"I know what you mean. Honestly, it will be great to come back home. I never there as it is."
"Yeah. Why have you been staying here instead of going home?" he asked Severus.
"To watch you. After all I did like you even before...."
"Yeah, I remember Rem' saying that you did. But what shall I tell Ron and Hermione? And Dumbledore?"
"Say that you'll stay with Remus, or even better, don't tell them at all! Just let think that you're going home to the Dursleys."
"And you seriously think they'll let it go like that? You seriously don't know them! They won't leave me, or let me go –anywhere- without telling them where. They're like my baby sitters."
"I'm sure you'll manage to get away somehow," said Severus with a playful smile.
It was the first time Harry saw Severus's private bedroom. The room was painted in green and silver and a big black soft looking bed stood in the middle with black rich curtains. Everything in the room held a taste of expensive.
"Wow Sev! You gotta be rich!" he said in awe when he looked around.
"I am. And so are Remus. But he have to pretend that he is poor because if he doesn't the ministry will take a lot of his money," said Severus and looked with once quite angry.
"Why?" Harry asked confused by the whole thing.
Severus laughed bitterly and sat down on his bed. Harry crawled up and sat close to him.
"He have to pay to keep being a werewolf without getting killed. If they knew he had a fortune they would take the lot. For the time being he's only paying 3 galleons each month."
"Poor Rem!!" said Harry with feeling.
"But I tell you this Harry, your father was very rich. The lot you have in your vault is nothing at all. You own two million galleons Harry."
Harry stared at him with his mouth open.
"I... WHAT?" he gasped.
"Well... our families were rich. Then I got your money and a lot my self when James died. And further more when Sirius passed away. The truth is that me and Remus have our money together. We own more than I just said. I was only trying to prepare you. We own 50 million galleons. We have decided that a third is yours. Until we die, you got the third. Later on you'll get the lot. But I tell you this before you ask, you won't be able to remove any money without permission from me until you are 17."
"I don't know what to say! Doesn't the Ministry know that Remus got a vault?"
"It's written upon me. And the money is legally written in my name, but that's just so Remus can get away. We don't think it's right of the Ministry to make Remus pay for keeping himself alive, he haven't done anything wrong. Never killed anyone or anything. So we don't care if this solution is unlegual."
"I see. That's a very clever move. And I think that you're doing the right thing. It's just awfully done by the Ministry. I never knew that such a rule existed."
"It's quite new. It's that Umbridge bitch of course. That's why Remus hates her so bad."
"I agree. I hate her to!"
There was a pause between them when each thought about the Umbridge hag.
"Remus is going to take you shopping in Diagon Alley in our Autumn Holidays," Severus said after a while to lighten up the mood.
"What about you? Are you coming too?"
"I really shouldn't show myself with you in public."
"I understand. I can't believe I'm rich! Oh I'd like to give the Weasleys some money for taking care of me but they're to proud to accept it."
"Well Arthur is earning a lot more money these days I've heard."
"That's good but not enough. You should see how red Ron goes everytime I buy him something expensive for Christmas or as a birthday present."
"I've never thought of that."
"I have. You see, the Dursleys never gave me anything at all. And no money. And then I turned 11 and suddenly I had a lot of money, wizard money but yet. And I do know that I can exchange it to muggle money but I'm very careful with my money. I do not wish to live on others. I can't even imagine how bad I'd feel if I had to ask the Weasley for money to buy my schoolbooks. And if I did change the money to muggle, the Dursleys would probably take them anyway."
"I see what you're getting at. But you don't have to worry now. Just spend as much as you can and want. I'll cover for you. And the good thing with the wizarding world is that the prices of things never raises like it does in the muggle world, our money can never lost its value. So buy whatever you want, you're worth it you know."
"Thank you Severus. I love you, did you know?"
Severus smiled and laid his arm around his shoulders.
"No I didn't. I love you too. By the way, would you like something to eat? I got a kitchen here in my 'flat'."
"I guess we'll have to eat if we want our energy back. Can you cook?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"No. Not that good but you can manage to stuff it down."
"I'll cook then. I'm always doing it for the Dursleys."
"It must be horrible for you to stay there. I had no idea."
"Don't worry, it's Ok. Some cooking won't kill anyone," Harry assured him as he stood up and began to look for the kitchen.
"Are they threatening you?"
"No," Harry lied. He had a feeling that Severus would rush away and do something stupid to the muggles if he told him the truth.
"Remember to tell me as soon as possible if they try something?"
"Yes Sev. Now, what would you like to eat?" he asked the man when he found the kitchen.
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He, sorry that it took so long to update this. And now when I do, it's short like always.
I have two things to defend myself with for being such a lazy updater;
I didn't find my not book where I have this story written down.
I have been working on my other fictions and I have been having a lot of tests lately so I've been studying, and I have been working to earn some money.
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"Yeah. Why have you been staying here instead of going home?" he asked Severus.
"To watch you. After all I did like you even before...."
"Yeah, I remember Rem' saying that you did. But what shall I tell Ron and Hermione? And Dumbledore?"
"Say that you'll stay with Remus, or even better, don't tell them at all! Just let think that you're going home to the Dursleys."
"And you seriously think they'll let it go like that? You seriously don't know them! They won't leave me, or let me go –anywhere- without telling them where. They're like my baby sitters."
"I'm sure you'll manage to get away somehow," said Severus with a playful smile.
It was the first time Harry saw Severus's private bedroom. The room was painted in green and silver and a big black soft looking bed stood in the middle with black rich curtains. Everything in the room held a taste of expensive.
"Wow Sev! You gotta be rich!" he said in awe when he looked around.
"I am. And so are Remus. But he have to pretend that he is poor because if he doesn't the ministry will take a lot of his money," said Severus and looked with once quite angry.
"Why?" Harry asked confused by the whole thing.
Severus laughed bitterly and sat down on his bed. Harry crawled up and sat close to him.
"He have to pay to keep being a werewolf without getting killed. If they knew he had a fortune they would take the lot. For the time being he's only paying 3 galleons each month."
"Poor Rem!!" said Harry with feeling.
"But I tell you this Harry, your father was very rich. The lot you have in your vault is nothing at all. You own two million galleons Harry."
Harry stared at him with his mouth open.
"I... WHAT?" he gasped.
"Well... our families were rich. Then I got your money and a lot my self when James died. And further more when Sirius passed away. The truth is that me and Remus have our money together. We own more than I just said. I was only trying to prepare you. We own 50 million galleons. We have decided that a third is yours. Until we die, you got the third. Later on you'll get the lot. But I tell you this before you ask, you won't be able to remove any money without permission from me until you are 17."
"I don't know what to say! Doesn't the Ministry know that Remus got a vault?"
"It's written upon me. And the money is legally written in my name, but that's just so Remus can get away. We don't think it's right of the Ministry to make Remus pay for keeping himself alive, he haven't done anything wrong. Never killed anyone or anything. So we don't care if this solution is unlegual."
"I see. That's a very clever move. And I think that you're doing the right thing. It's just awfully done by the Ministry. I never knew that such a rule existed."
"It's quite new. It's that Umbridge bitch of course. That's why Remus hates her so bad."
"I agree. I hate her to!"
There was a pause between them when each thought about the Umbridge hag.
"Remus is going to take you shopping in Diagon Alley in our Autumn Holidays," Severus said after a while to lighten up the mood.
"What about you? Are you coming too?"
"I really shouldn't show myself with you in public."
"I understand. I can't believe I'm rich! Oh I'd like to give the Weasleys some money for taking care of me but they're to proud to accept it."
"Well Arthur is earning a lot more money these days I've heard."
"That's good but not enough. You should see how red Ron goes everytime I buy him something expensive for Christmas or as a birthday present."
"I've never thought of that."
"I have. You see, the Dursleys never gave me anything at all. And no money. And then I turned 11 and suddenly I had a lot of money, wizard money but yet. And I do know that I can exchange it to muggle money but I'm very careful with my money. I do not wish to live on others. I can't even imagine how bad I'd feel if I had to ask the Weasley for money to buy my schoolbooks. And if I did change the money to muggle, the Dursleys would probably take them anyway."
"I see what you're getting at. But you don't have to worry now. Just spend as much as you can and want. I'll cover for you. And the good thing with the wizarding world is that the prices of things never raises like it does in the muggle world, our money can never lost its value. So buy whatever you want, you're worth it you know."
"Thank you Severus. I love you, did you know?"
Severus smiled and laid his arm around his shoulders.
"No I didn't. I love you too. By the way, would you like something to eat? I got a kitchen here in my 'flat'."
"I guess we'll have to eat if we want our energy back. Can you cook?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"No. Not that good but you can manage to stuff it down."
"I'll cook then. I'm always doing it for the Dursleys."
"It must be horrible for you to stay there. I had no idea."
"Don't worry, it's Ok. Some cooking won't kill anyone," Harry assured him as he stood up and began to look for the kitchen.
"Are they threatening you?"
"No," Harry lied. He had a feeling that Severus would rush away and do something stupid to the muggles if he told him the truth.
"Remember to tell me as soon as possible if they try something?"
"Yes Sev. Now, what would you like to eat?" he asked the man when he found the kitchen.
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He, sorry that it took so long to update this. And now when I do, it's short like always.
I have two things to defend myself with for being such a lazy updater;
I didn't find my not book where I have this story written down.
I have been working on my other fictions and I have been having a lot of tests lately so I've been studying, and I have been working to earn some money.
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