Title: Finding a Family
Author: Crimson Rosary
Summary: All is good after Voldemort's demise, but then comes Harry's magical and creature inheritance. Now he has to do what in order to accomplish what?! Manipulative!Dumbledore, Molly,Ron,Ginny Bashing!
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Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Harry Potter; all those belong to J.K. Rowling.
~ Big News ~
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HARRY POTTER DEFEATS YOU-KNOW-WHO!
By: Rita Skeeter
On June 18, 1996, the Ministry of Magic was filled with Death Eaters, followers of the evil and dark wizard known as Lord Voldemort. After an entire year of criticizing Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter, Minister Fudge, see picture on the left, finally sees proof – proof that You-Know-Who has finally returned! He finally acknowledges the revival of You-Know-Who during the last task of the Triwizard Tournament. As you may all remember, it was young Harry, age fourteen, whom had alerted us of his existence, yet Minister Fudge and Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge, see picture on the right, swiftly cheapened his words because of the Minister's own irrational fear of losing his position.
My fellow readers, why, do you ask, was Harry Potter, see picture on the right, fighting a battle with You-Know-Who in the Ministry of Magic's atrium? The Boy-Who-Lived answers, "We were trying to prevent Voldemort from taking the prophecy. And in turn, my godfather was almost killed trying to protect my friends and I."
When asked why a bunch of children would do the work of an adult with more experience than had, Harry Potter had this to say, "The Ministry had already taken over Hogwarts. The curriculum to protect our students from any outside danger was quickly denied. Dumbledore and the professors had their hands tied behind their backs; they were subtly threatened with imprisonment should they go against the Ministry, or more specifically the Minister. And because of this, we had to take action. If we allowed Voldemort to make his move, what else will the Ministry allow him to do?"
What else indeed, my readers? We were all lucky to be saved by the Boy-Who-Lived after he selfishly made his way to the Ministry to fight against You-Know-Who. Backed by his comrades, they defended themselves against Death Eaters until Dumbledore had arrived with Aurors! Once it came to a one-on-one duel, Harry Potter used his magic and, in an epic clash between the two wizards, fell You-Know-Who, turning his remains to ash. It is all thanks to the Savior of the Wizarding World for protecting our magical community, not once, but twice in his lifetime! June 18, 1996 will live on as the day Harry Potter relinquishes You-Know-Who's reign of terror on the witches, wizards and magical creatures of the Wizarding World.
To see the damage inflicted during the battle within the Ministry's Atrium, see Page 5.
To see Harry Potter's friends' opinion, see page 6.
To see Harry Potter's biography, see page 7.
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CORNELIUS FUDGE REMOVED FROM OFFICE!
By: Rita Skeeter
On July 6, 1996, a week after the battle between Harry Potter, see picture on the right, and You-Know-Who, repairs for the Ministry of Magic's Atrium had begun. On this same day, Minister Cornelius Fudge, see picture on the left, was called before the Wizengamot. Cuffed to the magic-inhibited restraints from the seat, Fudge was seen to be pale white, sweating profusely and seemingly nauseous – fearful for the means of the trial.
As a stand-in for Minister of Magic during this trial, Amelia Bones, Head of Magical Law Enforcement, started the trial. After the administration of Veritaserum, Cornelius Fudge confesses to his crime. He admits to seeing the death of one, Cedric Diggory, Hogwarts Champion in the Triwizard Tournament. When asked how the boy came to be, Cornelius states, "Harry Potter screamed that Voldemort was back. That he had had to take Cedric's body to his father, Amos Diggory, and could not leave him behind."
When asked what Cornelius did to stop You-Know-Who's return, he said this, "I did not acknowledge his existence, for if I did, many people would come to harm and I would be blamed for his return." After a follow-up question inquiring how people would come to harm if he had accepted You-Know-Who's existence, Cornelius replied, "The Wizarding World would fall into chaos. It was better to have the people of the community be oblivious to this. It was a wonderful decade of peace. I will not be remembered as the Minister who did nothing for his people!" When told that he, in fact, was the Minister that had done nothing for his people, Cornelius had nothing to say.
A thorough investigation proved that Cornelius Fudge was bribed by many to get what they wanted. And as such, have slowly caused the deterioration of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizarding World. It is proven, through Veritaserum and Cornelius Fudge himself, that he has ordered Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge to have two Dementors sent to attack Harry Potter the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts. Further investigations will be done on Fudge's past trials and doings and his punishments will increase depending on the charges.
But for now, the outcome of Cornelius's trial, as voted by the Wizengamot, is to have him sent to Azkaban for three years, and afterwards given two years of house arrest, closely watched by a four Aurors. Accompanying this last sentence will be having Cornelius Fudge doing three years of community service.
Cornelius Fudge was seen dragged out of the courtroom with urine stained pants.
To read about the entire trial, see page 4.
To read about Cornelius's underhanded dealings, see page 5.
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DOLORES UMBRIDGE REMOVED FROM OFFICE!
By: Rita Skeeter
After the admittance of having ordered Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge to send two Dementors to attack Harry Potter at the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts, and many more unchecked actions, Cornelius Fudge is faced with a sentence of one year in Azkaban, followed with two years of house arrest closely watched by four Aurors and three years of community service. There is still an ongoing investigation on Fudge's actions. Whether his punishment will be extended is yet to be seen.
Based on this disclosed information, as of July 13, 1996, Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge has been called before the Wizengamot. With this trial came the exposure of blackmailing fellow Ministry employees, embezzling funds without ex-Minister Cornelius's Fudge's knowledge – funds that could have been used to further improve our Ministry of Magic, its various departments and the pay of numerous employees, as well as the illegal use of Blood Quills on Hogwarts students, year 1 through year 7.
A loud uproar filled the courtroom; outraged, the Wizengamot called for the reason for her actions. In her defense, Dolores Umbridge had this to say, "It was for the good of the Ministry. If anyone dares to stand against my rule, they are standing against Minister Cornelius Fudge."
Countless witnesses and victims have been called to speak against Umbridge – victims of her Blood Quill. The number of parents that have been escorted with their child to speak in the case had nearly overflowed the courtroom itself. Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived was also one of those victims. "It had started at the beginning of the year, and continued on throughout the end of the second semester."
When asked if Umbridge had tried anything else on him, Harry admitted, "[she] nearly used the Cruciatus Curse on me, because I refused to tell her what she wanted to here. She told me – knowing there were students in her office – that what the Minister won't know, won't hurt him." At this confession, my readers, the tension in the courtroom was so thick you couldn't even cut it with a knife.
But my readers, you must know this. As Headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore was entrusted to protect our children from any harm, yet here in this trial, it is proven that he had done nothing, absolutely nothing, to help out children; even going further to allow the harm of the Savior of the Wizarding World. Were it not for the children's quick thinking, Dolores Umbridge would have continued to mar every single one of the students at Hogwarts. And where was Albus Dumbledore, the leader of the Light, the most powerful wizard in the Wizarding World? Who knows, my readers? He was never there to protect the students.
As it stands, Dolores Umbridge has been stripped of her title as Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic. She will be sentenced to fifteen years in Azkaban for the use of an illegal dark item, fifteen years in Azkaban for attempting to use the Cruciatus Curse on an underage student, five years in Azkaban for using said item on students, both underage and of age, three years in Azkaban for sending Dementors to attack Harry Potter and twisting the situation to favor the Ministry and the Minister, making it seem as if it was Harry Potter's fault for using magic to defend himself, whilst he was underage. Dolores Umbridge has a total of thirty-eight years in Azkaban. When Dolores Umbridge is removed from Azkaban, she will spend ten years doing community service and fifteen years under house arrest with a squad of Aurors carefully watching her.
To read about the whole trial, see page 5.
To read about her list of illegal actions in the name of Cornelius Fudge and the Ministry of Magic, see page 6 to 7.
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SIRIUS BLACK, WRONGLY ACCUSED?
By: Rita Skeeter
After Cornelius's removal of office, a thorough investigation had been done on his working ethics. And as such, a revelation came to be: Sirius Black, see picture on the left, Lord of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, had been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve long years. After his escape in the early summer of 1993, Aurors had not been able to track down the illustrious, believed to be, supporter of You-Know-Who.
It is worth noting that Lord Black is the aforementioned Godfather of Harry Potter, having saved the Boy-Who-Lived from harm during the skirmish between the Death Eaters and the students of Hogwarts. It is with a heavy heart, my readers, that I tell you Sirius Black had been wrongfully accused to be the Potter's Secret Keeper of the Fidelius Charm.
When asked to appear for a trial, one that Harry Potter had ordered and scheduled to prove his Godfather's innocence on July 20, 1996, it was revealed that Peter Pettigrew, an avid supporter of You-Know-Who was the Potter's Secret Keeper. Lord Black admits that it was plainly obvious many would think that he would be Secret Keeper due to his long friendship with James Potter, and therefore, with the help of Albus Dumbledore, Grand Sorcerer, Supreme Mugwump, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, and Headmaster of Hogwarts, performed the charm, casting Peter Pettigrew as the Secret Keeper.
When questioned whether or not Dumbledore should have spoke up for him, Lord Black heatedly admits that, " [He] should have! Albus knew all along that I was not the Secret Keeper." Under Veritaserum, the truth revealed that Sirius Black had never murdered the thirteen muggles, had never murdered Peter Pettigrew, was never a Death Eater, and had never betrayed the Potter Family.
If Dumbledore had performed the charm, why did the Leader of the Light betray Lord Black? Suffice to say, many are confused because of this matter.
In the end, Lord Black is declared innocent and will have his title and possessions returned. A fee of 200,000 galleons will be reimbursed for the taxing years having spent in Azkaban as an innocent man. A search and arrest warrant will be put out for Peter Pettigrew – known to have an animagus with the form of a rat.
To read about the entire trial, see page 5.
To read about Sirius Black's trial in 1981, see pages 6.
For explanations about the Fidelius Charm and Secret Keeper, see top of page 7.
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By: Rita Skeeter
On July 27, 1996, Harry Potter, Savior of the Wizarding World, Defeater of Voldemort, has been emancipated. At the tender age of fifteen, with two years of school at Hogwarts left, Harry Potter is now the Lords of SEVEN affluent houses. That's right, my readers, SEVEN. Affluent. Houses. Harry Potter is now Lord Potter of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, Lord Black of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Lord LeFey of the Noble and Most Ancient House of LeFey, Lord Merlin of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Merlin, Lord Gryffindor of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor, Lord Slytherin of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Slytherin, and Lord Peverell of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell.
The title of Lord Black, has been given to him by the previous Lord Black, Sirius Black. As stated in his will, Harry Potter will now hold the title as Lord Black and all the responsibilities that come with it.
As stated in Section 94, Sub-section 28, Law 51, all heirs of long, noble and ancient lines are to find wives to keep their bloodline and ancestry going. Though there is no time limit to finding a partner, Harry Potter must find several wives to continue on the Potter, Black, LeFey, Merlin, Gryffindor, Slytherin and Peverell lines.
It is undoubtedly that after the mentioning of this article, droves of witches will flock to the young and powerful Lord. We hope to see Harry Potter in a happy relationship.
To read about the history of Harry Potter's lines, see page 5 – 7.
To read about Law 51, see page 8.
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~ 12 Grimmauld Place, July 28, 1996 ~
"I can't believe her!" Harry groaned, dropping his head onto the table.
"What's the matter, pup?"
"It's Skeeter! She somehow found out I've been emancipated and gained my inheritances." Harry said. Sirius had to walk closer to his godson to hear the answer; Harry's lips had been muffled against the dining table.
"We can sue her." suggested Sirius. "As you know from your inheritances, you now own about forty-five percent of the Daily Prophet shares. You can ruin her."
"Just like I've almost ruined Dumbledore?" laughed Harry. The Gryffindor did not appreciate his godfather's arrest being immediately categorized as non-important and "obvious" due to certain beliefs. As of right now, the two wizards were not speaking with the Headmaster of Hogwarts, though it did not stop the older wizard from sending packages to apologize for all his wrongdoings.
"You know, he never meant to hurt you like that. Or me."
"Bullshit. Don't pull that on me. He knew exactly what he was doing. He should have immediately called for a fair trial for you! You think being Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot is just a title?! No! He should have done something for you, Sirius! You should not have been locked up in that godforsaken hellhole!" Harry ranted. The fine china from the cupboards had started to shake, whilst the dining room table began to form deep cracks. "And I know you're upset too because you've kicked them out of Grimmauld Place." he grumbled.
"I understand, Harry." soothed Sirius. He did not mean to distress his godson this much. This was a touchy topic for the both of them – especially for Harry. And what Harry said was true. In his temper, he banished the Order of Phoenix from 12 Grimmauld Place, whipping their memory of their exact location. It always bugged him to see people running around his home like they'd owned the place.
"I am not going to talk to him." Harry huffed. "Now, what am I going to do about this article?"
"There's nothing to do, pup. In a little over a month, you'll be returning to Hogwarts. In a few days, you'll be going through your magical inheritance. Maybe it will help you find the perfect mate, or mates." Sirius said.
Harry sighed. "What do I do about the girls that will undoubtedly try something?"
"Your family rings can take care of that, remember?"
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"Ah, Mr. Potter. Come to see your account manager?"
"Yes, thank you Ragnok."
The goblin spoke in Gobbledegook and within a minute, a goblin arrived, beckoning them to follow him.
"May your gold flow and enemies perish." Harry bowed; Sirius followed suit.
"May your life be forever prosperous." Ragnok grinned, a sparkle in his eyes. It was then that Harry knew something was up.
"Please sit down." The goblin told them, once they entered the office.
"Thank you for helping us, Griphook." Harry smiled.
The goblin seemed surprised. "You… remember me, Mr. Potter?"
"Of course. I could never forget. You were the one who brought me to my vault when I first came to Gringotts. I'm glad you got a promotion."
"Thank you." Griphook was deeply pleased. "Now, it is procedure here at Gringotts. So I would need three drops of blood here."
Harry gave the required amount and watched as lines appeared before his name, showing the rest of his family tree.
"Good, you are indeed Harry Potter. Would you like to hear your parents' wills? As well as your godfather's?"
"But Sirius is not dead." Harry frowned.
"Nonsense!" barked Sirius. "Have it read, Griphook. Might as well do it now when everything is done together."
Nodding his head, Griphook retrieved the three wills and started with James Potter's will first.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. I, James Charlus Potter, being of sound, body and mind, hereby declare this as my last will and testament. To my first friend at Hogwarts, Sirius Orion Black, I leave you with 1,000,000 galleons. To Remus John Lupin, a fellow Marauder, I leave you with 1,000,000 galleons for you furry condition. You deserve it, and no need for thanks. To Severus Tobias Snape, I leave you 1,000,000 galleons and an apology. I was an immature brat at Hogwarts, only wanting to pull pranks on you and make a joke out of you. This is, in no way, a form of bribery to get you to forgive me, for I know that I no longer deserve that. I just hope that you will be able to move on from the past and work through it all. To my son, Harry James Potter, I leave you with the rest of the Potter Fortune, the Potter properties and possessions. Though your mother and I might not be there for you as you grow older, know that we, most certainly, will be watching over you, Harry. The custody of my son, Harry James Potter, shall be given to the following people: Sirius Orion Black, Remus John Lupin, Severus Tobias Snape or Minerva McGonagall. Mischief Managed."
Griphook closed James Potter's will and unraveled Lily Potter's will.
"I, Lily Evans, being of sound, body and mind, hereby declare this as my last will and testament. To my childhood friend, Severus Tobias Snape, I leave you with 100,000 galleons and my potions textbook. I hope you can forgive me, Sev. A few days after that incident, I had calmed my head and tried looking for you. But, I could never find you or you were always walking away from me. I am not blaming you for what happened, because I know it was the Marauders' fault. I had talked it over with James and we decided to go look for you after Hogwarts, but by then the war had become too close to our doorsteps, and there was the prophecy, I'm sure you've heard from Albus. I forgive you, Severus; please take care of yourself. You'll always be my first friend. To Sirius Orion Black, I leave you with 100,000 galleons. Though I know you'll probably disregard my advice, I hope you lower your pranking ways. There is more to life than just pranks and games. To Remus John Lupin, I leave you with 100,000 galleons. Do not be afraid of what you've become; embrace it as a part of you, for it will help with your troubles. To my son, Harry James Potter, I leave you with the rest of my possessions in the Evans vault. Do not forget that your father and I are always with you. The custody of my son, Harry James Potter, shall be given to the following people: Sirius Orion Black, Remus John Lupin, Severus Tobias Snape or Minerva McGonagall. My son shall not be given to my sister Petunia Dursley or her family. Though we may have stopped any contact between the two of us, I know my sister will not appreciate magic in her house."
"Are you sure you wish to have your will read, Lord Black?"
Sirius nodded his head. "Let's get this over with."
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. I, Sirius Orion Black, being of sound, body and mind, hereby declare this as my last will and testament. To my brother in all but blood, James Charlus Potter, I leave you with 1,000,000 galleons. Marauders till the end! To Lily Evans, I leave you with 1,000,000 galleons. Thank you for being there for James in his time of need. To Remus John Lupin, I leave you with 1,000,000 galleons for your furry condition. If the world has changed after the battle, know that someone will change the laws to benefit all. To Severus Tobias Snape, I leave you with 1,000,000 galleons in hopes that you will be able to move on from what has happened in the past. I cannot apologize enough to make up for my immature actions that have cost your friendship with Lily and almost that of your life. To my godson, Harry James Potter, I leave you with the title of Lord Black of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. I leave you with the entire Black fortune, the Black properties and possessions. Though I may not have gotten to know you and you me, know that you will have to look no further than your heart, for all your loved ones are inside you, with you. If I am unable to take custody of my godson, Harry James Potter, he will be in the care of Remus John Lupin, Severus Tobias Snape or Minerva McGonagall. Mischief Managed."
"Please sign here, Mr. Potter, to acknowledge that you have heard the wills and you will receive your Lordship rings."
Signing his name with a flourish, Harry received his Lordship rings, but was surprised to be given more than two. With a questioning look, Griphook quickly answered the matter.
"Through the Potter line, you receive the Gryffindor, LeFey, Merlin and Peverell Lordship rings. The Slytherin ring comes from Lord Voldemort, as you are the closest cousin to him, and through the Peverell line as well, you receive the Slytherin Lordship ring."
"So… seven." Harry concluded.
"Yes, seven Lordship rings." Griphook confirmed.
Harry slid them onto his fingers and a wave of warmth washed over him.
"I can see they have accepted you as their Lords." Griphook smiled, handing over a parchment paper. "Here are your accounts for each house."
Potter Vault: 12,958,036 galleons, 8,150,747 sickles, 3,647,010 knuts. Possessions include: books, jewelry, clothes, Invisibility Cloak, James Potter portrait.
Potter Family Vaults: 960,630,800 galleons, 473,619,082 sickles, 283,541,826 knuts. Properties include: The villa in Spain, the chateau in Italy, the manor in America, the house in Godric's Hollow, the Potter Manor – location undetected. Possessions include: tomes and books, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Family Tapestry, previous family portraits.
Evans Vault: 1,529,378 galleons, 590,671 sickles, 80,731 knuts. Possessions include: books, jewelry, clothes, Lily Evans portrait.
Black Vault: 13,101,429 galleons, 6,123,094 sickles, 4,051,279 knuts. Possessions include: books, jewelry, clothes, Sirius Black portrait.
Black Family Vaults: 1,071,938,456 galleons, 613,492,068 sickles, 382,810,443 knuts. Properties include: The villa in Romania, the house in Scotland, The Black Manor – location undetected. Possessions include: tomes and books, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Family Tapestry, previous family portraits.
Gryffindor Family Vaults: 29,105,347,279 galleons, 10,530,129,675 sickles, 4,291,040,538 knuts. Properties include: The villa in Britain, Gryffindor Castle – location undetected, ¼th of Hogwarts. Possessions include: Gryffindor Sword (now in Goblins' possession), Sorting Hat, books, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Family Tapestry, Godric Gryffindor portrait.
Slytherin Family Vaults: 29,137,269,485 galleons, 9,600,174,251 sickles, 4,310,745,862 knuts. Properties include: The manor in Scotland, Slytherin Castle – location undetected, ¼th of Hogwarts. Possessions include: Slytherin Locket (destroyed), books, items in Chamber of Secrets, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Family Tapestry, Salazar Slytherin portrait.
LeFey Family Vaults: 70,978,634,918 galleons, 58,041,956,723 sickles, 5,602,874,913 knuts. Properties include: LeFey Castle – location undetected. Possessions include: books, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Morgan LeFey portrait.
Merlin Family Vaults: 83,091,364,570 galleons, 64,910,398,725 sickles, 10,495,100,273 knuts. Properties include: Merlin's Castle – location undetected. Possession include: books, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Merlin's portrait.
Peverell Family Vaults: 94,697,205,381 galleons, 69,420,186,530 sickles, 6,102,947,835 knuts. Properties include: Peverell Manor – location undetected. Possessions include: books, ancient artifacts, weapons and shields, jewelry, jewels and stones, several trunks of clothes, Ignotus Peverell portrait.
Wizengamot Seats include:
Potter: 3 seats
Black: 4 seats
Gryffindor: 3 seats
Slytherin: 3 seats
LeFey: 2 seats
Merlin: 2 seats
Peverell: 3 seats
"That's… a lot of money." Harry was shocked. Sirius barked out a laugh at his godson's face.
"What did you expect? It was already a lot of money when you inherited the Potter and Black titles." Sirius smirked. "Oh, that reminds me. Each Lordship ring has its own, let's call it, ability. But each one is its own emergency portkey to the family's own property. It's not told to others what abilities the rings hold, but just so you know, the Black Lordship ring deflects any and all dark curses, hexes, jinxes, and spells that are sent your way. Pretty powerful, but that does not mean you will forgo your training."
Harry nodded with a smile. "Of course not. Just because Voldemort is gone, doesn't mean I will let my guard down."
"But that doesn't mean you'll become an Auror like your old man and I, huh?"
Harry shook his head. "No. I think I'm done with all the fighting. I'd want a career that keeps me on my feet though."
"Whatever you decide, pup, I'm one hundred percent behind you." Sirius gripped Harry's shoulder comfortingly and patted him on the back.
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"Okay, so the Black Lordship ring protects its wearer against Dark curses, hexes, jinxes and spells. The Potter Lordship ring protects its wearer against all, any and every curse, hex, jinx and spell. The Slytherin Lordship ring warns its wearer against any potion added in drinks and food. The Gryffindor Lordship ring has an affinity for fire. The LeFey Lordship ring had an affinity for air. The Merlin Lordship ring had an affinity for water. And the Peverell Lordship ring had affinity for earth."
"Are you sure you want to be telling me this?" Sirius grinned.
Harry shrugged. "Why not? You're my godfather. I trust you."
The atmosphere grew solemn. The two wizards remembered what had happened after Harry had gotten emancipated.
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"They've been stealing from me?" Harry asked brokenly. His eyes never left the account statement that was given to him by Griphook.
"I'm afraid so, Mr. Potter." Griphook confirmed. "This will be dealt with and labeled as highest priority. We'll fix this as soon as possible."
Harry could not believe his eyes. Ron, Molly, Ginny and Dumbledore had been taking money from his vaults ever since he was a child. And the stealing started up the night of Voldemort's demise.
"It will be returned with interest, Griphook?" Sirius asked. And the Goblin knew Sirius wasn't asking; he was practically demanding that retribution be done.
"Of course. There will be a thirty percent interest return in what they've stolen. We'll have all the artifacts, clothes, jewelry, books and many other of Mr. Potter's possession returned as soon as you leave this office. The money will be dealt with as follows: freezing the thieves' accounts, withdrawing all they owe and if there is still any money left to return, their properties will be sold or will be appraised. Of course, they will be dealt with legally as well. Have no doubts about it, Mr. Potter." Griphook reassured the wizard. He was glad that the piercing green eyes were not looking at him. If it were, Griphook had no doubt that he would feel as if he had been dunk in the iciest pits of Hell.
"What happens if they're still unable to pay their debt?" Harry asked.
"It will either be appraised as added time to their arrest, should they be sent to prison, take a loan out with us, though it will be impossible because of their socioeconomic status, or you can deal with them accordingly."
"Are you saying –"
"Yes, you can take away their magic, put them in servitude or whatever you wish to happen to them." Griphook grinned evilly; he could practically hear the gears grinding in the young wizard's head, as his emerald green eyes took a devious shine to them.
"Perfect. I expected nothing less from you Griphook." Harry smiled, leaning back against the chair. "But just to make sure, it was only Molly Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Ginevra Weasley and Albus Dumbledore?"
"Oh yes. And for Dumbledore, his titles will be stripped. I have no doubts about it."
"Excellent. Though," Harry reached a hand out and quickly snatched the beetle into his hands as it was about to take flight. "I would like to keep this part of the conversation private until I wish for the public to know."
Harry kept the beetle between his thumb and forefinger, deftly stroking its shell with a delicate touch. "I'm sure you understand." His words were directed at the insect between his fingers. And as if the beetle had understood him, it had nodded its head.
"Good. Thank you for the assistance. I'll like to sign for your part in my reimbursement from those money-grubbers. Shall twenty percent suffice?" Harry asked, releasing the beetle, allowing it its freedom.
The wide-eyed look Griphook gave him proved that the amount those four people took from him would, undoubtedly, allow for an abundance in wealth for many years to come.
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"So what are you going to do about Skeeter?"
"I'll let her have her fun." Harry grinned darkly. "If she pushes me too far, I'll have a little… talk with her."
"Ooh, my godson's gone dark." Sirius teased.
The fireplace erupted with green flames, spitting out Remus Lupin.
"Hello Sirius, cub." Remus gave Harry a tight hug and gave Sirius a brief one.
"Dumbledore said –"
"I don't want to know what he said." interrupted Harry. "He can't send you to be the messenger between us and them. You are not an owl."
"Yes well, he did not want to have more school owls returning with ruffled feathers as if they had been shocked by the wards – or your magic." chuckled Remus. "Here you go."
"A gift – a form of an apology."
Harry frowned as he tore open the wrappings. "Great!" He said with fake enthusiasm, "Just what I wanted – a pair of socks."
Sirius stifled a chuckle. "You have to admit, pup. Yours are almost worn through."
"Then we shall go shopping!" Harry declared. "I don't want his gift. Send it back."
"It's rude to send it back opened."
Harry gave a long, loud and exaggerated sigh. "It's rude to send it back opened. It's rude to send it back closed and untouched. What do you want from me?!"
"To apologize?" The two elder wizards suggested.
"I will not. Until Dumbledore does something worthy of forgiving, I will give him the silent treatment." Harry decided. "Compared to Dumbledore, Snape is much better. Besides, the both of you know what Dumbledore did."
Sirius nearly swallowed his tongue. "Snivellus?! He's better than Dumbledore?!"
"Yes." The look on Harry's face dared Sirius to disagree. "Snape has always given it to me straight. He even promised to protect me and he has. You know how much he's done for me? Do you know how much trouble I've gotten into since the first day I've stepped foot at Hogwarts? While we're shopping, I've got to get him gifts." Harry muttered. "Well, come on! We haven't gotten all day. We'll have lunch in Diagon Alley."
In a few minutes, green flames whisked the three wizards away to their aforementioned destination.
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All three wizards stumbled upon leaving the fireplace. Giving a quick greeting to Tom, they made their way to the back and tapped in the sequence to enter the magical community.
Once there, Harry, Sirius and Remus walked around – the elder wizards waiting for Harry to make a move. After the edition of the Daily Prophet that had come out today, all the witches were giving Harry subtle glances, giggling to themselves. Others, however, were not as subdued, as they would walk by Harry several times, flirtatiously batting their eyes whenever they got within his proximity.
Sirius and Remus withheld their laughter when Harry would look at them with a disgusted look – unaware that the witches had been trying to flirt with him. He then led them into the sections of Diagon Alley where the merchandise were more expensive; yet, Harry still failed to notice the interested looks the witches threw at him.
"I knew he was oblivious, but this?!" Sirius whispered to the werewolf.
"He's not stunted in any way, if that's what you've come up with as your answer, Padfoot." sighed Remus.
"When I was his age –" began Sirius.
"Yes, yes. But he's not you, is he?" ended Remus. The werewolf was feeling a bit uncomfortable having to come through these parts. The clothes he wore were worn out and made him stand out within the richer parts of the Magical Community.
"Let's go in here." Harry said, leading them into a fancy looking, highly decorated boutique. Un D'une Sorte it was called. Upon entering, a jingling bell was heard. Though the store was half full, it still drew attention to the three wizards whom entered.
The customers there gave them all a look before turning their attention away. Apparently, they did not care for the three wizards – which, in Harry's book, was fine by him.
"I'm sorry, but you must be in ze wrong store." An assistant said, as she walked over to them. "Especially your leetle friend zere." She motioned towards Remus and his clothes.
The assistant had brown wavy hair tied in a bun. Her hazel-orange eyes were narrowed at the three of them and her nose was wrinkled in distaste. She wore a white dress shirt coupled with a black vest and a grey pencil skirt. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows and around her wrist were pincushions stuck with a multitude of needles. A sneer on her face spoke more than enough about what she thought of the three wizards that had stepped into the shop.
"We're just potential customers looking around the boutique. Is there anything wrong with what we're doing?" Harry asked, his voice cold and emerald eyes as hard as steel.
"I zink not. You ruffians will draw ze customers away from 'ere." She replied.
"What seems to be ze problem?" Another person came over, noticing the slight tension between the two groups. He had blond hair, which was swept to one side and had startling almond shaped purple eyes. He wore a green vest over a brown dress shirt and was wearing black dress pants. Like the assistant, he had pincushions around his wrists, yet he had a measuring tape hanging from his neck. The aura around the man spoke of being the one whom owned the fancy boutique.
In swift French, the woman and man talked softly. The woman was, no doubt, speaking poorly of them while the man was telling her to calm.
"Sirs, may we 'elp you?" He asked.
"I'd like to say, first off, that the manners your employee has shown is deplorable." Harry began.
"Eet is an outrage! How dare you talk to us zat way! Who do you zink you are?"
"My name is Harry Potter, Lord Potter-Black-LeFey-Merlin-Gryffindor-Slytherin-Peverell." Harry ground out, watching with glee as the two employees grew paler and paler with each additional house title. "And I don't appreciate your attitude towards my godfathers."
"Nous sommes vraiment désolés. S'il vous plaît pardonne dans nos mœurs.1*" The boutique manager murmured.
Now the trio was drawing in a crowd. The customers were interested in seeing how this would end up.
"We'll see." Harry said, walking into the store. The store manager hurriedly sent his assistant off before trailing after the trio.
"We were actually here to buy clothes. Seeing as how your store was very eye-catching, we thought we'd drop buy. But, what we didn't know was that the whole exterior was just a faux image to prevent customers from seeing how employees truly act towards potential customers." said Harry, as he felt the fabric of the shirt he was eyeing.
Sirius was smirking; he relished in the snotty attitude Harry was portraying. And Remus couldn't help but feel proud that his cub was protecting him, even after the war had ended.
"'Arry?" The Gryffindor turned his head and caught a flash of silvery-blonde before a witch appeared before him.
"Fleur? It's nice to see you. How are you?" Harry grinned, accepting the hug.
"Everything ez going great. I am currently working at Gringotts as an internship."
"That's great! And your accent is almost gone too. Is there anything else you're looking for?"
"Thank you. I have several internships lined up, and I'm currently doing two, but it only lasts for one year. I'll be doing checking through my list. But what are you doing 'ere? I read on the news that You-Know-Who is finally gone."
"Yes, he is, thankfully. I'm finally done with my job." Harry laughed.
"Ah, and these gentlemen are…"
"My godfathers, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. Sirius, Remus, this is Fleur Delacour – the Beauxbatons Champion during the Triwizard Tournament."
"Black?" noted Fleur, eyeing the dark haired wizard with interest. "I 'ave 'eard of your innocence regarding your unfair imprisonment."
"Finally free. Thanks to my godson." Sirius grinned.
"I'm already we 'aven't met before." Fleur said, shaking Remus's hand.
"It's no bother at all." smiled Remus.
"Well, I'll leave you to your shopping then, 'Arry. We should catch up some time." Fleur smiled.
"I'll see you soon." Harry waved goodbye and watched as Fleur disappeared into the crowd.
"Wow, pup. Didn't know you have a Veela friend there." teased Sirius.
"Well, I do." admitted Harry. "Now, how about we do as she suggests?"
The next hour was filled with Harry ordering the boutique manager around, picking out several clothes and sending Remus and Sirius off to go change. Afterwards, he picked out a couple himself and had his godfathers throw in a little extra clothing of their choice.
By the time the hour was up, the wizards had shopping bags filled with various Egyptian cotton shirts, Acromantula silk dress robes, crushed velvet clothing of various different colors and of different shade as well as having another bag filled with clothing strictly for Snape.
Walking out of the shop, the manager bowed quickly thanking them in French. He was glad that he had not incurred the wrath of the young Lord.
The next couple of hours were spent shopping. Though Harry did not enjoy the idea of shopping, it was mostly due to the fact that girls took forever to pick out their clothes. He did not feel anything of that sort when he went shopping with his godfather; it was probably due to the fact that he was finally able to spend time with both of them – out in public, after the war, with the both of them alive and together, with him.
They went through several clothing stores, an apothecary and cauldron shop as well as Quality Quidditch Supplies, to which Sirius bought Harry the newest model in store: The Lightning Bolt – named after the Savior of the Wizarding World. It was faster than the Firebolt Sirius had given him and had triple the amount of charms built and spelled within its framework. Overall, Harry was deftly happy with his gift. He even gave the store owner an autograph to prove it.
They stopped by a small café, had their lunch and returned to 12 Grimmauld Place.
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1*We are very sorry. Please forgive our manners.
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed it! R&R (: