Wings as white as untouched snow, hair as black as the darkest corners of the mind, they make a pair unlike anything else the world has ever seen. Black and white. Grey and Green. Pale and Tain. Broken and Unbroken.
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Harry goes into a inheritance...
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Narcissa Malfoy had gone out for her monthly visit to gringotts to check on her family vaults, investments, and her son's trust and personal vaults. She liked to know what he was spending his money on, plus it helps when she has to pick out gifts. After stepping out of the flu she brushed the nonexistent dust and ash off her clothes before continuing with her monthly routine. Hearing a shriek coming from the general area in front of the bank Narcissa kept her eyes peeled for anything out of normal. Hearing nor seeing anything more from outside she continued to one of the tellers close to the wall relatively far from the interince. Quickly getting to business she requested a private meeting room with her vault manager Blood Igor. She watched as the small goblin left to go talk to him not before telling her to wait in meeting room 21a.
While she was walking to the other side of the bank to go to the meeting room she noticed a very serious looking goblin that seemed to be leading an invisible person to a meeting room. Had she not been a curios, sly, and slytherin she probably would have let it go but this Is Narcissa Malfoy nee-Black that we are talking about. So of course she wanted to know what was going on, and was Narcissa wanted she go. That being said as they walked by she dropped a small devise of her own creation on the unsuspecting goblin before continuing on her way as if nothing had happened.
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Sirius Black was beyond pissed, in fact it would be a really bad idea to approach him right now. With the exception of Hagrid no one had seen Sirius this mad, he was on a warpath. The rumored Black insanity had always been shown when he pulled a rather brutal prank but this, this was different. Had it not been for the protective armor the Goblin was currently still wearing he probably would have turned out like the furniture in that room. Ash. Or like the ash in the room. Bust.
Every available goblin was trying to help, whether that be sedating Black or trying to find out where HELL Potter went.
After all the only way to leave gringotts is to either A got out the front door, B find and object or thing with a lot of fire power and blow a hole in the roof, or C leave through one of the 3 Flu's on the wall opposite of the tellers. Clearly there was no hole in the roof so B is out, there are guards at the front door so they would have ether seen him or sensed his magic neither of which happened. Leaving only one way out and that being the flu but that doesn't at all line up with what the healer said.
The healers had just finished with Harrisons cleansing ritual and had already transported him to one of there few wizarding beds for the sick. They were packing their stuff up when they heard whimpering. Checking to see if it maybe was a side effect of the ritual; one of the healers cast a diagnostic spell, oddly enough nothing new showed up. One of them suggested that maybe it was a nightmare, but that was quickly dismissed after another brought up the fact that they had given him a dreamless sleep potion after the ritual. The whimpering turned to shaking then screaming. The patient started clawing at his arms and face creating red streaks, the healers where at a loss for what was causing it or what they should do as the screaming got louder. But then something really strange started to happen. The patent froze. HIs limbs got real stiff and straight before slowly relaxing as the screaming calmed back to a low wimper then even that to was sienced. Thinking that maybe the first healer had been right about it just being a nightmare and maybe the potion was faulty or something and seeing as the excitement had ended the healers once again continued to pack up. Before leaving they took one last look at their patent, shocked to see Harrison had started to fade out, almost like that of a ghost before the audible crack of apparition rang through the small healing ward leaving it to fall into the chaos that was sure to follow that expectual stunt.
