Harry flooed back to the Headmaster's Office, without the portraits as the family decided to keep them at the Clarkes both to save the student population of James' prank ideas and to avoid giving Professor McGonagall a heart attack.

"Ah, my boy! I trust that everything went well?" asked Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Yes Professor. At Gringotts I claimed the Lord Potter title and got my mother's engagement ring. I then went to Sophia's and we talked. I eventually proposed and she said yes!" said Harry, excitedly. He didn't mention his parent's portraits as he wanted to keep them for himself, for now.

"Magnificent!" said Dumbledore, smiling. "I wish happiness for the new fiancés!"

"Thank you, Professor." said Harry.

"I am sorry that I never talked to you about you and your family's roles in the Wizarding World. I did not expect you to claim your Lordship so soon and had planned on introducing you to the idea next school year. Oh well." said Professor Dumbledore. "If you want, we can meet once a week for the few weeks left in the school year to talk about your Lordship, the Potter Family and its role in the government."

Harry nodded. "I accept."

"Excellent. Let's say every Saturday at 1PM. I think we can manage to have an hour or two to talk about that. After, if you want, you will be free to visit your fiancé. She is, after all, pregnant with your child."

Harry smiled happily. "Thank you, Professor." He then started walking toward the exit until he remembered something. "Professor? I have a question."

"Ask away my dear boy."

"I was wondering about something you said about the blood protection. You said that the protections would end once I left #4 Privet Drive for good. What really is the point about going back to the Dursleys if the protections would be gone a month later? Wouldn't it be safer to stay at Hogwarts or at The Burrow rather than go back there?"

"Sorry if I wasn't clear Harry. I must have forgot to mention that there are currently two types of protections active. The first one is in you. It's this protection that enabled you to defeat Quirrell at the end of your first year. The second is around #4 Privet Drive. It protects the house and its habitants from anyone who would have the intent of harming you. This protection will end the moment you leave #4 for good but the first one will stay active for about another year which is why it is important that you return this summer. If it was just the second protection, the one that protect the home, then I agree, it wouldn't make sense to have send you back this summer if you weren't going to come back at all. But since the first protection, the one in you, will stay active for another year after you leave, this is why it is important that you return."

"So, if I leave on my birthday this summer, I will keep my mother's protection on me until the following birthday?"

"Indeed."

"Alright, thank you. Good night." said Harry as it was quite late now. Harry walked back to Gryffindor Tower. The entrance was, thankfully, on the Seventh Floor which was the same floor were the Headmaster's Office is located. Once he arrived at the entrance, and gave the password, Harry entered and noticed his three best friends (from Hogwarts) sitting around the fireplace.

"Hey guys." he greeted. At once, he saw Ron, Hermione and Ginny's heads turn in his direction.

"Harry!" said Hermione. "We were wondering what took you so long."

"Probably a lot of paperwork to do. It's a bank." said Ron.

"Ron, I don't think Harry spent six hours straight at Gringotts." said Ginny, rolling her eyes. "Actually, he probably went to see a certain someone." she added with a knowing grin.

"You would be right Ginny." answered Harry. "Actually, I did more than just see her, I..." he started but he heard Ron snort and Hermione and Ginny suddenly flush bright red. "Not that!" he said laughing.

"Well what are we supposed to think? It's not like you never did it!" said Ron.

"Right." laughed Harry. "Actually, what I meant to say is that I found something in my vault and I wanted to give to Sophia." he said and left it at that, grinning. He just knew that they would ask questions.

All three looked at Harry with anticipation. When they noticed that he wasn't going to say anything unless they asked, Hermione said "So? Are you going to say what you gave to her?"

Harry, still grinning said "An engagement ring."

Ron's eyes blew wide open, Hermione gasped and Ginny squeaked. "And?" asked the red-headed girl.

"She said yes!" Before he could say anything else, the two girls threw themselves at him, wanting to hug him into oblivion. Ron just closed the distance to Harry and with a hand, clapped his hand on his back, smiling.

"Congrats mate!" he said to the small part of Harry visible under the cloud of red and brown hairs.

"Thanks mate."

"Did we hear that right?" said one voice belonging to a duo of Gryffindor pranksters from behind him. Harry groaned.

"I think we did my dear brother." said a nearly identical voice. By that point, both Hermione and Ginny had stopped hugging the black-haired boy, leaving him able to turn around and face the famous Weasley Twins.

"Gred. Forge."

"Harrikins." said both of them at the same time. "So," started the first twin, which Harry supposed might be George. "Did we hear that right?" he asked.

"Did you really get engaged?" asked Fred.

Harry only grinned. "Maybe I did."

"You know what it means Fred?" asked Fred.

"Fred? Aren't you Fred?" asked George.

"Am I? Are we or are we not Saturdays?" said Fred.

"We are." said George.

"Well you should know dear Fred that you are Fred on Saturdays!" said Fred.

"You are right Fred, except on the third week of the month were between 4PM and 9PM, you are Fred and I am George."

"Oh right, I forgot about that. So, I am Fred and you are George?"

"Indeed, estimate brother of mine."

"Guys!" shouted Harry, laughing.

"Where were we?" asked Fred, no George, no right Fred since it was 8PM on the third Saturday of the month. "Right. You know what that mean George?"

"It means Engagement Party!" said George before he turned around to face the rest of the common room. Harry had a bad feeling about this.

"HEY EVERYONE!" shouted George, getting everyone's attention. "LITTLE HARRY HERE JUST GOT ENGAGED TO HIS GIRLFRIEND WHICH MEANS ENGAGEMENT PARTY!" Harry suddenly saw many people, mostly girls, run toward him to congratulate him. He also heard a few people howl across the room in response to George's announcement, happy that they were getting a party.

Harry moaned. It was going to be a long night.

Harry woke up the next morning, asleep on the couch, with a headache. He hadn't drunk or anything (or at least he didn't think so, you never know with the twins) but the music which had been played on a magical version of a vinyl record player had been so loud that he hadn't even managed to fall asleep until early dawn.

He was surprised that Professor McGonagall hadn't come to stop the party but Harry realised that it had started pretty late and Professor McGonagall's quarters were not that close to the Tower. That and he guessed that nobody in the House wanted to stop the engagement party of the Boy-Who-Lived.

Many had asked during the party just who his new fiancé was and why he had proposed to hear now and not waited until he was older. Harry had said that all their questions would be answered at the start of next school year since her fiancé would attend Hogwarts. He didn't say anything else as he wanted to keep Sophia out of the spotlight for now, especially since it could be dangerous if they knew her identity. Once they were at Hogwarts however, it wouldn't matter anymore.

"Good morning!" said a cheerful Hermione who had come down from the girls' dorms.

"Don't shout!" said Harry, holding his head in his hands.

"Harry James Potter! Did you drink yesterday?" she asked.

"I only drank punch!"

"Ah." said Hermione in understanding. "The twins spiked it with Firewhiskey."

"They did that? I thought people only did that in movies! I didn't think that some people did that for real."

"Well they did, I saw it early on."

"And you didn't tell me why?"

"I thought you knew."

Harry groaned. "Well at least it makes sense. I was wondering why I had a headache and now that I think about it, I don't really remember the end of the party. Do you have any potions against it?"

"I do actually" she said.

"Give me one, please!" he pleaded. Hermione only smiled before she gave him a small vial. Harry quickly gulped it down.

"Thanks." he said in relief. "I'm going to kill the twins once they wake up!" he said before he raised up on his feet. "Damn, I am hungry." he said. "Is Anyone else up?"

"Ginny already went down for lunch."

"Wait, lunch? What time is it?" he asked while taking a glance at the clock on the wall. "Bloody hell!" It was 1PM.

"Yeah. I was there at breakfast this morning. The tables for Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were pretty much filled but the Gryffindor one was completely empty! I think there must have been a total of seven Gryffindor students in the Great Hall during breakfast and five of them were in First Year."

"I suppose McGonagall asked you were was everyone else?"

"She did."

"What did you answered?" asked Harry curiously.

"I said that she should just take a look at the common room." which is exactly what Harry did. There was still the remnant of a party visible. Empty punch cups and Butterbeers bottles, sleeping students in various weird positions across chairs, tables, couch and even the floor and a few lone confetti still flying around the from time to time while the rest was on the ground. You would have to be pretty blind to miss the signs and even then, a blind person would still realise what had happened since you could smell the various drinks in the air. Harry took a look at the House Points counter and saw that Gryffindor had 300 points less than yesterday, putting it from second place to last, 200 points behind Hufflepuff. Harry should have felt ashamed or something that the House had lost so many points as a result of his engagement party but Harry just snorted.

"I don't think Professor McGonagall liked it." he said with a nod toward the House Points counter.

"Merlin's Beard. 300 points?"

"Guess so. Oh well..."

"You aren't bothered? I mean two years ago we lost half of that amount and the whole House ignored us and, in some cases, harassed us."

True, but there is a difference between three First Years loosing 150 points because they were caught outside of the Tower after curfew and the whole House partying during the whole night. Trust me, I'm pretty sure the rest of the Gryffindors won't mind. I think they prefer a party to a useless cup. Anyway, let's go eat!"