Harry followed the giant man all the way to London. Upon arriving, however, they walked into an abandoned hub. Well, Harry believed it to be abandoned. Harry walked through the doors thinking that it would just be some empty, worn-down place in London. He entered the building and saw the exact opposite of what he expected.
Men and women were sitting at tables as they drank tea and read newspapers. They were all dressed in long robes that touched the ground, and some wore pointy hats. Harry saw the floors were being swept, but not by people. The brooms were floating magically through the air as they swept forward and backward, slowing moving along the floor.
Harry followed Hagrid, who had moved toward the back door, as people's eyes trailed on him. He hadn't known why. Maybe because he was the only kid? Maybe because he was walking with a man who looked like a giant? Harry didn't know the reason, but he followed the man still, ignoring the eyes of strangers. Soon enough, however, Harry was swarmed with people calling his name, introducing themselves, asking for his signature. Hagrid tried pulling him away, but people kept piling onto him. Harry was beginning to have a panic attack. His breathing became heavy, he couldn't focus on anything, the people were just blurs to him as his heartbeat sped up quickly. Then, he finally was pulled out by Hagrid.
Harry stopped and was introduced to someone named Professor Quirrell, though he had a feeling it wasn't just him. As a matter of fact, he felt safe and in danger when he was around the man. Being next to him was comforting, but when he spoke, he became uneasy.
Finally, him and Hagrid made it to the back of the tavern, walking out into an abandoned alleyway. Hagrid mumbled something that Harry couldn't make out and he pulled out his pink umbrella. Hagrid then tapped a brick on the wall, and it opened.
Harry looked around amazed as he walked between the buildings. He saw different shops that had extraordinary names. He saw Madam Malkin's, Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor, Ollivander's Wands, Flourish and Blotts, Quality Quidditch Supplies, Eyelop's Owl Emporium, and many, many more strange shops. Harry looked ahead and saw a beautiful, curvy marble building. Upon reaching the end of the street, Harry and Hagrid walked into it.
Harry looked awed at the goblins that sat behind desks. Him and Hagrid walked over to a goblin that sat at a taller podium than the others. Hagrid spoke to the goblin and dug around in his pockets while Harry looked around. "Now Harry, I'm sure you will be okay finding your vault while I take care of some other business?" Harry looked at the man and nodded before being led to the back. Harry saw a minecart and climbed inside of it with the goblin.
Whenever Harry opened his vault, he had very little money left. Hagrid had told him earlier, on their way here, that his parents had left him a good fortune, but there was barely anything. He then heard Rowena's voice inside his head. 'Ask for an inheritance test'. "Sir, could I please have an inheritance test?" Harry looked at the shocked goblin. The goblin than snapped out of his trance and nodded as he climbed back into the cart. Harry followed before they took off again.
Harry walked into an extravagant office and took a seat. "Alright sir, prick thy finger and drop seven drops of blood in the center of the parchment." Harry nodded as he pricked his finger.
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Birth Name: Hadrian Salazar Riddle
Age: 11
Birth Date: 7/31/1980|
Parents: Bellatrix Riddle née Black (Azkaban, Mentally Unstable) Tom Riddle Jr. (In Hiding)
God Parents: Barty Crouch Jr. (Living) Severus Snape (Living) Narcissa Malfoy née Black (Living) Lucius Malfoy (Living)
Creature Inheritance: Dragon
Heir of:
Gryffindor
Ravenclaw
Slytherin
Hufflepuff
Riddle
Black
Peverell
Lord of:
Death
Black
Hogwarts
Riddle~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry didn't look surprised at anything except for his creature inheritance. He always knew he wasn't really a Potter. The goblin looked dumbfounded at the fact that Harry was a Riddle and had all of these Lordships and was Heir to many.
Thirty-five minutes later, Harry had hidden his inheritance, gotten gold from the Potter bank account, and met up with a clueless Hagrid.
Then, they set off into Diagon Alley.
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The Heir of Hogwarts
FanfictionDiscontinued! (Will be rewritten) What if Harry never made it to Gryffindor? What if the Potter heir didn't follow anyone? Harry isn't who people thought he would be. He has goals that no person could reach. He will surpass Merlin. And he will forev...