🤍Fallen Angel & Her Demons🤍

🖤❤Betrayal❤🖤

Previously = *(She clutched the letter to her chest tightly before whispering, "Betrayal.")*

                                             🤍Narator POV🤍

Harry closed her eyes as she felt an odd tug go through her chest. She felt as if she were floating before being plopped down onto a cold floor. Harry opened her eyes to see multiple goblins looking at her, some in surprise and others in horror. Harry had forgotten about her injuries but when she saw the looks the creatures gave her she quickly used her almost floor-length hair to cover her injuries. 

The goblins looked on in shock before quickly putting their masks back in place. Getting up from the floor and walking to one of the goblins, Harry curtsied slightly in respect which seemed to shock every goblin in the bank into silence. Harry was confused, why would they be so surprised that she was being polite?

                                             🌺 Harry POV🌺

"Sir?" I questioned quietly, "Is everything alright? Did I offend anyone? If so I apologize."

This seemed to snap the goblin out of whatever had happened.

"No, no miss. It's not your fault. We goblins just aren't used to being shown so much respect. Most wizards and witches don't bother with us, so it's a very rare occurrence." The goblin explained.

"Why would they disrespect you so? Do they not understand that if you were not here, they most likely would have no money? They wouldn't be able to survive. You take care of the things most important to them. I believe that that is more than enough reason to show every one of you respect." I told him, it was so quiet when I said this though, that every goblin heard it.

The goblin looked taken aback before he let a gentle smile come across his face.

"Thank you, young miss, I believe you will be quite an amazing young lady as you grow older."

"Thank you, sir. What is your name?" I asked.

"My name is SilverTrap. May I know yours as well?"

"When I started primary school, my relatives told me my name was Harry Potter," I answered, a bit of disgust in my tone when speaking of my relatives.

The goblin was shocked, "Alright then Ms. Potter. What do you mean though, when you say when you started primary school? Did you not know your name until then?"

I shook my head, "No sir. My relatives didn't see it fit to address me as anything other than girl or freak."

The goblins were in uproar at this. They had put two and two together and figured out that my injuries were most likely caused by my relatives. They were now all using their telepathic goblin talk thingy to plan her relatives' murder. (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞

SilverTrap was positively fuming, "Ms. Potter, who are you here to see? We goblins can heal your injuries and fix your house placement if you would like. If we have anything to say about it, you will never return to your...relatives." He said the word relatives with such distaste that venom was practically dripping from him, showing his hatred for those who would dare to hurt an innocent child.

My lifeless eyes shone with hope once more, widening at the fact that I didn't have to ever go back, that I was finally free. Tears slid down my face as I sank to the floor, repeatedly thanking every goblin there, even though I only knew SilverTraps name.

"Thank you. Thank you. You don't know how much this means to me...I'm finally free." I smiled at the goblins who practically cooed at the sight before regaining their composure. It had been so long since I had given a true smile, one that was not bitter and cold. It was a true smile, I was happy for the first time in my life, I was truly happy.

I shakily stood from my position and handed the Gringotts letter to SilverTrap, "I got this letter this morning. But I don't understand, it came by owl. Also, what are a wizard and witch?" I was so confused.

As SilverTrap read the letter and heard my question, he froze. He slowly said, "Ms. Potter, do you mean to tell me that...you don't know anything about the magical world?"

"Yes sir. My relatives always said that magic wasn't real. That I was a freak for even saying the word magic. I don't understand what any of this is or means." I answered, still confused.

"I'll take you to Ragnock and Griphook. They're your account managers. We will solve everything from there." SilverTrap said as he got down from his stool and came around to me, "Come with me please, Ms. Potter."

As I walked with SilverTrap we passed several doors that started as scrap wood, going on to finer materials such as polished oak, iron, and brass, then going to intricate silver and gold designs. There were also different colored doors as well. The one we stopped at had silver and blue designs and was as black as my hair, which was saying something since my hair was darker than the night sky during winter.

"Wow..." I whispered, in awe of everything I was seeing.

Before SilverTrap opened the door, however, I turned my head to see a family near us. The eldest male was tall with aristocratic features and platinum blonde hair. The woman was tall and skinny with black and blonde hair, she was quite pretty. The younger male though was also tall like whom I assume is his father, and had platinum blonde hair with startling silver eyes. When I saw the boy, I felt like something inside me was fighting...against chains of some sort. I wasn't able to withhold the wince this time as I clutched my chest in pain, barely seeing the boy do the same with a yelp.......I blacked out.

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🖤🤍💙Hello Angel-Demons! If you want Arthur Weasley to be a good Weasley in this comment below! Also, comment are you an angel or demon? Time for destruction and hell on earth for Dumb-as-a-door!!!💙🤍🖤