A/N – Sorry for the terribly late Update! Here we go!

Van Helsing and the Seven Horcruxes

Chapter 7

Imogene Hudson was a professional. She wore a black tweed suite and had her dark hair pulled into a bun. She also wore glasses, but her office was that of a witch. From the books that filled the cases on all sides of the room, to her sitting area in front of her fire (that of Slytherin colors) and her desk had an orb that would magically picture the earth from space and other stars.

Molly and Arthur Weasely were shone into the splendant office and were also se3rved tea from a very well off house elf name Zory. They sat in the plush green chairs and chatted quietly. This meeting was one that they had looked forward to for weeks, three in fact, and couldn't help but be slightly nervous at meeting the woman who would help them.

Imogene made her won appearance in five moments after the Weasely's were shown in. She smiled at them as she put her brief case down.

"Good after noon, I'm Imogene Hudson, and you must be Molly and Arthur?" she asked.

"Yes, it is nice to meet you," Molly said, she shook hands with Imogene before Arthur took his turn.

"Well, let us get down to business then. I want Harry to be safe as soon as possible,"

"As do we," Molly agreed.

"All right, so here it is!" Imogene had walked over to her desk and pulled out the Will from somewhere unknown. She flipped through it till she came to the last page.

"Therefore," she started, "Any person willing to adopt our son, if his God Father, Sirius Black is unable, will have full control of our vaults for the sole purpose of taking care of our son and their family. As we are most protectful of our son, we have listed the families that we believe to be best suited to care for him…" Imogene smiled at them.

"The first family listed is your own,"

"Oh…dear…I had talked to Lily about it once but…"

"You talked to Lily about her will?" Imogene asked. Molly sighed and sat down on the settee.

"It was an afternoon three months after she had Harry. She had come over to my parents house, I wasn't married to Arthur yet, and we had a nice afternoon. She told me that if she died before the year was out, she wanted me to adopt Harry and raise him as my own. No matter who I chose to marry because she knew the only relatives that Harry had was her sister and her husband and child. When…she and James were murdered…I went straight to Dumbledore after I found out. I showed him my memories and tried to talk him into letting go and pick up Harry…"

"But he wouldn't let you?" Imogene asked.

"I supported Molly, we knew that Harry was impeccably a hero to our world, but Molly so wanted him to be happy," Arthur put in.

"Don't blame yourselves, I'd blame Dumbledore. So, are we going to get this adoption going or what? Imogene asked.

"What about Harry, don't we need to ask him?" Molly asked.

"No, no…he is an underage wizard, by law we do not need his permission. But, since he is only sixteen…than maybe we should ask him," Imogene said.

Harry was surprised to be pulled from the library by Professor McGonagall. Summer had only two more weeks to sustain itself before September would be upon everyone and students would flock back to the school. It was nice to have the castle to his own. Harry could go where he wanted, whenever he wanted and no one would chastise him for being out past curfew.

He silently followed McGonagall – who looked quite pleased with herself. She showed him to an empty class room, where Mr. and Mrs. Weasely stood with a lady that Harry did not recognize.

"Mr. Potter, how has your summer been?" this lady asked.

"Er – Fine…"

"Good, good, it is about to get better. I am Imogene Hudson, a Wizard lawyer. You'd be surprised how much law we have to muck through, anyway, I have here, your parents Will. They left everything to you, of course you cannot get to the other vaults till your majority. However, we also found a clause…an adoption clause…"

"You mean someone wants to adopt me? Why?"

"They want to adopt you because you are a wonderful child. Not to mention that they know you and you are friends with their son,"

"Which one?" Harry asked.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. and Mrs. Weasely want to adopt you," Professor McGonagall said.

"They do?" Harry asked then turned to Molly and Arthur, "You do?"

"Yes, that is, if you'd give your own permission," Arthur replied with a slight smile.

"Oh, wow….er…all right then," Harry muttered.

"Good, let us get on with it then!" Imogene said. She whipped out some paper. Waved her wand over it, said some words and there was the adoption papers. Molly and Arthur signed their names, and then Imogene signed her own. On the bottom of the paper words shown up after this.

Harry James Potter is now Harry James Weasely

"Wow…" Harry muttered when he saw this. Molly started crying and then she turned and hugged her new son.

"Harry! I love you so much! I love you as much as I love my other children and I always will!" she said. Arthur came up behind her and patted her shoulder.

"We had better get back to Diagon Alley," he said. Molly nodded her head.

When the three of them got to Diagon Alley, they found that the Weasely's vault was full of gold. It was only thirty thousand in all, but Molly felt so blessed by it. She could finally buy all of her children new clothes! At least she could for Ginny, Ron and Harry. Harry didn't mind this at all. He had always loved the Weasely's but at the moment he was still trying to get it through his head that Ginny was his little sister and Ron was his younger brother.

Molly and Arthur loved their day out with Harry. They bought new clothes, and bed room things, for Harry Mostly, but Molly picked up some curtains for Ginny that changed color according to her mood. Then they went grocery shopping before heading home.

"Mum, Dad, Harry!" Ron jumped up from the chair he had been reading in. He slapped Harry on the back.

"I was wondering when you'd come," Ron said.

"Ron, meet your new Brother, Harry Weasely," Arthur smiled. Ron's mouth gapped open and for a few moments he couldn't think of what to say.

"Huh?"

"I'm your brother now," Harry said.

"OH! Holy Gargoyles!" Ron said.

"I say, let us get Harry's room together, then we can invite Fred and George over for dinner and give them the news," Arthur said. Molly happily let her men go to help Harry get settled. Three minutes later, Harry's trunk had arrived and Ron helped Harry to carry it up.

His bed room was a nice dark blue color. He had a white bed spread and his chest sat at the end of the enlarged bed. There was also a small closet and small drawers had been built into the wall so that it took up less room. Hedwig's cage was hung on the ceiling and she was able to come and go as she wanted.

When Arthur, Ron and Harry went down to the kitchen they saw that the whole family was there, except for Fleur who was not able to attend.

"Ah," Bill smiled when he saw Harry, "We have another rugrat do we?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Harry shrugged.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to this, I mean, being referred to as Weasely," Bill said.

"I know," Harry replied.

"Harry! My new brother!" Ginny cried and gave him a huge hug.

"Ginny…"

"Oops, sorry,"

"It's all right, little sister," he grinned at her. She just rolled her eyes.

"All right, come and let's eat!" Molly said and she had those who were in the kitchen out onto the lawn where Charlie, Fred and George were setting up tables in the back yard.

"Harry Weasely! Hi ya bro!" Fred ran up to him and slapped him hard on the back.

"Nice to have you part of the family for good!" George yelled with a wave of his hand.

"Thanks for having me," Harry replied.

"Harry, don't worry! You've always been a brother to us! Just one that we liked!" George joked. Ron stuck his tongue out at him.

"All right you lot, food is coming," Charlie called to them.

The Weasely family had a wonderful meal, Molly cooked lots of their favorites and afterwards, the boy's and Ginny went to play Quiditch in order to exercise some of the pent up energy they that had built inside of them.

It was a small team for them; Bill, Charlie and Ginny made up one team. While Harry, Fred and Ron made up the other; George wanted to be Announcer and call penalties.

The game started off wonderfully; Harry played double as Chaser and Seeker. He hadn't done it before but he was pretty good, whenever he saw the Snitch, he would through the ball to one of his team mates and then gold after the flying gold. Sometimes someone of the other side would get the Quaffle, however, that was taken care of. (To some extent.)

Ron was a good goal keeper, he saved the goal almost every time. Harry was the fastest at the seeking, though he did have Ginny to challenge him. But he did not mind this, only because she wasn't Malfoy and therefore wouldn't be a sore loser.

In the end of the game Harry, Fred and Ron won. The score was 190 to 160.

Jayme popped out of the fire place into the home of her sister. Who was in fact, a Vampire of long years. Jessica Starling was a hundred and forty years old. She had long white hair and blood red eyes. Which accosted to her years of blood drinking.

"Jayme, dear, you didn't inform me that you would be visiting," Jessica said, coming into her living room. It was full of books upon books. Jessica loved to read and she had written a few books in her time.

"Aunt Jess! Sorry, I meant too but I found a trail and I had to come fast," Jayme replied.

"Please sit and tell me what is going on," Jessica said. They both sat down on the settee.

"Well, it all started when Harry Potter was rescued…"

"Do you mean the Savior of the Wizarding world?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, well, it seems that he was rescued from his home when Vampires, oh, no offence aunt…"

"None taken,"

"By Van Helsing…"

"I've got it, no need to tell me any more," Jessica said.

"I heard the Helsing is around here some place. Dumbledore wants to talk to him," Jayme said.

"And do you know how hard it will be to capture him?"

"Yes, but I don't know how to go around it,"

"Hmmm, and it is only you?"

"Yes,"

"Then I suppose I shall have to help you," Jessica smirked.

"But you can't kill him," Jayme said, eyeing her Aunt.

"Oh, I shant," Jessica laughed.

A/N – So sorry that I haven't updated in forever. I have been busy writing my first book and getting it published. It shall be out in two months, and I am also getting married! Hope you all liked this. I shall try and update it again later!

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