Ch 4 Foundation For The Future

It had been one month since Mom first spied me and Nymphadora having sex...Me and Big Sis had increased the amount of times we had sex to six times a day and I'd always leave the door slightly open whenever mom was home so she could get off on watching us.

She would finger herself regularly while watching us since the first time. It had become routine for her and that's exactly how I wanted it.....she just lost a husband who she loved so I would need her to come to me not the other way around.

If she got it in her head that it was her idea then she'd be far more comfortable with it long term.

I made sure to place a talisman on her that would repel other men sexually so that I would be the only option for her even if she might want to take out her list for me with someone else.

Slowly I began to get more close to my mother as well, our hugs felt more intimate and instead of kissing me on the cheek like usual she began to kiss my lips almost exclusively.

Her soft lips on mine became a regular thing and whenever Nymphadora saw it she would pout cutely and complain.

She even began taking baths with me every couple of days and did her best to slyly show me her body while asking if she was still beautiful.

over time I started to massage her to relieve her stress from work but I never let the massages turn sexual no matter how much I wanted to ravage her.

Whenever we were alone she would insinuate that I was the man of the house now and I had to take care of her as I grew older and she began calling me 'Little Husband' whenever Nymphadora was not around.

The idea of me becoming her man slowly wormed it's way into her head just like I planned and with my newfound maturity and incredible talent and proficiency with magic she slowly began to see me as a dependable man.....something she desperately needed since the death of Edward but right now was not the right time.

I had to let her cook for some more time before she completely broke and gave in to her desires.

Today I asked Mom for permission to go out alone and since my changes took place she reluctantly allowed it.

I had plans for the future to carry out today although I was not sure how they could go.

I had already written down the location on paper and i felt the magic in the air fluctuate

"12 Grimmauld Place" The Residence of the black family.....currently all the blacks were disowned, remarried, or in prison so the painting of Walburga was considered the head of Household....I needed to have a long conversation about taking over the banner but since Mother was disowned by her I'm sure it won't be easy.

If I manage to get my hands on the wealth and power of the Black family id be set....and I'd work on getting Narcissa from Lucius Malfoy.....I saw her face in the paper and knew I had to scoop her up one way or another....she was the spitting image of Morticia Addams and her curvy body made my mouth water.

I stepped outside of the house while wearing my finest noble attire A clean white dress shirt with a Scarlet cravat, Jet black vest and suit jacket....I was quite the looker if I said so myself....I had even grown above average for someone my age so I didn't look entirely like a first year at Hogwarts.

I called for the Knight Bus and within a few seconds it appeared in front of me.

It was a hulking triple decker purple bus with a very strange ticket attendant.

I told the driver to take me to '1 Grimmauld Place' I wouldn't say the location of a fidelius protected home for any damn reason and walking a few blocks would be easy work.

I paid my Three sickles and the bus took off at incredible speeds...if I didn't expect this already I might have thrown up my breakfast.

After just a few minutes the bus stopped at 1 Grimmauld Place' and I disembarked.

after the bus left and I looked around to make sure no one was watching I walked up the street until I reached the right place.

11 and 13 Grimmauld Place' separated as the new building appeared just like In the movies as I stopped in front.

I walked up to the run down house and knocked on the door.

I heard the clattering of feet the some rustling as the door was unlocked.

Kreacher the old house elf opened the door and looked at me suspiciously.

He was Short and wrinkly with a bulbous, snout-like nose, bloodshot eyes, folds of skin growing all over his boy, and white hair growing out of his bat-like ears.

The he asked "Whad' Ya' Want Boy!!!" In his angry raspy voice with bloodshot eyes.

"Inform Madame Walburga that someone wishes to meet her." I told the grubby house elf.

He slammed the door and I heard his little feet scurrying up the steps.

I waited patiently for a few minutes before Kreacher ran back and opened the door.

"Mistress Black be callin' you boy.....follow Kreacher and keeps your handsies to yourself or Kreacher be cuttin' em off." he spoke gruffly before leading me inside.

I looked around suspiciously for the one portrait with no one on it.

Phineas Nigellus Black also had a portrait in the Headmasters Office at Hogwarts. I didn't want Dumbledore to know anything about my visit so I used my Vampiric powers to destroy the charm magic on the portrait with silent magic which did not belong to this world so the house wards couldn't detect it.

Phineas wouldn't be able to appear in the portrait anymore so Dumbledore would never be informed that someone was here...I didn't know if Phineas would ever relay information willingly but I knew how powerful Dumbledore was and if anyone could compel a portrait to speak I'm sure it was him.

As we walked through the house I looked around and noticed how dusty and decrepit the entire house was..... the Black family sure has fallen low.

We headed up the worn wooden stairs that creaked with every step until we reached a wide hallway with the life sized realistic portrait of Walburga.

She was old in the painting, a bit fat and full of wrinkles and moles, her gray hair seemed to have lost its sheen and she wore a black mourning cap in the portrait.

She looked down on me suspiciously while eyeing me closely before she covered her eyes with her hands.

I realized that She had began weeping after looking in my eyes for a few moments.

Her crying lasted for a few minutes as she would periodically look back at me and cry some more until she seemed to calm down and catch her breath.

"Who are you boy....how'd you find this house...the fidelius charm is still in place as far as I know." She asked after she regained composure..... to my surprise she wasn't angry yet.

"Madamé Black before we introduce ourselves might I ask why you cried upon seeing me?" I asked with my innocent child like voice.

"Boy you remind me of my favorite Son Regulus....he died too young...and your voice is also the same as his as well...but you are too young to be his son so who are you?"

She asked me after composing herself a bit

"I Only ask one thing Madamé Black and that is to hear me out until our conversation is over.....I'd like for you to hear everything I have to say before I am kicked out." I knew she was crazy and hated muggles and Mudbloods but there was a chance to get through to her.

"Very well....for the simple fact that you look so much like my son I swear to hear you out.

"Let me start by telling you an important fact.....Lord Voldemort who the Noble houses of England followed as if he was a King was actually the son of a squib and a muggle...his real name was Thomas Marvolo Riddle and Voldemort was just an anagram of his name."

"Liar!!!"

She yelled at me angrily and began berating me before I waited for a few minutes after she was done.

I raised my hand and spoke "All I have spoken as of now has been true and honest........So Mote It Be." then I cast Lumos to prove that my magic had not been lost.

She grew even angrier and started screaming again but this time she was cussing out Voldemort instead of Me.

After her fuse had burnt out she calmed down and looked at me again.

"My name is Helios Octavius Tonks your grandnephew...Son of Andromeda..and I have come to see if you'd be interested in continuing the Black Family though me.....worry not about my muggle father since I have killed him a few weeks ago" I told her and she practically growled at the mention of Edward but I saw a small grin when I mentioned that I killed him.

"Calm down Madamé Black...All members of the Black family are In Azkaban, Dead, Or Disowned....and I promise you that a more talented wizard than me hasn't been born since Merlin...." I told her as I tried not to anger this old hag again.

"Who says a Half blood boy who hasn't entered Hogwarts is worth a damn!!!" she spat

"When I cast Lumos did you notice me use a wand?.....I haven't even entered my first year at Hogwarts Madame Black....watch what I can do and judge for yourself."

I told her before I began casting dozens of spells wandlessly and even a few silently as she looked on with ever widening eyes.

A rare smile broke across her wrinkled face by the end of my presentation.....

"You have great potential boy but why should I approve you as heir when I can choose the Malfoy brat instead." Walburga retorted

"Because Voldemort is not dead....that bastard made you lose your son's and all your family.....what better way to get revenge than to put a halfblood as the Head of his most important ally.....and the Malfoy boy is worthless i am worth a hundred of him and you know it..."

To my surprise she didn't react but just leaned in and said

"Keep Talking Boy"

"...With My potential I can become the next Chief Warlock and even get rid of that fleabag Dumbledore....Most importantly however....I can assure that the Black name lives on which is impossible with the Malfoys because Lucius is now infertile and he won't allow his son to disinherit his name and trade it for yours." I finished my argument and hoped it was good enough.

She seemed to stare into my soul as she decided on what to do.....several times her face contorted into an angry scowl before returning to normal once more.

Finally she sighed heavily before acquiescing.

"Go to Gringotts If the heir ring accepts you I will approve it boy... now leave this house and don't show your face here without the ring!!!!." She yelled out as Kreacher led me out the front door.

as I was leaving Kreacher spoke to me "Kreacher thinks Madam Black Likes This Halfblood"

Before slamming the heavy door in my face.

Well that went better than expected I walked a few blocks away before calling the knight bus again.. . . . .

"Leaky Cauldron" Me

"Five Sickles Three Knuts" Bus Diver

"Here's the money" Me

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I walked off the Knight bus and headed inside of the leaky Cauldron. I attracted many eyes because of being extremely well dressed and quite handsome for my age.

I walked straight to the back door along with a few other wizards as we entered Diagon Alley together.

As soon as the red bricks parted it felt like I was in another world.

Hundreds of Wizards and Witches walked and chatted in the street as they walked from store to store..... After observing them for a second I walked directly to the large white marble building at the end of the alley.

In big bold letters 'GRINGOTTS WIZARDING BANK' with it's motto 'FORTIUS QUO FIDELIUS'

on a golden plaque just underneath it.

I walked through the Big double doors and walked through the dark corridor

On the walls of the corridor we're the famous words embossed for every Wizard who entered to read it as they walked in.

[Enter, stranger, but take heed]

[Of what awaits the sin of greed]

[For those who take, but do not earn,]

[Must pay most dearly in their turn.]

[So if you seek beneath our floors]

[A treasure that was never yours,]

[Thief, you have been warned, beware]

[Of finding more than treasure there.]

At the end of the dark corridor was a set of open wooden doors which were flanked by halberd wielding armored goblins.

Once I entered the lobby I was quite impressed, it was a vast marble hall with long high counters stretching along its length with around a hundred goblins sitting at them.

They were short ugly creatures with big round heads, pointed ears, sharp misshapen teeth and beady black eyes....faces only a mother could love.

I walked up to one of the many empty counters, the goblin that sat on it was just as ugly as the rest except this one had one milky eye.

After a few minutes of the goblin sorting through paperwork in his desk he looked at me and gestured for me to approach.

"State your business human child" He spoke in a gruff annoyed tone.

I just passed him a note that read 'Im here for an inheritance test' He read it and nodded before turning off the lamp at his table and stepping off the platform.

"I am Gormchuk The Blindeye...Follow me small human" He said as he led me through a wooden door and through various hallways until we reached a clean room with two chairs and a table in the center.

He gestured for me to sit as he left the room for a moment.

He returned five minutes later with a three foot long fancy sheet of parchment and a quill.

He set them on the table before extending his hand and asking for payment.

I placed the ten galleons in his hand and his grin grew wide.

he pocketed them before sitting at the table and explaining the process.

"I will piece your finger and draw your blood into the Quill, then the Quill will float itself and begin writing your ancestry for us when the blood runs out we can see what houses you qualify for..... but be forewarned that in my seventy years of working here I have seen two people have the inheritor rings accept them if they aren't part of the main family so consider your ten galleons wasted boy." The goblin explained as he roughly took my hand and stabbed it with the sharp quill.

Blood and magic were absorbed by the feather as it floated out of the goblins hand and onto the sheet of parchment.

The writing feather began scribbling furiously on the paper as me and Gormchuk waited for the process to finish.

after one excruciatingly long minute the Quill began to slow considerably before falling over on its side.

The goblin snatched the paper and looked at it with greed in his eyes.

he dropped the paper and ran out of the room while yelling "Stay here little human Gormchuk will be back soon!!!" while running as fast as his little legs would take him.

I picked up the parchment and began to read.

it spoke of my ancestry in which I found nothing unexpected but at the end of the long set of family trees there was a bit of writing. 'Qualifies to attempt Claim on House of Black'. It brought a smile to my face and when I put the paper down Gormchuk waddled back in with a small tray with a velvet pillow and a ring on top.

It was an exquisite dark gold ring with the crest of House Black on both sides and a beautiful black garnet in the center.

"Go on boy" The goblin spat as he chomped his teeth in anxiousness.

I grabbed the ring and slipped it onto my hand and felt my consciousness wobble as the ancient magic present in the ring invaded my mind as I closed my eyes.

When I opened them a few minutes later I saw Gormchuk with a wicked grin on his face as he rubbed his hands together greedily.

before he got the jump on me I told him that I wouldn't mind making him my account manager as long as we had a Binding Magical Contract in place.

He quickly agreed as he sat down with me and we began to talk about terms.

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six hours later we both walked out while holding each other by the shoulder.....I was only slightly taller than him in this body so it wasn't too strange.

Turns out goblins are actually pretty cool guys once you get to know them I guess.

The contract ensured fairness between us in all dealings, never revealing secrets and many other things which we painstakingly hammered out.

once we finished signing a few hours to ago I started talking with Gormchuk more comfortably and we became fast friends as we were both interested in similar things.

Because of the contract we couldn't reveal each other's secrets so we were free to talk about whatever.

Before long I was giving him tips on how to fuck his wife better and different moves to try on her and Gormchuk taught me more fun ways to torture enemies with new and creative tools which I would be sure to try later.

We entered the lobby of the bank laughing loudly as I joked to him about bringing a jackass and a honeycomb into a brothel.

Everyone in the bank turned to us with suspicious looks since seeing a very young wizard and a half blind goblin laughing like best buddies was entirely out of the norm.

We both quieted down and said our goodbyes.

I had a stack of paperwork which Gormchuk helped me fill out during the hours that we were in the room. All that needed to happen now was for mother to sign them and with the approval of Walburga's portrait as acting head of House Black I would be the new Heir to the Black name and vast fortune.

I made sure Gormchuk also filled out paperwork to remove Sirius as Heir of House Black and since he was in Azkaban there was nothing he could do before the papers sailed though the bureaucracy and his name was stricken from House Black records.

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After visiting Walburga again and having a verbal agreement appear on the paperwork

I called the Knight bus and headed home to my beautiful Big Sister and Gorgeous Mother...I just hoped she wouldn't be too mad about me wanting to dump the Tonks Name.