Rowling's claim to fame is not going to be stolen by me. Regrettably, she is shooting herself down since she is claiming HBP.

The night passed easily enough for Harry which suprised him. He was tired but not too tired from the nightmares. He was able to get up and make breakfast for all the Dursley's before sitting down with the rapidly cooling food already at the table.

Vernon was first to speak from behind his paper, "Boy, you are to go with Petunia today. She isn't trusting you to be here by yourself while she is in London. We won't burden Mrs. Figg with your freakish ways anymore. You are to behave and do whatever she needs you to do while staying out of her way. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, sir" Harry said after swallowing a mouthful of eggs. So far all was going well through Harry's point of view or so he thought.

Soon Vernon finished his meal and left with Aunt Petunia to go to the train station so he could get to work on time. Harry relaxed and began to clean up the kitchen so they all could leave when his aunt returned.

That was when Dudley broached the subject he was dreading, "Who is Sirius to you?" It stopped Harry right in his tracks of washing a plate. He didn't want to go through this. "I overheard your nightmares again last night on my way back from the loo." So Dudley didn't mean to spy on him on purpose.

"He was my Godfather. He was slain in a spell-fight in the Department of Ministries a short while ago."

"Oh, oops. I shouldn't have mentioned that then."

"It's okay. It is just a really tender subject right now. He was slain by his own sister while trying to defend me. He was brave to come and rescue me from the stupid thing that I had gone and done that time."

"What stupid thing?"

Harry started to expain about his curse scar being a link to Voldemort, recieving the false vision that he thought was true and what happened at the Department of Ministries. All the while Dudley took this in, thinking about it all. He knew he had a tough year at Smeltings this past year, that was just one of Harry's days. What happened the rest of the time? Did he or did he not want to know?

"You need to tell me all of this from the beginning. There are things here we need to figure out to help you and protect my mom and me." Dudley spoke his thoughts aloud. He would find out what happened the rest of the years Harry had attended at Hogwarts at the same time get information about the wizarding world. Harry finished the dishes while Dudley had said that.

"It's a long story, Aunt Petunia will be home long before that. Do you really want me to start it and have to stop?" Dudley nodded, he would chance this hoping Harry was fibbing on the length. Harry went into the first year with questions from Dudley. The questions were less as he went into the next year. Some parts had laughter, some shock, others good pieces of information. Little did they know, Petunia had arrived home halfway through second year and she was sitting on the couch, listening intently. All of it was extrodinary. Harry had done all this. They had accused him of being a theif, misfit, but he was a hero in their world, in Lily's world. She was taking care of a hero. A hero that Vernon had abused and she did very little for because of her jealousy of Lily. Yet that letter she had recieved, it was from Lily. It was so long ago that it was written from the date like a will had released it to be sent.

"That's it. That's all the years have gone." It was two hours past the time Aunt Petunia had left with Vernon. Dudley turned around to see his mom on the couch, looking instensely at them. "Oh, Aunt Petunia, I didn't see you there." It was all Harry could say, he was thinking he was going to be in trouble for wasting time.

He was wrong in that matter. "Is everyone ready to go?" Both nodded at that. "Then get in the car." Harry and Dudley obeyed promptly and while they were settling into the car a thought had come to Dudley.

"Hey Harry, you said Voldemort ruled by fear, worshipped by pureblood's right?" Harry affirmed that quickly. "You also said he's a half-blood named Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Harry agreed again. "So he's a half blood mutt that's gotten a little rabid that's need to be put down. Everyone elected you to do it, you don't want to, but wouldn't it put him in harder situation if everyone found at once he's a halfie in their world?" Harry started laughing, agreeing with Dudley's logic. It was simple.

All the pureblood's that could would drop Voldemort at the drop of a hat. All that would be left would be the ones with no place to go. How though, Harry thought. How. "Rita!"

"That reporter that slammed you then you blackmailed for a good article? Wait... you are way ahead of me in thinking... You want her to do another article?" Dudley spoke up while slowly piecing together the facts. "She wouldn't be able to resist. You have got the carrot and stick method going with her. Stick is jail for illegal animagus... did I say that right?" Harry nodded when Dudley looked at him. They both were grinning. "The carrot is the scoop of the past half of century. Their You Know Who is just like them but from humbler origins. I would bite if I was a reporter!" Harry laughed again. It was perfect bait for Rita to do good. He knew Hermione had blackmailed her to stay quiet for a year but the year was up and this was perfect for her to get back into the Daily Prophet's good graces.

"I can get her. We'll owl her as soon as we get the chance. " Harry laughed. The plan was perfect.

"What is all in this Diagon Alley that we are going to?" Dudley inquired.

"Bookshop, Ice Cream Shop, Wand shop, literally whatever we need its there. A mall of sorts for my folk."

"Is there stuff there that normal folk can use?" We meant muggles.

"Alot of the stuff doesn't need magic. Remember the toffee?" The Ton-Tongue Toffee was just before fourth year and Dudley had almost gagged because of it.

"Yeah! I steered clear of toffees for quite awhile because of that!" Harry proceeded to tell him about the war against Umbridge with all the prank gags. Dudley was laughing as much as Petunia was trying to control her laughter. She thought that woman having her dignity stripped from her was quite funny.

They soon got to the Leaky Cauldron when the crowds spotted him inside of it. Harry's 'oh shit' got both of his family on guard. "I forgot to mention hero status means celebrity as well. Be prepared for that. If you here any strange words, hide. Because of Voldemort, there is a war in my world that I don't want to participate in. Okay?"

Both of his family nodded, preparing themselves for whatever could come up around their newfound cousin. They knew celebrity's names were everything to the press, cash cows that could be dragged through the mud, but Harry's was the top of their lot. Soon the people were pumping hands with the 'how do you dos' 'I never believed the Prophets' and introductions to his family with names changed to Evans. Dudley looked at him funny but Petunia didn't bat an eyelash. She knew it wasn't a complete lie but it protected people from checking them out or tracking them down. She told him she'd explain after the crowd died down. The got out of the Leaky Cauldron's entrance real quick to be greet with Tom and three butterbeers while the were ushered to a private room.

"Bad news, Mr. Potter, things have gotten worse around here. I wish you hadn't had shown up and the fuss created around here." Tom complained while handing each of them a butterbeer.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, he knew he was on the top people to off list but as long as he was with his aunt, he was safe, wasn't he?

"There have been attacks at each of your friends residence's except Ms. Granger's. The only reason why they haven't gone after her is because she's of Muggle-descent. There is no paper trail to find her. We need to get you into a proper disguise and quick. Do you have the money to pay for spare cloaks or should I just lend you some?"

"I needed some anyways. How will we get to Madam Malkin's from here. My family is non-magical, they can't floo or so I've understood." Tom nodded and explained that Madam Malkin would be coming already with several autofit black robes for whoever was of lower than pureblood status to the wizarding world.

Just after he said that, Madam Malkin bustled in and began to look at who was there. "Eep! Mr. Potter, what an honor it is to help you! I hope you will be getting a new wardrobe this year as well?" Harry nodded then she continued. "Then these will be at no cost since you are doing all of us a favor."

Harry smiled then turned to ask Tom for an owl. When Tom asked why, his reply was simple, "I've got a schoop about Voldie that is going to send his support running away from him and I think our Miss Skeeter will do us wonders. "

"She trashed your name to a majority of the higher ups, why would you want her of all journalists?"

"She'll do the exact same thing to him. I want his name to become his Muggle name again."

Both shop owners eyes had gone bugeyed when Harry said muggle, "Muggle, you can't be serious?"

"He's a half-blood orphan, just like me." The owners went even more bugeyed. They knew something about their boogeyman that would pop his ego. What did they do? Laugh. To their laughter, all he said was "So that owl?" Tom wandered off laughing while Maldam Malkin got them in the robes and quickly said the key words to size them.

Dudley was overjoyed while Petunia just looked at the mirror that Madam Malkin had conjured up. Her thought was simple, 'So this is what being a witch looked like. What Lily felt. What I've been jealous of. It's just a normal piece of their society." She was glad that at least she had the chance to feel like a witch even though she wasn't one in true sense.

"Ready to go?" Petunia spoke up. She wanted to see more of what was Lily's world. Could Muggle's use magical things more than she realized? They were shown to the back and both recieved their first view of Diagon Alley. Dudley had asked how could they hide something this large here in the middle of London and the reply was simple, "Magic." Petunia just marveled at the blend of old that was there while London in the background was still skyscrapers. It was preserved piece of the Middle Age almost.

"Ready?" Harry asked, snapping her out of her constant thinking. Both nodded and started to follow Harry. Crowds had thickened around Harry but that was natural to happen around a celebrity. Still they pressed on until they had hit a bump in the road. Crowds had started parting to easily until they realized why... men in black robes and white masks. Harry froze, "Death Eaters." Turning towards Petunia and Dudley his only comment was, "Hide, now!" They nodded and disappeared into the crowd quickly. Muggles weren't liked by Death Eaters and they would feel everything of a curse being sent at them.

"Potter, come silently with us and no one gets hurt." Once the crowd heard that, then they noticed the Death Eater robes and mask... then they froze. First one to move would get hurt, murmurs ran through the crowd, trying to silence others whether they be children or the person next to them.

Harry knew his chance was here when his voice rang off the walls loud and clear. "Why? Why do you want a half-blood?"

"Lord Voldemort has requested your presence, boy, and you will come." That was the sneering Death Eater.

"Why bother with a half-blood? Aren't you supposed to..."

"Imperio!" the Death Eater commanded while the crowd screamed at this. Of course, none had wanted to move. First one to move would be the first to die today.

"Come with us boy and no one gets hurt. Voldemort has summoned you and we are here to bring you."

"No!" He shook it off easily, why oh why, did they think that they could crush his will? Didn't they read the true articles that were in papers?

"Come with us to our pureblood lord and talk with him. No one will be harmed here. We give you until the count of five to make up your mind before we start killing bystanders. One!" Now Harry knew he was in trouble, big trouble. How could he get them to respond to him and keep the crowd safe.

"Two!"

"Three!" He noticed several others were raising their wands around him. They were understanding there was little of the Death Eaters, much of them. Harry smirked. It was perfect. Let's just reveal Rita's scoop with a teaser much earlier than planned, Harry thought while snickering.

Then the crowd heard Harry scream at the top of his lungs, "Voldemort is a half-blood that needs to be put down like the rabid mutt he is and I am the one to do it." The wands all over were barking spells while Harry's was as well. All the Death Eaters had gone down quickly. Just like last year with Malfoy, they weren't expecting an attack to come from all around them. The spell damage ward was going to have a hard time repairing them if they got away from this. Auror's appeared on the scene, all around them asking for calm and what happened to the Death Eaters. Different people in the crowd started answering questions while others just sat there shocked. They couldn't believe it. They had just stood up to the wizarding world's boogeyman's henchmen. And won.

Kingsley Shacklebolt walked up to Harry and began to quiz him upon what happened when Dudley and his mom popped backed up with a black robed form hanging off Dudley's shoulders. Harry looked at Dudley and Dudley just winked. He dropped the Death Eater at Kingsley's feet.

"Uh, sir, this one decided to sneak up on me and Mum. He was fixing to try to fling something at us when I clocked him and snapped his stick. Harry said that no stick, no magic, right?" Dudley stuttered. Kingsley nodded and started questioning Dudley quickly, ripped off the hood to find another unknown wizard. He was coming up with internationals and it was beginning to become a problem. Voldemort was bringing in outside assistance, possibly mercenaries, and the Law Department couldn't track them down quickly enough. Sighing, he turned back to Harry and kept asking more questions about what had happened. Secretly, he was glad this happened in Diagon Alley instead of out in the Muggle world. It would've been so much worse.

"Well, Harry, I'd say your use of underage magic was permissible as self defense although Minister Fudge may not believe it. Hopefully you won't go through the same song and dance routine as last year, " Kingsley said with Harry nodding, praying Kingsley would be correct, " If not, you have me and all these in the crowd as witness. Voldemort, a half-blood?"

"Well, I need to contact the press about that one first. Everyone finding all the details out about That at once is going to be the best prank to pull over on Voldermort ever." Harry grinned.

"It is a real fact?"

"He admitted it himself on two different occassions. One time it was his 16 year old self, the other was the night of the graveyard only to me and Pettigrew. I still have to get evidence that Pettigrew is alive in the eyes of the public though. Just wish I knew how." The last bit was almost mumbled but Kingsley heard it. That drive to wipe Sirius's name clean was a driving force in the boy's life at the moment.

"We'll ask you to come back if we need any more details from you. Since you had business here, carry on and please be safe, Dumbledore would have my hide if he knew I willingly left you without an escort." Harry nodded and grabbed Dudley and Aunt Petunia, dragging them along towards Gringotts.

Inside they saw a familiar face, it was Mr. Granger. "Is that you, Harry?" Harry nodded. "Have you seen Hermione yet?" Harry shook his head at that.

"We'll wait here for her. She was summoned for the will reading as well?" Mr Granger nodded. Harry proceeded to introduce his family to them. Petunia and Mr. Granger had started talking about dentistry and drills.

Dudley pulled him aside and began to tell him about the Death Eater that had trailed them earlier. "You were right, a fist to the face worked wonders on him! I was able to waylay him and break his wand quick. He started saying Avada something but couldn't get it out before I nailed him."

Harry paled for a moment before breaking the news Dudley had been very lucky that the Death Eater wasn't able to weren't able to finish the curse. It would've left him dead. Dudley paled and made the sign of the cross while thanking God. Harry just laughed. Petunia began to round on him before Harry interrupted her with "We've got a will reading to go to as soon as Hermione gets here so we will get home and you can lecture me there, not here in public, it would be too embarrassing for you." Sooner they speaketh of the devil, she arrived. Hermione's robes were a little mussed up but not too much. She grabbed Harry hugged him before running over to her Dad reassuring him she was alright.

"Harry, this is my dad, Dan Granger. Dad this is Harry and his Aunt Petunia and cousin, Dudley." All those introduced shook hands yet again, Harry smiled before saying, "We already met." Hermione's face did a 'oops, didn't know' sheepish grin before Harry went on to say teasingly "Guess you aren't all knowing yet?" The glare he recieved was enough to stop him from saying anything but laughing. That just made her glare even more.

"You prat!" Hermione laughed, she couldn't keep the laughter in anymore. Before, she would've laughed at the know-it-all teases but Harry was just teasing a little.

Dudley started laughing along with her trying to get out the words, "Boy she has you whipped!" but it just came out as a indecipherable mess. Dan had figured it out enough to snigger though. Harry had a blank look on his face with pleading hands that asked "what?" before saying it.

"Come on you two of the peanut gallery, we have a will to go to." Hermione snapped. She had heard enough of what Dudley said as well but she didn't want them to know that, she was smirking to herself. They hustled up to a goblin teller and into the room the goblins ushered them into.

There they were, the others that were summoned to the will. Narcissa Malfoy and Draco both were formal robes of the deepest emerald green with silver trimmings snaking everyplace on the robe. Andromeda wasn't present but Tonks was but she was in a dark neon pink robes that were opened to show black slacks and a white tube top with 'Wierd Sisters' written across it. Harry almost perked up instantly at that. Remus was his same haggard self but almost worse as his eyes showed sorrow that Harry understood so well. Of the Weasley's, only Fred and George were there though, where was the rest of them? Harry was thinking. His mind wandered into morbid straights quickly but Hermione's hand on his shoulder quickly shocked him back to his senses.

"They're alright, they've got to be." That was all she said but Harry nodded, they both knew that Ron was tough, stupid at times, but he was tough. Now if they could get him thinking on other things but chess, Quidditch, and jealousy towards Harry they could get him somewhere. Smiling inwardly, he was thinking of a way to get Ron off his back about the money by giving some of what he inherited from Sirius to him. No more jealousy over something so stupid as money. They had gotten into a couple fights over it with Ron pointing out money, fame, and being unique. Harry didn't want it. It was time to take some of it away from him and let Ron get a taste of it.

A goblin walked into the room, introduced himself as Ragnot before requesting them to wait just a little while longer for the Ministry representative stating it was policy for some of the wills. Several questions were fired off by the snobbish Malfoys about the titles that were in question while Hermione had a brooding look on her face when it came to the word 'title'. Her mind was racing with the other words 'Count?' 'Duke' 'Lord' 'Prince' others were coming but all in all, all the words were meaning nothing to her. Why were medieval phrases being tossed out in her mind on whim, why were titles important. Then it struck home, they were in a backwards world. The title meant everything for people like the Malfoys. Did they have a title or did they need one or a better one to use around the Ministry? Pages were being rifled in Hermione's mind but all kept being drawn up as blanks. What she was looking for wasn't discusses in Binn's all important goblin war classes. Damn him and his ghostly ways. The pursuit of knowledge and wordly knowledge was goblin drivel at the moment! She barely knew what they were talking about so how could she help herself and Harry get ahead!

Harry just sat back and watch talking a little with Dudley when the door opened and the Ministry official came in. They all turned to look.

It was Percy. The twins both glowered while the Malfoy's smirks had gotten the best of them. The others had looks on their face ranging from 'oh shit' to 'great Ministry flunkey zealot extrodinaire!'

Harry had a blank look on his face though, he had seen Percy draw wands and fire upon the DEs while he was in the crowd but he had also had split with the Weasleys for his job. Percy's ambition ruled him. What was he wanting in his life... to be a flunky to Fudge or to help a minister that would change their world forever? What did Percy want?.

Harry sat there brooding but was disturbed from it by the twins. They both had requested them to see him afterwards, then Mrs. Malfoy requesting the same thing, then last was Percy. Harry could read his eyes, they were screaming at him that he desperatelly needed to talk to him. Harry's reply was simple, he would talk to Percy last so he could prepare what he said the best. He would listen to what he would say to him but it will take alot of thinking to not do anything rash or give him a unfair judgement. The last part was the most important part Percy barely heard it though, "Jumping to conclusions lost me Sirius. I won't do it again." Percy just nodded in agreement without showing that he heard the last part. He knew both had make great sacrifices but Percy had began to doubt his were correct anymore.

Then it happened. The will.

A pensieve was brought out and tapped with a wand. A figure of Sirius Black stood up in the pensieve and began to go about the business of the will

"Well I have kicketh the bucket, gone to doggy heaven, joined Prongs and the wonderful but firey Lily Rose with with Thorns that could pierce metal and I have all called you here in this Sirius manner." All groaned that knew better, Mr. Granger just laughed at the antics. The guy was wanting to laugh on a day that alot of them were depressed on. It was perfect. "I had to do that. All that knew that, should've been expecting my joke. Mother should've known better given that ammunition.

Narcissa, if you swear off Malfoy and get out while you have the chance, I'll give you a share of the Black Trust. One 7th of the trust, enough to show Lucius you were mightier than him once. Family over marriage. You know the oath. I chose to show that my family weren't all evil. Mother didn't like it but her son was alive unlike Regulus. He died for a cause that was unworthy in my eyes. Sign it and show Harry that you aren't evil. Get your son to stop being a carbon image of his father. He will learn that money only gets him so far in life.

Andy and Nymphradora, you know I had to say that Nymphie, you will be granted a share as well. It will be split between you two but it will support you until your dying days if you manage it well. Buy Tonks some dancing lessons or something that will teach her to be more graceful around Moony. Hahahaha!

Next, Remmy, on the condition of buying a whole new wardrobe and keeping the older ones for your furry nights, you will be granted a share of the trust as well. You need the money. Also, you will help Harry learn more on what kind of spells are needing to take down He-Who-Doesn't-Need-A-Name. Be the guardian I couldn't be in name, not by paper. Do it, help the child of the Marauder become a better Marauder than a traitor like Pettigrew. He needs to be shown what his parents have done, learn from that and set his own path. I realized it a little too late that he isn't Lily or James, he's got their looks but his temperment is a little of them both. Teach him to be an Animagus, it is a requirement of the Marauders you know." Remus just nodded with tears in his eyes. He knew that would be what his old friend would want the most.

"Hermione, you'll get a share, you need it in this world. You'll get the clean part of the library in the house we stayed in after Tonks and others have gone through it removing cursed books, binning dark books, and whatever else that needs done. You have my permission to leave the books where they are for as long as Harry owns the house.

"Molly and Ron Weasley, you both get a share. Ron you were friends with Harry and helped him in times were rough for him. Molly, you were a mother to him and its for the apology of what I am going to do."

"Fred and George Weasley, a share goes to you to be split and invested into your shop. I know Harry gave you a thousand but this will allow you to keep inventing with no worries about running it." The twins eyes lit up on that comment while Dudley kinda shrank away from it. He knew first and foremost how a small treat from them was. "On the condition of teaching Harry to prank well." The twins eyes lit up like fires on that and just grinned while looking at Harry, they were shaking their heads faster than bobble head dolls whose heads were fixing to come off. It was hilarious to Harry and Dan Granger, horrifying to Dudley and Petunia. Secretly though, Dudley hoped a couple of these pranks would be on his parents more than him.

"Harry, all the rest goes to you on the following conditions. You must use a muggle form of paint remover to kill my mother's painting. " Twins and Dudley were laughing at this. "Learn to prank. Learn or try to be an Animagus, if you can't pup, oh well, we tried. As you heard earlier, Ron got a piece of the money, its alot. Should keep his jealousy down. Next, you must sign the papers that are given to you without question after this will is over. They are your emancipation papers and will papers. For this will to be legal by Black family standards or Mother's will goes into effect when it comes to no remaining heirs of the Black men. No, Draco does not count Cissy, Black tradition states eldest Black male comes first before anything else. Regulus died before Mother knocked me off the wall. The Founders of the Family have decreed that for ages upon ages. This family will not be black as its name, I'm Sirius about it. It's my name. You must marry before the age of 17, Harry, or her will comes into effect. 21 is to produce an child, whether it be male or female. That's the conditions. I'm sorry, Harry. Sorry for dying but this is the reason why you must live, just to spit in Mold-In-His-Shorts eyes. I want you to live, to be happy, to raise a family, to know the joy we had raising you for that short amount of time. Please, live and be happy. This is my last request, I'm Sirius."

The image faded out and everyone was left in silence, they were all contemplating what was heard. Freedom, choice, duty, honor... so much was there in front of them but the words that were the best were going to come out of one person's mouth.

Harry said it best, "Shit, you were Sirius, you aren't coming back." Then he burst into tears, not caring what company was around him.

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Still have no plans on making several people of the evil side stay evil or be neutral, supremely doubt they be good guys. Dumbledore, good or bad... tough choice

Will participants: Narcissa and Draco Malfoy, Andromeda and Nymphadora Tonks, Remus J Lupin, Hermione Granger (with guardians), Ron Weasley, Molly Weasley, Fred and George Weasley. I didn't put alot of people in. I should've but... I do think I have put who needed to be in there. Others will be mentioned as conditions to the will with Percy being the only exception since he is there as Ministry representative.