Chapter Text
Key:
"Speaking in Gobbledegook"
~Speaking in Parseltongue~
"Speaking in Human Languages"
Letters/Paperwork
'Speaking through bonds/with telepathy’
~*Harry’s P.O.V.*~
Anger and pure hatred flared up inside as I read all the compulsions placed on me by a man I thought I could trust. Sitting there numbly as the other three chatted beside me, my mind was analyzing every moment in a new way that made everything fall into place. “-rry! -arry! HARRY!!!” Jumping as my head snapped to the right upon hearing Dudley’s worried voice; I took in his paled face, eyes wide open.
Taking a second longer, I quickly realized why as the entire bank was shaking. Closing my eyes and clearing my mind as I was taught, the shaking slowed before finally coming to a stop. Taking a breath as I opened my eyes, I turned to the goblins and bowed my head in apology. “My apologies, it seems my anger got the best of me. It won’t happen again.”
“You’re not in trouble. It’s understandable that you’re angry. After all, not only did find out the truth of Dumbledore, but also of his attempted Line theft.” “Thank you for understanding. Now, I do have some questions. First, my unborn siblings. Is there a way to name them even though they weren’t born before Tom killed them?” “Yes, there is. I assume you wish to official name and claim them.” Griphook asked, bringing out the correct forms without needing confirmation.
“Yes please.” “For the male twin, what’s the name?” “Regulus Fleamont Potter.” Snapping up to look at me, I could tell he was curious on why I was naming my brother after Sirius’, so I explained about Regulus’ sacrifice in an attempt to help with Tom’s defeat. Nodding as he wrote the name down, Griphook continued, “That was very reckless of young Black, although I understand where he’s coming from. He still should have at least told someone. It don’t matter now since his actions can’t be undone except by extreme necromancy. Now for the female twin, what’s the name?”
“Marlene Lily Potter.” “And I suppose that’s to honor your parents’ friend who was murdered with her family.” Nodding as I confirmed that he was right, I watched as Griphook finished filling out the form. Placing it in front of me, he gave me a Blood Quill and showed me where to sign. Upon completion of my signature, the form flashed once to make a copy before the original disappeared in a brighter flash.
Seeing my confused expression, King Ragnok chuckled before explaining how it filed itself in the corresponding Ministry Department. Nodding to acknowledge him, I said. “Thank you. That makes sense since I have a feeling you wouldn’t get much done if you had to take care of hand filing each one on top of everything else you do. Now, second question. Is it possible to do a legal name change? Cause otherwise I’m going to be right back in the same problems like my first life.”
“That’s both reasonable and doable. Especially with Dumbledore doing what he’s done.” Watching as he filled out the official portion of the form, he then handed it over for me to finish and sign. Once I finished, he took it back and added the Gringotts seal triggering it to also make a copy before filing itself.
“Congratulations, Lord Potter. Although may I ask why you had me place a secrecy seal on the Potter portion of your name only.” Explaining that I didn’t want to risk certain people knowing, I then continued by explaining how people tried using me to further their fame and how I didn’t want a repeat of that.
“Understood. Now that the name change has been done, we can get to the claiming portion. I’m going to bring your Heir and Lord rings and you’ll put them on. Lord rings go on first and you place them on your left index finger. Once all the Lordships have been claimed, you will repeat the process with the Heir rings. Heir rings go on your left pinky. You’ll put on the rings in the same order listed on your Inheritance Test. Understood?”
“Understood.” Starting with the Lord rings like I was told, I put them on in the order of: Potter, Peverell, Pendragon, Le Fay, Merlin, Gryffindor, Gaunt, Slytherin, Yaxley, and Rosier. As soon as I places the last one on, they merged into one. Shocked, I did the same with my Heir rings. Black, Lestrange, Prince, Malfoy, and Longbottom. And once again, the rings merged together into one.
“Ok, good. Now you already know about the protections and responsibilities that comes with those rings?” “Yes, Griphook. The Black Family Library had books on them. Once I visit the properties, I’ll reread them just to be sure that I’m up to date with everything.” “Perfect. What’s next?” “The Inheritance said that I had access to my soulmates’ vaults, is that true?”
Raising an eyebrow, he responded, “It is. Why?” “I noticed Remus was struggling financially and I know from the past that he’s to proud and independent to ask for help without feeling like a burden to those around him. I was wondering if their was a way that I could transfer some of my money to his. I was thinking a certain amount from the ones I own over to his so I could then invest in some companies, both wizard and muggle. That should be enough to help him long-term without him feeling like he’s accepting handouts.”
Seeing impressed looks as they thought it over, I could tell they were on board with the plan. Grabbing the money transfer form, Griphook got to filling them out while King Ragnok did the complete tallies on my vaults. “How much and from what vaults?” “All of them except the Trust Vaults and the Gaunt Vault. I was thinking 2,000 galleons per vault should be enough. That way, there will be enough left for him to still cover needed expenses. Can you also open another vault for him that’s strictly for the Wolfsbane Potion costs. That way he’s set every month until I’m able to properly make it. For that one, I’m thinking maybe around 5,000 galleons from the Peverell family vault to initially start off with and add all profits I make selling potions and potion ingredients to this account.”
Ignoring the shocked looks of everyone, I turn to the Black Vaults’ Manager, who was helping my stunned relatives. “Once you have their family vault set up and transferred their funds over, set up the trust vault for Dudley please. I’m going to sponsor his Hogwarts years. Transfer 600,000 galleons, 38,000 sickles, and 4,209 knuts from the Gryffindor family vault. That’ll cover all of his school years and any specialized training and/or tutors he wants or needs.”
Turning to the Dursleys, I carried on, “Speaking of which, since you’re just now coming into the magical world, I will be getting tutors for all three of you.” Looking between Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, I went on, “the two of you will have year-round tutors. In order to get jobs in this world, you need to have both your O.W.L.s and your N.E.W.T.s so you’ll need to catch up quickly. Don’t worry about those now, I’ll go over them later in a more detailed way when we get home.” Looking directly at Dudley, I told him, “You however will need some remedial tutoring before you go to Hogwarts so you don’t fall behind.” Looking at all three of them again, I finished, “I’ll buy the wands. If you aren’t sure if you have enough to get something you want or need, let me know.”
Turning back to the Black’s Manager, I said, “Also, please set up a monthly payment of 500 galleons from the Pendragon account for the duration of my stay with the Dursleys since I doubt Dumblefuck set one up. Have it set automatically to end on my body’s 17th birthday please.”
Looking over at King Ragnok as he started cursing, I waited for him to speak first. “I’m sorry, Lord Potter. It seems that Dumbledore has made quite a few unauthorized payments using your Potter vaults.” Handing me the report, I took a look at it before nearly losing my temper again. “Have all the money he took from me illegally and place it into a new vault please. I have plans that’ll require it. As for the family heirlooms he stole, I want all of them reclaimed. I also want charges made and presented to both Minister Fudge, Auror Alastor Moody, and Amelia Bones. In fact, give them everything, including the info on my being a time-traveler. I have a feeling that we’ll be needing their help soon enough.”
Placing the report down on the desk next to the copies I’m to keep, I looked at Griphook. “My inheritance test also said that I own Azkaban. Does that mean that say someone was sent there without a trial for a crime he didn’t commit, I could then request a trial.” Inhaling sharply as he caught my meaning, he growled before responding. “Yes. If Sirius Black was immediately sent to Azkaban for a crime someone else committed without a trial, you’d be able to not only have it investigated, but also have the trial bumped up to the ICW court. Who was the one to truly betray your parents?”
“Peter Pettigrew, who also happens to be an unregistered rat animagus that’s missing a toe. He’s pretending to be the Weasleys’ pet rat, Scabbers.” “Here’s some parchment. Write a letter requesting a meeting with not only those three you mentioned earlier, but also that an Unspeakable from the Department of Mysteries is also required. Include a copy of your Inheritance Test so they’ll have the Unspeakable ready.” Nodding as I took the regular quill from him, I started writing.
Dear Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge,
My name is Thanatos Rigel Black-Potter, formerly known as Harry James Potter. I have several pressing things that I need to talk about to you, Head of the Law Department Amelia Bones, Auror Alastor Moody, and an Unspeakable in person. I’m attaching my Gringotts Inheritance Test done by the goblins and in the presence of their King. I know it sounds farfetched, but I agree to the use of Veritaserum as what I need to tell you is just that important. The only thing that I’ll tell you right now is that Sirius Black is innocent and that the real traitor is Peter Pettigrew, who is pretending to be the Weasleys’ pet rat. He’s an unregistered rat animagus. Please capture him and I’ll explain in the private meeting. Also, please don’t invite Dumbledore. He’s truly not what you think he is.
Sincerely here to help,
Time-traveler extraordinaire Thanatos Rigel Black-Potter
“Kreacher!” As soon as he popped in, I turned to him. “I have several things I need you to do for me. Ok?” “Of course, young master. How can Kreacher be of service?” Handing him my key and my copies of the paperwork, I made my request. “Is Grimmauld Place secure? No one except us can get in?” “Yes.” “Good. Place the paperwork on Orion’s desk and hide this key someplace only you can find it until I have need of it please. After that, please come back as I have more tasks I need completed.” “Yes, young master.” Disappearing to do as I said, he returned minutes later. “Perfect. Now I need you to take my letter and this copy of my Inheritance Test to the Minister and make he’s not only alone when he reads it, but that he reads everything. Once he does, please bring me his response.” “Yes, master.” Taking the papers that I handed him, he left to complete my request.
Taking a breath as I turned back, I asked my last two question for the time. “Ok, now that we got that ball rolling. Will one of you present in the upcoming meeting?” “Stepping forward, King Ragnok answered, “Of course, young Lord Potter.” “Thank you. Now final question, when would we be able to have my parents’ wills read?” “I recommend waiting until after Sirius’ trial. That way, we’re able to have everyone required present.” Nodding my head as that made sense. “Alright, that makes a lot of sense.” “Great. Is there anything else you require assistance with?” Thinking, I quickly remembered about the other things I planned to have done.
“Yes actually, I almost forgot. Can I get monthly statements by either owl or elf please?” “Of course. Tell your house-elf to come by on the last day of every month to collect them. That way, there’s no risk of a mail redirect ward being used against you. Especially now that Dumbledore can’t access your vaults anymore.” “I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he tried.” “Then we’ll be expecting him. Anything else?” “Nope. That was everything at the moment, but I’ll let you know if something comes up. Thank you for your help.”
Turning to King Ragnok, I bowed my head respectfully as I said, “I’ll see you at the meeting.” Bowing his head in acknowledgement, he respond in, “Likewise, Goblin friend.” Turning to the Dursleys, I asked them, “Do you have everything?” Seeing nods, I grabbed their paperwork and shrunk it before pocketing it. As we turned towards the door, Griphook’s assistant was kind enough to show us back to the lobby. “Thank you for showing us the way, Master Goblin.” Snorting, the goblin finally introduced himself, “I don’t know about Master. My name is Havnock.” “Pleased to meet you Havnock.”
Leading my relatives out of Gringotts, I casted a quick tempus spell to find that it was 11:23am. “Are you sure you don’t want anything from your vaults?” Turning to Aunt Petunia, I answered her worried question, “At this time, no. The stuff in there is too valuable and would definitely make us targets for theft. And as we’ll be moving, I’d rather wait until after so we don’t have to worry about it. Now, the tempus spell I just casted says that it’s currently 11:23. Do we want to do robes and wands first or eat?”