Normal
Telepathy/Mind
Letters/Articles/Parseltongue
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Harry woke up with a painful headache. But then he felt warm hands caressing his hair and temple, massaging him. It felt nice, a soft sigh escaped his lips as his headache vanished slowly.
"Damien?" Came out his slightly slurred voice from sleep. "Good morning Harry, sleep well?". "Mhm.." came a muffled response from Harry. All while leaning into Damien's hand more, as Damien chuckled at him.
"Come on Harry...sit up straight for me I need to examine your wounds and bruises." Harry's mood seemed to dim down at the mention of yesterday's events. "Sorry Damien about yesterday..I wasn't being a big bother was I?" Harry muttered quietly while refusing to make eye contact with Damien.
"Nonsense, you aren't a bother nor a burden to me and never will be..." Damien reassured him gently. Harry nodded, the feeling of being reassured and to be fully depending on someone being completely foreign to him. And a tint of pink covered his cheeks at Damien's confession, though he forced himself to calm down quickly.
"Don't forget to call me when you need me or are in trouble ok?" Damien said softly while ruffling Harry's hair. Harry took off the covers off his now fragile body and allowed Damien to examine him. He felt his face heat up a little going unnoticed by Damien, when Damien caressed the bones of his ribs with the warm palms of his hand to make sure they don't hurt anymore, when asked Harry shook his head and told him that his body just feels stiff nothing too serious.
After all was deemed ok Harry freshened up and took a shower and changed 'his' clothes, while Damien waited for him in the dining area. Upon arriving Harry picked up the letter that he left the previous day and examined it. He opened the letter to come across the familiar elegant scribble of the Hogwarts letter which was written by a special self writing quill with the familiar green ink.
The smell of parchment and ink was inhaled by him as soon as he opened the letter. The smoothness of the parchment felt nice under his fingertips, but not as nice as Dam-. He cut the thought short and read the list. "Harry please do eat your pancakes before they get cold.". "Yes mum." came a teasing reply from Harry. Damien smiled at his anatics before cutting his own chocolate pancakes and taking a bite. He made sure to lick the chocolate off the knife, Harry's face turned a shade of cherry, this reaction of Harry to which he remained oblivious, thankfully. Harry finished his own delicious chocolate pancakes quickly. And asked "We've got to go shopping today don't we?" Damian hummed in response. "Can we not come back again when we leave for shopping?" Harry asked in a small voice. "Of course Harry, whatever you wish..." Damien replied in a fond tone which made Harry melt from the inside.
"Harry we don't have to come back if you don't want to, we could stay at one of your properties your lordships can still be taken as you are currently over 16 from the previous timeline. You have not claimed them in the previous life, so we can do that while we shop." Harry nodded in agreement. "We should take our leave then?". "Of course Harry." Damien replied. As he wisked them away in a puff of black smoke to later appear in the Leaky Cauldron in a corner. After landing Harry asked "Can they see you?". "They could if I wanted them to, I can always introduce myself as 'Damien Mortimer' your magical mentor." Damien chuckled. "That'd be wonderful actually, can you? I don't want to be alone." He said the last few words quietly.
Damien nodded understanding Harry perfectly, and made himself visible to accompany Harry.
Together they walked to the brick wall and without tapping the brick the wall opened for them. Harry raised an eyebrow at this but Damien just smiled at him and gestured Harry to enter first then entering himself as the wall closed behind them.
Harry, no matter how many times he set foot in Diagon Alley it never failed to amaze him. His bright green eyes roamed everywhere and drank in the sight of the beautiful view. Damien watched Harry with a fond expression while Harry was looking visibly excited at the view of Diagon Alley before it's destruction in the war. "Shall we move on Harry?" Harry nodded and grinned at Damien. They strolled through the Alley, their first stop Gringotts Bank.
They needed to get money first to go shopping. Just as they stepped foot in the bank every goblins neck snapped to look at them. Harry strolled alongside Damien nervously as they reached the head table Damian said to the goblin sitting at the head table who Harry recognized as Griphook. "We wish to withdraw money from the Potters vault and wish to enter it."Damien said in a charming manner.
"And you are?" The goblin asked with a raised eyebrow. "Damien Mortimer and Harry Potter." He said putting a hand on Harry's shoulder. Griphooks eyes widened with recognition and recognized Harry from Harry's last life and what goblin wouldn't recognize Mr. Mortimer? and stammered "O-of course Mr. Mortimer and Mr. Potter follow me. "Damian don't scare him too much ok?" Harry told him telepathically while chuckling. "No promises" Damien replied jokingly. They followed him into the cart and Harry wouldn't admit it but he screamed like a girl when the cart dropped down into the depths suddenly and held onto Damien like his life depend on it. At which Damien laughed wholeheartedly and would tease him in the future about.
"Here we are Mr. Mortimer and Mr. Potter." The goblin said as he stepped foot out of the wobbly cart. They followed him to a vault with big wooden double- doors. "Mr. Potter please put your hand in the slot." The goblin asked kinder than before.
As told Harry put his hand on the slot and the doors opened at his will. Huge stacks of galleons, sickles and kunts filled the vault, various books and scrolls were neatly placed on countless shelves, jewellery and gems littered the vault. Harry gulped, he never had thought that he had such amounts of money and more from his other vaults. Harry pocketed some books he needed in a bag and asked for a withdrawal card. They quickly made their way back up which was nauseating for Harry. Damien sympathetically rubbed his back to calm him down, to which Harry gave him a grateful smile.
The goblin then led them to Ragnuks office without them asking. Seeming to know why there here.
Griphook knocked on the huge wooden doors of Ragnuks office. "Enter." A gruff voice called from behind the doors. Griphook pushed opened the door and entered the office with Damien and Harry trailing behind him. "Head Goblin Ragnuk." Damien acknowledged the goblin. Not bowing like Griphook, and telling Harry not to do so too. "I suppose your here to claim Mr. Potters rings yes?" The all knowing goblin asked. Harry nodded. Ragnuk conjured a parchment and a silver dagger engraved floral patterns with jewls and said "Seven drops of blood please Mr. Potter."
Harry stepped up and carefully slit his finger and pressed seven drops off blood onto the parchment. Words started forming and they read-
Name:-
Harry James Potter-Black
Parents:-
James Fleamont Potter-Father (deseased)
Lily Marie Potter née Evans-Mother (deseased)
Sirius Orion Black (Blood adopted)
Godparent(s):-
Sirius Orion Black
Remus John Lupin
Lordships/Heirships/Titles:-
Lord Potter
Heir Black
Lord Peverell
Master of Death
Vaults:-
520
659
734
839
963
984
987
Properties:-
Potter Manor- Scotland
Grimauld Palace- England London Borough of Islington
Black Manor- Scotland
Peverell Manor- Scotland
Withdrawed money:-
Since 1981- 50,000 galleons
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"What the- when did Padfoot blood adopt me? Since when was Moony my- that old man stole my money!" Harry said shaking his head. "I knew there was something going on between them. Bet Tonks poisoned his food to make him love her, knew there was something off about her that old man's going to pay too." Damien chuckled at Harry's deep thoughts. "Ragnuk cover the expenses spend without my knowledge." "As you wish Mr. Potter." Ragnuk replied. Whispering something into Griphook's ear to which said goblin nodded to.
And Ragnuk then conjured three boxes of rings and opened them showing each of them on display for Harry to claim.
The Potter ring was banded with gold it shimmered in the light, the band itself was quiet thin with small diamonds encrusted into it. With a simple red ruby in the center. Simple but pretty one would say. Harry put on the ring on his index finger on his left hand and like a wand it glowed a warm orange and died down leaving it's magical buzz around his finger.
The second ring was the Black Heir ring,
It was elegant to say the least. Silver bands swirled around various ways in the middle a black opal rested nestled withing them around it were small beads following the outline of the gem. The silver of the band glimmering and emiting luxury. Harry put on the second ring on his middle finger on his left hand, this one emiting a cold blue glow.
The third and final ring the Peverell ring, It was also sliver banded, but Harry liked the look of this one the best. Why? Because it had floral patterns. And Harry was a sucker for floral stuff. Vines swished around the band of the ring, with small leaves in-between. And small pretty flowers. Two diamonds embedded on both the sides of the large gem that was blue quartz. Harry smiled and put on the final ring in his middle finger on his right hand. It emeted a dark purple glow before dying down. Harry told the goblins that they would reside at the Potter Manor. Just in case if they wanted to send letters.
As the ceremony was over the pair gave their pleasantries to the goblins and strolled out contently out of the bank.