I know! I'm soooo sorry! I've had one of the most hectic few months of my life, and have had massive writers block on top of that! I have been working on this scene for weeks on end. :glares at muse: Blame it on her. :affronted look: She keeps giving me ideas for scenes in the middle of this story, or for stories I haven't started yet…

Anyway, read, review, and I'll attempt to get the rest of this chapter out soon. :walks off:

It's all her fault::runs:

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Ginny and Harry were still laughing when they reached Gringotts. Ginny was finding it slightly funnier than Harry. "Did you see their faces? They were priceless!" Harry calmed himself to a smirk as they entered Gringotts.

The couple made their way to a counter. Harry pulled out his key and laid it down on the marble. "I'd like a statement of how much is in my vault, please, and I need some money converted into pounds."

The goblin nodded. "Yes, Mr. Potter, please follow me." He led the two through a set of heavy wooden double doors with gold inlay. Harry and Ginny followed him down a corridor and into a room at the end of the hall. "If you'll stay here, I'll get someone to help you." The goblin bowed his head at their nods and set off back down the corridor.

Ginny looked at the room they were in in amazement. "Harry, I love you, but if I had known you get this sort of treatment wherever you go, I would have swallowed my pride and kissed you years ago!" Harry had to agree that he would have kissed himself also. The walls of the room were a rich burgundy, with a cinnamon colored maple wood floor. The molding and the table in the room were made of the same wood. The ceiling appeared to be draped in hunter green and gold curtains. The enchanted window had curtains of hunter green shot through with gold thread. Ginny spun in place. "Bill told me years ago that they had a few rooms like this for big customers. Most rooms are plain, white-walled, and boring!"

In their amazement of the room, they hadn't noticed a second goblin enter. "Ah, yes. Bill Weasley. He is a very good employee. Wastes very little money. He was correct, of course, we only save rooms like this for very wealthy customers." Harry and Ginny jumped, fairly disgusted with themselves for not catching the goblin's entrance.

The goblin looked amused, however. "Calm yourselves. Shrivenclaw charmed the door when he saw you, Mr. Potter. It only allows goblins to enter at the moment." The pair sighed, relieved. "Please, sit down. We have much to discuss."

As they settled in their seats, Harry noticed that the goblin looked familiar. He decided to get straight to the reason why they were there. "I need 100,000 galleons converted into British Pounds, please. I'd also like account statements telling me my balance and other pertinent information."

The goblin nodded. "I'll get started on that as soon as we're done here. The other order of business is your inheritance."

Harry was shocked. "My… my inheritance? I already received my inheritance… My money's all in my vault."

The goblin nodded. "Mr. Potter, that vault is simply your trust fund. It was only supposed to last you throughout your schooling! After you are of age, the remaining gold is absorbed back into your family vaults."

If Harry was simply shocked before, he was nearly comatose with shock now. "B- B- But… aren't trust funds small percentages of what is actually in the vaults?" The goblin nodded his agreement. "Oh, Merlin."

The goblin smiled – a very disconcerting image. "Yes, Mr. Potter. I won't be able to tell you for certain until your statements arrive, but, even with the sizeable withdrawal you are about to make, you are still only making a dent in your trust fund. Even so, your inheritance will be open to you within a few weeks anyway. I only brought it up to schedule a meeting on your inheritance with you. Say… August 5th?"

Harry nodded dumbly. Ginny was sitting flabbergasted at the thought of how rich her boyfriend was. She turned to him, "Harry, you remember that I loved you before we found out you were bloody rich, right?" Harry just nodded.

Shrivenclaw entered the room again, carrying a rather large packet of parchment. The goblin representative helping them relieved Shrivenclaw of the burden. "Mr. Potter, here are your statements for your trust fund." He slid the packet over to Harry.

Ginny leaned over to him with her eyes wide. "Harry, I've seen Mum and Dad's vault statements… They're only a sheet or two… Even after we won that contest after my first year-," Here she paused, shuddering slightly. Harry reached over and grasped her hand, squeezing it. "-their statement was only five or six sheets."

Harry pulled the packet of parchment over towards him. He and Ginny looked down at it at the same time. Harry was the first to regain the ability to speak. "Wow." Ginny looked at him in awe. "Uh… I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name…" Harry had an awkward look on his face.

The goblin was shocked that Harry asked. "Griphook, Mr. Potter."

Harry grinned apologetically. "I'm sorry, Griphook. I thought you looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on why you did. You showed me to my vault before my first year! I was so in awe of this place I that I'm afraid I didn't remember your face too well. I'm very sorry."

Griphook smiled. "Quite all right, Mr. Potter."

"Well, Griphook, is there any chance that Gringotts has anything like a Muggle credit card?"

"Yes, Mr. Potter, although it's not so much a credit card as it is a debit card. They also work in the muggle world."

"Is there any way I can set it up so that multiple people can have cards to my account?"

"I believe we can do this, yes."

"In that case, I'd like cards set up for myself, Ginerva Weasley-," A squeak was heard from said person, "-Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger."

"Of course, Mr. Potter." Griphook stood. "I'm to assume this takes the place of your withdrawal?... Yes? Good. Ok, follow me."

Harry and Ginny followed Griphook out into the lobby. Another goblin approached them and handed a small package to Griphook. "Mr. Potter, Ms. Weasley, your cards."

Harry accepted the bundle. "Thank you for your time, Griphook. I very much appreciate it." Grasping Ginny's hand, Harry lead her out of Gringotts and into Diagon Alley.