Nothing can dim the light that shines from within.

"Remus just arrived, I could feel his magic inside the house. Which by the way I have to disagree with you, that freakin' building is a freakin' manor." Sirius grumbled petulantly while Petunia let out a tinkling laugh. She patted his forearm soothingly before shaking her head.

"It's not, Sirius. It's definitely smaller than a manor. I hope the two of them could mend their relationship soon…" Petunia commented softly which made Sirius eyed her curiously.

"Relationship? What do you mean by that?"

"All in good times, my love. All in good times." Petunia giggled and pulled the ex-Auror into the black cauldron. Petunia observed the whole bar and sighed to herself, it hasn't changed since the last time she went to do her business in Diagon Alley. Being a squib, she could see the magical points within someplace and it made travelling to the wizarding world easier. Though she had to admit, after travelling around the world and experiencing many of the wizarding cultures, the British wizarding world is definitely out of date. It's no wonder that many of the international ministries frowned upon the British. If Petunia had to choose, she would rather spend her life in the American wizarding world. More modern and fairly open-minded, at least after she made her point in the ministry.

She wanted so much to change the British point of view but with Voldemort causing many ruckuses in Britain, she couldn't do much about it. The couple stride through the bar and made their way to the alley's entrance and after opening the said entrance, they quickly made their way to Gringotts. The goblins were too busy counting galleons and golds to pay attention to them when Sirius and Petunia finally made it to the goblin receptionist. The goblin lifted his gaze towards them and scowled sourly, "State your purposes."

Sirius was taking none of that attitude and Petunia saw it coming so before Sirius could answer with a snide remark Petunia squeezed his forearm and gave him a reassuring smile. "Let me do the talking, love." She said and turned her whole attention towards the goblin. #May your gold ever flow, Master Goblin. My fiancé and I would like to discuss a few personal things that I assume the goblin race know-how. # She said calmly in fluent gobbledygook.

To say that the goblins were surprised was an understatement, the bank teller's jaw dropped and so was Sirius's. Petunia, however, did not pay them any mind and instead put a very stern face that is well-known to the wizards outside the British Monarch. #With all due respect, Master Goblin. I do not have that much of a time to dilly dally and we must hustle before a certain Headmaster notice something is wrong.# Petunia said sternly at the goblins. That seemed to knock some sense to the goblins and almost immediately he regains his composure and nodded stiffly.

"Right, my Lady. Talking with the director might be more preferable for you in my opinion. Griphook!" Yelled the teller and again, almost immediately another goblin with equally grotesque face came to them with a grunt. "Griphook here will lead you to the Director's office."

Petunia nodded and dragged the still shell-shocked Sirius to follow the goblin. Griphook led them deep inside the bank into a waiting room where Petunia could see a couple of pureblood families around the waiting hall. Petunia could even spot some of the popular ones, like the Malfoy family, Flint, Jugson, many of them who are clear supporters of the dark faction, Petunia paid them no mind, to her who is a well-known squib character outside the Europe magical community these families is nothing compared to the old families that she had to deal with. She could feel Sirius stiffened beside her when he made eye contact with the Malfoy lord who turned away with a cold sneer.

Sirius whole stance changed, he went rigid and began to grind his teeth, Petunia knew for sure what Sirius was thinking his Auror instinct kicked in, he wanted to take action and arrest those supporters, or possible death eaters in disguise, and she couldn't let that happen. She pulled Sirius closer to her. "Love, I know you want to get them… But it is impossible to do it the way you wanted to do it. Be patient, all will be well in the end." She whispered to him and gave his nose a peck.

"I'm sorry love… It's just hard… I'm sure that they're one of the reasons James and Lily died. I can't just let it go, they were once my friends… It's hard to see them changed so much." Sirius muttered solemnly. Petunia nodded in understanding and gave him a comforting hug before pulling back and again giving him a light gentle peck.

"Maybe there's a lot of things that we need to find out about them. We can do this, love. I know we can. We will leave Britain and raise Harry in a more open-minded environment, give him many experiences before we let him choose where he wants to study. How does that sound?"

Griphook, who had been watching them with calculating eyes suddenly realized who the squib really is. He had heard from his American cousins about a politically powerful squib that had been changing the American Wizarding community which are more liberal than others. The said powerful squib has a network around the world bar the European country and this woman might just be it. The goblin clears his throat with a grunt which startled the couple in front of him. Griphook chuckled when he saw the dust of red across both of their cheeks.

"Head Director Ragnok will see you now." He said as he bowed shortly to the squib to which Petunia replied with an equally short bow to respect him.

"Thank you Griphook. I have a feeling that we will be seeing each other more often than not." Petunia smiled kindly at the goblin which prompted the said goblin to stumble, a bit taken aback at her kind comment. "May your gold ever flow, Griphook," she muttered as her

"And May your Enemies tremble in fear before you, my lady." He bowed deeply to Petunia and open the door connecting to the main office of the Head Director Ragnok. The couple steps inside and was welcomed with a Monstrous sight of the Goblin Leader. The director motioned them to take a seat in the provided seat.

"Ah, the infamous Petunia Evans and ! I've heard so much about you, great lady." Praised the Goblin King but the gleeful tone did not stay long as he bowed his head towards them. "On behalf of the British Goblin Kingdom, we are sorry for your loss, Lady Evans and you as well, Master Black." Petunia smiled politely while taking Sirius's hand to give her strength to not falter. Sirius squeezed her hand gently and give her an encouraging smile.

"I hope it is mostly good things that you hear about me, high king goblin." She countered deciding that discussing her family's passing is way too soon for her. A recently open wound that is yet to be closed.

The Goblin king laughed heartily, "Of course, my lady! Your prowess is our current 'hot topic' in the American Goblins Community. You have left quite an impression towards the High King Goblin in America, which is my brother by the way."

"Oh, well that's good to know, King Ragnok, King Grook is one of my avid supporters. However, I am in dire need of help."

"Of course, back to business, my lady. I know that you are here because of your godson's difficult situation."

Knowing that the Goblin nation will not be fooled by a piece of mere news from a faulty article she smirked knowingly at him, "Yes… My godson's situation, about his vaults and inheritance, since I do not want to raise any suspicions by bringing the believed to be dead Harry Potter here. However, it is my belief that a certain Hogwarts' headmaster is up to something and I believe my Harry will be in the middle of his scheme." Petunia stated seriously. Sirius proudly watched Petunia handle the meeting, he turned his attention towards the high king and clears his throat.

"I have a wild guess that if Harry James Potter were alive Dumbledore has a plan to make himself the magical guardian giving him all the power to control Harry's life. He wanted to frame me… didn't he? The only one who knew about the Secret Keeper swapping other than the late Potters, Pettigrew and I was him, He was the one who performed the magic."Sirius sighed in defeat then something else came into mind.

"There was something weird that night after the murder. When I arrived, Severus was there and I hadn't seen the Potters' body yet. When I saw Severus with Harry I was going to immediately evacuate them to my home but I was filled with a wave of sudden anger and clouded with the intention to hunt Pettigrew that I almost left them behind…" He trailed off absentmindedly.

"That sounded like a confundus spell on you or an imperio… But you're right, … it is true that, were Harry James Potter alive, he will come after the magical guardian part and will most likely do whatever it takes to make himself the sole guardian. Which means, framing you is the most likely scenario, ." King Ragnok speculate with a growl. Petunia went stiff when she heard the speculation, she knew a person like Dumbledore will not stop at anything to get what he wants and she is sure that by now, Dumbledore knows that Harry is still alive.

"We need to get out of the country." Petunia blurted out, earning both Sirius and King Ragnok's attention. Sirius arched a brow, questioning her plan. Petunia looked at him straight in the eyes. "Dumbledore is a tricky wizard, sooner or later he will find out about Harry. During the first months of Harry's birth. Did Dumbledore ever come close to Harry?"

"Y-yeah, James wanted his mentor to be present when his firstborn came into the world so he invited the man. I never saw him alone with the babe though." Sirius mumbled the last part to himself as he tried to rack his brain for any memories during Harry's first few months.

"But Dumbledore has full access to the Potters home right? Much to Lily's delight, I presume." The goblin king added, equally curious.

"Yes. During that time we were knee-deep in Dumbledore's clutches, we didn't really think twice about inviting ' the' Dumbledore in their home. He was the light side's leader, our mentor, he was supposed to be our protector, so we didn't really think much of it." Sirius informed them absently trying to think of any memories of James or Lily handing over Harry to Dumbledore. Then it hit him, "Harry, he never likes being anywhere near Dumbledore nor Pettigrew. Remus and I, we got the privileges to hold Harry and Harry never seemed to mind when it is us but when James tried to offer Harry to Pettigrew or Dumbledore, the babe always made a fuss about it."

Petunia went quiet as she took the whole thing and tried to process them. Something must have triggered Dumbledore to do what he did, to give the Potters to the dark lord. Then it hit her.

"The prophecy! Lily and Severus mentioned to us that there is a prophecy regarding the dark lord and Harry! Is there any way for us to check about the validity of this prophecy."

The Goblin King raised his brow, a mere prophecy would not make a chief warlock so reckless and aim his wand towards a child. A mere human would know prophecy are predictions not to be taken too literally. The entirety of this mess is honestly too disturbing.

Sirius chuckled, "The only way to know whether the prophecy is valid or not is to hear it yourself and the only way to do so is if you take a visit to the level 9 of the department of mysteries and straight to the Hall of Prophecy, where the prophecy balls are and find the prophecy that has your name on it and only the one who possesses the name could be the one who takes the prophecy ball."

Petunia sagged a little, "Which means we have to take Harry here for an inheritance test… But it is too soon to take Harry out in the open." She closed her eyes and tries to rethink her steps. "We have to put the prophecy matters aside. Our number one priority is Harry's safety."

Sirius nodded, "Director Ragnok, I would like to take the Black mantle and make Harry my heir.." Petunia's eyes widened at that.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, I am both in name and intentions." Sirius smirked at that but it didn't last long until he continued, " I know that we both will have children in the future but Harry is my first son. Well, not in blood but he is in my heart. Should Harry wants to relinquish the Black Heir title he can do that when he's of age but for now, I just want him to know that we're family."

Petunia's eyes glistened at Sirius. She smiled knowingly and nodded in agreement. Then she turned to Ragnok. "I would also like to test my own inheritance and adopt Harry as my own. I would also like to see the wills of my sister and her late husband. I am after all family."

Ragnok nodded and snapped his fingers a pair of knives appeared as well as a pair of parchment. "With my pleasure, Milady. Just nicked the blade on your index finger and let 3 drops of blood fall on these parchments." Sirius nodded and took a piece of parchment and a knife to proceed with the ritual. He nicked his finger and let the droplets fall to the parchment and form words about his inheritance.

Name: Sirius Orion Black

Born : 3 November 1959

Father: Orion Pyxis Black (Deceased)

Mother: Walburga Vega Black (Deceased)

Siblings: Regulus Arcturus Black (Deceased)

Status: Unbonded, Unemployed

Blood Status: Pureblood

Creature Inheritance: None

Titles :

Lord of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Black (Waiting for Approval)

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Alumni

Magic :

Grey Magic Affinity (Blocked) (40) (Unknown Administrator*)

Dark Magic Core (Blocked)) (15)(Unknown Administrator)

Soul Bond- Petunia Evans (Blocked) (75)(Unknown Administrator)

Animagus

Blood Magic Affinity (100% Blocked) (Unknown Administrator)

Necromancy Affinity (100)(Unknown Administrator)

Familiar Connection (100)(Unknown Administrator)

Metamorphmagus (Family Magic)

Other Information:

Magical Leech (Unknown Administrator)

Magical Core Damping (Unknown Administrator)

Compulsions:

Hatred towards Severus Tobias Snape (Unknown Administrator) (100)

Hatred towards All Slytherin (Unknown Administrator)

Hatred towards Dark Magic (Unknown Administrator)

Hatred towards Pureblood (Unknown Administrator)

Hatred towards Black Family (Unknown Administrator)

Loyalty towards ##### (Unknown Administrator) (100)

Loyalty towards ##### (Unknown Administrator) (100)

Loyalty towards the Ministry of Magic (Unknown Administrator) (100)

Vaults*:

#613 Black Family Vault

#711 Personal Black Vault

Properties:

Black Castle (Unplpottable)

Black Manor (Norwich, East England)

Grimmauld Place Townhouse

Black Cottage (La Digue, Seychelles)

Black Family Chateau (Gif Sur Yvette, France)

*The Administrator of the compulsion and magical binding is untraceable due to the Olde Magick occluding the magical trace of the Administrator. All compulsion, poison victim, potion victim and etc shall receive purging rituals from the Goblin Nation.

*Please refer to the account manager to manage the content of the vault s

Sirius could feel a headache gradually forming, he was disgusted, appalled, and very much furious to find out all the compulsions and blockage that made him acted the way he did in his childhood. It all makes sense to him, from the start he never liked the Black Family adults, but he had always loved his cousins, Narcissa, Andromeda, even dear Bellatrix. Not to mention, Merlin, his brother Regulus, he loved him so much before but when he started Hogwarts he became cold towards his own family, his beloved little brother.

He had blindly betrayed his own family. He hung his head in shame and rubbed his face tiredly. Tears flowing down freely on his weary face, he gave Petunia his parchment for her to read. "I'm a fucking failure. I'm an utter fucking failure. Why did I let myself give in? I should've fought it… done something about it. Regulus…I-..." He sobbed quietly in his hands. It pained him to know that he had pushed his brother away and the last memory he had of him was hate filling his eyes.

Petunia's eyes went ablaze when she finished reading her beloved inheritance test results, she took a sharp breath when she heard Sirius melancholic wails. She left her seat and kneeled in front of Sirius. "No. You're not a failure, you were bewitched, manipulated to do someone else's bidding. You did not know any better." She said trying to soothe Sirius while trying to pry his hands and cupping both of his wet cheeks. "You are a brave man. You were used but you somehow still manage to do the right thing. That is not a sign of failure, you prevail and you will always do. Please do not beat yourself down like that."

Sirius sniffed and locked his tired grey eyes with Petunia's soothing greens. He leaned forward touching her forehead with his. He closed his eyes, took a large calming breath and proceed to calm his frantic mind. "What will I do without you?" He sobbed quietly and kissed her forehead before kissing her lips gently, pouring every bit of love he has in his body towards his beloved in front of him.

Petunia smiled lovingly at him before sitting back at her seat. She then proceeds to follow what Sirius did before with the parchment and the knife. The three droplets, like Sirius's, did the same thing in the parchment, forming a quite complicated inheritance test result.

Name: Petunia Elodiel Evans

Petunia Eleniel Orthorien (High Elven Name)

Birth: 20th March 1959

Father: Pieter Aradan Evans (Deceased)

Pieter Aradan Orthorien (High Elven Name)

Mother: Marigold Callista Evans nee Sayre

Siblings: Lily Faye Evans

Lily Airemana Orthorien (High Elven Name)

Status: Unbonded, American Wizarding Lawyer

Blood Status: Squib

Creature Inheritance: High Elven blood (diluted)

Titles :

Heir of Orthorien High Elven Court (Paternal side) (Unable to Inherit due to Lack of Magic)

Heir of Slytherin (Maternal side) (Unable to Inherit due to Lack of Magic)

Heir of Gaunt (Maternal Side) (Unable to Inherit due to Lack of Magic)

Heir of Naga (Paternal Side) (Unable to Inherit due to Lack of Magic)

Werewolf Friend of Bulgaria Clan

Goblin Friend of America Clan

Vampire Friend of Romania Clan

Salem Institute of Magic and Theorie Alumni

Other Information:

Soulbond: Sirius Orion Black (Blocked by Unknown Administrator*) (75)

Magic*:

Natural affinity towards Nature Magic (Elven Blood)

Eidetic Memory (Elven Blood)

Elven Language (Elven Blood)

Parseltongue (Slytherin Blood)

Vault*:

#23 Orthorien Vault (Locked)

#4 Slytherin (Locked)

Properties*:

Evans Residence No.45 (Salford, Northwest England)

Orthorien Elven Castle (Unplottable)

Slytherin Manor (Unplottable)

Sayre Castle (Unplottable)

Evans Cottage (Derry, Northern Ireland)

*The Administrator of the compulsion and magical binding is untraceable due to the Olde Magick occluding the magical trace of the Administrator. All compulsion, poison victim, potion victim and etc shall receive purging rituals from the Goblin Nation.

*Squib descendants could not inherit the magic but could inherit the basic component of the magic. If a Squib descendant inherits language affinity they will be able to understand and speak with it but could not perform or cast a spell with it. Should Squib descendants inherit a form of creature inheritance, then they will have enhanced ability regarding their creature inheritance.

*Please refer to the account manager to manage the content of the vault s

*Should a Squib inherit a property/land they shall need to undergo another blood test to be eligible to inherit the said property/land.

Petunia's eyes widened, she was clearly surprised with the test result, though her surprise came from the revelation that she had a bit of a High Elven blood in her and that must mean that her little sister as well. The Slytherin Heir nor the Naga Hair did not surprise her at all because she had known this during her time in America. She wordlessly gave the parchment to Sirius to which he took equally silent.

Though it did not last long. Sirius coughed violently when he read a particular part in the parchment. "Slytherin Heir?! Flower, did you know about this?"

"Yes, I do. I had known that my mother was a Sayre and that the name is pretty sacred in America. Apparently, my ancestor was a Gaunt who ran away from England and made a new life in America building the Ilvermony school in the process. The Slytherin line changed along the way resulting in one, possibly extinct, extremely crazy and off-the-rocker family and that family is called the Gaunts. Our line usually consists of Squibs until well… Lily happened. The High Elven family is a bit complicated..." Petunia faltered as her conscience dwelled deeper into his mind.

"Huh," Sirius replied dumbly as he took in all the new information slowly. But time is not on their side and they have to move, fast. "Chief Ragnok, in the parchment it is said that I am fully doused with compulsion magick and possibly magic core dampening spells. I would like to do a full purge, please. Will it be arranged with your trusted Goblin Healer?"

"Yes of course, but before that, you shall have to accept your Lordship and with that comes the reading of both of your parents' wills." Ragnok regarded thoughtfully and waved his hand, bringing a black velvet ring case with gold trimmings to appear on his desk. "Your Lordship Ring, "

Sirius nodded gratefully and took the ring out of the box, he took a big breath and jammed his index finger into the ring. Around him grew a purple mist and his grey eyes glow momentarily until finally the purple mist settle and gave Sirius's eyes a purple ring around his grey iris. "Guess, I am Lord Black now."

Petunia nodded stiffly and faced the Goblin King, "I would also like to try and take another blood test to inherit some of the lands my parents apparently left for me." Ragnok smiled his goblin smile which sent shivers down both of the humans in the room.

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