The Devil's In The Details

Chapter Four

Harry walked up to the nearest teller available and nodded respectfully when the goblin looked up.

"May your gold never truly leave but return tenfold." Harry said. He wasn't exactly sure why, but for some reason, he felt it was what he should do. The goblin sat up straighter and peered down over its nose at Harry's scrawny glamour.

"And to you. What can I do for you?"

Harry cleared his throat. "I would like to visit the Potter vault and look over my holdings."

"Key."

"Actually, I don't have my key-" The goblin heaved a sigh. "-but you are able to do a blood test, are you not?" Harry was quick to finish before he got thrown in a vault somewhere to never see the light of day. To Harry's terror and relief, the goblin smirked down at him.

"That we are able to do." The goblin turned and waved down a runner. "Take this boy to the Potter accounts manager. He'll deal with him."

Taking his dismissal for what it was, Harry moved to follow the new goblin, but before he left, he felt compelled to give a respectful bow of the head before he left. Harry wasn't sure why he had to do it, but it was, once again, apparently the right thing to do because all the goblins who saw, which were admittedly few, gaped at him and made him feel a fool. And are you not right if you don't feel a bit of a fool while you do things?

On the outside of the door Harry had been led to he thankfully found the name of the goblin who is managing his money. Tibucs. Harry thanked any god who would listen that it was a name Harry was confident we wouldn't muddle up when he would try to say it. When Harry stepped in Tibucs stood up from his desk.

"May your coffers ever flow with gold, Account Manager Tibucs." Harry's mouth had once more opened, and formalities came dribbling out.

"And yours." The goblin sat back down and gestured for Harry to do the same on the other side of the desk. So, Harry sat.

"I'm here to access my vault and to look over the holdings my predecessors have made."

"Of course," Tibucs reached into his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment and slid it across to Harry. "Three drops of blood here."

"Even though my blood isn't my blood?"

The goblin grimaced. "Then spit."

Harry took out his switchblade and sliced his thumb watching the blood well up and spill onto the sheet. Harry wiped the blade off on his pants leg and sucked the remaining blood off his thumb, which had healed by the time Harry finally got the last bit of blood off of his thumb. Tibucs pulled the parchment back towards himself to look before showing it to Harry.

Name: Harry James Potter

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Sex: Male

Parents: James F. Potter decd and Lily J. Potter (née Evans) decd

Godparent(s): Sirius O. Black

Magical Guardian/Sire: Albus P. W. B. Dumbledore fmr, Maenoir decd

Species: Wizard fmr, Vampyr

Blood Status: Half-blood fmr

Inherited Magical Ability(s): Vampiric Arts, and Parseltongue

Current Vault(s): Potter Trust Fund (V. 687)

Inheritance Vault(s): Potter (V. 717), Peverell (V. 1015), and Maenoir (V.864)