Alright. I've just sort of made this up from the top of my head, and will try to keep it going. It may make no sense at times, but i'll try my best.

Starts 5th year. Harry decides to start living 'Siriusly'. Starts off a bit serious, then 'hopefully' becomes a more light hearted. Not 100% sure where ts going, but lets just see what happens. Planning to involve some levels of Harry/Katie Bell, maybe Harry/Others... I'm making it up as i go... Want to come along for the ride? Rated T... might change, depends where it goes.

Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter, any of the places or Characters.


Chapter 1 - Diagon Alley

There was very little for a young Harry Potter to do in Little Whinging during the summer between his fourth and fifth years at Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry. And the lack on information from his friends bothered him, a lot.

He had been forced to enter a life threatening tournament, restricted for students 17 and older, yet he, only 14, was entered against his wishes. Harry had given up being surprised when bad things happened to him, he just accepted it and continued. He went toe-to-toe with a dragon and still had the scar to prove it. He took that stupid clue from the golden egg seriously and stayed back to help save young Gabrielle Delacour from the black lake. And then he had to complete the maze. He had somehow survived against a Sphinx, an Acromantula, one of Hagrid's Blast-ended-skrewts and a Boggart, before being port-keyed away to a grave yard to be forced to help his parent murderer come back to life, minutes after watching Cedric being killed right in front of him.

Overall, it wasn't a good year. But what concerned Harry the most, was that he was honestly undecided if Voldermort's return was the worst part of the year. He had been tortured, and had his arm cut open at the hand of Wormtail, but for most of the year, he was shunned by those he cared about. Ron, his best friend, refused to believe him, refused to accept that Harry didn't want any fame, he wanted nothing but to be ignored and left alone. The rest of his house was furious that he got the position and not Katie Bell or another older student, they too refused to believe him. Even the staff refused to believe him, looking down on him like he was just a child.

In fact, as far as he can remember, there were only four people who accepted his word unconditionally. Sirius of course, his Godfather knew it was an elaborate plan to kill Harry and help in all the ways he could. Professor McGonagall surprised him by believing him. He could feel her tension when ever she saw him, and he was honestly glad that his head of house believed him. He was surprised when Katie Bell came up to him and told him she was glad there was a Gryffindor champion, even if said champion was forced to enter. That helped the rest of the house accept him, although the majority of them still didn't believe him. The most important person who believed him, was, without a doubt, Hermione.

His best friend had accepted him without any doubt. They had always had a close bond between each other, and for one reason or another, they both knew when the other was lying or needed a friend. They could communicate silently by just looking at each other, they both trusted each other unconditionally. He had always liked Hermione, ever since she gave him his first hug during their first year, he knew he felt something more than friendship towards his bushy haired friend. His heart had stopped when he saw her petrified during their second year, and he spent hours and hours with her. Just talking or holding her hand. He had even kissed her, but she would never know. She risked her own life to help his godfather, even though it had no benefit for herself.

It was for her that he forgave Ron after the first task. He had accepted that he was beginning to like Hermione more than a friend before the first task, yet he knew both her and Ron had feelings for each other, so he stepped aside. He refrained asking her to the Yule Ball, hoping Ron would man-up and ask her. It was also the reason he turned down staying with the Weasleys this summer, he knew Hermione would be staying there, and if they could be together without him, maybe they would get together. At times he hated being the noble sod he was.

He hadn't received any letters at all from Ron since the end of term. Hermione replied almost instantly to him, trying to just talk to him, to keep his spirits up. Sirius and Remus were mailing him too, telling him of what was happening at Sirius'. From what he could gather, the Weasleys and Hermione were staying with Sirius, Remus and an auror called Tonks. He was again glad he decided to stay at the Dursley's. Yes they mostly ignored him and he only ate one small meal a day, but that's exactly was Harry wanted.

He didn't want people pitying him. He didn't want people worrying about him. He had been at the front lines of this war since he was eleven years old. All he asked for was to be kept in the loop, kept up to date as to why Voldermort was trying to kill him. He was the one who had alerted the world to Voldermort's return, he was the one who duelled the Dark Lord and survived, he was the one who was bloody tortured, but he was also the only one to be kept in the dark. Hermione had told him Dumbledore forced them to tell Harry nothing, she even got reprimanded by the Head Master for arguing that Harry needed to know.

Due to the lack of information, and the lack of ability to perform magic, Harry began his physical training. Although he hated to admit it, the Twi-Wizard tournament was very good for his physical shape, his constant Quidditch training helped too. He had managed to 'borrow' his cousins old training weights, (Dudley had been given some new ones).

It was during Harry's third week of the summer when he stopped replying to most of the letters he was sent. The lack of information and the obvious pity was causing him more anger than he wanted. He replied to Sirius and Remus every so often, and he made sure to send a small note to Sirius every Monday and Friday to ensure nobody would come visit him. It was this time when Harry took his training up a level. He ran for hours at a time, carrying small weights in each hand as he ran, focusing on his overall stamina than anything else.

Over the next couple of weeks, Harry became increasingly thankful for his most faithful friend. Hedwig. He was beginning to miss Sirius and Hermione more and more, but his faithful familiar seemed to know instantly when something was wrong with Harry, and her simply landing on his knee and looking up at him with her bright amber eyes, was enough to make Harry smile. She was given full reign to fly for this summer, something that pleased both Harry and Hedwig, yet he knew his familiar was looking forward to when she would have to deliver her masters next letter.

Luckily for the beautiful snowy white owl, it wasn't long until she was called on once more.

It was one week before Harry was due to return to Hogwarts. It was a lovely rainy Wednesday morning, when he a hoot and a nibble from Hedwig reminded him it was his birthday. And once again his friends responded brilliantly. He opened Hermione's package first, and looked in wonder at his new seeker goggles, designed to change their prescription depending on the seeker. Ron sent him a box of chocolate frogs. The twins sent him a huge box of all their latest goods, and a note saying he has unlimited purchases from their shop. (When we get one). Hagrid sent him a box of rock cakes. Harry didn't eat them, but the thought is what counts. Mr and Mrs Weasley sent him a book on Quidditch while Bill gave him a new wand holder to be strapped on his wrist. (He had told them his was damaged while fighting Voldermort. What intrigued him the most, though, was his note from Sirius.

When you come to my house, I have some thing to offer you. And your present.

After sending back his thank you, Harry's life fell back into its usual routine of training and hearing nothing.


It was a day after Harry's birthday when he received his Hogwarts letter, and much to his surprise, he received the Quidditch captain badge and a letter explaining why he was chosen.

Dear Mr Potter,

As much as this may be a surprise to you, I have given you the captaincy for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. As you have probably guessed, I originally offered this to Miss Johnson, however, she has decided that her N.E.W.T''s must come first. Both herself and Miss Spinnet will remain on the team, (If you allow them,) however, they have declined any positions of responsibility.

I received a letter from Miss Bell, not long after, explaining she would recommend yourself, as you seem a more natural leader than anyone else in the team. (Something which I agree on.)

I wish you and your team the best of luck.

P.S. Do try and win the cup again, Mr Potter. It looks rather good in my office.

P.P.S. There will be another formal ball this year, Mr Potter.

P.P.P.S. Happy Birthday for yesterday.

Sincerely

Deputy Headmistress,

Professor McGonagall

Harry was frozen in his seat. He had not expected the captaincy at all. Oliver Wood had left but Harry was the youngest out of the rest of the team. The chasers were all brilliant, and would each make superb captains. The twins not so much good captains, but they were superb beaters. He had expected Angelina to get it, but both her and Alica (his second choice) turned it down. Personally, he would have chosen Katie as the next captain, but from what he picked up in the letter, she doubted her own abilities as leader.

Harry doubted his own too, but after him, there was only Fred and George who were left on the team, and they wouldn't make the best captains in Hogwarts. He also doubted his own knowledge on the other positions on the team as he knew the captain was supposed to watch his team during the games, but he needed to focus on the snitch. That's when the idea is him. With a quick note to Professor McGonagall informing her of his plan, Harry began his letter to his team mate.

Hey Katie,

As you've probably guessed by Hedwig giving you this, its Harry.

Could you get to Diagon alley any time on Friday? I have an offer for you. You can just reply with Hedwig, she'll wait for you.

See you soon, hopefully.

Harry.

"Hey girl." Harry said softly to Hedwig. "Can you take this to Hogwarts and this one to Katie Bell?" Harry paused as he attached the letters. "I don't know where she lives girl, but I know you can find her."

Hedwig lifter her chest up proudly at her masters praise, before leaning to to nibble his ear affectionately.

"What for a reply from her." Harry whispered before Hedwig gave him a blink and took off.

"Now I wait."

Hedwig returned much sooner than Harry had expected, it had only been about a day.

"Nice work girl." Harry said as Hedwig lifted her leg for Harry to take the letter. "You can have a rest if you want, I left some food for you." He was replied with a hoot as his faithful friend fluttered over to is drawers to eat the remaining food.

Opening the letter, Harry began to read with growing excitement.

Dear Harry.

I guessed it would be you when I saw Hedwig. Have I mentioned you have the most beautiful owl I've ever seen? Not to mention well trained. Lucky sod.

"Hear that girl." Harry said looking up from the letter. "Katie thinks your the most beautiful and well behaved owl she's ever seen." He watched with a chuckle his owl puff her chest out in pride before continuing to eat the dinner, before returning to the letter.

Anyway, Yeah, I can meat you there for midday if you like? The Leaky Cauldron? We can go for ice cream! And get our Hogwarts stuff too!

Let me know if that's alright.

Love

Katie.

X

Harry stared at the letter for a couple of minutes before his mind restarted. Did he just manage to ask Katie Bell to go to Diagon Alley with him? And she even suggested Ice Cream? He had always liked Katie. She was the first girl he really noticed, being almost his age and on the same team, as well as being rather attractive, and she just accepted to go for ice cream with him?

Shaking his head, Harry began to realise, for the first time, he didn't really have any nice clothes.

Quickly scribbling a reply, Harry started to pace his bedroom, wondering if he would have time to get himself some half decent clothes by Friday. Or at least some clothes of his own. Giving up on that hope, Harry decided sleep was the best thing he could do now.


Friday morning came much faster than Harry was expecting. He had been looking forward to his trip out with Katie, that he had forgotten to reply to Sirius' letter. It was about about 10 O'clock when Harry quickly dressed in his best second hand clothes and quickly scribbled a note to for Hedwig to send.

Sirius,

Got plans with a friend.

Can you look after Hedwig?

Harry.

"Stay with Sirius girl." Harry whispered. "Come back tonight."

Hedwig hooted in reply, gave Harry's ear a small nibble before taking off out the window.

Harry knew he was being watched. They tried to follow him when he went running, but he was becoming too quick for them to keep up. He had a feeling it was Dumbledore's people making sure he never left the house, but he was taking no chances today.

Grabbing his invisibility cloak, Harry headed out the house. Deciding it was better to walk a few blocks away before calling the Knight Bus. He walked past what was clearly a wizard trying to blend in by wearing muggle clothing, forcing him to hold his breath to stop him from laughing.

After a half an hour walk, and an uncomfortable conversation with Stan Shunpike on the Knight Bus, Harry arrived at the Leaky Cauldron with half an hour to spare.

"Harry!" A female voice called out from across the room. Harry instinctively prepared his wand on his forearm holder as he slowly moved towards the voice.

"Still as wary as ever I see, Potter." The voice said again as Harry quickly turned to see the grinning face of Katie Bell standing in the booth next to him. She giggled as Harry instantly relaxed before she pulled him into a hug.

Harry was not a big fan on physical contact. He spend the first eleven years of his life associating contact with pain, however, since his time at Hogwarts he was learning to accept hugs from certain people.

Hermione and Mrs Weasley were the top of that list, hugging him when ever they saw him, however, Harry was also getting used to the girls on the Gryffindor Quidditch team hugging him.

"Still not used to hugs?" Katie teased with a small smile as Harry awkwardly hugged her back.

"I've getting better." He said with a grin as they slid in the booth facing each other.

"Ok." Katie started. "Before you tell me why you wanted to meet me, and we go for ice cream, I just want to say I believe you."

"Huh?" Harry asked after a moments silence, his head tilted, one eyebrow raised, a look of total confusion.

Katie couldn't help but chuckle slightly before she began to explain. "You haven't been reading the Prophet have you?" She asked with a frown.

"No, Me and the Prophet don't get along too well." Harry said in a serious tone before smirking at the girl opposite him.

Katie laughed for a second before continuing. "Well they've been saying how your a delusional liar and you-know-who isn't really back."

"So nothing really new then?" Harry asked with another grin.

"I'm being serious here, Harry!" Katie half scolded half smirked.

"Ok, sorry." Harry said with a roll of the eyes, earning him a smack on the arm. "Ow. Ok, I'll be good."

"Good." Katie said with a smile. "But most of the country thinks you and Dumbledore are lying. And you wont be as well received as you normally are."

"So it's last year all over again?" Harry said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"In a way." Katie said softly. "I believed you, you know. Last year."

"I know." Harry replied after a moment. "You always do." He added with a smile.

Katie smiled back before looking at her hands on the desk. "And I believe you now too. That he killed Cedric, that he's back and that you fought him, survived and managed to bring Cedric's body back too."

"Very impressive by the way." She added with a wink after bringing her face up to look at him.

"Thank you." Harry said sincerely, failing to hide is blush at Katie's praise, before a grin came across his face. "But I'm guessing your wondering why I asked you here."

"I am, yes." Katie said with a slightly confused look on her face.

"Well, McGonagall informed me that Angelina and Alica turned down the Quidditch Captaincy to focus on their exams." Katie nodded.

"And you were next on the list to become captain." She nodded again.

"But you recommended me for it."

"Cos you'll be a much better captain than I will." She explained, looking down at the table.

"Well I disagree." Harry said, causing Katie to snap her head up to look at him.

"And as you know, a captain has to be able to watch their team during every match. And I can't do that if I'm Snitch hunting." Harry explained with a grin. He paused to watch Katie as she tried to work out what he was offering.

"So..." She began.

"Co-Captains?" Harry asked, extending his hand out to her.

"C-Co-" Katie spluttered as she looked between Harry's hand and his face.

"You know my arm's starting to hurt holding it up like this." Harry said with a wink as Katie grabbed his hand, pulled him out the booth and hugged him, mumbling about him being the best Quidditch team mate in the world.

"Is that a yes then?" Harry asked with a smile.

"Are we even allowed to be co-captains?" Katie asked after pulling away form him, her hands still on his shoulders.

"McGonagall said we can." Harry shrugged as Katie pulled him into another hug before pulling away, her hands again on his shoulders.

"You've grown." She said, looking him up and down. "Bulked up to." She added as she moved her hands down his arms. There was a pause as Katie seemed to realise what she was doing. Quickly pulling away and blushing, Katie quickly tried to change the subject.

"So, Ice cream?" She asked, pulling his arm towards Diagon alley.

"Is that to cool you down after your nice little blush there?" Harry teased, wondering where this sudden confidence came from, but he realised he liked it.

"Prat." Katie said over her shoulder before letting him fall in step beside him. "I've noticed your eyes during Quidditch too. So don't give me none of that." She said with a smirk as Harry started to blush again.

"I do enjoy flying behind you." Harry said cheekily, winking when she looked up at him.

"Oh, I know." She responded, swaying her hips and bumping in to him gently a few times.

Harry laughed in return as he put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a quick squeeze. Laughing as she snapped her head in in surprise.

"Told you I'm getting better." He said as he gave her a little squeeze again, allowing Katie to put her arms around his stomach and squeeze him back, before they let go and continued their walk across Diagon Alley.

"Your quite the flirt, Mr Potter." Katie said after a moments pause. "It's different. I like it." She finished wish a cheesy grin as Harry gently pushed her with his shoulder.

"Harry?" Katie asked carefully as they walked towards Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.

"Yeah?"

"Those aren't your own clothes... are they?" Katie asked softly, chancing a look up at him.

Harry froze, his eyes dropping to look down. "Er..."

"Tell me Harry." Katie asked, turning to face him and placing her hand on his arm.

"There my cousins clothes. I've never had my own before." Harry said softly.

"Tell me about living with them." Katie demanded in a soft tone, her eyes mixing with anger and worry.

"Please, don't." Harry started, chancing a look in her eyes. "If I promise to tell you when we get to Hogwarts, will you not make me tell you now?" He begged. "This is the first time I've been somewhere that's not Hogwarts with only a friend." He finished quietly.

Katie's eyes softened instantly, before her face broke into a mischievous smile.

"Alright," She started. "One one condition."

"...I'm not going to like this... am I?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"I get to take you shopping." She finished with a big smile, ignoring Harry's question.

"Sounds fun." Harry replied with a smile.

"Really?" She asked, taken back by his willingness.

"Yeah..."

Katie beamed at him, before she started rambling.

"Well, my dad can lend you money. My families quite well off. He wont mind. You'll have to pay him back though. But I could lend you some? If you wanted to. I have a bit myself. We don't have to buy you everything..."

Shaking his head in amusement, Harry grabbed her hand and started to pull her towards Gringotts.

"What do you need from Gringotts?" Katie asked curiously as she noticed where they heading. She reasoned Harry would be poor, as shown with his clothes.

"You'll see." He replied with a wink.

"Hello Griphook." Harry greeted with a smile as he approached the ageing Goblin behind one of the desks.

"Ah Mr Potter." Griphook returned. "Welcome back. Here to visit your vaults?"

"Just the Trust Vault today, Griphook, my friend." Harry said with a smile. "Here's my key."

"Vaults?" Katie asked, her mouth hanging slightly open.

"Yeah." Harry whispered. "The trust vault holds about 5% of the full Potter Galleon fortune."

Katie froze as she looked at Harry, who just grinned and grabbed her hand again and pulled her towards Griphook.

"Come on."

"You are truly one of a kind wizard, Mr Potter." Griphook said with a small bow, which Harry returned.

"How so?"

"My name has never been remember by a wizard before. Nor have I been called a friend." Griphook answered as he opened the door to the cart. "And I believe your also friends with a certain...eccentric house-elf?" He finished with a grin, which looked more like a sneer.

"Ah, Dobby." Harry said with a smile. "Got to love him."

"Who's Dobby?" Katie asked from beside him.

"An old house elf of Malfoy's that I freed. Tried to stop me coming to Hogwarts, to save me from the Basilisk."

"Third year? Right?" She asked, receiving a nod in return.

"Well your third year. He was the one who enchanted the bludger to chase me too." Harry said with a slight wince at the thought of Skele-grow.

"My god... you have had an interesting first four years."

"That's one way to put it." Harry shrugged as the cart sped of to Harry's vault. "Remind me on some time and I'll tell you the full details."

"I hate those things." Katie shivered as she stepped out the cart.

"Really?" Harry asked, looking at the cart. "It's just like a big broom." Harry explained, opening his arms wide to emphasise the big.

"A broom I can control." Katie mumbled before turning to follow Griphook. Who began to open Harry's trust vault.

Harry climbed into the vault first, before kneeling down by a large pile of galleons and filling a bag with them.

"Hey, Griphook." Harry asked as he turned to the goblin. "Is there a way I can carry a sort of credit card or something to access this without having to come in here to refill it 3 times a day?"

"Of course, Mr Potter." Griphook answered. "We have variety of muggle debit cards for such things."

"Call me Harry." Harry answered. "And could I have one of them?"

"Of course." Griphook bowed before turning to wait outside the vault. "Strange wizard indeed."

"You can come in you know, Katie." Harry called as he continued to fill up a couple of bags.

"Woooaahhh." Katie's voice echoed as she stepped into the vault.

"Did you say this was just 5%...?" She asked, trailing off at the end.

"Yeah." Harry replied, turning to face her after filling her last bag. "You didn't expect me to be poor when I replaced my Nimbus 2000 with a Firebolt...did you?"

He chuckled as Katie started playing with a lock of her hair, mumbling while looking down at her feet.

"Well. I guess we don't have to worry about you forcing me to spend to much on clothes." Harry grinned.

He watched in amusement as Katie's eye lit up. "You really shouldn't let a girl have unlimited resources to buy you new clothes." She grinned as they made their way to the cart.

"What if I told you I need an entire new wardrobe?" Harry asked with an innocent look on his face.

"I may need some help here." Katie said thoughtfully.

"We don't have to get everything today." Harry offered. "And I still want some ice cream." He finished in a forced child's voice, bringing a chuckle from Katie.

The rest of the day went by with a blur for Harry. After he received his debt card, he and Katie moved into muggle London for shopping. Being a half-blood, Katie was brought up in a mostly muggle way so she was an expert at shopping. Much to Harry's chagrin.

The only source of embarrassment that Harry was put through was when he was trying on the clothes Katie told him too. He had not thought about the increase in muscle tone on his body due to all his training, in truth, he hadn't even noticed. Katie, however, did notice.

After being dragged into a sports shop, Katie was adamant that Harry buy some sports clothing for Quidditch. After trying on a new top and getting Katie's nod of approval, Harry began to remove it. He lifted it over his head and hung in back up before he heard a sudden gasp.

"Woaah." Katie's voice reached him softly.

"Huh? Katie?" Harry called back, stepping out of the changing room to look at her. She was staring straight at him, her mouth slightly open, a blush on her face.

"What you looking for? Do I have something on me?" Harry asked in confusion, turning around to try to look at his back before giving up and moving towards the still staring Katie, who's eyes were now on his chest.

"Hellooo?" Harry asked with a smirk, waving his hand in front of his friend.

"Huh?" Katie replied, snapping out of her trance.

"You were staring." Harry said in a teasing tone.

"I...er...I..." She stammered, her face reddening.

"See something you like?" Harry replied with a grin, deciding at this moment to embrace this new found self confidence.

"Prat." Katie grinned back. "But when were you like... you know... this?" She finished, gently placing her finger on his chest.

"Like what?" Harry asked, his confusion returning.

"All muscley." Katie's blush grew. "You used to be scrawny. Now you..."

"Now I'm..." Harry asked, curious about how she was going to finish.

"Well...hot..." She finished with a even bigger blush as she looked away from him.

"Ahh..." Harry said, finally grasping the situation, before turning back to the changing room and putting his old shirt back on, much to the disappointment of Katie. After paying for the things she told him too, Harry and Katie left the shop, Katie still waiting for his answer.

"So why you bulk up so much?" Katie asked curiously. "To impress a certain bushy haired Gryffindor?" She finished with a smirk, giggling at Harry's increasing blush. But the blush left as quickly as it came.

"I wish it was that simple." Harry said softly, his eyes looking straight ahead, not trusting himself to glance down at his friend. Katie waited, sensing that now is not the time for teasing.

"When the most powerful dark wizard the world has ever seems has a personal grudge against you..." Harry paused and sighed before continuing. "You need to be prepared to defend those you love."

Katie paused for a second as Harry kept on walking, she noticed what Harry had said, or more what he didn't say.

"Protect his loved ones... not himself..." Katie whispered before jogging a few steps to catch up, determined to make the rest of today happy for him. The wizarding world wont show him any mercy.

After several hundreds of pounds later and a bowl of ice cream later, Harry and Katie were making their way back towards Diagon Alley.

"Ok." Harry said, struggling to carry all his bags. "What do you want?"

"Huh?"

"You've spent the best part of today helping my buy a ridiculous amount of clothes." Harry grinned. "Now it's your turn to buy anything you want. As a thank you."

"N-No.." Katie spluttered. "You can't do that!"

"You did see my vault right?" Harry asked with a twinkle in his eye. "We haven't even made a dent in it."

"Bu-But..."

"No buts." Harry said firmly. "McGonagall told me there will be another ball this year. Lets go get that dress you liked."

Letting off a girlish squeal that he wasn't aware she would ever make, Katie jumped and hugged him, kissing his cheek before pulling his along towards the shop where she saw the dress.

Arriving back at the Leaky Cauldron, Katie turned to Harry before leaving back into muggle London get home.

"Send me a letter before the end of summer, Harry." Katie said as she turned to look at him, before she shrunk his bags until the start of term. "Enlarge them when we get back." She smirked as she stood on her tip toes, put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

"Happy Birthday, Harry." She said softly after she felt his arms move around her waist. She leaned up and kissed him on the other cheek. Freezing slightly in surprise when she felt Harry's lips press against her own cheek.

"I'll write to you before school." Harry said softly.

"I've had fun today." She said. "I'll look out for Hedwig."

She waved as she stepped out Harry's arms and exited the Leaky Cauldron, leaving Harry to do the last job on his list today.

He entered Gringotts with a emotionless look on his face.

"Hello Griphook." Harry greeted with an emotionless tone.

"I see that it is time, M- Harry." Griphook said with a nod.

"Yes." Harry replied. "It's for the best."

"You have the support of the Goblin nation. Mr Potter." Griphook informed him. "Our King is willing to fight."

"No Goblin shall fight or die in my name, Griphook." Harry said, his tone still emotionless. "Your word to not fight against our side is enough."

"I shall discuss it with our King." Griphook replied with a business like tone. "Now, lets discuss your will."


So what did you think?

I think i got confused with dates, but that can be fixed.

Let me know how your feel it is, i'll attempt to make it more humorous if i can.