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A/N: Hey guys.. sorry this took too long. I had to reread the fifth book. I want to make sure that when you read this fic right after it, that it wouldn't alter anything that had happened. Also please take note that like my other stories, the characters lead me to how the story should progress. I think destiny and free will go hand in hand in making real life as well as the lives of HP characters worth telling. Note: First Chapter is seven days after Second Chapter.
You might notice that I write the Draco's chapter differently as I write Harry's. I just want to convey the atmosphere and emotion of the two characters as they are of totally different and sees the world differently.
This chapter, this shows how powerful Harry is. Don't get me wrong, he is not invincible but as his birthday approaches, he grows stronger by the day. Besides, why would Dumbledore leave him with three houses without anyone to guard him? Don't think I'm giving away too much... There's so much more to it.
And can someone please tell me what age they are allowed to do magic outside of school...Thanks...
Chapter 3:
Green Flames
Harry was stuffing himself with breakfast along with Dobby and Hedwig when he thought hard of what he had to do next. His freedom was amazing but of course it came with responsibility. He now had three houses to take care of and quite a fortune to spend wisely. He didn't know much about financing other than making sure he buys what is necessary. In fact he had only bought so little for himself. Thinking back, he didn't buy himself anything except for food in the train, school materials, gift for friends and those magical binoculars to watch the Quidditch cup two years ago. Another reason why he gave away the thousand Galleons he won at the Triwizard competition was because he really didn't know what to do with it. He didn't have any idea what he was going to do with the small fortune that he had locked up in Gringotts. Harry was so deep in thought that Dobby had to catch his attention. "Young master, something wrong sir?" Dobby asked concerned with the young boy who was deep in thought. Even Hedwig was concerned because she was now looking intently at Harry.
"Huh? Oh, no Dobby, I was just thinking." Harry replied swallowing the bacon that was almost liquid in his mouth from chewing too much.
"Can Dobby help sir?" Dobby asked again, he knew that meddling with his master's affair was forbidden and should never be done but Harry Potter was like the son he never had or would want to have in the future. His concern for the boy ran deep as Harry gave him some things that his parents told him he could never have. One of them would be freedom. Not only from his former master whom his family had served for almost a century but from himself also. Being born a slave, the tradition and values taught to you doesn't only imprison you to the family you belong to but little by little imprisons yourself to those beliefs even if your heart was screaming something entirely different. Another one would be courage. He never had much of those before that night he decided to warn Harry about the diary. He knew that if ever there was something that he could ever be proud of is that once in his life he had the courage to do what is right and not what is told. That was the main reason why he had to do it even with the knowledge that the simple act would cost him his life. It wasn't a cheerful thought but at least he did something he always wanted to do, to do what is right. And yet he never thought that his involvement with Harry Potter would do him better that he ever imagined.
"Well, you see this house isn't the only one I own. I have one at Godric Hollow and one at Hogsmeade. The whole fortune of the Potter line will be transferred to my Gringotts account next month on my birthday and frankly, I have no idea how I can go on about it. I haven't taken care of a whole house before, I lived in a cupboard for eleven years and not a fake cent belonged to me. Now look at me, stuck in the responsibility of owning three. Three!" Harry ranted to Dobby who he felt should know what was going on in his life because he would want him around long, well as long as he's alive that is. But then when you know that the most powerful dark wizard is out to get you, that was a very short time indeed and he was planning to enjoy the short life that he had.
"Can Dobby speak freely sir?" Dobby asked, so he did have courage but then old habits are damn hard to break.
"Sure Dobby, go ahead. You shouldn't do otherwise in this house or any of my houses or anywhere as long as you're in my care. And I do need some proper advice." Harry said and stuffed himself again with food. Excitement did tend to make him hungry, except before a Quidditch match. Besides, Dobby did make such a delicious breakfast that Hedwig was still on the table after she finished her meal. She didn't really think it would be good to fly around with a full stomach.
"Well, young master could first buy some clothes for himself." Dobby said embarrassed. He got the chance to look around the house that night to see what he had to work with and found to his amazement that only a few clothes actually fit Harry. Harry looked at the shirt he was wearing and acknowledge with a nod that he would definitely be doing that as he was still stuck with wearing Dudley's clothes in that house, not to mention he owned so few that actually was his size.
"Afterwards young master can go to young master's other houses and see if Dobby needs cleaning them sir." Dobby suggested with delight because he was not only being listened to of his opinion but it was asked.
"Oh wait, now that you mentioned it, I have no idea how to get there. Do you have any idea how I could? I only have an address." Harry asked finishing his breakfast with a full glass of milk down his throat.
"Of course sir! Dobby has done much traveling when he was free from old master's household. Dobby can show you directions sir!" Dobby said proudly as he did look for work for a few weeks before landing a job in Hogwarts.
"Its settled then, today, we are going out! Wait, you can turn invisible right? Not that I'm embarrassed but Muggles aren't really accustomed to seeing a house-elf." Harry said as excitedly because he was going somewhere without worrying about enduring the wrath of his demented relatives. He went bouncing up the staircase but before he could reach the door, Dobby shouted after him saying Ron and Hermione's letter were on his nightstand. Apparently Hedwig was also ecstatic about the news that night that she didn't return without return mail. She knew Harry would be happy.
Harry, Congratulations!
I'm so happy for you.
Maybe Ron and I can stay there before class started?
Well, it's good that Dobby's getting wages and days off. Be sure that he picks what day it is and when you buy him new clothes; don't take it out of his wages or else Harry. But I know he would be better with you than with anyone else. Take good care of him. I know he cares about you a lot. House-elves are known to be very loyal when it comes to their masters and I know Dobby has been loyal to you even before he was in your care and I doubt that he would stop now. Tell him I said hi.
I also have great news for you.
Ron finally admitted his feelings for me by sending me a Clandestineness. It was so sweet. Well, you know how I feel about him right? So I sent him a Clandestineness back saying 'Took you long enough! Of course I'd go out with you. I wouldn't want to miss the opportunity of being the girlfriend of the future Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.'
That was about a week after coming home. Sorry if we haven't been sending letters. We were bursting to tell you but we knew how your Uncle hates receiving owls. I would've sent you mail through the post office but I figured your Uncle wouldn't be giving it to you anyway. We were talking about you a lot because we couldn't get through to you and felt you would be happy for us.
Lots of love,
Hermione
Harry! That's bloody brilliant mate! It's about time those loons left you alone. You should've hexed that cousin of yours a long time ago. But then again, I don't think it'd be worth being expelled. Bloody hell, I'm starting to sound like Hermione.
By the way mate, Hermione and I have been going out for about three weeks now. I sent her a Clandestineness saying I love her and if she could go out with me. My heart was pounding from the moment I made the letter until I got the response. I think my heart pounded so fast and then suddenly stopped when I heard her reply. Embarrassingly enough, I fainted.
Ginny had to smack my face twice to wake me up. Now if only I had the proper mind to read the letter in the privacy of my own room and not at the breakfast table where everyone was. But I was so nervous that I couldn't get up.
So for three weeks now, I have been teased to death by these loons.
I do hope you forgive us for not telling you. We don't think it would've gotten to you anyway.
It's good that you've got Dobby. I don't think I would survive without mum's cleaning or cooking. I know you know how to do both but owning three houses isn't actually an easy feat. Don't you dare treat that house-elf bad because you'd know Hermione would throw a fit and when she's mad at you, she'll include me. She's a bit scarier now that we're together because the things she's capable of are just some things best not thought of and more to the fact that I'd die if I lose her. Seriously I'd drop dead when she says she doesn't love me anymore.
Don't you dare tell her that or I'll kill you even before Voldemort!
Oh and mate, mind if Hermione and I stay at your place before school starts? I don't think I can take it when they see Hermione and me together. They're already unbearable as it is. I think I'll spare her the embarrassment.
Ron
P.S. I do hope McGonagall pick me to be Captain. It would do well in my records when I try out for the Chuddley Canons after graduation and I wouldn't want to disappoint Hermione if I don't get it.
Hermione,
Congratulations too! I really am happy for you. And you're right about not sending me letters. I swear they were getting more paranoid every year, but then again I knew since I could remember that they were twisted so it should be expected.
Great response. He just sent me a letter saying he fainted after hearing it. I laughed out loud when I read it. It would've been more fun to watch than imagine though.
Stay here? Of course you can stay! That's not even a question! I'll have Dobby prepare your room. You can stay in my other houses too and you don't even have to ask. I might give you duplicate keys to the three. Don't worry about Dobby, 'Mione, I wouldn't treat him bad, you know that. We're even going shopping today. He doesn't know yet that I'll be buying him clothes along with mine. He's been very helpful with figuring out what to do with the houses and the fortune. Maybe when you're here you can also give me advice on it.
And will you tell Ron that even if he doesn't get to be the Captain that you'd still 'borrow' (between not so good friends, it s called stealing. It's a good thing we are, huh?) My cloak to stare at him when he's sleeping and when he's playing Wizard's Chess with other students while having him think you were in the library. Shocked? Sometimes, your feet show a bit when you do it. Don't worry, I haven't told anyone, not even him.
I have to write a letter to Ron now. I don't want to be start the day so late today; we got so much to do and so many places to go to.
Harry
Ron,
Well done mate! Don't you think that was a little bit too long for gathering up courage and/or realizing that you actually care for her that much? Anyway, I'm still happy for you.
You can stay here of course! Ron, you didn't have to ask. I'll have Dobby prepare your room. I actually told 'Mione that you could stay in all my three houses and that I might be giving you a spare key to each of the houses.
Nah, I wouldn't tell Hermione that, of course I know something that you don't know. And to be fair that I wouldn't tell her, I wouldn't tell you also. Can I tell her however that your Chuddley Canon poster turns into her picture when you tap your wand with it? I'm sure she'd love to know that.
I'm going to buy some clothes for Dobby and me today and maybe some furniture for the houses. There are so many things to do.
I'll send a letter to your parents by the end of the week to ask permission if they'd let you stay here a whole month before class starts as I would want to have company while I go on about this inheritance ordeal.
Of course McGonagall will give you Captaincy. Who else should she give it to? You're natural being a leader. I'd rather have a crazed evil wizard after my arse every now and then than dealing with disciplining the team and thinking of strategy on how to lose the other team. Games to you are like books to Hermione, you know them page by page.
I have to go now. I want to start early today. Good thing it's a Monday morning too, not many people are shopping as they would have done it this weekend.
Harry
Harry finished his letter and called Hedwig. Hedwig was really enjoying the freedom of flying in and around the house. "Hedwig, would you mind sending these off for me? And take your time, Dobby and I will be out the whole day. You can wait for response if you want. I'm sure they'll feed you while they make it. Take care." Harry said lovingly at the snow owl. Hedwig nipped his finger gently and with a loud hoot, she left Harry's new room.
Harry prepared for the day and went to get his car keys and see if Dobby was ready. Dobby had a few decent garments that he owned while at Hogwarts which he wore. It was a bit colorful and mismatched but he would be invisible anyway.
Harry sped off to the parking lot nearest The Leaky Cauldron. The witches and wizards looked at his direction and nodded in recognition. He smiled weakly and nodded in response. Dobby could feel the uncertainty he had with the crowd. He wasn't invisible now as they were already in the magical world.
"Mr. Potter, I am Celina Nickerson. I'm very pleased to finally meet you." A tall plump woman in her forties with hair tied to a bun and face full of make-up approached him. There was a certain aura in her that told Harry, she wasn't as nice as she pretended to be. Her hand was extended and Harry took it reluctantly though no one noticed but Dobby.
"How do you do?" Harry said shaking her hand. She was expecting that Harry kissed her hand and was quite surprise at his actions. Surely, this boy could use some pointers in proper etiquette she thought.
"I don't mean to be rude but are you putting this house-elf for sale?" Harry could tell that the woman was from a wealthy family as she eyed Dobby with certain interest. Dobby immediately grabbed Harry's hand fearing the woman and the look that she gave him.
"Why would you think that I'd be putting him up for sale madam?" Harry asked firmly beginning to feel the annoyance to the woman in front of him. He squeezed Dobby's small hand to assure him that he wasn't going anywhere.
"Well, it is dressed in different colored garments primarily of course to catch the attention of buyers. I am sure that I can afford the price that you are selling it for." Celina Nickerson said in quite a loud voice so that the whole place could hear her. Harry could tell that many of the ones in there were also annoyed at the woman as he is if not more and that the bartender's face towards the woman wasn't friendly at all.
"Ma'am I think you are mistaken on many accounts. First, his name is Dobby and is not an 'it'. I am NOT and will ever put him up for sale and the reason why he is wearing colorful garments is because he is fond of them. I for one do not see anything wrong with that. I let him wear garments and in fact I encourage him to do so." Harry stated firmly so that everyone can hear him. He saw it as a good opportunity to make the public aware that it wouldn't hurt treating their house-elf with respect. If only Hermione could see him now, he's sure she'd be very proud.
"Preposterous! Why would someone as famous as you Mr. Potter would want to treat a house-elf this way? House-elves should know their place in our lives, not as pets, they're slaves!" Celina Nickerson was now making a scene. Harry thought that she is probably one of those witches that treat their house-elf unkindly.
"Dobby is not my slave! I do not, have ever and will ever treat Dobby as a pet. Dobby, though he is under my service is my friend. I do believe that respect is earned madam and not brought about by fear or wealth. If you'll excuse me, Dobby and I have matters to attend to." Harry almost shouted. He was controlling his anger because he knew that when he is angry a certain amount of magic escapes him and does things for him. He was heading towards the back to the entrance to Diagon Alley. Celina Nickerson was dumbfounded and rooted to her spot but she wasn't going to back out and have Lily Evans' son embarrassed her like that.
"I'll give you five hundred Galleons for the slave Mr. Potter. Perhaps that will change your mind?" She said and some of the wizards sprayed out their drinks by the offer being made.
"I'd pay you five hundred Galleons just to make you shut up." Harry retorted without looking back. He couldn't understand why wealthy people think they own the world and everything in it.
"You are James' son, handsome, noble and popular. Everyone thought he was smart until he showed his stupidity by marrying that Muggle-born redhead." Celina's words seem to have its effect as Harry stopped dead at the mention of his father's name. When the last words where uttered, the Leaky Cauldron was shaking as if there was an earthquake. But then again everyone knew that it was magically protected to protect it from such natural disasters. Not even the highest intensity of earthquake can make it shake like the way it was doing now.
"Take it back." Harry said. Dobby was now retreating from Harry and so did everyone else. Celina stood her ground. She was too proud to do such a thing. Why would she? She was the daughter of another powerful and wealthy wizard and not any boy, especially Lily's son would make her cower.
"I said take it back." Harry turned around and Celina Nickerson learned that moment what it was to fear. Harry's eyes were burning green. Not just the way he stared her down but his eyes were literally in green flames and his body was emanating a soft glow of the same color. Everyone could feel how powerful he was and they too feared him. They now knew why Voldemort feared the boy as much as he feared Albus Dumbledore. Before anything else happened though, Albus Dumbledore himself appeared out of nowhere with a loud pop. This didn't make Harry snap out of his furious state, not until his professor spoke.
"Celina, I think it is wise to follow the boy's request as I wouldn't want to send you back to your father as a pile of ashes." Albus stood beside Harry and placed a hand in his shoulders. His hand made Harry calmed down a bit. That meant the place stopped shaking and the glow in his body disappeared but his eyes were still in flames.
"You mean you will let him kill me? Is that it professor?" Celina asked his former professor. It was just like old times when he would let James' and his friends' pranks run amok in Hogwarts.
"Celina, there is only so much I can do. The extent of Harry's powers is unknown even to me and it is within reason why he would act this way. I doubt that you cannot feel how powerful he is from where you are standing. The only reason why I am here is because I felt his anger and I tell you I was quite a long way from this place. Now dear, just take back your words." Albus calmly said as he was giving Harry a squeeze to somehow let the boy know that he should calm down. He knew that Harry cannot be restrained when it comes to his parents.
"Fine! I take it back." Celina said insincerely but it was enough to calm Harry down. Celina disappeared with a loud pop.
"Harry, you have got to learn to control your anger." Professor said as he faced the boy. The other people in the Leaky Cauldron settled back down to their proper places and didn't dare whisper among them until Harry was out of earshot.
"I'm sorry professor. First she insulted Dobby. I tried but then when she insulted my mum. I just lost it." Harry tried to explain. He wasn't aware that his eyes were on fire or that his body glowed green. All he knew was that he was fatal to anyone who raised anything against his parents and friends.
"How did you know that I was here?" Harry asked. He didn't know that he was that powerful to send out such strong vibes to those he was closed to emotionally and/or has strong powers such as Albus Dumbledore himself.
"I was actually passing by to replenish my candy supply in the office. I didn't really know you'd be here also." Professor Dumbledore lied. Well, it was part true because he did need to replenish his candy supply but then he could have done it some other time.
"Dobby and I are on our way to Diagon Alley. Would you like to join us professor?" Harry happily invited his professor as if nothing happened earlier.
"Well, I just remembered that I have some place else to be at this moment, perhaps another time. You and Dobby enjoy yourselves." The old man said and disappeared in front of him.
"Come on Dobby. I'll carry you on my shoulders so that I won't lose you in the crowd. Bye Tom!" He called out to Dobby and waived to Tom, the bartender happily. Dobby just climbed to his shoulders without saying a word and didn't mention what had happened inside the bar.
While walking to Diagon Alley, many people were bowing and greeting him. Most of them he didn't know so he would just smile weakly and waved hello.
"Sir, why is Harry Potter avoiding the people?" Dobby finally asked when Harry was trying hard not to be spotted by letting his hair fall in his forehead and bought a cap to place over his head.
"Well, believe or not Dobby, I can't handle all this popularity. I prefer being invisible." Harry professed as it was true that even after how many years of popularity, he still didn't like being that popular. "It's actually ironic that in the non-magical world I can be invisible when in this place, I can only do that with my father's cloak." Harry explained as they made their way to Gringotts.
It was to Harry's surprise that his vault was moved to another vault.
"Why was my vault changed without my knowledge? Who approved of this?" Harry asked sternly. He was a little bit alarmed if there were changes in his vault that he didn't know about.
"I did sir. Kebo Bastet, Head Manager of Gringotts bank here in Diagon Alley." A very formal and well clothed goblin approached him and extended his hand.
"And why may I ask sir have I not been informed of the changes?" Harry said as he took it. He was a bit calmer now that someone will be able to tell him why.
"Please sir, don't mistrust us because of this. It was only changed this morning as we are aware of the fortune that will be transferred to your account soon and the vault that you had could not sustain the amount of Galleons that will be coming in. A letter was just sent in this morning, it may not have arrived yet." The goblin explained as he personally assisted Harry and Dobby to Harry's new vault.
"Why did you do it this morning then? You could have moved it on my birthday. That would be plenty of time for the letter to get to me." Harry argued. He didn't want to mistrust the goblins as Hermione once lectured him about how strict they are about finances. They were so deep under London that Harry knew if they got buried here alive, they will be considered dead.
"Under the circumstances sir, we were forced to. You see, Fred and George Weasley, the owner of a thriving shop has entrusted us with their finances and has instructed us that twenty percent of their profit be transferred to your account every week sir. And you may not be aware of it but they are doing very good in their business that the twenty percent increases per week sir especially since the beginning of the summer." Kebo explained. They finally arrived at the vault and Harry saw that the vault door was twice as big as the Great Hall's door.
"Perhaps this would explain it better sir." Kebo Bastet opened the vault door which took about a good minute and a half to open as they were so many locks that opened on its own and as the door slid down slowly. Kebo then went inside before it could open fully and placed the lamp in a stand. The small flicker of light was enough to reflect all the Galleons in the vault. It illuminated the whole vault into a stunning display of wealth. Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. Dobby's eyes were so big; a whole dinner plate could have fit in his eye sockets. It was as large as the Great Hall and half of it was filled with Galleons. Compared to his last visit, it increased ten times it original state.
"Wow, you mean that they are earning this much?" Harry finally spoke.
"Well sir, more than this as what you see is an accumulation of twenty percent of their profit. The other half of the room sir is reserved for the coming profits this weekend and we predict it would be plenty sir." Kebo explained. Harry had to try not to gasp as the other half of the room was still quite an enormous size to fill with Galleons.
"But then, when my inheritance is transferred by next month will you have to move my vault again?" Harry asked trying not to think of how much he had now. Contrary to normal people who would suddenly think of spending all this vast wealth into possessions, he was thinking of how he could ever thank the Weasley twins for such an act and how he couldn't think of anyone else who deserve wealth better than the Weasley family.
"No sir, as it is stated in the letter I was to accompany you here and explain to you that there is a secret door hidden here and there we will be transferring your inheritance. Would you like me to show it to you now or should I wait until you place a spell on your house-elf so that he wouldn't see what I'm going to show you." The goblin asked politely. He knew that he was talking to Harry Potter and with all the news that they knew about him, he wasn't that kind of wizard but out of regulations, he still had to ask.
"Put a spell on him? No. In fact, I give Dobby permission to take out money from my account when I am not available to do so personally. Is that understood?" Harry sated and the goblin nodded. He then proceeded to the back of the vault and a face of a giant lion was engraved in the stone.
"You can change the password if you like but for now it is 'open'." The lion opened up its mouth to show an opening and inside was another room. It was dark and since there was nothing there, Harry didn't bother going in.
"I would like to withdraw some money." Harry said to the goblin.
"Of course sir, but before that let me present you with this." Kebo Bastet pulled out a green pouch in his pocket. The word 'Gringotts' were embroidered in gold. "It is a complimentary pouch given to those who have enormous accounts with us such as yours sir. It is enchanted to carry large amount of Galleons in such a small space and will not be seen by anyone but you and your house-elf since you trust him now with this account. It can also change into Muggle money whenever you need it sir." The goblin explained.
"Please help yourself. I'll be outside when you are ready." The goblin nodded and left Dobby and Harry alone to collect their money. Harry took a sack-full worth of Galleons which fit in the small pouch that was given to him. It was helpful because the pouch looked as if there were only five Galleons in it. They went back to Diagon Alley to visit Fred and George's shop.
"Fred! George!" Harry called out to the twins. He had to knock at the glass window beside the cashier as the shop was filled with people of different ages. Fred noticed Harry and signaled him to go around the back. Fred opened the backdoor to let Harry and Dobby in.
"Harry! Glad you could visit us. I heard what happened. Congratulations." Fred said. He went and took a peek in the cashier and pitied his brother as he was being bombarded with money in his face and thousands of voices shouting out at the same time making them incomprehensible.
"Hey Harry, would you like to help us with the selling today. Not the whole day. We just want to control the crowd." Fred had an idea that he knew his mother will strangle him if she ever found out.
"Sure, just as long as you do me one favor." Harry answered.
"What?"
"Stop putting money in my bank account. Your family should have all the money that you two are making. Not me." Harry answered.
"Don't worry about it Harry. We give mum money and we are the one's paying Hogwarts for Ginny and Ron's education until they graduate." Fred said and was really getting worried. He might not find his brother alive when he comes back in the cashier.
"No. Just promise me you'll spend it with family and I'll help you with that crowd." Harry pointed at the crowd and they were really getting extremely restless.
"Fine, we promise! Now will you help us?"
"Sure, what do I do?" Harry asked preparing to hold a crowd with his well toned physique. Fred whispered something in Dobby's ears and Dobby immediately went out. Fred followed him and there were silence in the shop. Harry got curious that he took a peek inside and to his amazement the crowd was now in a single file. He then heard Fred's voice.
"Here he is ladies and gentlemen, the one, the only Harry Potter!" The crowd cheered but stayed where they were. George then grabbed Harry. Harry was shocked that everyone was eyeing him that way.
"Why are they staring at me like that?" Harry asked the two of them. The twins look at each other.
"Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately Harry?" Fred asked. Dobby was now marking two squares in the counter and casting a spell on it.
"Yes, this morning. Why?" Harry said still not getting why. The twins just shook their head. Apparently, Harry hadn't realized how he transformed from a scrawny boy-who-lived to the delicious boy-thank-heavens-who-lived.
Dobby was already done and signaled the person in front of him to buy what he wanted.
"Just give your order and place your money in the smaller square. You will get your order at the bigger square. Master Harry, will you please sign in my hand sir?" Dobby asked his master.
"What for?" Harry asked confused.
"Sir, they want your sign in their bags sir. If you sign in my hand they will have it magically in their bags." Dobby explained. Harry threw the twins death glares.
"What? Come on, it s good business. Just so the world knows that we are being supported by the Harry Potter himself." George explained.
"Fine. But if your mother finds out, I was just helping out. And you promised that you're not going to put any Galleons in my account anymore." Harry said as he signed Dobby's wrist which immediately disappeared and reappeared in every bag that was bought.
"Actually Harry, we promised that we would spend it with family." Fred reminded him.
"Yeah, and remember what mum told you. You're like family to us. Heck if you dye your hair red and bring clothes at the Burrow, you're practically a Weasley." George explained.
"Thanks George but I'm not. Just don't anymore okay. I really appreciate it but as I told you, I don't need the money." Harry said.
"But without your help in the first place we wouldn't have all of this."
"But it was your genius that made it this big."
"Look, how about we cut it out to ten percent? Would you let us place money in it then?" Fred offered.
"No guys, what you gave me were far more than what I gave you."
"Harry, it's no big deal. Besides, our conscience would never ever let us sleep at night if we didn't give you back at least some of our earnings." Harry looked at George disbelievingly.
"You don't have conscience." Harry said mockingly.
"He is right George, we don't have that. But you know what we meant. It's a form of gratitude. Just accept it Harry. How about this, if we need some extra cash because George and I are losing business, we'll borrow some money from you. Just let us give you at least ten percent." Fred offered.
"Okay, fine. Ten percent and no more than that. If you need money, you swear you'd ask it from me first and not as a loan." Harry stated firmly. The twins looked at each other and nodded.
"Great then. Dobby, come on we have to go." Harry smiled and motioned for Dobby that they were going.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Harry Potter must be off to do business but don't worry, he already signed all of our bags for you." Fred shouted at the crowd. Harry gave a small goodbye waive and a girl almost fainted. Harry didn't notice this as he was already going towards the backdoor. Fred did saw it and just shook his head at how Harry could be so humble and oblivious of his looks.
"Fred, why didn't you mention to Harry that we were going national and that five branches will be opening by next month all over London?" George pretended to ask innocently.
"My, it must have slipped my mind. And dear me I actually forgot that going national meant the ten percent he will be getting could very well be equivalent to thirty percent of what we make now. Oh dear, the things that slipped my mind." Fred shook his head and acted as if he really did regret it. George just chuckled at this.