Family Doesn't End In Blood
Summary: Harry jumps into a whole new adventure when he decides to take in a child. Not any child, but the You Know Who's kiddo. Why does he always gets himself into these things?
Spoilers: all the HP books and movies. If you don't know the books or movies, go read and watch them!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies, they belong to J. K. Rowling. I also do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Beta: Riddle_Snape
Pairing/s in this chapter: none
Warnings in this chapter: Alternate Universe – Cannon Divergence, Adoption, Blood adoption, Legal Adoption, Mention of Minor Character's death
Ner words in this chapter: 868
"Talking"
'Thinking'
{Talking on the fireplace}
{Talking through Horcrux}
{Writing through Horcrux}
–Parseltongue–
Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others
Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper
Time change/Date of time
Change of POV
Prologue
Friday, 5 June 1992
HJP's POV
Harry watched Professor Dumbledore leave the Infirmary Ward and then glanced at the ceiling. He had burnt Professor Quirrell to death last night… there was no way the man had survived those amounts of burns.
"Heir H. Potter." Harry raised his head from the pillows and found a Goblin entering the Infirmary Ward, while coming from the Healer's office alongside the woman herself. Harry sat up and the Goblin nodded at Madam Pomfrey, before he approached Harry's hospital bed and closed the curtains around it. "What do you know of Blood Rights?"
"Nothing." Harry argued and offered the seat that Professor Dumbledore had vacated. "Muggle raised."
The Goblin sat down.
"Family bloodline is everything in the Wizardry World. Heir Potter is the Heir of Potter, Peverell and Black Family." Harry hummed, surprised. "Your Family Lord never…?"
"I don't have one." Harry argued, only to blush. "I'm sorry for interrupting you." He added at the raised eyebrow.
The Goblin sneered.
"Family Account Manager?" Harry shook his head. "Family Vault?"
"Number… 6… 8… 7, I think?"
The Goblin took a parchment from his vests and looked through it.
"That is your Trust Fund. The Potter's Family Vault is 704." Harry gaped. "Muggle raised… how old were you when you were taught about your inheritance and… you are about to interrupt me again, are you not?" The boy blushed and ducked his head. "Do I even want to know the answer?"
"It was the day I met you, Mr Griphook. Hagrid taught me I was a Wizard, that my parents didn't die in a car crash and that I was famous on my 11th birthday."
Griphook massaged his eyebrows.
"Had I known… my King will have my neck."
"Sorry…"
"It is not your fault, Heir Potter." Griphook snapped. "School letters?"
"A million over a week. I only got a right to open one when Hagrid forced my relatives. They had refused it." Harry scratched the back of his head. "I take it that's bad."
"Worse." The Goblin agreed. "I will give a quick explanation of Blood Rights then. Almost every Pureblood Family is connected by blood." Harry nodded. "Still, there are the rare cases – like the Slytherin Family – where only one generation has a right to the Family claim. The bloodline is kept hidden within the family. Brothers wedding Sisters…" Harry made a disgusted face.
"Just look at Muggle Kings and Queens." Griphook argued and the boy snorted at the comparison. "Anyway; the Potters also have an inheritance that… only Potter's can claim."
"The Peverell?"
"Good to know you are quick to understand." Griphook agreed. "Because of this it means that any new Offspring that is a Peverell is under your lordship's care since the Potters are the one with the legal claim."
"What about this… Offspring's parents?"
"One is dead and the other is… bodiless."
Harry frowned, only for his eyes to grow.
"Voldemort?" A nod. "The child has to be around my age. He lost his body when I was 15-month-old!"
"The Offspring was just born, his bearer entered into labour when she realized His second bodiless." Harry gaped. "He was not the 'father', He claimed the Offspring and blood adopted him. In Wizardry World an Offspring only has parents if parents claim the Offspring."
"Is it legal to blood adopt?"
Griphook smirked.
"If done by Goblins." Harry passed a hand through his face and hair. "If the Headmaster finds the Offspring he is dead."
Harry scoffed, only to hiccup. Voldemort's Kid!
"What's his name?"
"Bearer died before naming or claiming him. Hence why bearer instead of mother."
"So, I'm stuck with also naming him?" Harry argued, mid-shrieking. "What's Voldemort's biological name? 'Cause no mother names her child «Voldemort»!"
"Tom Riddle. Heir of Peverell and Slytherin. My apologies; Lord of Slytherin since he now has a blood Heir."
Harry raised his head from his hands to look at the Goblin. Slytherin?
"Jacob Thomas Peverell." Griphook nodded and wrote it down. "Wha… when can I see my… Heir?"
Griphook smirked and offered a hardcover book, one parchment with Jacob's name paperwork and another parchment with the Heir claim over the book. Harry accepted the quill, although no ink bottle was offered which made him look up confused.
"Blood quill. No ink needed as it uses your own blood. Quill only used in official paperwork. Sign on both scrolls."
Harry obeyed and Griphook took them back. A new scroll popped in on the Goblin's hand. He looked through it and then gave Harry to sign. Harry frowned at finding it was his own emancipation paperwork.
"Now what?" He asked as Griphook retrieved the parchment, quill and book.
"In a month time Heir Peverell will be capable to be moved. You have a month to acquire the required cot and clothes for him by owl."
Harry nodded and Griphook left, reopening the curtains. Harry fell back on the hospital bed, while Madam Pomfrey approached and put some balm on the back of his hand for the blood quill's scars. Bloody Hell!
11-year-old…
Just killed a Professor…
And now he was a Daddy!
Of his parents' killer's child!
How does he always get himself in these positions?
(TBC)
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