Diagon Alley was busy, but the boys and I had a plan. Get our supplies before my Gringotts appointment in the afternoon (which after some debating I mentioned in a letter to my tutor).

Things however went a little screwy when we met up with the rest of their family who had Harry with them I could tell right off the bat that something was wrong.

"Distract your family for me, boys. I need to check Harry, something is wrong. I'm bringing him to Gringotts."

They nodded before each dropping a light kiss on either side of my forehead before running toward their family.

"Harry?" I kept my tone soft and gentle as I approached him but even still he jumped. I could feel wrinkles forming on my forehead from my frown. "Can you come with me to the bank? The boys needed to spend some time with their family."

His emerald eyes fluttered beneath dark lashes and I noticed how small in height he was for his age. I was small and petite but even I had a growth spurt over summer. He looked as if he might have gotten smaller.

He mumbled underneath his breath, "I need to tell the Weasleys."

"Oh, don't worry about them. The boys would tell them." I went around him and slotted my arm through his left arm noticing how his magic fluttered around his right. "Come along."

Once we were seated in my manager's Krugrig's office I requested some tea and nutritional broth in goblin speech. My manager's assistant nodded, eyeing the boy with eyes wide.

Looking back at Krugrig I spoke up, "I know you were expecting me later however an urgent situation came up."

The goblin's piercing wise eyes peered across the way at The-Boy-Who-Lived. "Yes, I see."

"I wish to pay for my friend to have a full inheritance test, including health and compulsion/potion list. I will also compensate for whatever the Goblin nation's excellent med team can do to help him heal."

Harry let out a gasp at her side, "Bella?"

I turned toward him to see his gaze fearful beneath his glasses and I sighed. "Harry, you may pay me back some day if you wish, however I will help you and I don't wish for you to owe me anything." I peered into his gaze deeper, tilting my head to the side, "I bet anything you're not even allowed to keep your trust key, are you?"

He gaped slightly but then shook his head.

I pressed my lips together tightly, "You may have more relatives, possible guardians, like a magically bonded godfather or godmother. However you can only find these things out for sure either by a full inheritance test or an unsealed will. There may be things you find out you wish you hadn't however...and I say this from experience sometimes it's better to know sooner than later be betrayed by those you thought were friends. I know I'm not a close friend Harry but I feel this strong desire to protect you, I'm kind of the Alpha momma bear to my friends at home. Ultimately this is your choice, what do you decide?"

There, I smiled, as I saw the spark of courage in his eyes.

"What do I need to do?"

My manager spoke once more, "Slice your hand with this dagger, let three drops fall."

After Harry did as asked I quickly cleaned the blade with a flick of my wrist.

I then sat back down in my chair nervously wringing my hands, my stomach in knots, my gut telling me things were going to change again.

From my right I could hear the crinkle of paper in the tell tale sound of it being clenched tightly.

I took a deep breath and glanced over to Harry to see him tense, his magic had dropped no longer covering his right arm that was bent at an odd angle obviously broken and in his lap sat nearly three feet of parchment (if not more).

"I don't understand." His eyes were wet and he looked up, "Why?"

Gulping and then taking a deep breath I offered my hand, "May I see? You don't have to, something like this is highly personal, almost sacred you have the right to…"

I stopped as his left hand shoved the scroll in my hands so he could wipe away tears that were falling beneath his glasses.

As I glanced down and read through the test I sat down heavily in my seat. A cramp started up piercing through making me gasp and I bent over the scroll lost for breath and for a moment worried I'd throw up but after several deep breaths I took control and read over the scroll once more. It was so much worse than I had even imagined.

{Inheritance test results}

Name: Harry James Potter

Father: James Potter [deceased]

Mother: Lily Potter (nee Riddle)[deceased]

Grandfather (Paternal): Fleamont Potter [deceased]

Grandmother (Paternal): Euphemia Potter (nee Rosier) [deceased]

Grandfather (Maternal): Tom Marvolo Riddle [alive]

Grandmother (Maternal): Margot Riddle (nee Droope) [deceased]

Godparent: Sirius Orion Black [incarcerated]

{Heirships}

Lord Potter (paternal)

Lord Peverell (paternal)

Heir Apparent to the House of Gaunt (maternal)

Heir Apparent to the Ancient House of Slytherin (maternal)

{Magical Inheritances/Abilities}

Abilities Revealed: Parseltongue (maternal)

{Blocks, Compulsions, Suppressions Potions}

50% Core magic blocked (illegal, Dumbledore)

100% Natural Animagus [paternal] magic blocked (illegal, Dumbledore)

100% Parselmagic blocked (illegal, Dumbledore)

Compulsion charm for submission to Dursleys (illegal, Dumbledore)

Compulsion charm to befriend Weasleys (illegal, Dumbledore)

Compulsion charm to trust Weasleys (illegal, Dumbledore)

Compulsion charm to trust Dumbledore (illegal, Dumbledore)

Compulsion charm to hate Slytherins (illegal, Dumbledore)- 80% broken

Suppression charm for independent thoughts (illegal, Dumbledore)

Residue of 20 Obliviate-Forgetfulness potion found in system keyed to: abuse

{Health log}

Horcrux of Tom Marvolo Riddle

15 inappropriately healed bones

Severely malnourished

Severely underweight

1 currently broken right arm, bruised ribs and tailbone

"Oh Harry." A sob broke through and several tear tracks made their way down my cheeks. My mind was reeling. I could almost feel a panic attack coming on and I was hit with dizzies. "One sec…"

I placed my head between my legs and moaned quietly as another horrible cramp went through the lower half of my body. Taking deep breaths in through my mouth and out through my nose until I calmed enough to lift my head.

"Ok, so…" I let out a blustery sigh as I looked at Harry, "First things first, we need to get you feeling better."

A mop of dark hair shook, "Won't the Weasley's start wondering where I am?"

Krugrig spoke up, "Our bank runs on a different time than the outside world."

My eyes widened, I had wondered about that.

"Where hours, even days could have passed within our walls only a couple hours have passed out in the wizard's world."

I spoke up in a goblin speech to my manager, "The horcrux?"

My manager's face soured as he answered back in his language, "Ancient dark magic that splits the soul to grant immortality however it comes with a heavy price. Harry has a piece of his grandfather's soul stuck in his scar."

"For now can he be treated for everything else without touching that, I think I need to contact…" I pursed my lips and turned toward Harry.

"Harry, I know this is a lot to take in and a lot is changing. It must be very overwhelming. I actually have a way to contact your grandfather. The thing is things are not what they seem on that front, and I don't wish to get your hopes up. I don't know if he'll be a possible guardian, but I'm positive that he's been messed with just like you."

Harry pursed his lips and stared down at the ground for a while, before looking back up with a determined glint. "I've been lied to and manipulated for far too long. I need to know the truth, the whole truth."

I nodded and took a deep breath once more.

As Harry was led out of the room toward the healing chambers, I wrote a quick missive to my tutor.

~Time Skip~

"Mr. Gaunt, Lady Hufflepuff is waiting for you here."

I swallowed and looked up to see a very different person walk in than the last time I saw my tutor. Once the door closed behind the man, I gave a wavering smile.

"I suppose Plan B worked then?"

Dark eyes glinted with a crimson sheen, dark almost black hair was styled handsomely on top of well sculpted features. I could see the resemblance between Harry and him, my stomach dropped and my eyes itched.

"Teacher, I need you to take your full inheritance test with a compulsion list now."

His eyes narrowed on my features, my eyes still no doubt red from crying, before glancing down at the rolled up scroll in my lap.

"What's the emergency?"

I let out a choked chortle, "I've found your grandson." I laughed but it was high pitched nearly hysterical, "You know what really sucks is I just thought Sparklybutt was some manipulative bastard but I think it might be so much worse."

"I don't have a grandson." His dark brows furrowed.

"Oh but you do." I pursed my lips, "I just think you were made to forget you ever had a family, that you ever had a daughter. Damn…" I hung my head down, taking more deep breaths, "this is the worst news to ever deliver to someone. Please I can't be the one to tell you who he is. Please just do the test."

I knew I was barely holding myself together. It didn't help that my cramps had gotten worse and I felt like I was going to hurl. This was turning out to be the worst day ever.

I hadn't even realized that Krugrig had already directed Voldy...Tom...my teacher to do the test until I heard him curse and drop into the chair beside me.

"So I take it there's a buttload of compulsions, suppressions and residue of potions? Let me guess all illegally placed by one irritating Dumbledore?"

"He wanted me to make the horcruxes." He took a deep breath before continuing, "The Forgetfulness potions were keyed to my family." He groaned deep back in his throat, "I had a family, a daughter...Lily." He gasped and a guttural moan of sorrow came from him. "Please...no."

The tears were falling as I handed Harry's inheritance test over to him wordlessly.

The yell-like scream that came from him sounded like a wounded wild animal and caused shivers to run down my spine. I wrapped my hands around my arms to no avail. The room blurred from my tears.

My tutor's cries of pain and anger echoed in my mind even after he left to heal, to absorb two more horcruxes that had been hidden in loyal followers' (of the past) vaults.