Well that's Different

Chapter 1: Discoveries

(Harry's POV)

In my life up until now I have battled a three headed dog, strangling plants, flying keys, a man with two heads, a diary, a fifty foot long basilisk, a rat that is actually human, and fought in the triwizards tournament. In that time not once have I ever questioned my life or been confused by it in anyway. But now I receive a letter from my vault manager Griphook and I have never been so nervous is my life. It stated they have been attempting to contact me but have apparently been unable. This worried me.

I smiled as I saw the familiar script on the large doors and stepped through. Stopping at the counter I spoke lightly, "Hello Griphook." He seemed surprised that I remembered his name then gave a respecting nod, "Mr. Potter. Please follow me." I did and was ked ti a small office with privacy wards in place. The goblin gestured for me to sit then spoke, "Mr. Potter, I have called you hear in regards to the will of your parents. If you would please read these then I will answer any questions you may have." I took the file and read it silently.

The Will of James and Lily Potter

Our Dearest Harry, if you are reading this then we have long since passed. I'm sorry for the life I am sure you will live without us. First there are important things you must understand. Sometimes the things you know seem like what is right when in reality it is what is wrong. My love don't trust Dumbledore. In time you will understand. Finally and please try to understand this. I and your father love each other very much but you are not his. I was with someone prior to him and James adopted you to protect you. You will see your real father in the heritage test but for now know everything we own is signed over to you as soon as you take on your place as Lord Potter. This is what we have left you. We love you and always will.

The Potter Vault 550,000 Galleons

Savings Vault 1,000,000 Galleons

School Funding Vault 250,000 Galleons

Summer House

Winter Cabin

Mansion in Paris

Potter Manor

I couldn't believe it. James Potter wasn't my actual father. I sighed. Nothing with me would ever be normal, "Wow. Can I please take a heritage test?" The creature nodded summoning a bowl and blade, "Cut your finger. The bowl will need your blood to read out." I did as I was instructed and slowly a piece of parchment appeared out of the water. I read it aloud,

"Ere of Godric Gryffindor

Ere of Salazar Slytherin

Ere of Lily Evans

Ere of Tom Riddle"

My eyes widened. Tom Riddle. But that was Lord Voldemort. Griphook placed a hand on my shoulder, "Remember the words of your parents will Mr. Potter. Remember to search for the right answers before you accept the wrong ones." I smiled. Of course he was right but this was still a lot to take in. The man I am supposedly destined to kill is my father. I looked at the bowl and took the Lord Rings from the bowl placing the Potter ring on my left ring finger, the Gryffindor ring on my Right Ring finger, and the Slytherin Ring on a chain over my neck officially claiming the three lord ships. He led me out of his office and I ran to the one person I knew would understand this, however unwilling he would be to explain.