Chapter 1
July 30, 1995
Harry Potter laid on his bed in the smallest room at #4 Privet Drive. He was sun burnt from working in the garden, but thankfully the threat of his serial murderer godfather kept Uncle Vernon from beating him too much. Luckily for Harry though Uncle Vernon had gone on a business trip a few days ago. Unfortunately, he will be back tomorrow.
This had been the worst summer ever and after the events that transpired at Hogwarts last year, he didn’t think it could get much worse. He was forced into a tournament meant for adults, where he had almost died several times, had watched a classmate die and the Dark Lord been resurrected. Said Dark Lord then proceeded to torture him, and he only escaped through sheer dumb luck. He was then almost killed by fake ‘Moody’. After that he was interrogated, once he answered all he could, he was ignored. Then after all that he was abandoned at #4 Privet Drive, at his, could care-less about him, relatives' house. He had heard nothing about anything from anybody. Not even his best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger.
However, he was hopeful that he would soon get a letter, after all in 5 hours he would officially be 15 years old. Normally he would be cleaning up the Dursleys dinner at this time, but his Aunt Petunia decided to take her precious Duddydums out for dinner. Harry watched the clock praying, he would hear something from someone.
He watched the clock strike 7:30pm before promptly blacking out.
His name is Hendricus Slytherin-Gryffindor the third son of Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor. He grew up in Hogwarts with his family. His Father happily cheered when he went to his house, Gryffindor. His Papa teased him about being outnumbered now… It was his O.W.L. year but his friend hasn’t shown up. He would go check on him… He couldn’t move. The muggles were getting closer, but Alexander stunned him. Alexander told them that he was a witch and was controlling him… Just before he took his last breath, his Papa appeared looking horrified as he was burned alive…
His name is Harris Brown. He was born in 1202 and was an orphan. He worked as a stable boy from a very young age, until he got his Hogwarts letter. He found a home in the Hufflepuff common room… Summer time means working in Hogsmeade… Graduation comes with an offer to apprentice for Transfiguration in France… He’s getting married to his beautiful Veela, Gabriella Delacour... It was fake. She used her allure on him… He stabbed her through her treacherous heart. He transfigured her body into a stick before placing it into the fire. Nobody would know what he had done. The kids were away at school and the bitch had informed everyone she was going to England tonight. No one will know… He can’t live here anymore. Time to go home…
His name is Hendrik Nott born 1368, the second son of Lord Tiberius Nott and Lady Ravenna Nott née Rosier. His older brother was Heir Theodore Nott. Even with all Theo’s training he still made time for him… His Father and Mother were very harsh on him and liked to hurt him when his brother wasn’t around… Finally, he could go to Hogwarts with his brother… Slytherin House was amazing just like Theo said… Thankful he’s done Hogwarts, now time to get a Mastery in Dark Arts… Family dinner to honour Theo becoming Lord Nott. He is so happy for him. They take a drink. It burns all the way down. He hears loud buzzing. Father is watching. Shouts of denial from Theo. His vision blurs. Theo is pulling him in his arms…
His name is Henry Longbottom. In 1527, he was born to Lord Franklin Longbottom and Consort Ignatius Longbottom née Prewett. He was trained from a young age to be heir and then one day to be lord… Gryffindor the hat shouted; he wasn’t surprised. He was a lot like his Father… The cup chose him. He was Hogwarts Champion… Thomas, his boyfriend, is mad and worried that he entered. Thomas agreed to marry him if he won… He won the 1544 Triwizard tournament. Thank goodness he had past life knowledge and experiences… His Thomas Greengrass was now Thomas Longbottom… He became a Master of Herbology and Runes…He is Lord Longbottom now… His family grew once, twice, thrice… He passed on the Lordship to his son… He lost his Thomas to Death… It was a lie. Thomas was in love with another. A Potter…Potter! He couldn’t breathe. Water filled his lungs. Darkness soon took him
His name is Harrison Eduardus Garlot. Born 1788 to Eduardus Garlot and Elizabeth Garlot née Lestrange… He was strictly trained to be heir and lord of his house… His mother was disappointed he went into Ravenclaw, but his Father was proud. Knowledge was power after all… Hogwarts comes to an end, once again… He Mastered Dark Arts, Charms, Potions, Runes and Duelling, with plans for more… His parents died in a suspicious house fire. He became Lord with the death of his Father… He sided with the Malfoys when they declared a blood feud on the Weasleys for making a fake marriage contract to tie their unmarried pregnant daughter to the Malfoy heir… Castor Black, furious at him for not agreeing to marry him… Assassination attempts… He took precautions as he was the last of his line. Magically willing his heirship to his future self. Leaving a blood adoption potion in the heir trust vault… Leaving the Ministry, hearing Avada Kedavra, seeing Castor with his wand out…
Harry groggily woke.
He had once again remembered his past lives, like he did every 15th birthday. Though he had not realized that using the time turner in third year would affect something like this.
He has retained all his past memories. He remembered all of the details, even the ones he wished to forget.
“Wake up!” Aunt Petunia banged on his door. She unlocked his door before heading downstairs.
Seeing that it was 7am, Harry got up. More disgusted by his cousin’s hand-me-downs than usual. Right, first stop Gringotts. He knew the Garlot Heirship would be waiting for him. He should have already had the Potter Heirship, but no one told ignorant naïve Harry about it.
He scoffed.
He sent Hedwig out and told her to find him tomorrow. Gathering up his precious few things, like his photo album and wand he headed down the stairs. Stopping at the cupboard under the stairs, he unlocked the door grabbing his school trunk. He quickly placed everything but his wand inside.
He then walked past Petunia, ignoring her as she shrieked at him. He walked out the back door, heading towards the back fence. Just as he was near the fence, he stepped out of the wards that he could feel.
Harry turned to look at his still shrieking Aunt, gave her a wave, then apparated to Diagon Alley.
Arriving in Diagon Alley, Harry shrunk his trunk with a spell he remembered as Henry Longbottom. He was glad underage magic couldn’t be tracked in the Alley. Putting the trunk in his pocket, Harry made his way towards Gringotts the wizarding bank as quickly as he could. It was still early enough that very few people were out shopping.
As Harry walked into Gringotts, he ignored the gleaming marble around him. Walking up to one of the bank tellers, he was glad the bank was mostly empty and therefore did not have to wait.
“Greetings Master Goblin.” Harry spoke once the goblin looked at him. “I need a blood inheritance test. I have been informed that there are other vaults I’m entitled to.”
“Is that so?” the Goblin sneered. “And you are?”
“Harry Potter, and I’m afraid my key has never been given to me.” He responded, knowing keys are a way to be used for identification.
“Very well, Mister Potter, if you are indeed him.” The Goblin scowled, “Follow me.” The Goblin came around the counter and headed towards the back of the bank, not even looking to see if Harry was following.
They went down a long marble hallway lined with doors. The goblin led him to one of the doors before knocking on it. Another goblin inside yelled something in Gobbledegook. The one leading him opened the door, replied in Gobbledegook before gesturing to Harry to enter. Once Harry was in the room, the door slammed shut.
“Mister Potter.” A goblin behind a mahogany desk spoke, gaining Harry’s attention. “I am the Potter Account Manager, Gornuk.” He gestured to the empty seat in front of his desk.
“Hello Gornuk. I am in need of an in-depth blood inheritance test.” Harry informed him, taking a seat.
“Two gallons for that test.” Gornuk told him.
“You may take it out of my Potter trust vault.” Harry stated.
“You do realize what will happen if you're not who you say you are?” Gornuk gave a toothy grin.
Harry arched a brow.
Gornuk pulled out a sheet of parchment and a knife, which he handed to Harry. “Seven drops.”
Harry made a shallow cut on his palm with the knife, then allowed seven drops of his blood to fall onto the parchment. After he wandless and wordlessly banished his blood from the knife and healed his palm before banishing the rest of his blood.
Gornuk picked up the parchment before handing it to Harry. “You are who you say.”
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Harry James Licorus Potter-Black (also known as Harry James Potter)
DOB: July 31, 1980
Sire: James Potter-Black (Deceased)
Bearer: Regulus Potter-Black (Deceased)
Blood Adoption: Lily Evans (Deceased) (Illegal)
Godfather: Gideon Ignatius Prewett (Deceased)
Godmother: Narcissa Cassiopeia Malfoy née Black
Magical Guardian: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore (Illegal)
Lordship(s)/Heirship(s):
Potter (Sire) Heirship available, Lordship age 17 or emancipated
Peverell (Sire) Heirship available, Lordship age 17 or emancipated
Black (Bearer) Heirship available, Lordship age 17 or emancipated
Garlot (Magically willed from past life) Heirship available, Lordship available after blood adoption
Vault(s):
See Estate(s) Statements
Properties:
See Estate(s) Statements
Magical Alterations (Abilities/Blocks/Spells/Potions):
Magical Core (80% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Parseltongue (50% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Parselmagic (100% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Natural Occlumency (100% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Natural Legilimency (100% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Metamorphmagus (100% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Shadow Magic (100% Blocked by A. Dumbledore)
Wandless Magic (Block Destroyed)
Wordless Magic (Block Destroyed)
Eidetic Memory (Block Destroyed)
Reckless and Impulsive Spell(s) (Destroyed)
Low-self-esteem Spell (Destroyed)
Loyalty Spell keyed to Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley née Prewett, Ronald Weasley, Ginevra Weasley, Hermione Granger, Order of the Phoenix (43% Destroyed)
Hatred Spell keyed to Slytherin House (All Slytherins), Dark Magic, Dark Creatures (Destroyed)
Love Potion keyed to Ginevra Weasley (75% Destroyed)
Blood Glamour
Horcrux (Soul Signature: Tom Marvolo Riddle 1.5625%) Fully Merged
Past Life/Lives Recollection Activated (5)
Contract(s):
Triwizard Tournament (Fulfilled)
Marriage Contract to Ginevra Weasley (Illegal)
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Harry glared at the parchment. Everything he had been told in this life had been a lie. The only thing that wasn’t was that James Potter was his father. He was going to make them pay. He was done being betrayed by those who were closest to him.
“Gornuk, I need a cleansing ritual to remove all these blocks, compulsions, and potions. Can I also have the blood adoption of Lily Evans removed?” Harry instructed, placing the parchment down.
“Yes, however it’s a separate ritual and a most painful one at that.” He grinned.
“Okay. I first want the cleansing ritual, then a health healing ritual. After that then the blood adoption removal.” Harry directed, thankful for remembering about the healing ritual he had undergone as Henrik Nott.
“It will be done. Three rituals, 150 gallons for the first two, 175 gallons for the last.” Gornuk informed him, looking smug.
Harry narrowed his eyes but didn’t care enough to argue. “Agreed.”
--*--
Harry laid in the ritual chamber breathing hard. That last ritual was the hardest, but he was now free of Lily Evans blood. While he didn’t know her, the fact that it was an illegal blood adoption meant that no living parent agreed with it. So, there was no way he was keeping her blood. Plus, it meant he was no longer related to the Dursleys in any way.
As his breathing calmed, he sat up. He felt remarkable, better than he ever had.
One of the goblins approached him. The Goblin explained how Harry was fully cleansed with the exception of the Horcrux, he pointed to Harry’s famous scar, which they determined had fully merged with his own soul years ago in order to help keep him alive. Harry was also informed that he was at 100% health and now he looked like it, he even gained a few inches in height.
He was then escorted back to Gornuk’s office.
--*--
“Now you look like both your parents.” Was the first thing Gornuk said when Harry re-entered his office.
Harry just remembering that there was a blood glamour on him before, conjured a mirror to see his new face. He still had the jet-black messy Potter hair, but it seemed more controlled. His cheekbones were sharper, his nose a little thinner with a slight up tilt, giving him an aristocrat look. He still had his glasses though his eyes were the mercury grey that the Blacks are famous for. Having the same eyes and hair as his previous killers was a little unnerving. He was just glad that he wasn’t a direct descendant of the Potter and Black that killed him in other lives.
“I took the liberty to gather all your heirship rings.” Gornuk declared once Harry banished the mirror.
Harry looked at the 4 Heir rings on the desk. Like most Heir rings they were basic. Picking up the only gold one with a P engraved in it, he slid it on his right index finger. Next was a silver one with Toujours Pur around it which he placed on his left index finger. Placing the one with the engraved triangle on his left middle finger. Lastly, he put on the bronze embossed raven on his right middle finger.
Once accepted by the rings, Harry looked at Gornuk. “I will need to go to the Garlot heir vault. There is a blood adoption potion I will be taking. With that and being 15 years of age, I am entitled to take the lordship. I need you to gather the lordship rings, the estate records, including all vault records. I also need that marriage contract with Ginevra Weasley.”
“Right away.” Gornuk said gleefully. Being account manager for at least three of these houses would gain him prestige and a higher pay raise. Although he would have to deal with Nagnok, the Black account manager.
--*--
Harry was escorted down to the Garlot heir vault. Placing his ring against the door, it unlocked and opened. Upon entering he headed straight for the shelf where his past self placed the potion. He immediately drank it, feeling tingles wash over his entire body.
Harry’s vision began to blur. Taking off his glass he realized he had perfect eyesight. Turning he walked over to an elaborate oriental mirror. He no longer had the Black family eyes but rather one grey eye and one the Garlot sapphire blue. His hair had also grown to his shoulders in soft waves. Other than that, nothing else changed from the adoption.
Grabbing a soft strip of leather Harry tied his hair back, before leaving his vault and going back to Gornuk’s office.
--*--
When Harry enters Gornuk’s office, he is surprised to see another goblin sitting at the desk.
“Heir Potter-Black-Peverell-Garlot.” Gornuk motions for him to sit. “This is Nagnok, the Black Family account manager.”
“I was not informed that Heir Regulus had a child.” Nagnok announced looking disgruntled before Harry could speak. “Especially with a Potter.”
“I was also not informed.” Harry added, taking his seat, before looking at Gornuk. “Do you have what I asked for?”
“Yes, I have the Potter, Peverell and Garlot side of documents, while Nagnok has the Black documents.” Gornuk confirmed.
“First he must be accepted as the Lord.” Nagnok interject. “He is not yet of age.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Garlot Family charter states that an Heir of 15 years of age may become Lord. While most family charters updated as time changed it to 17 to be an adult, Garlot family was in stasis since 1819 and therefore has not changed.” He drawled.
Nagnok glared.
“Here are the rings.” Gornuk stated, laying them on the desk.
Harry placed all the heir rings on the desk. He then picked up the familiar Garlot Lordship ring, admiring the silver with ravens etched all around and a blue sapphire set in it. Placing it on his right middle finger he felt the magic wash over him and was accepted.
He was now Lord Garlot once more. He was also now emancipated and free to do what he wished.
Picking up the golden ring with the Potter crest etched into a ruby, he placed it on his right index finger. He felt it tighten painfully on his finger before it warmed and loosened, he was accepted. The Black ring was black gold with the family crest etched in a diamond. Sliding it in his left index finger, he felt a jab from under the ring. It was testing if his blood was pure. The ring then healed him with its acceptance. Lastly was the Peverell, a silver ring with an obsidian stone that had a large triangle with a circle inside of it and a line down the middle etched into it. Placing it on his left middle finger the ring turned frigid, the cold burning him. After a moment it warmed up accepting him.
“Congratulations Lord Potter-Black-Peverell-Garlot.” Gornuk gave a sharp grin.
“Just Lord Potter-Black for now.” Harry commanded. While he never met James or Regulus, he still wanted to honour his parents. Unlike Tiberius Nott, they didn’t kill him.
“Very well.” Gornuk inclined his head. “Just so you are aware the Peverell ring had a deadly curse on it which was removed. Also, a dormant horcrux resides inside, part of Tom Riddle. The fee for the curse removal was 40 gallons and with another 50 gallons we would be willing to remove the horcrux.”
“Take all fees from today from the Garlot Family vault. I will not relocate the horcrux, for now it’ll stay in the ring.” Harry smirked.
“Here are the Black estate reports, and Black vaults you have access to.” Nagnok grumbled, interrupting whatever Gornuk would say next. “I suggest you look them over and familiarize yourself. I have another appointment to get to.” Nagnok stood and left.
Shaking his head, Harry skimmed over the Black file. The Black vaults hadn’t been touched since Lord Arcturus III Black died 4 years ago. The Family money vault holding 624,586,469 Galleons plus the Artifact vault was filled with artifacts, heirlooms, books, etc. There were a few properties listed. Everything seemed to be in order.
Looking up at Gornuk, who handed him the other files. “On top is a brief summary of what I was able to do as I am the account manager for all of them.” He said arrogantly.
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Vaults of Lord Harry James Licorus Potter-Black-Peverell-Garlot
Potter Family Vault: 17,563,680 Galleons
Artifacts, Heirlooms, Books, 2 Properties
Potter Trust Vault: 500 Galleons, (Refills every month)
Peverell Family Vault: 7,825,586,654 Galleons
Artifacts, Heirlooms, Books, 1 Property
Peverell Trust Vault: 1,000 galleons (untouched since 1500s)
Garlot Family Vault: 911,856,846,630 Galleons
Artifacts, Heirlooms, Books, 4 Properties
Garlot Trust Vault: 1,000 Galleons, (Untouched since 1813)
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Harry was rich. Stupid rich. He was not expecting to have that much money.
“As you can see, you’re a very wealthy individual.” Gornuk stated. “Now if you look through your estate files it has been hundreds of years since Garlot and Peverell vaults have been touch. The Potter Family vaults sealed with your parents’ death. The only active one is your trust vault.”
Harry pulled out his trust vault statements.
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Potter Trust Vault
1981-1991
Jan-July - 200 Gallons changed to 1,000 pounds transferred to Dursley Family
- 300 Gallons transferred to Albus Dumbledore Vault 587
1991-current
August - 100 Gallons withdrawn by H. Potter
- 200 Gallons changed to 1,000 pounds transferred to Dursley Family
- 200 Gallons transferred to Albus Dumbledore Vault 587
Sept-June - 100 Gallons changed to 500 pounds transferred to Dursley Family
- 400 Gallons transferred to Albus Dumbledore Vault 587
July - 200 Gallons changed to 1,000 pounds transferred to Dursley Family
- 300 Gallons transferred to Albus Dumbledore Vault 587
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Harry was aghast. Why was Dumbledore taking his money?
Harry saw red. The Dursleys were getting money for him from him. All the times they said he was a burden and should be grateful. Every time he was never fed. His life with them flashing through his mind.
“Who authorized these transactions?” Harry questioned sharply.
“Your past magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore.” Gornuk informed him.
“And there’s no way to get the money back because as my magical guardian he was legally allowed.” Harry summarized before swearing. “Stop all transactions. I want the vault rekeyed. Even though he is no longer my magical guardian I don’t trust him not to try something.”
“That will be 5 gallons.” Gornuk smirked.
“Garlot vault.” Harry huffed, then he froze. “Is he the proxy over my seats?”
“I believe he is the proxy of the Potter seats.” Gornuk confirmed.
“Remove him. None of my house should have any proxies for the time being.” Harry sighed. “Let’s look at the marriage contract next.”
“Here it is.” He slides it to Harry.
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Marriage Contract
Clauses between House Potter and House Weasley
Spouse 1: Harry James Potter
Spouse 2: Ginevra ‘Ginny’ Molly Weasley
Clause 1: Spouse 1 shall be required to pay a dowery of a million galleons to Arthur and Molly Weasley
Clause 2: Spouse 2 shall be considered the Head of House.
Sub-Clause 1: As Head of House Spouse 2 shall have full control of all assets, vaults, and titles
Sub-Clause 2: Spouse 1 shall have no hidden or private assets not known to Spouse 2
Clause 3: Albus Dumbledore shall be assigned as proxy to all voting bodies for life
Clause 4: Spouse 1 shall remain faithful always – infidelity will lead to immediate loss of magic, divorce and all assets going to Spouse 2
Sub-Clause 1: Spouse 2 is allowed infidelity shall the need arise
Clause 5: Spouse 2 and Albus Dumbledore shall make any and all new rules as needed for spouse 1
Basic Rules:
- No arguing with Spouse 2 or Albus Dumbledore
- No lying to Spouse 2 or Albus Dumbledore
- Decisions for care of all children is the responsibility of Spouse 2 with advice from Albus Dumbledore and Molly Weasley
- Spouse 1 will be required to follow any and all instructions of Spouse 2 and Albus Dumbledore
- Spouse 1 shall follow the directions of Albus Dumbledore in regard to all things outside of the marriage. This includes, but is not limited to, what side of the war Spouse 1 fights on, any and all media and publicity appearances, and career selection
Clause 4: Spouse 1 and Spouse 2 shall be required to have 3 children
Child 1: Male - James _____ Potter (Heir)
Child 2: Female - Lily Molly Potter
Child 3: Male - Albus _____ Potter
Signed by: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Margaret ‘Molly’ Elanor Weasley née Prewett, Arthur Septimus Weasley, Ginevra ‘Ginny’ Molly Weasley
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Harry stared at the supposed marriage contract. It was more of a slave contract. No wonder they were keeping him in the dark about his titles. As Lord he could break this contact since it wasn’t activated but if he was married first there was nothing he could have done. Thank Morgana he remembers his past lives.
“As Lord Potter-Black-Peverell-Garlot, I hereby cancel any and all contracts between House Potter and House Weasley. So, mote it be.” Harry declared allowing his magic to flare.
The contract burst into flames.
“Anything else today Lord Potter-Black?” Gornuk questions.
“Just a visit to my vaults.” Harry replied.