Harry Potter and the Immortal Bonding

Summary: During the summer after his fifth year, Harry Potter must deal with the death of his godfather, the prophecy that Dumbledore revealed to him, and his own feelings for three female classmates. Elsewhere, other Hogwarts students are also dealing with their own feelings. Meanwhile, a new prophecy is made that will alter Harry's destiny and unleash the "power the Dark Lord knows not."

Author's Note: Okay, Ron is going to say and think some things in these chapters (and throughout the rest of the story) that are highly objectionable to some people. I wish to clearly state that the implied views on certain lifestyles that Ron expresses ARE NOT MY PERSONAL VIEWS. They are the views of a mind of someone who is so full of jealousy, envy, and anger that he is slowly making the descent into darkness. So don't start flaming me and calling me names.

Also, I know the way Hermione, Ginny, and Harry get together is probably lame, but what do you expect? I'm a guy. I don't do romance very well.

Chapter 3: What Dreams May Come

After his discussion with Dumbledore, Harry went gone upstairs to think, his mind whirling with thoughts. Deep down he had been expecting news on Sirius's will, but it still evoked feelings of sadness. Conversely, the news that he and his friends would be able to go back to Hogwarts for additional training filled him with a sense of happiness. The events of last year aside, Harry had always been happiest at Hogwarts, with his friends. Initially this circle had only included Ron and Hermione, but had since been expanded. Last year Ginny had become a close friend and Luna and Neville had also become close to him.

At the beginning of summer Harry had briefly considered trying to push his friends away from him, for their own safety. He quickly realized, however, that even if they had never been friends to begin with, they would all still be a target. Hermione was a muggle-born, Ron and Ginny came from a family that was staunchly anti-Voldemort, Neville's parents had defied Voldemort three times (not to mention the fact that the prophecy could have just as easily been about him) and Luna's dad, like the Weasleys, was an outspoken opponent of Voldemort. Instead he resolved to try to help them prepare as much as possible. He was glad that Dumbledore suggested training them as well, and also glad that Dumbledore had suggested telling them the prophecy. Harry had intended to do so anyway, but knowing that the Headmaster was okay with the idea made him feel better.

When Harry returned to the party an hour later, he was surprised to find that the mood in the room wasn't as happy as it had been before he left. He looked around and couldn't find Ron. For that matter, Mrs. Weasley also seemed to be missing. Arthur was standing off to one corner talking with Dumbledore and Remus; all three looking disturbed.

He spotted Hermione sitting over by the fireplace, Ginny sitting next to her. It appeared that Hermione was upset about something and that Ginny was comforting her. He walked over to where Hermione and Ginny were and sat down. It struck him as slightly odd that Ron wasn't with her; especially considering that he was supposed to ask her out earlier that day.

I wonder what happened. He thought.

"Is something wrong, Hermione?" He asked. His voice seemed to startle her.

"Harry! Don't sneak up on me like that." She said.

"Hermione, are you all right? You were spaced out." He said.

"Oh, Harry, I think I've made a mess of something." She said, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Harry's heart nearly shattered at the sight of her crying.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Ron asked me to be his girlfriend this morning." Hermione said softly, keeping her eyes lowered to the ground. Then she looked up. "I always knew that he liked me. But I never believed he have the guts to come out and say it." Harry felt his heart twinge slightly more. Almost fearing the answer, he asked his question.

"Did…did you say yes?" he asked. Hermione couldn't answer verbally. Instead she just shook her head. Harry turned to Ginny.

"What happened?" he asked, his eyes betraying the concern for his friend. Ginny glanced at him.

I wish he'd have that look for me. She thought. Then, pushing her thoughts of jealousy aside for her friend, she answered. "She turned him down. He was upset; but he seemed to be handling it ok. They even agreed to stay friends. But then…after you left to speak with Dumbledore, Ron got upset about something; I don't know what and blew up at her. He called her some inappropriate things." Ginny said.

"What did he say?" Harry asked. As much as he feared Hermione saying yes to Ron, he had been terrified that she would say no. He knew Ron too well; he tended to let his emotions control and often spoke without thinking.

"He called her a…a…" Ginny began, but couldn't finish. For some reason, Harry's mind immediately jumped to the worst insult he'd ever heard anyone call Hermione.

Ron would never call her that. Would he? Harry thought, dreading the answer.

"Mudblood." Hermione finished. "Then when Ginny stuck up for me, he called her a whore." Harry felt like a freight train had just hit his stomach. The slight anger he had been feeling since Ginny had begun to tell the story now threatened to explode into uncontrollable rage. His normally bright green eyes seemed to dim slightly and he began to shake slightly.

"That PRAT!" he shouted, standing up. Suddenly all around him glasses shattered, sending shards onto the floor. "Where is he?" Throughout the room, those watching the scene felt a wave of apprehension pass through them. Only Dumbledore had ever truly seen Harry angry. Ginny and Hermione both glance at each other, and then at Harry.

"Mom overheard what he said and dragged him back home." Ginny said. She saw several flashes of something in Harry's eyes, but couldn't process them.

"I am going to kill him." Harry said through clenched teeth.

"Harry don't. He was just upset-" Hermione began.

"I don't care! He had no right to say that about you or Ginny. I'm sick of his outbursts and flying off the handle because something didn't go his way! I can't believe he said those things about the two of you!" Harry fumed. Harry turned and began to walk away, intent on asking Arthur for a port key to the Burrow. Ginny and Hermione glanced at each other. They had never seen Harry so angry; something inside Ginny told her that she needed to stop Harry or else it wouldn't bode well for Ron's physical safety. Ginny reached out a hand and grabbed him by the arm, stopping him.

"Harry please, don't do anything rash. Just let it go for now. You can take it up with him later. Let's just enjoy ourselves and try and forget about him." She said. Harry glanced at her, then at Hermione. Both were giving him pleading looks. Despite his desire to go and hex his best friend…no, he was now an ex-best friend, given what he had said, Harry couldn't turn down the pleading looks he was getting from the girls. Taking a deep breath, he willed his anger under control.

"Okay." Harry said. "But it isn't over. Him and I are going to have a little talk the next time I see him."

Across the room, Dumbledore watched the exchange with curiosity. He had returned earlier then Harry, in time to see the exchange between Hermione, Ginny and Ron. To say he had been shocked by Ron's anger and use of words was an understatement. He knew the youngest of the Weasley boys had a temper and could be petty at times, but he had always believed that in the end, the boy's friendship with Harry and Hermione would allow him to mature.

He always knew that Ron harbored jealousy at Harry's fame and wealth. However, during the exchange, Ron's negative emotions were so strong that he had unintentionally gotten a glimpse at the thoughts that were going through his mind. Dumbledore was stunned at the level of anger and jealousy that the boy contained at his friends fame and wealth. But even that paled comparison to the hatred that he sensed from the boy now, and the reason for it.

How could I have missed it? Dumbledore thought. Somehow, despite his seemingly uncanny ability to know everything that went on around him, he had missed it. Even after the new prophecy several days earlier he had been blind. But now it was abundantly clear what was happening. Ron wanted Hermione, but her heart was already with Harry. Thinking back over the events of the last five years, Dumbledore now began to remember the clues. But that was not the only revelation. Watching the interaction between Harry, Hermione and Ginny, he was suddenly struck by the words of the new prophecy.

Hermione and Ginny. He thought. That had to be the answer to the prophecy. Looking at the three again, he watched as they began to cheer and rejoined the party. All three were sneaking shy looks at the others. All at once, more little details from the last four years found themselves in Dumbledore's mind, alleviating any doubt he might have.

Then another realization hit him. If Harry, Ginny, and Hermione were the three the prophecy spoke of…

I'm afraid their friendship with young Ronald may be doomed.

Back at the Burrow, Ron sat in his room fuming. His mother had dragged him in there, screaming at the top of her lungs at him several minutes earlier.

Just great. Even my own damn mother cares more about Hermione than she does me. He thought bitterly. He had been devastated when Hermione had turned him down earlier that day. She had asked to stay friends and Ron had agreed, thinking that perhaps he could persuade her somewhere down the line that they were really meant to be together. The he showed up.

Ron had always been afraid that Harry would one day announce feelings for Hermione. But up until today, he'd seen absolutely no indication that his friend cared for her in any way than a sister. Indeed, he had spent much of the last three years pinning away for Cho Chang.

But when Harry had reached Grimwauld Place, Ron had seen Hermione's reaction to him and it became clear: Hermione was in love with Harry. Even that wouldn't have upset him as much as it had were it not for the fact that this time, Ron caught something in Harry's eyes as well.

Why does he have to get it all? Ron thought bitterly. Harry had more money than he knew what to do with and would probably inherit more through Sirius's will while Ron had none. Harry was famous and had people recognize him wherever he went. I'm just a nobody. Even Ron's one true moment of glory, winning the Quidditch Cup last year had been marred by the fact that Harry had been banned from the team. If it wasn't for that, Harry would have gotten the glory.

As if all this wasn't enough, Ron also saw how Harry looked at his sister. As if Hermione wasn't enough, he's got to ogle my sister too. Ron had stewed for nearly a half hour after Harry's arrival. Finally he decided to confront Hermione, which led to an angry discussion. Finally, in a moment of clarity, Ron realized that she wasn't worth it. After all, she was nothing but a Mudblood. And he had said so.

Then Ginny jumped up and started berating him. His own sister had turned against him. And he saw the look that Ginny gave Hermione. It was not unlike the look that Harry had given Hermione, Hermione had given Harry, and Harry had given Ginny. Disgust welled up inside him and he lashed out at her, calling her a whore.

He had tried to make his mother see that he was justified in the things he said, but of course she was too enamored with both Hermione and Harry to care. And her response to what he told her he saw in Ginny was even more surprising.

"So what Ron? She's still my daughter and your sister. There is absolutely nothing wrong with her, if she does indeed have those feelings. Just as long as she finds happiness."

To say that her response had shocked Ron was an understatement. His mother had always struck him as a very straight-laced person. To think that she could be okay with the…abomination that he had seen in Ginny's eyes was unthinkable.

That's because Harry and Hermione have poisoned her against me. He thought bitterly. Anger continued to boil up within him. Well, I'm going to show them.

Hermione Granger sighed as she lay in bed, thinking about the events of the day. She was still hurting over Ron's attitude towards her at the party. She simply couldn't believe that he would say the things he did. And then there was his attack on Ginny. Hermione knew it had hurt her very much, but she put up a valiant front and comforted her instead of going to pieces. Hermione had almost confessed her feelings to her as Ginny had held her.

Then Harry came along. Hermione had been terrified that once Harry found out she turned Ron down that he wouldn't speak to her again; after all, Ron was Harry's best friend. Then she had witnessed his reaction to what Ron had said. She saw the anger that flashed through his eyes, along with something else. Something she had never seen or perhaps was afraid to see.

As Harry stood there, she thought she saw love in his eyes. Not the best friend love or sisterly love that she expected. But real love. For her. And Ginny.

Don't be ridiculous. She chided herself silently. You're so desperate for it to be true you're reading into things. There's no way that Harry loves you romantically. A few moments later, Hermione drifted off to sleep.

Begin Dream Sequence…

Harry was standing in his bedroom, thinking about the events that had occurred earlier in the evening. He was still seething with anger a Ron for what he had said and done to the girls.

"Harry, can I talk to you?" Hermione asked, quietly. Harry turned around, startled, his wand in his hand and pointing at the doorway. Hermione was standing in his doorway, her nightgown gently clinging to her body. Harry felt his mouth go dry. God she was so beautiful.

"S…Sure." He said, lowering his wand. She walked in and sat down on the bed. "What did you want to talk about?"

"I need to talk to you about what happened earlier." She said, and then took a deep breath, letting it go. "I wanted to tell you why I turned Ron down."

"Hermione, you don't have to…" Harry began. Hermione cut him off by placing a finger on his mouth.

"Harry, just listen to me. I want to tell you." She said. "I turned him down because I'm in love with someone else." Harry felt his heart break for the third time in two days.

"Who?" he asked quietly. Hermione glanced down at her feet, avoiding his eyes, trying to gather her courage.

"That's just it." Hermione said after a few moments. "It's…complicated. There's actually two people I have feelings for. And I want to be with both of them. But there's no way I can." She hesitated slightly, and then looked up into his eyes. "One of them is Ginny."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. Of all the names that Harry had expected to here, Ginny's was not one of them. He sat quietly for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts.

"Does she know?" he asked finally. Hermione shook her head.

"No. Neither of them do." She replied. Harry picked up on her words.

"Who…Whose the other?" he asked, afraid of what the answer would be. Hermione smiled at him.

"You." She said, and then pulled him into a kiss.

Harry's world exploded in pure ecstasy as he and Hermione kissed, his mind reeling from the revelation. One half of his fantasy had come true. Hermione loved him.

Hermione was in complete bliss as she and Harry sat there, holding each other and kissing. It was not the first time she had had this dream, but it was certainly the most intense and realistic dream kiss yet. After a few minutes, the pulled apart.

"Hermione, I love you." Harry said to her, causing her heart to swell. Then he looked away for a moment, and then returned his gaze. "But I need to be honest with you; I'm also in love with a second person."

Hermione felt fear rise in her. She hadn't expected him to make a confession similar to her own. Her mind was telling her that Harry's other love was Cho and the thought sickened her. She absolutely hated her and did not want to share him with her.

"Who?" she asked finally.

"Ginny." He said. Both Harry and Hermione were startled by a small gasp and turned towards the door to see Ginny standing there.

Ginny couldn't believe what she was seeing and hearing. She had heard Hermione get out of the other bed in the room they were sharing and had decided to follow her. It was unusual for the brown-haired girl to get up in the middle of the night. When Hermione went into Harry's room, she stayed out in the hall, close enough to the door to hear what was going on.

She had been completely surprised by Hermione's confession. Part of her dreams had apparently come true. Hermione loved her. But she also loved Harry. This wouldn't exactly be a problem, for Ginny also loved Harry as she did Hermione. She was reasonably sure that Harry loved Hermione; even a blind person could see it from the way he reacted earlier. But there was no way Harry could love her also. After all, she was just Ron's sister. And after what Ron had done earlier, Ginny feared that Harry might not want to have anything to do with any of the Weasleys.

Then Ginny had watched and listened as Harry then confessed his love for Hermione. Tears of happiness and sorrow threatened to fall. Happiness because her best friend was going to be happy. Sorrow because she knew there was no way that Harry loved her. Then he made the proclamation that he was also in love with someone else. The sadness grew; she was sure that the other person was Cho. She heard Hermione ask him who it was. The answer was not what she expected.

"Ginny." Harry said. Ginny let out a loud gasp. Hermione and Harry turned towards her, surprise in their eyes.

"How…How long have you been standing there?" Hermione finally asked after a moment.

"Since you walked in." Ginny answered. "Is…Is it true?"

"Yes." Harry and Hermione answered at the same time.

"Look, Ginny I know this isn't…" Harry began but was cut off as Ginny ran into the room and grabbed him, pulling him into a passionate kiss. A moment later she broke the kiss.

"I love you too." She said. Then she turned to Hermione. "And I love you." She then pulled Hermione into a kiss. When they broke apart, Harry put his arms around both of them.

End Dream sequence…

Harry awoke with a start, his mouth dry and sweating. He had had another dream about Hermione and Ginny. But this one was different; the dream had started out with Hermione discussing the events of earlier. And it felt so real. Then a completely impossible, unbelievable thought came to him.

It hadn't been a normal dream. Somehow, someway, the three of them had shared the same dream.

A soft knock on his door drew his attention. Standing in the hall, dressed only in their nightgowns, both looking equally confused and excited, were Hermione and Ginny.

"Harry, we need to talk." Hermione said. Later, Harry would be amazed at how easily he had accepted that statement, no nervousness or panic enveloping him as it did when he had had a crush on Cho.

"This is about the dream." Harry said matter-of-factly. Ginny and Hermione nodded.

"You had it to?" Ginny asked.

"Yes." Harry said. "I've been having similar dreams for the last few months."

"So…so its true?" Hermione asked both of them, hope filling her eyes. Harry stood and walked over.

"Yes Hermione. I love you." He said, turning to Ginny. "Both of you."

"And I love both of you too." Ginny said, tears of happiness forming in her eyes. Nor was she the only one. Hermione and Harry both had tears in their eyes; not tears of pain or sorrow, but of joy. All three teens were grinning like mad. For each of them, their dreams had come true. And each finally felt as content as they had ever felt. As one, the trio embraced each other. After a moment they pulled apart.

"This is going to be interesting." Harry said.

Chapter 4: The Will

The next morning, Harry awoke with a prickle feeling in both his arms. He tried to move them, only to find that he couldn't. He also felt something against both his sides. He struggled to open his weary eyes and found Hermione laying on his right, snuggled up to him. Laying on his left was Ginny, also snuggled into his side. Each had an arm lying across his stomach and was holding hands. The result was that he was in a very nice hug of two beautiful witches.

Harry smiled, feeling truly content for the first time in his life. After they had discovered each other's feelings through the strange, shared dream, the three of them had spent several hours talking, kissing, and snuggling. While they were ecstatic at the new relationship, the reality of the situation could not be ignored. All three agreed that they needed to be careful. None was sure how the rest of the family and friends would react to this new development. They had decided to inform Dumbledore first; he after all was going to be moving them to Hogwarts in a week to begin training. And Harry had no illusion that they'd be able to keep this secret from him.

Ron would also be a problem. Given how he acted yesterday, there was no way that this development was going to go over well. Harry felt slightly sad. He had a strange feeling that his friendship with Ron was about to end. But Harry could no more deny his feelings for Hermione and Ginny then he could the existence of magic. Still, he was concerned about his friend. He had never expected to hear that Ron said the things he did and the fact that he did troubled him greatly. So deep into his thoughts was Harry that he didn't hear the sound of footsteps coming to his room.

"Harry! Time to get u-" Remus's voice shouted as he walked into the room, stopping dead at the sight that greeted him. "What the hell!" Ginny and Hermione started at the voice. All three looked to their former Defense professor with fear. "Harry, is there something I should know about?"

"Well, er…" Harry began. "You see, last night…"

"We discovered that we were all in love with each other." Ginny stated. Hermione and Harry looked at her with awe at the calmness she displayed in her voice. Feeling a new sense of calm and courage, Harry and Hermione nodded in agreement.

"All three of –" Remus began, and then stopped. He closed the door and cast a silencing charm. "What exactly do you mean?"

"I'm in love with Harry and Hermione." Ginny said. Harry found his voice.

"I'm in love with Ginny and Hermione." He said.

"And I'm in love with Ginny and Harry." Hermione said finally.

Remus was flabbergasted. Dumbledore had told him of the new prophecy last night, asking him how they should approach Harry. He had even told him his suspicions as to the identity of the "immortal beloved." But Remus had not really believed it. And he certainly was not prepared for this.

"Are you sure? I mean teenagers usually mistake other feelings for…" Remus said, his face coloring slightly as he talked. Of all the Marauders he was the most uptight one. He didn't get to finish his sentence however, as he was interrupted by Harry.

"No Remus." Harry said fiercely. "This isn't us mistaking lust for something else. It's love. I feel complete when I'm around Ginny and Hermione. In a way I've never felt with anyone before."

"As do I." Ginny said.

"Me too." Hermione said.

"Is this why Ron was so upset yesterday?" Remus asked.

"No." Harry said. "We only figured this out last night."

"He was mad because I turned him down. He asked me to be his girlfriend." Hermione replied. Ginny looked thoughtful for a minute.

"Well, if he was upset about that, he's probably going to be even madder over this." Remus said. A look of horror crossed his face. "Oh, no. You're mom! What's she going to say?"

"I think she knows." Ginny said. At this Harry and Hermione's head snapped back to Ginny. "I mean, I never told her, but she's always been pretty perceptive."

"Great." Harry said. "What are we going to do?"

"First thing's first, Hermione and Ginny need to get back to their own rooms and get ready. We have a reading to go to in a little while. Afterwards, we'll go to Hogwarts and talk to Dumbledore." Remus said.

Fifteen minutes later Harry exited his room, now fully dressed. He was wearing blue jeans, a black shirt and a new pair of cross trainers. At the same time, Hermione and Ginny both came out of their rooms. Each was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans. Hermione had on a light blue top, and Ginny wore a green top. Harry's breath caught for a moment when he saw them; their clothing highlighted their beauty.

"You both look absolutely beautiful." He said, walking over to them and pulling them into a hug. Hermione and Ginny blushed.

"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself." Ginny said when they ended the hug. Harry grinned. Thanks to his job, he had been able to go out and buy some decent clothes and was no longer stuck wearing Dudley's hand me downs. "Don't you agree, Hermione?" Hermione grinned slyly.

"Absolutely. Almost good enough to eat." Hermione said as Harry blushed. "Ready to go down?" Harry nodded. Hermione and Ginny proceeded to walk down the stairs with Harry behind them. When they reached the first floor they turned and made their way to the kitchen. Inside they found Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks, and Arthur already waiting for them. Breakfast was spread out on the table.

"Are you sure you're ready for this, Harry?" Arthur asked as they sat down, referring to the upcoming reading of Sirius's will. Harry nodded.

"Yes." Harry said. "It's going to be hard, but its something I'll have to do eventually."

"Where's Ron?" Tonks asked, noticing that the other part of the Golden Trio' was missing. She had left the party before the incident.

"He's at home." Arthur answered, a small frown on his face. "He's feeling a bit under the weather." Harry, Hermione and Ginny exchanged glances, and then looked at Arthur. It was plain from his face the real reason Ron wasn't there.

I really wish Ron wouldn't be such an ass. Harry thought. And its only going to get worse when he finds out about what happened last night. As if reading his thoughts, Ginny and Hermione each squeezed his knees reassuringly.

The rest of breakfast passed in relative silence, with the trio exchanging sly glances with each other. The others noticed this but except for Remus and Dumbledore, no one had any idea what it was about. After they finished eating and the kitchen was cleaned up, Dumbledore stood up and pulled a large, deflated muggle ball, called a beach ball, out of his robes. Harry guessed it was a port key.

"If everyone would be so kind as to gather around and touch the port key, its almost time for us to leave." He instructed. The others gathered around and grabbed it with one hand. After a few seconds, all experienced the familiar tug at their navels and disappeared.

A few seconds after grabbing the port key, the party arrived in Diagon Alley, just outside of Gringotts. Harry looked to Dumbledore in confusion.

"Gringotts handled Mr. Black's Will and Estate." Dumbledore said. Then, to Harry's unanswered question, "Yes, they knew of his innocence. Thanks to a clause in the treaty that ended the last Goblin Rebellion, his will, so long as the goblins are in possession of it, is valid." Then he motioned for them all to follow him inside. When they entered the bank, they were greeted by two goblins.

"I am Grinwell, the overseer of the Black Estate." The first goblin said, introducing himself. "And this is Liphook, the head of security for Gringotts. If you'll follow us please." The goblins then turned and headed off down a corridor with Dumbledore and the others following. After walking for a few minutes, they approached a door labeled "Conference Room." Grimwell opened the door and motioned for them to go in and take a seat. He then closed the door and waved his hand. There was a flash of light and the door disappeared.

"Mr. Black chose to record his Will via a pensive projector." Grimwell said, reaching under the table to pull out what looked like a pensive, but slightly larger and more ornately decorated. Next to him, Harry heard Hermione gasp slightly. From her reaction, Harry surmised that this was something that was highly unusual. Grimwell waved his hand over the pensive and muttered something. A moment later a mist began rising from inside, taking the shape of a man. After another few seconds it became recognizable as Sirius. Harry gasped slightly and stiffened slightly at the sight of his dead Godfather. Seeing Harry's discomfort, Hermione and Ginny both squeezed his had reassuringly. After a moment, the image began to speak.

"Greetings everyone. If you're viewing this, I guess I finally went and did something stupid and died. Hopefully I was in my eighties when it happened, but given the state of affairs as of late, something tells me I wasn't. Harry, I know you all to well, and I know that you are probably blaming yourself for what happened. Stop it. Unless you cast the curse that killed me, than you are not at fault.

I'd like to thank Mr. Grimwell and Mr. Liphook for looking after my estate and my Will. At a time when most in the wizarding world thought me a traitor, they believed in my innocence. As the first official act of this Will, I hereby authorized the payment of five thousand galleons to Gringotts to cover the remaining portion of what I owe for this service. In addition, I leave the sum of five thousand galleons each to Mr. Grimwell and Mr. Liphook.

Now, on to other matters. As some of you may be aware, the Black family estate is one of the largest in England. You'll have to check with Mr. Grimwell for the exact accounting records; I was never very interested in matters like that. But I do know it sufficient in size for me to make the following bequests:

To Gryffindor House, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I leave the sum of ten thousand galleons to be used for the purchase of new Quidditch brooms to be used by the Gryffindor team. Any residual monies left over can be either saved for future use or to buy other equipment for the team.

To Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I leave the sum of fifty thousand galleons for the establishment of a scholarship fund for any student or potential student whose family may not have the means to either pay their tuition or buy adequate school supplies. I name the current Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, as overseer of this fund, with the provision that when he retires, stewardship of this fund will move on to the next Headmaster. The only other caveat to this is that the fund must be handed out fairly.

To the Order of the Phoenix I leave my ancestral home at Number 12 Grimmauld Place for use as Headquarters and safe house. I further leave the sum of fifty thousand galleons to be used in the fight against Voldemort.

To my favorite (and only one I'll admit publicly to) cousin, Nymphadora Tonks, I leave the sum of twenty thousand galleons.

To my best friend and fellow Marauder, Remus Lupin, I leave the sum of twenty thousand galleons, plus an additional ten thousand galleons to be used for the procurement of Wolfs bane potion. Remus, I'm sorry I won't be around any more. You and James were like brothers to me. And I better not see you anytime soon. Harry has a rough road ahead of him and he is going to need someone with your strength and kindness to help him. I ask that you help him in his journey.

To Arthur and Molly Weasley, I leave the sum of fifty thousand galleons. You have taken Harry into your home and family and shown him what it truly means to be loved. I find solace in the fact that although I wasn't around much to watch after him, you have been there for him. As I said to Remus, Harry has a rough road ahead of him and he is going to need all the guidance and support he can get. Please be there for him.

To each of the Weasley children, except Percy, who has shown himself to be a major git, I leave the sum of five thousand galleons. You have all treated Harry as a friend and a member of the family, and I thank you.

In addition, to Ginny Weasley I leave an additional five thousand galleons, as well as the contents of the box in my vault with her name on it. Do not lose heart, Ginny. Although I did not know you long, you have stuck by Harry even when others haven't. I also leave a piece of advice: Those you love most will not stay blind forever. Tell them how you feel, those feelings will be returned.

To Hermione Granger, I leave the sum of ten thousand galleons. Like Ginny, you have stood by Harry through everything and have proven a loyal friend. I offer the same advice to you as Ginny. Further, I leave all books currently stored in my vault.

Finally we come to my godson, Harry. I'm sorry I wasn't able be with you when you were younger and I'm sorry I won't be able to be by your side in your upcoming journey. Know this however, I will always be watching. I am, and your parents would have been, very proud of the man you are becoming.

To you I leave the remainder of the Black Estate. And I leave you something even more important. As your legal guardian, and under the Emancipation Act of 1678, I hereby grant you emancipation. This means that you are now considered an adult, Harry. Enjoy you're new freedom Harry, but don't let it go to your head.

I also leave you the advice I left Hermione and Ginny.

Finally, I end with a request to Albus Dumbledore. Albus, if you haven't already, tell Harry about the prophecy. He has a right to know. And I ask that you do what you can to help him prepare.

Thank you and Goodbye."

Harry sat stunned for a moment, his mind whirling. How did Sirius know? He thought. Obviously he was more perceptive than anyone had thought; after all he seemed to have picked up on things about Harry that Harry hadn't even picked up on at the time. Finally Harry turned to Dumbledore.

"Can he really do that?" he asked. Dumbledore nodded.

"Yes, Harry." He replied. "Sirius and I had discussed the possibility last year. Obviously I was unsure about it, given the fact that the blood protection on your home was meant for an underage wizard. However, I feel that Sirius has indeed made the right choice." Harry then turned to Grimwell.

"How much is left in the Estate?" he asked.

"Once all the other bequests are handled, the Estate will have a total cash value of four hundred thousand galleons. Also included are the deeds to three additional properties." Grimwell said. "But there is more. Since Mr. Black has emancipated you, the provision of your parent's will regarding the Potter Estate also come into effect."

"But I thought my vault-" Harry started. Grimwell held up a hand, interrupting him.

"That vault includes only a small portion of the Estate that was set aside for your schooling until you became of age." Grimwell said. "The remainder of the Estate has been held in a separate vault. With the interest it's collected, it is now worth about two hundred thousand galleons."

Twenty minutes later, after signing the necessary paperwork, the group exited the bank, Harry, Hermione and Ginny walking alongside each other.

"Come along Ginny." Arthur said, turning to his daughter. "You're mother is waiting at home for us." Ginny shot a worried glance at Harry, Hermione, and Remus. They really needed to talk to the Headmaster about the previous night's development and she really didn't want to leave Harry and Hermione. She opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off.

"Uh, Arthur." Remus said. "Actually I was about to take her, Harry, and Hermione to Hogwarts."

"Ah yes." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling. "I nearly forgot. I did ask to see the three of them there. I hope you don't mind, Arthur. I'll send Ginny home as soon as we're done." Arthur opened his mouth to speak when a loud explosion startled them all. Suddenly there were dozens of loud pops and about forty wizards wearing black cloaks and white masks appeared.

"Death eaters." Remus said, drawing his wand. Curses began flying everywhere as people ran for cover. All around them hexes were flying and the screams of those being hit rang trough the air. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny had their wands drawn a second later.

"Get down!" Arthur shouted as he dove for cover. Looking to his left, Harry saw an overturned cart from street vendor. He motioned to Hermione and Ginny. They ran for the cart, turning back several times to fire stunners. One of Harry's connected with a Death eater and sent him flying backwards, unconscious.

"Well this is a fun first date." Ginny said, grinning as she ducked to avoid a curse. A moment later she let loose one of her famous Bat-Bogey Hexes at a Death eater. Harry smiled and Hermione giggled slightly.

"If you think this is something, just wait until the first ball at Hogwarts." Harry said as he fired another stunner.

Elsewhere in the Alley, Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks and Arthur, along with a dozen or so bystanders were attacking the Death eaters with gusto. Harry watched as Dumbledore took out three with one spell and grinned. The Death eaters obviously hadn't expected him to be there. Then Harry heard something behind them that made his blood run cold.

"Well, if it isn't Potter." Lucius Malfoy spat. Harry, Hermione and Ginny whirled only to be hit with the disarming spell. They slammed into the overturned cart, their wants flying towards Malfoy and clanking to the ground.

Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, Harry stood. Malfoy was not alone. Two hulking Deatheaters were standing next to him, their wands leveled at Harry, Hermione and Ginny.

"I've waited a long time for this, Potter. Avada Kadvera!" A green light shot out of his wand and hurled towards Harry.

"NO!" Hermione and Ginny shouted, both jumping in front of Harry. The light struck the two, blasting them backwards, while the residual of the spell impacted on Harry. He fell backwards, everything around him sinking into darkness.