A/N re-edited 3/25/2018

Here we go.


"Yes, well there is something funny about that Potter kid, but if Voldemort is possessing him..."

These last words of Moody still dance around in his head as he sat on the bed next to Buckbeak the Hippogriff. It had been about a day since he heard those words and Harry, true to his nature, ran and hid away from everyone.


Downstairs in the Parlor.

"Ginny are you ready?" Molly called as she was walking in just a few seconds after her youngest child and her only daughter put something in her mouth and laid back on the loveseat, pulling the heavy comforter up to her chin.

"Mother?" Ginny asked and just the simple way that she addressed her had Molly's attention.

Rushing to her daughter she found her looking very pale and running a high fever, which stopped the plans of the Weasley family going out as she fretted and fussed.

"We can't leave your sister..." she started to say when Fred stepped up.

"Mum, we need to get out, even Professor Dumbledore suggests it."

"Right mum we have been cooped up too long," George added.

"Look Ginny will be fine, Remus..."

"And Tonks is here..."

"Can you think of two more reliable sitters for our wee sister to have?" the twins finished their speech at the same time.

At first, Molly was about to start shouting back but for a split second that only Remus noticed she was silent.

"Very, very well." she started "If it's not a bother to the two..."

"We will be fine Molly go get some fresh air," Tonks spoke up and helped lead Molly to the door.

The twins just winked at Ginny and smiled at Tonks before following the rest of their family out the door.

Sirius had just walked into the Parlor and Remus looked to him, "Compulsion charm?" he asked his friend.

Padfoot just smiled and tossed something to Ginny who caught it and quickly swallowed. Her fever and pale skin vanished as she jumped up, wand in hand.

"Ok," the werewolf started. "It is clear I have found myself in the middle of something, but just to make sure, what did I sign up for?"

"Moony it's time to decide: who is more important to you, Albus or Harry?" Padfoot replied words full of power and maturity.

"Are you sure," Ginny started as if she had not heard Sirius ask Remus the question. "that they cannot detect underage magic in this house?"

Sirius just nodded with a smile as Ginny marched out of the Parlor and up the stairs, "Then I am sure I'm about to break a door, sorry"


Harry heard the steps coming up the stairs, or more like he felt them. Powerful, determined, unstoppable; the steps of his executioner approaching. He didn't know who was approaching, but he could feel that they had a lot of power. The steps stopped just outside the door.

Harry was startled by the softness of the knock, and even more by the softness of her voice.

"Harry, it's Ginny, could you open up?"

Her voice was so kind so caring so...loving? He stood and walked to the door reaching he was a split second away from opening the door.

No, I can't risk endangering her, or anyone.

Harry made the choice not to open the door and to lock the second deadbolt. As he did that, he did not notice Buckbeak watching him. The moment the lock clicked, the large hippogriff quickly moved off the bed and hid behind it.

Harry started to walk away from the door.

"REDUCTO!" Ginny screamed, and the door splintered.

Harry was out of the way, standing next to the bed as he turned around in shock. Ginny in all her fire and glory marched in, put her wand in her left hand, pulled her right back, and decked him.

To say Harry flew back from the punch was a bit exaggerated, he did find himself on the bed on his back. Ginny, not missing a step, climbed on the bed and straddled his waist, looking deep into his eyes.

"Don't ever lock a door on a female Weasley," she roared. "Now it is time we talked about why you think it is a good idea to hide from your friends and family oh heir of the 'Most noble and Most Ancient House of Potter'."


Somewhere deep in Harry's mind, a creature long since locked in a cage lifted its head and sniffed, finding her scent, and broke the cage.


Harry gave some weak excuse about protecting everyone from him being possessed by Voldemort.

"And just who do you know that has also be possessed by Tom?" She asked looking into his eyes.


The fear, logic, and stubborn stupidity parts of his brain were trying to come up with an argument when the creature walked up and stood looking down at them, and in a true tribute to the American Three Stooges, slapped all three of them in one swipe.


The three adults had followed Ginny up the stairs, watched how soft she knocked and how caring she spoke, cringed when they heard the door lock and were gobsmacked when she turned the door into splinters. Quietly, they moved and peaked around the door frame. Seeing Ginny straddle Harry on the bed made all three pull back, Tonks slightly blushing, Remus greatly blushing, and Sirius smiling with the pure pride of a marauder dogfather.

"Ok," Tonks started smiling "what is the chance they do something other than talk?"

"Not likely," Remus started "Harry is emotionally repressed and was not raised by James or Sirius."

"True," Tonks sighed "but what if? I mean if I am not mistaken, wasn't James being moody and withdrawn only to have Lily break in and pin him to the bed while she shouted at him. Wasn't that what led to the night Harry was conceived?"

"Don't worry," Sirius broke up their talk. "I used a contraceptive charm on Ginny as she was marching up the stairs." he smiled at their shocked faces.

"Repressed or not, sooner or later those Potter genes will awaken, for no Potter can resist a pissed off redhead and no redhead can resist a Potter."

"Did Sirius Black just use logic based on historical facts?" Tonks asked as she started to smile and giggle.

"Sirius, you are not suggesting a fifteen-year-old boy and a fourteen-year-old girl should...?" Remus started.

"They need to get laid, they are both wound up tighter then Minnie's hair, and even she knows to let it down once in a while," Padfoot replied with a smile.

"Sirius..." Remus started to say with a tone of warning.

"Moony, both of those kids have been through more than most people alive. It has forced them to mature much faster than normal. The ability to call them 'children' ended a long time ago." Sirius started his eyes hard as diamonds stopping the werewolf's argument. "Only Molly and Albus refuse to see it."

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN?!" Ginny's voice broke all arguments.

The three adults stopped and stared as Ginny pulled Harry out of the room.

"Sirius, we have a problem, Harry doesn't know about the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter."

At those words, both Remus and Sirius froze, eyes going milky white.

"A memory charm!" Tonks shouted.

Remus was the first to come to, "Bugger me."

Tonks smiled and slid up under his arm and gave a purr. Remus just looked at her, blushed, but regained his thought as he looked at Sirius.

"That manipulative, barmy old codger," was all Harry's dogfather said.


Fifteen minutes later in the kitchen.

The group of five were just finishing up getting cleaned and dressed to go out, Harry had wanted to argue with Sirius about going out in public, but Ginny had just put a hand on his mouth.

"Now," Sirius started as he fastened his long black hooded cloak around his neck. "The basics Harry is that you are the heir of the House of Potter, a very old family. Hence the name 'Most Ancient and Most Noble'. So powerful, in fact, that only the Potters and the Longbottom's have that title. The Blacks are only 'Ancient and Most Noble', one tier down"

"Since you are now fifteen and both Lily and James have passed on you, are old enough to claim the titles, giving you seats in the Wizerdingamont," Remus continued.

"You should have been emancipated on your birthday, that means you would not have had the trace," Tonks continued. "It means that trial should not have happened.

"All this should have been told to you on your eleventh birthday. For some reason, our headmaster wanted to keep you ignorant as well as under the trace," Sirius finished.

"And at the Dursleys'" Harry growled.

"Right now, we are going to Gringotts to see Ragnok the sixth. The Potter, Black, and Longbottom's account manager, as well as the son of the king of the goblin nation Ragnok the Fifth. He will be able to explain the details better than me." Sirius spoke, "And don't worry, Gringotts is a sovereign nation and they don't really like the ministry at the moment, Kreature!"

Sirius shouted but he didn't arrive. He was about to shout again when the elf popped in front of him, "Master?"

The elf spoke them with disdain but still spoke them.

"Kreature you will take all five of us to the private arrival point of the house of Black in Gringotts," Sirius all but barked the order.

They arrived in a closed room behind them was a large Black Family Seal, in front of them was a door.

"Thank you Kreature," Harry said, giving the elf a smile as he followed the group as they made it out the door.

Sirius hearing Harry's words stopped and looked back at the elf, "Yes, thank you Kreature."

The elf froze at the words.

All five of them had their hoods up, hiding their faces as they walked in the private hall.

"Keep moving," A goblin spoke as he came up beside them.

"Greetings Griphook," Harry said to the Goblin.

"Greetings Lord Potter but stay silent. No one can know any of you are here." The goblin warned.

They were led to a large office, more of a cavern then an office. In the center sat a single large desk, and behind that desk at a goblin of great power.

The group removed their hoods and Sirius stepped forward, "Lord Sirius Black of the House of Black to present Harry Potter, heir apparent of House Potter."

The goblin did not speak he just places a small stone on his desk.

"That is a Bloodstone Harry. You need to do a blood test. Just put your thumb on the stone you will feel a prick, and by the time your thumb leaves the stone it will be healed.

Harry hesitated before putting his thumb on the stone. A quick and painless prick later, he lifted it. When he looked at the thumb, it was clean.

The Goblin looked at a piece of parchment before standing up and calmly walking around his desk. He came to a stop right in front of Harry and held out a hand, not sure what else to do, Harry took said hand and shook it.

The fact a goblin willingly offered to shake a wizard's hand was a rare thing. What happened next was just unheard of. The goblin Prince pulled Harry into a one arm hug, the hug of a brother. Not knowing what else to do, Harry just returned it with his own one arm hug.

Releasing Harry from the hug and the handshake, Ragnok just turned and started to walk back to his chair.

"The Potters have been friends of the Goblin Nation for Fifteen-hundred years, and we have been on good terms with them since before the Romans arrived on these shores. I held both your father and your grandfather as brothers," he spoke as he walked. "I was witness to the births of both James and Harry, and your mother...she was a pure gem. Cheeky but respectful, a pleasure to know."

On the night of Lady Lily and Lord James passing, Albus used a combined total of 72 charms, wards, spells, and rituals to ensure this meeting never took place," The goblin started as chairs appeared and as Griphook motion they sat. "He was not aware that we knew this from the start. Even though he did not take us for granted, I feel he has reached an age where he believes all his plans will work without flaws. Since Harry could not claim his titles and emancipation until he turned fifteen, we chose to play dumb. When you arrived on your birthday with Hagrid, we watched you but did not move. When you arrived before your second year with the Weasley's, again, we watched but did nothing."

"The third time when you stayed in the pub, that was the hardest for us. So close and almost unsupervised. I say almost because you had 2 Aurors guarding you," Here he laughed. "The so-called most dangerous criminal on the loose and all they do is assign two Aurors. And one of them was Dawlish..." Here Tonks snorted. "Just be glad I cared enough to assign 50 fully-armed and battle-tested Goblin guards to shadow you,"

"Thank you," Harry said with a chuckle and a smile.

"I never saw you before your fourth year, but starting that Christmas, I sent you a letter once every five weeks. Seems Dumbledore prevented it. I give him credit, not many can stop Goblin post."

Here he stopped and sat down, "Now that all the roadblocks are removed, the full blood test will be complete in about forty-five minutes. Is there anything you wish to talk about before we start the claiming of your titles?"

"Yes, how much money did Bagman owe Gringotts, and would it hurt me if I were to pay the debt plus all interest the debt collected?" Harry asked as an idea came to him.

"287,468 grand total. And no, it won't even make a dent." the Goblin replied smiling.

"Pay it out of my funds and make it public and I was the one that paid it once I have my lordship titles," Harry said.

Ragnok filled out a form, handed it to Harry to sign, "There, done. Very wise play. Anything else?"

"Yes, how much money do I have?"

Ragnok spoke...Harry fainted.