Novae Fors

Chapter 7

          When he was finally let off the bus, Harry walked up the street taking various turns along the way until he found the familiar bustling of people going in and out of various muggle shops, he kept walking until he neared the end of the shops, and that's where he spotted it, the Leaky Cauldron, Harry glanced around making sure no one was paying him any mind, quickly he slipped into the pub he almost walked up to Tom, the man who ran the place, without covering his scar with his fringe. Quickly he moved his hair over his scar and applied a glamour to hide it for good measure just in case someone bumped him and his hair moved. Now that Harry thought about it he didn't know if his scar could be concealed with glamour since the dark magic in his scar was quite powerful, all he could do was hope it worked.

          Harry then walked over to Tom after he ensured that he had hidden his scar to the best of his abilities.

           "Excuse me, sir," Harry shouted doing his best to talk over the crowd "Could you open the passageway for me?"

          Tom looked over to Harry and immediately began questioning why he was alone.

          "Where are your parents, young man? Shouldn't they be here with you?" Tom said sounding concerned while drying a glass that was commonly used for fire whisky, though Harry didn't know why he didn't just magic it dry. At the mention of his parents, Harry felt a pang of hurt deep within his heart knowing he couldn't save them. Thankfully Harry didn't let it show on his face and smoothly answered Tom's questions.

         "Well, sir my parents are Griffyndors, and they decided that I was finally ready to do to diagonally on my own, they want me to be brave." He said this while making his eyes light up in excitement and pulling an energetic smile on his face, truly Harry should've ditched the whole saviour gig and become an actor he had a gift as Tom easily brought the nonsense he was spewing out, well technically it was true, his parents just weren't alive, but everything else a hundred per cent true.

           Tom walked out from behind the counter and opened the passageway for him without a second thought, Harry just nodded his thanks as we went through.

          No matter how many times harry has been to diagonally in this life or his past one he will be stunned by the amount of magic that wafted in the air, he was amazed at the multitude of shops selling various things from magically changing robes that changed with the time of day to hats that would trap someone in them if a stranger tried it on, it was a truly magnificent sight.

          Hats stacked impossibly high tettered dangerously to the side but showed no signs of falling, cauldrons being stirred by themselves, Harry will never grow tired of this place, but he had spent enough time looking around it's time to get to business, after all his school supplies weren't going to but itself.

          Harry slowly made his way towards the imposing white multistoried building made of marble, Gringotts will always be intimidating, Harry was a bit worried that they would somehow know that he had broken into Gringotts and escaped on a back of a dragon, though this seemed impossible since he was back in time, magic always affected every creature differently.

          Harry shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind and walked up to the dark wooded doors, every time he went to Gringotts he always read the warning poem, "For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn, So if you seek beneath our floors. A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware" Harry read to himself.

          The guards that stood at the doors nodded to him as we move to enter and Harry nodded back, they looked shocked that someone especially a wizard showed them any form of respect, they quickly schooled their features, but they looked at harry with an approving look in their eye.

          He looked around the bank for a teller that didn't have a long line, and as always luck was on his side as he saw a goblin counting gold coins and precious gems, he walked up to the teller and patiently waited until he was done counting. After all, it was irksome to be interrupted and lose your count.

          When the goblin finally finished his counting he pushed the coins and gems into a compartment where they magically disappeared presumably to someone's vault.

          He then turned his attention to Harry and introduced himself " I am Teller Griphook, what business do you have with Gringotts today?" Griphook asked looking like he would rather be anywhere else.

          Harry responded politely " My name is," He looked around before continuing making sure no one was eavesdropping, "Harry Potter and I'm here to gain access to my trust vault." Griphook seemed surprised at the respect he was shown by Harry after all wizards always thought the to be something meagre, something there to serve their needs.

          Griphook seeing that he didn't want other people to know who he was responded in a quiet tone after it was the least he could do for such a respectful and young wizard "Do you happen to have your key Mr potter?" Griphook asked.

          Harry shook his head and said, "No I think Dumbledore has my key."

          This shocked Griphook and he couldn't help but ask, "Why would dumbledore have your key?"

          Harry suddenly had an unsure look on his face "Isn't he my magical guardian?"

           This seemed to confuse Griphook even more if Dumbledore was Harry Potters's magical guardian then the wizarding world would've known as soon as the paperwork was filed unless, of course, he achieved this through illegal means.

           "Since you don't have your vault key we can do a blood test to confirm you are who you say you are and have access to your vault," Griphook placed down the closed sign and walked around to the front of his post, "If you would follow me we can perform the blood test in my office."

            Griphook led Harry through a tall dark wood door and into a hallway the walls and floor were made of marble with accents of what seemed to be real gold.

          When they reached Griphooks office Harry couldn't help but notice his doorway was partially made of gold and precious gems, perhaps this is to signify how trusted or reliable a goblin is, if that's the case it seemed Harry was in good hands.

           Griphook held open the door and gestured for Harry to go first, Harry being the polite soul he is mumbled a "thank you" as he entered. Griphook should start getting used to Harry's manners at this point but it still caught him off guard, he nodded at him and went to go sit behind his desk. Harry not knowing if he was allowed to sit down on the lush couch that was sitting in front of Griphooks desk just stood there awkwardly until Griphok noticed and gave him an amused smile and gestured for him to sit down. Harry nearly melted into the cushions because of how soft it was, Griphook with another rather smile on his face began explaining what would happen.

          He grabbed a special-looking parchment and placed it in front of harry "All you have to do is put three drops of blood on this parchment," He handed Harry an intimidating-looking dagger.

          Harry had never done this before so he was understandably a bit nervous, he carefully cut the tip of his finger, ignoring the painful sting, and pinched it until three drops of blood fell onto the parchment when he was done his cut automatically healed immediately soothing the stinging sensation he had felt in his finger.

             Harry started transfixed as words seem to magically arrange themselves upon the parchment, Harry curiously picked up the parchment, and immediately his face paled and the light-hearted atmosphere was gone in an instant, emotions filtered across Harry's face quickly so fast he could barely process what he was seeing. He was angry and hurt, and oh so sad.

          Griphook upon seeing Harry's reaction grabbed the parchment from him and read it himself, the look on his face was murderous.