"Molly, what's going on…. Lord Potter!"

"Mr. Weasely, please. It's just Harry." Harry said quickly.

"Lord Potter?" Molly inquired.

"That's one thing we need to discuss, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said. "Please, have a seat." Harry waited until both Weasley patriarchs were seated alongside Minerva before pulling out his wand and casting silencing and impermutable charms around the kitchen. What amazed the three adults was that Harry did not speak an incantation.

"The room is secured, Harry." Ginny said, looking around.

"What do you mean the room is secured? How would you…" Molly interrupted.

"First, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley..."

"Please, Lord Potter. I'm Arthur, and this is Molly." Arthur said, speaking for the family. Harry remembered that when addressing a 'Lord', the head of the family was the person to do the speaking on behalf of the family. This was one of those pureblood crap laws that Harry hated so much.

"Alright, only if you consent to address me as Harry." Harry replied. Arthur nodded again. "First, I must ask you, before we tell you anything concrete, that you learn to occlude your minds. The information I am to reveal to you is of sensitive nature, and I do not wish certain parties to obtain such information."

"Like that old coot Albus Dumbledore." Ginny piped in.

"GINERVA MOLLY WEASLEY!" Molly roared.

"Potter." Both Ginny and Harry said at the same time.

"What?" Molly asked, her eyes opening sharply. Arthur placed a hand on his wife's forearm before nodding to Harry.

"Ginny's my wife." Harry said simply. With that, Molly exploded, while Arthur tried to calm her down.

"Molly dear, that was the news I told you of this morning. The 'Book of Bonds' in the Department of Mysteries had a new entry this morning, as of 9AM."

"So you know, Arthur?" Minerva asked. Arthur just nodded. "It makes some things simpler, I suppose."

"Arthur? What does this mean?" Molly asked, her temper barely in check.

"It means that our baby girl is Lady Ginvera Molly Potter, Dutchess of Glenfinnan. The 'Book of Bonds' recorded the bonding of Lord Harry James Potter and Ginerva Molly Weasley as of 9am this morning. I couldn't leave the office until lunch, so I couldn't tell you."

"My baby's married? At eleven years old?" Molly cried.

"Yes. She's also considered an adult in the wizarding world." Arthur explained.

"How did…" Molly stammered.

"That's what I'm here to explain, Arthur." Harry interrupted. "But I need to know that you will learn occlumency or take an unbreakable vow."

"Molly is a natural occlumens, and I learned occlumency twenty years ago." Arthur explained. Harry, for one, was surprised. This was something he did not know about the Weasley patriarchs.

"Do you mind if I test your shields then? If I cannot break in, then I highly doubt that Albus Dumbledore can."

"How can…" Molly began.

"That will be explained once Harry tests your shields, Mum." Ginny said.

"You… you knew about this too?" Molly asked Ginny. Ginny only nodded. Harry pointed his wand at Molly and said, "Legillimens." Harry was surprised to see that both Molly and Arthur were indeed supremely adept at occlumency shields.

I think it's safe to tell them, Gin. Their shields are better than Snape's!

Really? How come I didn't know that they were Occlumens?

I didn't know either. So, I guess we tell them everything.

I guess so.

"Arthur, Molly… you may not believe any of what we are about to tell you, but I give you my word on my magic that it is the truth. I would even take veritiserum if that would ease your mind." Harry said. They shook their heads, and Harry and Ginny began the long story of their past lives, the war, and what happened to everyone worth mentioning.

Two hours later, the story ended, and Minerva, Molly and Arthur sat there in shock. Harry had revealed a lot more than he had to Minerva, so that explained the why Minerva was in shock. The details of how Percy had betrayed them, the deaths of Bill, Charlie, the Twins, Ron, Molly and Arthur, and the reasons for their trip back in time.

"You came back… for us?" Molly asked, tears threatening to flow freely.

"Of course, Mum." Ginny replied. "We lost everything. The war cost us more than we were willing to pay. Harry learned of the potion and the time travel spell from the Merlin vault, and worked on it for five years. We kind of overshot it a bit though." Ginny looked at Harry smirking.

"Yeah. By about a year… we meant to come back at the end of my third year at Hogwarts, just before Peter Pettigrew escapes." Harry said.

"Peter Pettigrew? What's he…" Arthur began.

"Gin, go and get our quarry. Remember to cast the unbreakable charm so he can't escape." Harry said, as Ginny rose and went out of the kitchen.

"What's going on?" Arthur continued. Harry ignored Arthur and nodded to his Professor. Minerva got up and walked to the floo, calling for the Aurors.

"We have a murderer in the house." Harry explained. Molly and Arthur were about to protest that Percy hadn't done anything yet. "No, not Percy." In that moment, Ginny came back with Ron's rat, Scabbers, just as Kingsley Shacklebolt and Amelia Bones stepped through the fireplace.

"What is it Minerva?" Amelia asked, looking around the table. "Lord Potter!" she stammered, bowing her head. Harry would never get used to that.

"Madam Bones, please, it's just Harry while we are gathered here." Harry said simply. "We called you here to arrest a mass murderer, and to set the record straight. I called you because you are a fair minded individual, and would listen. Auror Shacklebolt is one of the top Aurors in your department, and can assist us."

"What do you mean, mass murderer?" Kingsley's deep voice asked.

"Eleven years ago, my parents went into hiding. Although it was public knowledge that Sirius Black was their secret keeper, this was not the case. At the last moment, they switched to Peter Pettigrew." Harry explained, as Scabbers began to run around in his cage squealing madly. "I have the signed statement from my parents, attached to their will, that they did indeed switch to Pettigrew. What is not commonly known, and thanks to my dad's journals, was that he, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew became illegal animagi. I formally submit that the rat in this cage is indeed Peter Pettigrew, and that he was the secret keeper for my parents, and turned them over to Voldemort. What the sad thing is, was that Albus Dumbledore knew of the switch, as he was the one to perform the Fidelus charm."

"That can't be, Harry!" Molly said. "Scabbers has been in our family for…"

"Eleven years. Long life for a common garden rat. Notice that he is missing a toe on his front paw. Pettigrew, upon his confrontation with Black, cut off his finger and transformed into a rat after blowing up the street full of muggles." Harry said. "Auror Shacklebolt, I believe you know the Animagus Revealing Spell?"

"I do, Lord Potter." Kingsley said.

"Please perform it on the rat, and have this bottle of veritiserum for questioning. It is from my private stock in my potions lab." Harry said, handing the small vial to the Auror.

"Why do you have veritiserum?" Molly asked. Before Harry could answer, Amelia spoke up.

"Lord Potter has the right to carry anything he wishes. As Lord of Glenfinnan, he holds the highest rights in the Wizarding world." Amelia said.

"And as heir to Merlin…" Harry began, but stopped quickly as four shocked faces looked at him.

"Heir of Merlin?" Amelia asked. "That… that… oh dear. Lord Potter, if this is true then…"

"I know, Mrs. Bones. I do not wish to execute that clause at this time. However, if you wish to verify my lineage, you may speak with Ragnot at Gringotts, or you may see the Merlin family signet ring" Harry said as he held up his right hand, showing the three rings. "That reminds me." Harry pulled out the Lady Potter family ring and placed it on Ginny's finger.

"Thanks love. I felt naked without it." Ginny smiled.

"What clause is he referring to, Madam Bones?" Kingsley asked.

"If Lord Potter is Heir of Merlin, then the Wizengamot must answer to him, and that includes the Minister of Magic. The Wizengamot charter states that if the Heir of Merlin returns, then he shall inherit all the rights and privileges of Lord of the Wizengamot. It pretty much means that his word is law. And as he is wearing the Merlin signet ring, he is the true heir." Madam Bones said.

"That means we take orders from him?" Kingsley asked curiously. Madam Bones only nodded.

"But he's only thirteen!" Kingsley said quickly. "I apologize, Lord Potter, but it is highly unusual…"

"As I was saying, Auror Shacklebolt, only the people in this room now know of it. I do not wish to implement this clause yet. It would not be beneficial to the Wizarding Community to learn that an thirteen year old wields such power. I will however, not hesitate to correct what I see wrong. I know of a lot of corruption within the ministry, specifically in the Wizengamot. I do not wish to hinder progress, however some of the more, undesireable laws are ones that I cannot stand by and allow to happen. For example, the werewolf registration legislation. This is unfair to those wizards who turn into a creature that is only seen once a month. They are wizards and witches alike, and most do not pose a threat. I will fund a charity that will give wolfsbane potion to any witch or wizard who wishes it, free of charge."

"You speak well for a thirteen year old, Lord Potter." Kingsley said.

"Please, call me Harry while we are here, Auror Shacklebolt. Until I take the mantle of the Wizarding world, I insist on being called Harry."

"As you wish, and I am Kingsley." The deep voiced black man replied.

"Madame Bones, I will be taking the Potter Family seat and the Gryffindor Family seat on the Wizengamot. As Head of the Gryffindor family, I appoint Arthur Weasley as my representative." Harry said. "I shall keep the Potter family seat for now, and cast my vote in absentia."

"Harry… are you sure?" Arthur asked. "The Weasley family does not have a seat on the Wizengamot…"

"Arthur, you are my wife's father, and you would know best on how to represent our interests. Ginny trusts you explicitly, and I trust her explicitly. It will also help you." Harry said simply.

"Thank you for your trust, Harry." Arthur said. Molly was torn between happiness and surprise. In reality, she had only known this boy for less than an hour, and he showed the trust and love of someone much older. Of course he's older. He and my daughter have lived through a war.

"Now, on to more serious matters. Kingsley, would you please perform the spell on this rat, so we may get to our daily lives?" Kingsley approached the rat and raised his wand and muttered a spell. Scabbers glowed red, revealing that he was an animagus.

"He is indeed an animagus." Kingsley said. Ginny removed the unbreakable charm, and Kingsley stunned the rat. He performed the animagi reversal spell, and to everyone but Ginny and Harry's surprise, the man who was thought dead for ten years appeared before them. Kingsley grabbed his anti-portkey, anti-apparation and anti-animagus manacles and latched them onto Pettigrew. He placed three drops of veritiserum in his open mouth and woke him up.

"What is your name?" Kingsley asked.

"Peter Allistar Pettigrew." Peter intoned.

"What house were you in at Hogwarts?"

"Gryffindor."

"Are you a Death Eater?" Harry asked.

"Yes."

"Were you the Potter's Secret Keeper?" Ginny asked.

"Yes." Peter replied.

"Why did you go into hiding as your animagus?" Madam Bones asked.

"Sirius Black caught up with me in a muggle street. I blew up the street, cut my finger off and ran. I had betrayed Lily and James Potter to the Dark Lord because he promised me power."

"Why are you living with the Weasleys?"

"My master had plans in tact in case something happened to him. He will come back, and he will rule. I had to be with a Wizarding family in case whispers of his whereabouts were spoken."

"Take this filth to Azkaban." Madam Bones snapped. Kingsley took the shackled rat out the door and apparated away.

"I take it that I will hear of Sirius Black's innocence in the Daily Prophet tomorrow?" Harry asked.

"Of course, Lord Potter." Madame Bones said.

"And the Aurors will stop hunting him?"

"Yes. I will send the order as soon as I get back to the DMLE." Madame Bones replied. " But why the interest in the Black case in the first place?"

"He is my Godfather, and rightful guardian. I should also mention that Albus Dumbledore illegally placed me with my Aunt and Uncle, against the wishes of my parents. In their will, it specifically states that I am to be with Sirius, barring that, Remus Lupin, and barring that, the Weasley family. Second to that, Albus Dumbledore knew of Sirius' innocence of betrayal, and yet did nothing to ensure he had a fair trial." Harry said. This was a surprise to Ginny. She could have been raised with Harry, and they could have had ten years together.

"Your father and I were friends, Harry. When he joined the Ministry as an Auror, he was assigned to me as a mentee. I was his mentor, and we became friends. But I did not know I was to take you. Albus kept me from learning that."

"I know." Harry said. "I didn't know until recently either."

"Do you wish to charge him?" Madam Bones asked.

"Not yet. I just wanted to make you aware of it, in case some of my plans do not come to fruition. Dumbledore doesn't know what I know. In fact, I'm almost positive that there is one bit of information that even Minerva doesn't know."

"What's that, Harry?" Minerva asked.

"You were named my Godmother." Harry smiled at the elderly witch's reaction.

"What… when…" Minerva stuttered. It was indeed a noteworthy day to see Minerva McGonagall shocked into stammering.

"Trust me, I didn't know either. I'm surprised that my parents didn't want me to be raised by you. You would have taught me discipline, something I know I sort of lack." Harry smiled and Ginny laughed outright.

"Is there a message you wish to relay to Mr. Black, if we should apprehend him before word gets out?" Amelia asked.

"Yes. If you please, inform him that I wish to speak to him, and to come to my ancestral home. He will know where to go, and the wards will allow him in. He must floo there though, and he knows the floo call." Harry said. "If I'm not there, then tell him to have Cindi come get me. Oh, and one more thing, none of this is to be told to Albus Dumbledore."

"As you wish, Lord Potter. If you need anything, please owl me." Amelia said, as she threw floo powder into the fireplace. "Ministry of Magic, DMLE!" Once Madam Bones left, everyone had eyes on Harry.

"Now, there's one more piece of news, and I believe that Minerva has it." Harry smiled.

"Yes. Quite right, Harry. I have all of your letters here." Minerva said. "Although, I do believe given the circumstances, that Mrs. Potter should be moved into Mr. Potter's year. We can confirm knowledge with testing… and her scores of this year were off the charts…"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Ginny said, giving Harry butterfly kisses all over his face.

"I take it it's because of the bond, Minerva?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, that's what I thought as well." Minerva said.

"I don't know how we're going to afford to send Percy, the Twins, Ron and Ginny to Hogwarts this year with all the books we'll have to purchase."

"Oh, that's easily solved, Arthur. Besides the fact that I am responsible for Ginny's schooling, I have something that rightfully belongs to you." Harry replied, pulling out the stack of parchments he got from Gringotts. He handed it over the parchments smiling big.

"What… how… Harry, we can't…" Molly blabbered.

"You can, and you will. As I said, it rightfully belongs to you. Apparently, my dad purchased it from the bank, and all the payments you have been making have been placed in that vault that you have the paperwork for. I feel it's rightfully yours, and as you have already given me the most precious gift of all, I can honestly say that there is no way I can honestly repay you."

"What are you talking about Harry?" Ginny asked.

"Harry… gave us the Burrow." Molly said quietly.

"You did? That's nice of you." Ginny said.

"You knew?" Arthur asked.

"Of course. When we found out about all of his inheritances the first time around, we realized that Harry's dad bought the Burrow and the land, and was intending on giving it to you as a gift for my homecoming. Since they died before that happened, the bank kept the money in an interest bearing vault, and voila. You have the gold and the interest and the Burrow." Ginny said.

"That's very decent of you, Harry." Minerva said.

"It was my parent's wish, Godmother." Harry smirked. Minerva looked stunned. "Sorry… I just wanted to try it out."

"It's alright Harry. I kind of like it. That doesn't mean I'm going to take it easy on you in classes." Minerva said, using her strict voice.

"Of course not, Professor. We are on for the private lessons, correct?"

"During the school term, I expect you and Mrs. Potter in my office twice a week, Wednesdays and Saturdays." Minerva said. "I shall be at your home Wednesdays and Saturdays to begin your training."

"Thank you, Professor." Harry smiled.

"What private lessons?" Molly asked.

"They are taking private lessons with me. Their abilities are well beyond N.E.W.T. level, and I'm afraid to say that their classes will be boring for them. So I will be giving them private lessons, along with more advanced material to do instead of the normal coursework. I'm assuming that Harry and Ginny have a plan for his schooling, as he could just as well take his OWLs and NEWTS and be done with it. However, as he told me, there are certain events that must come to pass at Hogwarts in order for things to go well."

"Yeah. Like killing a 60 foot basilisk." Ginny grumbled. "Glad that part is already over."

"What do you mean, Ginny?" Minerva asked.

"Everything must go according to our timeline, Minerva. I've already told you what must happen this year. Of course, since we came back earlier than expected, we've had to change things up already. This year will be geared towards finding the Horcruxes, and for that, we'd need a lot of freedom. I don't trust Dumbledore, so I'll have to rely on Sirius and Remus to get the ones not at Hogwarts. Now, as for Ginny's books, that's already taken care of. I've already purchased our books, and they are in my trunk. Ginny has wand is waiting to be chosen at Ollivanders, along with a wand that will be specially made."

"What kind of wand?" Arthur asked. "I insist that we pay for the wand."

"The wands are already paid for, and this second wand, I don't think even the Malfoy's could afford, because the cores are so rare."

"What kind of cores could be so rare to warrant such a price?" Molly asked, not feeling comfortable.

"Mum, Ginny's my wife. I will take care of her needs as best as I can. There are still things that a mother needs to do with her daughter that I can't do… but material things like this I can handle." Harry said. Molly burst into tears and came around the table to hug Harry. "What did I say?"

"You called her mum." Ginny smiled.

"Oh." Harry said. "If you don't want me to..."

"It's fine dear. I just… have to get used to the fact that my baby girl is married. I guess she's not really a baby… but to me, she is."

"I understand Mum. It's kind of hard on us too. Ginny and I are used to being together, as husband and wife. We've already decided that we're going to wait a few years before giving you grandchildren…"

"But…but… grandchildren!" Molly stammered, and Harry and Ginny laughed.

"Sorry, Mum. Just had to hear your reaction." Harry laughed. "As we are married, we do want to share a room though."

"You will have the Gryffindor Head Student's Quarters this year, Mr. Potter. If we choose a Gryffindor next year, or any subsequent years, we will find alternate quarters." Minerva said.

"Minerva, if you don't mind, I'd like to have my office back. It has sleeping quarters there also." Harry said absently.

"What office?" Minerva asked.

"Oh, that's right. You don't know. Sorry, I forgot to mention it. There's an office that's like the headmaster's office near the entrance to the Astronomy tower. The one guarded by the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw."

"There's no office there?" Minerva said.

"There is. It was originally Ravenclaw's Office. The Headmaster's office was Gryffindor's. There are also offices in the Dungeons for Slytherin, and Hufflepuff's office is located near the Divination tower."

"Why don't I know of these offices?" Minerva asked.

"Only an heir can get in. Gryffindor, however, made it so the rightful headmaster can use his office. In each office, there's paintings of the four founders. As I am the heir to all four founders, I have an all access pass to the founder's offices." Harry said. "And Ginny, being my wife and bondmate, has access too. I'll take you to the offices if you like, and can grant you access to Hufflepuff's. Ravenclaw's will be mine, as it's closest to Gryffindor Tower. You can't get into Slytherin's because you can't speak Parsletounge. But… there are interesting books in there. Parslemagic and a bunch of long forgotten Grey Magic spells."

"How do you know this?" Arthur asked. "I mean, I can understand how you know… but…"

"Hogwarts was our war room. When it fell after Dumbledore died, we used it as headquarters. It was then that the hat told me I was the heir of the four founders and it gave me the Hogwarts ring. This ring, in fact." Harry said, holding up his right hand and pointing to a ring. "Besides that fact, Ginny and I are parslemouths… thanks to a gift left by Riddle."

"Riddle?" Minerva asked.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle, also known as Voldemort, he-who-must-not-be-named, Voldy-wart, Moldy-shorts…" Ginny rambled.

"GINERVA!" Molly admonished.

"Sorry mum." Ginny said sheepishly. The adults in the room turned towards Harry, looking at him skeptically. "The point is, Harry is the heir to Hogwarts, and the castle will recognize him. Technically, he has more power over Hogwarts than the Headmaster."

"The old coot. He needs to learn very quickly that he cannot control my life anymore. Hence, the reason I no longer live with those abusive muggles."

"Abusive…" Minerva began.

"Yeah. They liked using me as a punching bag. Minerva, I know you were against leaving me there, and had very strong objections that night. That's why you're in my 'inner circle' so to speak. Dumbledore, however, has lost my trust completely. Don't be surprised if I remove him from the Headmaster's position. If he even thinks about sending me back to Privet Drive, I'll hex him into oblivion. Then again, I am a married adult, with full access to my family vault. I could make his life a living hell…"

"Harry, don't do anything rash." Arthur began.

"I don't plan to. As I said, Ginny and I have planned most of this out. You see, the only thing that we hadn't planned on… well, two things really, was that Ginny would be in the same year as I, and that we'd still be married."

"Not that we're complaining or anything… we forgot the cardinal rule… that soul-bonds surpass time and space." Ginny said.

"What are you going to tell your brothers?" Molly asked.

"Well, we didn't know we'd be married still… we figured the bond would happen eventually, but not right away. We'll have to tell them the truth, that she and I are bonded and legally married. As for anything else, they do not need to know. Besides that, I don't fancy Hermione questioning me on every little bit of information. It was annoying the first time around. It's already going to annoy her that she won't be the best student in the school anymore."

"So you don't intend on hiding your… talents?" Minerva asked.

"Oh hell no, Godmother!" Harry smiled as Minerva smirked. "I want everyone to know that I am the best. I want Voldemort afraid to come after me. I also want Dumbledore to be weary of me." Harry smiled. "As for the rest of the Weasley clan…"

"Then I believe we should tell them now, so that they are not surprised." Arthur said.

"Fine with us." Harry and Ginny said together. Arthur stood up and called for the rest of the Weasley clan. Unknown to Harry, Bill and Charlie were visiting, and soon enough, every one of Ginny's brothers were sitting in the kitchen along with Minerva, Harry and Ginny.

"What's going on mum?" Bill asked.

"We're having a family meeting." Arthur said.

"Then… pardon me, Professor, why are Professor McGonagall and..." Bill stopped short as he looked at the raven-haired boy who was holding Ginny's hand. "Blimey! Harry Potter!"

"Yes, Bill. I'm Harry Potter. Nice of you to know who I am." Harry quipped.

"I see my sister got her hooks into you." Charlie laughed. "Her dream come true."

"Shut it Charlie." Ginny snapped playfully, blushing furiously.

"Children! What we need to tell you is that…" Molly began.

"Molly, let me." Harry began. "Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron… Have any of you ever heard of a soul-bond?"

"Impossible! You're too young!" Percy exclaimed in his pompous voice.

"That's me. Mr. Impossible. Ginny and I were soulbonded early this morning. We're unsure how it happened, but…" Harry began.

"It's happened. That's all that matters. Harry and I are married, and considered legal adults." Ginny finished.

"What exactly does that mean?" Ron asked.

"It means, Mr. Weasley, that your sister and new brother-in-law are rightfully adults. They have no restrictions placed upon their use of magic, nor are they bound to any restrictions of underage wizardry." Minerva said.

"Does that mean…" Fred began.

"That ickle Gin-Gin…" said George.

"Can use magic…." Continued Fred.

"Without being punished by the ministry?" they said together.

"Yes. It means that any prank you play on Ginny or myself, we can retaliate using the worst hexes we know, and not get in trouble with the Ministry. So I would be very careful if we were you." Harry said seriously, watching Fred and George pale.

"Bloody Hell!" Ron said.

"RON! LANUGAGE!" Molly admonished.

"It also means that Ginny will be in the same year as you and Harry, Ronald." Arthur said.

"I have your letters here. Mrs. Potter will be joining the third years this year." Minerva said.

"Mum, Dad, how are we going to afford to send Ginny to Hogwarts this year with the extra books?" Bill asked.

"That's already taken care of Bill." Harry said. "Since Ginny is a Potter now, her education and school supplies will be paid for by me."

"That's kind of you, Harry, but we do not accept charity…" Charlie began.

"It's not charity, Charlie. She is my wife, and I am responsible for her now. Besides that, even if I wasn't, I'd still do it."

"And we can afford it now too." Arthur said. "Your new brother-in-law… has given us something that we all share."

"What's that father?" Percy asked.

"You see kids… apparently Harry's father had purchased the Burrow and it's land as a 'baby shower' gift. Harry has handed the deed to the property over to us, along with all the funds that were paid into it for the last ten years." Molly said.

"BLIMEY!" Bill, Charlie and Percy said.

"Thanks to Harry, we will not have to scrimp and save anymore. But that's not why we're allowing this. Harry is family now, and as such, he will be living here with us." Arthur said.

"Um, Arthur, that is not true." Harry said.

"I'll be living with Harry, at our house." Ginny said.

"YOU MOST CERTAINLY WILL NOT!" Molly roared.

"Molly, must I remind you that Ginny's my wife, and she will reside with me." Harry said. "Now, I admit that having an thirteen year old, and a soon-to-be twelve year old living together alone isn't your cup of tea, but we will be just fine. Our house has fifty house-elves, family portraits, and if necessary, I can have two adult guardians living with us."

"Harry… it's not that we don't trust you…" Arthur began. "it's just all so sudden. I mean, she is our little girl… even given the circumstances."

"What circumstances?" Fred and George piped in.

"Arthur, we understand your concern. Once we finish setting up our home, we will give floo access to both you and Molly. However, you will not have access to certain parts of the house… such as my private study. Only a Potter can get in there, along with the third floor."

"What's on the third floor?" Molly asked, thinking the house was dangerous.

"The Potter family library, and the master suite." Ginny said.

"Nothing dangerous up there?" Molly asked worriedly.

"Um, not that I'm aware of. I know there's a bunch of Dark Art books, for reference and Defense against, and there's the dueling room on the first floor, but other than that, I don't believe there's anything dangerous. I know that the grounds can be dangerous… the woods past the quidditch pitch…"

"Quidditch Pitch!" Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and Ron yelled.

"Um, yeah. Our forest has a herd of centaurs, and a pack of werewolves. My family has given them sanctuary for the last fifty years. They do not travel outside of the forests. " Harry said, remembering everything from the very first time he visited Potter Manor.

"When can we visit?" Bill asked.

"Um…" Harry began, looking at Ginny.

"Soon as we're settled, I suppose." Ginny finished. "But there's a big issue with that."

"Oh?" Charlie asked.

"If I decide to allow you access to my house, then you will need to learn Occlumency." Harry said.

"What's that?" Ron asked.

"The Art of blocking your mind from external intrusion." Bill said. "We had to learn it when we were hired at Gringotts."

"And I had to learn it at the Dragon preserve." Charlie said.

"Well, once I test your shields, then we can allow you two. I would, however like Bill to test the wards there. I don't want anything slipping to Dumbledore. That especially means you, Ron. You have a tendency to spout off when you're angry." Harry said.

"I…" Ron blubberd, but did not finish his statement. He knew it was true, and kept silent.

"I'd like that, Harry. After all, I want my baby sister to be protected…" Bill began.

"Currently, our home is under a goblin fidelus Charm." Harry said. "Ragnot has kept it up for our family, so only those I give the secret to can enter."

"Wait… you have the goblin version of the fidelus…and you've met Ragnot?" Bill asked.

"Yes… why is that such a big deal?" Harry asked confusedly.

"There hasn't been a wizard to meet with Ragnot in over fifty years. The last one was Albus Dumbledore. He stated that wizardkind was not his 'cup of tea'." Bill said.

"Well, that may have to do with me being heir to Hogwarts and Merlin. I don't know." Harry said simply, and all the Weasley children looked at Harry in shock.

"Then… that means…" Bill began. "I apologize, Lord Potter, for my indiscretion of being familiar." Bill took a look of sadness and bowed his head.

"Lord Potter? What the bloody hell is going on?" Ron yelled.

"RON!"

"Bill, it's fine. We're family." Ginny said.

"It is not proper…" Percy began.

"Shut it, Percy. We said it was fine." Harry said, smiling.

"What's going on?" Ron asked.

"Ronald, Lord Potter is… most likely the most politically powerful wizard in Great Britain. If he is the heir to Merlin, which I don't doubt as he's wearing the Merlin signet ring, and the heir of Hogwarts, as again, wearing the Hogwarts signet ring, then he pretty much owns most of the wizarding world." Percy said pompously.

"Percy is right. Although I do not intend to completely remove the Ministry, I do plan on reducing the influence of dark wizards within the Ministry." Harry said. "Political corruption such as those who accept bribes, those who pass inflammatory and biased laws, they must be removed. That also means, being heir to Hogwarts, technically, Percy, I'm above the Head Boy and Girl…and the Professor's employer. But I do not intend on abusing that privilege."

"Wicked! You could override punishments…" Ron began, apparently not hearing about abusing privileges.

"Ron? Are you that thick and deaf? I said I would not abuse that privilege. If you deserve punishment, then you will get it. Same with everyone else, including myself and Ginny. However, Snape won't be a problem this year… he tries anything and he'll be fired quicker than you can say quidditch. I'll be sure to have a talk with him soon."

"Harry, it's getting on dinner time… would you like to stay for dinner?" Molly asked, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"Thank you, No, Molly. I must return to Privet Drive where my muggle family is, and pretty much extract revenge for the past ten years. Ginny will stay here tonight, and come to our home tomorrow morning, packed and ready to go to Hogwarts. I already have her books, and the potions ingredients she'll need she can get from our potions lab… and that offer is extended to all of you. Our potions lab is self-refilling and stocked better than Hogwarts, that Snivellus would die to get into."

"Are you sure dear?" Molly asked. "We can take care of the books and potions ingredients…"

"Thank you, Molly, but it's alright. Just gather together a list of everything that you need for potions, and give the list to Ginny. She can call one of our house-elves to gather up everything. We also have a large stock of fresh potions in case things happen. Dreamless sleep, skele-grow, beazor juice, veritiserum, and most of the household potions. "

"Why do you have veritiserum?" Percy asked.

"It comes in handy." Harry said. "By the way Ron… I owe you a new pet. Turns out scabbers was an unregistered animagus."

"WHAT?" Ron yelled.

"Calm down. Since I am responsible for you losing a pet, I insist on getting you a new one. When Molly and Arthur decide to go to Diagon Alley, we'll go to the Magical Managerie and get you a new pet." Harry said.

"But… but…" Ron began.

"No arguments." Harry said.

"We'll be going to Diagon Alley on the 31st." Molly said.

"Alright. Ginny and I will meet you there then." Harry said, standing up.

"Harry! The 31st is your birthday!" Ginny said.

"Yes, I know that love. I'm hoping by then our home will be secure, and we can have a small gathering of family." Harry said. And I'm hoping that we can get some other things planned out. Gringotts will be broken into that day, so we have to make sure things continue to happen.

Oh yeah, that's right… so you want me to stay here tonight?

You do have to pack your clothes, love. When I come get you tomorrow, we'll go shopping and get you all new things, and maybe decorate the manor.

I'd like that love.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go torture some muggles." Harry laughed, but a stern look from Minerva quieted him down. "Don't worry, Godmother, I'm not going to kill them. Just play with their heads a bit. They're scared to death of magic, and I'm going to make sure they remember what they did to me."

"Harry…" Minerva began. "please don't injure them too bad."

"I don't hurt muggles, Minerva. That's Voldemort's job." Harry said, ignoring the gasps in the room. Harry kissed Ginny on the cheek and walked towards the back door.

"Where you going Harry?" Ginny asked.

"I'm going to apparate to Privet Drive." Harry said.

"YOU CAN APPARATE?" Bill asked incredibly.

'Bloody hell.' Harry thought.

'Big mouth' Ginny laughed.

"Yeah, I can apparate. Don't know how I do it though. I just think of the place, and the next moment, I'm there." Harry said. A few moments later, Harry and Ginny were walking towards the apparition point.

"I'll see you tomorrow love." Ginny said, kissing Harry.

"Tomorrow love. Remember to get packed, call Cindi to you and have her take it to the Manor. Then we'll see what we need for school. I wasn't kidding when I said I had our books… but we'll need to get robes and such."

"It'll be the first time Ron or Fred and George had anything new. They can get new books and robes and such." Ginny said. "Thank you for that."

"I just hope Ron doesn't act like the jealous git. But I don't think he'll change." Harry laughed. "I'll see you tomorrow love."

"I love you Harry."

"I love you too Ginny." And with that, Harry apparated to the back yard of Privet Drive.

***Encounter at the Dursleys***

Harry appeared at the back door of Number 4, Privet Drive. He wasn't sure if the Dursley's were back yet, but he was about to find out. As he entered the back door, he looked around the kitchen. No one was here, that he could see. Harry shrugged as he moved towards the cupboard where his few possessions were. As he entered the hallway he was knocked back through the kitchen and landed on his back.

"BOY! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?"

"Fuck off, Vernon." Harry spat. Vernon Dursley approached the small boy with his fists raised. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Vernon."

"HOW DARE YOU!" Vernon roared. Harry stood up and extracted his wand, eliciting a look of fear on Vernon's face.

"Oh, so you do know what this is? Funny, I didn't think you would. Now, you're going to back up, and sit your fat ass at the table. Call for your lard ass son to join you, and Aunt Petunia." Harry said scathingly.

"WHO THE BLOODY…" Vernon's sentence was cut off quickly as Harry cast a silent silencio at Vernon.

"On second thought, I'd rather have you quiet. You see, I'm done with you. PETUNIA! GET YOUR HORSE-TOOTH ASS IN HERE AND BRING THAT LARDASS SON OF YOURS." Harry yelled.

"What is the meaning of this!" Petunia yelled as she entered the room, along with Dudley. Petunia's eyes widened as she noticed the wand in Harry's hand.

"Yes, you do know what this is, don't you, Aunt Petunia. Now… I believe you have something that belongs to me from my parents, don't you?" Harry said calmly.

"You can't do magic outside of school. You know that!" Petunia said.

"Oh, but I can, dearest Aunt. Thanks to certain events I told you of this morning, I'm classified as a legal adult in the Wizarding world. Therefore those rules do not apply. Now, either go get that box my parents left for me, or your son gets turned into a hog." Harry said, pointing his wand at Dudley, who looked totally confused.

"I will not be threatened!" Petunia yelled.

"Fine." Harry said, as he cast a number of spells at Dudley, who immediately turned into a large pig. "Now, let's see… HHHwhat's the best cutting spell I know… I'm sure you can use a bunch of ham, bacon, and other pork products…"

"You wouldn't!" Petunia asked frightfully. Vernon was turning puce from yelling silently. Harry smirked over at Vernon, who was still bound to the chair he was sitting in.

"Just like you wouldn't lock me in the cupboard. Let's see… SECTUMSEMPRA!" Harry said, casting the spell just above Dudley's head, cutting a large gash into the drywall of the kitchen wall. "Oh, damn. I missed."

"Alright! Alright!" Petunia cried as she bustled off to the basement. A moment later she appeared with a small box that contained his mother's personal journals and letters.

"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Harry said. "You see, dearest Aunt… I'm leaving. You do realize that I have my own houses, and I'm far richer than anyone in England. My father and mother had left me a tidy sum. It's a damn shame you treated me so poorly over the last twelve years, otherwise I might be inclined to share, or even offer you protection. But sadly, you had to be a hateful bitch. Now my wife and I are moving into our house, and suffice to say, when I leave here, you'll no longer be protected by the blood protection from my mother. That means you will probably be hunted by dark wizards. Sad, really. But nothing less than what you deserve."

"But... but… how can you be so cruel?" Petunia asked fearfully.

"I learned from your lardass husband. You lie down with dogs and you end up with fleas. Of course, I really don't care what happens to him. But you are my only remaining blood relative. That's why I haven't done anything to you, and that's why I'm giving you fair warning. Leave. Go somewhere and hide. Because if you get captured, I'm not coming after you." Harry said, taking the box and shrinking it to place in his pocket. He turned his wand on Dudley and reversed the transfiguration. "You have a choice. Stay here and die, or leave and protect yourself. Leave this lardass behind, and save yourself."

"I can't leave my family…" Petunia sobbed.

"So be it. The silencing charm will not fade for at least a month, nor will I take it off him. You see, I really don't like him and his big mouth. I should make it permanent… that way no one would ever have to hear him again. It'd do the muggle world a favor." Harry laughed. He turned to Vernon to watch him turn purple. "Or maybe I should put fatass out of his misery and kill him now."

"YOU WOULDN'T!" Petunia cried.

"I would. You should know better, Aunt. You allowed him to abuse me, starve me, and treat me like a slave. Maybe I should…that's it! The perfect revenge."

"Your mother was never like this…" Petunia sobbed.

"My mother also grew up in a loving home, where her parents and Aunts and Uncles cared for their children. You brought this on yourself. Now… as for Vernon…OBLIVIATE!"

"What did you do?" Petunia shrieked as she watched her husband slam his head on the table.

"I erased his memory of me. He'll no longer remember me, or me living here for the last ten years. It's the least I could do for you. Maybe he won't be so abusive, or maybe you'll be happier. But remember what I said. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home." Harry said. With that, he cast a spell on the walls, making them look as though they had never been cleaned. Petunia shrieked as she watched her pristine kitchen turn into a dark dank cellar. Harry turned on the spot and disapparated back to Potter Manor.

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Albus Dumbledore sat in the Headmaster's office of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry pondering the happenings of the previous day. There was no explanation for the mysterious surge of magic felt by only those who were powerful enough, as little as it was. It was concluded that there were two spikes of magic, happening at the same time. One near Devon, and sadly, one happening in Surrey. Harry Potter will be joining us soon… and I must be careful to watch him. If this magical spike was related to him, then he has to be controlled…

"A wise man said once that with great power comes great responsibility. Sad thing is, it is not you that can wield that power. For now, you must sit back and leave it be, for if you interfere, you shall surely perish." A voice said.

"What do you mean?" Albus asked, looking up towards the shelf at the voice.

"You must not interfere with what is to be, Headmaster. The Heir shall return, and his mate shall be his lone support. You must not interfere." The voice said.

"Who is the heir?" Albus asked.

"That is something you shall find out in due time, Headmaster. Be warned, he is not of the Dark, nor is he that of pure light." With that, the voice fell silent. Albus looked around at each of the portraits, and noticed each of them looking at the elderly headmaster. What does the hat mean, he is not of dark or is he that of pure light? Does that mean he will go dark, or go light, or what? We can't have another Voldemort here. I must figure this out.

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