Slyth's Snakepit
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
19
Views:
47,481
Reviews:
88
Recommended:
6
Currently Reading:
11
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I do not own Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these writings
Chapter 3 - Of to the Mansion
Chapter 3
Harry was completely dumbfounded. Griphook kept calling his name but got no response. The small goblin then did the only thing he could think of to make him snap out of it. He slapped him round the face.
"Harry?"
"I'm sorry for a second there I thought you said that Lucius Malfoy is my uncle."
"Well, I did."
"It- you- it's not possible."
"Believe me it is."
"But that means that Draco is my cousin?"
"Yes."
"But he hates me, they all do, they want me dead."
"I doubt he would hate you if he knew the truth. I believe that somehow he doesn't know of your familial bond."
"But how is it even possible? I don't get it."
"Ah, well your grandmother was a close friend of Abraxas Malfoy's and at some point their relationship moved past friends but it was ended when she fell pregnant and they carried on as friends and everyone believed that James was your grandfather's."
"She had an affair with him?"
"Yes."
"So part of my magical inheritance will come from the Malfoys?"
"I believe it is possible depending on what you have inherited."
"Wow." Harry was trying to process everything all at once. "Did anyone else know?"
"I believe Dumbledore knew and he promised that you would be told when you were 15. Unfortunately we didn't realise he couldn't be trusted."
"So I'm related to the Malfoys, will come into my dormant powers and I'm suddenly rich beyond my imagination?"
"Yes and of course you now technically can control half of Hogwarts along with all of your inherited estates."
"There's property as well?"
"Yes, I can give you a list."
"Not right now maybe in a couple of days?"
"No problem Harry. We may get in touch with your uncle it is nearly time for your inheritance to come into effect.”
"Okay." Harry was dreading this and hoped that he wouldn’t be hexed as soon as they saw him.
Harry followed the goblin down the hall and round more turns in the corridor until they reached a set of fireplaces.
Griphook turned to Harry and said, “Mr. Potter you can floo directly into the Malfoy mansion through floo 27, it’s the Malfoy’s private floo and only accessible to those of Malfoy blood. When you go through the floo ask for Bobbin and tell him that you must speak with the Master of the house. When Lucius comes to greet you give him this,” Griphook handed him a letter, “after he has read it make sure you answer all of his questions and do it truthfully as we cannot risk this going wrong.”
“Okay Griphook, I think I’ve got that.” Harry went down onto his knees and opened his arms to the goblin who accepted the embrace. “Thank you so much Griphook, I’m glad I’m finally getting the truth from someone and you shall be greatly rewarded for all of your help. I’m sure my parents would have been happy with your work also.”
In response Griphook gave Harry a watery, shocked smile and ushered him into the floo where in a flash of green Harry was gone.
Harry was completely dumbfounded. Griphook kept calling his name but got no response. The small goblin then did the only thing he could think of to make him snap out of it. He slapped him round the face.
"Harry?"
"I'm sorry for a second there I thought you said that Lucius Malfoy is my uncle."
"Well, I did."
"It- you- it's not possible."
"Believe me it is."
"But that means that Draco is my cousin?"
"Yes."
"But he hates me, they all do, they want me dead."
"I doubt he would hate you if he knew the truth. I believe that somehow he doesn't know of your familial bond."
"But how is it even possible? I don't get it."
"Ah, well your grandmother was a close friend of Abraxas Malfoy's and at some point their relationship moved past friends but it was ended when she fell pregnant and they carried on as friends and everyone believed that James was your grandfather's."
"She had an affair with him?"
"Yes."
"So part of my magical inheritance will come from the Malfoys?"
"I believe it is possible depending on what you have inherited."
"Wow." Harry was trying to process everything all at once. "Did anyone else know?"
"I believe Dumbledore knew and he promised that you would be told when you were 15. Unfortunately we didn't realise he couldn't be trusted."
"So I'm related to the Malfoys, will come into my dormant powers and I'm suddenly rich beyond my imagination?"
"Yes and of course you now technically can control half of Hogwarts along with all of your inherited estates."
"There's property as well?"
"Yes, I can give you a list."
"Not right now maybe in a couple of days?"
"No problem Harry. We may get in touch with your uncle it is nearly time for your inheritance to come into effect.”
"Okay." Harry was dreading this and hoped that he wouldn’t be hexed as soon as they saw him.
Harry followed the goblin down the hall and round more turns in the corridor until they reached a set of fireplaces.
Griphook turned to Harry and said, “Mr. Potter you can floo directly into the Malfoy mansion through floo 27, it’s the Malfoy’s private floo and only accessible to those of Malfoy blood. When you go through the floo ask for Bobbin and tell him that you must speak with the Master of the house. When Lucius comes to greet you give him this,” Griphook handed him a letter, “after he has read it make sure you answer all of his questions and do it truthfully as we cannot risk this going wrong.”
“Okay Griphook, I think I’ve got that.” Harry went down onto his knees and opened his arms to the goblin who accepted the embrace. “Thank you so much Griphook, I’m glad I’m finally getting the truth from someone and you shall be greatly rewarded for all of your help. I’m sure my parents would have been happy with your work also.”
In response Griphook gave Harry a watery, shocked smile and ushered him into the floo where in a flash of green Harry was gone.