I opened my eyes and looked around to see I was in some kind of an alley, well death did say he'll send me to an alley. I felt something on me and when I looked down I saw myself wearing a cloak with a hood and jeans, I looked around to be 4 years old as death said.
I put the hood on and went into The Leaky Cauldron, it was dark but filled with bunch of people, laughter, everything that you would see in a pub. I saw a family going into Diagon Alley and I followed them. I got in the daigon alley just behind them. At the center of the alley, as i saw in the movie was the Gringotts bank, the safest bank in the wizarding world or as they say, I kinda feel like everybody's too scared of stealing from their but if you would try hard enough you kinda can. Gringotts was an imposing snow-white multistoried marble building located partway down Diagon Alley, Near its intersection with Knockturn Alley, that towered over the neighbouring shops. It was the place where British witches and wizards stored their money and other valuables, in heavily-guarded vaults miles below ground. I went closer to it and as i was entering it, I read the warning. I smirked, How stupid. A lot of people has broken into gringotts before.
I went inside the bank, bowing to goblin's that looked at me, they look very surprised, Stupid if you ask me. They are supposed to be creatures that hate wizards and they should act like it, Ametuers. to see it which was a little sad, and also because if you forgot I'm 4. I decided to change my appearance after I talk to the account goblin and then in other visits I'll change my looks. The wizarding world is stupid for treating them like trash, Even if they are ametuers they are still smart. When I got to an empty desk I bowed to the goblin at the desk and said, "May your gold always flow Mr. Goblin, Could I see the potter account manager? and also take an inheritance test", The goblin first looked surprised at my greeting stupid. But then hid it behind their usual sneer and answered "And who might you be? The potter manager doesn't just talk to anybody", "I am Rose Potter, and if you want me to prove it I can take a blood test" I answered back politely. He looked annoyed but answered "Fine," He said to me, Standing up from his chair and started going somewhere, "Follow me". He took me two tunnels underground and knocked on a door, which looked to be in its last days, and said something in goblin language, Then turned towards me, sneered, and told me to go inside.
The inside did not look like the outside at all, It looked to be all golden and white coloured, It looked like someone royal lived here. Inside the room, there was a desk, chairs, and sofas. The goblin or the Head goblin as the goblin at the front desk mentioned, was looking at me "Come, sit down and take this test, but remember if you aren't whom you say you are, you will be punished", He said, pointing to the chair. I went near the desk, Bowed and said their greeting and sat down at the chair offered. He then gave me a knife to cut my finger for the test. After dropping my blood on the paper, I cleaned off the remaining blood on the knife. The paper confirmed I was indeed rose potter.
"Well, miss potter, I didn't expect to see this early at all. All we know is that you're comfortably living with your family and would not be coming back anytime soon. So do tell me, why are you here early?", He asked me straight to the point, Good at least he's a little smart. "I'm here for an inheritance test, Mr Goblin". "You can call me griphook, Miss potter", He said and started finding something inside his desk. After finding it, he gave me a knife and paper. The knife looked to be very ancient and beautiful. He instructed me to cut my finger and drop six drops of blood on the paper he gave me. I cut myself and dropped the blood on the paper. After I finished, the blood started spreading around the whole paper and words started appearing on it. After about 3 minutes, when the process was done Griphook checked if it was right and gave it to me.
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FanfictionEvania Smith was 21 when she went into coma, her sister was dying and she needed new lungs so Evania volunteered. Before that Evania had a pretty boring life, she went to her job, worked hard and came home, and she repeated all that once again. A...