Forbidden Tomes:
The Reform
By: Tar Heels Superstar w/DarkSoulMage
Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter and nor do I want to. I just want to write fanfiction.
AN: The 1st 3 chapters have been written by DarkSoulMage and this fic has been adopted from him but he will still be involved in the story so i just wanted to let u know this when you see the story, and will be posting the 1st few chapters of the story now.
This will be Dumbledore, granger and weasley bashing, ships may come later. This is also inheritance, political and magically powerful harry. Lots of money!! To spend of course. Please read and review. Anything welcome weather it be flames or anything else, just leave it.
Chapter One: It Is Time
'It was cruel, for the world to put their problems on his shoulders. It was cruel, for the Order to stick him here with only muggles for company. It was cruel, for the manipulating old man to keep him in the dark for this long, and he was finished and it is time he did something about it.'
These were the thoughts of the only magical being living within the confines of one number four Privet Drive. He was there in his twelve by sixteen room with nothing to do. His summer work done and his owl sent off with the latest batch of letters to his so called friends.
The reason he called his friends this was because whenever he sent them something they would always return with the same thing.
Dear Harry,
We can't say much, with the risk of owls being intercepted. Keep us updated, and tell someone if your scar hurts any.
Yours truly,
Ah, how this infuriated him. He was supposed to spill all of his secrets while they remained tight lipped about everything?! I think not.
It was all overwhelming, he was supposed to be all open while everyone else was supposed to stay closed? At least Sirius, god rest his soul, tried to keep him involved however little information he was given. No, it was not his fault that Sirius was given to the Veil. No it was that monster Voldemort and his little death moochers. And he was not going to let it cover him like a dark, evil shroud any more. Add to that, the great Albus Dumbledore was so tight lipped that no one knew his secrets but he got away with it because he was the great, all powerful leader of the so called light!
But then it clicked, with all this "alone" time, it would make perfect for an escape. He could go off. Make it on his own, train for the upcoming battle . It would be perfect .
-- Forbidden Tomes --
It was as if everyone in the world had turned deaf. A high pitched, blood curdling scream could not be heard by anyone.
It was a lavish office filled with mementoes from the beginning of his assignment to the Potter case. His name was Griphook, and he was being murdered.
From behind his desk he hid from the offending spell fire and he hurriedly scribbled a note to his last surviving client. This was the boy's last chance at survival for the coming war, and this goblin would be damned if he was going to die for a lost cause. With a few waves of his hand and a click of his fingers the parchment glowed blue. It would talk thirty seconds for the parchment to be delivered but that is all it would need. With that he stood up and faced his attacker and said " With this parchment, old man, I will end your reign of terror on the boy and the rest of the world."
"Why you little insignificant little goblin….. AVADA KEDAVRA!" he shouted as the parchment disappeared and with that he preceded to mutilate the dead goblins body with a multitude of curses, blood soiling his robes and the walls around him. But for some reason the smirk on the dead goblins face would not disappear. Still infuriated he pushed his magic and repaired the office and his robes and proceeded to march out of the office and apparate back to Hogwarts. Even after death the face of Albus Dumbledore would haunt that goblin till the end of days.
Forbidden Tomes
As Harry was packing his trunk to the fullest, he was contemplating on how to make his escape. And then with a flash of blue a parchment appeared out of nowhere in front of him and slowly floated down onto his bed. Looking around to see if anyone was watching he picked it up and started to read,
Dear Mr. Potter
Do not be alarmed, this letter doesn't mean you harm. My name is Griphook and I am a goblin at the prestigious establishment of Gringotts. I send you this letter in hopes that you will use it to your advantage.
As of right now you are the heir of two prominent families. The Potters and now because of your godfathers death and will, the Blacks. But I have reason to suspect that you are not a halve blood but a pureblood wizard, meaning your mother came form another wizarding family. If this holds true a simple Gringotts blood test will prove it. Normally it takes years to get an appointment with our goblin wizards but because you are a special case, you have one tomorrow at exactly noon. Also I have arranged that you will receive your inheritance by the Terms of Old, which state that pureblood families get their inheritance at sixteen instead of seventeen. We have a potion that will induce the inheritance but as I said it takes years of planning to do. But because you are a special case, I have arranged it.
Right now your great headmaster is trying to kill me in attempt to stop me from giving you all of these privileges and to keep you under his thumb. I believe that if you are going to save this world, you need the opportunities to train and become powerful enough to stop him and voldemort.
And now I will leave you my friend, in hopes that you will take this portkey, "the password is Death Eater" to the Leaky Cauldron to a special room that I had ordered especially for you. When the time comes you will do what is right, I know it.
Good bye wizard,
Lord Griphook
Clan lord of the southern caves
Gringotts
He had tears in his eyes as he finished the letter. He barley even knew the goblin and he did so much for him. He turned to look at the things he was packing. Everything he ever owned was going into a trunk that reminded him of those that betrayed him. If he was going to successfully hide, he needed to erase everything from his past, everything.
Harry ran downstairs, the Dursleys gone on a shopping trip and left him behind, Harry ran to the garage and pulled out the spare gas can for the lawnmower and shook it, and it was completely full. Running back upstairs he set the can on his desk and started to pile everything on his trunk, once done he poured the gas onto the trunk and threw the can on top.
"And now," Harry said as he raised his wand "for the kill…… INCENDIO!" as the pile burst into flames he threw his want on top and grabbed the parchment, " Death Eater" and with the familiar hook behind his navel, Harry was gone. And not a second to spare, because of the spare potion ingredients mixed with the magic of the cauldron and of the wand, it created a huge magical explosion that destroyed the wards on the house and only left a crater where the house used to be.
-- Forbidden Tomes --
And there he was, standing, well sitting in a room within the Leaky Cauldron. Once getting there, Harry realized that without his inheritance that he was left venerable. Seeing how late it was any way, Harry lie down on the large four poster bed and fell asleep.
The next day….
Harry was woken up the next day by his curtains being opened up and letting in a huge bale of light. Startled, Harry looked around and saw that Tom the bar keeper was in his room and dropping off his breakfast.
"Morning stranger, brought you your breakfast, and just thought I'd let you know that it is now eleven thirty." Harry gasped as he looked down at his no longer working watch only to realize that he needed a new one. Wolfing down his breakfast, he turned to Tom who still hadn't left the room yet and asked " Tom, is there anyway you could get me a black cloak with a hood that will hide my appearance? It wouldn't look good if Harry Potter was seen strolling unattended in Diagon Alley." Tom looked amused as he strolled towards the wardrobe, thinking for a second and pulling out a dark blue cloak instead of a black one like Harry wanted.
"I'm going to give you a blue one instead of black to make you look less suspicious. There have been more aurors patrolling the alley nowadays." Tom said as he moved out the door.
Finished with his breakfast, Harry put on the cloak and moved downstairs.
The place was pretty busy, but it was close to noon hour so it was understandable. Slipping up to the bar he asked Tom if he could open the gateway to the Alley. Tom pressed a button under the counter and Harry heard the rumbling of the gateway opening.
Moving through the bar unopposed, Harry made his way to the great white building at the end of the alley. For being close to noon. Moving to the building he heard the bell at the top of the bank toll noon. Now worried that he would not make it, Harry ran towards the last set of doors.
Once inside, Harry moved to the nearest free goblin and spoke hurriedly. "I have an appointment with the goblin wizards now." And with showing the letter he was whisked away to change his stars.
--Forbidden Tomes--
Harry was lead down a lavish hallway and to a door that said Inheritance Room 13.
Moving in, Harry saw a long conference table and about ten goblins at the end. Walking forwards the goblins spoke "Good afternoon Mister Potter, we have been expecting you." Said the oldest looking goblin wearing a white robe sporting a pearl white beard and a narled staff.
"Good afternoon to you too, my fair goblins, I was told I would be getting a few things done today?" Harry questioned, making sure this wasn't a dream he was having.
"That is correct Mister Potter, right now all we need is seven drops of your blood and we will tell you your heritage." And with that Harry walked over to a intricately designed goblet that was filled with a swirling silver liquid. Being handed a knife Harry pricked his finger and let seven drops fall. After being done the goblin wizards surrounded the goblet and started chanting in their native tongue. As the chant neared its crescendo, the goblet began to flash bright white and then stopped. With a poof of magic a piece of parchment appeared out of no where with a family tree traced on it.
A formal looking goblin grabbed the parchment and gave a look towards the boy. "Follow me Mr. Potter." The goblin said as he led Harry towards another room across the hall. Entering it, Harry saw another lavish office filled with weapons and armor and such trivial things goblins fantasize in.
"Have a seat Mr. Potter, we have much to go over." Sitting down harry gave the goblin an emotionless stare.
"It seems that Griphook was right in believing that your mother was from another pureblood line." The goblin began without further ado, " it seems that you are also the last descendent of the Ancient and most Creative House of Creedan," "it so happens that before the death of her biological parents, she was put up for adoption, seeing as how the parents were upwards of a hundred years old."
"Wait, if I'm a pureblood then why wasn't I notified? Someone had to have known."
"I suspect Mr. Potter that Dumbledore, didn't allow a blood test to be done to the late Lilly Potter and that is how no one knew but possibly Dumbledore."
This infuriated Harry again. 'When did the old man not interfere in my life?'
"Mr. Potter I think that you should also take, in addition to the inheritance potion is a gift finding potion. This potion along with the other will allow us to see what gifts you have been given along with your inheritance, also we can provide you with a healing water that is only found in the goblin nation, it will heal all of your previous wounds, possibly get rid of the curse scar that you have, and make it seem as though you were not malnourished for most of your life." Harry shook his head in agreement. This was the only way he would know what he should train himself in when he got out of this place and it would be better to have a head start.
The goblin again leads him into the room across the hall. Instead of the table there is a pool of crystal clear liquid that was bubbling slightly with warmth and two potions.
"Mr. Potter, you need to drink all of the potions and then get into the pool." Nodding in understanding, Harry drained both vials and then after shedding his cloths jumped into the pool. Instantly he felt the water surround him. He tried desperately to reach the surface of the pool but was continually pulled down by some unknown force. Darkness surrounded his vision from lack of breath. And then blacked out, knowing no more.
--Forbidden Tomes--
Darkness, cold, unforgiving darkness. But there, a light? Slowly he got closer to the strange and wondrous light and then…..
Harry was back in the room, surrounded by the wizard goblins muttering quickly and quietly in the native tongue. One started to speak,
"Mr. Potter it seems that you are really destined for greatness, this has never happened before, no one has ever passed out in the pool of healing."
"Mr. Potter once you get dressed meet me in the office across the hall and I will let you have a look at your inheritance."
As the goblins left, Harry realized that the only thing that would fit his figure now as the cloak. Going in just that, he moved across the hall.
"Ah, Mr. Potter glad you could make it. Here is what you inherited form your families." The goblin handed him the parchment.
The Inheritance of one Harry James Potter-Creedan-Black
Magical Gifts:
Family to choose :
Geomancer
Warding Master
Spell Creator
Ritual Master
Affinity for Battle Magic
Affinity for Charms
Affinity for Dark MagicAffinity for Occlumency
Family chosen:
Potter Family Magic
Creedan Family Magic
Gryffindor Family Magic
Ravenclaw Inheritance, memory and learning capabilities times 1,000,000,000 percent
Wand less Magic ( If trained)
Shadow magic (very weak)
Light magic/ healing (moderate)
Necromancy (Above average)
Blood Magic (very weak)
Parsel Magic
Natural Legilimency
Natural Etiquette
Natural Grace
Merlin's Gifts- not unlocked
Gifted in Transfiguration
Beast Speaker : Dragon, Phoenix, serpent, avian, wolf
Elemental Magic ( lightning, ice, metal dominate. air, water less dominate)
Affinity for Arithmacy
Affinity for Ancient Runes
Affinity for Ancient Magic (if Trained)
Staff Magic ( If trained)
From magic itself:
Animagi (Three Forms)
Magical Core times 10,000 percent
Core Unbinding, Core times 150,000 percent
Improved memory/ memory blocks removed
Physical:
Physique times 120 percent
Weight stabilized
Muscles mass times 150 percent
Eyes, green with silver
Curse Scar/ Scars gone
Hair length- mid back
Hair color- silver
Aristocratic features
And with that Harry Promptly fainted.
To Be Continued
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