Chapter three : The Last of the Discoveries, and Finally Some Fun

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'mind talk'

'thoughts'


Meril brought lunch and they all sat down to eat to only have the lunch pass by quickly for them!!! Soon there were files, paper work and a few small boxes there also sitting in a group together. Harry stared at all of the things that were scattered around with shock, curiosity, amazement, and uneasiness.

"Alright Harry, these papers and files are for later, for what we believe are what you have now. When we check your family history, we will be either satisfied or will be adding more to this pile that we have here. In the tree you will see the black lines which means directly from the line, no magic or potion done to make you part of the lines. The green lines, if there are any mean that you are the magical heir of that family, dark green is direct magical heir. The red will mean that you or said person is related to you by magic, spell or potion wise. Then there are the yellow lines that means adoptive wise." Finished Graylag.

Everyone there was amazed at all that he spoke without stopping for breath until now. Harry nodded to make sure that Graylag knew that he understood what was said.

"Alright, so I'll be seeing Mione there as well then,"

"If you mean that she is related to you by a certain way, then yes she will appear,"

"Alright, continue then Graylag,"

"Very well then. Since we now have that settled then, will you please place three drops of your blood in the potion here so that then when the potion turns silver we can pour it over the parchment," said Graylag.

Harry nodded as Graylag brought over a dagger for him to use.

Soon after about five minutes have passed, Graylag began to spill the potion over one of two parchments. Writing began to appear, four names began to show at the top, four names that shocked everyone's socks off.

"Is that, is that…is that who I think they are?!" Asked Hermione.

Everyone was basically gasping like fish as they watched the list begin to grow, and then when in the middle it began to grow little until at the bottom they found both Harry's parents, and then him, and next to him is Hermione.

The room was silent. It was as silent that death itself was no where near the amount of silence was there. Not even the breaths of everyone in the room was heard because they were holding their breaths in for how shocked, amazed, but mostly shocked at how one person could still be so sweet, so unselfish, contain so much power, and not be bad or evil at all.

"Harry, do you even know how strong you are, and not by magically, but also politically as well, and…do you even know how many seats in the Wizengamot you have or in how much power you now have over the Ministry? I mean, the Malfoy's are nothing but peasants compared to you!?!?" Exclaimed Hermione.

Finally everyone, including Graylag for that matter, began to return back to their normal selves from their utter shock. Harry couldn't help but look over at how huge his family's history was, and from where he came from. When he reached his parents, he didn't see Lilly Potter, he saw the name Rosalinda Lilliana Verilain Potter.

"I thought my mother was Lilly Potter?"

"Merlin!!!" Shouted Graylag.

Everyone turned to the goblin in question.

"Graylag, what's wrong?" Asked Bill, not sure if that shout was good, bad, or worse.

"Harry, you're mother was adopted. Your grandparents died during the beginning of the war with Voldemort,"

"My mom was adopted?" Harry asked in a small voice.

His voice was small, but his demeanor was smooth and cool. Everyone began to feel that things were beginning to show that things were not as they seemed as they saw that Harry was too cool. Soon they noticed that this was just the calm before the storm.

"FUCK!!! FUCKING BLOODWARDS MY ASS!!!"

"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, 'Arry," said Fleur, soon to regret it.

"HOW THE FUCK COULD I KNOW!? MY MOM'S BEEN DEAD BEFORE I COULD EVEN WALK RIGHT FLEUR! DID YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL I WENT THROUGH BECAUSE OF THAT FUCKING BASTARD OF A HEADMASTER!?!?!?" An aura began to surround Harry.

Reds, oranges and golds flared out of him, but then Harry seemed to have calmed down a bit, but his magic that crackled the air around him didn't.

"Harry," said Hermione before she walked up to him and placed a hand on his cheek.

Harry closed his eyes and leaned into his sister's touch, and soon his flaring aura changed from it's fiery colors to more tamer, natural tones. There were lots of blues, greens, whites, few reds, some icy blues, and also some darker shades. Soon the colors began to calm down as Hermione held on to Harry as she knew and understood what caused Harry's pain. The others still had a long way to know, and only Remus knew a bit of Harry's pain, but he knew basically nothing compared to Hermione.

After a little patience from everyone, some help on Hermione's part, and controlling from Harry, his aura soon no longer showed itself and the room was visibly more calm. Hermione guided Harry to the seat beside her, holding on to him as she knew that she was the only one who could calm him down so easily.

"I'm sorry Fleur, I should never have lost my anger like that, and most of all yelled at you. My so called relatives I don't like to discuss because it is a touchy subject, and to now find out that I was never their nephew by blood or in any other way, and to still believe that I had protection there when I needed protection from them. The damage they caused me, all of these years believing that there were blood wards protecting me because of my mothers sacrifice and since Petunia was her sister. To find out now that I was never protected at all hurts all the way to a new level,"

"Harry," said Remus as he moved over to Harry's right side.

"Moony, I was always short because of them, I was always small and petite and bony and even bruised up because of them. I knew that I couldn't use magic out of school so I used make-up to cover up bruises until I came to Hogwarts in order to heal or use glamours before being able to heal." Harry shook his head, "you know that I'm really good in potions, but I don't show my knowledge to everyone at first because of fear. Fear because of my relatives, fear of getting beaten, fear of being sent back to that hell-whole when I finally got a chance to get away and maybe even finally learn something about myself," Harry took a breath.

The room was silent as Harry told his tale about his life to the people in the room.

"Harry you don't-"

"No, please I want to finish," Bill nodded as he understood.

Everyone was silent before Harry continued to speak.

"My so called relatives never loved me at all, they hated me from the tips of my hair to the tips of my toenails. I was told not to succeed because if I did succeed in any way at all, then I would be punished, if I got hire grades then my cousin then I'd be locked in a cupboard under the stairs that had a messed up old cot inside for a week or so with no food at all. I was only aloud out to go to the bathroom, cooking meals, doing chores, or for school. If I was better at all in anything than my cousin I would be locked away in that cramped up closet or even beaten and then locked up. Then they would lock me up without coming out at all, and they would even starve me for a week, or even more," Hermione had tears as she remembered seeing all his memories of when little.

Fleur was being held by Bill because she was already in tears because Harry has found out a lot and had been through pain a lot, and yet more comes along to bite at him. Bill was also unnerved at what was being told to him, and Remus was growling, ready to tear the Dursley's to shreds of papers. Graylag had fury in his eyes at what the young wizard was confining in him and the others in this room. It broke everyone's hearts to hear what Harry went through since he was first left on the Dursley's doorstep.

"Not only did I get beat when I did better, but when anything freakish, or basically anything at all that went wrong it was always blamed on me. I'd get beaten until I can barely stand or breath at all, I'd get locked up in that stupid cramped up little cupboard which was my room while there until my second year in Hogwarts, and even if Dudley, that stupid whale of a cousin of mine did something wrong, I would pay the consequences because their precious Dudley is a saint in their eyes. Since I was little I learned several things while I was with them, one being that you can only depend on yourself when it comes to keeping yourself alive. Another would be that adults only see what they want to see, that's why I didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts for any help. I would ask and even beg for Dumbledore to let me stay at the summer, but he would still send me there. And one more thing is, if you want things done, then you'll have to do it yourself. If it wasn't for that one then I probably wouldn't be alive today" Harry took a deep breath.

Hermione gave a small squeeze to his hand for a bit of comfort.

"Harry, I'm sorry that I didn't say anything sooner. I could have helped things become better for you if I came sooner," said Hermione.

"Mione, I told you already. If you had shown up sooner, I wouldn't have learned all that I had to learn. Even though I learned them the hard way,"

"But still, you didn't need to learn all of that Harry,"

"Mione, don't feel sorry for me, don't pity me or feel sorrow, or even dread for me. What I want you to feel is compassion, joy, love and sympathy, I want to see you determined and full of compassion because that is what you are, compassionate and determined. If it wasn't for your compassion, your determination and your brilliance, we would have, no I wouldn't have even survived. I was suspicious and I would have found out and I would have been killed, or maybe even commit suicide for how crazy I would have turned out if it wasn't for you,"

"Harry," and they were both in a hug full of tears, sorrow, warmth and love coming out of the both of them.

It was something that they both needed, still needed, and sometimes wanted very much from each other. Remus held them both, he held onto his cubs as if they were going to disappear once he let them go. Bill was full of pain, worry, determination, anger, and many other emotions as he thought over what Harry had admitted to them. He held on to Fleur as she was a bit shaking from the nerves as she was slowly going over the shock that she was in now at finding out what Harry has been going through throughout his life.

Soon as the emotional roller-coaster breakdown passed, they continued to find things out. Harry is the heir of the four founders of Hogwarts, he is half Elvin angel and half Vampire, he is the heir of seven other families. The Verilain, Black, Potter, Rowslarien, Steel, Freuric, Lerical's. Making him the heir of eleven families in total. There were many shocks that he would come from different cultures also and that he was filthy stinking rich for the rest of eternity if he survived that long. Which can't happen because even though he was half, he was still human in all, and even though the elvin part of him will also slow down his aging process even more, he was still human like everyone else, but he would live a very long life.

After the learning's of Harry's family history which intrigued everyone very much, they went straight to Harry's housings, properties, businesses, and places that he owns. Many things Harry changed, making many improvements, donations, salary changes, and some damage to the Headmaster in money wise. When finished they had a place for them to move to, vehicles that will be sent as soon as the place was prepared, and all had their driver's licenses for they would be living in the muggle world. Harry made changes so that he would have only two vaults instead of so many. One would contain all of the money, while the other will contain heirlooms, treasures, and any other objects that were not money.

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After waiting for the transfers to be done they went to visit the two vaults that were, thankfully, next to each other. They stopped to gather a pouch full of gold each, which the pouch would refill when ever empty. They were now going to the next vault that held many valuables, and Hermione was completely dieing to enter already so that she may look after for any books. When the vault was open, Harry felt a pull, which went the same for Hermione and for the others as well. Each walked over to different weapons that called to them.

Remus was pulled over to a pair of daggers and a long, Ebony wood black bow with arrows that the tips were mixed, both gold and silver. He didn't know why he was drawn to his weakness, but he was. He placed them on quickly to feel as though he was missing a peace of himself that was now filled. Soon he felt another pull and found that he was reaching for two pairs of daggers that were almost identical if it weren't for the handles. Red and gold they were and Remus knew that they represented the Gryffindor colors which he would hold very closely to him and wear them with his Gryffindor pride. Next to those daggers was a ring with a small ruby on it that he felt that was a missing piece and it was attached to a golden chain and so placed it on him, now feeling that he was all set, that there was no more and so began to look around.

Not far Bill found himself holding on to double bladed swords that he had no experience with, but knew and felt that these were meant for him. Not far he was then drawn to a wand that was almost a fiery red wood and when he picked it up with his left, it fitted just right there. He placed it back inside it's wand holster that he placed on his belt. There was one more thing that called to him, but what he didn't suspect was that it was a few books that were on the shelves. When he took a look he saw that they were old books on curse breaking and wards. There were five and there was nothing on the hard covered books, they brought out the curiosity in him and took them.

Fleur was amazed at how her magic reacted, the pull it was giving towards certain things in the room. When she reached the wall, there was a fan with the design of flower petals being blown by the wind. When it was in her hand, it felt as though it was the feeling of belonging. Soon she was pulled towards a pair of daggers, the hilts were lavender and had lovely feminine carving on them. Suddenly she felt a strong pull from her left, but then one came from her right. Soon the one from the right dominated and pulled her with full force. When Fleur reached said item she almost fell. When she looked up towards what was pulling her, she saw a necklace that was in the shape of a lavender flower, the stones were real amethyst. When she placed it on she felt another peace complete and protected also. And then she walked over to where the last pull came from which was a much smoother pull. There was a ring with an amethyst, the band was a white gold band. Fleur smiled at the ring and placed it on her index finger. It resized itself and soon felt completely complete, there was nothing else that called out to her and so she wondered around as she noticed that some were doing the same as well.

Hermione was dragged over to a bow and arrows that were made of red cherry wood. The texture was simple, yet elegant and lovely in its own way. She felt as though she needed it on and when she did, she felt an empty space that came out of nowhere fill up. Soon she was pulled over to a beautiful sword, it's blade shining in the light, the carvings were well crafted, and on the hilt there was a small sapphire and emerald on it, forming a small flower with a leaves. Soon said sword was in its sheath and was now tied up to her hip. Soon there were daggers that were tied to the other side of her hips. Once more she was called, but what she didn't expect was that what was calling her was a necklace with a white golden feather, a heart shaped lock and a key with the shapes of the moon and a ten sided star in the middle. She placed it on and found that the lock represented a part of herself that was locked, the key represented the answer, the key that she would need to later on unlock this locked up part that is inside of her. The feather, is a good luck charm that would bless the user with good luck. Soon she was pulled to a set of earrings in the shape of cherry blossoms. She placed them on to see that it was a communicator in one and a computer visor with the other earring. The last thing that she felt a full from was from one more necklace, it was in the shape of a cherry blossom, and when she wore it, she heard a voice in her head, 'To release your wand to it's true form, you need to speak it's name in the old language,' and that was all that was heard of. Hermione was looking around her to see if it was some sort of magic gig or something, but realized that it was actually real and that there was more to the cherry blossom than what it seemed.

Harry was different from the others. As soon as he walked in, he wasn't immediately drawn to anything at all. He began to look around, taking in his surroundings, noticing that everyone had something in their arsenal already that connected to them, making them start to feel more complete. Harry didn't feel anything, until he caught something in the corner of his eye near the far end of the room. He walked over, there in the corner stood a long staff of the darkest wood he had ever seen, ruins were carved on it, there were five small stones in the middle where it lay a clear crystal at the top. When he took hold of it, it hummed into his hand, and a soft white glow surrounded him. He knew that this was his and that it was because it deemed him worthy which was good because he could feel nothing but only good magic, purely good intentions that are waiting to be done. The staff itself felt as though it was alive itself,

'Can you here me?' asked Harry, not sure to why he was thinking to a staff, but it felt as though it was real.

'Yes, I can here you dear,' came the most softest voice that he had ever heard. It made him feel from nervous and kind of stupid to calm, collected, and made him have faith in himself.

'Who are you? Are you an angel trapped?' came a soft, childish voice from his own head.

'No dear, I am no angel, but thank you for asking though,'

'Are you the staff?' came out from Harry, in his mind.

'Yes deary, I am the staff, and I have chosen you to be my welder,'

'Your welder, how can I be your welder? I mean I know that I'm powerful and all, but I'm nothing special,' sulked Harry.

'Try the other way around sweetie, you've been nothing more than a little angel yourself. Never selfish, even though you have went through so much yet you still hold purely good intentions for everyone, and judge those that have wronged you is nothing wrong, just don't use any punishments that involve any evil at all,'

'Really, you think that I'm worthy to be your welder?'

'Harry, you are very pure at heart, yet you have been treated with almost no respect at all. Dear, I accepted you as my welder when you took hold of me, and I know that you will do good things,'

'Thank you for your encouragement, but do you think that I will find any other weapons or anything special other than you here? The others are finding their forever bond weapons here and yet, nothing is calling out to me, my magic isn't drawing out or the other way around,'

'Don't worry, but you will need to change back to your true self and let yourself flow around the room, let your magic reach out and then your weapon or weapons will call you,'

'Alright, I'll try,' Harry made his appearance change back at will to its true self. Soon Harry closed his eyes and let his magic guide him to his weapon or weapons.

He walked around by instinctively. Not a single bump without not even using anything to guide him other than his magic. Soon he felt that he was at a wall, he reached out and took hold in his hand a double-edged Japanese blade. There were ruins carved, and the hilt felt like no other that he had ever touched. It felt as though it belonged, that it was his. It wasn't Dudley's, it wasn't his stupid Aunt Petunia's present or Uncle Vernon's or even his Aunt Marge's present to Dudley. It was all his, and no one could take it away without a missing a few pieces.

'Wow, is this how it feels to be with my weapon?'

'Yes, it is now a part of you and will be yours for as long as you live,'

'Wow. Hold on, there's another pull,' thought Harry as he closed his eyes to get a better feel of the pulling sensation.

It came not that far away from him, actually it was near Hermione. Harry quickly shrunk his staff, not realizing that it turned to a bow of a violin, and quickly stuffed it to his back pocket, were his wand is at also.

Hermione was just staring at the necklace that she wore, but she didn't notice anything until she felt a presence next to her. When Hermione felt the presence, she realized that it was Harry and that his eyes were closed, and that he had his hand out.

'Does he have a necklace too?' thought Hermione as she watched.

Harry felt the pulse coming from beneath some things and knew that he had to dig through the pile. With his eyes still closed, he kept on moving things out with his right hand until he froze. His hand went straight to a necklace with a small emerald in the shape of a leaf. The chain holding the emerald was silver. As he held onto the necklace, it felt as though it was humming beneath his touch. If felt so wonderful, Harry couldn't stop the smile that came out.

Hermione, whom was next to him smiled as she somehow knew that it was him whom is next to her. Harry turned to her with the biggest smile she had ever seen him with,

"Harry, you found your necklace,"

"And you found yours, no?"

"Yes, but mine turns into a staff, but it said that I needed to say it's name in the old language,"

"Could it mean the old English language?"

"Hmm, maybe, but I'll just have to figure out my staffs name. Hey do you think that maybe it could be an incantation like those anime shows?"

"Well, maybe it could be, but she only asked for her name in the old language,"

"Yeah. Wait hold on, how do you know that my staff is actually a she?"

"My necklace is the brother of yours, but mine isn't a staff, but it will help me control my earth elemental powers, and said that I need three more objects, either jewel or something else that will help control, or give me control over the other three elements. It also filled me in about a few things about his sister, but I can't tell you because that would be cheating,"

"Wow,"

"Mione, do you think that you have any other special talents that you don't know about?"

"Hmm. Try checking if I have any missing memories," she told him.

Harry nodded and went into her mind and noticed that there were in deed missing memories. When he came out of her mind Harry had an annoyed look.

"Alright, I'm going to try using occlumency to remove your memory block. You have a lot of suppressed memories behind that block," he told her.

"Alright Harry, I trust you enough to know that you mean nothing ill,"

"Well of course not! I'm your brother now for crying out loud! There is no way not even when hell freezes will I ever feel or mean any ill intentions towards you Mione," Harry told her sincerely.

Hermione nodded and pulled him into a hug,

"I hate it when you're right, but I'm just glad that I heard you say it." Harry held her tight as he understood her.

"Close your eyes and stay calm," Harry whispered.

She did as she was told and Harry waved his hand over his sisters' head. Soon, Hermione's eyes snapped open as memories filled her mind, power began to radiate around her and Harry held onto her as her powers rolled off and around her.

A bubble appeared that Harry created instinctively, that would absorb all any wild magic that rolled off, and so as long as magic was pouring off, the bubble would stay in place, absorbing it all so it could stay in place until there was no more coming out of her.

It did not last long, only a few minutes before it calmed down enough and the bubble disappeared. Hermione was gasping as she was now tired from all of the memories that came back all of a sudden.

"How are you Mione?" Harry asked tenderly.

"I was adopted," she stated.

"What?" Asked Harry, unsure about what his sister had just told him.

"I'm adopted Harry, I'm actually part of the Wizarding world, a pure blooded witch," said Hermione in a hushed, hysterical voice.

"Alright, do you remember a name, one that we can find here?"

"Harry, I'm one of your cousins, from your mom's side," she said, her eyes now full of tears.

Harry takes a good look at her and notices that there is magic, both inside and outside or her. Some parts are spelled while others are potions. Harry soon was growling lowly, but with Remus near by heard.

"What's wrong cub? And what happen with Hermione?" He asked, worried about the viciousness in Harry's growl and Hermione's slight trembles.

"You know that Hermione is my cousin, from mom's side? You know that Dumbledore used many memory removal spells on her for every time she found out something like this? You know that Snape helped in with his potions? Did you even know that she is glowing with their magic? It takes me now, to actually notice this…her magic unblocked a little because I returned, or better yet healed her memories back," said Harry, both upset and angrily.

Remus growled lowly himself also as he heard Harry tell him what he had found out.

"Harry, even though Hermione is your cousin, now she is your sister since you used the blood bond that makes you two now siblings by blood,"

"So that's why it showed Mione bonded by blood only instead of as my cousin,"

"Yes, but why doesn't Mione have some of your features? She should since you are the eldest, between you and her,"

"Oh, that was me and her. We didn't want others to find out what we did so that's why she looks the same. But, apparently she's going to look completely different now…seriously a major heartbreaker," stated Harry, hoping to lighten up his, and Remus's bad mood.

Remus couldn't stop the sudden chuckle that came out when Harry said that.

"Well, it is so true. You're a major knock-out now, before you were almost on teens weekly once in a while, but now…if they saw you now, well then lets just stay that you'll be number 1 in the most available and most best looking guys around," Harry moaned.

"So much for wanting to stay normal, now I'll have to stay in my old form until we get to muggle London- wait, did you feel that?"

"Feel what cub?"

"Hold on, watch Mione. Sis, I'll be back," Hermione nodded and made her way to Remus as Harry soon walked over to a small sack.

When he took the small sack, he opened it and pulled out two marbles. Harry looked at them confused. They were both clear except for the fact that they had a swirl in the middle, one was red and orange like a flame, and when looking at closely it seemed to have a live flame flickering inside. While the second marble was like a sky blue and white color, giving off a cool feeling as the wind would give a person and when Harry stared into the middle it seemed as though there was a breeze moving inside. He realized that they were both his and that to keep them on his person, the sack with other marbles would help to keep them on his person. He smiled when he quickly realized it. Suddenly his head shot up and turned to his left, and his eyes fell on a ring that was held onto a sapphire, that when staring well enough could see the oceans flowing inside of it. When he placed the ring on his index finger, he felt calm, warm, cold, and hazed, all at the same time. Harry knew then that this was for his water ability. He felt satisfied when he placed the marble sack.

When Harry turned to go back towards wear Hermione and Remus were waiting for him, his eyes caught sight of a bunch of cloths that he didn't notice that were there until now. He walked towards one of the coats that he seemed to be drawing his attention from everything else for some reason. When he reached it, he saw what it was and noticed that it was a feather light charmed, black leather trench coat. He placed it on and just loved the feeling it gave off,

"Remus, Mione, check out this!" Called out Harry.

Soon they were there and looked at Harry surprised.

"Harry?" Asked Remus, curious to why Harry had on a leather trench coat.

"What do you guys think?" He asked, smiling.

"Well, I for one, think that I could use one for myself, but not so long," said Hermione.

"Awe, why not? I mean, even though we'll be going to Forks, doesn't mean that I'll be wearing this all the time. I just find it cool to wear and all. I'm taking this with me, and maybe a few other jackets and cloths from here also. You know you should look around too Moony!" Said Harry, excitement all over his expression and in his eyes, shining brightly.

"I don't know cub, the weapons that I found should be good enough, and besides, these are your family heirlooms,"

"Moony, you are my family too, just like Mione, you deserve a few cloths too because one, we can't have you walking around looking dreadful while you live in a lovely home, and you deserve cloths just as much as I do," declared Harry.

Remus sighed as he knew that Harry wasn't stubborn for nothing. He had the combination of both his mother's and his father's stubbornness.

"I don't have no for an option do I," Remus stated, knowing the answer already.

"Nope, not at all," Harry said with satisfaction that he got through Remus.

Once again Remus sighed, but with a slight turn of his lip.

"Fine, but as long as you don't drag me into taking anything else,"

"Oh, I don't know if I can do that Moony. I mean, after all…there are so many things that can help and all…I'm not sure, and there are a few things that give you pleasure. I know you won't mind at all a trip to buy books to fill up your own private defense library, or just your own private library period. Me and Mione are going to have our own so it's nothing. Oh, and we need a trip to get a few things for Hedwig, and maybe a pet or two for everyone," said Harry, a smirk that played its way now a full grown smile.

Hermione squeaked quickly pulled Harry to a hug that left him literally breathless. Remus noticed the color slowly leave Harry and laughed before pulling Hermione from Harry who was now turning blue.

Bill and Fleur heard Hermione squeak and went to see what was going on. When they saw, they smiled as they saw Hermione squeezing Harry for how happy she seemed.

After that small event, everyone had a trunk, shrunken in their pockets, full of books, cloths, their chosen weapons, the girls with their own selection of jewels, and a few other things that drew their attention. They went to the vault next to that vault and carried a pouch that filled up with the amount that one wanted. They left Gringotts with Hermione who seemed to be almost identical to Harry, but her skin was creamy, her hair was a dark brown, almost black with natural red highlights. Her eyes were naturally blue, and her curvy figure wasn't very curvy, but was very noticeably curved. All in all she was almost as powerful as Harry and was gorgeous none the less. Everyone basically left with smiles on their faces as they found all truths, and many secrets that they didn't know were hidden until today. Not only that, but they left with not only money to spend here in Diagon Alley, or any other alley that was connected, but also money to use in muggle London after they were done shopping for anything involving wizard.

Harry, Hermione, and Remus were now in their disguises with Bill and Fleur in Diagon Alley. Walking around, and taking in the breath of almost freedom.

"So Alex," said Aries, "where do you want to go first?" A smirk on her appearance as she looked over at her brother.

"Oh, I have a few ideas, but everyone will be benefiting from the places that I want to go to for now," said Alex mysteriously.

Everyone looked over at him, curious as to what places he would want to go to that would not only benefit him, but everyone as well.


Alrighty everyone!!! This is probably the shortest of the chappies that I have written so far, but hey! School is here now and I come home so tired that I even miss dinner!!! Sorry it is taking me so long to write. Hope that you all will forgive me and that you've all enjoyed this chappie. I hope so because this was hard to write, but who am I to complain?!?! Later!!!!!!!!!!! : P