A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters you might recognize.

Chapter 5: Sirius's Last Will and Testament

The house started to clear out about an hour after Harry had gone to his room. When almost everyone was gone Professor Dumbledore came to speak with him. "Harry, I am truly sorry that your family has sent you from their house. I did not think that they would have a problem with your living there."

"It's alright, Professor. They have never accepted me and if I had been there much longer something was bound to happen. I am just glad that I could get out before the Ministry could have any more reason to expel me. By the way, is there some way that you can clear those owls I got?"

"Ah, I was wondering when you would remember them. They have already been taken care of. We wouldn't want the Ministry to be after you for self-defence. They seem to find too much wrong with you and not remember that you are to save their lives sometime in the future. If only they would look at what you have already done and stop to think of what you will do," he said with a sigh.

Harry just nodded his head and stared at the floor. After a brief pause, "You really do believe that I will beat Voldemort, don't you? That I won't fail and leave the world in darkness?"

Dumbledore replied, "Yes, Harry, I do think you will succeed and I am willing to put my life and knowledge at your disposal in this dour quest. Now that we know that you have my complete faith, will you join the rest of us downstairs?" He watched as Harry stood and extended a hand. He took the hand and shook it. Harry turned to the door with a renewed sparkle in his eye and led the way downstairs.

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Sirius's PoV

I watched as Vernon sent Petunia into the kitchen to make some tea for the family. The only reason he kept Harry around this long was his usefulness in chores. When Vernon was alone I sat on the couch beside him. "Vernon," I whispered in his ear. When the man jumped I almost laughed out loud. "That was a very bad thing you did earlier. You should apologize."

Vernon seemed to think this over. He looked around as if trying to see me. When he didn't see anything he stiffened and walked into the bathroom, probably to splash his face with cold water. I walked into the kitchen to see Petunia reaching for some tea cups in a cupboard above the sink. "Petunia, how come you did not stop your husband last night when he sent your nephew from this house. You know you are the only reason he has lived this long…" There was a loud sound as she dropped the cups in her hand.

She bent down to pick them up when Vernon came running in.

"What in the blazes did you do?" he hollered.

"Nothing, Dear. I just dropped some cups on accident. They will be cleaned in a minute."

Vernon started mumbling and stormed back out into the den.

These people have yet to figure it out. I wonder what they think they are hearing. I walked through the kitchen door and up the stairs to find that great lump, Dudley. He snoring was terribly loud. I ran my fingers across his arm. He turned his back to me so I blew on his neck. He swatted where my breath had ruffled his hair.

"Mummy, what's for breakfast?"

"How about some candy, Dudley? Remember that candy those people left? Your tongue got pretty big after you ate that." I used a voice as close to Petunia's as I could get and was almost rolling with laughter that I couldn't let him hear.

It took a little while but it finally penetrated his brain that I was talking about the Weasley's Ton Tongue Toffee. He jumped from his bed and ran out of the room without pausing to see if anyone was in the room with him.

Downstairs the Dursleys sat at the kitchen table without talking.

Each must think that they are the only one hearing me. With Vernon's hate of abnormal things this is not something they would bring up easily at the table.

I hardened my hand and picked up the marker to the dry-erase board on the fridge. I wrote 'Harry' all over the board and didn't stop until there was nowhere else to write it. Everyone started screaming and running around, which I am sure was quite difficult for that great lump of a boy, Dudley, with all his great bulk swinging every which way. I decided to bide my time until my next attack on the family that threw out my godson.

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In the kitchen of 12 Grimmauld Place, Dumbledore sat at the table with Harry on his left. He told Remus to sit also

"On Friday July 13 we will be going to the Ministry of Magic Headquarters to hear Sirius's will. He left a record of this in a locker that can only be opened by one of the three of us touching the door. Lily and James were also listed but Sirius remodeled it so that everything that would go to them would be given to Harry. You must be present at 9:30 a.m. in three days time. I will see you then." He stood and walked out the door to apparate to Hogsmeade.

Neither Harry nor Remus could think of anything to say to each other so they went to their bedrooms to think.

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The three days went quickly with hardly any visitors and the Weasley's arrival looming nearer. At 9:15 Remus grabbed Harry's shoulder and apparated to the guest entrance of the Ministry of Magic. "I guess this is it," Harry said.

"Yeah," was all Remus would answer. In the booth they received visitor's tags and were lowered to the main hall where they waited for Dumbledore to arrive.

They sat down on a bench and were looking around when Dumbledore walked up to them. "I suppose you are ready? Good. We will begin a little earlier than planned. Follow me to his locker."

They walked down so many corridors that Harry lost track of how far they had gone. Finally, they reached a room that had lockers of all shapes and sizes around the walls and in stacks in the middle of the floor. Dumbledore led them to one of the lockers on the wall that looked like one you would find in a train station.

"Harry, since you are the closest to related we have, just turn the handle and open the door." he said.

When Harry touched the door his hand started tingling and he heard a click and knew the door had unlocked. Inside was an orb that looked like a crystal ball filled with navy blue and black smoke. As he pulled it out it started glowing. Dumbledore cast quick but powerful locking and silencing charms on the door to make sure they would not be interrupted.

The smoked swirled faster and faster until it was just a blur. An image was projected about the ball and became clearer as the smoke moved. It was an image of Sirius just before the battle at the Department of Mysteries.

"This is the last will and testament of one Sirius Black. Since I am the last remaining Black, the family fortune has been passed on to me. As I am no longer alive and do not have an heir I am dividing my belongings among Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, and Harry Potter. Albus is to receive one-third of the money in my vault and 12 Grimmauld Place. Remus is entitled to one-third of the vault and half of my remaining family homes. Harry Potter is to receive everything else. I also ask that Remus take Harry as his godson, and that Harry accept Remus as his legal guardian. I wish you all long and fruitful lives and more peace than I had. Thank you." Sirius's image disappeared after it finished talking and the smoke inside the ball stopped moving and became translucent.

"Well now." Dumbledore said somberly. "I should be going," and walked out the door.

"He really is gone then, isn't he?" Harry asked. "He isn't going to come home one day and tell us it was all just a big joke, that he was just transported somewhere faraway and tell us a fantastic tale of how he barely made it past a pack of Hungarian Horntails? Or that he was…." he trailed off into silence.

"C'mon, Harry. We should leave now." Remus picked up the ball and put it back in its locker. Harry stood slowly and started for the door. He looked back once at Remus and then went out into the hall to make his way back through the building to the exit.

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Remus's PoV

I apparated Harry back to Grimmauld Place after we went to a muggle restaurant not far from the Ministry building. Inside Harry went up to his room and I sat at the table staring aimlessly at a spot in the carpet.

"Hello? Is anyone there? Hello?" a sound floated around the room. I jumped at the familiar voice. Looking into the fireplace I saw the unexpected face of Mrs. Weasely.

"Molly! Hello!" I surprised myself with such a calm tone. "How's everything going over there?"

"Everything is just fine. Almost packed. Ron should be ready in a day or two. Are you sure they can stay with you for a while?"

"Yes, Molly. I think that it will be a good thing for Harry to have some people his own age around."

"Alright. I was just making sure before the flooed over. –No. Not that one. I'm sorry, Remus. I need to go take care of a few things." And her head disappeared from the fire.

I immediately got a paper and quill and began writing a letter to Hermione. Maybe she would also like to stay for a while to help cheer Harry.

When I finished I coaxed Hedwig into taking the letter to her. I watched as she flew away, and when she was just a speck in the sky I turned from the window to make some tea.

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Harry's PoV

I lay down on my bed to relive some of my best memories with Sirius. Now that I knew he was really gone, I thought I should do this.

Harry. There are many mice here to eat. Mikkhail hissed.

Yes, but you should still watch for the ones that can hurt you. Er….have you ever lost someone close to you? I hoped he might be able to help me understand this better.

My mother. She was a great boa to know. People caught her when they found me, and when she attacked them in order to try and free me they killed her. I couldn't even run away after that.

I thought it over for a little while. That seemed very terrible indeed, but Mikkhail appeared to have eventually gotten over it. Thanks. I stood up, grabbed Mikkhail, and advanced downstairs. Maybe Remus would have something to eat in the kitchen.

In the kitchen I found Remus just sitting down a the table with a steaming mug of tea. There was another cup on the counter and when he saw me he pointed to the cup and said, "For you. I was going to bring it up after it cooled a little"

I picked up the cup and sat across the table from Remus. The lines around his eyes belied the worry he must have felt when I went upstairs without a word.

"Thanks." was all I could say. I sipped my tea and pondered what to do with my time afterwards. I could go study some for the test that were going to be given in the first of every course. I didn't feel like doing that though so maybe I would just stare at the ceiling in my room some more. That was what I would do. I finished my tea and went back upstairs. Mikkhail had slithered off to hunt some mice in the drawing room so I there was no need to carry him back upstairs so soon.

To everyone who reads this chapter, I am really sorry if it wasn't that great but I ran out of ideas and this is the first time I have worked on it in months.