The Confrontation

"Harry?" Hermione said. "What are you doing here? Did you come here by yourself? Voldemort could have easily found and captured you!"

"Not now, Hermione. Ron, is that really why you're here? Just to find out what Sirius left you?" Harry said.

Apparently, Ron missed the cold edge in Harry's voice.

"So what if I did? I've been your friend longer than you've known him," Ron yelled.

As soon as he finished that last sentence he found five wands trained on him, one from Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, and Remus each.

All throughout this confrontation, Harry had had his head bowed to the floor. After that last statement, everyone was able to see that his eyes were glowing in a bright, fire-orange color.

"Leave, now."

"No. I'm going to get what I deserve."

"If you stay, then you'll get exactly what you deserve."

"Make up your mind. Do you want me to stay or go?"

"Go."

"No. I'm staying."

Suddenly, Ron found himself lifted six inches into the air and pinned to the wall by two hands that appeared to be covered in scales.

"This is you last chance."

Instead of doing the smart thing that most people would do, Ron spit in Harry's face.

Harry was never an extremely violent person, always trying to stay out of other people's way. But if you pushed him too far, he will make you pay. How he makes you pay depends upon the seriousness of your crime. In this case, Ron had pushed Harry just far enough to be thrown straight through the doorway and over the head of the Goblin who would be reading the will.

"Damn! It seems that I've missed a rather interesting conflict. Oh well. On to business. My name is Mkug Darkmaw and I will be presenting the will to you today…"

As the Goblin continued on through all of the legalities, Harry decided to look around to see who was there. Dumbledore was sitting on the far end of the room and appeared to be smiling happily at the fact that Harry was "healthy" enough to join them for the will. Remus was sitting next to Dumbledore and appeared to be rather lost and distant. Fred and George were sitting next to Remus and looked quite gleeful at seeing their little brother get thrown through the door. Hermione, who was sitting right next to Harry, seemed torn between shock that Harry had thrown his ex-best friend out of the room and worry that Harry had left the "safety" of his "home."

"Now that that's over and done with, let's move on to the will. It will be projected onto the wall behind me," Darkmaw said.

Ok everyone, before I move onto the fun part I unfortunately have to get through all of this boring crap.

I, Sirius Orion Black… blah blah blah…sound mind…blah blah blah…ok, fun time. Ok, first off, Dumbledore: I hate you, why don't you go screw your bird…actually no, Fawkes was cool…on second thought, go screw Filch. But since I'm a generous man, I will donate a knut to your bird club. Next, Moony, I leave you my homes in Beijing, Moscow, and the one in Hawaii, America. I also leave you 30 million galleons and you are required to spend it all. To Gred and Forge Weasley, I leave the two of you 10 million galleons each. To Hermione, I leave you the entire Black family library. Surprisingly, quite a few of those books aren't as dark as one would think. And finally, to Harry, I'm sorry I wasn't your godfather as long as I should have been, but know this, I love you and I'm proud of you. Your parents are too. Now, again, fun time. You get everything else that I own, including Grimmauld Place(maybe you can get Kreacher to finally be a better house-elf)

Ok all done, everyone don't grieve for too long. Also, Harry, I know you want to leave but please, wait until the 31st to leave and accept all help that is offered to you.

Ok, fine Sirius, I'll stay, but only because you want me to. Harry thought. And here comes Captain Lemon Drop. Joy.

"Harry my boy. What are you doing here away from the safety of your home?"

"Perhaps I wanted to hear the last things my godfather had to say," said Harry.

"That may be, but it was still very irresponsible. Simply by leaving the house, you are ignoring the sacrifice that Sirius and your parents gave for you."

"I'm sorry, Professor. Next time someone close to me dies, I'll be sure to stay home and continue to pick weeds, clean dishes, fix food, and spending the rest of my time in my room," Harry said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

And with that, Harry left Gringotts.

July 31st

Harry was just finishing his breakfast when he heard an explosion coming from the front yard. He rushed out to see what was happening and saw two things. One, Tiberius, the armored man from his dreams, was there. Two, he was being bombarded by spells and deflecting each and every one of them with both his long word and his large square shield.

"Is that the best you've got, Dumbledore?! I thought you were supposed to be the 'Greatest Wizard of all time'?!" the armored man yelled. "Ah, Mr. Potter, it seems our little squabble has gotten your attention," he continued as he reflected a few more stunners back at his opponents, incapacitating the last of them.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

"Ah, where are my manners? My name is Sir Tiberius. My purpose here is to bring you back to the base."

"Base?"

"You will see soon enough." Sir Tiberius said as he smiled

I apologize for the long update. I had massive writer's block for a long while. Then football practice. And my school just finished with midterms yesterday. So I haven't had much time to update. I give no guarantees on a set schedule for updates but I will update as much as I can. So review. Reviews make me want to update and they make me feel bad when I don't update for awhile. By the way, any suggestions on a name for the base?