Harry Potter and the Secret Inheritance

Chapter 2

Harry was shaken awake by Dobby the next morning, "Master Harry Potter, sir, needs to be getting up. He's been telling Dobby to get him up so we can be going to the bank," Dobby chirped. Harry groaned and rolled off the bed, stumbling to the bathroom to take a shower and wake himself up, grabbing a few clean clothes from his trunk.

After spending at least half an hour in the shower, he walked to the kitchen dressed in his clean clothes, his hair still drying. Harry sat at the table and started eating breakfast, thanking Winky, who had made it, causing her to blush and try to say that he didn't need to thank her. He responded that Dobby and she deserved his thanks.

He won that round.

After breakfast, Harry had Dobby take him to the doors of Gringotts. Harry bowed to the Goblins guarding the front of the bank before walking in, after they bowed back with a small look of surprise on their faces. Harry had learned from Dobby that it was good manners to bow to the Goblins.

Walking up to the teller, he waited until the Goblin finished checking the gems to make sure they were real before speaking.

"Greetings, Honorable Goblin. I wish to speak to someone about seeing my parents' last will. I have no key, but I am prepared to take a blood test to determine that I am who I say I am." Harry bowed slightly to the Goblin, who looked shocked, before calling out something in a different language. It must have been to call for another Goblin, as one ran over a second later.

They exchanged a few brief words in the same language before the teller turned to him. "This is Lurnaff; he will take you to the Potter Account Manager, where they will have you take an inheritance test to prove you are who you say you are," the Goblin smirked. "But be warned, if you are not who you claim to be, then you will be dealt with. Permanently."

Harry gulped at the threat but nodded. "Understood, sir." Lurnaff started leading him through the maze that was the bank. After a while, they stopped in front of a set of ornate doors with a crest of some sort. Lurnaff opened the huge door and pushed him into the room before slamming the door closed, causing him to jump in shock at the noise.

Looking around, Harry noted that there were plenty of weapons on the walls, all of which could be used to kill him if the Goblins wanted to. Finally noticing the Goblin sitting behind the desk, Harry walked over slowly but not too slowly, in case he made the Goblin mad.

When Harry got close, he saw a plaque on the desk that read, Grinlast, Potter Account Manager, and bowed slightly as a sign of respect.

"You claim to be Harry Potter, do you not, human?" Grinlast raised an eyebrow. "You may look like the heir of Potter, but we shall not know for sure until you take the test. Are you willing?"

"Yes, Manager Grinlast. I am grateful for the chance to prove that I am who I say I am."

"Very well, then." Grinlast took out a stone bowl with runes Harry didn't recognize all over it and started pouring a light blue potion into it. He handed Harry a knife embedded with gems in the hilt and runes on the blade. "Use this to slice open your hand and let your lifeblood run until the potion turns a dark red. Worry not, your hand will heal afterward."

Hesitantly, Harry nodded and took the knife, breathing deeply before slicing through his hand like a knife through butter. A few tears of pain came to his eyes, but he didn't let them fall as he moved his hand over the bowl, the tears the only sign of how painful it had been. Grinlast looked upon the human with a little respect.

It took about five minutes for the concoction to turn a dark red. His hand healed right afterward, just as Grinlast said. The best part in Harry's mind was that the pain in his hand was gone, and he didn't even have a scar to show for it.