Harry sat on his bed in his bedroom on Privet Drive nr. 4, he had arrived back from his third year in Hogwarts a few days ago and was absolutely bored. He hadn't been allowed to leave his room much, his relatives seemed to be a bit scared of him, well, maybe it was more Sirius they were scared of than him.

On the bed lay two letters, one from Hermione and one from Ron. Hermione was writing to ask if his relatives were treating him ok so far. Ron, on the other hand, was asking if he'd be coming over for the summer.

Harry smiled and walked over to open his trunk and take out a few pieces of parchment and envelopes, as well and his quill.

Dear Hermione

My relatives have been treating me alright so far, they mostly leave me alone most of the time, at first I thought they seemed scared of me, but it's probably more Sirius than me. I'm already looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts though.

Love Harry

Dear Ron

I'd love to come over for the summer, I'm sure my relatives would let me go, they seem to be avoiding me anyway.

Harry

Harry put the letters into the envelopes and sealed them before giving them to Hedwig.

"Here you go girl, this to Hermione, and this to Ron," Harry said, as he gave her them and opened the window.

Harry put his quill back in his trunk and laid down on his bed to relax, though, he didn't get to lay there for long before he heard tapping on his window.

"What?" Harry said as he sat up and looked over to see an owl sitting with a letter in its mouth.

Harry quickly got up and walked over to the window and opened it.

"Who would be sending me a letter now?" He took the letter and gave the owl a treat from his desk. He sat on his bed and opened the letter.

Harry Potter

Greetings Mister Potter. You are requested to come to a meeting, where we will discuss a matter of the utmost importance, a matter that has already been delayed far too many years. This letter will function as a port key and will activate at the word 'Galleon'.

Lord Ragnok

Director of Gringotts

"A matter of utmost importance? What could that be?" Harry said to himself "And what's a port key, what would say galleon do?"

As on cue, the port key activated right as Harry said galleon and he had no time to even react he fell down onto the marble floor of Gringotts on his behind.

"Aww..." Harry hissed as he landed on the hard floor.

"Greetings Mister Potter," someone said to his right.

Harry looked up to see an elderly goblin who sat behind a desk and signed pages of parchment

"We have been expecting you," he said, not looking up "But it would seem that you are a busy wizard, so busy he doesn't even reply to any of the summonings we send to him."

"S-summonings?" Harry said, "I've never gotten any summonings."

The goblin looked up for the first time "Excuse me?"

"I said, I have never gotten a summoning from Gringotts," Harry said.

"Surely you magical guardian would have handed you the letters," He said, "It would be his duty, after all, as they are sent to him."

"Magical guardian?"

"Did you not know? Your guardian is Albus Dumbledore, surely he would have told you this" The elderly goblin gestured for Harry to come and sit in a chair in front of the desk.

"I've never been handed any letters by Dumbledore" Harry sat at the desk.

The elderly goblin looked thoughtful for a moment "We will have to return to the matter later, for now, we need to make sure you are indeed Harry Potter."

The goblin, who had yet to reveal a name opened a drawer in the desk and took out a piece of parchment and a small dagger.

"Prick your finger and let a drop of blood fell on the parchment."

Harry took the dagger and pricked a small hole in his finger and pressed a small drop down on the parchment, once it hit the goblin took the parchment away before he could see what happened and left to watch as the cut healed by itself.

"It seems everything is in order," The goblin said, "I excuse for not introducing myself, I am Ragnok, leader of the goblins and Director of Gringotts."

Ragnok put the parchment down on the desk and slip it over to Harry "This is a blood test, it tells who you are and information about your family, abilities, and titles."

...........................

Hadrian "Harry" James Glücksberg Bonaparte-Habsburg Romanov Potter Von Augustus

Parents

Mother: Lily Glücksberg Bonaparte-Habsburg Romanov Potter Von Augustus

Father: James Charles Potter

Houses

House of Glücksberg

House of Habsburg

House of Bonaparte

House of Romanov

House of Augustus

House of Potter

Titles

Lord Potter (Magical)

Tzar of Russia(Magical and Muggle)

Emperor of Francs (Magical and Muggle)

King of Denmark (Magical)

King of Greece (Magical)

Emperor of Rome (Magica)

King of Iceland (Magical and Muggle)

King of Norway (Magical and Muggle)

Duke of Holstein (Magical and Muggle)

Grand Duke of Austria (Magical and Muggle)

Holy Roman Emperor (Magical and Muggle)

Abilities

Parseltongue

Animagus: Eagle

Practically photographic memory

Magic of the king

Harry was dumbfounded as he read through the parchment, he was even doubting that this was the same he let a drop of his own blood fall on only a few moments earlier.

"Is this really...." Harry began, but his voice seemed to stop working halfway through the sentence.

"Yes," Ragnok said, "This is your blood test, you have gone by the name of Harry Potter, but your name is, in reality, Hadrian James Glücksberg Bonaparte-Habsburg Romanov Potter Von Augustus."

"And what does that mean, exactly?"

"It means, that in your veins run the blood of the most powerful royals in European history, both muggle and magical."

A/N Ok, just to make it clear right from the start, I'm allowing myself quite a bit of freedom when it comes to this story and I'm saying this to make it clear that I have no intention of, in any way, making anyone mad about how I've pretty much collected the probably most powerful houses of Europe into one family and then made Harry the last living descendant.