Chapter 1
When Griphook said he wished to speak to the child alone, Harry admitted that he was terrified. Yet, as he thought about it, he should be grateful. Hagrid seemed...obsessed with this Dumbledore guy, to say the least. Everything was making Harry tense. No one should be praised that much in 10 minutes.
The next thing to jump at him was Hagrid, who had his vault key. Who does he think he is?! So when Griphook asked to speak to him, he told Hagrid to hand him his key, and he would finish by himself.
"7 drops of blood on the parchment." Requested Griphook gruffly.
"What for and where does it go?" Asked the boy, narrowing his eyes. Unknowingly earning the respect of Griphook. A goblin who respects very, very few Wixen.
"It will give us your Birth Certificate, Inheritance, and just a history of your health." He informed. "The information is secret and will stay between you and me unless you request otherwise. The blood will then vanish. No one will be able to access it."
Harry waited a few moments. Could he trust the Goblin? After a few moments, he decided to follow his gut.
Birth Certificate: FAKE
Name:
Harry James Potter
Date Of Birth:
July 31st, 1980
Mother:
Lily Jean Potter née Evans
-Deceased
Father:
James Fleamont Potter
-Deceased
Maternal Family:
Grandmother-
Rosalie Evans née Smith
- Deceased
Grandfather-
Edward Evans
-Deceased
Aunt-
Petunia Dursley née Evans
Uncle (by marriage)-
Vernon Dursley
Cousin-
Dudley Dursley
Paternal Family:
Grandmother-
Euphemia Potter née Longbottom
-Deceased
Fleamont Potter
- Deceased
Godfather:
Sirius Black III
-Alive, Wrongfully Imprisoned
Godmother:
Alice Longbottom née Fawcett
-Alive, Mentally Unavailable
Godbrother:
Neville Longbottom
-Alive
Birth Certificate: REAL
Name:
Cepheus Rodolphus Lestrange
Date Of Birth:
July 31st, 1980
Mother:
Bellatrix Druella Lestrange née Black
- Alive, Wrongfully Imprisoned
Father:
Rodolphus Corvus Lestrange
-Alive, Wrongfully Imprisoned
Maternal Family:
Grandmother-
Druella Black née Rosier
-Deceased
Grandfather-
Cygnus Black III
-Alive
Aunt-
Andromeda Tonks née Black
-Alive, Disowned
Aunt-
Narcissa Malfoy née Black
-Alive
Uncle-
Lucius Malfoy
-Alive
Cousin-
Draco Malfoy
-Alive
Paternal Family:
Grandmother-
Elizabeth Lestrange née Hornbeam
-Deceased
Grandfather
Corvus Lestrange
-Alive
Uncle-
Rabastan Lestrange
-Alive, Wrongfully Imprisoned
Godfather:
Bartemius Crouch Jr
-Alive, Wrongfully Imprisoned
Godmother:
Alecto Carrow
-Alive
INHERITANCE:
Heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Potter
(adoptive Father)
Heir to the Ancient and Most Noble House of Peverall
(Adoptive Father)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Gryffindor
(Adoptive Father)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Ravenclaw
(Adoptive Mother)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Le Fay
(Adoptive Mother)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Emrys
(Adoptive Mother)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black
(Adoptive Godfather)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Lestrange
(Father)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Crouch
(Godfather)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Slytherin
(Made Heir by Current Lord)
HEALTH:
Under 1:
None
Age 1:
Scar, Rashes, Bruising
Age 2:
Rashes, Bruising, Slight Malnutrition
Age 3:
Rashes, Bruising, Slight Malnutrition
Age 4:
Bruising, Malnutrition, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration
Age 5:
Bruising, Malnutrition, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration, Broke Left Pinky
Age 6:
Bruising, Malnutrition, Lacerations, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration, Broke Right Thumb, Fractured Ankle
Age 7:
Bruising, Lacerations, Malnutrition, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration, Broken Nose, Broken 2 Ribs, Multiple Burns
Age 8:
Bruising, Lacerations, Malnutrition, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration, Broke Left Leg, Multiple Burns
Age 9:
Bruising, Lacerations, Malnutrition, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration, Multiple Burns
Age 10:
Bruising, Lacerations, Malnutrition, Heat Exhaustion, Dehydration, Multiple Burns
Age 11:
Bruising, Lacerations, Malnutrition, Multiple Burns
"It..it says I have a um family?.." stated the boy as he realized Griphook was done reading. "C-can you co-contact them?.."
"Of course."
It would be an hour later, and a purge was done when three blonde-haired, pale-skinned Wixens entered the goblin's office. One, He noticed, was a tall man who was pale with long white-blonde hair and grey eyes. The man wore a black Wizarding robe that went down to his knees. Under the robe was a black two-piece suit. In the man's right hand was a came with a silver snakehead.
Next was a woman who was only a few inches shorter than her husband and had pale skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She wore what seemed to be a closed dark green robe with a black leather belt over it. He also noticed how her hair was pulled into a tight bun. She was beautiful.
Then came a boy about his age, he guessed. It was their son, he figured. The boy had pale skin like both of his parents, white-blonde hair like his father, and light-grey eyes of his own. He wore black pants, a white dress shirt, and a black open robe.
The boy looked at Griphook, begging for the Goblin to explain. He didn't even know how to begin.
"You asked me, Lady Malfoy," began Griphook with a sigh, gathering the papers and handing them to her. "To contact you if Cepheus Lestrange was found. And he has."
After reading the parchment, she shoved them to her husband and put a hand to her mouth as she tried to stop the sob that clenched her throat, begging for an escape. This was her nephew. He had pale skin and tight curls from his mum, and the dark midnight blue eyes and dark brown hair coloring came from his dad—a perfect mix.
"Oh, sweetheart," she whispered, kneeling in front of the small boy. He was 11 but looked closer to 8. "I am so sorry. We couldn't find you."
"Y-you looked f-for me?.."
He couldn't believe it! His family wanted him?
"Oh yes! Your mother and father searched for you till they were imprisoned. Your Uncle Basty and Uncle Barty were just as bad. Your Uncle Lucius and I have always kept our ears open, even now."
"C-can I g-go home w-with you?.."
His eyes flicked to Lucius. From what he read, Narcissa was his Aunt through blood, and Lucius was his Uncle only through marriage. The man noticed the fear, the abandonment, and the urge for love—things Lucius knew all too well.
"Of course. You are my nephew, Cepheus!" Smiled Lucius softly.