The Heart of Magic

The Awakening

Well, I found my mates, exposed Albus, and now have a life with my immortal family! But I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

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Hey, my name is Harry Potter. It's currently 3:32 A.M., and I'm about to turn 15 in...

...5... ...4... ...3... ...2... ...1...

...0... 3:37 A.M.

I was jolted awake by a sharp, uncomfortable pain that felt like a paper cut being stung by lemon juice. My heart raced as I tried to calm down, but the pain was persistent and unsettling. I wanted to wake The Master, The Mistress, and The Young Master, but I was too frightened of being locked in my cupboard for a week if I disturbed them. The pain was not only uncomfortable but also worrying.

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As I lay there, an owl began tapping at my window. My heart pounded as I opened it and took the letter it carried.

Harry: "Uh, thanks..."

Owl: 'No problem! Do you have any treats for me?'

Harry: "I don't have any right now, but I can get some later. What's your name, and who's your owner?"

Owl: 'I'm Raitofōru, but you can call me Rai. I work for Gringotts Bank. Wait... you can understand me?!?'

Harry: "I guess so. I'm not really sure how it happened, but it seems like I can understand you."

I unrolled the letter with trembling hands. The contents were unsettling:

*Dear Lord Potter,

It has come to our attention that you have recently come into your Creature Inheritance. Please come to see me at your earliest convenience. We have much to discuss. Additionally, we wish to inform you that there have been unintentional thefts from a few of your vaults. This letter is a Port-Key; simply say "Hell's Prince" to arrive in my office. Thank you for your time. I await your arrival.

Potter Manager Vault, HazelToph*

I checked the time with a Tempus charm—it was 4:33 A.M.

Harry: "Uh, okay. Hell's Prince."

I muttered the phrase nervously. The Port-Key activated, enveloping me in a swirling green mist.

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I landed in an ornate office, feeling small and out of place.

Goblin: 'Welcome, Mr. Potter. I am your account manager, HazelToph, but you can call me Hazel. How was the trip?'

Harry: "Uh, hi. You can call me Harry. The trip was... intense. I didn't expect it to be so dizzying. Do you know where I can find Rai, the owl?"

Hazel: 'You know our language?!?'

Harry: "Apparently! I used to only understand snakes and owls, but now it seems I can understand Goblins too. I'm not sure how."

Hazel: 'Interesting. We might be able to find out more about this with your inheritance papers.'

Harry: "Before we get to that, um, I heard you perform cleansings. Is there any chance I could get one? I'm a Horcrux for Voldemort, and I want to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Hazel: 'Oh! Yes, let's get that taken care of right away.'

Harry: "Thank you."