Book 1- Fill the Void

If Tom hadn't had hold of my hand I would have gone flying on my face once the floo spat us out. After steadying me he directed me down the black and white marbled, white walled entry way and towards one of the mahogany desks. It was one of many. Each desk had a Goblin sat Behring it all ether weighing gold, jewellery, stones of all kinds and colours or writing in lodgers. More Goblins were walking around, ether carrying things from one desk to the next or guiding witches or wizards to rooms or to the carts to enter their vaults. The bank was quit empty, which was probably a good thing considering who I am and who I was with, not that anyone would have recognised us, but it was still good.

We waited patiently for the Goblin to notice us. Well I did at least, Tom couldn't stop tapping his foot, a sign of his irritation of being made to wait. I drown out the tapping of his foot and studied the Goblin teller in front of me. He had the trade mark pointed ears, greeny-grey skin and sharp teeth that all Goblins adorned. His features were sharp and he wore a Victorian ere suit. Black waist coat and a white shirt with frills on the sleeves. Despite being long out of faction it actually suited him. All the other Goblins are wearing the same style of outfit only in baiting colours. Each desk had a candle on it. I look back at the Goblin in front of me and notice that I recognise him.

"How can I be of service?" The goblin said harshly and mockingly.

"Hello, Griphook, I'm not exactly sure. I was talking to... My friend here, it turns out we are Mates. But although the bond is strong on his end, it seems distorted to me. When I told him that he grabbed me and dragged me here."

Griphook looked shocked, well as shocked as one can look with sharp teeth and naturally narrowed eyes. "Well let's find someone to run a test for you then..."

"Actually, if it's all the same to you and your not too busy, I would like you to run the test. You have worked with me in the past and I trust you not to let any of this get out as it is all sensitive information and I would rather it not her into the hands of anyone that would use this to harm ether me or my Mate and his family."

"Very well. Please follow me then, u will lead you somewhere private for this conversation to be had." Griphook says jumping down from is desk and hobbling down the steps and accross the hall. Tom is looking at me strangely. I choose to ignore it. 

Not many witches or wizards have any respect for the Goblin race. Well the don't really have any respect for anything that isn't a which or wizard, not even creachers, which the call 'half-breeds'. I find that name to be repulsive and I believe that everyone should be treated with respect unless the do something to loose it. The Goblins are mean to us witches and wizards, but it is understandable. We've always treated them as something lesser to us, so I don't blame them for being bitter towards our race. I intend to treat them as I would like to be treated. If Tom doesn't like that the me can piss off!

My mind comes back into focus to find that we are standing in front of a dark wood door in a hallway that is decorated much the same way as the  entrance hall. Griphook opens the door and walks inside, holding the door open for us and tells us to take a seat. After a thank you from me (Tom surprises me by saying it too) we all take a seat. Me and Tom on one side and Griphook on the other. It takes a minuet for him to be able to get into the chair (it is about twice his size) but once he does he places his elbows on the desk and entwined his fingers do that is chin can rest comfortably on his fists.

"So, where would you like to begin?"

"How about an inheritance test, that way we can see what he is and any blocks he may have on him." Tom says in a no nonsense tone.

"Please" I add on once it seems like he won't. I shoot him a slight glare and say to him "treat Griphook and the other Goblins with the respect the deserve. They tend our money, do test and rituals go us. They have done nothing to deserve this type of belittlement, so I would appreciate it if you didn't treat them that way."