It was a weekend and Harry tried to utilise it. he, Gohan and Hermione had decided to go to Gringotts and meet with Griphook, the Potter vault manager. Harry was sure to find something there. Also, he needed to know and find out about his parents' will. Thankfully, unlike last time, Harry had refrained from being caught by McGonagall on flying on his broom in his first flying lesson. He deliberately had done that so as to avoid being a seeker in his house Quidditch team. He had better things to do than that. He didn't care whether his house would keep on losing the Quidditch cup.

Today's weekend was also accompanied by a pleasant weather and so, most of the students were out, roaming in the school grounds. Thankfully, it was no Hogsmead weekend or else, among the first and second years, Harry, Hermione and Gohan's absence could've been noticed easily.

Once the path was clear, the three friends climbed down castle and went outside and towards their usual place, towards the isolated shore of the lake and a moment later, Gohan took them to Dagon Alley. They had changed their appearance so as to avoid unwanted attractions. As they walked towards the bank, Hermione's heartbeat increased. During the last time, they had broken into one of the most secure buildings in the wizarding world. Now was not that different. They were going there under disguise. She only prayed that luck was with them.

And it was.

The bank was crowded so hardly the guards or the goblins noticed them as they made their way towards Griphook's counter and Harry cleared his throat.

The small goblin looked up from his paperwork and towards the three people. He smiled when his eyes settled on Harry. For a moment, Harry thought he was caught. What he didn't know was that Griphook had caught him.

The goblin simply climbed down his chair and told the three to follow him. The three exchanged glances and shrugs and followed the goblin in his cave like office. Once inside, the goblin casted several privacy charms on the door. He then turned towards the three people.

"I should've known. As per the circumstances that you are unknowingly suffering from, you would choose to meet me like that, Mr Potter," Griphook said with a smile and waved his hand and they three came back in their original appearances.

"How..."

"You have an identity charm placed on you by your parents that could only have been identified by me, Mr Potter. Now, I assume these two are trustworthy?" Griphook asked as he indicated towards Gohan and Hermione.

"Yes," Harry replied.

"So, I think it will be wise to get on with the work already because you three have sneaked out of your school and can be found out any moment. As for me, I have a very busy day today. So tell, me, where would you like to start?" Griphook asked.

"Um, I was wondering to see my parents' final will and testament," Harry said.

"A very wise choice. Though for that, I thought you would ask me on the first day you stepped foot in this bank," Griphook said.

"I didn't know back then that my parents would have a will and even if I knew, I didn't know how or whom to ask. I didn't know then that you were my family's vault keeper, Griphook," Harry said.

"A valid explanation and believable. I had seen the other guy, Hagrid, was also in a hurry to get you out of the bank that day," Griphook said.

He then snapped his finger and a file folder appeared. He then opened it and took out a thin file and opened it. "This, Mr Potter, is your parents' final will and testament."

Harry took the file from Griphook's hand and opened it carefully. It was just one page but Harry saw something else was also written below the will. He thought to look over it after he had gone through his parents' will. As he read each line, he found that he had three guardians his parents had chosen for him in case something happened to them. Sirius was, of course one of them. But the other name confused him a bit. It was Amelia Bones. Was she supposed to be his magical and legal guardian? The third name surprised him a little. It was his uncle and aunt. Harry remembered Gohan telling him that his uncle and aunt were nice people and was only abusive towards him and in secret, with each other because of the horcrux that was inside his head. However, there was no mention of the Weaselys. Harry distinctly remembered Molly bragging about how well she knew his parents and how close they were to the Weaselys. She had lied to him. He thought whether Arthur was also included in that lie. But the Weasely patriarch always remained silent. Harry doubted Arthur's involving in Dumbledore's plans. He was a simple and humble natured person who thought Dumbledore was a good person. Perhaps he was also manipulated by Dumbledore. There was no telling what was right. But Harry had a feeling that in the entire Weasely family, except for Ron, Molly and Ginny, all were innocent. Percy could be chanced but Harry was not sure about him completely. He felt so angry upon the woman who was betraying him right under his nose when he thought of her a motherly figure.

He then looked over the sentences that were written below the will. He was surprised to find that Gohan was right once again. It was about the Gryffindor castle. Harry found out that his family vault had a portkey that would lead him to that castle whenever he wanted to. It was under a Fidilius and no one but only a Potter knew about its location once he was portkeyed there. Of course, he could later add people to that list. Harry was surprised that the Fidilius around the Gryffindor castle was different than the others. Multiple people could be kept as a secret keeper. And they would, under any circumstances, cannot reveal the secret to anyone who wanted to know it for evil means. It was like an oath. As he finished his letter, he saw the name of the witnesses who were with his parents the night they wrote the will. The witnesses were Sirius, Remus and Dumbledore. The last name fumed Harry to no limits but he controlled his anger. He had to take it one step at a time. He knew Voldemort was no more a major threat to him. It was Dumbledore.

Keeping the will back in the file, Harry handed it to Griphook. He then thought about something and then looked up at the goblin.

"Will it be possible for me to see my family vault and take something from it?" Harry asked.

Griphook thought for a moment and then answered. "It is, unless you are not talking about withdrawing money from those vaults. As for other things, those can be taken out. Once you are of age, the vaults will finally be under your ownership. But until then, you can withdraw anything from them but money," Griphook said.

"I don't need to withdraw money. I just need to take a few things from my family vault. Will that be okay?' Harry asked.

"Of course. If you wish to do it now, then follow me. Of course, your friends can stay here or can accompany us but only by your permission," Griphook said.

"They will come with me," Harry said.

"Are you sure Harry?" Gohan asked.

"I am," Harry said.

"Alright. Follow me," Griphook said and took the three towards the vault coaster from where they headed towards the Potter Family Vault. Harry realised it was very deep down. He hadn't been that deep before. He knew that the older the vaults were the deeper and more secure they were. Finally, after ten minutes of a single coaster ride, the four were finally where Harry thought his family vault was. He realised there weren't many vaults here. Only countable with the Longbottom vault being one of them along with a Black vault. He never realised his or Neville's families were that old. He knew about Sirius' as he had been told about that.

Stepping off the coaster, Harry was now standing facing a large metal door. There were no key slots or long vertical decals for goblin fingers to open it. This confused Harry.

"This is the Potter family vault. No one but a Potter can open it. Just put your hand on the door and it will recognise you and open itself," Griphook said.

Harry nodded and put his hand on the door. A gurgling mechanic sound was heard and then it was soon followed by sounds of moving gears. Ten seconds later, the door moved and opened for Harry to see the real wealth of his family. For a moment, Harry thought he would be blind by the shine of all the gold that was in this vault. But he was not here for that as he soon searched around the money pile.

"If you wish, you can also step in. But it will only be you and none of your friends. This vault is charmed to only let a Potter get inside," Griphook said.

Harry nodded and stepped in. He felt a breeze of air as he entered the vault. It was cold inside. But the torches were providing enough light and heat. Harry ignored the huge money pile and made his way towards that section where he had been told that other things were kept. Of course he wasn't allowed to take any jewellery with him either and he didn't really give importance to that as well. He searched through the pile of certain things until he found what he was looking for. He looked at a small ring casket and picked it up. It looked old and worn out but Harry knew this was what he had come here for. He opened it and saw a small wooden ring inside. It was carved with beautiful designs. This was the portkey to the Gryffindor castle. He closed the small box and kept it in his pocket and made out of his family vault. He would come again and looked through other things when he would have the time.

"It's done. Thank you for your help and support, Griphook," Harry said and bowed.

Griphook smiled and bowed back. The Potters were so different from other witches and wizards. The vault door closed automatically and the four them made it back to Griphook's office and then to the Gringotts atrium. They realised an hour was up and so decided to head back to Hogwarts and a moment later, they were back to the isolated shore side of the Black Lake.

Sybil Trelawney was sitting in her cosy office, enjoying a cup of tea and reading a book when suddenly the cup and the book fell from her hands and she went into a trance as her eyes rolled back in her head.

Dumbledore was sitting in his office, thinking about things that were supposed to go according to his plans when a trinket in his office clicked. Albus looked up at it and hurried out of his office.

Sybil Trelawney looked around in a confused manner. Something had happened to her right now. She picked up the book and the tea cup and flourished her wand over herself and the book to clean off the fallen tea when Dumbledore barged in her office. Sybil looked at him through her thick glasses.

"Albus is something wrong?" she asked in her dramatically quavering voice.

Dumbledore's face fell. He was late.

"Nothing, Sybil. I am sorry for the intrusion. I apologise for that," Dumbledore said and without waiting for a reply, he walked out of her office.

Inside the Department of Mysteries, in the dark room filled with hundreds of thousands of crystal balls, one glowed brightly and Trelawney's face flashed inside it for a moment and then the ball went quiet. A tag appeared on it with no names but Trelawney's and Gohan and Harry. The prophecy wasn't meant for anyone else to witness. So there was no 'To'.

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