Like phoenixes they had certain demands to their human partner. They never accepted those that had done evil deeds. Their powers were also mostly unknown. Some scripts spoke of them having the powers of the moon, others said they had healing powers like phoenixes, but in a different way. Nobody knew anything definite. The last recorded bonded moon owl dated back in 1705. There had been sightings of others, probably younger ones after that, but they obviously had turned into snowy owls after not finding a worthy witch or wizard. There were assumptions that the number of owls born as moon owls was about one in ten thousand owls. And only snowy owls could sire a moon owl. Perhaps because the heritage was in their genes. No one had ever been able to breed moon owls, they never hatched in captivity. It would be a great chance to study the habits of a bonded moon owl when Harry came to Hogwarts. He was glad that the boy had decided to accept his place here. He also knew that he would have to stay honest with Harry. Otherwise he would never win his trust.
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On his birthday Harry woke up to bright sunshine and a small cake on his table in his room. There was a card wishing him a happy birthday from the crew of the Leaky Cauldron. Harry smiled. That was his first birthday cake. In the years prior the Dursleys had always ignored his birthday and as it was during the holidays, he hadn't been able to celebrate with his team-mates from the football team. He had got some cards from them, but never a cake. This one was made of yellow dough on the bottom, a layer of whipped cream with strawberries on top of it and on top it was sprinkled with chocolate chips. Harry took the fork he had got with the small round cake and tried a bit. It was delicious. The dough was vanilla flavoured he noticed and the cream sweet which went well with the still slightly sour strawberries. Harry enjoyed the cake and then went to take a shower.
Once he was done, he combed his wet hair, this was the only way his hair looked at least somewhat controlled. He knew in the afternoon his untameable hair would have won the fight against any attempt to get it in order, but if it at least held until his appointment was over, he would be satisfied. He donned a pair of black dress pants, the green silk shirt, black dress shoes and took a black robe to finish his outfit. He left his room and went down to eat breakfast. When he reached the pub, Tom smiled.
"Happy birthday, Harry." He said.
Harry felt very good to hear these words on his birthday and not only read them.
"Thanks, Tom. Can I have blueberry pancakes, chocolate milk and whip cream?" Harry asked.
"Sure, you're the birthday boy after all. When do you have your appointment today?" Tom asked.
"At ten. I don't know how long it'll take." Harry said when he sat down.
"Ah, take your time to get the details worked out. Always pays off in the long run." Tom replied.
"I will, thanks for the advice." Harry said.
"You're welcome, Harry." Tom said.
A little later the pancakes sat before Harry, freshly baked with a pot of cold chocolate milk and a bowl of whip cream. Harry started eating his breakfast, only a little bit filled from his birthday cake. He finished his meal and then walked towards the back door to get to Diagon Alley. Today Hagrid didn't have time to come in the morning, he had promised he would come by in the afternoon, but he knew the way to Gringotts and Tom knew where he was. He would start looking for him if he didn't return after a certain period of time. He tapped the stone that was the trigger three times with his wand and the archway opened for him. He looked around a bit and noticed that more people with children were now filling the alley. Obviously it was the time of year where the majority of families got the Hogwarts supplies.
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Harry reached Gringotts and walked up to the teller with the shortest line. He briefly looked at the nameplate on the counter.
"Good morning, teller Gornuk. I'm here for my ten o'clock appointment with my account manager Corpnik." Harry said politely.
"Ah yes, Mr Potter. Please follow me." Gornuk said and led Harry through some corridors until they reached the door to an office. The door was made of polished oak wood and a golden plate was attached to it. "Wait a moment, Mr Potter." Gornuk said, knocked and entered the office. He came out shortly after. "Corpnik will now meet you."
"Thank you, Gornuk." Harry said and strode into the office in confident strides.
"Greetings, Mr Potter, may your business be profitable and your enemies cover at your feet." Corpnik greeted him.
"Greetings to you too, Corpnik, may your business always bring profit and your enemies not even know how they were defeated." Harry returned nodding his head towards the goblin.
"I see you have informed yourself about some of our customs. What did you want to discuss with me today?" Corpnik asked.
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