New Beginnings

Chapter 4

Harry woke to see blue lighting, completely different to the bright white of the hospital wing. Groaning he sat up to see, what he figured was a nurse, run off as fast as he could.

Sadly he hadn't gotten to see the ritual, something that had been fascinating him ever since he saw Voldemort return. Harry wondered if the two rituals were similar, both could be called healing.

Distractingly, the goblin returned with Griphook, who seemed angrier than before. Harry gulped, wandering what could make the stoic goblin so obviously enraged.

"Usually there would be recovery time however I have been reviewing the vaults history and there have been many disturbing truths uncovered."

So Harry had to walk all the way back to the goblins office despite being woozy. There were a ton of strewn papers everywhere and Harry could see long lists of numbers. He did manage to find out that he'd be unconscious for five hours. 

"Can we first go over the test?" Harry asked, still reeling over it. "My parents to be specific."

"It's appears your mother is Bartemius Crouch Jr and your father is Severus Snape. Through your mother, you are also related to the Blacks and through your father, the Princes." The goblin murmured bluntly, focused more on shifting through sheets of papers than what Harry was saying.

"The other lines?"

"Adoption, your adoptive father has both Peverell and Gryffindor roots. This means you can claim all three as well as Slytherin via conquest." Griphook smirked, glancing up for a moment. "You have bested the dark Lord numerous times and if you wanted could take over his houses."

"Yeah, no. I don't want Slytherin, but I will take the rest." Harry groaned, feeling a headache come on from all the information. He'd wanted to draw money and then found out that he was adopted and basically drugged into being the Lights poster child.

For now he would ignore the whole adoption thing, easier to squash his emotions down and come back to it later.

Griphook took out a small chest, "I took the liberty of gathering the Lord rings already. The Crouch ring is currently in possession of Bartemius Crouch Snr. Apart from that there won't be a problem."

Harry nodded, reaching forward to open the chest. Inside where the rings. The Black ring was, obviously, black with the family crest, whilst the Potter ring was solid gold with their crest. Each of the rings had their family crests however had differing coloured bands, hilariously the Gryffindor ring was Slytherin green. Peverell being a nice dark grey.

Harry was told that all he needed to do was put each on and see if they accepted him, however he wasn't told what would happen if they didn't. Luckily all of them accepted him so he didn't find out.

"Could we keep this a secret?" Harry sat back. "The test, the ritual, my parents and the Lord rings. Take a small fee from the Potter vaults."

"We could lose some paperwork for a while." Griphook grinned, showing off pointed teeth.

"Excellent. You wanted to talk about the vaults."

"Dumbledore has been making several transactions, the full lists will be sent to you however they date back to the night your parents were killed."