Gringotts - March 3, 1996
Chief Ragnock of the Gringotts Clan was a proud goblin, like all other goblins. He was well over 200 years old and had been the chief of his clan for over 30 years now. He had lived through the reign of 2 dark lords that saw goblins and beneath them, and worthy only of death. He was a skilled warrior that had first blooded his blade at the age of 10.
He had thought there was nothing left that could surprise him. That was until tonight. He had been working late in his office, he had wanted to rush as his mate was probably back in their cavern and he didn't want to keep her waiting, that was never a wise thing, but he had a little bit more work to do and Ragnock never shirked his duty.
Just as he had been finishing the last page of his paperwork there was a soft pop and he felt the presence of another. In less than a second his mind went over all the scenarios that he could think of, he hadn't even considered this one. Casually dropping his hand to the battle axe he still kept at his waist he subtly pulled it out and kept it behind the desk so the intruder wouldn't notice it until it was too late.
Glancing up, he froze. Rather than some shadowy enemy or some foolish thief, was a startled wizard youngling. Then Ragnock's mind caught up with what he was seeing. He could clearly see the younglings small size, the bruises, the way it was favouring its arm, but most of all was the guarded cautious expression. He knew goblins in their 30's that weren't as guarded or cautious as this youngling appeared to be. The only way to have a look like that was if one had seen battle and shed blood. This youngling was way to young for that, even by goblin standards. Ragnocks opinion of wizards dropped even lower, though he hadn't believed that was even possible.
Cautiously Ragnock approached the confused youngling, just incase this was a trap. once the youngling had focused on where he was and caught sight of Ragnock he did something that surprised Ragnock once again. The youngling snapped his feet together, laid his hand over his heart, bowed at the waist ensuring that the back of his neck was visible and exposed, and then gave a traditional greeting.
Harry was confused. He had no clue where he was or how he had gotten there. He also had no idea why he had just said and did what he did. He only knew that it was the right thing to do.
He took a seat when Ragnock, and he somehow did know that this was a goblin named Ragnock, had gestured to the chair in front of his dest. Retaking his seat Ragnock looked at the youngling.
Harry snapped out of his shock and flushed. He quickly handed Ragnock the envelope that Death had handed to him only a few minutes ago.
Ragnock cautiously took the envelope. He was quite interested when he saw his name on the front, he was then confused when he realized that not only was this his name, it was also his handwriting. Flipping the envelope over to open it he saw the Gringotts seal. This had to be something important as the banks official seal could not be faked.
Opening the letter Ragnock read the first page while still keeping a cautious eye on the youngling. When he reached the end he was shocked. He had to reread the letter, and this time he gave it his full attention.
The letter stated that he was writing this letter to himself in the future. It explained that the young boy in front of him had become an unspeakable and had found a way to send himself back in time. He told himself about the attack on the clan and how this boy had stood with them, even against his own kind. It gave him a brief outline of how they had planned to change the future in a way the bettered the world while still providing a profit for the goblins. It ended with the information that this youngling had been declared a goblin friend, and a request of himself to help the boy who could one day save them all.
Ragnock could only look from the letter to the boy in front of him. How could something so small and damaged save them. Than he flipped to the next letter.
Chief Ragnock
As I am sure you are aware of by now young Hadrian Potter has come back in time. There has however been a slight complication. My sister Destiny decided to play a trick and he has arrived to early. It was intended that he would arrive 5 1/2 years from now.
His mind is not yet strong enough to process all the information. He will have natural instincts from his past life but will be unable to explain why, at least for the next few years.
It is my belief that he will start to consciously be able to remember what happened in the next few years.
He will need an inheritance test. I would recommend that you use the full in-depth one. You will be surprised at what you discover.
I am forbidden from interfering too much by the Ancient Mage Peace Treaty so I request that you assist me. Contact Severus Snape and Remus Lupin. Both will also need to be checked and purged.
Please take the funds required from my own personal family vault 001, the Mortus Immortalis Vault, To help Hadrian and his family.
Help my young master, I have no desire to collect the souls of some of your clans bravest warriors early again.
Lord Death
P.S. There is no need to worry about the despicable people that harmed my master, I am dealing with them personally. I will also ensure that the boy is not missed.
Ragnock glanced from the youngling to the signature a few times. The Ancient Mage Peace Treaty governed how the immortal beings interacted with the mortal world, that couldn't be right, could it. Looking back at the letter he had written to himself, he saw that he too had addressed the boy as the Master of Death a few times.
Ragnock swore softly in gobbledygook. He was holding a letter from Death himself, while sitting across the desk from Death's master who had traveled back in time, and somehow Destiny had gotten involved. This had so much potential for greatness, it could also be a complete disaster if handled incorrectly.
Deciding to do as Death had suggested, although it seemed more like an order, Ragnock got out the ingredients for an in-depth inheritance test.
Once all the ingredients were prepped he looked up to the youngling that had yet to speak any more than a greeting. "Give me your hand young one. I'm going to do the inheritance test that was suggested. I'm going to need 7 drops of your blood. I will add it to this potion, mix in the other ingredients, and then spread it on this enchanted parchment. It will tell us who you are, who your family is, what you are in line to inherit, and any block or potions in your system."
The child didn't even flinch when Ragnock cut his finger to add the blood. Quickly healing the finger, Ragnock mixed everything up, poured it onto the parchment. Once everything was absorbed Ragnock handed the parchment over.
Sitting back Ragnock watched as the boys face turned to one of confusion. "There has to be a mistake, this isn't mine."
"Blood never lies young one." Taking the parchment, Ragnock read it and was as shocked as the youngling. If he himself hadn't mixed the ingredients he would think there had been a mistake. This changed everything.
Name: Hadrian Jameson Charlus Prince-Potter
Father (Sire): Severus Prince-Potter (Status: Alive)
Father (Bearer): James Prince-Potter (Status: Alive)
Blood Adoptions:
Sirius Lupin-Black: September 7, 1990 (Legal, Godfather Ritual) (Status: Compromised)
Remus Lupin-Black: September 7, 1990 (Legal, Godfather Ritual) (Status: Alive)
Lily Evans: June 10, 1991 (Illegal) (Status: Alive)
Titles:
Potter: Heir (Eligible to claim upon death of father)
Prince: Heir (Eligible to claim upon death of father)
Peverell: Heir (Eligible to claim at 11)
Gryffindor: Heir (Eligible to claim at 11)
Ravenclaw: Heir (Eligible to claim at 11)
Black: Heir (Eligible to claim upon death of godfather)
Slytherin: Heir by right of Conquest (Eligible to claim at 11, test required)
LeFey: Heir by right of Conquest (Eligible to claim at 11, test required)
Lord of Lightning (Gifted by Lady Fate)
Breaker of Chains (Gifted by Lady Destiny)
Vaults:
Potter:
487: 7,685,000 Galleons, 104,083 Sickles, 195,795 Knuts
488: (Valuables Vault): Portrits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire
713: (Hadrian Trust (Vault Self-Refilling)): 10,000 Galleons, 50,000 Sickles, 50,000 Knuts
Prince:
697: 11,378,061 Galleons, 52,627 Sickles, 227,258 Knuts
698: (Valuables Vault): Portrits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire, Potions Ingredients
714: (Hadrian Trust (Vault Self-Refilling)): 10,000 Galleons, 50,000 Sickles, 50,000 Knuts
Peverell
285-286: 148,000,00 Galleons, 100,000 Sickles, 100,000 Knuts
287: (Valuables Vault): Portrits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire, Journals
Gryffindor:
037-041: 197,000,000 Galleons, 100,000 Sickles, 100,000 Knuts
042-046: (Valuables Vault): Portraits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire, Weapons
Ravenclaw:
047-049: 78,000,000 Galleons, 100,000 Sickles, 100,000 Knuts
050-058: (Valuables Vault): Portraits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire, Ravenclaw Library
Black:
511: 48,383,262 Galleons, 184,285 Sickles, 396,539 Knuts
512: (Valuables Vault): Portrits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire
Slytherin:
032-033: 148,057,246 Galleons, 128,293 Sickles, 137,918 Knuts
034-036: (Valuables Vault): Portraits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire, Plants
LeFey:
007-013: 242,000,000 Galleons, 100,000 Sickles, 100,000 Knuts
014-017: (Valuables Vault): Portraits, Jewels, Antiques, Heirlooms, Family Grimoire, Books/Scrolls
Gifts:
Vault 1287 (Boy-Who-Lived Gift Value): 15,000 Galleons, 405,959 Sickles, 820,467 Knuts, Stuffed Animals(5,086), Letters (14,684), Miscellaneous
Abilities:
Metamorphmagus (90% Blocked - Lily Evans)
Parseltongue (75% Blocked - Albus Dumbledore)
All Speak (Gifted by Lord Death)
Natural Carrier
Mage Sight
Blocks/Curses/Potions
Core Block/Leech:
10% - June 20, 1991 (Lily Evans)
5% - Horcrux (Tom Riddle)
50% - November 1, 1991 (Albus Dumbledore)
10% - January 6, 1992 (Albus Dumbledore)
10% - Less than 24 hours ago (Albus Dumbledore)
IQ Block: 45% (Albus Dumbledore)
Photographic Memory: 60% (Albus Dumbledore)
Natural Healing: 50% (Albus Dumbledore)
Wish Magic: 100% (Lily Evans)
Soul Mate Block: 100% (Albus Dumbledore, Lily Evans, Molly Prewett)
Anti-Homosexuality Curse: (Lily Evans, Molly Prewett)
May You Live in Interesting Times Curse (Placed by Lord Time)
Submission Potion: Focused towards Dursley Family
Loyalty Potion: Focused on Lily Evans, Albus Dumbledore, Molly Prewett, Ronald Weasley, Ginevra Weasley, Gryffindor House
Hatred Potion: Focused on Severus Snape, Slytherin House, Dark Magic
Contract(s)
Marriage Contract: Between Harry Potter (Hadrian Prince-Potter) and Ginevra Weasley
Signed by Albus Dumbledore, Lily Evans, Molly Prewett, Ginevra Weasley (Signed with blood)
Setting down the parchment Ragnock looked at the youngling in a whole new light. This little one was probably the riches person in all of Britain and he had enough potions and blocks to bring down an entire quidditch team.
"We must hurry young Lord."
Harry was very confused. "Why? What does all that mean?"
"It means youngling that we need to move." Ragnock said sternly. They only stopped for a moment so that the youngling could open the trunk and remove another shrunken trunk that had Ragnocks name on it, the trunk was placed on his desk for later before he led the boy out of his office. Ushering the boy down the hall towards the medical wing Ragnock explained about what the parchment meant.
When Ragnock walked into the medical area he caught the eye of one of the healers. Once the Healer, Vessra, caught sight of the youngling it took every ounce of strength Ragnock had not to flinch at her gaze. Luckily the young lord was looking around at everything and missed it. Ragnock really did not want to see what a look like that would do to the clearly abused youngling.
Children in the wizarding world were rare but not in comparison with the goblins. There were generally less than 50 goblin younglings born every year world wide. This led to an intense protective urge towards younglings of all species.
Putting Hadrian on one of the beds Ragnock quickly led Vessra over to one of the offices and threw up a silencing ward.
"Just what is the meaning of this Chief Ragnock." Vessra all but hissed at him.
Attempting to make a calming gesture with his hands Ragnock built up the courage to hand her the inheritance test. "This wizard youngling was brought to me less than an hour ago. The one who brought him requested our aid and offered to pay from his own vault. Given that the most recent core block is less than 24 hours old I hoped that you and our curse breakers would be able to remove it before it completely latches on to the poor youngling, if we wait much more it will only add to the rather large amount of pain he is already going to have to endure."
"Good," Vessra snapped at him as she read over all the potions and blocks on the youngling. "Summon your mate, I think I am going to need her assistance if we want this one to survive."
Ragnock agreed as they left the office. Vessra went over to the poor youngling and in a manner much sweeter than any other wizard had, or would, ever experience she started to work with the boy. As she was starting to cast an in-depth medical history scan Ragnock went to one of the guards outside the room and sent him to get his mate.
It took less than 5 minutes for his mate to come into the room. Ragnock flinched slightly as he saw the look on her face.
"Just what is the meaning of this Ragnock?" His wife, Cora, demanded. "You were supposed to be home 3 hours ago, and then you summon me here."
Before Ragnock could manage to get out a response Vessra came storming over, Ragnock let out a silent relieved breath as she drew his mates attention away from him. "Oh good Cora, your here. Your mate has brought us some work." With a scowl Vessra handed Cora the medical scan. "We have an abused wizard youngling that is going to need a lot of work if we want him to make it through the next week."
Ragnock could only watch in fear as his mate went over the health scan and the inheritance test. As she read Ragnock could almost feel the temperature in the room rise as her fury grew.
When she looked at him Ragnock froze. "I want to be involved in dealing with what ever fool thought they could do this to a youngling."
"I'm sorry my dear, they have already been dealt with." Ragnock tried to keep the stutter out of his voice. He was not successful.
"And just who do you think can handle them properly."
Ragnock took a deep breath. This was a complicated issue. Taking the inheritance test out he showed them the gifts from the immortal beings. "This youngling has managed to draw the attention of the Olde Ones. It was Lord Death himself that sent the youngling to me. I was informed that he would deal with them personally."
His mate was slightly mollified with this information, though she still didn't look happy. "I guess I can accept his decisions on this matter. Now, Ragnock. It is going to take about a month to deal with all the damage that has been done to this youngling. When he wakes up his family will be here. I do not care what you have to do to get it done, but you will get it done. If they are not, than you will be sleeping in your office for the next decade. Do I make myself clear."
Ragnock gave a slight nod. Once the two female goblins had gotten what they wanted from their chief they returned to the nervous youngling.
It took him almost a full minute to build up the courage to move. Oh yes, Ragnock was a proud goblin, he was brave and he knew it, but he was no goblins fool. He was not about to tell his mate no, he wanted to live longer than the next few minutes.
While Vessra and Cora were gathering some of the clans best curse breakers and healers Ragnock returned to his office.
He quickly wrote out letters to Remus Lupin and Severus Snape. He knew that they were probably potioned and blocked like the youngling so he made the letters sound innocuous but important enough that they would come to the bank.