After Harry's parents were killed, Harry went to live with his uncle and aunt. But when he turns 5 years old someone saves from a beating worse than all the other beatings. A dark witch named Mia with powers no one can name, and her brothers take Ha...
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"Why are you going back to Gringotts?"
The duo had returned to the Circus before nightfall, dropping off the clothes, and items for Harry's new friends. Her brothers had noticed her neutral expression but also noticed the determination in her eyes.
"I want Harry to get an inheritance test done."
"Okay that makes sense, but why the urgency?"
"Jack's right Mia, I mean you can go anytime you want. So why now?"
"Because Jason, I heard him speak parseltongue."
The brothers were now standing up straighter, eyebrows raised and staring at their sister.
"What do you mean? No one has spoken parseltongue since Voldemort."
"Not including us of course." Peter bragged. Mia sighed giving them her full attention.
"I know. But that's exactly how I knew it was parseltongue and Harry was speaking it. I don't think he realizes it though." She exited the tent ready to get Harry and go back but was stopped by Jack.
"You gave it to him."
"Gave him what?"
"The ring."
Mia sighed while rubbing her neck. "Yeah, so what?"
"What did you tell him it did?"
"I told him that the rune on the ring was a sign of protection."
Jack shoved his hands into his pocket kicking his foot into the dirt.
"That's all? You didn't tell him what else it does?"
"Don't start."
"What, all I'm saying is that you should tell him."
Mia clenched and unclenched her fist, restraining herself from punching her brother.
"Jack, I love you. You know I do, but if you don't shut up I'll punch your 'perfect' teeth."
Harry was in his shared tent observing the ring Mia let him have. He noticed when he was sad about Mia not telling him the truth, he felt almost like something was calming him. Trying to make him happy it seemed.
"Harry come on, let's go."
When they returned to the bank, Mia asked for the Potter account manager. Griphook led them to an office and sat across the goblin Ragnok.
"Greeting Manager Ragnok."
"Hello Mia, what brings you here?"
"I want Heir Potter to have an inheritance test done."
The goblin nodded, gathering the parchment and knife. "Drop 7 drops of your blood onto the parchment."
Harry grabbed the knife hesitantly and proceeded to poke his finger. Once the 7 drops touched the parchment, words appeared.
