The events of the school year before seemed to be all that played through Harry's head. For weeks after he got home from Hogwarts he couldn't eat nor sleep. Hedwig was left to her own devices, watching as poor harry fell deeper and deeper into depression. She was thankful that he remembered to leave the window open. She was able to come and go as she pleased.
Harry couldn't cope with the loss of his godfather he knew that without a doubt it was his fault and he didn't feel like he wanted to live anymore. He only got up to go to the bathroom and after a few days that wasn't a problem.
It was around daybreak and an owl came to the window. It tapped gently and when the owl didn't get a response he tapped at the window till he made such a racket that harry's uncle Vernon yelled to shut up. Harry got up and without looking at the bird let him in thinking that it was Hedwig.
"Sorry Hedwig, I thought the window was open." and with that went and layed back down on his bed. The owl came over and started nipping at Harry's hand and after a few minutes he went ahead and jabbed his beak into Harry's knee. "Bloody hell Hedwig What are you...." Harry looked at the bird mauling his knees. "your not Hedwig" and in response Hedwig gave an indignant hoot that basically said well, duh stupid.
Looking at the letter attached to the owls leg he took it off and let him leave. It was addressed to him from gringott's bank.
Dear Harry Potter,
We are writing to inform you of your magical guardians dismissal to let you come to the reading of one Sirius Orion Black and to ask that this decision was made from both of you. Due to some items in the will we will need you present in order to read it to anyone including but not limited to your magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore. If this is correct please owl us with a response and if please owl us with a response and we will help you figure something out.
Ragnok
Chief-Taine Goblin
Head of Gringotts
Harry looked at the letter with many emotions roaring through him. Starting with anger. How dare Dumbledore not even tell Harry about the will much less not allow him to go to it. It was bad enough he wouldn't let his friends owl him or give Sirius a proper funeral. Then he was filled with an overwhelming sense of guilt. Dumbledore was just trying to help it must be safer if I don't go, but then again it's not allowed to be read at all if I don't go and whoever else might be in it won't get what they deserve. Deciding that it would be best to go harry pulled out a quill and parchment.
Sir Ragnok,
I would like to attend the will of my godfather but am afraid that if I try I will be stopped any suggestions.
Harry Potter
After making that decision harry finally got out of bed. He couldn't take his stench anymore and was starving. He got up and went into the kitchen. After making a sandwich He went upstairs and took a shower. When he was done he had a new attitude about him brought by a full stomach and being able to think clearly. He needed to get ready for war. There was no other way. He left the house and went to the library thinking that if he was going to change he would need help to know how. He grabbed a book on fighting techniques and another on muscle building and endurance and went to the front desk
"Hello, how may I help you"
"Yeah I was wondering if you could tell me how to get a library card. I've never had one before."
"Sure, you just fill out this form right here and show me your I.D. card." as harry did as he was instructed and took it back up to her. The lady already had the card in her hand. " okay are you checking these out today"
"yeah"
"Okay here you go. Have a nice day."
Walking home he already had the books open when he remembered the order where following him around luckily he knew they couldn't have followed him in the library it was too crushed he didn't know why, but it just didn't seem like a good idea to let them see what he was reading. Getting home he sat down on his bed and resolved that the first chance he got he would have to go shopping for new clothes he couldn't run in what he had on he was liable to trip and fall because of how baggy the clothes were on him.
The owl that was there earlier arrived two seconds behind Hedwig it seemed and shook it's leg at Harry. He took the letter and watched it zoom away.
Dear Harry,
I will have a representative from the bank at your house tomorrow morning. The only time he will be available to come and get you will be at 8:00 A.M. and the will reading will not commence until noon. Good day.
Ragnok
Chief-Taine Goblin
Head of Gringotts
Harry set his alarm clock for four in the morning and decided on a disguise from one of Dudley's old Afro wigs and a pair of big sunglasses. With his cloak on he just looked like a weirdo perfectly respectable for a wizard he thought remembering ludo Bagmans outfit, among others dressed for the world cup a couple years back.
