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I'm sorry this took so long… it's not long by any means but I wanted to post SOMETHING… I would go into great detail about why I didn't post sooner but I don't really feel like it, besides I kind of already did. But yes I have my own book I'm writing and if I publish it you people will be the first to know! Haha Carry on!

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The four stood by the window, the Potters hand in hand. "This is crazy, so you are telling me not only will I live for roughly eight hundred years, but I have power that even surpasses tom riddle?" Neville's face filled with excitement when Harry nodded. "this has to remain a secret, if Tom finds out he will come after everyone we know first, which he is already trying to doubt it will give him an excuse to try even more so." Hermione only nodded in agreement, she was worried about her parents, even though they had no idea who she was or that she is even their child. They were still a threat. Another thing seemed to be bothering the witch. But she couldn't place why, she would just have to figure that out later, for now holding Harry's hand was comforting her the best it could.

Neville looked at his tattoo and sighed. Was he brave? He thought so, but was he really? Harry caught the sigh and smiled at Neville. "it speaks the truth you know. You held down the fort here, making sure everyone was the safest you could make it. You stood up to these assholes who are torturing others and never once did you stop and just give in. bravery is your strong suit." Neville let a small smirk cross his lips then let it drop. What were they to do now? He glanced at Luna who was spaced out as always glancing at a particular tree in the distance. She had stayed quiet for the most part and didn't seem to care about the struggles they were now facing. "It is such a lovely day, it is a shame we would be missed in class." Harry began to laugh and snorted a few times. They had never heard Harry snort when he laughed before so they all glanced at him with confusion. "It's Saturday Luna." She blinked a few times and smiled. "I suppose it is." They all had a good laugh for a moment before Harry fell to the floor clutching his head.

"I said check it again!" the man coward and bowed to his master. "My lord you wished to speak to me?" Harry recognized the voice of his potions teacher, the man still had hair that was slick with grease. "It is time for you to seek out the boy's friends. He loves them all too dearly. Attack them kill them and the boy will be weak. Then our plans can be placed into action."

"Of course my lord."

Harry was gasping, how could he still get these visions? The pure energy that killed the horcruxes had to have made it so he couldn't read the dark lords mind anymore right? Hermione had tears in her eyes and she hung onto him. "We have to get them out of here Harry." Harry glanced at his love, and worry filled his being. "You saw that?" she only nodded. Great now Hermione could see the awful things he had too. "Harry, I don't mean to pry, but shouldn't you have property from your parents? You are the only heir and I know things are not great at Gringotts but you could at least give it a try." Harry smiled. "Griphook."

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"Dobby!" Hermione called out sweetly, they had gathered together and waited for the elf to respond. "Yes Mrs. Grangy?" he held a smile that no one really understood how he could always be so damn happy. "we need you to take Harry and I to the location you took the goblin. We have a few questions we need to ask him." Dobby bowed his head once and reached out his small hands for theirs.

With a pop they vanished leaving Neville and Luna to care for the others who watched the couple leave. They popped onto a beach and a small house stood in the distance. "They be in there, with the other Weasy and the wife." Harry looked at Hermione, and then they walked down the wooded path Dobby close behind. Harry was the one to knock on the door, to Bill who answered it. "Harry! So nice to see you! Oh and Miss Hermione too!" Harry took her hand as they entered the cottage. "We need to speak to Griphook, is that possible?" Bill held an uneasy look to his face. "Yes, but I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't respond, he isn't in the best of moods." Hermione smiled sweetly and nodded to let Harry go alone. "I think I'll put on some tea, you want any Bill?" said boy only shrugged his shoulders. He didn't look well.

Harry walked the small stairs up to the room where the goblin sat resting looking out to the grasses below. Harry knocked twice then opened the door. "Mr. Griphook sir?" the goblin looked at Harry a little puzzled. "Sir?" Harry nodded. The goblin grunted and looked the other way. "I know I'm not good with goblin mannerism and I don't know how to speak in the ways of respect but I was wondering if I may have a word with you?" the goblin turned to look at Harry again. "For one who does not know the ways of goblin you sure like to try and be respectable, like your father Mr. Potter." Harry took that as the cue to go and sit with the goblin.

"Mr. Griphook sir, I know my face isn't well received in the wizarding world right now, and I can't walk into the bank alone, so I was wondering, is it possible to have you get some information for me? I am of age and would like to know if my parents left me anything." The goblin smirked, his sharp teeth easily seen. "It is possible, I do owe you some gratitude, and your elf did save my life." Harry kept himself from giving a smirk; he was on good terms at the moment and did not want to fuck it up. "I can summon the paperwork at anytime, however I need your blood to make sure you are who you say you are, and it will show up on bank records. However given the way the world is no one may check it. It is a risk you will have to take." Harry pulled out his wand, and made a simple scrap of cloth into a blade he could use. "As long as you and my family are safe then I will risk my own life." The goblin was baffled. This wizard was trying to show the best respect he could and even take him into consideration when safety was concerned.

He pulled out a small piece of paper from his pocket and motioned for Harry to place blood on it. Harry pricked his thumb and dabbed it on the paper. "Well you are indeed Mr. Potter, your soul mate is Mrs. Potter very strange indeed, and not many find their life mates in the human world. Treat her well Mr. Potter. As for your inheritance you have quite the list, I will summon the deed and we shall go over the finer details." Harry smiled, but it was forced. Of the goblins could see that he was soul mated, could the dark lord if he got his hands on the paperwork? The goblin closed his eyes, and held out his hands, palms up. Harry could see they were still injured but healed most of the way. A large scroll appeared in Grip Hook's hands and he opened his eyes. He used an untrimmed fingernail to slice the wax seal open, the scroll was a bit dusty but it was in perfect condition.

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Ii know its short but it's all I wanted to reveal MWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA that and my other story is keeping my mind fried, I'll try and write more later today when my mind fixes itself!

Carry on!

Jackie