Chapter 2
"Oh that boy! Once I get my hands on him I'll" Harry then ignored his uncle's ramblings as he then opened the backdoor that led to the Backdoor Garden slowly. Bloody door creeks every time but lucky for him it didn't. He then successfully made it down the hall, the door was locked so he stole some of Aunt petunias bobby pin and unlocked it. It was nearing midnight, he wondered why they were still awake but did not dwell on it. As the door opened a click then erupted, loud enough to alert Vernon. "YOU GET BACK HERE!" Vernon then yelled as Harry sprinted over the street. He ran and ran as he neared over the playground. He then leaned against the tree panting, trying to catch his breath. Dudley was with his friends for a sleepover, bloody pig.
He could stay at one of the properties that the letter mentioned, Hermione had mentioned aswell of the wards in old family homes especially pureblood properties containing wards that was old as Hogwarts herself, so it was pretty safe to say he could stay over there instead of that hell hole, they had taken it to themselves in learning history since Professor binns class was boring and that included the wards so, he was pretty damn thankful for listening in Hermione's recitation even he fell asleep halfway, earning himself a smack in the head.
Hedwig was with Rons, can't say the same for his trunk, it was still locked up in his cupboard, he had his wand though, he still needed protection, underage or not he will take every advantage his got just to stay bloody alive. He then pushed himself off of the tree and stood over the sidewalk while lifting his wand pointed at the sky.
The knight bus then arrived the conductor stan then introduced himself. Harry then said the leaky Couldron before entering. The trip was not that good to say the least. Once arrived, the pub was still packed, he then hoisted his hood up as to not attract attention, people and boundaries really don't go well, they always fawn over him, no privacy at all.
Tom the bartender was still busy with some costumers so he took his cue in slipping over the brick wall that was located over a small corner. He lifted his wand and pointed over the specific bricks coordinates before it parted. He loved magic, it's uniqueness, it never ceased to amazes him that he himself was even a wizard or even remembers most of the time.
As he walked over the empty stalls, shops in Diagon Alley, it felt strange but comforting. No body to hound you, either look at you with adoration or disgust. It was bloody annoying really. As he neared the white building of Gringgots, he entered, the Goblins were still up and at it, guess he was right after all. He then neared over the teller. "Name and occupation" The Goblin said as he directed his attention over the parchment he was writing. Rude. "Harry Potter, I was asked here by my manager Griphook for a meeting." The Goblins attention then snapped back up at Harry as he lowered his glasses, scrutinizing Harry's small, thin form, making the young teen squirm under the Goblins gaze.
The Goblin then held out it's hand, Harry understanding right away then handed the Goblin the letter he had received. The Goblin took a moment to read the letter before nodding off. "Door 15 down the hall, Griphooks name is plastered over the door so you won't get lost." The Goblin pointed over his left. Harry nodded before walking off of to the direction instructed. The hall way dim, despite the torches lit in each pillar, it still creeped him out. As he neared the door, he then knocked. "Enter." The voice then said from the other side. Harry then entered, the office was like Dumbledore's minus the trinkets and what not, Griphooks office was filled with rows and rows off books, shelves, folders and parchment.
"Ah Mr.Potter, glad of you to join us, have a seat." Griphook then motioned over the seat Infront of his desk, Harry then took it as he wanted for the Goblin to start speaking. "First, I must say, we tried contacting you since last year Mr.Potter, have you not received any letter at all?" Harry shook his head. "No sir, aside from my friends, I had no other letter." The Goblin nodded "that's unfortunate." Harry raised a brow at that. "Is there something wrong sir?" The Goblin sighed before speaking. "As so it seems Mister Potter, that last year during the Tri-Wizard Tournament, an underage wizard, you, was forced to participate unwillingly at that. Is it not?" Harry nodded " yes sir, I didn't put my name in but everyone didn't believe me at that time." The Goblin nodded. "Ah, well, the Goblet that chosed the champions Mr.Potter was made by us Goblins, and so it alerted us of this issue, we sent a letter for a meeting to resolved it, even summoned the Headmaster for a meeting with you but you never came, Albus said you were busy."
Harry's brow furrowed. "Busy? Sir, with all due respect but I was not in any way busy, I was being harrased daily by my fellows students for such thing that I even resorted in sleeping in empty classrooms. Professor Dumbledore did not tell me of this meeting nor was I even aware of in the first place." Griphooks eyes darkened at that. "Ah, well since your here now let us start. First issue, your opponents were 17 years of age making them an adult in the wizarding folks eyes, as you were 14 makes you an adult. Why you might ask, it is because the tournament is not made for minors Mr.Potter, it tests the person magic, ability, and survival skills that an adult could achieve. But you have Gon pass that, making you an adult." Harry cocked his head to the side.
"Does that mean I can get emancipated?" The Goblin chuckled. "You are emancipated Mr.Potter. the Goblet made sure of that. Now second issue. Vaults, we Goblins review the activities of the vaults yearly, and so it happens that your fault, the Potters has been emptying rapidly. We're you aware of this?" Harry shook his head. "No sir, no money was spent of me, as you can see I only wore my cousins hand me down clothes, not once was money being spent on me." The Goblin the nodded. "As so it seems that someones been stealing from you. Tell me, do you still have your vault key?" Harry shook his head. "No sir, Hagrid had it, the only time I ever visited Gringgots was on my first year."
"Truly? Very well, we shall get you a new one." "Why?" "Mr.Potter, no one in the first place should get their hands on another's vault key. There is a possibility of Hagrid being the one stealing." Harry eyes widen. "I believe not, Hagrid had mentioned that Dumbledore only lend him the key one time, then Dumbledore would have it back." The Goblin nodded slowly. "Albus then. We shall see to it that every money stolen will be given back plus interest, if it was Albus we shall file a case of stealing-" "no not yet.. I had my suspicions of the man's but I do not wish for him to know that I know yet..." Griphook nodded. "Very well.. moving on."
"What happens now that I'm emancipated?" Griphook then pulled out a folder, taking the parchment in it he then handed it over to Harry with a quill and a knife beside it before placing the folder back. "Now, we find out your inheritance. Your freedom shall be based on the results. Shall we?" Harry nodded slowly as he eyed the knife warily. Griphook having noticed chuckled. "No need to worry, just a prick will do." Harry picked up the knife and pricked his finger, aiming the drops of blood over the parchment. "Very good, now we wait it out. Afterwards you will sign some papers with that Quill. If any further discussion is needed then so be it." Then words started to form down the parchment. Griphooks eyes widen, no parchment had been that long since.. since..
NAME: Hadrian Zeek Severus Prince
AGE: 15
OCCUPATION: Student
DATE OF BIRTH: July 31st 1990
BLOOD ADOPTION: Sirius Black
MOTHER: (Unknown)
FATHER: Severus Tobias Snape (Prince)
GOD FATHER (S): Lucius Malfoy / Regulus Black
GOD MOTHER (S): Narcissa Malfoy / Bellatrix Lestrange
VAULTS:
-Prince (10)
-Peverells (1)
-Potter (12)
-Slytherin (Consort) (1)
HEIRSHIP (S):
-Slytherin
-Prince
LORDSHIP (S):
-Peverell
-Potter
SOULMATE: Tom Marvolo Riddle.