Tap. Tap. Tap.
That's all he heard. He had requested Griphook an hour ago and was sent to a waiting room. His nerves began to over come him as he tapped his foot on the marble floor, almost enchanted by the echo reverberating from around the empty room.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Five. Ten. Thirty.
Thirty minutes passed before a small goblin he assumed was Griphook walked into the room. "And you are...?" Harry thought quickly about how he was supposed to respond. "Um, Buckie sent me?" The goblin's eyes widened before he smirked. "Follow me." Griphook turned and began walking towards what at the time seemed to be a solid wall, but as he neared it he tapped it three times before a door appeared. It was oak wood with a brass handle. The door soundlessly swung open and Harry followed Griphook inside. The room was rather small, only spanning around twenty square feet in total. They walked to a small pedestal in the centre of the room.
Griphook summoned a single piece of aged parchment with a flick of his hand and a knife along with it.
"Cut the palm of your hand let three drops of blood fall onto the parchment."
With these instructions Harry picked up the knife, taking a moment to admire its beauty before placing it on his hand. He tightly gripped the ruby inlayed ivory handle and pressed down slightly on his palm. Harry was surprised, to say the least, at the sharpness of the blade. He had barely applied pressure to it and his hand had a steady trickle of the crimson liquid running out of it. Quickly, after holding his bleeding hand over the parchment for a few seconds, he retrieved his wand and healed his hand. "Episkey." Preparing to ask the goblin about what to do next he glanced down at the once blank page. Now, it had columns of information. Not just any information, no, information about Harry. Some stuff, even Harry himself had never known.
Harry James Potter
Birthday: July 31
Father: James Potter
Mother: Lillian Potter (née Noxium)
Godfathers: Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Frank Longbottom, Tom Riddle
Godmothers: Annie Longbottom, Andromeda Black, Nymphadora Black, Pandora Lovegood
Age: 18
Creature Inheritance: Faelor(submissive)
Creature Mate(s): Unknown
Magical Abilities
Creature Speak: Parsltongue, Elvish(blocked), Veela(Blocked), Zyphor(blocked), Mermaid(blocked), Grindylow(blocked)
Magic Core: Grey
Wandless: 100% blocked
Legilimency: 95% blocked
Occlumancy: 95% blocked
Family Names and Lordships
Potter
Noxium
Ecanas
Carvus
Hindred
Vaults and Properties
Noxium #277, #788, #9117, #224
Potter #173, #233, #687
Ecanas #38, #177, #8372
Carvus #0019, #713
Hindred #64418
Noxium Manor
Potter Estate
Ecanas Mansion
Carvus Lodge
Hindred Manor
Well, that's interesting. Harry read and reread the parchment over and over again but only a few things stood out as strange. Why are Snape and Voldemort listed as my Godfathers? This question, as well as many others, danced through his mind and Harry decided to simply ask Sirius when he returned home. Harry turned to thank Griphook before realizing that he was no longer there. Harry was alone. Harry took out his wand and tried to apperate home, but it didn't work. Instead, his wand cracked down the middle and burned his hand causing him to drop it. As the wand clattered on the marble floor Griphook came back into the room.
"I thought that might happen. You'll need to get a new wand," Harry was confused, to say the least. "But Mr Ollivander's-"
"I know about what happened to him. That's why I want you to go to Drawona's shop to get a new wand. You'll find her in Knockturn Alley. But first, you'll need these," Griphook swished his hand and five silver rings appeared on the table in front of Harry.
They all had a letter carved in and two jewel inlays. The first one had a 'P' along with a ruby and a topaz. The second one was 'N' and had obsidian and sapphire. The third was 'C' with a diamond and rose quartz. The fourth an 'E' and emerald and moon stone. The last one had 'H' and held amethyst and opal. Harry fished out a random small silver chain from his pocket and placed the rings on it before clipping it around his neck. He felt different. He felt empowered almost. Harry nodded his goodbye before spinning on his heel and walking out of Gringotts. The information parchment in hand and with the smile of a changed man. To Drawona's we go...
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Wings And Whispers
FanficIt's the survivors' 8th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and new secrets unfold...