A/N

Dont have much to say...truth be told, I've lost all motivation for writing. I'm trying guys sorry it's taken so long

To Yaw 613 and cleanwar, I haven't decided on a beta yet for my rewrite, I'm gonna write it and send it to you both. The one I like better will be the beta. I dont ming you guys adding things either. PM me you info so I may send it to you when I'm done.

I don't own Harry Potter

Running, that's all he seemed to he doing these days. Harry looked back and saw a wave of darkness, and heading it all was Voldemort himself. At his right side and left side was Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger respectively. Hermione had a blank look in her eyes, but all he could see was anger and hate in Rons.

"Give it up Harry Potter! I've won, your the last of the resistance." Voldemort called out. The war lasted longer than he thought, Harry honestly figured that he'd have ended this at the battle of Hogwarts. However once Neville killed Nagini and Harry had done away with Bellatrix Lestrange, Tom Riddle became infuriated. A massive overpowered imperious and the remaining school was on a witch hunt for Harry. He had been running from them for five years now.

"Finally!" He panted out as he came up to an old mangy boot. Voldemort saw and launched a killing curse, however he missed Potter, but hit the boot at the same time his hand touched it. With a massive bang, Harry Potter was gone.

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"Names Tonks! You ever taken a portkey before?"

Harry nodded, "during the world cup, yea." The pink haired girl smiled and pulled out a bit of string, "alright then, grab ahold kiddo."

Harry wasnt sure what was going on, one minute his cousin was planning on restarting there Harry hunting days, and the next dementors attacked. She had appeared out of nowhere and saved him. Unfortunately, Dudley wasnt so lucky. Harry looked over to the body that was his cousin not even half an hour ago and sighed he grabbed the rope and then disappeared in a blue swirl. But almost instantainiously the portkey violently shook, and Harry, could not keep his grip. He began to be tossed and turned, his eyes caught onto a figure in the chaotic world. His eyes widened when he saw an older version of himself. Then everything went black.

A twenty two year old Harry frowned when he saw the magic swirling around him destroy his younger self, but before he could do anything he felt a tug on his navel and was flung away.

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Albus Dumbledore was stunned, "what happened Nymphadora?"

Her hair changed to a blood red, "first, dont. Call. Me. Nymphadora! Second, I dont know, something happens to the Portkey and Harry was flung off!" Everyone was stunned, Sirius broke down in tears because his godson was dead. Remus just collapsed and everyone else burst into tears, everyone was so sad that nobody saw Ron's slight smirk and extracted the memory from his head to be put into his left arm.

"I'm afraid, that if he didn't become ejected out, then young mister Potter is dead..." Dumbledore collapsed into a chair. Only to leap up again wand in hand when a massive bang happened and a figure was flung onto the table with a resounding crack upon impact.

The table collapsed and everyone heard a string of profanity, "fuck, goddamnit. I broke my wand bloody portkeys."

The man that stood appeared to be the same age as Tonks. His emerald gaze wandered the room, strangely enough though he didn't see anyone. "Grimauld place...haven't been back here for years. KREACHER!"

The pop amazed everyone as the elf bowed and said,"master Harry called?"

"Kreacher, I thought I told you before I left with Ron and Hermione to clean this place up. This is no respectable home for any Blacks. Sirius's eyes widened at the ring on his left hand.

"Master gave no such order sir. He be much olders than he should be."

Harry frowned and noticed his audience, "...Albus? Remus?" He whirled around and saw his godfather, "Sirius? Where am I? What year is it?"

Hermione spoke up,"its...1995 Harry. How old are you?"

Harry looked at his bushy haired friend and said, "I'm twenty two...that means the war hasn't started yet...yes hes still Laying low."

Albus spoke up, "Harry my boy, what happened to you?" Emerald green met a sparkling blue. Dumbledore felt a probe in his mind and instantly began to expel him. But the moment he took action Harry grabbed his conciousness and pulled him into his head. Everyone watched as Albus Dumbledore began to shake uncontrollably and collapse on a chair, "my boy...that all really happened?" Harry just nodded. He turned to the group, "the order meeting starts now. All kids out."

The next few hours Harry explained all the major attacks that would happen that year, "we have to save Amelia Albus. The moment she went down almost all the Aurors seemed to quit...the only Aurors that continued to fight at full capacity was Tonks and Moody. The later of which died a year from now."

Dumbledore nodded, "yes. I'll head out immediately. Do I have your permission to show her your memories?" Harry just nodded.

The meeting concluded not long after that and Harry approached the painting of Walbura Black. "Harry stop!" Sirius jumped up.

Harry ignored his godfather and flung the curtains open, instantly the painting began to scream but Harry just narrowed his eyes, "SILENCE!" he screamed at her. Much to everyone's astonishment she shut up, "listen to me Walburga, the Black family is no longer about blood purity. You practically destroyed the whole family as it is, it's your fault Bellatrix grew insane and your fault Narcissa is stuck with a limp dick looser of a husband and son. Now, if you dont want your name stricken from Black history as a traitor, then I suggest you open up and get lost."

Walburga just stared in awe at the boy, "you seem like Arcturus. But I see someone else in you as well, Andromeda? Are you a child of hers?"

Harry softened at hearing his teachers name, "no. I'm not Andromedas kid...she taught me everything I know though." Walburga smiled and the painting opened up. Harry reached in and brought out two items, a black wand that instantly shot sparks. Harry felt the heat from it and smiled. He took this wand in the future when Tom Riddle destroyed his old Holly wand, he was glad the one hidden in this time lay undisturbed. The other item was a large book that Hermione gasped at.

"Harry...is that a family grimoire?" She was practically salivating at seeing the family's most guarded secrets.

Harry chuckled a little and shut the portrait, "thank you. I'll remove these curtains, but no more complaining about the blood status of everyone here. Alright?" Harry said. Walburga nodded and he took the curtains down. Turning to the rest of the order he smiled, "yes Hermione, it is. Also, before you ask...the answer is no."

Hermione looked like she was stabbed, "but Harry, think of all the knowledge in there!"

Harry nodded, "yes. But this is a FAMILY grimoire. Not for eyes outside of Blacks. Meaning the only people allowed to read this currently is Sirius, Narcissa, Draco, and, Bellatrix as well as me. After my visit to gringots, that list will be me, Sirius, Dora, Andromeda, and depending on her own attitude, Narcissa. You try to read this thing Hermione...well you did try the Potter grimoire in my time. Had to physically restrain you and feed you antidotes for a month straight, not sure I want to figure out what the Black family set up in protections for this thing." Hermione physically stepped back. Harry turned to Sirius, "read, padfoot. I know you dont like it, but that knowledge will help. We need to put down death eaters, that book will knock some sense into you. You were killed by Bellatrix in my timeline, let that motivate you if need be." Sirius' eyes widened and he bolted out of the room with the grimiore.

Ron spoke up, "whose Dora?"

Harry raised and eyebrow, "the only metamorphmagus among us."

Tonks jumped, "you found a nice way to say my first name?"

Harry laughed, "yes. You and I fought together for a long while in the war. You may have died when I was 17 but i went through the ringer with you. First i tried Nym, you broke my arm and refused to heal it." Tonks smirked, "then I made the mistake of Nymph, well...you broke every bone in both my legs and threatened me that you were gonna throw me to Remus during a full moon, which you did do. But apparently Moony smelled my dad on me and seemed to back away from me." Remus stared at Harry for a few seconds and shook his head.

"So you settled on Dora huh? I like it, but why was it necessary?"

Harry shrugged, "you were married. You weren't technically Tonks anymore." Harry walked over to the fire place and grabbed a pinch of floor powder, "oh, before I go, Arthur." Mr. Weasley stood straighter, "look in your mothers hope chest. We discovered the Weasley grimoire in a secret compartment in it. Go muggle, there's a small string on the inside of the lid, it opens the compartment. It conceals it from revealing charms." Harry pulled out a package from his robes and enlarged it, "Molly. We found this in the ruins of Prewitt mansion."

Molly took it and gasped, "this is my Brothers writing..."

Harry nodded, "they left you the grimoire and a personal note. They always knew you'd be the last of the family, use it well..." Harry smirked a little, "Mollywobbles." Both Weasley adults looked sharply at him and he laughed a little stepping into the green fire, "hey. Next time you want something kept secret. Dont make it your identity confirmation and definitely dont use it in front of kids around you. Gringotts." Harry disappeared and Molly's face was beat red.

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Approaching a station Harry said, "Harry Potter-Black, lord of house Black wishes to see his account manager and see if its possible for me to take my rightful place as lord Potter as well."

Narcissa Malfoy heard it as well and the whole lobby silenced. She approached the young man and spoke, "L...lord Black?" Harry turned around, "...it's true then. I humbly request you take me back into House Black please.."

Harry looked straight into Narcissas eyes and nodded, "I'm here to throw Bellatrix from the family and welcome Andromeda and Nymphadora back. I dont see why in cant welcome you back as well. However Narcissa, house black will no longer play home to blood purists."

Narcissa jumped at the silence that followed, "I'm more of a fan of preserving traditions. I dont care for blood status. Our culture used to use grimoire that had family secrets. Now most everyone is throwing that family knowledge away."

Harry hummed and nodded, "then we share a similar goal in that." The two began to follow the goblin that approached them, "as it so happens, I have found the Black family grimoire and returned the Weasley and Prewitt family theirs as well. Your welcome to use the Black families after Sirius is done with it."

Narcissa was stunned at the news, she believed that The family secret grimoire was destroyed decades ago. They entered a meeting room where two goblins were sitting both grinned fatally, "lord Potter-Black. It's about time someone claimed headship of these families. Make yourself comfortable, we have much to discuss."

to be continued