Hey everyone, my week is going to be super busy so I wanted to give you guys this early so that I wouldn't forget to in a few days! Next update won't be will next week though, so hope this will carry you through! :)B
Two days, that's how long it's been since the lunch with the Weasley's. Harry sighs as the sun hits his face, waking him up. Ron and Hermione were leaving today, and the green eyed wizard was happy for them, really. He was hoping Hermione's parents would understand why their daughter did what she did. Stretching, Harry's back bends and cracks earning a sigh to leave the man before he sits up. After grabbing his glasses, he finds his shorts and pulls them up as he stands up, heading to the kitchen. He finds the room empty and so looks in the fridge to figure out breakfast. Smiling, Harry reaches in and pulls out the eggs and potatoes to get started, letting the meat continue to thaw before it's needed. Deciding on making some omelets, he reaches back in for the other things he wants to add, picking up some ham as well, before shutting it. He sits everything on the counter and then grabs a skillet out of the cabinet. Turning on the stove, Harry sets about making breakfast the muggle way.
"Master Harry, yous be needing help?"
He smiles and looks at the elf that made her presence known. "I'll be fine, what's your name?"
The little elf smiles, and Harry can see a tiny blush as she answers.
"I is being Slinky, Master Harry, sirs. I's new here. Blimpy brought me as my mistress died, Master Harry."
Harry nodded. "Alright, you may stay, Slinky. Where is Blimpy and Jumpy?"
"Theys being at the Manor, sirs. Theys weren't sure what Master Harry woulds wants to go there so they be cleaning it for you."
Harry furrowed his brow. "I have a manor?"
He watches the young elf nod, her ears flopping. "Oh yes, the Potter's have more than one house, Master Harry."
Harry nods and lets her know to just do what she would normally do, he had food well enough.
As soon as she left, Harry started to think about the conversation with the elf. He had more homes than this one. How many? What about other things? Narcissa said Sirius was at one of their summer homes. Did every pureblood have those? Surely not, not if the Burrow was anything to go by. "A trip to Gringotts, probably." he mutters to himself as the omelets finished. He put them on a plate and then turned to place the plates on the table for all of them. Waving his wand, Harry watched as some milk and orange juice made it's way from the fridge to the table.
He then sat to eat, his stomach not letting him wait on the other two men in the house. Hearing a tap on the window, Harry waves his wand to open it, letting the owl in. The animal dropped a letter and the prophet down, waiting on Harry to give him a treat. Harry gave him a piece of the ham and watched as the owl flew back out. He sat the paper down for Remus and then picked up the letter.
"Harry,
Hope you are doing alright. Mother and I were hoping you, and your companions, would like to come for tea this week? Just send a note with either your owl, if you have gotten one yet, or with an elf. Hope to hear from you soon.
Draco Malfoy."
Harry smiled at the writing. He'd have to write them back to let is new friend know any day would be fine as Remus sat down.
"Thanks, Harry."
"You're welcome, Moony. We have been invited to the Malfoy's for tea."
Remus looks at the letter and sits it aside. "Why not. How are you, Harry?"
Harry leans back and stretches his arms. He puts them down and looks at his dad.
"I don't really know, Moony. There's things Draco needs to know, but I don't want to tell him till I know where I really stand. Are the Potter's the only bearers? And we got a new elf, Slinky. She says I have a lot of homes. How did I not know this?"
Remus studies Harry and sees stress on his son, something he was hoping Harry wouldn't have. Before he can answer,though, Sirius does.
"The Blacks. Before you ask, probably not Draco. While it's only a trait the oldest son carries, people like the Malfoys and the Blacks thought it degrading. My own parents gave me a potion in my formula that got rid of the bearer gene. If I know Lucius, Draco had the same potion if he inherited the gene. Narcissa's parents only had girls so it wasn't needed. Draco was the oldest Black born in that line, so he should have had it. I'm also positive he doesn't know, I know this because I asked his mother."
Harry nodded. He felt bad for the man he was becoming friends with. Seeing the look in Sirius' eyes, he was sure Sirius wished he was enough for Remus once upon a time. If he didn't take that potion James Potter wouldn't have been needed by the werewolf. He also saw it was something Remus knew as well. He watched as the wolf took his godfather into his arms and held him. Harry sensed it was something they don't talk about, like at all.
"What about the homes?" Harry asked, waiting for the two men to resume their conversation.
Sirius smiled. "I'm not sure how many. Charlus stayed here because he didn't like all the flash the Potter Manor holds. Godric's Hollow was one and that's one of the reason's we hid you there. It already had the magic of the family in it's walls. Also how it still stands. We can go to Gringotts to see if you want."
Harry nodded. "Yes. Also, Narcissa and Draco have invited us to tea."
Nothing more was said as the three men finished their dinner.
Harry tried to clean up, but Remus and Sirius weren't having it. Since he couldn't wash the dishes, he went to gather things to his shower. He sat his towel and a pair of boxers on the tank of the toilet while he brushed his teeth. He did his business as he let the water to the shower heat up before stepping into it. A sigh left the man as the muscles relaxed under the warm water. Harry leans his hand on the wall, under the spray, as his chin met his chest. Standing there, he let the water cascade around him, getting his body ready for the soap. Moving his head from side to side, Harry picked up his bar of soap and preceded to wash his body.
After that, he took his shampoo and lathered in his hand, massaging it to his scalp after. When he was done, he turned the water off and reached for his towel. Wrapping the towel around his waist, Harry stepped out and wiped the steam off the mirror so he could trim his face. He grabbed his boxers and slipped them on before gathering his clothing and turning to head to his room. Once in his room, he pulled out a pair of jeans and slipped them on.
"Slinky." He called out, remembering Draco's letter.
"Yes, Master Harry." the small elf asked, popping in.
Harry pulled a green tee over his head and smiled at the elf. "Can you please pop to Malfoy Manor to let Draco know that we accept his invitation and when he would like us, please?"
"Sure thing, Master Harry." the young elf stated as she snapped her finger and disappeared.
Harry slipped on some trainers and then went to find his father, fathers, Moony and Padfoot. He found them in the living room, both changed and talking quietly about something.
"Do I want to know?" he asked, making his presence known.
They both turned and smiled.
"Sirius thinks we should tell the Malfoy's about James carrying you. He thinks it'll help Lucius with Draco's contract. Narcissa has told him that she doesn't want Draco unhappy and married to someone he doesn't want to be married to. What do you think?"
Harry sighed. "Maybe in time. I don't want to answer questions I don't have answers to yet."
They nodded and Harry let them know he sent Slinky to the Malfoys for an acceptance to tea.
They older men both nodded and then escorted Harry to Gringotts to see just how much he owned. Once landing on the front steps, Harry let the marauders do the talking for him. He followed the men up to one of the goblins and listened as they explained about how Harry would like to look at the Potter estate now that he was seventeen. The goblin looked down at Harry, who just nodded at the guy, girl, whatever they were. The goblin looked back at his guardians and listened as the goblin let them know to wait so he could get the family goblin assigned to him. Harry looked around and saw Bill, who waved. He waved back and then turned when Remus motioned for them to wait at an empty desk.
"Morning, Mr. Potter. I am Mendlshank. My family has been the Potter's estate holder since the bank was built. How can I help you?"
Harry looked at the other two, both just nodded for him to say what he needed. He turned back to the goblin.
"I would like to know the details of my estate. I know I have the vault I used for school. What else is there?"
Mendlshank shook his head and pulled out a very thick file.
"Mr. Potter. The vault you have had access too was set up for your schooling. It was for anything you needed while at Hogwarts as well as extra for things you wished to have during that time. Your father and mother set it up for you when they went into hiding encase they weren't here. You have another vault, which you now have access too since you are seventeen. This vault was set up for you to use until you married so that you could have any career you wished and still be able to have some money to help. This vault also has some heirlooms in it, including the wedding sets your parents wore.
The last vault is the family vault. In this vault is the rest of the heirlooms generations of Potter's felt needed protection as well as the rest of the family money. You are to gain this vault upon marriage. Your children also have vaults, a total of three. These are for them to use till you can set up their own vaults. Altogether, the vaults hold multi millions in galleons, Mr. Potter."
Harry sat back, trying to wrap his mind around the vaults and value they held. He thought the one vault was plenty, but three just for him, let alone the three already in place for children. He looked at Remus, who raised a brow in question. Harry nodded, silently letting his father know he was alright and for the goblin to continue.
"As for homes, you have the main manor in Surrey. You have a cottage in a small community where the Peverell family started, and a summer home in Athens. You also own a piece of the school due to the Gryffindor and Slytherin lines, so about a third as they had many descendants and only three in account for today through all the founders. Anything else you wish to know, Mr. Potter?"
Harry shook his head. "No, thank you Mandlshank. However, I would like to see if one of the vaults has any journals on the history of our line? There are some things I'm curious on."
They watched as the goblin looked through the items and then looked back at the three men.
"There are some journals in the vault you now have access too, Mr. Potter. Would you like us to retrieve them for you?"
Harry nodded. "Yes, please. All of them that specifically talk about secrets we don't want out and some money please. Just a bag full of galleons will do."
The goblin nodded. "Yes sir. I will have Griphook on it as we are still rebuilding our tunnels."
Harry slouched a bit in his seat, knowing why they were still rebuilding. They didn't have to wait long for the journals or the bag of gold. All three thanked the goblins once more before returning home so that Harry could learn a bit more on just what it was to be a bearer, hoping on good news about family and maybe even a chance with a certain blonde wizard who is apparently under a contract for a wife.
This one is just a filler pretty much as Harry is learning about his family. Draco and the Malfoy's will also play a bigger part than the Weasley's as we go forward. Drarry will be up soon, don't worry. I also want to try to slowly build that up so we will see! Don't forget to leave me a note and Till next week, everyone! :)B