Wow, thank-you everyone who is reviewling.....And I thought nobody liked this story....I finished editing chapter two and I'm working on writing chapter six. well keep reading and reviewing.....

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Again, Thanks to my wonderful beta Anamarie for helping me clean up this story...

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Chapter Two: Reunion and the Inheritance




No sooner had Harry stepped out of the fire he was grabbed into a forceful hug by Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh, Harry, dear, so good to see you, how are you, are you hungry, do you need anything at all?" Mrs. Weasley said in a concerned voice, hardly pausing for a breath.

"Mum! Let him go before you kill him," Ron shouted out.

"Hey Harry, how's it going? Where is are Lupin and Tonks?" right as Ron finished asking his question the fire roared bright green and an exhausted looking Lupin collapsed in the chair in front of the fire.

"Did you have to get him all worked up like that?" Lupin shot at Harry.

"Sorry, but I couldn't resist," Harry grinned.

Remus Lupin shook his head staring at Harry in way he use to stare at James.

"Welcome back, Harry," said a familiar voice from behind.

Professor Dumbledore was standing in the kitchen with a huge smile on his face. He seemed quite pleased to see Harry. Harry wasn't as pleased to see him; he forced a smile despite the pain swelling in his chest.

"Harry, would you please follow me into the kitchen? We have a personal matter to discuss," Dumbledore turned and walked back into the kitchen.

Harry was surprised to see Minister Fudge, Madame Bones and a few other ministry employees he didn't know sitting in the kitchen.

"I'm sure you read about the clearing of Sirius's name," Dumbledore began, "The reason you are here today, Harry, is the matter of Sirius's estate."

Harry hadn't heard anyone speak Sirius's name to him in months. His chest was beginning to ache and his head was felt heavy.

"Sirius has left all of his estates to you, Harry, This includes his wealth, his house elf and so forth." Dumbledore continued, "This house is also in your custody and we need your permission to continue using it for the Order."

Harry was now fighting back tears and he busted out, "KEEP IT ALL, I DON'T WANT ANY OF IT!"

"I know Harry, the healing has not finished, but it will," Dumbledore said with a weak grin

Harry felt like he wanted to cry, and he couldn't remember a time in his life when he had wanted to cry.

I really don't feel like going though this right now, he thought bitterly to himself, be strong Harry you can't let them see you falter.

"Sirius didn't owe me a thing. I don't want any of it," Harry said calmly.

"Harry it isn't that easy. Magical law states you must except what a fallen wizard forwards on to you," said Madam Bones in her deep toned voice.

"Well then, fine, I'll follow this stupid magical law, and then I'll just give it all away," Harry said coldly.

"You can't Mr. Potter, not until you're 18 years of age, and hopefully by then you will reach a more rational decision," said a tall graying wizard sitting next to Dumbledore.

"Harry, do we have your permission to use the house for the Order of the Phoenix?" Dumbledore asked patiently.

Harry looked deep into Dumbledores blue eyes. He felt his anger release slightly, and he nodded.

"Excellent, Harry, I'm sure you'll find your school mates outside waiting to welcome you," Dumbedore said with a smile.

Great, just what he needed, his friends there to ask him about Sirius, and about Sirius's estate. Honestly, he just didn't want to talk about it. He just wanted to forget he ever knew Sirius Black.

Harry left the kitchen feeling a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He hoped he could avoid everyone, including Hermione and Ron, [Should be a period then a new sentence] [H]e just wasn't in the mood to be surrounded by people.

"Harry, thank goodness," Hermione seized Harry into a hug. "With all the ministry members here I thought you might have used magic again or something."

"Hermione, calm down it was just business," Harry said shortly.

"It was the matter of Sirius Black's will," said a tall, brown haired girl behind Hermione. Susan Bones was a sixth year Hufflepuff who was also a member of the D.A., was standing in the doorway with a serious expression on her face.

Harry shot her a forewarned glare, but she didn't seem to pay much attention to it.

"Susan, are you and your aunt staying for dinner?" Mrs. Weasley asked from the couch.

"I'm not sure, you'll have to ask her," Susan said sweetly and walked into another room.

"Who all is here?" Harry asked confused from Susan appearance.

"Oh, lots of people, it's almost like being back a school or something, but without Malfoy," said Hermione excitedly.

"Great," Harry said sarcastically.

"Harry what's wrong?" Hermione asked concerned.

"Nothing. Where's Ron ?" Harry quickly changed the subject.

"You know Ron, he's probably upstairs playing chess with someone," said Hermione jokingly.

Harry followed Hermione up the stairs of Grimmauld Place.

"Where is Mrs. Black's picture?" Harry asked as he paused at the blank space on the wall.

"Kreacher took it with him," said Hermione. "Oh don't worry, he's working at Hogwarts now, [as] his new assignment, Dumbledore told him you where were his master and you lived at Hogwarts the majority of the year so that is where he'll be working."

"Right," Harry passed the blank wall nervously.

"Hey mate, out of your meeting already?" smirked Ron.

He was playing chess with Ernie MacMillian from Hufflepuff, and beating him badly.

"Yeah, it didn't take long, it was just about…" Harry broke off. "So, what's going on here?" Harry said quickly.

"Welcome to babysitting central," Ernie said sarcastically.

"Yea, that why you're here, isn't it Ernie, I'm babysitting you," said Ginny who was sitting in the corner reading a book.

Ernie shot her a look, but she never looked up from her book.

"The order has recruited several new members, so if the members have a family, this is where they're staying. It's safer than the secret keeper system, and it leaves the Order members free to take care of business," said Hermione with a sigh as she rolled her eyes in Ron's direction.

"So how many people are staying here?" Harry asked, alarmed.

"Oh, not that many, most of them come and go every so often, only me, Ron and Ginny are really living here," said Hermione with a smile.

Harry looked around and decided he wanted to be alone.

"I'm pretty tired, I think I'm going to go take a nap in the other room," said Harry quietly.

"Okay mate, we'll wake you for dinner," said Ron[,] looking up from his chess game.

Harry went into the next room and lay down on the bed. He could hear everybody in the other room laughing and carrying on.

"I'm so glad you guys can rest easy, I'm so glad you guys are in such a chipper mood," Harry muttered sarcastically before he rolled on to his side and shut his eyes.

"Harry, are you awake?" he felt a gentle nudge and his eyes cracked open. "Dinner's ready, if you want to eat," Ginny finished in a mock Molly voice.
Harry chuckled, sat up, rubbed his eyes, and reached for his glasses.

"I'll see you downstairs then," Ginny said as she left the room.

I hope there are not a lot of people here, Harry thought bitterly to himself. He found himself wishing for a plate to be shoved under the door, even Aunt Petunia's meatloaf was better than facing a bunch of inquisitive wizards. He wasn't sure how he was going to deal with it if they asked him about Sirius.

Harry slowly got up from bed and headed downstairs. He could hear the laughing and talking from the top of the staircase. His first instinct was to run back upstairs, throw himself under the covers and ignore the happiness around him. But his legs kept him moving forward. The wall seem to make it hard to breath, he could almost hear Sirius's bark like laugh in the crowd. He heart gave a hopeful leap, but he knew Sirius was gone, it wasn't his laugh he was hearing. Finally, he was visible to the happy crowd. It was too late, he couldn't run.

"Harry, son, come here, Kingsley was just telling me about the new system being implemented at Azkaban," said Mr. Weasley cheerfully.

Harry smiled weakly and walked over towards the talking crowd. Everyone was talking about this and that, mindless chatter to Harry. He had hardly looked up from his plate, when a dreamy voice said hello.

Harry looked up and saw Luna Loony Lovegood sitting in the seat in front of him.

"Did you find all your things?" Harry asked politely.

"Oh yes, I told you I would," she said before staring off into space.

He looked over at Ron with a dazed expression on his face.

"Don't worry, she isn't staying here, her and her father occasionally stop by for dinner," said Ron in a thankful voice. "She keeps smiling at me," he then shook himself as if to clean off the thought.

"Si. Kim, come in, have a seat," said Mrs. Weasley happily to the family that just appeared at the kitchen door.

Harry's stomach gave a violent jolt. Standing beside the lady Mrs. Weasley had addressed, as Kim was none other than Cho Chang. Mrs. Weasley pulled out her wand, muttered a charm and the table suddenly lengthened and three more chairs appeared. Cho smiled pleasantly at Harry, but Harry just lowered his head back to his plate.

"Please tell me she's not staying here," Harry whispered to Ron.

"Sorry mate. Not very often though," Ron said as he patted Harry on the back.

Harry lowered his head to where it almost touched his plate. Great, what else could go wrong? He thought to himself.

After dinner Ron and Hermione followed Harry up to the bedroom.

"Want to play a game of chess, Harry?" Ron asked eagerly.

"Sure," Harry said, emotionless.

Hermione frowned and suddenly said, "You can't just mope around all the time, Sirius wouldn't want you to do that."

"Hermione," Ron snapped

"Well, Hermione, Sirius isn't here anymore so we don't know what he would want me to do, can we?" Harry said curtly. "I'm going to bed."

"What about our game of chess, mate?" Ron asked with a hurt expression on his face.

"Play with Hermione, she seems to know everything," Harry spat back

He looked back and at Hermione. She looked as if there were tears swelling behind her eyes. Harry felt guilty but still felt the anger surge inside. He stormed into the bedroom he was staying in and slammed the door behind him.