In the Department of Mysteries, deep within the prophecy halls... A relatively young seer inspected a crystal ball. Clouds of mist dangled within her droopy eyes as the darkness of the space oppressively draped itself around her. Magic in all of its majesty was almost physical in the space. Purple and blue specks of light faded in and out of view.
Beside her a man draped in thick grey cloak watched on, his silver-black wand within his hands as an hourglass slowly speckled sand down within his other hand. His bright blue eyes were glued to the crystal ball.
This scene carried on, minute after minute, as the seer slowly increased her volume... A chant soon filled the space, Latin slipping into ancient Greek and then into Egyptian. HAAA. Her eyes shot wide open, the clouds parting to reveal the image of a sword. The crystal ball thrummed and vibrated as the grey cloaked man stepped forwards slightly, anticipation burning within his sockets.
The seer inhaled sharply before screeching out the words of a new prophecy, her eyes crackling with power as she did so..."Born in the past, as the seventh month dies, to blood of the Hollowed and blood of the Crown, the Boy Who Lived shall awaken the Lost. Through him, the Threads of Old shall be rewoven! He must beware the Crazed Serpent as it rears its seven ugly heads once more!"
The seer slumped into the chair as her eyes imploded, flesh and minced eyeball flying across the entire chamber whilst she spasmed painfully. A croaky gasp escaped the man's throat as he rushed forwards and summoned his Patronus. Message was sent to the healers nearby before he slowly started passing her over with diagnostic spells and healing spells.
Her entire visual centre was shot. She had lost her seer ability and would forevermore be blind... Disheartening, certainly. The man did the best he could before the medical witches and wizards rushed in. Stepping back he looked at the crystal ball whilst running the words of the new prophecy through his mind constantly...
A new prophecy regarding ancient magic families and Harry Potter was, concerning and wonderful... It was worrisome for the man though as he had only checked in on the boy but three days ago, yet somehow something had changed. He swallowed spittle nervously as he watched the healing spells cling to the former-seer's body, clawing her away from the hands of death for the time being.
"I must consult Nabu... And Dumbledore..." He murmured to himself before rushing out of the department and port-keyed into an anciently mystical tower with massive runic stones floating above it.
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The three of us entered into a rather comfortable chamber, a fireplace crackling off to the side with armchairs circling the radiating heat. Lush carpets of reds and greens lay across the thick marble slabs that made the flooring. These comforts splayed out in such a way that it directed one's attention towards the end of the chamber, where one could see a well-dressed goblin sitting behind a spectacularly carved mahogany desk.
"Harry Potter, Hermione Granger... And...?"
I coughed into my hand.
"Freya Bragisdottir, or Freya for short. May your gold ever flow, your blades never dull, and your dealings remain unbroken. Griphook."
He dropped his writing implements and looked at me shocked, his eyes blinking cyclically. This didn't last long as the goblin was quick to jump off his chair and walk around the front of the desk, his short stature bowing towards the three of us in respect before righting himself.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty, and may your house never be conquered, nor your country ever fall." I smiled kindly at him before scooping Harry and Hermione from behind me, dragging them forwards.
"Thank you." He righted himself before looking at the two kids before him, roughly the same height as him. "I have brought Harry Potter and Hermione here to undertake a bloodline test."
Griphook frowned immediately before smiling wickedly. The features upon his face were stretched and looked akin to a fae finding something utterly amusing and entertaining. His enjoyment was clear for me to see as I even felt a spark of power waft from him into my domain. A flicker of feeling wound its way up my spin before settling at the base of my neck, something was going on and it would be a massive change in a political game long in the making.
"I must thank you, Your Majesty. We have been looking to converse with Mr. Potter for quite some time... Though he has never responded to our missives." Harry frowned immediately, stepping forwards as if to challenge the claim of the Goblin.
"Letters? I never received any from Gringotts...?" Hermione looked up at me before turning, concerned, towards Harry. Her emotions were tumultuous at the current moment as her brain slowly worked away at the problem in front of her.
""Dumbledore..."" Me and Hermione spoke at the same time, after a minute of deliberation and thought. She giggled as Harry gave us a rather funny look. He was glancing between both of us for several seconds until Griphook coughed into his elongated Goblin hand. I was naturally unsurprised by the revelation, the old coot was a master manipulator.
"I fear that you are correct. It could neither be agreed upon or proved that the man had been stopping our missives, but now, with Mr. Potter's words we can safely assume that his magical guardian, one: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, has been keeping him in the dark." Harry deflated after being told the old man that had been there for him in some of the worst times was working against his better interests.
"That ends today though!" The Goblin trotted over to the cushioned seat behind the desk, stacks of papers lifting from below and landing on the desk without a sound. "We have many matters to speak about, but first, I would ask you a question Mr. Potter..."
"Harry. You can call me Harry." The Goblin inclined his head in acquiescence.
"Did you know that you are the future Lord of the Ancient Family, Potter?" Harry looked utterly confused as seats were automatically transfigured from nearby carpets. I sat down and gestured for them to follow, Harry answering as we all got comfortable.
"U-um, no...? I mean, I knew that my dad left some stuff for me. I saw the vault before my first year at Hogwarts. There was a lot in there..." The goblin guffawed in disdain before a subtle tsk was clicked from under his breath.
The stacks of paper finally ended their constant movement, the long line-up of paper giving me flashbacks of scenes within Niccolo's office. It seemed Harry Potter had a lot of unknowns to him if the paper stack was anything to go off of.
"Okay, that will be rectified today. Before that however, we must discuss something of utmost importance... The will of your father and mother, Lilly and James Potter." If the previous conversations or words had 'stunned' him then this was a reaction that could only be classified as 'lambasted'. The boy was utterly blown away by the revelation that his parents even had a will.
Griphook continued... "It was sealed an hour after their official deaths under the guidance of your magical guardian and custodian of House Potter, Dumbledore. Ever since you had reached the age of 12 we have been attempting to contact you with regards to this document, as you have officially passed the threshold to be able to unlock the last testaments." Silence ensued for a time before tears slowly slid down Harry's cheeks.
He took a large folder that was floating off to his side, sliding it over and turning it towards the boy. Looking at it I couldn't help but snarl at the name at the bottom of the document, declaring that Dumbledore had been the witness to the document... Hermione was watching all of this with confusion and misunderstanding evident in her posture, the young girl had yet to learn or care for the details of wizarding culture and politics.
"My question to you, Harry, is simple. Do you wish to unseal the document?" With an instant, he had a visceral reaction of excitement, the boy nodding emphatically as his tears slid down his flushed cheeks. He was utterly conflicted in what to feel and seemed to have problems digesting how he should feel about this document.
"YES!" The words were shouted out in an amalgam of emotion.
Griphook nodded and touched his extended index finger against the file, the entire thing shining brightly before bursting upwards and revealing the form of a scroll. It unwound itself as a two voices softly ushered out of it. Hermione gasped in shock as Harry broke down into tears, hearing his mother and father's voice for the first time since Halloween all those years ago.
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|This is The Last Will and Testament of James Fleamont Potter and Lily Evans Potter|
To Whom It May Concern, and most importantly, to our beloved son, Harry James Potter... We, James Fleamont Potter and Lily Evans Potter, being of sound mind and body, and in full awareness of the dangers that surround us in these dark times, do hereby set down our final wishes, should the worst come to pass.
I. Guardian of Harry James Potter
In the tragic event of our untimely passing, it is our deepest and most sacred wish that our son, Harry James Potter, be raised in a home of love, integrity, and magical understanding.
Primary Guardian:
Sirius Orion Black, our dearest friend and Harry's godfather, is our first and foremost choice. He is brave, fiercely loyal, and would love Harry as his own.
Secondary Guardian:
Should Sirius be unwilling, unable, or otherwise unfit to care for Harry, guardianship shall pass to Remus John Lupin, who has been a constant friend, a man of remarkable heart and intellect, and one who we trust to teach Harry compassion, restraint, and strength.
Tertiary Guardians:
If, for whatever reason, both Sirius and Remus cannot fulfil this role, guardianship shall be considered in this order of preference:
Frank and Alice Longbottom – Trusted allies of ours in the Order of the Phoenix, and parents to Harry's first and only magical peer by birth. Their values align closely with ours, and we have full faith in their integrity and bravery.
The Greengrass Family – Though traditionally aligned with older pure-blood ideals, they are reasonable and pragmatic, and have treated both of us with a degree of civility not always afforded to half-bloods. Should they take Harry in, we trust that the love of family and the guidance of house tradition will be tempered by wisdom.
Severus Tobias Snape – This is a difficult inclusion. Lily wishes to acknowledge that despite personal tensions and old wounds, Severus has shown a loyalty to her that may yet outlast hatred. If all other options are lost, and if Severus is willing to set aside his past enmities and raise Harry with kindness, we leave this final choice to his conscience.(James adds: "I trust Lily's judgment. But if you hurt him, Snivellus, I swear on my ghost, I will end you.")
Non-Negotiable Clause:
Harry is never to be raised by Petunia and Vernon Dursley.They have scorned everything we are and represent. To leave Harry in their care would be to condemn him to a childhood without love, warmth, or understanding. Let this clause be magically enforced with the strength of our intent and sealed in goblin and wizarding law!
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Harry and Hermione scowled as they listened to all of the other options that could have been available for him. Snape was a shock for both of the children but that quickly passed when it was stated that the people he had been staying with were not to be his guardians by any measure.
The will continued onwards despite their chaotic thoughts and questions.
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II. Estate and Monetary Distribution
All assets belonging to the Potter Family Vaults, including but not limited to liquid Galleons, precious artefacts, ancestral heirlooms, real estate holdings (notably the Godric's Hollow Estate, the Highland Retreat, and the Villa of Starlight near the Mediterranean), as well as shares in multiple wizarding and muggle businesses—including a 17% stake in Nimbus Brooms Ltd. and quiet holdings in Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour and Zonko's Joke Shop—are to be transferred to Harry James Potter, to be held in trust until his seventeenth birthday.
Should Harry be raised by any of the approved guardians (as outlined in Article I), access to these funds shall be overseen jointly by said guardian and the Goblin Trust Office of Gringotts.
~James: "Kid, you're not just rich. You're absurdly, hilariously, don't-let-the-Ministry-find-out rich. Use it wisely, and don't let Sirius take you shopping unsupervised."~
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Subsection I- Guardian Disbursement and Support
Sirius Orion Black, as primary guardian, shall have unrestricted access to a portion of vault funds to ensure Harry's care, education, comfort, and freedom to live a full magical life.
A yearly stipend of 5,000 Galleons shall be given to Remus John Lupin, both as thanks for his steadfast loyalty and to ensure that Harry may continue to benefit from his mentorship and kind heart.
~Lily: "Remus, we trust you. You've always had a quiet wisdom and fierce love that Harry deserves to grow up around."~
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Special Emancipation Clause
In the tragic event that none of the approved guardians raise Harry James Potter, and he is instead placed in the care of Muggles, estranged family, or individuals outside the provisions of this testament, the following directives shall be invoked immediately and without delay:
Upon his eleventh birthday, by right of blood, inheritance, and ancestral law, Harry James Potter shall be considered magically emancipated, with all the rights and privileges that accompany adulthood in the wizarding world.
This emancipation is not granted by any Ministry decree or Goblin charter — it is enacted by the ancient magic of the Potter and Evans bloodlines, codified in this will, and bound by oath to the Old Laws that predate modern wizard governance.
The High Goblin Council, Wizengamot, and the Department of Magical Family Affairs shall be notified, and are required to recognize the validity of this emancipation under the Old Blood Compacts and Magical Inheritance Codex.
He shall receive full control and access to all Potter and Evans assets, including:
-Vaults (Personal, Legacy, Ancestral)
-Properties (domestic and international)
-Documents and legal holdings
-All family grimoires and heirlooms
Emancipation shall confer upon him the full rights and privileges of a magical adult, including:
-Legal autonomy in all wizarding courts
-The right to enter into magical contracts
-Permission to sit for N.E.W.T.-level exams or private mastery tutoring, when and if he so chooses, as paid for on 29th of October 2002
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A sealed package containing the Potter Family Grimoire, Evans Magical Codex, and the Ancestral Knowledge Registry shall be delivered to him, alongside:
-An enchanted letter from Lily and James Potter
- The Lord Ring for the most Ancient and Noble family of Potter, as is his right by both Magic, Wizarding law and the Albion Family Magics, enchanted to grant access to blood-locked vaults, grimoires, and ancestral protections
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III. Personal Wishes and Legacy
Harry is to be given his father's Invisibility Cloak, which has been passed down through the Potter line.
Lily's enchanted journal, containing her thoughts on motherhood, magic, and life, is to be placed in Harry's possession when he turns eleven.
We hope Harry grows with kindness in his heart, courage in his soul, and fire in his wand. Let him not be consumed by vengeance or bitterness, but guided by love, as that is our final gift to him.
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Personal Notes To: Harry James Potter-
Lily's Note:"If you're reading this, love, then something went wrong, something we feared, but prayed wouldn't happen. Please know this: even in death, we are with you. Not just in name or memory, but in every spell you cast, in every moment of strength. You are more than our son, you are our legacy, and the light we tried to preserve."
James's Note:"Kid... I'm sorry we couldn't be there to see you grow into the wizard I know you'll become. But if they kept you from the people who love you, take back what's yours. Raise hell, raise hope, and remember... you're a Potter. You were born to blaze trails, not follow paths."
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IV. Final Provisions
This will has been filed under Goblin Law in accordance with Gringotts' Family Testament Archives, and sealed with the magic of House Potter.
Executed this 28th day of October, 2002
Signed,
James Fleamont PotterLily Evans Potter
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Harry was now openly weeping. The entire message was filled with his mother and father's wishes and hopes for him. Their personalities shined brightly within the notes they left for people and him... None were as impactful to him as the last two though, he was heartbroken, hurt and slowly festering in rage.
He should have known all of this already. He knew that, and all present knew that. More than that it outlined the absolute state of Dumbledore's manipulations and machinations. I felt for the boy as he curled into himself, sobbing in loss and frustration. Their love was agonising as it just made his life with the Dursleys all that more painful...
'If my women were here... Yeah, best not to consider what they would do to Dumbledore.'
Anger was present within me as well, don't get me wrong... But I wished for Harry to grow and learn. Dumbledore posed a significant road block and would serve as a whetstone for the young man. He needed to gather allies and make plans himself, without my direct interference... There was also the matter that I didn't fully know the scope in which other aspects of this universe would effect this particular corner.
'I simply have to look after him. Damn it, my motherly instincts are kicking into overdrive... Fuck Divinity is a double edges sword...!'
"Mr. Potter, funds have been taken out since your eleventh birthday, by Dumbledore and one Molly Weasley, née Molly Prewett. The total sum is: 2,000,000 Galleons. The stated reason is, Schooling expenses and livelihood expenses. On Mrs. Weasley's end of things she was granted access to trust vaults where she could take 20,000 Galleons every school year for one Ronald Weasley." The boy flinched out of his sorrow as the Goblin continued.
"Gringotts and the Goblin nation is required to retroactively investigate these transactions and transfers as it was stated that you were to be officially emancipated at age 11. We shall arrange messages to be sent, personally, to you via house elves."
The Goblin then took out a blank scroll on which hundreds of small runes were woven into the metallic caps of said scroll. Hermione was hugging Harry to support him, her own chair abandoned. I was looking on in thinly veiled anger at what had been revealed... Okay, I was more effected by the entire betrayal thing than I said I was... But could you blame me?
"I am sorry to keep on pushing forwards Mr. Potter, but we must get all of this out of the way as quickly as possible... I understand that we are on a time schedule." He looked at me and nodded in respect. 'They truly had eyes everywhere', I mused.
"I-it's okay. I can keep going. This needs to be done." His emerald eyes glowed powerfully, angrily... Oh, he was pissed. Twelve he may be, but he was also mature beyond his years and more intelligent than he let on; especially now with my blessing.
Griphook smiled nastily, respect and willpower shining brightly within the dark irises of the account manager.
"Great! You remind me so much Charlus Potter in your determination, keep at it." Harry blushed slightly under the compliments, tears slowly fading from his eyes as he straightened his posture out in an attempt to refocus himself.
Looking to the scroll Griphook explained its purpose to the newly emancipated Harry.
"This scroll is a bloodline scroll and will allow us to trace your ancestry. I doubt much will change, but it was requested in a separate document by Sirius Black just before he was imprisoned in Azkaban... Payed for by him and agreed upon by Albus Dumbledore, though it was halted shortly after your godfather's arrest."
He extended the scroll across the table.
"You merely need to place your thumb on the bottom of the scroll to obtain the information. Just a warning, it will take a miniscule amount of blood through a pinprick."
Harry didn't hesitate as the scroll took his blood and quickly began creating small artistic depictions of his family members in ink. His name appeared first, followed by his mother and father. Then came the long list of ancestors... Fleamont Potter + Euphemia Potter, Henry Potter + Aelia Pendragon, Charles Potter + Illena Emrys, Iolanthe Peverell + Hardwin Potter, Ignotus Peverell + Dorothy LeFay.
Griphook inhaled sharply and receded somewhat as five new rings emerged on Harry's right hand. The Goblin looked utterly panicked, manic and amazed all at once. He tapped a button on his desk and quickly sent the servant that entered soon after for his King.
'Ohhh, shit...'
The scroll continued as it unfolded Lily's familial line. They were mostly all muggle until a certain name stuck out... Emelia Gaunt... That's where the boy got his Parseltongue. Immediately another ring emerged on his right hand, subsuming itself into the Potters' Lord Ring a moment later.
Griphook stood and waited near an empty wall as Hermione sat in stunned silence. She was born in a human household and had learnt of King Arthur Pendragon and Morgan LeFay... And her best friend was a culmination of both lines...
'We haven't even done Hermione yet and I already have a British Royal on my hands. I'll have to tell Elizabeth... Oh, and of course let him meet Artoria, since she is actually an alternate version of Arthur... Shit, then there is the fact that Avalon could exist here...'
My mind spun in circular thoughts as the once blank wall split down the centre, stone grinding against stone. From the shadowed chamber beyond stepped a figure who radiated more than authority, he radiated age. Power. Dominion.
His eyes gleamed like molten gold beneath a circlet wrought of obsidian and platinum. A finely braided beard adorned his angular jaw, and in one clawed hand, he held a staff capped with a shard of glimmering adamantine. This was no mere official.
This was Ragnok. King of the Goblins.
He did not bow. Goblins never bowed. But his gaze held an ancient respect as it lingered upon Harry.
"So," he rumbled, voice like shifting earth, "the blood of LeFay, Pendragon, Emyr and Potter walks the halls of stone again..."
Harry gulped as he was suffering a malfunction from all of the surprises today.
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