The Loss of Equilibrium

Chapter 7

Gringotts, Diagon Alley, England, August 7th, 1943

Tiredly rubbing her eyes as she entered Ugrak's office, Victoria promptly crashed into the nearest seat. It was currently ten minutes before noon, and Victoria was as anxious as she was sleep-deprived. The previous night the witch stayed awake until dawn just; like the first night, Victoria arrived at Malfoy manor. She had entered the dining room that morning and as, usual, was assaulted by Abraxas' whining about pink hair just as she had for several previous mornings. Victoria was early for her appointment with Tom to prepare for her plan to help the wizard. Victoria knew he would be opposed to being given help so simply. So the witch had to be careful with her words and mannerisms to avoid the risk of souring any chance of a tentative relationship. Victoria knew that Tom had already begun his path to madness as he did in the first life but she could help correct it, especially without Chaos and Mischief meddling.

Victoria crossed her legs and sat up straighter, robes flaring out as she did so. The witch wore a white lace top and velvet dark blue skirt, a simple black summer robe layered on top. Her blonde hair braided back and devoid of any jewelry besides her family rings. The outfit was tasteful yet not lavish to not give an improper first impression.

"Greetings Heiress, Peverell, May your gold flow like a river, and your enemies flee before you. What is it that you wished to request in advance for the meeting?" The goblin manager greeted being direct. It was one of the things that Victoria appreciated about goblins they; never wasted time.

"May your vaults overflow and your enemies cower at your feet. I thank you for your time, Ugrak. As for what I need, prepare an inheritance test for the wizard that will be arriving. As well as emancipation for a Lord, I believe it will be necessary." responded the witch meeting the grin the goblin directed at her.

"I see we will have it done shortly."

Victoria thanked the goblin and relaxed further into her seat.

Several minutes later, the necessary supplies sat on Ugrak's desk as the clock struck noon.

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Wool's Orphanage, London, England, August 7th, 1943

Tom for, the past few days gone through several different moods. The orphans and staff were more cautious than usual upon seeing Tom's various emotions. The young wizard had already accomplished many things alone, he couldn't fathom the thought of why he would need a family now of all times. He had become King of Slytherin the previous year, in his 5th year. It had been met with anger by many including Malfoy & Black at first but, after proving he was a descendant of Slytherin, and giving them places in his court, they were appeased. He had already created his first Horcrux and gotten rid of his wretched paternal family. Tom planned on finally creating his knights, and he knew they would be successful as Tom believed anyone would accept when given the honor to work underneath him. The wizard was working on his plans of fixing everything in the Wizarding World, forming everything underneath his rule.

Though despite his initial plan of ignoring the letter and invitation, here he was at noon holding the portkey. "Foederis," Tom whispered grasping, the magical object as he whisked away.

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Gringotts, Diagon Alley, England, August 7th, 1943

Tom hesitantly entered the room that goblins had shown him to after arriving. Tom had arrived in the grey standard-issued orphanage clothes, with one of the black robes he had been gifted, thrown over. The office was opulent with high ceilings, golden chairs, and a crystal chandelier, making Tom slightly squirm even if he did not show it. His face schooled an emotionless expression as internally, Tom felt angered by the lack of luxury he could afford.