Previously ~

"Sorry for my muteness. It seems that you have a very rare creature inheritance, so rare that the line has been thought to be extinct for a few decades actually." Harry sat up straighter hearing this, curiosity buzzing in his brain. Tossing a quick look at the crystal's strange colours, Harry turned in his seat until he was directly facing Marba, eyes boring into the Goblin with curiousity.

"It seems you are a-"
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"-Banshee Mr Potter." Harry froze for a moment, his brain stalling as he tried to think about what he just heard. He swore he couldn't have heard Marba right, a banshee?! Him?! How could he be a Banshee?! For one his voice had never been particularly dangerous. Also, Harry was pretty sure that banshee's were predominately 'female' and the last time he checked he didn't have those body parts.

"Wait! What?!" Seeing that Harry was staring at him as if he was crazy, Marba decided that it was probably best to explain himself.

"Your creature inheritance Mr Potter is that of a Banshee, A creature thought to have no current inheritance lines in the wizarding world, the last one I believe dissapeared sometime during the Dark Lord Grindelwald's reign of terror. A Banshee is not completely like what is described in the books Mr Potter. They are a race that has little known about them apart from hearsay. Well little known by wizards." Harry could have sworn that Marba sounded a little gloating there but looking at the goblins face he couldn't see any sign of smugness present at all.

"Creatures are a secretive lot at the best of times and Banshees more so then usual. Banshees are predominately female, but there has been a few males born to them. It is similar with creature inheritances, except that the males in a banshee line are normally born without the creature inheritance." Marba paused in his explanation for a moment, reaching into a drawer to pull out a small pamphlet. Looking at the small piece of parchment, Harry noticed that it had some small words written at the top.

'Banshees and their descendants' was barely readable on the parchment. The title faded from the years gone past. Blowing the dust off it, Marba handed over the small parchment before hoping off his chair to look for something in his bookshelf. Just as Harry was about to open the pamphlet, a small noise of triumph left the goblin's mouth as he pulled out an extremely heavy looking tome and dropped it with a loud bang on top of his desk. Watching Marba, Harry tilted his head to the side as the goblin did a series of knocks on the leather cover.

Eyes popping wide open in shock, Harry stared as he heard what sounded like multiple voices speak out from the book at once.

"Licet Aperire." Glowing, the tome flipped open to the first page. Watching in amusement, Marba smirked as he saw Harry's jaw drop at what was on the front page. Staring up at them was two small men. Pointed ears and small wings as well as there diminutive size were the only thing that proclaimed them as the fairies they obviously where. Fairies where elusive creatures, as elusive as Banshees almost. To say that a fairy was mischievous would be true as the small things loved to play pranks, but their love of knowledge was just as strong. This love was how quite a few wizards managed to get out of a sticky situation after encountering a mischievous fairy .

Staring at the two small fairies, Harry noticed that they seemed to be patiently waiting for something. Their small eyes stared up at Marba patiently as they stood upon the tome's thick parchment, small silver wings fluttering behind them. Pursing his lips tightly Marba pulled out a small book titled 'Alice in Wonderland' and placed it on the desk in front of the two small fairies. Squealing excitedly, the fairies patiently waited for orders, staring at the book while doing so.

"Open to page 264 and I'll let you have the book." No sooner had Marba spoken then the Fairies seemed to dive through the book before popping out the side and flipping the pages until they reached page 264. Staring up at Marba, the two small fairies waited, wings shaking in excitement.

Lifting the muggle book up, Marba flipped it open to the first page and placed it down for them. Small excited chattering echoed through the room as the two fairies dived into the book disappearing into the pages.

"What just happened?..." Harry said, as he felt his head spinning slightly from confusion.

"Book fairies Mr Potter, a group of fairies that inhabit bools and refuse to let you read them unless you give them something they want in return, if you don't... you'll end up very surprised over how dangerous the little creatures can be. Very useful if you don't want someone reading something, but annoying in that they can technically inhabit more then one book at a time. Now let us have a look at your inheritance shall we?" Tapping the page in front of him Marba snarled a strange word at the book, the words pronunciation impossible for Harry to understand. The page glowed and harry watched as small smoke like tendrils drifted up from the page before turning into an illusion of a beautiful young woman with bright green eyes that almost seemed to glow like embers above her alabaster cheeks. Long wavy light brown hair cascaded across her shoulders, braids dangling through the silky strands. Harry noticed that for some reason she had a braid on the right side of her head with three strange beads on it. One near the bottom in particular caught his attention. It was a beautiful pale baby blue that shifted in hue every so often. Harry for some reason found it quite heart warming though he didn't understand why.

Standing on the page, the women flipped her hair behind her shoulders before smiling brightly and standing to attention one of her hands propped on her hip. A dark grey dress swayed around her legs as the woman looked at something in that Harry couldn't see. Marba coughed a little clearing his throat, dragging Harry's attention away in doing so. Grinning at Harry, Marba held up one of his gnarled wrinkled fingers to point at the illusions.

"The Bean Sídhe or as they are known by as the general masses, Banshees are a predominately female race with very few males.
This Banshee you see right now Mr Potter was the last known Queen of the Bean Sídhes. Unfortunately we have no knowledge of if she is still the Queen or not as during the war against the first dark lord their species cut themselves off from the rest of the world so not very much is known to us goblins and even less to the wizarding world in general." Pausing, Marba swiped his finger through the image causing it too disperse and rearrange into an image of a forlorn forest similar in appearance to the dark forest on the grounds of Hogwarts.

"This forest here is the Bean Sidhe's domain. The depths of this forest as well as the number of creatures living in it are unknown as no one has ever been foolish enough to intrude, for fear of their lives. The Bean Sídhe are a proud and fierce race and don't take kindly too being insulted. Though fierce, a certain fondness for children remains in the Bean Sídhe's bones. Many unsolved cases of kidnapping have happened because a Bean Sídhe has kidnapped a child from an abusive household and raised them as there own." Swirling the image again it changed to reveal a woman surrounded by three children, none of which looked at all like her, but all of them were smiling brightly at the women, love in their eyes. Seeing the happiness in the children's eyes, Harry smiled slightly, happy to see children who had been abused in a loving family. He knew what could happen in an abusive household and would never wish it on anyone. Realizing where his thoughts were trailing to Harry shook his head stopping himself from thinking about his own situation back at the dursleys. Rubbing a circle into his wrist with his thumb, Harry took comfort from the action and looked up to see the Marba had been waiting on him so he could continue. Giving him a nod Marba smiled kindly at Harry before carrying on with his explanation.

"The abilities of the Bean Sídhe are unknown to all except the Bean Sídhe and their descendants, the others who knew of their abilities died very soon after finding out. All that is known about their abilities is that to hear them singing could be either a curse or a blessing." Listening up to this point harry frowned. Not knowing about his own abilities could be dangerous to him not to mention those around him, though thinking about a certain red-head and a bushy-haired know it all he found he couldn't really care less if he suddenly grew a five foot long scorpion tail and accidentally stabbed them to death from annoyance.

Continuing on with listening Harry was surprised to realize it had been over two hours when Marba had finally finished talking. Releasing a sigh, Harry slumped back in his chair, watching as Marba returned the book to the shelf it had originally been on. Turning back to Harry, Marba smiled politely as he sat down in his desk. Watching Harry for a few moments, Marba suddenly stopped and pulled out multiple sheets of parchment as well as an inkwell and a quill. Frowning marba wrote a few things down before turning his attention back to Harry.

"Now that you know all you needed to about your creature inheritance Harry, I think it's time to discuss a few certain issues." Harry stared at Marba, suddenly looking a lot more older then he actually was. Releasing a shuddery breath Harry stared at Marba as he waited for him to continue.

"We obviously need to remove the spells that have been placed on you person and we will after we have decided what we will do after that. You will definitely not be going anywhere near dumbledore or the weasley family but there isn't exactly anywhere you can hide being who you are." Pulling into himself a little Harry looked up at Marba, his teeth worrying at his bottom lip, Harry let his hair hide his eyes as he nodded his head in understanding, unable to speak as his chest felt wound tight to the point he could only just breath, his heart hammering against his ribs.

"We have two choices really in this matter. One, you remove yourself from the war and hide for an indefinite amount of time until you are eventually found by the side that wins. The other option is one that has been provided to me by a close friend, I don't have exact details but he explained to me that this choice would be the best for everyone involved and you'd get away from the weasleys and others without them ever finding you. I happen to believe him as he was the one who alerted me to these actions that were being taken against you." Harry lifted his head, blankly staring at Marba for a few seconds before a sigh escaped from in between his lips.

"How much do you trust this friend of yours?" Marba stared at Harry in surprise for a moment before pondering for a few seconds.

"I trust him with everything I have Mr Potter." Hearing Marba, Harry felt a sudden uncharacteristic rage rise up in him at hearing the name potter. A name that was as much a lie as everything else in his life at this point. Almost spitting with anger Harry smashed his fist against the desk in front of him making Marba jump in his seat.

"My name isn't potter Marba! And it definitely isn't Harry! It never really was and I refuse to use that name anymore!" Marba had jumped back in surprise at the outburst of anger but otherwise trued not to let it phase him overall.

"You are right of course. What shall I call you then." Harry didn't even have to ponder before answering Marba.

"My birth name is Hadrien Peverell, shouldn't I use it?" Hadrien smiled shakily at the small goblin as he saw that Marba's lips had quirked up at the edges slightly at hearing Hadriens words.

"Very well Mr Peverell, now what do you think of your choices?"
Thinking for a few moments Hadrien decided to take a chance seeing as it couldn't be any worse then things were at the moment.

"I'll trust this friend of yours, it definitely couldn't end up any worse then being used like a puppet." Marba nodded his head sorrowfully as he pulled out a clean piece of parchment and scribbled a quick letter on it, folding it up before Hadrien could read it. Springing up from his seat Marba gestured for Hadrien to follow him as he walked out of the room.

Uncurling his arms from around his legs, Hadrien hopped off the chair and followed after Marba, a feeling of exhaustion settling onto him as he followed. He had learned so much in the last few hours and barely any of it was good information, stepping into the room that he had been in just a few hours before Hadrien was surprised to see that Marba had just closed the little door of the grandfather clock the letter he had been holding no longer in his hands.

Brushing some dust off his hands, Marba turned to Hadrien and motioned for him to follow as he walked straight through a wall.

Figuring that it wasn't one of the strangest things Hadrien had seen since he'd found out about the wizarding world, Hadrien followed after Marba disappearing through the solid stone wall...

Ok so this chapter took a little longer then usual because relatives were visiting but it's done now so yay! If you guys happen to spot any mistakes point them out to me in comments so I can fix them. I'm probably going to have the next chapter finished in a week or two so look forward to it! Hope you guys enjoyed and I'm gonna collapse on my bed!

*edit: Ok so it's been a longer then a few weeks, cause my phone broke and I've only just gotten it repaired 😅, I'll have the next chapter out as soon as I can though.*
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