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A/N: Okay heres the second chapt thanks to: Faint hate & sailor xseleanea: Thanks, glad you liked it.

Ludricous: Thanks & I read some of your stories man your funny! so I've said in my reviews.

Hey more now I don't know why this happened, but the line that starts with "Hogwarts" wouldn't go under normally so i had to put two spaces so it looks like a new paragraph but it's not. Now that I'm done you can read on. Oh yeah please review again thanks!


"The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black"

Harry stared blankly out the window of the moving car. His brain wasn't working properly. He couldn't take this! It was to damn confusing. For his brain to take in at the moment and he was still in state of shock.
"When will I be able to come back to the muggle world?" he muttered to himself. To his dismay he got an answer.
"Not for a while, until till this all brushes over" replied Arthur. How loud had to said that? He thought. His head that was blank how leaped into action. His head swarming with questions.
"Are we going to Sirius's place?" he asked, they had to be going there, there was no where else unless he was going back to the burrow?
"Well no…" said Remus, an discouraged look on his face.
"Where then?" Harry asked without thinking, he now realized he said that with anger in his voice.

"Hogwarts…. Well you see since the accident" – Harry got angry. Why did they always refer to it as the accident! Why don't they just say "Since Sirius died"!
"Don't say that!" Harry yelled "It wasn't a "accident" that woman meant for Sirius to fall into the veil!" Harry was red in the face, from his sudden out burst. They had been getting worse over the summer, he nearly had no control over his emotions. Every one thought it was Voldemort, which party it was. But Harry knew that it was his hormones fault as well since he finally realized that he was in the so called "bad" part of puberty. There was a sudden silence then Remus started talking again:
"Okay then… After "Sirius's death" the next heir in the family inherited it… Which to the Orders dismay was Draco Malfoy" When Remus finished he expected more yelling, but there only came an eerie silence.

Harry's breathing stopped. Did he hear right? MALFOY! "That dip shit got my godfathers house!" he screamed inside his head. Harry thought for a minute, that had to be right threw… he remembered Sirius mentioning that the Black's only gave inheritance to males, so it was meant to go to Narcissa since Tonks name got burnt off the "The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black" cloth, but since she's female it had to go to Draco because Lucius is only related by marriage.
"Damn it!" Harry said out loud.
"That's it" said a surprised Arthur Wesley.

Harry turned away and pressed his forehead on the window.
"Could this night get any worse?" he asked himself, half expecting some kind of anvil to come threw the roof of the car and hit him in the head. Like in the cartoons when they use that phase. Thankfully nothing happened. Harry stared mindlessly out the window watching countless rain drops fall over the window.
"Funny I didn't notice it was raining" he thought. But then he was just letting his mind wonder when were. Which kept coming back to when he was with Ron and Hermione last. He still remembered the look of worry on Hermione's face and Ron pity in his voice. They wrote a lot during the summer checking up on him. They wrote maybe once every three days. Hermione was with Ron at the burrow. Ron said he couldn't have Harry over because Dumbledore thought it wise it keep him in the muggle world since it was less likely for Voldemort to attack there. "How wrong was he!" Harry thought as a small grin went across his face. His headmaster was wrong for the first time. Harry slowly slipped into uneasy sleep, but it was sleep. He was woken easily by the sudden jerk the car gave he opened his eyes to see the train station he came to every September and to see two figures that belonged to Ron and Hermione soaked in rain.