kevelle pov
I walk up to Gringotts after being left at the doorsteps of an orphanage by magic hating muggles and walk to one of the tellers and speak the forgotten language of goblins
"greetings teller goblin may I have an inheritance paper done please"
"sure please follow me do you have a name?"
"not really all I know is that my first name is killian and do you have a name fellow goblin?"
"yes it is sharp tooth"
"well thank you sharp tooth for assisting me today" *bows*
"no problem and here we are through here kevelle."
"thank you sharp tooth" he bows and leaves as I turn towards a goblin in a high chair
"hello kevelle I am griphook, director of the Bank"
"pleasure. So can I take the inheritance test please?"
"sure please slice your finger and drop 7 drops of blood." I did as I was told and gasped as my blood came out ak green instead of red. I turned to griphook and watched as his face turned to one of surprise as he read my papers. He had them to me and I read:
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name: Kevelle preverell-black-death
age: 11
Parents-lady magik, lucifer, death
Siblings 0
Lady: eyrms, lefay, preverell, pendragon, slytherin, gryffindor, hufflepuff, ravenclaw, lucifer, death, magik, grindlewald, creatures, Evans, black, scammander.
Titles: Queen of magical Britain, Queen of camelot, fiendfyre master, serpent Queen, friend of creatures, Princess of hell, Queen warlock, master of death, elemental, alpha of the werewolves.
Abilities-too many to list
Blocks-core, abilities. Placed by Albus dumbledore.
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I was seething with anger. I managed to calm myself and fix the cracks my magic made in the walls. I turn to griphook and asked
"can these be removed and can I change my last names, get my rings and crowns please?"
"yes of course follow me"
After 4 hours of doing that I left with my rings on my hand and my crowns in my bottomless bag along with my bank cards. I did my shopping for a whole new wardrobe, got a 7 compartment trunk with blood and parseltoungue locks. I then pressed my slytherin ring and vanished home.
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the Peverell death kids
FanfictionI DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER THAT BELONGS TO JK ROWLING!!!!!! I ONLY OWN THE PLOT!!!!!!! lived in an orphanage for years Lied to by one finds truth and fixes the mistakes this one shall save the wizarding world from the one true dark lord
