I've won them the war. I defeated Voldemort, and put a stop to his end of tyranny. While all of the wizarding Britain is celebrating over the defeat of the dark lord, the same couldn't be said for me, I was wallowing in my own depression, and I felt like drowning in my own sorrows.
They may have lost loved ones, but they never had the weight of the world on their shoulders since the age of 11. They never had a prophecy looming over their heads since they were an infant. They didn't have a madman hell bent on killing them every single year at hogwarts. My friends may have been there for me through everything, but they had a choice, I never did. I never got to choose whether I wanted any part of this war. The entire wizarding community of Britain expected me to be their savior, and they would not settle for any less.
I'm not the same girl I was two years ago. The war has changed me, greatly. All of the people I've lost. My parents, Sirius, Remus, Fred, and Tony's. All this death, all these nightmares. They constantly haunt me. Their deaths will forever be engraved into my mind. And do you want to know that sad part? I blame myself. I carry this guilt that is doing nothing, but dragging me down.
I was currently sitting in the parlor room of 12 Grimmauld Place. This is where I have been since the ending of the war. Of course I donated a decent amount of galleons from the Potter vaults to help rebuild hogwarts, but other than making the errand run to gringotts to get the money for Minerva, I have secluded myself here in the black family home.
Not that I haven't noticed because I have, my friends have been sending me letter after letter asking me if I was alright. I want to reply, but I just can't bring myself to. I don't want their pity. I don't want them to look at me with those eyes that say 'I know how you feel' because they don't. They don't understand how I feel. They will never grasp the amount of guilt I feel. They will never feel alone like I do. They will simply never understand, no matter how hard they try.
An owl flew in the enchanted window and landed on the coffee table that is stationed right in front of me. I could already see the red envelope. A howler. Who would dare send me a howler? The last one I remember hearing is the one Ron got back in second year from his mom for stealing the car when the barrier blocked us from entering platform 9 . I might as well get this over with. I slowly open the seal.
"LEILNI LILLIAN POTTER-BLACK. HOW DARE YOU IGNORE ME AND EVERYONE ELSE FOR WEEKS ON END. YOU NEVER RESPONDED TO ANY OF OUR LETTERS. YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE GRIEVING. MY FREDDING GAVE UP HIS LIFE FOR YOUR CAUSE, AND I EXPECT YOU TO ACT ACCORDINGLY. IGNORING EVERYONE WHO MADE YOUR VICTORY POSSIBLE IS A SLAP IN THE FACE. ESPECIALLY TO RON AND HERMIONE WHO RISKED THEIR LIFE, YEAR AFTER YEAR TO HELP YOU DEFEAT VOLDEMORT. IF I WERE YOU I WOULD GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER OR SO HELP ME I WILL PERSONALLY COME KNOCKING YOUR DOOR DOWN. AND GET YOUR BUTT TO THE BURROW." Molly Weasley's shrill voice sounded throughout the parlor. I was speechless. I simply couldn't believe she did that.
Meanwhile at the Burrow
"Did you really send a howler to Leilani?" Ron Weasley asked his mother. Him and Hermione have been becoming impatient when it comes to Leilani. They have a full proof plan, and everything needs to go accordingly to that plan.
"Yes, I did Ronald. That girl needs to stop being so selfish. I lost my Freddie, and she hasn't been here to pay her respects. She didn't even come to the funeral. Freddie gave up his life for her cause, if it wasn't for everyone else, she wouldn't have survived this war." Molly Weasley said to her son. She will stand firm in her beliefs that Leilani Potter-Black is being a selfish brat. She's not the only one who is grieving. She also somehow needs to get that little brat to come stay at the burrow, so they can keep a close watch on her, and plan accordingly. Oh, she has the perfect idea.
It's been four months since the end of the war, and I truly believed my life would become somewhat normal. As you can see it has not, I have a gut feeling that something or someone will eventually betray me. Call me paranoid, but my best friends have been acting really distant lately, or better yet acting unlike themselves. They keep giving me dirty looks, and I often find them huddled together, whispering about who knows what, and when i try to approach them they just look at me with so much anger it's as if I did something to hurt them.
"Am I going crazy?" I thought to myself. I can't be, something is going on, and I plan on getting to the bottom of it.
Over the last couple of weeks I have been staying at the burrow. Don't ask me why, I just know that Mrs. Weasley guilt tripped me into staying, which I find highly suspicious.
"Act normal Leilani." I thought to myself. They can't suspect that I'm onto them. Little did I know that, that night was to be the night I learned the horrible truth behind my so called best friends suspicious behavior.
It's currently night time here at the burrow, and I've noticed Ginny, Ron, and Hermione are nowhere to be found, yet again. They say that curiosity killed the cat, but I've never been one to follow the rules. Against my better judgement I took my invisibility cloak, and I quietly snuck downstairs only to discreetly walk into the kitchen where I found Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Percy, and Hermione whisper yelling at each other.
"What are we gonna do about Leilani?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Obviously what's been planned since the very beginning!" Percy Weasley snarked back at his mother.
"What plans?" I thought to myself. What could they possibly be planning that involves me? As I was listening I suddenly had a bad feeling about what I was gonna hear.
"Ever since first year, Dumbledore has been paying us to be friends with Leilani. The plan from the very beginning was if she didn't die by the hands of Voldemort then we're going to kill Leilani, and once she is dead and gone, with the will that Dumbledore made her write in our fourth year, we'll be able to collect her entire fortune and inheritance, and split it evenly amongst ourselves." Ron Weasley said with a smug smirk on his face.
My entire world felt like it was crashing in on me. "Did I hear that correctly" I kept thinking to myself. I couldn't breathe. 'How could they? After all this time, after all I have done for them, this is how they treat me?' I said with so much anger. I was such a fool, a naive foolish girl. My mind is trying to comprehend the information I just heard, but all I could think about was our friend ever real? Where did Dumbledore get the money from to pay them to be my friends? Did they ever came for m, or was that also a fake facade?
While I tried to rush to Ginny's room in a complete panic without being seen, or heard, I couldn't help but feel that this is just the start of my problems. Once I got into Ginny's room, I started to pace back and forth. 'I can't stay here any longer. If what I heard is correct, then my life is at risk,' I thought to myself, yet again. How the hell am I going to leave without them being suspicious?
Once I was calmed down, the anger started to set in. But the anger I initially felt a couple of seconds ago then started to turn into rage. All I wanted to do was retaliate, but I couldn't without risking them finding out that I know about their little scheme to basically murder me for my inheritence. Once the rage subsided I knew I couldn't break own at the very moment in the middle of Ginny's room just in case Ginny and Hermione were to waltz right into the room at any given moment. But from now on I must be aware of my surroundings, like moody always use to say; "Constant Vigilance".
As I was sitting in the spare bed thinking about what my next move should be I heard footsteps coming up the steps. Quickly I got into bed, and pretended I was asleep.
"Is Leilani asleep Ginny?" I heard Hermione ask, I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes. "Yes, she is, but we can't risk talking about you know what so let's head to bed" Ginny said to Hermione. "Alright, goodnight Ginny". "Goodnight, Hermione", I hear Ginny say as she turned off the lights.
I sat there in the dark pondering what my life had come to. All I know is that the truth hurts. My so-called best friends betrayed me in the worst way possible, but I do know that I'm not gonna allow them to eat away with this. A storm is coming for the traitors one way or another, and I can't wait to wreak havoc on them.
It's been a week since I found out about the betrayal, and the tension within the burrow has been straight up suffocating. It's only a matter of time until there is a confrontation between me, the Weasley's, and Hermione. I can barely stand to be in the same room as these traitors, t's becoming unbearable having to act fake towards everyone. Also my anger and rage has been manifesting over the last week, and I can honestly say that it's only a matter of time until I blow a casket.
"Leilani where are you?" I heard Ginny Weasley call out for me. For christ sake what does the little traitor want now? "I'm up here, Ginny," I said to the redhead. "Breathe, Leilani, Breathe" I kept telling myself as if it's a prayer. "What're you doing? Everyone is downstairs waiting for you" Ginny said in a demanding tone. Who does she think she is? With the fakest smile I can muster I turn to face her, and it takes so much control to not pounce on her, and beat her within an inch of her life. "I just wanted some time to myself, Ginny," I said gritting my teeth. "Well don't be selfish, Leilani. Everyone is here to celebrate your birthday," she says clearly offended by my attitude. "Okay, I'll be down in five minutes," I say, giving up. "Okay," Ginning says with a fake smile, and bounces back down the stairs.
"Fake bitch," I mutter under my breath. I find it really ironic how the Weasley's are celebrating my birthday when more than half of the family have planned my demise. I wonder if George, Bill, and Charlie know of the traitors' plans? I will have no way of knowing because I don't have the time to sit them down, and ask them. My only goal right now is to find a way to leave the burrow without the Weasley's being suspicious of me. If only a letter came from gringotts asking for my immediate presence, that would be the perfect opportunity to escape the Weasley's clutches.
I take a moment to get my bearings together. As I walk down the stairs I realize that the entire Weasley clam is here, so they obviously are not gonna try to kill me now, so I can at least relax a little bit knowing I'm safe, for now.
"Hey, there's the birthday girl!" I heard George say from my left.
"Hi George, it's so nice to see you," I said to him. It really was nice to see him again since I'm getting sick and tired of being around the rest of the Weasley's. While standing next to George I carefully eyed everyone in the room. It seems that all the traitors are keep a close eye on me, and to be quite honest it's extremely nerve wracking.
After a couple of awkward of minutes of silence, Mrs. Weasley called everyone into the backyard for lunch, or what they keep calling my birthday celebration. "Well everyone, eat up. I made a very special cake for you, Leilani. But only after everyone eats first," Mrs. Weasley said with a stern look.
While everyone was eating I struck up a conversation with Bill about what working for the goblins as a curse breaker was like, but I was rudely interrupted by Ron Weasley who was as usual speaking with a mouth full of food. "Hey Leilani, I was wondering if you wanted to play a round of quidditch after lunch?" Ron asked with a certain glint in his eye that I couldn't quite understand. "Um, actually I was gonna go…," before I could finish my sentence a regal looking owl swooped down and landed in front of me.
I felt like a higher deity was finally answering my prayers. On the regal owls leg was a letter addressed to me, from gringotts. I tried to hide my excitement so the Weasley's are suspicious, but with the looks Ron, Ginny, and Hermione are giving me they are already suspicious of the letter I received.
"What is that letter, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked Leilani. If that letter was what she thought it was then she had to do everything she could to get that letter away from Leilani. In no certain terms will she allow that little brat to escape her clutches. Her family did not put all this work in to manipulate the girl just for everything to not go according to plan. That fortune belongs to her family, and she'll be damned if she let's it escape her grasp.
"I don't know how it's any of your business Mrs. Weasley, but it seems to be an official letter from gringotts since I'm of age to claim my inheritance, that's something you wouldn't understand, no offense." I said to Mrs. Weasley sternly leaving no room for any arguments. She had a lot of nerve talking to me like that as if she was my mother. Molly Weasley can never compare to my mother.
I currently looked around and everyone was looking at me waiting for me to open the letter. The way I see it; the sooner I open this letter, the sooner I can leave these traitors behind. "Hold on a minute, you can't talk to my mother that way, Leilani! Apologize to her right now!" Ron Weasley said to the girl who was the bane of his entire existence. He doesn't know where she got the nerve to speak to his mom that way, but he can't wait until Leilani is out of the picture. She has been a thorn in his side for seven long years, and the sooner she's dead, the sooner he can indulge in the fortune that is awaiting his family. He won't let anything or anyone get in his way of the money and fame that he rightfully deserves.
I am so sick and tired of them. I am tired of being talked down to, and being ordered around constantly, and I'm gonna put a stop to it today. "Like I said to your nosy mother Ron, who writes to me is none of your damn business. And quite frankly I am sick and tired of you bossing me around, and talking to me like I'm a petulant child. So do me a favor, and shut up." I snapped at him.
Everyone was looking at me in complete shock, but I don't care anymore. There's only so much bullshit someone can take until they snap, and I'm officially at my breaking point.
"Now that's uncalled for, Leilani." Ginny Weasley said as if she was trying to sound superior.
I just gave her a dead-panned look. What they say to me anymore doesn't affect me. I now understand why all the purebloods hate the Weasley's, and people exactly like them. Not only have they turned their back on the traditions of our world, but they have plotted to commit the most heinous crime you can commit in the wizarding world. Line theft is a very serious offense, and I can't wait to get to gringotts to see how much damage has been done because there is no way I'm gonna walk away from this situation without the Weasley's getting their commupence.
"Well then maybe certain people shouldn't put their nose where it doesn't belong. Because quite frankly, I'm entitled to have a little privacy, you don't see me sticking my nose into your private matters especially when you, Ron, and Hermione disappear to god knows where talking about god knows what. Do you see me sneaking around trying to find out what you're talking about? No? Didn't think so. Do me a favor, and respect my privacy especially when it comes to my inheritance." I ranted and raved at the audacious girl.
Yet again, the Weasley's looked at her in complete shock, and she sat there looking at them with a bored look. "Like I said this letter is from gringotts, but since you insist on me reading it in front of you then I guess I must because the last thing I want to do is deal with all your whining!" I said clearly over this entire situation, and by the way George, Bill, and Charlie are looking at me they are obviously over it too.
Before I could be interrupted again, I ripped open the gringotts letter and began to read.
Dear Mrs. Potter-Black,
May your gold flow like a river, and your enemies flee before you, we here at gringotts greet you, Lady of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, and Black. We are writing to inform you that you have officially come of age to come into your inheritance. It is time for you to claim your ladyship rings, and take up as the head of your house. I would also like to inform you that we have found some inconsistencies in your accounts that we would like to personally address in person, the quicker we can find a solution. Attached to this letter is a port-key, all you have to do is say 'goblin' and it will bring you directly to my office. May your blade be ever sharp, and your vaults filled with gold.
Zreer,
Account Manager for the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter and Black
What the hell does Zreer mean by inconsistencies? And the last time I checked I only had a trust vault? And what does he mean when he says 'Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter and Black'? I didn't know that I belonged to an Ancient and Noble House. So many questions were running through my head. This is what the Weasley's are trying to steal, I wonder just how filthy rich I am?
"I feel like someone should supervise you to gringotts, Leilani. You are much too young to be making decisions like this, I'm sure Albus left someone in charge of your accounts until he felt like you were mature enough to take over," Mr. Weasley said with a smirk on his face. He was not going to allow the potter brat to leave this house on her own just so she can claim her inheritance. No, he put too much work in with his family to let her escape.
They must work fast to subdue her, and make her stay here in the burrow. He was instructed by Albus before he died that she must remain ignorant of heritage so that when we do kill her off, the will he set up is the one that is read, but now how does he get her to stay?
They must really think I'm stupid. They don't realize that I packed up my belongings, and shrunk it before I came down here. My trunk is safely in my pocket, ready for me to make my escape, and it seems the time has come to leave these traitors behind.
"Yes I agree with Arthur, Leilani. You need to have a supervisor…" But before Mrs. Weasley could finish her sentence Leilani Lillian Potter-Black grabbed onto the letter, and said 'goblin', and was whisked away to her account manager's office before anyone could stop her.
The pull of my navel made me remember where I was, and what I was doing. When Mrs. Weasley said she agreed with Mr. Weasley about having someone supervise me when I went to my gringotts appointment, I knew I had to make my escape quick, and that's exactly what I did.
When I finally came down from the adrenaline rush I was on from escaping the burrow I realized that I was in a very luxurious looking office. A clearing of a throat brought me out of my trance. I turned around, and came face to face with who I presume is my account manager, Zreer. This is my very first time meeting him, so it's best to be respectful.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Zreer, Sir." I greeted him with a nod. He obviously looked surprised, but he quickly put back on his face mask.
"What can I do for you, and who exactly are you, Miss?" Zreer greeted the unidentifiable witch.
"My name is Leilani Lillian Potter-Black, sir. It's nice to finally meet you. I received your letter just awhile ago, and I figured since you mentioned that the quicker I come the quicker we can find a solution to the inconsistencies you somehow found on my accounts. I came as quickly as I could, I figured it's best to not waste anymore time." I said while trying to hide my excitement over the fact that the Weasley's won't be seeing a single galleon or Knut of my inheritance.
"Very well, Miss Potter-Black. Please have a seat so we can get started." Zreer said, directing me to a chair in front of his desk.
"Now Miss Potter-Black I want to start off with a blood test, and an inheritance test. Is that alright with you?" He asked.
"Of course, it's alright with me. Time is a valuable thing, sir." I said to him, hoping to ease the goblin's tension.
"Alright Miss Potter-Black, and course time is valuable. It may not be to you witches and wizards, but to us goblins, timing is everything. Now once you take this blood and inheritance tes it will first show you if there are any blocks, potions, or spells present on you. Then the inheritance portion will show you your parentage, and what house you can lay claim to." He said.
"Thank you Master Zree for being so patient with me. It seems that certain people in my life wanted to keep me ignorant of my heritage and inheritance, and please call me Leilani." I said, giving him a warm genuine smile.
"Very well, Leilani, and you'll be able to tell who and what caused these inconsistencies on your account once the test is done. Now can you please put 7 drops of blood on this parchment?" He said placing a magical dagger near me. I sliced my palm, and put 7 drops of blood on it. A few seconds later words started to appear, and let's just say 'I told you so'.
Blood Test
Name: Leilani Lillian Potter-Black
Parents:
Father: James Charles Potter (deceased)
Father: Sirius Orion Black (by blood adoption) (deceased)
Mother: Lillian Nova Potter née Evans (deceased)
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Godparents:
Sirius Orion Black (deceased)
Severus Snape (deceased)
Alice Longbottom (declared insane)
Godsiblings:
Neville Longbottom
Magical Guardian: Albus Percival Wolfic-Brian Dumbledore (illegal) (in hiding)
Power:
Core: Greater than Merlin
Core Color: Grey/Gold
Blocks and Potions:
Magical Core: 90% (blocked by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore)
Loyalty Potion (keyed to Light Side, Gryffindors, Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Ginerva Weasley, Hermione Granger, Order of the Phoenix)
Hatred Potion (keyed to Malfoy's, Tom Riddle, Slytherins, Severus Snape, Dark Magic, Death Eaters, Dark Side, Voldemort)
Trust Potion (keyed to Light Side, Gryffindors, Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Ginerva Weasley, Hermine Granger, Order of the Phoenix)
Love Potion (keyed to Ronald Billius Weasley by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley)
Submission Spell: placed by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore)
Bad Eyesight
Slack off Homework
Abilities: (blocked by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore)
Intelligence (90% Blocked)
Photogenic Memory (100% Blocked)
Eidetic Memory (95% Blocked)
Natural Occlumency (100% Blocked)
Natural Legitmency (100% Blocked)
Natural Conjuration (100% Blocked)
Natural Dueling (100% Blocked)
Natural Healing Magic (100% Blocked)
Wandless Magic (100% Blocked)
Natural Animagus (Direwolf, Dragon) (100% Blocked)
Beast Speaking (100% Blocked)
Paresletongue (55% Broken)
Parslemagic (100% Broken)
Non-Verbal Magic (100% Blocked)
Death Magic (100% Blocked)
Magical Prodigy (100% Blocked)
Elemental Magic (100% Blocked)
Spell Creation (100% Blocked)
Inheritance Test:
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Gryffindor
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Peverell
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Ravenclaw
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Lefay
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Gaunt
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Merlin
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Morningstar
Titles:
Girl-Who-Lived
The Chosen One
The-Girl-Who-Conquered
Triwizard Champion
Mistress of Death
Properties:
Too many to list
Vaults:
Too many to list (she's filthy rich)
Illegal Activities:
2,000 galleons a week to Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore to the Dumbledore Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
1,000 galleons a week to Arthur and Molly Weasley to the Weasley Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
400 galleons a week to Ronald Billius Weasley to the Weasley Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
400 galleons a week to Ginerva Molly Weasley to the Weasley Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
500 galleons a week to Percy Willam Weasley to the Weasley Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
400 galleons a week to Hermione Jean Granger to the Granger Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
10,000 galleons a month to the Order of the Phoenix to the Dumbledore Vault by Albus Percival Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore
Magical Leech (keyed to Albus Dumbledore, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger)
I was completely stunned. I knew they had betrayed me, but never in a million years did I think that Ron or Hermione would steal my magic. I always wondered why I always felt tired when I used my magic, now I completely understand. With the magic leech it was feeding off my magic and giving Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione a power boost.
How dare they do this to me. How long have they been leeching off my magic? Is there even a way to remove it? I had so many questions, and so many thoughts running through my head, I didn't realize that Zreer was trying to get my attention.
"Are you alright, Leilani? I'm sure you have a lot of questions, and I assure you that we will find a way to fix this." Zreer asked.
"Sorry Master Zreer, I was lost in my own thoughts. I will be honest with you. I eavesdropped on my friends the other night, and found out about the betrayal, but I didn't think it was this deep. I mean I know what a magical leech is, I just can't get over the fact that Dumbledore, and my so-called best friends have been using my magic just so they could boost their own." I said clearly exasperated.
I didn't think I would take the betrayal this hard, but I can't get over the fact that they were practically stealing magic the entire time they were using mine to boost their own magic. It's blasphemy, that's what it is.
"Yes, using anything like a magical leech, or doing a magical blood transfer is frowned upon here in Wizarding Britain. Stealing someone's magic, or feeding off someone's magic to boost our own is a one way ticket to a life sentence in Azkaban. Now I'm sure you're wondering if there is a way to remove these blocks, potions, and magical leech, and there is a way; we can do a cleansing ritual, for a price, of course." Zreer said with a toothy grin.
At this point I don't care how much it cost I just wanted these blocks, potions, and this magical leech off of me. "I would like to have the cleansing ritual done, and just take the galleons out of the Potter Vault." I said. I was ready to get down to business. The main thing I wanted to know was why it said Albus Dumbledore was 'in hiding' on my blood test?
Now that the cleansing ritual is done, I finally feel free, like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I even grew 4 inches in height which isn't bad since I was only 5ft to begin with, so now I'm 5'4. My once dull eyes are now a bright avada kedravra gree, and my hair is now down to the middle of my back, and falls in soft waves. I could tell Zreer was shocked at my transformation. I don't look like a sickly little girl anymore. I have officially grown into my womanly curves.
"Now that you no longer have the potions, blocks, and magical leech in your system, you should start to feel a whole lot better. Now it will take awhile for our magic to regenerate after we removed the magical leech, but that is what typically happens. Now we can get down to business, I could send you were anxious to ask me some questions, so please tell me how I can be of service Ms. Potter-Black?" Zreer said with a serious look on his face.
"Well I want to change my will. I have no doubt that I will eventually be killed. Either by so-called friends, or a rough death eater. My death is a long time coming. I found out when I eavesdropped on my so-called friends that the will, Dumbledore helped me set up in my fourth year basically gave those traitors my entire inheritance, and I would like to change it to where they get absolutely nothing. Also why does it say that Albus Dumbledore is in hiding? Last time I checked he was killed by Severus Snape back in my sixth year?" I said. I wanted answers, and I wanted them now, but I won't tell Zreer that.
"Yes, we can change your will, but first it says Dumbledore is in hiding because that is what he is basically doing, I'm assuming, he's hiding. If he was truly dead, it would've said 'deceased' by his name, but so you're aware, I'm as shocked as you are." Zreer said clearly not over the shock that Dumbledore was still alive.
"Well can we change my will, and then I want all of my vaults sealed. I want no one, but me to have access…"
Meanwhile at the Burrow:
"WHERE DID SHE GO? HOW DARE SHE LEAVE HER BIRTHDAY CELEBRATIONS, AND LEAVE US HANGING." Mrs. Weasley screeched.
"She obviously left, and I don't blame her. You lot have been acting weird ever since the war ended. You have been watching Leilani way too closely, as if she is gonna go dark or something, and quite frankly I am not okay with this. Leilani has done nothing to warrant your suspicious behavior. You can call me when you get your act together." George Weasley said as he walked out the door.
"I have to agree with George, your behavior towards Leilani is unacceptable. I will be going back to the dragon reserv for the foreseeable future. Don't contact me until you can treat Leilani with more respect. She deserves it after all she had done for us, and for the wizarding world." Charlie Weasley said while he stepped into the floo. Bill Weasley also left after his brother, not saying one word to the remaining Weasley's.
"Well good riddance, we didn't need them anyways. What I wanna know is how we are gonna get Leilani back under our control? We have yet to figure out how to kill her, and Dumbledore isn't set to come out of hiding for another whole month." Ron Weasley said, obviously irritated with how Leilani escaped their clutches.
"Obviously we need to contract Dumbledore since our plans are not going the way we want them to. By now Leilani must know the truth, and we need to get ahead of this before she contacts the DMLE, and all of our plans go up in smoke, and we end up in Azkaban, or worse, face to face with a dementor." Percy Weasley said. He, unlike his other family members, was second guessing his decisions. If they didn't get Leilani back under their control, he would do anything to get out of this situation, even if he has to throw his own family under the bus.
"Hermione? Ginny? What do you think? You've been awfully quiet, dears." Mrs. Weasley asked while fussing over Ginny.
"Obviously I agree with everyone here we need to get Leilani back before this gets out to the public, because once people find out, there is no saving our asses." Ginny said with an irritated huff.
"Well why don't we go down to Diagon Alley, and see if we can spot Leilani while your mother stays here, and writes to dumbledore." Mr. Weasley said to his children He was scared, the last thing he wanted was to see his family in Azkaban. He had to do whatever he could to save the family, and if he had to take the entire fall, then so be it. He just prays that someone silences Leilani before she alerts the right people in the ministry.
Little did they know…
Meanwhile back at Gringotts Bank:
"Now that your will is changed, and you have all the potions, blocks, and magical leech removed, is there anything else that I can help you with today?" Zreer said to his favorite client. He couldn't wait to see the drama unfold when the public is made aware of what the Weasley family, and the Great Albus Dumbledore did to their precious savior. He will forward to reading the prophet in the upcoming days.
"No, there is nothing else I need help with. I have my bank card, so I won't have to come back here to get money. Right now I'm just gonna send out the proof of the treachery to the right people, and I'm gonna lay low at Black Manor. Hopefully I'll be safe from the Weasley's and Dumbledore. If I do need anything, I will write to you Master Zreer. Thank you for helping today, may your enemies tremble at your feet." I said with a nod to Zreer, and I made my way out of the bank.
Stepping out of the bank, and breathing the fresh spring air was a whole new experience. I was finally free. I am free. I'm free of the people who were plotting my demise. I'm finally free to live life on my own terms.
As I was walking in an alley, trying to find a place to discreetly apparate to Black Manor I heard footsteps coming from behind me, but before I could grab my wand, and turn around, and shoot a hex, I was hit from the back, and all I can remember is my world going completely black. Is this how it's going to end?
~1 Week Later~
It's been one week since Leilani Lillian Potter-Black was killed with a killing curse by a rogue death eater in disguise, and all of Wizarding Britain is in mourning except the Weasleys, of course.
It's also been a week since Albus Dumbledore made his existence known, and people were shocked that the elderly wizard was still alive, but the majority of the public didn't care - their savior was dead.
Today was also the day where Leilani Lillian Potter-Black's will would be read, and everyone who was summoned is anticipating how the will reading will go.
"Hurry up, we'll be late." Mrs. Weasley said to her family.
"We're coming!" Everyone shouted in unison.
As the Weaselys were making their way to gringotts bank, other people who were summoned for the will reading started to arrive. Bill, George, and Charlie Weasley. Andromeda Tonks, and her grandson, Teddy. Neville Longbottom. Luna Lovegood. Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco Malfoy. They were just a few of the people entering the bank at the same time as the Weasley family did.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Ron Weasley sneered in the direction of the Malfoy Family He has no idea why all of these people were summoned. The will Leilani wrote back in their fourth year gave everything to the Weasley's and Dumbledore, so they should've been the only one's summoned.
"My family and I were summoned for Potter's will reading, Weasley. Why else would be here in the same room as you?" Draco sneered at the Weasel. A week ago his family got a letter from Leilani explaining the situation she was in. To say he was shocked would be an understatement. All he knows is that these treacherous nobodies were gonna get a dose of karma today, and he has front row seats to the show.
"Mom! Dad! Something's not right. All of these people shouldn't be here." Percy Weasley whisper-yelled at his mother and father.
"Now now Mr. Weasley I'm sure this is just a big misunderstanding. I will sort it out once the will has been read." Albus Dumbledore said, showing up out of nowhere.
Majority of the people were not happy about his presence, but he didn't care. Today he would reap the benefits of all his hard work. It's too bad he didn't get to kill Leilani himself. He was also positive nothing has changed, his inside source made sure that the will being read was the one he set up with Leilani back in her fourth year. It only took a hundred galleons to bribe the goblin to switch the new will with the old one.
"Hello everyone, I am Zreer. The account manager for the Potter and Black families. With me to assist in the will reading of Leilani Lillian Potter-Black is Griphook. Shall we get started?" Zreer said with a wide grin that showed all of his sharp teeth.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Zreer pulled out a sphere like object and snapped it open, and the voice of Leilani Lillian Potter-Black was projected through the entire room.
"I, Leilani Lillian Potter-Black swear to be sound of mind and magic in the writing of this last will and testament on October 26, 1998"
Everyone was buzzing with anticipation. Especially the Weasley's and Dumbledore.
Dumbledore made eye contact with Molly Weasely, and they both silently agreed that something wasn't right, but he was Albus Dumbledore, he would make things right. No one will ruin his plans, he'll make sure of it.
"To Neville Longbottom, I leave you the Gryffindor Lordship and the entire fortune that goes with it. Thank you for always being a true friend, Neville. You never once turned your back on me, and I can never repay you for your bravery and kindness. I'll never forget you."
People gasped at this, but Neville just sat there stunned. He would miss Leilani, but he promised himself that day that he would make her proud.
"To Luna Lovegood, I leave the Ravenclaw Ladyship, and the entire fortune that goes with it. Use it well, soul sister. Shake shit up, and use the fortune to find those Crumple-Horned Snorkacks, or use it to make your own newspaper. I'll always cherish your friendship Luna, never forget that you are one of a kind.
To George Weasley, I leave you 10 million galleons, and all the Marauder journals. May they help you in continuing your joe shop that has only brought many laughs from everyone who enters your store, and ask angelina to marry you already, you deserve to be happy!"
Albus Dumbledore was furious. This was not the will he helped Leilani Lillian Potter-Black set up back in her fourth year. How did it get changed? "Excuse me, Master Zreer? But this is not the will I helped Leilani Potte-Black set up back in her fourth year at hogwarts! What happened to that one? That one was supposed to be read today!" Albus said. He wanted answers. He would not allow theses people to get away with the Black and Potter fortunes. They rightfully belong to him.
"The wil that is being read today is the correct will. Leilani Lillian Potter-Black changed her will because she felt that the people who were in her last will didn't deserve to receive anything from her upon her death. Now please, sit down Mr. Dumbledore, so we can continue reading the will." Zreer practically sneered at the elderly wizard. He couldn't wait until the end of the will was read.
Dumbledore huffed, but sat down knowing there was nothing he could do. Maybe he could talk to George Weasely into handing over the 10 million galleons. He could split it with the Weasley family. Yes, that might work.
"To William and Charlie Weasley, I leave you each 2 million galleons. May you use this money for anything that your heart desires. You both are like big brothers to me, and I can't put into words how much your support meant to me. Bill take fleur on a nice long vacation, she deserves it. Also Charlie, maybe you could get a girlfriend?
To Draco Lucius Malfoy, I leave you the Black Lordship, and the Slytherin Lordship, plus the entire fortune that comes with it. We may have been school rivals, but our secret friendship has kept me going over the last year. Yes, I have been secret friends with Draco for the last 4 years, his parents know it too. The defected to the light side, and that's when our friendship started, so I don't want to hear any complaints. Draco has been a far better friend than some people I know. Draco, thank you for your endless friendship, and always being there for me in my darkest times. I love you, dragon."
Draco was speechless, but he was grateful. He won't ever forget about his soul sister, he would live his life and continue her legacy of acceptance to all magical beings. He turned to his father who was looking very pleased, yes things would be okay.
The Weasley's and Dumbledore were fuming. Ron Weasely, and Hermione Granger kept giving dirty looks to the Malfoy's, especially Draco. This was not how the will reading was suppose to go, but the Weasley's were certain that with everything they did for Leilani and her being unaware of the betrayal that she would leave them a good amount of money. Oh, how wrong they are.
"To Lucius and Narcisa Malfoy I leave you 50 millions galleons, and the black manor in France. Sirius told me how you both loved that manor, so it's yours. Take a vacation, you earned it."
Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy were very pleased, and grateful, but instantly Mrs. Weasley was on her feet screeching about how ungrateful Leilani Potter is while her husband was trying to calm her down, and get her to be quiet. On the other hand, Ron Weasely was as red as his hair, he was fuming. He had a feeling something was wrong since the day Leilani escaped from the burrow.
Dumbledore was trying to keep his composure, once the will reading was done he would have to talk to the goblin king to make everything right. As the Weasley's were still acting outraged, Director Griphook left the room to alert Amelia Bones that it was almost time.
"To Albus Dumbledore I leave you absolutely nothing, you traitorous power hungry old fool. You didn't think I wouldn't find out about the blocks, potions, and magical leech. On top of that, you've been stealing from me since my parents died. The only thing I will leave you is Belatrix Lestrange's cell in Azkaban.
To Molly, Arthur, Ronald, Percy, and Ginerva Weasley you are a bunch of backstabbing traitors. I expect you to pay back all of the money you stole with interest. You will never see a single galleon or knut from my inheritance. Also Ginerva Weasley you will return the precious jewels and heirlooms to the Black Vault and the Potter Vault that you stole, and if you can't return them because they are broke or lost then you'll pay the galleons with interest for them to be replicated. You all disgust me.
To Hermione Granger, I also leave you nothing. You were the last person I thought would stab me in the back, but I guess anyone can be bought for the right price. I demand that you return every single book you stole from the Potter Vault. They don't belong to you, and you never deserved to have that knowledge, you selfish cow."
Everyone sat in the room shocked. Dumbledore, Hermione, and the Weasely's were openly gaping. This was not supposed to happen. All their plans went down in the dust, and the worst part is yet to come.
"Lastly to my godson Teddy Lupin I give you the Potter Lordship, and the rest of my inheritance. I wish I could be there to watch you grow up, but I know that your grandmother will take good care of you. Andromeda please tell Teddy when he's older that I love him, and thank you for giving me constant support, and being a mother figure to me. I also leave Potter Manor for you to raise Teddy in. I love you both, so much.
This ends the last will and testament of Leilani Lillian Potter-Black, so mote it be."
"Now that the will reading is done, can everyone one at a time come up, and collect your th…" but before Zreer could finish his sentence the door was slammed open, and a bunch of aurors being led by Amelia Bones came into the room.
"Albus Dumbledore, Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ginerva Weasley, Hermione Granger, you are under arrest for line theft.."
Leilani opened her eyes, and was blinded by the light. Where was she? Was she dead? I never got to see the traitors get their comeuppance, she thought to herself.
"Hello, Mistress."
"Hello Death." Leilani said, looking at the deity in front of her. She always had an inkling that she was the Mistress of Death, but it was verified when the deity visited her when she was 'killed' by Voldemort. He explained what being the Mistress of Death meant, but she still wished he could of told her head of time about the betrayals, but apparently deities can't interfere with fate. It's blasphemy.
"So now that I'm dead what do I do as the Mistress of Death? I know what being the Mistress of Death means, but do I have a purpose? Do I not get to go to the afterlife, and be reunited with my family? Or is it possible to be reborn again just as someone different?" Leilani asked death. She always wondered if her soul could be reborn, just as someone complete new. Soul magic always fascinated her.
"It's very simple, Mistress. I'm giving you another chance at a new life in a new world. Your life before wasn't very good, you suffered a lot, and I want you to have the chance at true happiness. The world you will be reborn into is called Westeros. You will experience hardships, and heartbreak, but you will also live a happy, and fulfilling life. You will have your magic, and your soulmate also exists in this new world. All I can tell you is that you are the song of ice and fire. If you ever need me, just call upon me, and I will answer. Good luck, Mistress." Death said to his stunned mistress. While he disappeared all he heard was her shouts of protest, but he knows that she will thank him one day.
All Leilani could remember is yelling at death for giving such a vague explanation, but before death completely disappeared her entire world went back.
She felt someone picking her up, but she had no idea where she was, or who she was? She knew she was reborn, and that this was her second life, but every time she tried to remember her past life her head would start to hurt. Maybe death made it where she wouldn't remember her past life until a certain age, she thought to herself. Yes, that's why, she'll eventually remember, right?
She slowly opened her eyes, and looked around before she made eye contact with a man who was looking at her with so much love in his eyes. Who was he?
"Hello, my little dragonwolf."