise, I liked her from the moment I met her. But Tom…now he was the shock. You should know, son, that in the Wizarding World, being gay doesn't matter, in fact, I think that more than half the population is bisexual. (If you don't know about any of this yet, don't worry about it, just tell them you need to visit vault 64 and everything I'm talking about, or will mention that's in a vault, will be there. There's a book in the vault that I wrote for you that explains more.) At that time through, I didn't know if threesomes were okay. Turns out they are, so my worry was for nothing.

It took me awhile to let both of them know, and you know what? They were just fine with it; both of them. We decided to wait till after we graduated to take it anywhere. Than we graduated…that's when the sad part comes. Your mum was hit by a curse…which come to find out made it so that she couldn't bear any kids. Well, because of guys being with guys, or girls being with girls, they had to have something so that if they wanted kids, they could. Well, because of this, we decided that if we were going to have kids, that I would be the one to become pregnant.

When we graduated, the three of us had a ceremony, which made us legally married. We waited about a year, and then I took the potion. It had parts of all 3 of us in it. So, that brings me to the truth, son. You are a product of Lily, Tom, and I. Your official name is Harrison (Harry) James Riddle-Potter.

You have a glamour on, which I suggest you keep on until things get better, which if what your mum says is true, our world is still in turmoil. Please, don't listen to the rumors about your father. They are so far from the truth it's not worth it. Please, if possible find him and tell him. If what your mum is thinking, he's been Obliviated. This means, he'll forget you until your full name (Harry James Potter Evans Riddle Black Peverell Merlin Le Fay Pendragon Slytherin Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Gryffindor) is said. The same thing with the glamour, your full name must be said for it to come off.

There is other possessions in that vault, so please look at them. I hope you don't hate us.

We love you,

Your dad,


Your mum,