Harry Potter and the Unknown Truths: Part I
(A/N: This is a fourth year and beyond. Everything is cannon up to the end of Prisoner of Azkaban, as far as what happens. But this Harry is more intelligent, a studious student, and learned about things that he wouldn't have known till later in the series. (i.e. bloodlines of Sirius, etc) Assume that Sirius had told him things he did in OOTP about his family . During the beginning of the summer, Harry realizes certain things, and begins to piece together certain things that have been plaguing him for the last two years. It will wildly diverge from canon eventually.)
Harry Potter was pissed. Not pissed as in drink until your mind blows up pissed, but hot-headed, temper-boiling, raging out of control pissed off. It didn't take a genius to figure out what pissed him off, as the events of third year came to a close. He, along with one of his best friends, Hermione Granger, had freed notorious mass-murderer Sirius Black. However, that was not what Harry was pissed about. He was pissed off because the reason his parents were murdered, the traitorous rat named Peter Pettigrew, had escaped their clutches. That didn't stop there. The ministry, in its infinite wisdom, had finally removed the dementors from the grounds of Hogwarts, as Sirius hid out in the forbidden forest. No one but Harry knew this of course, as the day after Sirius' escape on Buckbeak, he received a letter from the old dog.
You know the words.
Harry tapped the parchment and spoke quietly, 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.' Instantly, a letter appeared on the parchment.
First, I am safe. Secondly, after hearing certain things, Snuffles will be accompanying you to Privet Drive this summer.
"WHAT?" Harry thought to himself. "No way the Dursley's will allow me to keep a dog, and no way Dumbledore would allow it!"
Before you say anything, I really don't care what Dumbledore things, or those mangy muggles. I now have a good reason to spend time with the Pronglet. We'll discuss more later, as there are important things I need to tell you. Remember to wipe this letter out when you're done. Same closing.
"Harry, you can't let Snuffles come live with you!" Hermione cried. "What if he gets caught?"
"I don't know, Hermione. He says there are important things to tell me, and I trust him. What do you think, Ron? Or you, Ginny?"
"Snuffles?" Ginny asked. "Is he that black dog that's been wandering around the quidditch pitch?"
"Errr…" Harry began. He didn't know that about Sirius, but it was no use hiding the truth from her. Ginny too had gone through a lot over her time there at Hogwarts, and she deserved to be in the loop. "Yeah, Gin. That's Snuffles. Listen, we have to tell you something. "
"Harry, are you sure that's a good idea?" Hermione asked, looking between Ginny and Harry. "I mean, it's not that we don't trust Ginny… but the more people that know…"
"I trust Ginny, Hermione. Ginny won't betray me. She wouldn't." Harry said.
"Of course she wouldn't." Ron snapped. "He saved her life in the Chamber."
"RON! Do you have to bring that up?" Hermione rounded on Ron, but Ron just shrugged it off.
"Listen, let's go find somewhere we can talk privately." Harry said. Harry pulled out the Marauder's map and looked it over. The area lake was empty, so they decided to take a walk out there, where no one would overhear them. Harry led them out of the common room door and down to the entrance hall. As they reached the lake, Harry sat down, with Ron and Hermione sitting across from him, Ginny sitting next to Harry. Ginny sat much closer to Harry than he expected, but didn't say anything.
"Ginny, you heard the news reports about Sirius Black, haven't you?" Harry asked, as Ginny nodded. "Well, Sirius is innocent. He wasn't the man who betrayed my parents. Peter Pettigrew betrayed my parents, blew up the muggle street, killing those thirteen muggles. He got away by cutting off his finger and transforming into a rat. He is an illegal animagus."
"But…a rat? That can't be… you mean… scabbers?" Ginny looked at Harry with wide eyes, while Hermione and Ron looked dumbfounded at Ginny. "What?"
"How did you know it was Scabbers?" Ron asked.
"When Harry said animagus with a missing finger, and rat, I put two and two together, Ron." Ginny replied.
"Well, back when my parents went to school, there were four friends. James Potter, my father, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. They were the best of friends. When my dad found out about Remus being a werewolf, he, Sirius and Peter all became illegal animagi. My dad was Prongs, a stag, Peter is a rat known as Wormtail, and Sirius is a dog, known as Padfoot. Padfoot is also Snuffles."
"So… why is he going home with you?" Ginny asked nonplussed.
"He's my godfather." Harry said. "If he hadn't gone to Azkaban, I would be living with him right now instead of those awful muggles. He wants to come live with me, and has a lot to tell me."
"What's so bad about that?" Ginny asked confusedly.
"He's a wanted criminal, Ginny." Hermione explained. "The ministry still hasn't cleared him because Pettigrew escaped a few nights ago during the full moon. The Ministry won't believe three underage wizards and a werewolf. "
"So all we have to do is get proof that Pettigrew betrayed your parents?" Ginny asked.
"Easier said than done Gin." Harry replied.
"Is there anything in the Potter family vault that could help?" Ginny asked. Harry looked down at her sharply.
"The what?" Harry asked.
"The Potter family vault, Harry. Don't you have access to it?" Ginny asked.
"What are you talking about? The only vault I have is my trust fund vault." Harry replied.
"Harry, the Potter family is one of the oldest wizarding families in the Wizarding world. I'm sure there's more than just the trust fund vault. Even the Weasley's have a family vault." Ron said. "Blimey, Harry, didn't you know that?"
"No, I didn't. I know almost nothing about my family. Dumbledore never told me anything like this. Hell, no one ever tells me anything!" Harry's anger was rising again, and both Ron and Hermione noticed as well. Ginny moved to grab Harry's hand in hers.
"Harry… calm down. I'm sure there's a logical reason why Dumbledore didn't tell you." Hermione said.
"No, there isn't. I've asked him on many occasions about my family. There is no reason that he shouldn't tell me." Harry fumed.
"Harry, please calm down." Ginny said, her other hand stroking the intertwined hands. Harry couldn't place why, but the soothing gesture slowly abated Harry's anger.
"I think I'll be going to Gringotts as soon as possible." Harry said. "The moment we get off the train, in fact." Harry thought about the logistics of it, and realized that he would probably be followed. "Ron, Ginny, you wouldn't mind taking my trunk back to the Burrow, would you?"
"Won't you need it? We do have summer homework…" Hermione began, but stopped short. "You don't plan on going back to the Dursley's, do you?"
"I… I hadn't thought about it. But I can't do my work at the Dursley's anyway. If anything happens, the first place I'd go would be the Burrow. I can't trust the Dursleys, and right now, Dumbledore isn't high up on my list of people I can confide in…"
"Why can't you trust Dumbledore?" Ginny asked.
"He's the one who keeps forcing me to go back to the Dursleys. I don't know if he knows about anything that goes on there, but I've told him time and time again that I don't want to go back there…" Harry replied.
"Don't forget the bars they put on your windows last summer… Dumbledore knows about that too." Ron replied. "We…Fred, George and I told mum and Dumbledore about that at the beginning of this year."
"So he knows that the Dursleys abuse me?" Harry said thoughfully, mostly to himself, but was brought out of it by two very specific gasps. "Listen…"
"No you listen Harry James Potter. If you think we're going to let anyone get away with that…" Ginny began a rambling that lasted at least five minutes before finally calming down enough to look Harry in the eye. "I'm sorry Harry…"
"Not your fault. Now when I go to Gringotts, I need you guys to cover for me." Harry replied.
"No Harry.. I think…" Hermione began.
"Hermione, either you cover for me, or you don't. I'm not going to force you. However, If you tell Dumbledore, or anyone else what I'm doing…" Harry began, but was interrupted by Ron.
"She won't tell anyone, will you Hermione." Ron said, looking at her forcefully.
"I think you should tell…"
"Fine, Hermione. Go right ahead." Harry said. "But if you do, then I hope you live with the consequences."
"What consequences could there be?" Hermione said. "I only want you to be safe…"
"And not returning to the Dursleys will be a hell of a lot safer." Harry snapped. "But it's up to you, Hermione. You're either with me, or against me."
The train ride home was met with silence. Ever since the argument about going to Gringotts from Kings Cross, Hermione was torn. She knew the best thing to do was to tell an adult what Harry was planning. But the right thing to do, for Harry's sake, was to leave it alone. What did he mean by consequences? Harry wouldn't hurt me, so it can't be physical… Hermione sat there quietly in their compartment for the next hour going back and forth deciding whether or not to tell an adult. Hermione knew that she was risking a lot, but she didn't know exactly what. Hermione's thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the compartment door.
"Well, if it isn't the Mudblood, Weasel , Weaslette…" the blond haired boy began.
"Stupify! Stupify! Stupify!" Harry yelled, before any of the three visitors could say anything else. With a loud thump all three of the intruders were lying across the opening of the compartment.
"HARRY! What did you do?" Hermione squealed.
"That was bloody brilliant mate!" Ron said.
"That was not Ronald! Harry could get into big trouble!" Hermione said.
"So why don't you go tell someone!" Ginny snapped. "It's obvious that's exactly what you want to do!" Hermione shrieked and fell silent, sitting back down in her seat. Harry levitated the three thugs out the door and slammed it shut.
"I'm done fooling around with those gits. I don't care if I get expelled, but if they even think about messing around with me anymore, I'll hurt first and ask questions later." Harry fumed. "This is the end."
"Harry, you need to calm down." Ginny said. "I haven't seen anyone move so fast…I didn't even see you raise your wand."
"That was pretty wicked Harry." Neville said, his eyes darting from Harry and the door.
"It's time to stand up for ourselves and not let those mangy slytherins run amuck." Harry said.
"But Harry! You can't.." Hermione began.
"Hermione, as I said before. You're either with me, or against me." Harry snapped. "I'm done with this bullshit. I'm done being Snape's playtoy in Potions. I'm done being lied to. If you want to go to a prefect, or a teacher, go right ahead. I'm not going to stop you." Hermione huffed before leaving the compartment, heading towards the prefect car. "Well, that settles that. If we have anyone waiting for me besides the Dursleys, then I'll know she told them. "
"Why did you let her go?" Neville asked, confusedly.
"Simple, Neville. I'm not Voldemort. I'm not going to force people to follow me, or threaten them. Each of us makes our own choices in life, and if she chooses to stand behind Dumbledore, then that's her prerogative." Harry replied.
"But you still didn't stop her… if she tells…" Ron began.
"Then she will lose a friend." Harry said. "Think about it, Ron. I told you, Ginny, and Hermione what I planned to do when I leave the train. What were your first reactions?'
"I thought it was a bit foolish, but I understand why you need to do it. Those muggles are really bad." Ron said thoughtfully.
"And I thought 'to hell what Dumbledore wants or says', Harry." Ginny replied.
"Wait… what are you going to do?" Neville asked.
"I'm going to Gringotts and find out about my family vault." Harry said.
"That's it? Why don't you want a teacher to know that?" Neville asked.
"Because, I should have been told about it long before now. I didn't grow up in the Wizarding world, Neville. Hell, until Ginny said something, I didn't know I had a family vault. There's a lot of things I didn't know." Harry replied.
"Harry… you have no other magical relatives, right?" Neville looked at Harry intently.
"No. My parents, as far as I know, are the only magical relatives I have." Harry responded.
"Harry, I think you should get to Gringotts as soon as you can." Neville replied. "Now I see why you're keeping it secret."
"Okay… tell me."
"I think you should find out for yourself. But I'll say this… I'll stick by you when you need me, Harry. Without your help… I'd probably still be nothing more than a squib." Neville said quietly.
"Neville… you're not a squib mate. You just need a bit more confidence." Harry said.
"Either way, Harry… when you find out everything, owl me." Neville said. "I'm sure I'd be seeing you soon though, if what I think happens, does happen."
"What do you think will happen?" Ginny asked.
"That would be telling." Neville grinned. "Suffice to say, I think this summer's going to be very interesting. Harry, just promise me, when you find out, you'll contact me and let me know where you are."
"Where I am?" Harry asked confusedly, but shrugged it off. "Alright mate. I promise."
"That goes for us too, Harry." Ginny replied.
"You know I'll come to the Burrow eventually!" Harry said laughingly.
"What are you going to do about Hermione?" Ron asked.
"Nothing." Harry sat back down and looked out the window. Ginny moved closer to Harry, and slipped her hand into Harry's. Harry looked at her curiously, but didn't say anything. Ron and Neville noticed this too, but kept quiet.
A few hours later, Hermione still hadn't returned as they arrived at Kings Cross. Harry had already asked Fred and George to shrink his trunk, which they did happily, and Ginny placed it in her pocket. As they left the train, Harry, Ginny and Ron noticed the bright redheaded people near the barrier. But also with them were a few other people unknown to Harry. As they approached, Harry had the disturbing feeling that they were here for him.
"Harry dear! It's good to see you. Have a good term, did you?" Mrs. Weasley asked, as she pulled him into a bone crushing hug.
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley. We did pretty well this term." Harry replied. "We did well on our exams, and other things…" Harry trailed off as he noticed the strangers looking at Harry wearily.
"Well now, we should all get going." Mrs. Weasley said. "Harry, these men are going to escort you back to Privet Drive. This is Kingsley Shacklebolt, and Nymphadora Tonks."
"Don't call me Nymphadora!" the pink haired witch said. "Just call me Tonks." She said as she held her hand out to Harry. Harry grasped it, shaking it firmly. Kingsley also introduced himself, and tried to offer a smile.
"So, I take it Dumbledore sent word that you were to meet me here?" Harry asked.
"Whatever do you mean, Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked, her eyes shifting from Harry to the two strangers. Harry looked at Mrs. Weasley cautiously. She is outright lying to me. This is interesting.
"I'm just saying, my muggle relatives are usually here to pick me up." Harry said, glancing over at Ron and Ginny, both of whom looked angry.
"Well, Dumbledore had mentioned that he wanted you to get back safely…" Mrs. Weasley replied.
"I see. Ron, Ginny… I guess I'll see you soon right?" Harry asked, nodding slightly to the two redheads.
"Of course, Mate. I'll send you an owl and let you know about the world cup. If dad gets tickets, then we'll get you from those muggles." Ron replied, his words not betraying Harry's intent.
"Take care of yourself Harry." Ginny said, pulling Harry into a hug. It was the first time Ginny ever hugged Harry, and it made him feel a bit awkward. But Harry also noticed how perfectly Ginny's body moulded into his. He returned the hug and pulled away slightly.
"Thanks Ginny." Harry blushed. " Now I'll just have to lose the tail, and everything will be good."
"Tail?" Ginny inquired, looking around Harry at his rear, then blushing furiously at what she just did. "Um… sorry…I… uh…"
"It's alright Ginny. I don't mean that literally. It's a muggle expression. It means to get rid of someone following you. Don't worry about it. I promise, I'll see you guys soon."
"Alright Harry." She said as she waved at the retreating Harry.
"Now, since we know that Dumbledore sent you, we might as well get one thing straight. Go back to Dumbledore and tell him to go fuck himself. You will not accompany me back to Privet Drive, because I'm not going there."
"Harry James Potter!" Molly Weasley yelled.
"Not now, Mrs. Weasley. I'm straightening something out. I don't care what Dumbledore says, I'm not going back to Privet Drive, and if you force me, Kingsley and Tonks, I'll have to scream kidnapping. It really wouldn't look right now would it?"
"Harry, is this really necessary?" Molly asked.
"Oh, I don't know, Mrs. Weasley. Is it really necessary to send a child back to abusive guardians? Is it necessary to be forced into slave labor every day while their own son lies about doing nothing? Is it necessary for said child to starve, while that same son pigs out on more food than Ron could eat in a week? I'd say not. But as Dumbledore has done nothing to stop it, I believe I will have to just do things on my own. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving. I do hope you try and stop me, because then as soon as I do get back to Privet Drive, I can call the Daily Prophet and give them a nice little interview about everything."
"You wouldn't!" Tonks said.
"He would." Ron, Neville and Ginny piped in. "As much as Harry hates the Press, he would do it, especially after what he's been through."
"What can we do, Harry?" Molly asked.
"Actually, the only thing I need to do is get to Gringotts. Sadly, my own best friend betrayed me, hence I don't think I could ever trust her again." Harry replied a little loudly, pointedly staring at Hermione, who was standing with her parents. "Once I finish my business at Gringotts, then I may go home."
"Is that all you wanted to do, Harry?" Molly asked.
"Yep. Unfortunately, some people don't know when to keep their big mouths shut." Harry said scathingly, obviously directing it towards Hermione. Both Ron and Ginny threw Hermione nasty looks.
"Well, I suppose we can stop off at Gringotts before we take you back…" Tonks said.
"That would be splendid, Tonks." Harry said, giving her a wide smile. Harry would not be going back to Privet Drive, but he would not tell him that. Harry followed Tonks through the barrier as she led him to the Leaky Cauldron. Kingsley had stayed behind to ensure security around the platform
"Harry, what's going on? Why were you being mean to Hermione?" Tonks asked.
"How do you know who she is?" Harry asked in return.
"You be honest with me, and I'll be honest with you." Tonks retorted.
"Fine. You really want to know what's going on? Well, Tonks, you are not as old as most of the aurors out there, so I believe I can trust you. I don't plan on having Dumbledore force me back to abusive muggles. Imagine what would happen if the Wizarding world found out about it. 'Boy-who-lived Forced Upon Abusive Muggles' or some other story like that. While people like Lucius Malfoy or Snape might say I deserve it, the rest of the Wizarding Community will think highly negatively against Dumbledore. And I promise, if I have to spend more than one day at Privet Drive, that's exactly what's going in the Daily Prophet."
"Are you serious, Harry? I've heard it was bad at those muggles, but…"
"But Dumbledore kept explaining things away, saying things like 'it's safer for him there.' Blah blah blah. One of these days he's going to send me there and I'll end up dead. Tonks, if I may ask a personal question…" Harry began.
"Sure Harry… I guess…" Tonks replied quietly.
"How much do you make as an Auror?"
"Not much, since I'm in training. Of course, being a metamorphagus has it's perks. I aced concealment." Tonks laughed. "Why?"
"I was just curious. I mean… your mum is Andromeda Tonks, right?" Harry asked.
"Yes, how did you know that?" Tonks asked.
"My Godfather told me." Harry said. "He's your cousin, and an innocent man, to boot. Once we hit Gringotts, all I need then is a pensieve. That way I can show you…"
"You know where Sirius Black is?" Tonks asked, shocked.
"No, I don't know exactly where he is…" Harry began. "But I do know he isn't after me. He wasn't the one that betrayed my parents and killed those muggles thirteen years ago. That's why I want to go to Gringotts. They may have something in my parents will that would help him."
"Mum always said that Sirius didn't have it in him to kill muggles… something about not being the pureblood racist like her parents or something like that. I'd love to see him again, but I haven't seen him since I was nine."
"Well… If he owls me, I'll let him know." Harry said cautiously, as they entered the Leaky Cauldron. Harry waived to Tom as they made their way back towards the back alley and the entrance to Diagon Alley. "Besides, Tonks, aren't you supposed to be 'searching for him'?"
"Harry, you're one of three people that have said Sirius was innocent. My mum, whom I trust most, you, and Dumbledore. As you and Dumbledore have been saying the same thing, then I really can't disbelieve Dumbledore on that count. If everything else you say is true, then…"
"Then you'll believe me more than you do him?" Harry finished. "Tonks… I can't say that I trust you yet. That would be foolish. If I were to ask you for an unbreakable vow, never to betray me to the Dark side, or to anyone I do not wish to know, would you do it?"
"Harry, that's asking a lot of me…" Tonks said carefully. "I can't in my right mind do anything like that until I have all the facts. I can't say I trust Dumbledore completely, hell, I can't say I trust you completely…"
"I understand, Tonks. I thought I would ask, because I need to find people that I can honestly trust. Right now, that list is only up to six. Sirius, Ginny, Ron, Remus, Fred and George. Although I trust Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, because they seem like they only want what's best for me. But Dumbledore… he's been keeping things from me… especially about my family." Harry said as they moved towards the great white building of Gringotts. "Hell, Tonks, I don't even have normal clothes… everything I have is cast-offs. Dumbledore, I think, knows what goes on everywhere, just doesn't do anything about it. That's the main reason I don't want to go back to the Dursleys." Harry stated.
"I wish there was something I could do for you Harry…" Tonks said. "But…Dumbledore won't allow anyone to go near Privet Drive unless it's to pick you up or drop you off."
"So I have no wizarding contact face to face at all…until I get 'bailed out' to go to the Weasleys?" Harry asked.
"Pretty much it."
"Now can you see why I would be totally against that? Especially since Voldemort seems to have a hard on for me?" Harry smirked. Tonks flushed as she stared at Harry. As they approached the counter, Harry turned towards the goblin.
"Master Griphook, A pleasure to see you today." Harry said.
"You remember my name, Mr. Potter." Griphook said.
"But of course. You were the one to show me to my trust vault when I first entered the magical world. But I am here to speak with the Goblins in charge of wills and testaments, and to see what other financial monies I may have when I turn the age of majority." Harry said smoothly. It was a shock to both Tonks and Griphook that Harry spoke so eloquently, but as soon as Harry heard about the Potter Vaults, he needed to be sure of the protocol for addressing Goblins as to not offend them. So, Harry had taken the last week to learn everything he could about the Goblin nation, how they are addressed, and how they did business.
"Of course, Mr. Potter. You will be speaking with Director Ragnot." Griphook replied.
"The manager of Gringotts?" Tonks asked, her eyebrows raised.
"Yes, Miss Tonks. Director Ragnot speaks with only the clients whom have been with Gringotts since its inception, and the Potter Family is that." Griphook replied.
"Master Griphook, I would like you to attend this meeting as well, as my Goblin liason. As I am new to the Goblin traditions, I will need a goblin with your experience to aid me."
"Mr. Potter, while I appreciate the respect you show me, I have not the experience nor the background to properly aid you." Griphook said, bowing low.
"That was not the experience I was suggesting, Griphook. On my first ever trip to Gringotts, you took me to my vault. You showed me the ways of the Goblin nation, and were polite to an eleven year old child whom you did not know at the time. This, above all else, entitles you to that of which you believe you do not deserve." Harry said without hesitation. Griphook looked up at Harry and smiled.
"Thank you, Mr. Potter. You do me honor." Griphook said. The Goblin led Tonks and Harry to Ragnot's office, where he ushered Harry in. Tonks made to follow, but Griphook held out his hand. "I'm sorry, Miss Tonks, but you cannot be privy to this. It is only for Mr. Potter and Director Ragnot."
"Yes, Tonks, please wait for me out in the lobby. I'm not sure I want anyone to know what's going on." Harry replied. "If it suits you, I'll tell you later if there's anything of importance." Tonks looked at Harry, but nodded her assent. Harry followed Griphook into the office where another goblin, who seemed as if he was really elderly, sat behind a desk.
"Mr. Potter, I understand you wish to have your parents will read?" Ragnot asked.
"Yes, Director Ragnot. Master Griphook tells me that only I will be able to listen to it. Is there a reason for this?" Harry asked.
"Yes. You are the sole heir to the Potter family, minus some small amounts of gold left for Remus Lupin. As this will has not been read after the death of your parents, the gold has not been transferred. You need to place a drop of blood on this identification parchment in order for you to claim your inheritance and verify that you are indeed Harry James Potter." Harry smiled as he took a dagger from the goblin and pricked his finger. Immediately, words began appearing on the parchment.
Harry James Potter
Heir of: James Andrew Potter, Lily Marie Potter; Heir of: Godric Gryffindor; Heir of: Sirius Orion Black (Not Deceased); Magical Heir of Salazar Slytherin; Familial Heir of Helga Hufflepuff; Familial Heir of Rowena Ravenclaw-Gryffindor
Vaults: Potter Family Vault; Harry J. Potter Trust Fund Vault; Private Vault of James Potter; Gryffindor Family Vault; Hogwarts Vault; Black Family Vault;
Properties: Potter Castle, Potter Manor, House at Godric's Hallow; HSWW; Gryffindor Manor; #12 Grimmuld Place, Black Manor;
If you're reading this, then I have passed on in life. I do hope I have done so with honor. If you haven't noticed from the identification parchment, you are the heir to the founders, and to my best friend Sirius Black. Therefore, everything you see on the parchment is yours. I know that Sirius has made you his heir, the day you were born in fact. If he should have a child before you reach the age of majority, then it will not appear on the parchment. However, if it does, then you are now a legal adult in the wizarding world. Not only that, as the only male heir of the Potter line, you are the head of house for the House of Potter.
There is something I need to tell you, son. I hope you already know, but knowing Dumbledore like I do, you do not. You have a sister. She was born four minutes after you, and was immediately taken away to be raised muggle. As I believe that she was renamed by her new family, we had named her Rose Lily Potter. She has your mother's brains, I'm sure. She is the most beautiful brown haired, brown eyed child. The only thing I know is that she was raised somewhere in Caldwell, and their last name is Granger . She should be joining you at Hogwarts, however I doubt you would know if she's your sister or not. Chances are she was sorted into Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw would be a likely candidate too.
'Bloody Merlin, Hermione's my sister!' Harry thought.
With that said, my son, please take care of her if you find her. Under Magical Wills law, if there is a son borne, a daughter cannot inherit, even if the son dies. I hope that you will have your mother's heart, and take care of your sister until time of her marriage.
He will have my heart! I know it. Hello my son. It's your mum. I'm sorry your father had to bring up your sister. She was taken from us because of a prophecy given by Sybill Trelawney. She may not be a seer per-se, but to Dumbledore, it seemed real, and if you're reading this, then the events of the prophecy happened. The prophecy says: 'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies. And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, for he shall have power the Dark Lord knows not. Neither can live while the other survives.' There have been many translations of this prophecy by Dumbledore, but what it means to us, really is that if we are the ones who are killed, not the Longbottoms, then you will have the power to defeat Voldemort. Should we be the ones dead, then you are to live with Sirius. He was not our secret keeper. Peter Pettigrew was our secret keeper, and if we're dead, he is the one responsible. Dumbledore knows this, as he performed the Fidelus Charm.
Now, Now, Lils, don't scare him. Yes, Harry, your mum and I have discussed this prophecy to great lengths. There are things out there that Voldemort has done to ensure his survival, as Lily and I have discovered. Unfortunately, Dumbledore knows nothing of it, because we lost a lot of trust in him. We have our own reasons for that, but I'm sure by the time you read this, you'll understand. Now, to get to the actual will:
I, James Andrew Potter, and I, Lily Marie Potter, bequeath everything we own to our Son, Harry James Potter, save for the following:
To Sirius Orion Black: We leave you Harry. He is your godson, and you are the best friend any man could ask for. If you are unable to care for Harry, he is to go to Remus Lupin, then Frank and Alice Longbottom, if not them, then Arthur and Molly Weasley.
To Remus Lupin: We leave you 100,000 Galleons. GET YOURSELF SOME NEW ROBES MAN! Moony, you are also my best friend, and I thank Merlin everyday for your friendship.
To Arthur and Molly Weasley: If you have retained custody of Harry, then you shall be receiving 10,000 galleons a year for his upkeep. I know that is too much, but I figure if he's going to have 6 brothers and a 'sister' (wink wink) then they should be taken care of too.
To Ginerva Weasley- You may not know it yet, and I'm sure Harry doesn't, but we leave you with taking care of Harry after we're gone. You are to be his mate, his confidante, and life-bond. This was already figured out before you were born, and if you both choose to complete the bonding, then I wish you well. You are to be told of this bonding by your eleventh birthday… both of you.
'So that's why I had that compulsion to save Ginny in the Chamber… I wonder if she knows?' Harry thought.
Finally, Harry. You have everything else. Potter Castle, Potter Manor, the House at Godric's Hallow. .etc. Please set aside some money for your sister, and give her one of the properties. I would prefer she have the house at Godric's hallow, as when she gets married or bonded, she cannot own a manor or castle, and I wish for it to stay in the family. The choice is yours, of course.
To Frank and Alice Longbottom: We leave you, my dear friends, all of our notes and books on the research we have done together. May you use it well. If you do not survive, then it is to go to your son, Neville.
Thus ends our Will. James Andrew Potter, Lily Marie Potter
"Do you have any questions, Mr. Potter?' Ragnot asked.
"Yes sir. My father says that I'm now head of the family. What does that mean?" Harry asked. "I was muggle raised, as Dumbledore placed me with my mother's sister, so I do not know what it all means."
"What it means, Mr. Potter, is that you are now legally an adult, and head of the Potter Family, Black Family, and Gryffindor Family. As you are not the oldest heir to the Hufflepuff family, you are not the head. You are also the head of the Ravenclaw family, as there are no male heirs."
"But Sirius Black is still alive! He should be the head!" Harry retorted.
"That is true, Mr. Potter. However, Mr. Black is currently a convicted felon. When that is overturned, you may pass the ring back to him. Until then, you are the rightful head of house." Ragnot said.
"Okay… so what do I have to do?" Harry asked. Ragnot smiled as he pulled out five rings.
"You place these rings on your fingers. The Potter Family Ring goes on your left Middle finger. The Gryffindor Family Ring goes on your right middle finger. The Black Family Ring goes on your Right ring finger, the Ravenclaw Family Ring will go on your right index finger, and the Hogwarts ring will go on your left middle finger also. It will merge with your family ring, as you are directly descended from Gryffindor by blood." Ragnot said. Harry took each ring and placed them on his hands as instructed. With each rings placement, Harry felt a surge of power. "The Potter family ring is also a portkey ring. This will allow you to travel to any Potter property. That includes Gryffindor Manor. The ring can not be removed by force, nor will portkey wards prevent entry. This is particular for Hogwarts. Your Hogwarts ring allows you to be master of the castle. You will have control of the wards, the castle itself, and everything on Hogwarts grounds. The paintings and ghosts included."
"Bloody hell." Harry said, sitting back in awe. Ragnot just smiled at him.
"In the matter of the last half hour, Mr. Potter, you have become the richest wizard in the world, with a little over 45 trillion galleons. Translated into muggle money, you would bankrupt the entire worlds economy. I do not say this to scare you even more, Mr. Potter, but as an idea of just how important you are to Gringotts." Ragnot said.
"Right. Director Ragnot, I thank you for your time. I believe I must retrieve my sister, and take care of some other business. In the meantime, may I ask a couple of small favors of you?" Harry asked.
"Of course, Mr. Potter." Ragnot said.
"First, I will need an identification parchment, so I may prove to my sister that she is related. I do not believe she would be so easily swayed. Secondly, I wish to know exactly who has been in the Potter vaults or my trust fund vaults since I was born. The only things that should have been taken from there are for my school supplies, some I took out personally, and tuition. I do not believe I have withdrawn more than 200 galleons a year since my first year at Hogwarts."
"We have that right here, Mr. Potter. According to our records, there have been withdraws of 103 galleons, 13 sickles and 3 knuts this year personally by you or Mrs. Molly Weasley from your trust fund vault. There is a monthly stipend of 2,000 pounds going to Vernon and Petunia Dursley, which equates to about 1000 galleons a month for your care. However, there has been a total withdraw of 6,000 galleons made by Albus Dumbledore from your trust fund, 510,200 from your family vault. Hogwarts tuition is 2,000 galleons per school year, so that would explain your trust fund vault. It does not explain the family vault. As I know, you had no access to those vaults until you placed the ring on your finger."
"So, in other words, Albus Dumbledore stole over a half of a million galleons from me?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Mr. Potter. Also taken from your family vault were some tomes, weapons, and small items. We can have these items repossessed immediately, and have your funds back in your accounts. It will come directly from the Vault of Dumbledore, and if there is not sufficient funds then we shall foreclose on all Dumbledore properties." Ragnot said. Harry looked at the goblin, who seemed to have a blood lust look in his eye. Harry couldn't believe that Dumbledore would stoop so low as to steal from him.
"Do it, please. I will also need a bottomless money bag so that I may do my shopping." Harry replied. "Also, I wish for you to stop all payments to Vernon and Petunia Dursley, as they have not cared for me at all. As you can see by the way I'm dressed, they give me cast-offs of my cousin."
"As you wish, Mr. Potter. Here is the identification parchment." Ragnot handed him an identical parchment to which he had dropped his blood on. He also took the money bag, which Ragnot immediately keyed him in. With that, Harry and Tonks left Gringotts.