Metempsychosis

Harry didn’t return to the Leaky right away, after talking in depth with Ragnok about the glamour that had been hiding his true face they had come to a conclusion that Harry Potter couldn’t exactly show up looking completely different. They knew one look from the wrong person and the game would be up. After a discussion of price, Ragnok agreed to commission a goblin glamour for him. They’d decided on a necklace so Harry could hide it away under his clothing. The goblin leader informed him it’d take around an hour to make and he could come pick it up.

Now Harry sat at a table outside Florean Fortescue’s, eating an ice cream and inspecting his new rings. The Potter ring sat on the index finger of his right hand, a beautiful gold ring incrusted with small rubies around the top. The Potter crest etched into the top had taken his breath away, Harry hadn’t known what it was before, his family crest bore the head of a Stag. Suddenly his fathers animagus form had made sense to him, it had been the symbol of his family. When Harry had slid it on a warm flush had washed over him, the smell of leather and earth filled his senses. It had felt like coming home. All Heir rings are able to detect potions in food and drinks and warm when they do. However the Potter ring also provides some defences, Ragnok tells him that if harry is unarmed or unconscious, the ring will erect a shield around him should someone try to use magic against him.

Next he had slid the Black ring onto his middle finger, next to the Potter ring. this ring was made of pure silver with a onyx serving as the flat top of the signet. The family crest of a massive Raven sat atop a Grim was etched into the surface of the crystal. When the family magicks had washed over Harry, he could have sworn he heard the cawing of a Raven as a chill ran down his spine. It had felt freeing and fresh. The black ring brings the ability to detect poisons and boost occulamency shields.

Going for balance he decided to slide the Peverall ring onto the pinky of his right hand, compared to the others this ring was rather simple. Pure silver with the emblem of the deathly hallows. This ring brought a chill, as if for a split second death had been standing behind him. Harrys lips had twitched into a small smile. The Peverall ring provided the same potion detecting spells as all Heir rings do but no other spells or defences. Harry didn’t mind so much as he knew he could call upon death at any point anyways.

On his left index finger Harry wears the Gryffindor ring, it’s much like the Potter ring, A thick gold band and instead of multiple small rubies it is on solid smooth ruby with the Gryffindor emblem of a lion. Ragnok informs him that the properties of the ring had been a well kept secret and he is unsure of the extra protections. The goblin does tell him that he’ll most likely find out his answer for both founders rings at Hogwarts. This ring brings the feeling of fire and pride.

Next he wears the Slyhterin ring. The ring stands out from the rest as it’s not a signet ring but a silver snake with emeralds for eyes. When Harry slides on the ring he hears hissing of a thousand snakes greeting him before the stop. He knows imidiatly this will boost his parcelmagic and makes note to research that later.

Lastly on his pinky he slides on the Gaunt ring, Harry had warred over weather or not to take this Heirship now or wait. But ultimately deaths words of being denied becoming who he was meant to be caused harry to slide the silver ring onto his pinky finger. Immediately he felt like he had been dunked in ice water for a moment. The crest is made up of two snakes tangled together, both with little emeralds as eyes. Ragnok tells him he only knows it hold offensive abilities but no specifics.

After finishing his butterbeer flavoured ice cream Harry stares down at the rings that adorn his fingers. His eyes trail over his right hand first and then his left. As he tilts his left hand palm up Harry spots something that hadn’t been there before. On the inside of his left wrist is a mark, one that reminds harry of the rune tattoos that adorn Sirius’ skin. It’s different though, it holds no runes. The mark is round and comprised of two dragon heads that face away from one another and intertwines with knots. Harry knows he’s seen this somewhere before yet cannot recall where. Was this a result of coming back in time? Or had he always had this mark and the glamour had hidden it. Somewhere in his mind Harry adds this to the mental list of things he needs to find out.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

When he picks up the goblin made glamour pendant an hour later Harry holds out his wrist to show Ragnok.

“Ah” The goblin leader’s eye light in recognition. “Yes this is something I should have explained earlier after I read your test results”

Ragnok settles back in his seat before pulling out the banks copy of the results and point a claw to the soulmate line, “As you’ll see here it says redacted as it is policy that our tests redact the name until after you have found your soulmate. Soulmates a rare these days, however a witch or wizard will bare the mark of their soulmate when they are born. It is common among Pureblood families to hide these marks as many families still use arranged marriages and they tend to ignore it, I personally believe this is why it has become very rare to find Wizards and Witches with soulmates these days.”

Harry soaks in Ragnoks words. A soulmate. Harry had wondered about that line in his test but to actually know he has a soulmate out there made his heart thump and his head spin. 

“How will I know when I find them?” Harry asks quietly as his mind runs through the possibilities.

“Historically speaking many accounts of soulmates have written that once they met their soulmate they felt a certain pull that kept bringing the two together, personally I have only met one soul bonded couple and that was after they had already bonded. My apologies I do not have the information you seek” Ragnok says, Harry nods in understanding. Perhaps he could find some rare books or something.

“Also young Heir, I should mention that if you focus on wanting your rings hidden they should glamour themselves for you” The goblin leader explains, Harry resist thumping his head against the table. He hadn’t thought before that they would be a dead giveaway. He stares down at his hands as his brows furrow, a few moments later his fingers appear to be jewellery free and yet he can still feel their weight.

“Thank you Master Ragnok, I know you are sending the results of my account audit at a later date and I was wondering if I could write you if I have any questions?” Harry asks, pushing aside his whirling thoughts.

Over the next ten minutes they discuss correspondence and Ragnok provides him with a Mail box, for a fee of course, he explains how it works. So long as there’s a name on anything Harry places inside, the Goblin magic can send it. When Harry receives mail the rune on the top will light up. Together they work out that any letters from Molly Weasley, Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione will always be received via owl post. But owls from anyone else will deliver to Gringotts where Ragnok will check them over for curses and then send them through to the box. Ragnok also explains how to pay for things via any of his heir rings and Ragnok agrees to take it from his Black trust vault unless the payment comes from his Potter ring.

Harry walks out of Gringotts once more, thinking about how goblins are the most amazing creatures in the wizarding world.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

The next week flies by in a haze of shopping and talking with Sirius. On his way back from Gringotts Harry had stopped by Flourish & Blotts, he picked up a copy of ‘Glamours, appearance and Beauty; a guide to beautification spells’ and ‘Ancient and noble; a beginners guide to pure blood society’ along with both ‘Sacred 28 and their power’ and ‘Wizengamont; A guide to wizarding politics’ . Harry had decided he needed to know about Politics, considering he held the seats to six ancient houses, he also thought about how it wouldn’t hurt to learn about glamours, that way he can walk around with Sirius and no one will think twice about him.

After explaining to Sirius about the spells placed on him, Harry sits silently, eyes moving from side to side as he watches his godfather pace and rant about “that meddling old goat fucker”. It takes almost and hour before Sirius finally calms down enough for them to begin a plan. Harry leaves out the part about Regulus, unsure on how Sirius would take the news and Sirius doesn’t bring it up so Harry can assume his godfather doesn’t know. Harry write to Ragnok and the Goblin agrees to meet with Sirius so they can cleanse him, Ragnoks letter also states that they are willing to still do business with Sirius despite his fugitive status on the condition they are kept in the loop with the hunt on Peter Pettigrew. Harry isn’t sure how the master goblin knows this information as harry had completely forgotten to mention it, but is happy to comply none the less. 

On Wednesday Sirius uses a glamour and Harrys cloak to visit Gringotts. While his godfather is doing this Harry takes a trip to Twilfitt and Tattings. He’s finally had enough of only wearing either his school robes or Dudleys hand-me downs and recalled overhearing Draco brag about how his mother preferred here over Madam Malkins because the quality is fit for purebloods. A bell chimes as he opens the door and steps inside, behind the front counter is a girl about sixteen, her eyes widen when they land on Harry. He had decided he wouldn’t need a glamour today, he knew people would probably be watching him and as he wasn’t with Sirius he was safe enough to be seen. He gives the girl and awkward smile and clears his throat.

“I require a whole new wardrobe please” He says politely and shifts on his feet. The girls eyes flit over his outfit and he feels his cheeks burn as he looks down at the over sized muggle shirt and worn jeans he sports.

“Oh” She says quietly, “of course.. follow me Mr P-Potter”

She leads him to a room that holds two pedestals, one is currently occupied and she directs him to stand on the free one. A few moments later she takes his measurements in silence.

“Potter?” A voice sounds from the second pedestal, Harrys head whips towards it.

On it stands a boy Harry’s age, he’s taller than harry and his shoulder broader. Brown hair curls around his ears and falls over his forehead, Brown eye staring back at him. Theodore Nott, Harry recognises. He’s a Slytherin in Harry’s year, he’s seen him in classes, mainly sat with Malfoy of Zabini. 

“Nott” Harry replies with a small nod, in all of his planning and ideas he hadn’t accounted for running into anyone he knew, let alone someone he knows is and Heir after reading once of the book he had brought. 

“Didn’t expect to see you in here” Theodore says, eyeing Harry’s clothing.

“Right, yes. Needed a new wardrobe… Set fire to my last” Harry lies and even though he looks like he doesn’t quiet believe Harry, Theodore doesn’t push and nods.

“I could… help you pick out some good robes” Theodore offers and Harry does a double take. Was a Slytherin offering to help Harry with something? Harry ponders for a moment and realises Theodore could probably pick out a better wardrobe than Harry can, he’s a pureblood after all.

“I would appreciate that” Harry says slowly while nodding.

And so began the slowest hour of Harrys life, turns out he doesn’t particularly care for different shades of blue or green. Harry lets Theodore take the lead and by the time he’s finished he’s got five pairs of slacks, three pairs of jeans, different kinds of sweaters, button up shirts and simple t-shirts. Theodore picks him out casual robes in green, black, blue and grey. Harry personally sneaks in a red  set of robes despite Theodores protest on the colour. He also ends up with two sets of what Harry can only call the most pompous dress robes in all eternity. They wait together for their orders and Harry finds he doesn’t mind conversing with Theodore so much. He asks Harry about the chamber of secrets and Harry finds himself inclined to tell the truth about Ginny being possessed by a diary full of dark magic and killing a sixty foot basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor.

“Dumbledore sent a twelve year old and old hat and a sword to fight a sixty foot monster?!” Theodore asks incredulously and Harry laughs.

“It sounds insane when I hear someone say it back to me but yes, pretty much” Harry bobs his head as he speaks.

“How did you stop the diary possessing the Weasley girl?” He asks browns drawn together.

“Oh I used the basilisk fang that was in my arm and stabbed it, worked like a treat” Harry says and Theodore gapes, “What?”

“You - You” Theodore splutters. “You used a fang? That was in your arm? Your were bit by a basilisk?! How are you alive!”

Harrys eye brown raise and his lips form a soft ‘o’, “Right yeah so after I destroyed the diary I kinda thought I was dying and then Fawkes, Dumbledores Phoenix, cried on the wound and I didn’t die!” He enthuses while Theodore stares at him like he can’t decide if Harry is the luckiest or most unluckiest person he’s ever met.

“You. Are. Insane.”

When they’re orders are ready Harry pays with his Potter ring while Theodore eyes him with interest. The boy doest say anything though.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

That night when Harry meets Sirius in their room at the Leaky Cauldron he’s astonished. The man before him is less gaunt yet still on the slimmer side, he hair while still long now falls in soft curls and his silver eyes seem more bright and full of life.

“Oh pup!” Sirius barks while dragging the boy into a bone crushing embrace, “I feel alive again! Those Goblins are miracle workers did you know?”

They stand like that for a while, Sirius rests his cheek onto of Harrys head.

“Dumbledore had me spelled too” Sirius mumbles, “Had me hating my family and my own magical core”

Harry pats Sirius’ back softly, “We’ll get him Sirius, we’ll catch Wormtail and free you, and then we’ll take down Dumbledore for all he’s done to us.”

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

That night Harry lay awake thinking. He mentally made a list of everything he had to do.

• Where is Regulus? How is he going to tell Sirius about his fathers?
• What has Dumbledore done with his Proxy votes?
• Catch Pettigrew and clear Sirius’ name.
• Is Hermione truely his friend? Or the Twins? Or Neville? He knew Ron most likely wasn’t.
• Why was Molly dosing him to love Ginny? Does Ginny know?
• How is he going to get Sirius to Hogwarts? And how would Remus take the news?
• Who is his soulmate?
• What exactly was Dumbledore plans?
• Narcissi Malfoy, friend or foe?

He knew he had a lot to figure out, but as he closed his eyes with Padfoot snuggled into his side he knew he could do this. He would take down those who appose him and fix the mistakes of greedy men.