The Loss of Equilibrium

Chapter 5

English Main Branch of Gringotts, Diagon Alley, England, August 3rd, 1943

Upon facing the entrance of the English Gringotts, Victoria's steps faltered slightly. The witch began to fiddle with her sleeves slightly, checking over herself once more. The elaborateness of everything that would occur in the bank before her would scare many but Victoria knew she would handle it with as much grace and poise she could muster.

Only five minutes to noon, Heiress Victoria Azalea Peverell and her escort American Auror Hendrix Athanasios entered Gringotts. Similar to the previous meeting that both Victoria and Hendrix had, goblins throughout the main hall stiffened and stared, in varying levels of alarm. With her held head up high, her posture straight, Victoria walked to the end of the hall before speaking.

"Greetings, Master Goblin Raglan. May your vaults overflow and your enemies cower at your feet. I, Heiress Peverell, am here to meet with my account manager Ugrak and the proposed new Regent of my house." Victoria stated formally and curt, knowing time is money to goblins.

"I see. May your gold flow like a river and your enemies flee before you, Heiress Peverell. I will personally guide you to Ugrak's office." Responded the elder goblin, adjusting the glasses he wore.

"I thank you. My escort Hendrix will be accompanying me." The blonde-haired witch smiled nodding, her head towards Hendrix. Raglan showed no reaction and began leading the both of them deeper into the bank and finally to Ugrak's office.

Raglan knocked upon the door, bared his teeth in what could only be assumed, as some form of a goblin smile, and walked away. The door was opened promptly and Victoria and Hendrix stepped through seeing, a gigantic black cherry wood desk and several golden plush chairs in front of said desk. The office itself had high ceilings and a gigantic crystal light fixture which easily brightened the room with a lack of windows.

"Greetings Heiress Peverell, May your gold flow like a river, and your enemies flee before you. I am the account manager for The Most Ancient & Most Noble House of Peverell, Ugrak. You are on time, Lord Malfoy and his family will be arriving shortly, from there we will begin." Welcomed the proud goblin gesturing for them to sit, his eyes gleaming.

"Hello, Account Manager Ugrak. May your vaults overflow and your enemies cower at your feet. I thank you for your time." Victoria graciously responded taking, the offered seat as Hendrix decided to stand behind her seat instead of taking his own.

Several minutes passed, as the three occupants discussed some finalizations of Victoria's choice on regent, as well as meetings with family members that had mailed Gringotts back. Hendrix suggested that Victoria meet them in the coming week with the Malfoy's if the meeting went well. Victoria agreed and began to slowly become annoyed, if the Malfoy family decided to display behavior as if she wasn't worth their time she would much rather have the Potter family take her in.

Fifteen minutes after, noon is when a knock sounded at the door before it abruptly opened showcasing, three individuals. The three unpunctual Malfoy family members entered quickly. The small family made quite the striking picture as they all wore similar outfits. Nicholas Malfoy and Abraxas Malfoy both seemed dashing with their platinum hair tied back, wearing black and grey light summer robes, over black silk shirts. The only noticeable difference between the father and son duo was that while Nicholas' hair fell far down his back, Abraxas' hair barely grazed his shoulders. Isabella Malfoy was dripping in jewels and an aura of elegance, her hair once again in a neat chignon, wearing an elegant light blue dress, visible underneath the black and silver robe she wore.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Lord and Lady Malfoy," Victoria stood and addressed them half bowing as wizards did to those of a higher station, instead of the typical curtsy that witches tended to do to those of a higher station. Victoria was still slightly annoyed at their behavior of being late, she sincerely hoped all witches and wizards think it okay to be late. The action caused Lord Malfoy to pause for a moment and Lady Malfoy seemed slightly ruffled though after a moment the amusement in her eyes could be seen by any outsider. "Furthermore Heir Malfoy, it is also delightful to meet you," Victoria continued grasping her hands in front of her and tilting her head slightly in his direction, like those of the same station traditionally did.