For Harry Potter, the summer had been so far out of the ordinary, not because he was travelling the world like Hermione was, or was visiting Charlie and the dragons like Ron, but because he had not spent a moment of his time with the Dursleys. Instead he had spent the last two weeks in Grimauld Place along with his Godfather Sirius and Remus Lupin. Both of whom were sitting across from him at the kitchen table, watching him with wary expressions.

"It has come to our attention Harry, that you only know about one of the vaults that you are in ownership of." Remus began gravely, glancing up from his glanced hands to Harry who was watching him nonplussed. Sirius nodded in agreement as he watched his godson, hoping that what they had heard was not true.

"But Remus, I know I only have one vault...Hagrid took me there." Harry told them, with a soft smile as if they must have been confused. The vault he owned had more than enough to see him through Hogwarts and for him to spend a couple of years looking for a job, he did not see why he would have any other vaults, let alone why they were acting so serious.

"Harry, that vault is the one your parents created for you when you were born so you would have enough money during school if something happened." Sirius swallowed thickly at this, the words difficult to say now "The money came from the main Potter vault, which you now own, and there are two other vaults which you acquired from people leaving you money as a thank you for defeating Voldemort the first time." Sirius continued with a deep sigh as he looked away, his eyes dark as he waited for Harry's response to this. The green eyes across from him fluttered as Harry processed the information he was presented with.

"Why was I never told this?" Harry asked glancing between the two older men, trying to stop himself from running out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He needed to find out if this deception was deliberate before he could process what this would mean.

"Both of us were under the impression that you knew about these vaults, and that you chose not to use them. I promise Harry, the moment we realised was when we called you down." Remus told him with such sincerity that Harry was left with no choice but to believe him, and a small smile played on his lips as he looked to them.

"We were going to take you over to Gringotts to show you what you own, if you like." Sirius added after a moment, and this for Harry was what he needed and he nodded before standing up looking between the men he saw as uncles.

"Can we go now?" He asked, although by his tone the older men knew it to be an order, and they did not have the heart to disobey. They knew that this was likely what he would say to the news, and both nodded within seconds. Sirius stood and walked over to Harry, while Remus went to the fireplace and closed the floo grid, before turning to the other two.

"Apparation?" He asked after a moment, before leading the way outside, with Harry just behind him. The order had begun to use the house as a meeting place, but when Sirius decided to take Harry home with him, he had stopped them from appearing at his place. This had left the anti-apparition wards in place, and so they had to stand a few feet away before they apparated into the entrance hall of Gringotts.

Griphook looked up from his book as they approached, and glanced at their grave faces before holding out his hand "Your arm, Mister Potter" he asked in a low drawl. Harry paused before lifting his arm up for the goblin to grab. He did not know what he expected, but the dagger drawing his blood before smearing it over a light blue parchment was not it. It was once the paper glowed Green, and a key appeared hovering above it that his arm was released.

"This is the key to all of your vaults Mister Potter, it confirms you are who everyone thinks you are." Griphook told him blandly as he handed the key over and climbed off of his chair and walking towards the carts, expecting them to follow him.

The cart ride was longer than any Harry had been on, and it seemed to be going deeper as well. In a weird way it made sense, that the vaults such as Remus and Sirius had mentioned would be lower than a newer vault like the one he had seen previously. The cart jolted to a halt in front of large foreboding doors.

"The main Potter vault." Griphook told him with silent satisfaction and indicated that Harry had to use his key on the door. Harry paused for a moment before stepping towards the door and finding where the key was meant to be placed, one space on the door was left bare, with no design, and that was where he placed the key in hope that the door would open. The doors swung open within moments and Harry stood there as he surveyed the vault.

"Let's go inside Harry. There is more inside." Sirius told him lightly, and he looked to Griphook who nodded before taking the cart back upstairs, knowing they would be a while down there. Harry slowly stepped into his vault his eyes fixed on the painting that was leant against the wall at the back, he could not see much of it, as the painting was covered by a black swathe of material. As he drew closer he could see hands moving in the part of the painting that was exposed. He stopped right in front of it and gently pulled the fabric away.

The young woman in the painting stopped moving the moment she saw him. Both stared at each other as if not believing their vision. The girl in the painting had ink black hair, that curled around her shoulders and framed her face, it looked just as messy as Harry's as locks of hair were falling out of place, she had the same lightly tanned skin that Harry had always had, and the same nose that Harry did. She was slight, with a pretty face, but it was her eyes that Harry found most odd, they were a bright ice cold blue, and he felt like she was seeing through him, and not seeing him.

"Lavena." Harry looked round to see Remus standing behind him, sad gaze set upon the girl in the picture. She in turn was staring at him, and appeared to be trying to speak as most portraits did, although no sound was heard.

"Your painting was rendered mute! Don't even try." Sirius growled as he joined them, realising why Remus looked the way he did, the hurt was evident in both their faces. It was the same look they both had when discussing Peter, as if this girl, who was crying as she tried to talk to them, had betrayed them just as badly.

"Who is she?" Harry asked after a long moment of watching the girl, who had hidden her face in her arms and he was sure was sobbing into them. Silence met his words for the longest time, and he winced, realising just how bad it must be for them to act like this.

"Lavena Potter. She was your aunt Harry." Sirius ground out, as he finally managed to think of the words to say. He never thought he would find her portrait here, or he would have kept Harry from this place as the others had.

"Why do you hate her...? She seems so distraught..." Harry whispered softly looking over her portrait with a sad gaze, his mind was taking him back to the Mirror of Erised in his first year, where he had seen aunts and uncles, he was sure one of them looked like an older version of this girl.

"Lavena along with my brother Regulus joined Voldemort in their 5th year Harry. Regulus had the pressure of my parents, but Lavena turned against everything Harry. She chose Voldemort over James, over her brother, over everything." Sirius managed to tell Harry, through the feeling of utter devastation at seeing her again, although he knew he had to speak, as Remus just behind him had been rendered mute by seeing her. Harry stepped back from her painting disgusted and the girl who had just looked up again, was crying again.

Well here is the first full chapter of Disastrous Loyalties, and I hope you enjoyed it. I do not have a beta so any mistakes are my own, and I respect you if you feel the need to point them out.

I aim to upload one chapter a week, and I hope you will enjoy watching the story unfurl.