2 Inheritance

*Snape POV*

My day was going so well no dunderheaded students to bother me. No pranks, or shenanigans, nope just a quite evening working on my potions that is until I got called to the Headmasters office. The gargoyle moved to the password given 'Licorice Wands' why does it always have to be candy? As I stepped up into his office it appeared that it wasn't just me called. Without actually telling me anything Albus handed me a letter and asked me to read it.

[Dear Whoever is reading this,

My name is Amanda Prince. I am writing in return to the Hogwarts letter my son Alexander Prince has received. First off I should mention I am a squib and due to certain reasons I know very little about the magical world. My father, a pureblood, Archibold Prince abandoned me and my muggle mother after he learned I was a squib, not that he cared much for us before then anyway but I digress.

My sons father is one James Potter. From what he told me he is another pureblood but he left me and my son in the muggle world due to a war going on. He said wanted to marry me as his second wife, yes he told me he was already married, after the Dark Lord was defeated but I have not heard or seen him since October of 81. If you could inform me what happened to him I would be grateful. Anyway I have no real knowledge of the Magical World. My father didn't tell me or my mother much at all and James thought I best avoid it until the war was over. So my issue is I have no way to buy the supplies due to I have no idea where to go. No one has told me. I knew I could use an owl but the ones needed are magical familiars I can't find in the muggle world. So until now I had no way to contact the Magical Society to get to know what I need for my son.

I will be honest. I do not care for the magical world much due to my father but for my son I am willing to do anything. My son has known he was magical since he was six years old but I couldn't help him with it at all due to lack of knowledge. So if you would please send someone to help us with our dilemma. We both know very little of Magic, though my son experiments on his own, and I want to help my son in anyway I can. I assume you already know our address but just in case it is written on the back of this message. Thank you for your time.

Thank you again,

Amanda Abigail Prince

P.S. My son has changed quite a bit since he was eight, becoming more animalistic in character. I don't know if this is normal or not for wizard.]

Two things left me speechless in this letter. First is that other than me and my mother there is another living Prince out there, two actually. Secondly James Potter had another son and not with Lily. One part of me is a little excited that my mother has another living relative, despite the fact she was disowned. The other is anger towards James Potter. Having another spawn who is not to Lily. Hmph the unfaithful bastard.

Albus asked if I would go with Minerva to check on the boy and I agree. After all this may be one of my relatives I suppose plus I wish to see the bastard spawn that James Potter left behind. Hopefully he is not like his father.

*AP*

[July 28th]

Minerva and myself end up in front of a house. Though calling it a house seems not fitting since it is more like a manor. Minerva knocks on the door and after a few moments a boy answers. The boy is about 5'5" tall with blasted back midnight black hair giving him quite a wild, yet noble, appearance. His eyes are a dark green almost like poison or forest. His eye hold a predatory light as if sizing us up to see if we would be threats. His features themselves seem to hold a sort of feral like pride. I am also getting a small sense of danger emitting from the boy. It isn't like he is dangerous more like it is an instinctual response like if a man was faced with a dragon.

"Oh, Hello. Who are you?" the boy asked raising his brow slightly. Hmph he seems pompous just like his father wanting everything to go his way! Why that little-

"Oh, yes, I am Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall and this here is Potions Master, Professor Severus Snape. Both of us are teachers at Hogwarts, am I correct in assuming you are Alexander Prince?"

The boy eyes us both briefly "You are correct. It is a pleasure to meet you both. Please come in" Ah at least he has some semblance of manners. The boy holds the door open for us and closes it behind us before leading us into the dining room "I will go fetch my mother" He says before heading off.

"Well… that is something" Minerva says

"What do you mean?" I am a bit curious.

She looks at me "Well my cat side wants to back away and hide from the boy. Almost a primal instinct." I can't help but raises a brow since I felt much the same

"I believe the boy may be experiencing a Creature Inheritance" I say guessing at what is happening, though my guess is most likely right.

Minerva nods "I believe so but what kind would have me feel an instinctive fear?"

It wasn't long before the boy came back with his mother. I do admit she was quite beautiful. Long ink black hair, green eyes just like her son, regal features. But at the same time she reminded me of a snake. Charming yet deadly. Beautiful to look at but if poked the wrong way she could end you. It is odd feeling that from someone without magic.

"Ah hello. I am Amanda Prince and you have already met my son Alexander. Hm is it normal to send the Deputy Headmistress and a Professor to see one child?" Her voice, though sounding warm and welcoming, held a brief tone of protectiveness and skepticism. I believe if we tried to harm her son she would make sure we would suffer from it in whatever way she could find.

Minerva smiles "No it is not but this is… well we were rather surprised by what we read. First off, I asked Severus to come with me because you two are related in a way. His mother was a Prince. At the same time I came due to the boys father. May I ask if you have a picture of him?" The woman smiled at me it seemed she was happy to have family. But her eyes, like her sons, was looking at me analytically. She then dug in her purse and pulled out a picture of her, a messy haired man, and the boy. Yep that is definitely Potter.

"My word. I can't believe he actually…" Minerva exclaimed

The woman raised a brow "What was that?" The woman's tone sounded a little cold.

"Oh forgive me" Minerva quickly responds trying to recover from her screw up "It's just he never mentioned having another child especially one that is older than Harry" I nod in agreement.

"Oh, yes, Harry Potter. James mentioned him to me a few times but not overly much. Honestly if he didn't give me proof of the war going on I would have castrated him believing he was treating me as some harlot he could lie to. As for him not mentioning us I believe he did it to protect us. I heard that non magical people were a target of that Dark Lord so he didn't want us to get involved. Though I do know that he told his wife."

"What was the Dark Lords name?" The boy asked you can hear the curiosity on his voice. It really is amazing how he looks nothing like Potter.

"We only refer to him as You-Know-Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Minerva responds but the boy grunts

"But I don't know who so it defeats the purpose of a you-know-who if one of us doesn't know" Was the boys response.

I roll my eyes then I give the boy a real answer "His name was Voldemort."

The boy raised a brow in skepticism "He was named Flight of Death? That sounds ridiculous. Might as well have called him Moldy Shorts instead. At least that is a bit more intimidating. Flight of Death my ass" I and Minerva sputter a bit trying to hold back our laughter. Never has anyone mocked the Dark Lords name before.

"Alexander! I apologize for my sons crass language. As I wrote he has gone through changes since he was eight. He used to be shy and very affectionate now though he is domineering and protective."

Minerva let's out a light chuckle "Oh it is alright. I think he is just going through an early Creature Inheritance." Seeing the confused looks on the pairs faces Minerva explains further "It means that one of your ancestors was a magical creature. It is uncommon but it isn't too rare. Especially in France where Beauxbatons resides. They have many students who are half Veela or have other Creature Inheritance's." The woman seemed relieved to hear this.

"So if Severus Snape's mother was a Prince does that make him my Uncle?" The boy gazed at me. It made me uncomfortable not due to intensity or anything but the fact that his eyes were already showing great trust and affection towards me despite him just meeting me. "Also when can I see my brother?" He also seemed eager to meet the Potter Brat.

Luckily the woman buts in "Sorry if he seems a bit overwhelming to myself and him family is more important than anything else. He is very excited, as am I, to know we are not the only ones left in our family. His grandmother and father both died before he could get to know either. Plus I am unsure if that sperm donor of mine is still alive or not. Not that I think he would care that he has a grandson."

"Well that man is most definitely dead." The woman seems to have deep hatred towards her father so it might be best to let her know he is gone. "My mother, though she was disowned, and I are the last with Prince blood. Or rather we were until we found out of you two. Technically I would be your cousin or something but not Uncle" She seemed oddly grateful to know her father is dead. Reminds me of how I felt when Tobias died. That drunken abusive prick may he rot in hell.

"I like Uncle Severus better than Cousin Severus. I think it would be nice having an Uncle rather than a cousin so I will just call you Uncle." the tone the boy used was as if he would accept nothing else. I have rather mixed feelings about this child so far.

"Yes." Minerva speaks up again "Though I do not know about your brother as he has not responded yet but if he does not respond before the end of the month then he should be brought to Diagon Alley by the first of August as I am sure the Headmaster will send someone to get him. Speaking of which we will take you there so you can get the supplies needed for the school year. First we will stop at Gringotts, the wizarding bank, to pick up some Galleons. We can talk more while shopping as I do have a few more houses to visit" Both the two before us nod.

[Diagon Alley]

*Alexander's POV*

"What in the 7th level of hell was that?!" I can't help but shout out in question. It felt like being squeezed through a tube!

"Ah that is called Apparating. It really isn't pleasant the first time it happens" The woman, Minerva, tells me. I still grumble a little. I keep thinking she is prey though, instinctively at least. As for my new found Uncle. He has been giving me odd looks. I kinda get the sense he is tolerating my existence rather than liking me as a family member. Well he is family so that makes him part of my pack.

The bank is large from what I see from the outside. Minerva tells me I should be respectful to the goblins and respect is all I can give after seeing them. They may be short but I can see the aura of warriors on each and every one of them and from the looks they are giving me I can tell they see the same. I give a few nods of respect and they too return them. "It is good to see you again Ragnok. I have brought in two new to our world who would like to start an account" Minerva says

"Minerva before that let's request a blood test. Mrs. Prince said Potter set up a trust vault for the boy but since the boy hasn't been to the Wizarding World before I believe he shouldn't have a key yet. Also a Creature Inheritance test to see what we are dealing with there." Uncle Snape makes a good point. So I end up stepping to the goblin giving a nod to him in which the goblin returns.

The goblin, Ragnok sends one Griphook to get the necessary potion and parchment. It takes just a few minutes. "Alright Young Warrior." The goblin says to me

"Why do you call him young warrior?" My mother asked the goblin

"One Warrior recognizes another" I see some logic in that as I can tell most of the goblins here have a battle aura around them. "Cut your finger and let three drops of blood drip into this potion. No more no less." The goblin says while handing me a dagger. I cut my finger without any hesitation. This goblin seems more impressed with me. The Goblin pours the potion on the special scroll and it lights up before leaving words.

Name: Alexander Anderson Prince

DOB: July 27th 1980

Father: James Potter

Mother: Amanda Abigail Prince

[Heritage]

Prince (Heir)

Potter

Peverell

Emrys (True Heir)

Gryffindor

Vindice (Heir)

Addams (European Branch) (Heir)

[Creature Inheritance]

{Two Bloodlines have fused into one new bloodline}

Wolgan (Formerly Dragon and Werewolf)

[Vault]

Prince

Potter (Main Vault)

Potter (Trust Vault)

Emrys

Peverell

Gryffindor

Vindice

Addams (European Branch)

… "Well Damn" was all I could say in response to this