Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. For if i did, I wouldn't be using only my spare time to write.

The next few weeks had passed with nothing really special happening other than a few things that had made the news on this day. The first was that Voldemort's thugs had made an attempt to attack the Ministry and Hogwarts. Both attacks did nothing more than get fifty Death Eaters caught and twenty-five more killed. The second was that Voldemort had made a public announcement in Diagon Alley at the time of both of these attacks and killed five children that were going to be first years at Hogwarts this year. Harry was silently reading today's issue of the Daily Prophet. The front page had a picture of Voldemort standing on the stairs in front of Gringgotts bank. Being a wizard picture, everyone in the picture moved. Voldemort stood talking and then he turned his wand on an 11-year-old girl and she fell lifelessly to the pavement. Below the photo the article began

You-Know-Who Calls out Dumbledore

Yesterday during the dual attacks on Hogwarts and the Ministry, You-Know-Who made an appearance in Diagon Ally. All that He-Who-Must-Be-Not-Name said was that, "I, (You-Know-Who) call out that muggle loving fools that teach the wizarding children of England. He has tainted every pure-blood wizard. Putting them with half-bloods and mud-bloods. Where is Dumbledore to protect those children now?" After finishing that he killed five eleven year old that were getting school books and other supplies for Hogwarts. We have tried countless times to contact Albus Dumbledore for a response but have not got an owl in return. We here at the Daily Prophet will try and get the other side of the story for our loyal readers.

As Harry read the short article, he felt his blood to begin to boil. Harry was outraged, "They expect Dumbledore to be everywhere at once. What the hell do they think he is? He can't be in ten places at once. They know nothing of the prophecy I am the only one that can kill Voldemort." Hermione could tell Harry's temper was getting the best of him. His was frowning and his eyes showed he was in deep thought. She grabs his hand and intertwined their fingers, and saw him instantly relax. Finally, Harry opened his mouth to break the silence in the room, "Mione they act like Dumbledore is the one who needs to protect everywhere at once."

"I know Harry, but they know nothing about the prophecy and we need to keep it that way at the current time or else they will put you in Dumbledore's place," Hermione grimaced at the thought.

"Yeah Mione. Well Rita Skitter would be jumping for joy. She would say that she knew that we were having snogging secessions behind everyone's back in 4th year," Harry laughed. He barely ducked the playful swipe Hermione took at his head. It had only been two weeks since they had gotten together but for any on looker they would have guessed this couple had been together for at least a few years. The two teens were still lying under the blanket of the bed they shared. It was only now becoming seven in the morning. Both teens were in their sleeping attire. Harry had a pair of black athletic shorts on. Hermione was in a white tank top and a designer pair of sleep pants.

Harry and Hermione started a passionate kiss. This kiss would have lasted long had they not been interrupted. Even though the two teens were together, they still hid if from everyone to stop and awkward situation with everyone. It had been hard for the last two weeks but luckily, no one had walked in Harry's room until at least 8:30 in the morning. Not today Molly Weasley was walking in the room to wake up Harry. Molly had not taken the time to knock and not yet had she check on Hermione's room. At first, she was speechless at the sight before her. Harry and Hermione had always been like one of her own. Inside she had figured eventually they would be together but in recent years, she could see that Ron also liked Hermione. The sight of Hermione kissing Harry enraged her at the current time. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed at the top of her lungs.

Harry and Hermione both jumped away from each other. Harry had fallen onto the floor from the shock of the moment. Hermione had stayed on the bed but had looked much like a deer in headlights in front of Molly's glare. "Molly, can you keep it down please," Hermione pleaded with the witch that stood glaring daggers at her.

"I WILL DO NO SUCH THINGS BOTH OF YOU NEED TO EXPLAIN YOURSELVES FOR SNEAKING AROUND EVERYONES BACKS," Mrs. Weasley shot back at Hermione.

Harry started feeling his anger blood. What right did she have yelling in his home? After the will of Sirius, Harry had been in possession of Gremial Place and a few other houses, as well as the motor cycle. "MOLLY YOU HAVE NO RIGHT DEMANDING THAT IN MY HOUSE. NOW I WOULD RATHER LIKE IT IF YOU WOULD PLEASE LOWER YOUR VOICE IN MY HOME," Harry snapped back. Molly was shocked that he would talk to her this way. She felt hurt that Harry would say such a thing.

Much to the unawareness of everyone in Harry's room even member that had been sleeping in the house had woke up and came to find out what was going on. Everyone made sure to stay out of sight and silently started taking bets on what Mrs. Weasley had seen. Fred and George had bet she walked in on them shagging. Lupin and Tonks both said that they were sleeping in the same bed. Dumbledore put 5 gallons that she had just walked in on them kissing. Everyone else was just watching the five gamblers whispering to each other. The last member to mope his way down stairs was Ronald Weasley.

"What's going on," Ron asked stifling a yawn. Everyone was cautious as to tell him what was actually happening.

Lucky they didn't have to because Mrs. Weasley picked up her courage and began the argument once more, "HARRY JAMES POTTER WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING TO IN THAT TONE. I COULD CARELESS IF EVERYONE FOUND OUT WHAT YOU AND HERMIONE HAVE BEEN DOING BEHIND OUR BACKS. HOW DO YOU THINK RON IS GOING TO TAKE THIS?" Molly had not dropped her shouting voice.

Harry looked down. He hadn't thought about Ron liking Hermione. How would Ron take it? That question didn't take long to answer because just a few minutes after Molly had said that Ron bounded into the room. "BLOODY HELL. YOU TWO HAVE BEEN SHAGGING BEHIND MY BACK. HARRY YOU KNEW I LIKE HERMIONE AND YET YOU BETRAY MY FRIENDSHIP LIKE THIS. I'LL BE GLAD WHEN VOLDEMORT KILLS YOU," Ron spat at Harry. After finishing the last sentence he regretted saying such a thing.

By this time Hermione's anger had done risen to dangerous levels, "RONALD Weasley, HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH A THING. FOR YOUR INFORMATION I ONLY CARE FOR YOU AS A BROTHER NOTHING MORE. YOU AREN'T THE TYPE OF GUY I WOULD DATE."

Mrs. Weasley was appalled by the way that Hermione had talked to Ron, "DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO MY SON THAT WAY. I SHOULD JINX YOU INTO NEXT WEEK FOR THAT. I THINK I AM PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF DISCIPLING MY SON."

Harry snapped with the way Mrs. Weasley had again talked down to Hermione, "DON'T YOU DARE USE THAT TONE WITH ANYONE IN MY HOUSE HOLD. ALSO YOU SHOULD REFRAME FROM USING THREATS IN MY HOME."

Finally Dumbledore felt he needs to step in before Molly got hurt. He could feel the power coming of his grandson just as everyone else could. Dumbledore strode in the room hoping that Harry could control his temper enough to be reasoned with. "Everyone pleases calm down," Dumbledore was cut off.

"LIKE HELL I WILL ALBUS THESE TWO DIDN'T THINK ABOUT HOW EVERYONE WOULD TAKE THIS," Molly began.

"BLOODY HELL MOLLY JUST SHUT IT WOULD YOU," Harry snapped back.

"Listen I know that everyone in this room is agitated for some reason or another. Molly you are wrong about this. Harry and Hermione knew how everyone would take it in that is why they hid it even from each other for the longest time. I do agree that Harry and Hermione probably should have told Ron but I understand that they wanted to wait a while before waking that dragon," Dumbledore paused just a minute to let his words sink in, "Now we have to escort the kids to Diagon Alley to get school supplies. We can work this disagreement out later." With that said Molly and Ron both left the room muttering to themselves. Harry was still fuming mad but knew his grandfather was right. Hermione was trying to figure a way to comfort Harry and try and get him in a better mood. Dumbledore waited till both Weasley's left until he addressed the two teens left in the room, "Listen Harry and Hermione I know you are upset with both of them but please try and resolve this before school." Dumbledore smiled at the pair that embraced each other for comfort, "You know the two of you remind me of Lily and James when they first were together. Mind you they were never really friends before that but they still found the most unconditional love for one another. Listen to me an old man just babbling about times forgotten." Dumbledore strode out of the room lost in his thoughts of the past. Before he made it out the door her turned around, "What exactly did Molly walk in on this morning?"

"We were just kissing, Grandfather," Harry replied questioningly to Dumbledore's question. As soon as Dumbledore hear his grin got bigger as he walked out the door. From the hallway Harry and Hermione could hear people groan and the sound of money exchanging hands. "So I guess they were betting on what Molly had seen and got so upset about," Harry whispered into Hermione's ear.

"It would seem so. Now Harry we need to get dressed and get ready for Diagon Alley," Hermione stood up with her last words. She quickly crossed the hallway to her room and began to get dressed. She decided to wear a muggle tee shirt with a pair of jeans and her sneakers.

Harry had just got up and began to grab clothes out of his dresser when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in," Harry said without even turning to look at his new companion. Harry grabs a pair of jeans and a rather snug-fitting white tee shirt.

Finally the small red head which opened her mouth, "Hey big brother sorry about earlier."

Harry smiled he hadn't talked to Ginny alone since they had found out that they were blood realities. Harry turned around to face his little sister, "its ok little sis it isn't your fault that your adopted mother blew things out of proportion. I just wish that Ron could understand I don't want him to be mad at me."

Ginny looked at Harry, "Yeah I know Harry but he will come around just give him some time anyways I think he fancies someone else."

Harry looked shocked, "Ok Ginny but I need to get dressed before we go to Diagon Alley." Harry waited till Ginny had left and closed the door to slide down his shorts. Then he realized that he had tossed his jeans across the room and on the bed. As Harry padded across the room the door opened and Harry froze where he was standing. Hermione hadn't expected to see Harry in just his boxers and it kind of shocked her. All she could do was gaze at Harry. She could see that he was blushing and she giggled.

Once Harry had seen it was Hermione he breathed a sigh of relief. He continued his journey to his jeans. Slowly he slipped them on, buttoned, and zipped them. After pulling on the jeans he looked over at Hermione who had still not moved. "Miss Granger I believe you know how to knock," He teased her.

Hermione snapped out of her trance at his words, "Well Mr. Potter I thought that ever your slow ass would have been dressed by now."

Harry chuckled at this comment. He began to open his mouth to respond but was cut off by Dumbledore walking in the room. "Harry hurry up we need to get to Diagon Alley and get your school stuff. We haven't call all day mind you," Dumbledore said winking at his green eyed grandson.

Harry quickly threw on his tee shirt and shoes and the two teens and aged wizard headed down stairs. "Now Harry if anything happens at Diagon Alley I want you to promise me you will get yourself and Miss Granger back here and don't try to help," Dumbledore turned to Harry concern in his voice.

"Grandfather I cannot promise what I cannot keep," Harry replied with almost no emotion. Dumbledore turned to Hermione to get her to talk some sense into Harry.

"Professor Dumbledore I cannot force Harry to do something even if I think it would be in his best interest," Hermione replied to the pleading look in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Fine then we must hurry and not be late," Dumbledore's defeat etched in his voice. He held out his arms and both teens grab him. They appeared outside of Gringotts' bank. As they made their way through the door Griphook the chief Goblin rushed forth to greet them.

"Albus you are nearly five minutes late. I do not have all day to wait on you. I have some important meetings to take care of," the goblins voice almost a high screech.

"Sorry Griphook I had more pressing matters to attend to before we left. Everyone else has arrived then," Dumbledore smiled looking down at the Goblin. All he got back in response was a hurried nod and the Goblin scurried away to a room just off the main hall. Dumbledore strode towards the door with the younger two flanking him.

Harry reached for Hermione's hand for comfort and was not denied. He smiled to himself, "I might have lost my god father, the one person who showed me love, but I gained someone who I can love and they love me in return. God if it wasn't for Mione right now I would be on the run and alone or worse." Griphook motioned for Harry and Hermione to fill the last two vacant seats on the far right of his desk. These seats were next to Remus Lupin and Tonks. Today Tonks had taken to making her hair her natural light brown hair and did away with the vibrant bubble gum pink spikes everyone were used to.

"Now that everyone is here and comfortable let us begin with the task at hand," Grip hook began grabbing the piece of parchment from the table. "This is the last will and testament of Sirius Black. 'Hello everyone I hope everything is going better even though I am not there to be with you in the current predicament but rest assured that I am in a better place and already have the welcoming committee ready for the daft man that thinks he is a Lord, Tom Riddle. I always hated how he called himself Lord Voldemort it just never served the coward right, but enough with my rambling I have to give away what I have and own to everyone I know. Now before I begin I do not want anyone crying or saying how much they miss me. I will know because I am watching all of you great people that I had the opportunity to meet. So let us begin."

Grip hook paused looking over his glasses at everyone before starting again, "Now Remus I shall begin with you because I have known you the longest. I leave you with 1 million gallons in hope that it will help you begin your life with that mad woman that you fell in love with. Yes Tonks I mean you if Remus hasn't told you already. Sorry Moony but even on the other side I still have to spoil your waiting to tell your feelings. I leave you with the task that James and Lily left me with both the kids as their godparent. I also leave you the pictures of the Marauders excluding Peter sorry but when you are locked in Azkaban it is very easy to get bored and seeing as I only had the pictures to use as toilet paper. I only used Peter's face."

Lupin smiled, "Padfoot always had a bit of a cruel sense of humor. Funny though I never had the idea to use someone's picture to wipe my arse with. Only Sirius would have done such a thing."

Griphook cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "Now may I begin again." Seeing no objections, he began to read again, "Now to that mad woman I mentioned earlier I leave the sum of 1 million gallons in hope that it helps with the wedding of Lupin and yourself. Tonks you cannot fool anyone dear and trust me you fell in love with the best wolf anyone could find. In addition, you will be teaming with poor old Moony to ensure that my godchildren are in the best care. You might want to buy him a flea collar though if you plan to sleep in the same bed. I have always heard flees love that bubble gum pink color but I could be wrong."

Griphook paused to get a breathe before reading the next part, "Now to the Weasley family for taking in my goddaughter as their own and claiming my godson to be just the same. I leave the sum of 2 million gallons to Molly and Arthur Weasley because god knows you have trouble with as big a family as you two have. With that said I also leave 100 thousand gallons to ever Weasley child, but it cannot be touched until after you graduate Hogwarts and only then. Now Molly dear I know things don't work as you plan them to but believe me everything will turn out for the best in the end. You told me to think of Harry as a child and I didn't because he deserves to know what he is going up against no matter his age. You are correct he is not James in anyway but he carries a heavy burden on his back. Harry has had to mature faster than anyone should and your son and Miss Granger have both been there for him in their own ways. I believe Molly that you are one of the best mother figures in Harry's life that he could have asked for. Always remember what I told you the last time we talked."

Griphook paused and looked at Molly and Arthur. Molly had silent tears streaming down her soft and friendly face. Griphook didn't wait any longer, "Now onto Albus Dumbledore. Sorry I am not there to help you with Harry in these dark times but Albus it is time for me to rejoin your son. Never hold it on yourself that this happened to James and Lily they knew what they were getting into and Peter was the one to cause this chain reaction of events. Albus you need to get over the past and take care of the present. As you have always said Death is, but the next great adventure. With that said I leave you 4 million gallons. Help Harry with the task at hand and don't let him follow in the foot step of myself because I has been a lonely life I have lived with no one to love and love me in return. I don't want him to be in the same darkness as myself. Please promise me old friend that you will do everything in your power to make sure Harry puts that old washed up lunatic in hell where he belongs."

"I promise," Albus' tears hung in his voice as he talked to the celling. Everyone paused for a moment to look at Albus. They didn't see the normal twinkle in his eye's they seen the toll the years had taken on him.

Griphook began drawing everyone's attention back to the desk, "Now to the smartest witch of her generation Miss Hermione Granger. I would like to say one thing before I began and that is you would have given Lily a run for her money back in the day. Also follow your heart it will never lead you wrong listen to a man that is now in his grave that had no life partner because he was afraid to follow his heart. I leave you a lump sum of 3 million gallons in the hope that you will put it to good use. I don't know what use yet but I think with the brains and the bank roll you know possess you might make something or find something that no one every though possible, but always remember follow your heart."

Hermione squeezed Harry's hand a bit for comfort while Harry squeezed back for support. Griphook's voice waived with the last paragraph, "Now on to my dear godson Harry Potter. You truly are the boy-who-lived not just the killing curse but also almost 9 years without love. Harry right now in life you are probably confused and feeling alone but remember there is no greater power than love. You are love very dearly by your friends and the people who even though aren't blood related are your family. Love is the power to defeat the guy who thinks he is a dark lord. Please if it wasn't for that god damn prophecy a 9 year-old boy would have already taken him out. I hate to say it my dear boy but the fate of the world lies on your shoulders. I know you would trade the fame and the money in a sec if only for 10 minutes with your parents and me but life doesn't work that way. I am leaving you with everything else in my possession. Properties and the sum of 10 million gallons is all that is left I do believe. Now Harry remember the night is always darkest just before the dawn. Farewell to you all and have a nice happy life just remember I will see you on the other side." As the last words were said the will turned to flame and that then transferred to ashes. Griphook looked around the crowded room at the many faces that now had tears streaming down their face. "Everyone your inheritances are now being delivered to your vault. Here is a list of everything left to you Mr. Potter now I must be off, good day." Griphook handed Harry a large folder filled with paper and vanished into thin air.

"Now everyone we must hurry and get school supplies before our presents is noticed," As Dumbledore finished the sentence everyone began to file out of the room and shop for the school supplies. This took only 15 minutes to complete and everyone was completely unnoticed by passer-byers. As everyone finished they regrouped at the front of Gringgotts bank. As the finally straggler came back everyone reached for the portkey provided by Dumbledore. Harry felt the familiar tug behind his naval and the world began spinning. It was almost ten minutes before he felt the ground back in place beneath his feet. Harry regained his balance easily while Hermione on the other hand was falling to the floor until Harry caught her.

"I always knew you were head over heels for me, love. I just never knew it was this bad," Harry laughed as he finished his witty line.

"Might I remind you Mr. Potter that I do sleep in your bed, well I did until you said that line. I say that gets you one night in the proverbial dog house," Hermione finished fighting as hard as she could to give her best McGonagall glare without erupting in a fit of giggles. Harry crossed the five feet in between them and gave her a passionate kiss.

The two didn't break away until they heard a male voice cross the room, "Oi, You two get yourselves a room. No one wants to see that. Bloody Hell." They broke apart to see a familiar red head smiling at them.

"Listen, Ron we're..." Hermione began but was cut off by their fire headed friend.

"No Hermione you have nothing to apologize for I was the one who was wrong. I knew you two were always meant to be but I just couldn't help but be jealous. You know I am just a third wheel to you two. I'm not smart or good at fighting I am just the side kick to Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. I just can't stand it Harry gets it all; the fame, the glory; and the girl. Then again Hermione you have always been like a sister to me. Please forgive me I know I don't deserve it after what I said this morning but please at least try," Ron finished suddenly interested in the floor.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other before Harry began, "Mate I was never mad at you I was madder at myself for not talking to you at first and then forgetting to tell you. It didn't help that everyone was yelling at Mione and me, mind you, but just like Sirius said it will all work out in the end," Harry said looking at his best mate.

"With that said I do want to say one thing Ronald. I was about a few seconds away from hexing you this morning and I am still debating on whether to or not," Hermione paused for a second and then burst into laughter at the shocked expression Ron had.

"What so bloody funny? I swear Harry this one's mental are you sure there isn't anyone better," Ron joked.

"Well you know Ron if I try to run she will catch me and torture us both so it is wise that we stay with her," Harry chimed in.

"Good now with that out of the way, we still have a few day of summer left to hang out and catch up," Hermione finished. With that, the trio was now back together and running on all cylinders.

Author Notes: I am sorry my most favoried fanfiction readers. I haven't posted all of this since I have been lazy but I will be posing a large number of chapters in the coming days.