A/N: Just a short note right now. Thanks Alex, I will use that idea in this chapter. Review everybody!

Chapter 6: The Potter Family History

The rest of the day was spent socializing with the assorted guests in the Great Hall.

Remus, at least, found it comical that whenever Harry was within 20 feet of Tonks – or Dora as he called her – she would blush and move in the opposite direction (This was something that rather bothered Harry).

When Madam Pomfrey came to retrieve Harry to bring him upstairs, all he had to do was flash her a grin, and she would happily go away for another half hour before coming back to try again.

But Harry started to tire at about ten o'clock. So, he strode over to the matron, and said in a stern voice, "Poppy, I am very tired, and I have been on my feet for many hours. I would like to go now."

"Oh! Of course, Harry, dear. Go ahead up. I will be there in a few minutes." And she turned back to her conversation.

Harry shrugged to himself, said a quick farewell to Remus and the Headmaster, and walked out of the room.

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The next day, when he awoke, Harry saw the Headmaster sitting in a chair next to his bed.

"Pro- Professor Dumbledore, sir! I didn't see you there!" he stuttered, sitting up in bed.

The old man chuckled. "No? I figured that might be the case."

"I'm sorry if you've been waiting long, sir. How long have you been here, sir?"

"Don't worry, my boy. I've only just sat down. And for the summer, Harry, will you please not call me 'sir' – it makes me feel old" He smiled benignly. "And – if you don't let your classmates know - you may call me Albus. But I don't want the whole school calling me by my first name. It would be fairly inappropriate, don't you think?"

Harry laughed. "Yes, Albus. Now, if I'm allowed to ask, I want to know why you're here."

"Well," Albus started, "I thought that you might have some questions about your Grin."

Harry just stared at the old wizard. "About my Grin? Mighty Merlin, Albus! I thought that you were going to want me to talk to me about what happened at the Ministry or about the Dursleys or about plans for the summer or, well . . . just not this. But I'm fine with talking about this."

Harry grinned.

Dumbledore smiled back.

"Well, Harry, I was going to talk to you about all of those other things, but the first thing I was going to do was answer any questions you have."

"About my Grin?" Harry laughed yet again. "Okay then. Why can I make people do what I want? Or make girls faint?"

When the Headmaster spoke, his eyes were twinkling.

"It all started long ago . . . This is a long story, Harry, so get comfortable . . . It all started long ago . . . Oh. Just to tell you, for the longest time, the Potters have been a well-known Wizarding family. Anyways, as I was saying, it started a long time ago with a family of Potters.

"This family was possibly the most well known generation of Potters there has been until you. Your great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather was named Orlando Bruce Potter. He and his wife, Aminda Jule Potter, were the richest, most charitable and the most powerful, wizards on the planet. Orlando became the Minister of Magic at age twenty, and set a record for the youngest Minister there has ever been. Mindy, on the other hand, taught here at Hogwarts. She became Headmistress when she was thirty-two. They were easily more powerful than I am and they had an extremely talented pair of children.

"Mark Orlando Potter and Lauren Aminda Potter were the two top students of their year – became Head Boy and Girl when their time came, but the twins didn't get along at all, which was tragic. They were both forced to stay at home for the summer and they couldn't go to spend more than a day at a friend's house for social reasons for their parents. When they grew up, Lauren married and moved to Canada, which is a country with an amazing Wizarding school out near the Rocky Mountains. The school is called Dominatus Academy, and I suppose that is where their children would have been sent. It is not important to the story, but Lauren didn't keep in touch with her family back in the United Kingdom. Mark married and had a son, Henry Mark Potter, and at the same time, he managed to remain the Head Auror at the Ministry.

"Henry became Head Boy like his father and grandparents. After school, he founded Hogsmeade, which, as you know, is still in existence. He had two children: his daughter, Vanessa May Potter, was four years older than his son, John Henry Potter. They, needless to say, both became Head Girl and Head Boy for their seventh years. Vanessa married, yet she had no children, and John married the Head Girl from his year and they had a son.

"Peter John Potter had a lot to live up to, seeing as his mother was the best medi-witch in the country and worked at St Mungo's Hospital, and his father was the Head Examiner for the Ordinary Wizarding Levels for all of Europe. But Peter did fine. He was Head Boy like every other male in his family and he became the Deputy Headmaster here at Hogwarts.

"He had a son, too, which would guarantee the name of Potter being continued. Sean Peter Potter became Head Boy as well, and he designed the new building of Gringotts Bank when it started to get worn down – he funded the project too.

"Sean was definitely in the Daily Prophet enough. His marriage was covered in about every paper in Europe. You see, the Potters were still the wealthiest and most well known, most powerful family known to wizard-kind, and they were all purebloods. The family didn't have anything against muggles or muggle-borns, but it just so happened that they married into other pureblood families.

"That is why Sean Potter was so well known. Instead of marrying a pureblood, he married a Veela. Ancile was the most gorgeous Veela known to be on the planet, and so, when you add the best-looking Veela to the richest man in the Wizarding World, you get a huge media coverage.

"Sean and Ancile had twins, and the children grew up to look almost identical to their parents. Diana Ancile Potter looked like her mother down to the last piece of silvery hair, and Polleo Sean Potter didn't have a trace of Veela in him, except for one thing.

"Polleo was Head Boy, but I suppose you guessed as much, and the Head Girl was his twin sister. Diana and Polleo were best friends, inseparable, and that meant that Polleo was in horrible condition when she died from a muggle plane crash the year after they finished school. Diana's other best friend, Maggie Smith, was in as bad of a condition at the funeral, and Polleo and Maggie spent time with each other after Diana's death. Polleo found himself liking her and they eventually got married.

"Now, Harry, this is where people you know of get involved.

"Polleo and Maggie had a son, and they named him James Polleo Potter. James went to Hogwarts and he was immediately popular. He was let onto the House Quidditch team as Chaser during his second year, he was easily the most talented boy in the school and he was also the richest. James had girls hanging off of his back starting in the sixth year, because it was over the summer after fifth that he matured – and learned the talent that had been given to the Potter males when Ancile married his grandfather. The talent was the Potter Grin.

"This Grin could charm girls extremely easily, and only one Grin could make it so that they were fawning over him. Teachers who were sent the Grin would do what James wanted without question. The Grin is powerful, Harry."

Harry, who had never heard so much as a sentence about the majority of his family, was in shock at how rich his family was, not to mention how handy the Grin could come in.

"Albus," he asked after a minute, "Are the Potters – or I should say am I – still the richest family in the Wizarding World?"

The Headmaster smiled.

"Yes, Harry. You are, and by quite a lot, I'd say. Quite a bit more then your previous family."

"How?"

"When Sirius died, he left you all of his possessions and money. Once you add that to the money from your parents, that is a large sum. Then, also, the Dursleys left all their money to you." When Harry furrowed his brow, Albus explained, "Oh, dear! I didn't tell you did I? No. Well it seems that after you fell unconscious, Dudley was ripping up the house, and a table fell across Vernon Dursley's throat, and as for Petunia, she died of a heart attack at the sight of waking to find a dead husband at her side. Dudley is, in fact, still alive, but your aunt and uncle left the money to you, and the possessions to him. When you add that together, it is about thrice the amount of money that the Malfoys have to their name, and they are very wealthy."

"Oh" was all that Harry could manage to say. All that time he had been worried about not having enough gold to keep him going through Hogwarts!

"Now," exclaimed Albus suddenly, "on to the other matters at hand!"