The cold wind was blowing, and it felt like winter. Children were curled up by the fire drinking hot chocolate while some were asleep. Everything was just as you would expect Privet Drive to be. A 16-year-old boy had cried himself to sleep after spending restless nights blaming himself for his Godfathers death. He tried thinking of something else but every time, he would fail and all that would come to mind was Sirius getting hit by Bellatrix's spell and falling through the veil. Every night, he would wake after 2 hours of sleep, and have to relive the moment he lost the man who had been the closest he could ever to get to a father. Something odd happened which caught a sleeping Harry by surprise. He woke up to tapping on his window. One hand went for his glasses and the other automatically went for his wand to defend himself. He did this so fast that he fell out of bed and knocked his head on his bedside table.
"Ouch" he complained while rubbing his head. He looked up with his wand at the ready and his glasses askew to see a black owl tapping its beak on his window. Lowering his wand, he got up and opened the window, and let the owl in. Grief overwhelmed him, as he looked at the jet black owl which reminded him of Sirius and the letters that he knew he would never receive again. Tears made their way into his eyes but his attention was captured when he saw an envelope attached to the bird's leg. He reached out and untied the letter, giving the owl a treat and letting it take refuge in Hedwig's empty cage. The letter had been sealed with a crest of some sought and when he opened it, it hovered in the air and spoke. Harry was in shock, because the only time this had ever happened was when the toad had sent a Dementor to attack him and he received a letter because he used magic outside of school while underage, but listened.
Dear Mr Harry Potter,
We have written to inform you of some important information that requires your presence at Gringotts. For privacy reasons, we cannot say anymore in this letter in the case that it was intercepted. When you are ready, there is a spoon attached to the owls leg that delivered your letter. Hold on to it and state 'I am ready' and it will transport you directly to my office. I ask that you do not inform anyone where you have gone, as it will cause trouble for us and you.
Head of the Goblin association.
The letter burst into flames once it had finished speaking. Harry was surprised. What if it were a trap though? And why wasn't he allowed telling anyone. He remembered Gringotts letters were not able to be forged so he knew it was a genuine letter. He weighed up his options and decided that it wouldn't do any harm. And with that, he grabbed his wand, put his glasses on properly, got dressed and held onto the spoon for dear life.
Harry arrived in an office. It was decorated with armor that Harry thought would have been very expensive, and swords that he thought would easily slice someone open in one swift move.
"Ah, Mr Potter, do you like my office?" said a voice coated with amusement coming from behind him.
"Oh um, y-yes Sir, it is very n-nice Sir" Harry stumbled across his words. He turned around to be faced with a Goblin sitting behind a desk with a smirk plastered across his face that made Harry's stomach churn.
"Yes, I made them myself, wouldn't like to be cut with one of them" chuckled the goblin. "Welcome Mr Potter" bowing slightly. "My name is Director Ragnok, Head of the Goblins Association. I have called you here to discuss the matters involved with Mr Black's Will and other things." said Ragnok.
"Sir may I have someone come here. She's my best friend and I know if anything happens she can calm me down." Harry cautiously said.
"And who might that be Mr Potter?"
"Hermione Granger, muggleborn." Harry stated.
"Ahh yes, of course. She is most welcome here. She treats us as equals, not peasants. She will be with us in just a moment. One of my goblin staff will explain to her parents where she has gone."
At that moment, a young woman appeared next to Harry, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. She turned confused, but then saw Harry and hugged him. Ragnok cleared his throat loudly causing Harry and Hermione jumped apart blushing furiously. Ragnok began talking.
"You both must understand that what I'm going to tell you now can not be told. You will both undergo a test for privacy reasons. Once you have both undergone this test, I will explain the Will and other things. If you would please both step in this chamber please and put on the rings inside." Harry and Hermione hesitated but then walked in and put on the rings. A powerful glow surrounded the pair and then levitated them both into the air for a couple of seconds before letting them down. "What just happened?" The pair both said at the same time. Ragnok stood there astounded, his mouth open and staring at them both. He stayed like this for a couple of seconds before explaining.
"I have seen that happen only once, but from what I have been told, that just showed that you have bonded with each other with the strongest you could. Its called a Soul-bond, meaning you two are literally soul-mates. The only people who this has happened to before is coincidentally Harry, your Father and Mother. This bond will share all powers that Harry may have or may get with you Miss Granger, and vice-versa. If either of you are an Heir, the other will automatically become an Heir. If either of you are heirs, you Harry will be called Lord Potter, and Miss Granger will be called Lady Granger." Both teenagers stood how Ragnok had just done. Mouths wide open, astounded. Harry was the first to recover.
"How do we know if we are Heirs or not, and what powers we have inherited or have?" He asked.
"You both will need to cut your palm and place a drop of blood on different pieces of paper. The cuts will be healed immediately afterwards and you can read the powers you have and who you are Heirs to if you are one, and what comes with being the Heirs." Ragnok replied calmly. Hermione reached for the dagger that had just appeared on the desk and did what Ragnok just said. Harry followed straight afterwards. Words started appearing on the paper and Ragnok handed them both the piece of paper. Harry started to read his.
Name: Harry Potter
School: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Mother: Lily Nasya Potter nee Evans
Father: James Charles Potter
Guardian: Albus Dumbledore
Heir/s by blood: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Potter, Merlin, Black.
Abilities: Mind-Magic, Invisibility, Enhanced Hearing and Vision, Flying, Animagi, Fire, Air, Apparation, Parseltongue.
Vaults: 1, 3, 4, 20, 30, 687.
Merlin (vault 1):
Griffindor (vault 3):
Potter (vault 20):
Black (vault 30):
Potter trust(vault 687):
Galleons taken out per month (Potter):
100,000 galleons to Molly Weasley
100,000 galleons + 100,000 sickles + 100,000 knuts to Albus Dumbledore
100,000 galleons to Ronald Weasley
100,000 galleons to Ginevra Weasley
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He was the Heir to Merlin, Gryffindor, and Slytherin, plus Black and Potter! He couldn't believe how much money he had either. And how could Dumbledore be his legal guardian when it was supposed to be Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia? And since when was Mrs Weasley, Ron, Ginny, and Dumbledore getting his money?
"Hermione what does yours say?" Asked Harry as he leant over to look at her letter.
Name: Hermione Potter nee Granger
School: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Mother: Jean Marie Granger nee Ravenclaw
Father: Mark James Granger
Guardian: Albus Dumbledore
Heir/s by blood: Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Malfoy, Lestrange.
Abilities: Mind-Magic, Animagi, Storm Seeker,Enhanced Memory and Intelligence, Water, Earth, Teleportation, Psychometry.
Vaults: 5, 6, 40, 50, 688.
Ravenclaw (vault 5):
Hufflepuff (vault 6):
Lestrange (vault 40):
Malfoy (vault 50):
Granger trust(vault 688):
"Director Ragnok, what are these powers?" Hermione asked.
"That is your duty to find them out. It is not our place to say how and what they are." Harry read over Hermione's again and noticed something.
"Ragnok, how come Hermione's last name is Potter?" Hermione's eyes widened at this as she has missed that part.
"Because of the recognition of you soul-bond, you are technically married. It doesn't matter what age you are in the magic world when your married. It is also put under a binding magical contract." Ragnok replied.
"Who controls the accounting, and how am I the Heir to Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Malfoy, and Lestrange if I'm a muggleborn?" Hermione asked wearily.
Ragnok sighed before continuing. "Albus Dumbledore is your legal guardian and your account manager. In the Will left for Harry, Mr Black stated that Harry was to undergo the ritual of claiming the Lordships even if he wasn't of age, which meant he had to bequeath the title Lord Black to you, as he would have done anyway. Lord Potter is the heir to both Griffindor and Slytherin while Lady Granger is the heir to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff from her mother's side. Her mother's great great Grandmother Rosalie Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff was the last living heir of both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff and also was a squib. She then married a muggle which ended up in her children being juggles. Your mother Lord Potter wasn't an heir to anyone but when her and Lord Potter Senior went through the same process you did, she became Lady Potter. AS for Merlin, we don't know. Because you both are the Heir's to the founders, you effectively own Hogwarts. This means that you have the power to hire and fire, and the castle also will answer only to you both. Would you like to make any changes to your account or anything? Also, you might be pleased to hear that you are legally emancipated, meaning that Mr Dumbledore is not your guardian but he is still you account manager. This also entitles you to be able to do magic outside of school without worrying about getting caught"
Hermione and Harry looked at each other for a split second and Hermione nodded. "We would like to stop putting galleons into the Weasley's vault and the same with Dumbledores, but put 10,000 galleons into Mr Remus Lupins vault per month. Also, we would like for a goblin by the name of Griphook to be our account manager if he would like to. We trust him very much and would be honored if he accepted" Harry spoke confidently. Ragnok looked dumb-founded. No-one had ever asked for a goblin to be their account manager, let alone actually remember their name.
"Y-yes Lord and Lady Potter. I am positive that he will accept. After all, it would be an honor for him to do that for a Lord and a Lady." Ragnok stuttered.
"Thank you Ragnok, we shall be off now as we have many things to deal with." Said Harry. Ragnok pulled out a bag from under his desk.
"Please take this, it is a mokeskin bag. It can only be opened by you two and it is bottomless. It is a good place to store your possessions and money. It has a sword, a cup, a locket, and a diadem that I believe is now yours." Ragnok proudly said as he handed the bag over.
"Thank you, Ragnok. Much appreciated. We shall be off now. Could we please have a portkey to go to Potter Manor. I'm sure you would have one Harry." Hermione said looking at Harry answering his question on his face.
"Of course. Portus. Just touch this brush both of you and you will be transported into the living room." Ragnok said. Hermione and Harry took the brush without a moment's hesitation and together they arrived at Potter Manor.
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