"Hey Harry! Get down here! Cissa sent the supplies!" Sirius shouted. "Oh God, Siri! Will you please stop trying to burst my eardrums by hollering that loud?" Remus asked.

" Wait. They are here?" Harry hollered back and Remus groaned. It was tiring to deal with the Father-son duo when they were so similar.

Harry bounded down the stairs and pushed Sirius aside, getting a good look at the supplies. The red paint and brushes shone in the light. The plain papers reminded Harry of the time before he had stepped in Hogwarts. He still liked pen and paper better than parchment and quills.

If the wizarding world was very good at some things, it still lacked many modern advancements that were much more convenient. He was shook out of his thoughts by Sirius' shoulder bump.

"Where were you lost?" He asked Harry almost worriedly. "Nowhere. Just thinking how the wizarding world is so backward in terms of technology." Sirius just shook his head ,amused. "You think I don't know that? Anyway, now that these are here, we can get on with our plan. After all, we have two Weasleys and one Granger-Weasley to kill."

"About that. Are we sure that no other betrayed us?" Remus asked. "What do you mean Uncle Moony?" "I mean, are we sure that it was only Molly, Ginevra, Ronald and Hermione that betrayed you, Harry? Or was someone else also involved?"

"But Death showed me that only. No other person deceived me." Harry said, confused. "Hmmm. Harry you remember you had told us that you withheld your knowledge purposefully?" Harry nodded. "Why is it that you did it?"

"I did it because I didn't want anymore attention than I already had..........?" Harry said, his confidence fading by the end the sentence. "But you already were famous. Why would an eleven year old think something of like that? It wouldn't have made a difference anyway." Sirius said.

Harry was stunned into silence. As he thought about it, he started to see many more loop holes in what he knew as truth now. As far as he remembered, he had wanted to prove himself. But had done the opposite.

Wasn't it this wish of his that had almost got him sorted into Slytherin due to it being a strong ambition? Then why had he downplayed himself?

"I think it's time we visit Gringotts." Sirius said. Harry nodded absentmindedly.

The three hooded figures stepped inside the wizarding bank. Nearly every wizard stared at them but the Goblins merely glanced at them once before getting on with their work.

They just walked forth and Sirius stepped forward. "Master Goblin, we are here to check upon a few familial matters. If you would be so kind to help us out.....?" The Goblin hid the slight shock he felt at the wizard addressing him so politely.

"I am sorry sir. I am busy at the moment. But I will have some other Goblin look at your vaults and whatever else you need." He replied almost as respectfully as Sirius had. "Thank you Master Goblin. "

Another Goblin stepped forward and gestured them to follow him in. They walked behind him without hesitation. When they finally reached a private chamber, they threw off their hoods looking straight at the Goblin.

"Ah. Lord Black and Lord Potter. I was wondering when I would see you both. And I see Mr. Lupin is here too. Please take your seats. How may I help you?" The Goblin asked.

They glanced at each other, shocked. "You were expecting us!?" Harry whispered urgently. "Why yes. Lord Potter. No matter what the wizards think, the Goblin Nation always trusts factual evidences more than material ones. We were expecting you much earlier to confirm your Lordships over the Houses you were either heir to or triumphed over."

"My Lordships? I thought I was only Lord Potter?" "Ah yes. Your being the only living descendant of Ignotus Peverell makes you Lord Peverell as well, doesn't it?" The Goblin asked almost playfully. Harry stared at him wide eyed.

"Lord Peverell?" He asked in a whisper. "Oh yes. In fact, let's have you tested to see how many Houses are you magically bound to." Harry could only nod. The Goblin just shook his head and pulled Harry's hand forth. He very easily pierced the tip of his finger with his tal- sorry - nails.

He allowed seven drops of his blood to fall on the parchment before pushing it back to the boy who hastily healed it with a simple Episkey.

"Here you go Lord Potter." The Goblin handed over the parchment.

Name: Harry James Potter

Father: James Charlus Potter

Mother: Lily Evans Potter

Titles: Lord Potter (claimed)

Lord Peverell (yet to claim)

Heir Black (yet to claim)

Lord Slytherin (yet to claim) (by triumph)

Lord Gaunt (yet to claim) (by triumph)

Mates: None (Reasons unknown)

Wand core: Thestral hair

Magical core: Brimming

Patronus: Stag

Animagus form: Shadow Phoenix (Yet to be discovered)

Liquid assets: 567,000,000,000,000 galleons, 342,158,981,000,000 sickles and 789,345,239,000,000 knuts

Solid assets: Family heirlooms, books, tapestries, Potter Manor, The Swiss Cottage, Godric's Hollow; 12, Grimauld Place; The Peverell Manor.

Status: Honorary Slytherin, Thunder and The Master of Death

Harry was shocked at the number of Houses he was the Lord to. Also, he had never known that Sirius had named him the heir to House of Black. Then, the money he had. Damn. On paper it looked even more overwhelming than it was in person.

"If you hadn't known about the Lordships, what else can I help you with?" The Goblin asked. "Uh We had heard that Goblins are well aware of some detection spells that help in telling whether a person had been under influence charms or not?"

The Goblin frowned. "Do you want to check for blocks or potions in one of your systems?" Sirius nodded. "We have a doubt regarding the same. Can you please check Harry?" The Goblin nodded and took out a fresh parchment repeating the previous process.

Spells: None

Charms: None

Potions: Draught of Death (Dormant) (Administered by Ginevra Molly Weasley)

Draught of Disinterest (Dormant) (Administered by Hermione Granger-Weasley)

"What the - " "Sirius it's okay. She used only one potion. How she managed to brew it in her first year, I don't know." Harry said. "How dare that Mudblood do this to you Harry? How dare she?" Sirius spoke, his voice dangerously soft. And it's never good for you if a Black's voice goes so soft of its own accord.

"Siri -" "No Remus. I think we've just found our next target."

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