Chapter 10 - Inheritance

(A/n: his chapter is unedited but I was busy all week and the next chapter isn't ready yet so anyone who has complaints can fuck off)

I laid down on the bed provided by the goblins and stared up at the ceiling as I had done many times before at Potter Manor. What to do now?

"Harry," said Griphook looking at me from the doorframe. "The effects of the procedure should be gone now so you can see what you look like without the glamor now."

I sat up slowly, stretching my muscles as I stood up. I walked over to the mirror slowly and I saw my reflection staring back at me.

It felt weird seeing my new reflection, yet somehow it also felt natural. I ran my fingers through my raven black hair and thought about how much easier it would be to tame it now that I was rid of the famous potter hair curse.

My eye colour was still green though it was even deeper than before, somehow I felt like it reflected my personality more too.

Ever since the procedure, I didn't feel as much emotion, which is surprising since I didn't feel much in the first place. It must be a Slytherin thing.

"Hadrian..." I said quietly, startling Griphook who was waiting outside the door. "Call me Hadrian. I would rather not keep the nickname my sperm donors made."

"Okay, Hadrian," Griphook said grinning. "First of all your Horocrux has successfully been transferred to a pig and it is being held in a very isolated part of Gringotts," said Griphook smiling evilly.

" We also have further details on one of your two ERROR abilities," Griphook said while checking the runes hidden across the room.

The one we know of doesn't have a name. But it seems as though it connects to your eye color. There are four modes that we know of. One makes it glow a bright yellow, the second makes it glow a dark green, the third a blood red, and the last a white/silver color.

Also, be careful as people often associate people with unknown/ERROR abilities as dark."

"Why so," I said, barely interested.

"Ask the public. Just be careful as People might say your the new dark lord."

"Okay," I said lightly, a thought popping up in my head. "Dark lord huh," I mumbled lost in thought. "That has a nice ring to it."

(A/n: I'm skipping him getting his lordship rings as I have no fucking idea how to write that.)

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I walked the streets of Diagon Alley, holding my endless pouch in my hands. Griphook, the sneaky bastard that he is, said that he would have a "surprise" for me, and insisted that I would have to come back three hours from now.

Though he kicked me out, this gave me time to do some well-needed shopping, so I suppose I shall excuse him just this once. Plus though he doesn't do it out front, I know for a fact that he skews over people's money if they annoy him.

After the inheritance, the way I spoke changed a bit. I was more formal. It disturbed me at times but I was getting used to it. I guess I shouldn't5 have been that surprised since with all the blocks Dumblebitch had on me I must have had a few other traits blocked as a byproduct.

After getting a bit of parchment and something to write with from Griphook, I made a list of what stores I was to go to. I was obviously going to go to knockturn alley too, but I had to go to some shops in Diagon alley as well.

SHOPPING LIST:

1. Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occassions (Robes)

2. Flourish and Blotts (books)

3. Obscurus Books (books)

4. Slug and Jiggers Apothecary (Potions)

5. Potage's Cauldron Shop (Potions)

6. Magical Menagerie (animals)

7. Scribbulus Writing Instruments

8. Wiseacre's Wizarding Equipment

9. The Junk Shop (General)

10. Rosa Lee Teabag

First I went to Madam Malkin's shop and I have to say, her work was amazing. You could see the intricate needle designs sewed into the clothes, and the amount of detail truly was astounding. Before I left Gringotts I changed into a premium robe that I did a bit of "enchanting to." I almost feel bad for that Figg lady that I stole from.

Almost.

I enchanted the robe to be resistant to light magic and absorb dark magic. Though light magic and dark magic are the same, it just works on intent. The robe was pure black and it covered most of my face but you could still see my eyes. There was a nice belt at my waist that would probably hold some of my weapons sometime in the future.

Another cool feature that I added was that when I let out my dark aura it would become tangible. Honestly, I went above and beyond for that cloak and it was 100% worth it. Though it took me a WHILE to make it.

As I walked into that shop I have to say I looked like a proper dark lord/tyrant/king. I still hadn't decided on which one I wanted to be. Probably a tyrant or king.

(A/N: Yes, this is from Eminence in Shadow and no he is not going to be as oblivious as the guy in the manga/light-novel/apparently now anime, well maybe a little bit.)

I opened the door silently but my thick dark aura let my presence be known. I even stopped the bell that alerted the store owner when someone entered. I was having way too much fun. No wonder Voldemort wanted to be a dark lord. This is fucking awesome and I don't even have any followers yet.

My aura seeped out of my eyes and my dark green eyes added to the effect.

Earlier when I had my inheritance I got taller, and when I mean taller I mean gravity doesn't work on me taller. I was now the size of a 19-year-old, and though I could always make myself smaller, it helped with the intimidating factor.

"I'm here to buy some robes," I said in a deep voice, the voice modifier hidden in my cloak helping me out.

"Of-of course, r-right away sir." said the owner of the store, as she hurried to grab some sample clothes from the back.

I got 40 cloaks, all of which I got enchanted with waterproof, fireproof, magical resistance, stain resistance, and self-cleaning charms. It was nice to have someone else do the enchanting for a change.

Then I went to Flourish and Blotts and Obscurus Books. I bought quite a few potions books, as I was determined to become great at potions. It had always been a dream of mine to make a world-renowned potion brand, and I wasn't going to give up now that I was filthy rich to the extreme.

I also bought some charms, runes, transfigurations, herbology, DADA, potions, Wizarding customs and traditions, Dark wizarding customs, Familiars, Animagus, Magical abilities, Healing, Poison, Rituals, Enchantments, Forging, Alchemy, Occulmency and Legitimency books.

Although I already learned some Wizarding customs and traditions and was self-taught in Occulmency and Legitimacy, I knew that there are still some things that I don't know about the subjects.

Then I went to Slug and Jiggers Apothecary and Potage's Cauldron Shop, to buy some potion supplies. I couldn't find everything I wanted to buy there, but I had a feeling I would find the rest in Knockturn alley.

Then I went to Magical Menagerie but didn't find any interesting pets or anything I would like to take in as my familiar.

After that, I went to Scribbulus Writing Instruments and Wiseacre's Wizarding Equipment. I bought several quills and pieces of parchment at Scribbulus Writing Instruments, and there wasn't anything good at the other store.

At The Junk Shop, I found a chocker that caught my eye. The chocker was cursed to oblivion and once one wore it they would "belong" to the person who gave it to them. Honestly, if my magic didn't warn me I can't even imagine what the shop owner would've done to me.

Needless to say, I got out of the store with that in my bag and a little more experience on how to use the Cruciatus Curse.

Finally, I went to Rosa Lee Teabag and had a splendid cup of tea free of charge. The store owner even gave me full bloody custody of her shop as long as I promised I wouldn't harm her. I may have had a little bit of blood on my robe from earlier as I didn't just crucio the other shop owner. Meh, more income for me.

After finishing that cup of tea, I let my magic guide me, and soon enough I was in knockturn alley.

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When I finished shopping for potion supplies a small shop caught my eye. I quietly observed the shop and I felt seven particularly strong

I gracefully walked over to a shop that had a small wooden door and a large black knocker on it. From inside saw an eye look at me and I stared back coldly.

"Leave, you are not to be here," said someone from inside the shop. Instantly my aura turned darker and more sinister as it filled up the air choking the person who was inside.

"M-my apologies. I was ignorant s-sir," my cape bellowed behind me as I walked in my boots clicking at each step. The shop owner cowered as I looked at him. He was a short man with grey hair and a curved back. He reminded me of a crossover of Peter Pettigrew and a house elf. An ugly man he was.

Seven other people were in the store and they looked at me suspiciously and ever so slightly curiously. Though it was covered by their pureblood masks.

The store contained some rustic magical machines a few powerful pieces of jewelry and robes. There were also swords, knives, daggers, darts, poison needles, and other weapons, scattered around the store. With some masks on the walls.

The seven wizards looked at each other and nodded pointing their wands at me.

"Bow down or die.", one of them, supposedly the leader, said.

I sighed and looked at them unamused. "How annoying, some hounds are barking in my ears," usually, I wouldn't have done that, but then again, I'm the future dark tyrant/king. I can't go letting some lackeys insult me like that. Plus, this would be the perfect opportunity to test out my enhanced powers and maybe get a few servants on the way.

(A/n: Harry knows a lot of spells and customs, because other than being in his room and the kitchens all day, he also often went to the Potter library)

The seven wizards sent curses my way but I avoided all of them stepping out of the way for some and blocking the others. I rushed forward as one of them sent a sectumsempra toward me, which I dutifully dodged as I wandlessly sent a Petrificus Totalus and he went crashing to the floor.

As an unknown spell grazed my skin my magic reacted instinctively as my eyes burned a blood red. My magic cuddled my body and ran through my muscles making them stronger and refreshed.

Soon enough all seven of the wizards were on the floor pale and begging for their lives.

"Knell," I said in a bone-chilling voice. They all kneeled in front of me as sweat pilled up on their foreheads. They looked at the ground not daring to look me in the eye.

There were three girls and four boys in the group, all of which were around 18 - 23 years old.

"Why should I spare your life?" I said bringing the leader's face to mine as I stared him in the eye. The man looked at me with fear clearly present in his eyes and said "We'll serve you as your obedient servants and we shall never betray you. We shall do all that you command even if we die because of it."

I looked at them as the others nodded. Physically I acted as if I didn't care but mentally was a whole different story. That was fairly cringy. How the fuck did that guy keep a straight face while saying that?! Then they did some sort of weird-ass ritual where the poor shop owner was the "bonder" whatever that means.

I may be a freakishly strong eight-year-old but I don't know everything!

Apparently, the "dark side" has a better version of the unbreakable vow where instead of dying if you don't do what you vowed to do, you just can't go against the vow.

As I did the ritual with the seven wizards I swear to god I used all of my willpower to stop myself from cringing and laughing.

Me: "Will you serve as my obedient servants until the end of time and forevermore, and never betray me."

Seven Wizards + Store Owner: "I will"

Me: "Will you do as I command even if your life is on the line and not regret the decision even after death."

Seven Wizards + Store Owner: "I will."

Me: "Will you never tell anyone of my secrets unless I command you to?"

Seven Wizards + Store Owner: "I will."

Thin streams of fire emitted from the store owner's wand and wrapped around our hands like a glove.

Apparently, after the ceremony, when it comes to shit like that I had to name them. Honestly, it was creepy as fuck. Though I did have fun naming them. Since there were seven of them I couldn't help myself and named them:

Lucifer: (former alias pride)

Mammon: (former alias greed)

Asmodeus: (former alias lust)

Leviathian: (former alias envy)

Beelzebub: (former alias gluttony)

Satin: ( former alias wrath)

Belphegor: ( former alias sloth)

Honestly, I don't regret it one bit. As I named them, silver streams of magic erupted from the store owner's wand as it crept toward my left arm and seeped into it. It felt like a summoning charm.

"It seems like I don't need this anymore," I said taking off my hood.

"Oh and also," I said shrinking down to my height before I went to Gringotts, "You just got your ass kicked by an eight-year-old."