Chapter 10.

Harry, Hermione and Luna, with help from Remus, returned to 12 Grimmauld Place. Sirius walked into the room and asked Remus, "how did it go?" Sirius then noticed Luna and Hermione holding on to Harry and smiled. "From the looks of it, very well. Welcome to my home Ms. Lovegood."

Luna smiled and let go of Harry and curtsied. "Thank you Lord Black."

Harry and Hermione looked at Luna confused. Sirius looked at Harry, "Harry didn't Dumbledore tell you about your legacy?"

Harry slowly shook his head and Sirius wiped his face in frustration. "Dumbledore was supposed to tell you on the day you turned thirteen. You were supposed to get your signet ring to show you're next in line for the lordship of House Potter."

Hermione's eyes went wide. "Are you sure Sirius? I've read multiple books about the twenty eight noble families and the Potters is not mentioned."

Sirius looked at her, "Hermione, the Potter's were left out of the sacred twenty eight because the Potter's were on the side of muggleborns. The other families at the time didn't agree, so they left the Potter's out. But they are one of the oldest and most noble families."

Harry looked at Sirius. "So I'm?" Sirius nodded. "You are the last of the Potter's Harry, you can claim your lordship."

Hermione looked at Harry. "We need to look into that, Lords have rights that could help us."

Sirius nodded, "quite right, but I think we still have guests coming. Who's next?"

Harry pulled Fleur's letter from his pocket. He looked around at everyone in the room. "I'm going to write to Fleur, then we all go to France."

Hermione looked ecstatic because she loved to travel there with her parent,s while Luna smiled because she was happy to be travelling with friends.

Sirius looked at Harry. "When the letters done, hand it to me Harry and I'll send it. I know a way that's faster."

Harry nodded and went to write the letter. Meanwhile at the Burrow, Ron sat outside upset over the fact his best mate had stolen his witch. Fred and George saw this and thought it was time to test some new inventions of theirs and Ron would be the perfect victim er… tester.

Molly was cooking in the kitchen, still frustrated over the fact they were kicked out of 12 Grimmauld Place. Ginny walked in and sat at the table and saw her mother, Molly turned to see the sad look on Ginny's face.

"What's the matter Ginevra? It's a beautiful day, why don't you go outside?" Molly said as she used wandless magic to turn the spoon in the pot.

Ginny looked at her mother. "Why hasn't Harry noticed me yet?"

Molly frowned. "Now Ginny I'm sure Harry has, but aren't you seeing that nice boy Dean Thomas?"

Ginny shook her head "He drove me crazy, now Harry is at 12 Grimmauld Place with Hermione doing Merlin knows what."

Molly looked concerned and then thought back to how she got Arthurs attention. "Dear, why don't you help me bake after supper. I'm sure Harry would love to have a homemade treacle tart made by someone special will help him notice what's in front of him."

Ginny looked at her mother and nodded. Molly smiled, "now go out and tell your brother supper will be ready soon."

Ginny nodded and left the kitchen. Once she was outside, Molly opened the pantry and pulled out an old potions book and went to the page where a book mark was sticking out. She smiled, "Ashwinder egg, rose thorns. Yes, I have everything I need."

In France, Fleur was out in the garden and her parents were watching from the window. Apolline looked at her husband "Our girl was handpicked by the goddess to be a match for someone so young, do you think it can work?"

"Apolline, my beautiful wife. I spoke to an old friend who assures me that Fleur will be well taken care of. Sure, she may need to share the boy, but I'm sure our girl will be fine and I think she will have a good mate. The boy did save our Gabrielle from those nasty Grindylows. Not many are brave enough to dive head first no?"

Apolline nodded, feeling assured that her daughter would be alright. "Alphonse, shouldn't we be getting ready to have guests over no?"

"Right you are Apolline." Alphonse turned "Lumiere, Marie?" Suddenly two house elfs appeared, one dressed in a black suit with a silver badge and the other in a blue dress and white apron. "Oui Monsieur Delacour?"

Alphonse smiled. "We have guests coming, please be sure the manor will be ready and rooms prepared."

Lumiere bowed "Oui Monsieur, it will be done." Lumiere and Marie vanished. Alphonse heard a voice and pulled out a mirror. He could then see a face appear. Seeing who it was, Alphonse smiled. "Bonjour old friend, how is your godson?"

"Brilliant, I'm glad you kept the mirror I sent you so long ago. Alphonse, Harry has written the letter, can you send a house elf to collect it? I would send Kreacher, but he's been secretive as of late and I don't trust him."

"Oui old friend, I will send one as soon as he's available. We can discuss that issue of yours back in Britain when you come here. I swear you will be protected old friend."

"Thanks Alphonse, Padfoot out."