It is the summer after fifth year and Harry is totally depressed. Will anything (or anyone) show him that Dreams really do come true? Ron/Hermione later on.

Harry learns about the finality of Sirius's Estate, and something very startling happens to Ron and Hermonie.

Note. I do not own anything in this story... sigh... besides the plot that is... Jo is so lucky!

Chapter four. Startling Revelations

As Harry came bounding down the stairs, with Moony right behind, he did not notice the startled looks that he was getting from his rescuing party. Apparently they were not expecting this sort of reaction to Moony's little talk. Moody and Tonks both gave Lupin a searching look, but he only shook his head, clearly as bewildered as they were. It was as if someone had put a strong cheering charm on Harry.

When they were all in the kitchen, and the china repaired, Moody pulled something out from his pocket.

"We would not be wanting to lose this." He rasped out.

When Harry looked at it closer, he saw that it was what looked like a slimy bundle of papers.

"Portus." Moody muttered. "And yes, it is authorized. I believe that the Ministry is finally coming to it's senses. Everyone, grab hold. It activates in one minute."

After a moments silence, everyone did as told. With a sudden jerk by his navel, Harry found himself flying through the air and landing in a heap… only to be gathered up in a bone-breaking hug.

"Harry, dear. How nice to see you." Mrs. Weasley breathlessly greeted him while her arms were still rapped around him.

"I have got to go give those muggles of yours a good telling off. They have obviously not been feeding you well. Now I have this very nice dinner waiting for you if you will just come with me…" She trailed of as Lupin cleared his throat.

"I'm sure Harry would love to do that Molly, but first, Professor Dumbledore and myself have something to go over with him. I fear that it has something to do with Sirius. I really need to speak to Harry again.

Harry opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Something had just caught his eye. Apparently, not everyone had landed smoothly. For there on the ground, in the most awkward position were two people. Ron. And Hermonie. They were staring, shocked at each other, gaping at their very interesting predicament. It was Hermonie who came to her senses first.

"RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! YOU GET OFF ME THIS INSTANT!"

Flushing a much redder color than all the Weasleys hair put together, Ron scrambled to untangle his legs from hers, all the long muttering incoherent apologies.

Mione, I'm sorry.. I mean.. it was the portkey! I think I… I mean I let go sooner… sooner than I meant… I mean, really! Why didn't I fall the other way? I mean, Mione come on…

Hermonie just glared at him before storming off to her room.

Ron was still looking bewilderedly after her, when he noticed that it had become very quiet in the room. Gulping, he looked from Hermonie's retreating figure to Mrs. Weasley's furious face before trying to flee the room. But he did not get very far before another very similar outburst was directed his way.

"RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! YOU GET OVER HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"

This time it was an extremely angry Mrs. Weasley who was shouting at him. As he meekly complied, everyone else in the room quietly crept out of the room. No one wanted to be present while Mrs. Weasley gave anyone a piece of her mind.

When they were out of earshot, Harry, Lupin, and Tonks burst out laughing.

"Did you see the look on Ron's face after he saw where he had landed?" burst out Tonks with an unladylike chortle of laughter.

When Harry noticed that Lupin was laughing also, he gave a small laugh before turning to Moony.

"You had something to tell me?" He asked.

"Yes. Just come into this room..."

Harry looked around. He never knew that there could be so many rooms in the Burrow. They were in a small bedroom that did not seem to have been used in quite some time. With a start, Harry realized that it was probably Percy's room. He was wondering if Percy had rejoined the family yet when he noticed something else. Harry had just noticed a glimmer of something… It was like light sparkling on glass. Then he saw it again. It was behind a desk that Harry had not noticed before. The desk was on one side of the room, and seated behind it, looking down onto Harry over his half moon spectacles, was none other than the Hogwarts Headmaster. Albus Dumbledore.

There was a moment of silence, and then Dumbledore spoke.

"Hello Harry. Now, I have not much time so we will have to get through this a bit quicker than I would like. As Remus here should know, Sirius Black's name was cleared shortly after that unfortunate experience in the Department of Mysteries, in June. I had hoped that he would tell you that Harry, but I believe that he got side tracked by something else."

At that, Dumbledore gave a pointed look at Lupin, who had the good grace to look ashamed. At that point Harry was not understanding what was happening between Lupin and Professor Dumbledore.

Harry cleared his throat loudly. The two professors stopped their soundless communication.

"Ah, yes. Of course. Now with the clearing of Sirius's name, his final will has also been accepted as valid. Harry, he has left his house, number 12 Grimmauld Place and all of its contents to you. This does include Kreacher, Harry. And he has left the contents of the Black Family Vault to be divided between the two of you. I should say, there's quite a hefty amount of gold in that vault, and with the chest of family jewels. I believe that you two may find those to be quite useful."

At that, Lupin flushed. Apparently he had thought of a way that they could become useful.

And on a lighter note, Sirius has asked that you, Remus, become Harry's new Godfather. I believe that he thought that you two would need each other if he were to die. And Harry? May the Order continue to meet at Grimmauld Place? It is your home now.

"Of course Professor."

"Well, we will have to go pay it a little visit tomorrow. It seems that the door has sealed itself off to anyone but you. Now, I believe that I am going to go have a nice big piece of Molly's Shepard Pie. I hear it is quite delicious."

With that, the three of them headed back downstairs.