Chapter 13 – The Will Reading P2

A/N: Thanks for everyone reviewing and reading the story so far. The support is appreciated. I hope this chapter brings a lot more reviews, good or bad, since I noticed that I only have 70 reviews while over 30,000 people have read or are reading so far.

With that in mind I'd like to give a little reviewing lesson for those giving me near useless or worthless criticism. Obviously, all criticism is taken on board but to be a decent person please don't forget constructive criticism is telling me which areas need improving while ALSO giving some positive criticism that I can use to continue. For example, since a few people just don't say anything nice, I may have a good descriptive imagination, but that I lack consistent flow with my spelling from my mistakes. Just remember this is a fanfiction and I'm not aiming for a professional level.

Sorry to seem a little aggressive but it does get to me a little after writing so long about little spelling mistakes which I think is just the English version to my American readers, no offence to my American readers. I use Microsoft Word to write and read my work, I can't see any mistakes but yeah, I could be wrong and tired from writing it out.

With that in mind the reason I use 'Mam' is because it is more commonly used in the UK than Mum and definitely more than Mom. Like I said the American version of words may be causing some of you to think I'm spelling wrong, but the colloquial version where I am from is Mam. I believe this makes more sense to the story as Harry would be travelling over magical Britain and hearing the difference in regional English, like Seamus has with Ron. This is reinforced by his classmates who likely live all over Britain instead of being limited to a place like Diagon Alley or Godric's Hollow.

Disclaimer: This is a fanfic and therefore spits in the face of laws of logic and science, Harry could do whatever he wants to remember, including use snapchat or an iPhone before they exist. Yes, I also like to use a lot of what I think is humour sprinkled around my sentences. I also like to think of them as scenes being acted out in a movie, I visualise a lot as I write and I think it's not a bad thing, please let me know if you can see what I'm trying to envision, maybe how you think the plot might go forwards or character plans I already have. It would be nice to see if anyone thinks on my brain wave or sees the scene like I do before and while I'm writing it.

Also, JK Rowling owes the rights to this franchise, I own these specific sentences below but nothing else.

Harry POV:

I leaned back into my seat as the drama concluded between the Weasley's and Dumbledore, Molly slouching in her seat in defeat and Dumbledore now pacing around the front seats, looking desperate to think up some grand scheme to reverse the order of events and take back control. 'Wasn't going to happen Mug.' I thought, smirking at the events. Of course, that got noticed from the looks I was currently receiving from a certain Draco Malfoy, Ron the Rat – since he no longer had a last name – and Remus as he looked at me from across the space he sat along with Tonks and her mother. I don't think he liked the attention I was getting through this whole thing as people kept arguing about me and glaring as if everything was my fault. How unfair! Of course, it wasn't my fault, this was simply Sirius. I laughed at his actions, probably laughing at everyone now, with my parents as he said, watching over me from beyond. My fault was for what was coming after, I grinned a little evilly. Okay, I admit maybe half of this situation was my fault then I guessed.

Ragnok sat at the top of the table still with Skullsmasher, simply taking in the show and taking ridiculous bets as to our reactions, fair to say Ragnok was wiping Skullsmasher of some hard-earned galleons. 'Oh, to be there, judging a race on their emotions and reactions with meaningless bets.' I sighed, I just wished I could be there, small wagers were becoming a hobby and it would have made this show just that tat bit more interesting. 'Especially now,' I began thinking as I saw the Mug look up to gaze at me while Arthur also moved across the room to me.

"Heir Potter-Black," He addressed me, assuming I hadn't taken my lordships yet, of course I wanted it that way still. "I, Arthur Weasley formally apologise to you and the Most Noble and Ancient Houses of Potter and Black. I ask for forgiveness for the actions of my wife and youngest children and should you find reason not to accept, I beg for mercy on my House and remaining children. My House has already suffered previously for their mistakes with the Black family, it could not survive another, never mind a blood feud with a House like yours. Or both of them." Arthur spoke to me solemnly; the twins and Bill had their head down in their seats as if knowing I could choose to call for war with their family if I wanted to. Come on though, would I really do that to them? Smiling I gripped Arthur's shoulder.

"Mr. Weasley though it hurts me what has happened with those three I am sorrier for you and the rest of your sons. You have lost a wife and them, a mother. I will be claiming only the gold Molly and those two have stolen from me. You need only sort out payment from what Ginny took and her punishment I believe." I said as his head rose slowly as I spoke my reply.

"Yes, that can be arranged now I believe. For the life debts both me and my daughter owe you, Harry, and the blood debt to repay my families attempted theft of your Houses' fortune, I can only offer you Ginny herself, as a concubine as payment." Arthur spoke gravely, hating his own words I could feel but knowing this was his only choice to fix the damage they had done. Before I could even deny payment or refuse his offer, Hermione grasped my hand for my attention and spoke.

"Harry you have to accept. I've read about this in ancient lawbooks regarding situations like this, a possible blood feud with a family that already owe you a blood debt. If you don't accept then you are basically declaring war, even if you don't mean to. Not to mention the life debts, Ginny and Mr. Weasley would lose their magic since you deny them and declare war. You would basically be fighting against Bill, Charlie and the twins if you did." She told me, leaving me no room to argue. But there was still room for Ginny to. Jumping up from her seat, she started wailing at her father that he couldn't do this to her as she held onto his sleeve tugging and pulling it like a lost child. He stood there stoically, ignoring his daughter as he awaited my reply, causing her to kick off even more as she screamed in his ear to be recognised.

"Please Dad, please! I'll be good, I'm sorry." She wept seeming even more childish by the minute, I just looked at her in pity, clearly, she didn't want this even though she wanted me. Yet this was the best option for her family and herself, if I refused, she would never feel her magic again at all and the rest of her brothers would die in a family war.

"Well, Mr. Weasley I seem to have no choice but to accept. Though I can do this as well," I told him as he signed the contract Ragnok had already placed in front of me, betting this was the way to go obviously. "I Hadrian James Potter-Black, herby claim Ginevra Weasley as my concubine through her magic and mind, body and soul until I deem fit to be released from her position. I formally accept the blood and life debts owed to me from the Weasley House and would like to extend forgiveness and friendship over the past by offering their seat back in the Wizengamot as part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, so I say, so let it be, so smote it be." I finished sealing the contract magically between our Houses as Ginny officially became mine with the ancient oath being recited. Before anything else could happen though I looked behind Arthur, to where the Rat looked murderously back at me as if he were going to come at me right there and then. He was not the only I should have worried about though, becoming clear as a scream echoed though out the room. Molly glared viciously at me and Arthur, who understood her reaction as did I when I guessed she heard Ginny become my concubine.

"How dare you claim my little girl as nothing more but a filthy slut, Harry Potter! I thought you cared for her better, she was supposed to be your wife!" She screamed at me lunging as if to physically attack me without her magic. I wasn't worried, even before the goblin guards intercepted her. Restraining her while Ragnok smirked and pocketed some more gold.

"Molly Prewett!" Roared Ragnok as he got up from the head table. "From an investigation conducted into your transactions and vault withdrawals, I Chief Ragnok of this Goblin Nation, find you guilty of criminal theft of gold from a Most Noble and Ancient House. With the power of the 1810 Treaty between you Ministry and my Nation, I order you to pay the immediate and outstanding sum of 130,000 galleons immediately for both you and your son. Failure to pay will result in your custody and removal to be placed inside the goblin mines in service till your debt has been paid, is this understood?" Ragnok spoke, justice and malice combined in his voice as it dripped in his words. Molly who had frozen from lunging for me, as she listened to Ragnok nodded her head though forced it was, in acceptance as she trembled knowing she couldn't pay such a fine.

"Now see here, Harry don't you think this is a bit harsh? Molly loves you; Ginny loves you. Why don't we all calm down a little and forget this mess? Voldemort will be planning his move, Harry we must be prepared to face him." Dumbledore stepped in, playing the humility card while trying to distract me with Voldemort. Fortunately, I wasn't even a part of this conversation, this was between the goblins and Molly, not me and he was wasting his time, while Ragnok slowly turned to him with that wicked evil grin on his face and the shining glimmer in his eye as let loose on Dumbledore.

"Albus Percival Wolfric Brian… Dumbledore," Ragnok spoke more softly, relishing the moment as everyone else did watching intensely while Dumbledore slowly raised his eyes to Ragnok. "Under the same crimes as Molly Prewett, as Chief and in accordance with the 1810 Treaty, I find you guilty of the theft of gold from the same House. I order you to pay the outstanding sum of 750,000 galleons, to repay what you have stolen and as interest for the 16 long years you have been stealing. Failure to pay this fine will result in you Dumbledore, being bound by goblin law to serve for the rest of your natural life in any way we see fit… including any shall we say, experimental? Yes… any experimental methods we are currently developing." Ragnok finished with a sick smile, as least it would be for someone like Ginny or even Arthur, but to me and I guessed the twins, it was just another imaginative smile. Dumbledore didn't even emotionally respond; his mental barriers must have been working overtime as he tried to remain the same level-headed and calm leader, the persona he clung so hard to. He looked a bit too calm to me, to be worried about paying such a fine and if so, I wondered why he even needed to take the galleons from me in the first place.

"To clarify Dumbledore, if you don't pay, we will torture and experiment on you. Do not think for a second your title as Supreme Mugwump or your position as Chief Warlock will save you. If fact, I believe it makes this easier for us," Ragnok looked to Skullsmasher, "If you cannot pay this fine, your Ministry will be forced to take on the debt and allow you to be took into goblin custody till you are executed. They wouldn't be able to save you without declaring war Dumbledore, do you think you are worth that much to the Wizarding World? To cause the next Goblin Rebellion?" Shaking his head politely to the Chief to acknowledge him he sat back down, he didn't argue, refusing to even look at me or anyone else as the rest of us waited for something…

I should have known it would have to be me to continue the show, with the attention coming back onto me. I still stood between Hermione and Arthur with Ginny, she slowly realised there was nothing she could do anymore, coming closer to accepting her fate she moved away from her father to stand on the other side of me like Hermione. I hated having her so close to me, so much I gave her my first order as everyone else watched seeing my disgust to do so.

"With my first act as your Lord," I spoke looking in Ginny's eyes, flickering with fear at my words, before continuing. "I hereby claim Ginevra Weasley's magic to add strength to my own magic, my Houses wards and the other members in my Houses. Until such I time, that I deem reasonable for her to reclaim it after serving her punishment and proving her loyalty to her new Lord and House. Until that time, you shall be like a muggle and serve like a muggle. Now sit down and remain quiet throughout the rest of meeting. We will discuss your role later in private." I ordered Ginny with authority. I felt Hermione shudder at my words and tone in my voice, while Ginny followed the order either subconsciously or just without hesitation I don't know, but she sat down and kept her mouth shut. Her eyes flashed with alarm as she tried to speak finding she couldn't and even her magic wouldn't come to aid her. Before she could panic, I ordered her to remain calm and still. Again, without hesitation, she followed the order, calming down in her seat and waiting for my next order. 'This was going to be a bit weird to get used to.' I thought, turning my attention back to the rest of the room that was watching the display of dominance between a Lord and his concubine.

"What?" I asked them, loud and clear. "Have we all got nothing better to do than gawk?" I asked them with a mocking tone. Remus saved the moment as the quietness echoed before his sharp laugh blew out. Hermione and the twins took a second before following as they laughed at my manner. Letting Arthur move to sit back down I waited a second before going over to Remus, chuckling away in the corner with Tonks as even her mother sat close smirking at me.

"Wotcher Harry," Tonks greeted me as I nodded back to her, looking at Remus as he straightened to me. The glint in his eyes showed he was enjoying this way more than I think he expected.

"By magic Harry, I'm glad you're here. And that you now know about everything that's been happening." He smirked as he hugged me before pulling back looking sorrowful. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you sooner, or even stop it. They would have silenced me somehow; Sirius and I knew it was too dangerous since we found out last year." A tear formed in his eyes which he quickly wiped away.

"But by magic did Sirius find a way, you look like a mix between James and Sirius you know. Standing there giving Dumbledore that sass! I haven't seen a prank like that from Sirius since Lily and him died. But you, you made it seem like James was there, pulling one last prank with Sirius before he was really gone. I must be going mental…" Remus finished. His eyes locked onto mine as his emotions were shown like sunlight through a window.

"It's okay, Moony." I started, grasping his shoulder. "Like you said Sirius found a way, I know everything, and I guess you're right." I paused. "Maybe he knew it would seem like that, him and Dad pulling a last one as me and him ripped into Dumbledore." I looked down, thinking of them both and maybe they were laughing at their joke and now watching me speak to Remus. "I know they both and my Mam loved you Remus, you're not the last marauder yet. I'm here with you still." I said as I hugged him again. We pulled apart while Tonks watched from the side with her mother, both a little teary eyed at the emotional display. Of course, don't tell Tonks I said that! "Besides, the meeting isn't done yet." I told him cryptically as I switched the topic to his inheritance.

"Remus, I don't know if you know but since Dumbledore locked my parent's wills' you couldn't get their inheritance, they left you too. I've unlocked it with the Chief, I'll get you a copy sent seeing as the gold will be transferred straight after this with Sirius's." I told him, smirking a little as his face became shocked. "And no. The gold was left to you by all three of them, and to you specifically. It will not be going anywhere but your vault, Remus." I told him before he could speak the words his mouth was opening and forming. He frowned for a second, realising I had beat him before he could decline it, before using his last and most self-hated card as a resort to stop me.

"You can't Harry, I don't have a vault as a werewolf. The Ministry has strict laws on their view of creatures. The only creatures that can own a vault are the Goblins, and you know that is only because they literally own the bank to do it. Any other creature like me, we have to carry our gold with us and a sum like that from Sirius, before whatever your Mam and Dad left me, well I'd be running without pause as they tracked me to kill me for it." He looked down, ashamed of his other side of himself with a hint at anger at the Ministry. It was barbaric! As Hermione would say. The Ministry to deny creature rights, like to own a bank account or even property in the magical world, it made me sick. That would definitely get changed sooner or later. For now, I looked at Remus, who had raised his head as I thought, I smirked.

"Why Remus, don't you think I've thought of that?" I asked him as he grew more confused. "As a close friend, shall we say to the Chief." I whispered to him, not allowing anyone else to overhear me. "I get certain privileges with the Goblins, including the right to open a vault for a friend of mine such as you, Moony. It is all already safe in there; you will be getting the key before this is all over." I finished as he choked back a sob. I saw the thankful look in his eyes and nodded to him, understanding what he couldn't convey in words. This was a gift not from me but all of us, me and my three parents, for him.

Ragnok, bless him - the Goblin of the hour, told us sincerely it was time to finish business and deal with last requesting before signing all documents to accept each inheritance. I got up to move over to the large desk where he and Skullsmasher sat each with a decently sized pile of parchment in front of them. Now we began the dull business of paperwork. Boring you with the details, I know how horrid of me, this is how it went.

"To Mrs. Andromeda Tonks and her daughter, Ms. Tonks." Ragnok called out to them, to stand and approach to sign the papers. Everyone didn't even bat an eye as Remus was skipped over, knowing the laws pertaining to werewolves. Hermione looked outraged as did Tonks, but knew they couldn't do anything about it, or yet at least.

"You have each inherited 25,000 galleons each, along with the additional request made to the new Lord Black to elevate Mrs. Tonks back into the Black Family and to claim Ms. Tonks into the Black House. You will both be recognised as the daughters of the Most Noble and Ancient House, do you accept this wish from the late Mr. Black?" Skullsmasher spoke, his tone business like without emotion but his eyes revealing his interest. Both Tonks and her mother were gobsmacked at the hidden request, until now thinking they could never be part of the Black family as they believed Draco was likely the next Heir and Lord. They snapped out of their stupor and as Tonks nodded to her mother, understanding how this would change her place in the magical world but knowing her mother missed the magic of the family she had been cast out from. They both nodded their consent, wondering if it would be accepted by the new Lord Black but willing to try. Ragnok nodded as they signed their signature on the parchments and motioned for them to sit and wait until the end now, they watched as he turned to Narcissa and Draco to come forward.

Being unable to hear the business of her sister and niece, due to a privacy bubble around the desk, I knew Narcissa couldn't know of the additional request her disgraced sister had gotten. Therefore, I guessed she had no clue her sister and niece were going to officially become part of the family again or have a feintest idea of the request left for her. Narcissa stood gracefully, I observed, seeing the Pure-Blood training of the Black and Malfoy Houses making her retain her stature at all times, never showing weakness. 'How she did that all day everyday amazed me.' I thought, thinking how Andromeda was the same actually even though she was out of the family. I knew that the training was efficient though, in the magical world even the slightest slouch showed a second of indecision or even defeat, for matters like business and the Wizengamot at least. Draco frowned as he noticed I how close I was to the barrier, unknowing that I was keyed into the magic to allow me to hear if he accepted the request to become part of the Black House or not. He grinned while looking away from me, as if thinking now was the moment he would become the new Lord Black, being the last male in the family line. 'Oh, how wrong you are, Draco.' Thinking as I knew this was a moment he wouldn't enjoy.

"To Lady Malfoy and Heir Malfoy, you have each inherited 25,000 galleons. Do you accept?" He started with them. Narcissa accepted by just signing her name I noticed as I heard Malfoy begin to ask questions, annoyed and confused he wasn't offered his Lordship already.

"Yes, I accept the galleons of course! But what about the Lordship, I am the one to be the new Lord Black. Where is the ring?" He demanded Skullsmasher before looking at the Chief. 'This is great,' I thought watching Narcissa try and make him stop speaking. Ragnok held his gaze as Malfoy stared at his, defying to budge from the staring match. After a moment where the silence reigned between the four of them at the desk and echoing to me as I sat, I saw Draco look down from the rage that had build in Ragnok's eyes.

"You dare question us where a ring is for you? You dare to look at me with that pathetic gaze and try to make me submit?" Ragnok roared as Draco looked down, the realisation seeping into his features as he paled. He tried to apologise, but I knew the Goblins would hate that more, to waste time apologising instead of making money made them feel weak. "5,000 galleons shall be removed from your inheritance for that offence, do you understand?" Ragnok asked Draco, who nodded as his mother squeezed his arm to show he should agree.

"Now the additional request has been made to Heir Malfoy," He nearly spat out, "To become part of the Black House while remaining the Heir Malfoy, under the condition he swear to the family his magic should he betray any and all other members. Should he accept it, that is. While you Lady Malfoy have been offered the chance to return to your place in the family as a Black daughter, with the protection of the House if you wish to accept the additional request that was left by Mr. Black. That is to annul your marriage to Lucius Malfoy under the circumstances of his imprisonment, breaking a character clause in your marriage contract. If you wish you will no longer be the Lady Malfoy and return to Narcissa Black, do you accept?" Ragnok explained to them both. The Lady Malfoy looked beyond shocked. A soft sigh of relief came from her, as her shoulders relaxed for a moment, her mind magic nearly failing and showing her joy to the thought of escaping Lucius instead of the icy demeanour she was always forced to put on. I smiled as I believed Narcissa would agree, ready to welcome her to the family I was the Head of, before looking to see Draco, unable to contain his emotions like his rage which at the moment, was making him tremble.

"What! What do you mean annulment, why would my mother accept this? I refuse my request as does she. As the new Lord Black, she is part of the family and under the protection anyway along with the Malfoy protection!" Draco roared out, gesturing madly as his hands threw up signs showing his displeasure for all of us to see. Andromeda was leaned forward, clasping Tonks by the hand as she waited for what must be, to see if her sister was getting rid of the bastard Lucius and coming back home as she was. Narcissa stood stoically as she was trained to from two Houses, 'And the two harshest on their views of blood purity, to never show weakness.' I began thinking, I couldn't help respecting that she had managed to survive such scrutiny until now. 'We will all never know the true difficulties Narcissa faced in both the Black and Malfoy Houses.' I finished, watching said woman nod her head to Ragnok, ignoring the declarations from her son and signing the parchment.

Thus, it was official. The Lady Malfoy was no more, instead she was Narcissa Black again, one of the three Black sisters as her magic flared showing she revoked her title and position as wife of the Lord Malfoy. No longer tied to the Most Noble 'Un-noble in my opinion,' and Ancient House Malfoy. Speaking of such, Draco the Malfoy Heir stood staring at his mother, his face turning red looking quite unattractive against his blonde hair and his opening mouth.

"Mother! What are you doing? What have you done? I demand my ring as Lord Black and order a new contract to be drawn up for you and father and I want it now!" He yelled to his poor mother as I looked on. Seems Draco wasn't becoming part of the family after all, 'Oh well, it wasn't like I didn't try for Sirius and Narcissa's sake.' Letting Draco continue as he yelled about how he was Lord Malfoy as his father was imprisoned and the new Lord Black again, slamming his hands down on the table before stopping as Ragnok rose. Skullsmasher grinned at his Chief as I smiled, letting him see my obvious approval of what he was about to do, not that he needed it.

"Heir Malfoy." He paused, letting the words linger in the air as the tension grew, Malfoy looking back at him as his hands tensed into fists. "That is what you are. An Heir. The Malfoy Lordship is not yours until you have claimed it appropriately as you have not done, you are not the Lord of that House. Neither are you the Lord Black. The title has already been claimed. Do not dare to insult me or my staff again, Heir Malfoy, you have no right to demand anything from me or my People." Ragnok finished speaking slowly and intensely as the words burned with power behind them. Draco actually looked like he could piss himself for a moment, until of course, his head registered the Black Lordship being claimed, without him himself doing so.

"You lie!" He declared pointing his finger at Ragnok, who smirked at the accusation and what he could do now that it had been made as the goblin guards around the room began to move forward to the bubble surrounding the desk. "Who claimed it? Who! It is mine, my right! They must be here if they have claimed it. WHO IS IT?" Malfoy continued questioning or shouting the mixture annoying me as his shrill voice climbed higher and higher. 'Now it only gets worse.' I thought as Draco turned back round in his rage, seeing me to the side with a clear as fuck grin sitting there waiting for him. My grin turned into a dazzling smile as I watched waiting for Malfoy to collect the pieces and put together, why two of course, what else? It wasn't taking long by the looks of things. The others could see Draco and the look of intense fury on his face as his magic tried subconsciously to build and collect in his core. Fortunately, all magic was being blocked in this room, but his core still tried as he started yelling expletives at me, making me nearly laugh while others like Dumbledore watched intensely to find out what had caused this reaction.

"You utter fucking arsehole of a half blood! I really fucking hate you! How the fuck have you taken the Black Lordship?" He demanded me, "You aren't even related to the Black's. Tell him mother! This is a disgrace! A trick! You cannot be the Head of House of Black, it is my right in my heritage POTTER!" Draco Malfoy bellowed out, strongly enough to break the privacy bubble charm around us, letting everyone else know why he was so upset. 'Fan-fucking-tastic.' I thought. 'There goes one part of the plan.' I continued as I met eyes with Ragnok, knowing it was time to end Draco before he could do more damage. Unfortunately, Draco had other ideas.

Looking at Draco I could see his mind ticking away intensely fast as he made a decision that would soon affect not just him but the rest of the Malfoy House. Using the familiar magic of my Houses and my own core I charged my magic to create a powerful invisible shield, much better than a protego, around me. I sat back lazily; a second later Draco had taken out his wand as I felt his magic brimming to be used. I wasn't worried at all; the shield was too powerful to be broken against the pathetic magic of Malfoy as well said magic being severely weakened with the goblin supressing magic on the room. Still, he tried. Could he be classed as brave for it?

'No, stupid it is.' I thought seeing Draco try to use a blood hex on me. I'm not going to lie, seeing his face when it didn't hit me and visibly returned back to him, the terror astonishingly clear give, me a little thrill. He cried out as it hit him, boiling his blood as the hex took hold and we all saw the affects of what he tried to do to me. Draco Malfoy, took hold off his balls as he undid his pants and forced his hands down, screaming "They BURN!" while the rest of us stood or sat watching the process continue. His mother Narcissa moved towards him from the side of the room; where she had been watching him, letting him act out as he did with the look of disgust on her face, pleased when he had hurt himself since he acted dishonourably. Perhaps she hoped he learned his lesson, I bet as she coddled the son, she was still the mother of easing his pain for a moment before he viciously turned away, shoving her back from him.

He snarled at her to not touch him, claiming she wasn't a mother to him if she was a Black under my patronage. I snarled back at him, disgusted he would treat his mother this way while I had to live without one, Narcissa visibly crumpling at his words. For the first time in a long time, her mental walls bowed down and her composure shattered as his words registered. She shed tears silently as she remained looking at him, an arm length away, my heart had actually clenched for her as he had said those words. "Not my mother," The echo softly remaining in the room as Narcissa heard. That broke her, like it would break anyone. Andromeda was already rising from her own seat to head to her sister, when Narcissa steeled her gaze back at Malfoy and the resounding slap on a face broke the silence that had once again fell on the room. We were all glued there, seeing the slap burn into Draco's face and his eyes widened looking at her. Narcissa glared at him with the familiar Black anger in her eyes, telling him how in trouble he was, I couldn't help locking eyes with Hermione from my seat to hers next to Remus's, we smirked as Draco got the motherly punishment we had been waiting for since our first year.

"Draconis Lucius fucking Malfoy!" Narcissa seethed. "Dare to say such a thing again and I will make it be! Do you think I gave birth for you to dare insult me like such?" She continued, Draco shrinking into himself, but his mother wasn't done. "You dare, act here in front of everyone like that! Claiming to be a Lord to two respectable Houses? Behave like the Heir you are supposed to be, instead of a disgraceful child before someone acts in response to your actions." She finished glaring at him while she spoke to look to me before Draco again. "What you have done would allow Lord Black to declare a blood feud with the Malfoy House. Did you want that? With your father imprisoned, you are supposed to act as the Heir you are, your actions are held accountable. How could you be such a fool, Draco? The House is weakened enough from the father's actions, look at him, tell me we wouldn't be safer from the Dark Lord with him caring for us." She finished pointing to me. Draco looked to me again, after paling from the mention of a blood feud, this time with envy as he recognised the power, I had with two Houses of Potter and Black, the power he had hoped to have as the Lord Malfoy-Black. 'As if, Draco.' I thought meeting his eyes before he turned back to his mother.

"Of course, Mother. I am sorry." He said to her, before looking at me as if that would also expend enough to please me. Nodding I accepted, Draco was basically Voldemort's little pawn, but it was faster to pass the meeting along this way. Ragnok however, wasn't done with the Slytherin snake.

"Draco Malfoy, Heir to the Most Noble and Ancient House Malfoy, you have insulted me as Chief of the People and Head Goblin of this Gringotts Bank. You will face the punishment of such an insult by losing the finger you used to insult me with. Along with an additional 10,000 galleons leaving your inheritance to a total of the same sum, 10,000. I suggest you keep quiet after facing your punishment before you lose all of the inheritance gifted to you." Ragnok warned solemnly, he wasn't done yet though.

"Heir Malfoy, as the result of your insults the Houses of Potter and Black, that I believe you forget are of the same standing as the House of Malfoy, I herby call forth if it pleases the Lord you have insulted, the contract between the House of Malfoy and Potter. The contract covered the business the Houses have dealt between each other in the last two hundred and fifty years, evidencing the extending and overdue sum of gold I believe would currently end up bankrupting the Malfoy House if called in immediately." Ragnok in full blown Chief mode, said to Malfoy before turning to me.

"Is that acceptable, Lord?" He asked me politely, shocking some of the members that were closely listening in. I grinned, but slowly shook my head and explained it wasn't necessary this one time. Looking in Draco eyes, I made sure he understood that I wanted him to owe me one, otherwise I would finically ruin his House is a second if he didn't repay this favour.

"Very well, it will just be my punishment you will endure." Ragnok nodded, understanding my game as he saw my look to Draco. The guards moved forward and despite Draco protesting and trying to move away, they grabbed him. Holding his arm down with his hand extended, they gripped him tightly to stop him moving or retracting his arm. Through this shouting he was explained to that if he didn't want to lose anything more than a finger, he should spread his fingers and lay then flat. I felt a tingle as I saw the look of defeat and acceptance in Draco's eyes as he stopped shouting and struggling, letting his fingers be still and flat against the raised piece of marble the guard had created from the floor.

He looked at me with a look of fright that actually made my heart hurt for a second. 'What the fuck is that about?' I thought, before his eyes flashed away to his hand again. A second later… Draco Malfoy had lost a finger, as the screams echoed in the room and a pool of blood slowly grew in size where his hand remained, a finger missing. Without a healer, it would scar, but with a potion given from a reluctant guard the blood flowing from his hand, stopped for now. Ragnok turned back to Skullsmasher to continue, smiling at the payment as Chief while one guard returned Draco to his mother back to their seats and another moved his finger to be frozen with a charm and encased to show all how the Chief treated and repaid such insults. Draco whimpering at his missing finger but remaining quiet, knowing things weren't going to change even if he demanded with his name.

"To Miss. Hermione J Granger." Ragnok called forth, determined to make sure Hermione's ladyship was kept a secret still for now.

"You have met the conditions left behind by Mr. Black, meaning you can claim the sum of 30,000 galleons if you wish to do so?" Skullsmasher asked her. She smiled at him and nodded while she signed the papers and giving me a smile at the way things were going so far. She then went to sit back down next to Remus and the Tonks', who I guess were now Black's. 'It's amazing how she's handling all this, even if she already knew.' I thought as I seen the Rat glancing at her trying to catch her eye while she made sure not to even look in his direction.

"Now to Mr. Albus Dumbledore." Skullsmasher called out for him to come forward. He came closer to the desk, sending a look in my direction as he passed me. I thought he must want me to step in like I had with Draco and offer to let this pass. I wondered how he could be so hopefully arrogant, to think I could still be manipulated and used after everything had already came out. Ragnok stood back up with his posture as Chief, full of authority. I was more than pleased with how this was going with the Goblin Chief as my close ally.

Third Person POV:

"It is time for you and Molly Prewett to pay your fines to the Lord Black and Goblin Nation, this bank is prepared for the moving of such a sum between the both of you. Are you both prepared to pay the fine or suffer the alternative consequences?" Ragnok declared, making Molly move up to the desk to stand with Dumbledore. She stole a look in Harry's direction with a dangerous look in her eye, but silently looked back to Ragnok at his words.

"Chief Ragnok, I am able to pay my sum. Though Harry, I beg you once again to reconsider. This gold will weaking our fight against Voldemort, without it we could lose the support we could gain from it, perhaps risking our chance to defeat him in the long run." Dumbledore replied, slowly turning to me with the light shining in his eyes that Harry would see sense and stop this before it was too late. Harry didn't even look at Dumbledore as he turned to him, his eyes locked on Molly as a sob wretched out her throat. She turned to Dumbledore, announcing the room with its full audience that she couldn't pay the fine, pleading that she wouldn't be sent to work in the mines, with the hope Dumbledore could help. Like Harry though, he pretended she didn't exist, focusing on the Chief and ignoring her pleas as Harry had with him. The Rat had even stood up at his mothers cries, furious at Dumbledore ignoring her in front of everyone after making them do this to Harry, and at him, for letting this go on instead of forgiving them like a real friend would have, in his eyes. Coming up to his mother he held her as she cried into his eyes, of course for nothing else but to bring the subject of conversation back onto him.

"Mum, what are we going to do? How could we even hope to pay that many galleons? How will I go to Hogwarts next year?" He finished, glaring to Dumbledore with his last question, who simply looked further round the room from them. Two meters apart and he still managed to ignore their desperateness. They had stolen from Harry but even he felt a little for their situation as they were abandoned by the mastermind of it all. Molly released herself from Ron, her tears stopped as her voice regained its strength while she looked to Harry.

"Please," She begged him, "Please I'll pay the fine just don't hurt Ginny and let me use some more to pay for Ronald's tuition for two more years. That's all I ask of you Harry. I know I don't have the right but please Harry for the sake of mercy let him finish school." She pleaded, her mind wracked with the hope he might let her son finish school to find a job and help her pay back the debt she had from herself, Ginny, and him. Harry shrugged and offered a simple maybe back to her, before stating if he felt kind, he might do it.

Draco looked pleased at the mess of Ron and his mother, before his mind clicked of his earlier behaviour with him and his own mother. His face reddened and his eye caught Harry's making him blush when he remembered his submissive behaviour after his tantrum. He looked away quickly, becoming redder as the seconds past. He sat away from his mother now, closer to the door as he refused to sit with his aunt and cousin, rejecting the family and showing his allegiance. Harry knew he would be off back to Malfoy Manor, his aunt Bellatrix would take command for him with Voldemort hiding there for now, building his strength and army. Malfoy would be reporting all of this back to Bellatrix and the Dark Lord, perhaps even his father if Voldemort had broken his supporters from Azkaban yet, though he knew he would have to repay the favour owed to Potter one day. Harry could see the nervousness in his body's movements, to report to his aunt and Voldemort that he couldn't claim the Black fortune and his mother had jumped ship to the new Lord Harry Black would cause an immense reaction from them both and he knew it. Draco had his mind spinning how he might make up for this with the news of Dumbledore, his manipulations of Harry and he will have lost control of him now, it was his only hope he thought.

Hermione sat with Remus and Tonks, looking at the desk with a glimmer in her eyes as she saw the Rat struggle. They sat with the Black daughters who were slowly becoming sisters again as they gossiped over all the drama between themselves. They all looked to Harry while he explained he might let Ron go to Hogwarts next year from his own money, thinking he was mad but knowing he must have a deeper hidden motive behind it.

The Weasley's however, stood watching as their faces tried to remain impassive as if the business didn't involve them and they were simply waiting for it to conclude. Arthur and Bill sat like they were statues, emotionless. Harry wondered if Bill learned this from working with the Goblins or maybe from over in Egypt. The twins both looked unhappy at the tension in the room, wiggling in their seats as if they were desperate to crack a joke even if it would make things worse. Together they sat, unwilling to step in for the previous family members that looked at them every now and then.

"Very well, Molly Prewett at the end of this meeting you will be lead from this room to the Goblin Mines where you will work as a slave to pay of your debt to Gringotts, who will pay the immediate sum to the Lord for his sake. Albus Dumbledore, the sum will be moved from your own personal vault and if necessary, any remaining sum will be taken from your Family Vault." Ragnok announced after the display had slowly ended. His eyes glistened at the thought of emptying Dumbledore's personal vault before moving into the Family one to finish the debts payment.

"I will also tell you how disgraced we Goblins are at your actions, to steal from a minor while he was a child, from a Lord, nonetheless. But to then steal from the magical child that has saved this world from the Dark One, multiple times himself… that is truly a sinful endeavour." Ragnok exclaimed to them directly.

"You both and Ronald are hereby, exempt from owning a vault here in Gringotts Bank, from now on, you will have to protect whatever you have remaining on your own efforts. Without Goblin magic I believe you will find it hard to stop other wizards from doing to you, what YOU have done to this Lord." Ragnok pointed to Harry before he finished. "May your gold cease to flow and what is left be cursed." He rattled out; it was the first time Harry had heard the goblin farewell be used towards enemies instead of friends. It shook him, as it shook everyone else as they all heard the goblin words and felt the effects of them.

Dumbledore and Molly both shivered at his words, sharing a look as Dumbledore acknowledge her again before they both signed to the agreements that was laid in front of them. Harry could hear Dumbledore sigh, as if he could feel the gold being took away from his vaults, while Molly whipped the tears from trailing down her face. Ron the Rat sat back down as his thoughts began concocting how he could fix this in the coming Hogwarts year, if he could make sure Hermione was with him maybe Harry would forgive him. If not, he would find a way to get his revenge, he knew as his fake best friend he could find a way somehow. Similar like Ron, Dumbledore had been forming his plans from much earlier on, hoping he could make Harry eventually give his gold up against the fight with Voldemort and maybe use his new position to further his persuasion to those against him in the Wizengamot. He had no idea that he was still in the middle of a plan of Harry's own making, wasting his time thinking of plans for later use instead of thinking what may happen next. He did know he needed to leave as soon as this was all over, without Harry asking him more questions he couldn't answer yet. As Molly and Dumbledore moved to sit back down, Harry got up from his seat to finish the business of the will reading.

Looking over the papers, he knew he had already signed for his own requests, obviously, he quickly signed the papers on each person's inheritance including for Moony to get his key and vault; before looking over Bellatrix's last request from Sirius. He could have laughed out loud as he saw what it was but didn't want anyone to grow suspicious as to what it could be. He wondered what Bellatrix would think, eventually discovering she was no longer married to Rodolphus Lestrange, who as Harry signed, had now lost his wife and vault. He laughed, thinking how Bellatrix would lose some of her standing, being an unmarried dark witch would be quite dangerous, even more so if she lost the favour of the Dark Lord. Harry knew she would lose it, as he signed anyway, thinking how after Draco reported today to her and when she found out she had lost her vault and thus the horcrux inside, she would be open game to Tom Riddle, most loyal follower or not.

The Reading officially done, the documents erupted in a white light as they were sealed and took away to be stored. The room becoming unlocked as some particular members of the audience looked ready to escape already. Before it could open, however, Harry and Ragnok glanced to each other and nodded, before the private room adjacent opened its hidden door to allow Amelia and several auror's out with her, followed by Rita Skeeter, a massive length of parchment following her as it grew by the second. Narcissa, Draco, Molly and Dumbledore all looked at them with worry in their eyes as too why they were here and how they were already in the sealed room. Ginny remaining silent but eyes worried that her position could become public knowledge.

Harry sat down with Hermione, holding her hand as he watched Amelia approach Dumbledore specifically from everyone else. Her footsteps echoing as she drew closer just like the fear in the Mug's eyes, knowing what she must be coming to him for. He rose from his seat as she got closer and stopped before him, he greeted her as an old friend, saying her first name Amelia, where he got a 'Really?' replying look from her.

"No Dumbledore, it is Ms. Bones or Lady Bones right now and for now on I believe." She started, everyone watching with intense. Molly shrunk away from the area next to Dumbledore, taking Ron with her as she left Dumbledore as he did to her, to his fate. Dumbledore started sweating as he knew he couldn't stop this from playing out but knew if this were going where he thought it was, he could make it to his advantage with his positions.

"I am here to officially arrest you Albus Dumbledore, on the multiple charges brought against you such as and not limited to; child neglect, magical guardian neglection, theft from a minor, enchanting a minor with potions and charms, harmfully binding a minor's magic, including these all being against a Most Noble and Ancient House. Do you have anything to say in your immediate defence? Otherwise please remain silent and remember this room is still magically sealed limiting all forms of escape." Lady Bones finished, the Head of the DMLE spoke without any limitation. Her words official, as Dumbledore slouched a bit in his demeanour as he predicted this would happen as he spoke out in his defence.

"This is all a misunderstanding; believe me this will be soon amended. Harry here has just forgotten his way at the moment and I'm sure he will come to his senses soon, won't you Harry? He knows everything is for the Greater Good, without it none of us could defeat Voldemort." He said, expertly making the auror's flinch at the mention of the Dark Lord. Smirking at their reaction he made sure to continue his little advantage.

"Without me, Harry wouldn't have grown as he has into a fine young wizard capable of defeating him, I have helped this world much more than any other wizard can currently say." He exclaimed proudly, that is until Harry stood up and make the smirk on his face disappear with his own words.

"Yes Professor, without you I wouldn't have grown as I did, abused and neglected for my whole childhood. I would have lived safe and secure in a loving home, but you kept me in an abusive environment remember? I told you multiple times and I believe you already knew they would be like that when you kidnapped me and left me there." He started, the frown now replacing the once proud smirk. Harry wasn't finished though as he let loose his thoughts of Dumbledore.

"Or the fact you think I need you to defeat Voldemort? Did you forget I'm the one who survived that night 16 years ago and not you as he was defeated? I believe you have done nothing but neglect me and stop me from being the wizard who I was meant to be, who I am! I am a Lord, of both of the Most Noble and Ancient Houses of Potter and Black. You will not stop me from becoming who I was always supposed to be, Dumbledore. No matter how many charms, bindings, blocks or potions you put on me or any of my friends. Even if some of them do betray me." I finished aggressively, sending a fierce look over to the Rat. Harry looked back to Dumbledore who had stepped back as Harry had spoken.

"Now Harry, see reason, you wouldn't want you parents to think you are wasting their sacrifice by tossing away my help to defeat him. Everything I have done has made you the man you are, humble, kind, and loyal to your friends. You need to forgive me and the Weasley's, show everyone you are still the forgiving man of light you are! Instead of this Dark acting, disrespecting ungrateful boy I know you aren't." Dumbledore told him and everyone as he tried to make Harry see his version of truth. It was disgusting as he guilt-ripped Harry with his parents, using survival guilt as a motive while gaslighting him, to back down from his argument. This made Harry move even closer as he finished with Dumbledore completely.

"I am done with your manipulation, Albus. I am not playing your games. I am Lord Hadrian to you now, never forget that. I will live my life free from you and after I have finished Voldemort, I will make sure you are forgotten from aiding me doing so, understand?" Harry leaned into him, as Dumbledore tensed. 'How dare this boy talk to me like that!' Dumbledore thought as rose his stature and gazed back into Harry's eyes, determined not to let this boy outstare him in this dominating match. Amelia had over concerned however as she stepped forward and took Dumbledore into custody, a small but efficient stunning spell locking his magic and body for the next hour until he was inside a cell before his case was called in the Wizengamot meeting called for in the next two days.

Draco sat smirking in the corner, knowing this might help him when he reported back to the Dark Lord and aunt, maybe even enough to stop him being hurt for his failure of the situation. He never knew, it could even help him in his mission for later in the year for the Dark Lord. The twins had shared a smirk before they swapped a bag of galleons at the events taking place with Dumbledore and Harry. George had won his bet that Harry would remain calm as he took Dumbledore down a notch, they made when they found out about his and their ex-family members involvement. Hermione looked at the situation with distain, unbelievably shocked that Dumbledore hadn't even been remorseful at what he had done to her and Harry. Molly and the Rat stood as if in defiance at Amelia's actions as if to protest, before Amelia sent a warning glare at them, then reminding them of their involvement in case they wanted a taste of their love potions she had been sent. They quickly sat back down as Molly understood what she meant and stared at me in her anger. The rest just sat there as they waited for the eventful and shockingly long meeting to end, seeing Dumbledore arrested was barely a shock to their already worn-out senses.

Rita Skeeter however, now there was a woman who was having the time of her life, professionally in her career, of course. Her eyes gleaming with more interest and attention as the minute grew from the start, by now what did you expect? Her eyes were near bulging with the amount of information she had gathered. Her life's work could end up being this piece and she knew it. Throughout the whole charade, she had made her notes to expand on later, with the added photographs she had gotten at the most opportune times along with the exclusive commentary from the Head of DMLE as Dumbledore revealed his intentions that were shrouded with illegal activity. She already had several lines of parchment wasted from Amelia with her cursive vocabulary, but it was still worth the interview she had held while simultaneously recording and writing the events from the Will reading down.

Her work the hardest she had ever produced, she looked through her photographs she knew were perfect; Dumbledore when has been uncovered, Sirius with his memories along with the reactions of several members of the audience, Ron, and Molly Weasley being cast out with Ginny and her service to her boss, Harry. Then of course, she had gotten Narcissa leaving the Malfoy House and Draco's reaction before losing his finger, she had even gotten Andromeda being accepted back into the Black family and the fines being paid, a picture of Molly crying as she begged for mercy. Yes, Rita knew this was gold galleons on paper, she held gold at her mercy, and it was all thanks to her wonderful boss, Lord Hadrian Potter-Black. The best thing being, this wasn't over yet as she watched and photographed Dumbledore being levitated away while the doors opened. Knowing this all this, she could end up making at least the first four or five pages, if not the entire edition of the day's paper!

Everyone else sat still, too shocked at everything to actually move and leave as some had originally planned to do when the doors had been opened. After a moment however, everyone recovered and started to move to leave the meeting room, eager to see the sunlight and breath the fresh air after the long, world turning meeting they had endured. Draco was the first to slip away, trying to escape unnoticed from anyone including Rita as he knew he was going to be included in the next edition of the Daily Prophet already. His face bruising from the slap of his mother while his own hex still burned slightly in his pants, he paced out of the room, curdling his hand a finger was missing from. The Weasley's got up, making to leave as Ginny watched from her masters' side, Molly and Ron watched too before setting their stares onto Harry. It didn't take long for Ron to finally build his courage, only taking the whole meeting, to speak out now to Harry.

"You lousy maggot, why would you do this? To my family? To me? To us? You're like a dark wizard with that Black look on your face! That Lordship already went to your head? Chosen One!" He spat out before stopping as if he had more to say but didn't want to continue or shouldn't, who knew. Oh, that's right, we all do as the rest of the room soon heard after Harry gloated him into continuing.

"How could I do this? You did this, you Rat; you betrayed me and stole my gold as you lied and let me be controlled with potions and charms, Ronald! Don't speak to me of doing anything but stop you doing what you planned to me, what your actions caused and ruined our friendship. You are nothing but a rat to me now. So, go on rat, don't hold it back. Got something to say? Spit it out then." Harry told him, furious at his blame that this was all on him as he gloated him.

"You think your so much better than everyone else huh? Your nothing without me and Hermione, we made you because without us you would be lonely and lost like a child in this world, Harry! Everything you have you don't deserve, money, fame, even power! How is it fair, how is it fair that after all these years you aren't willing to let some of that massive wealth you have be mine? So yes, I stole some of it, there are you happy now?" Ron admitted openly, as he looked towards Harry across the room.

"Oh yes, very happy indeed that my best friend would be so jealous of my life circumstances including my fame and wealth I didn't want or know I had. So much that he would steal it from me and let me be poisoned and controlled. So happy indeed you little fucking rat! As if I need you or ever have, what have you done over these years, nothing compared to Hermione! She is the only one I needed, not you and don't even think you can say otherwise." Harry spoke trembling with anger before turning his back on the Rat to leave the room as everyone else was but had stood watching this piece of drama unfold.

What happened next shocked everyone, as Ron the Rat muttered something under his breath that only Rita heard as, 'Fucking rat eh?' before starting a wizard photo capturing Ron as he leapt toward Harry to attack him from behind. Hermione gave a scream as she watched Ron about to hit Harry, before a large fist came flying into Ron's face, smashing his nose as it broke under the pressure of Harry with his turning momentum. As the Rat collapsed on the floor bleeding and groaning, he looked up to see Harry standing over him with a sly grin to match his Black features. Harry told Ron to dare try such a thing again and it won't be over in a punch like now or if he ever tried to touch anyone close to him like Hermione, he would suffer more than he could think he ever could. Then while he turned and walked towards Remus and Hermione, the Rat being held up by his mother, Molly, Harry looked behind him and said he looked forward to the new year that he was agreeing to pay for Ron.

As he closed the distance to Hermione, he wrapped her in a hug, not unnoticed by Rita but she would refrain from any damaging comments on Harry or anyone he was close to like Hermione was right now. After the hug ended, he gave her a light kiss which caused another yell from Ron the Rat, but his mother was louder as she glared at Hermione. Her words were sharp and cruel, about how she was a dirty slut who had spread her legs for me because she knew I had found out and wanted his gold instead of Ginny. Going further Molly insulted Hermione saying she was supposed to be nothing but a good daughter-in-law as a wife for Ron, her brain would get her nowhere and she would soon see that she was a dumb little girl. Harry's rage grew as Molly continued before he could stop her, his grip tightening on Hermione's hand, who stood there shaking as she was yelled at.

Harry had already stepped closer to Molly by the time she was finished, ready to rip her apart like she was Voldemort himself instead of the witch he would have used to call a second mother to him. Hermione was taking back from her comments as her insecurities showed, her face close to breaking as she stayed silent like she normally would sometimes with direct confrontation. Harry didn't have his chance to rip into Molly, however, her own son's did that for him and Hermione as the twins howled in their united rage.

"Molly Prewett, the witch I once called mother, shut your loud stinking mouth before we shut it for you!" The room turned to one twin of the pair standing up, both sending a sick glare to their now disowned mother. George, Harry believed to be the one to have spoken seeing his glare look like he was ready to send a curse on her. He knew he was right when he saw Fred speak up to match his twins' words, his emotion flaring as his eyes bore into Molly.

"Don't you dare speak to a talented witch like Hermione like that! You were the one willing to our sister, YOUR daughter, spread her legs for Harry like a willing slut for that gold you speak of." Fred stated, before looking at Ron and declaring how unworthy his brother was to want such a witch as a wife, never mind a friend like Harry.

"If you even try and continue," George spoke, beginning part of the twin speech him and Fred were such gifted at, ending each other's sentences and thoughts like they were their own thoughts, which basically they were. He glared at his mother, without even looking at Fred who continued effortlessly without a pause to show how unified their thoughts were on the matter.

"We will renounce you as a Prewett, after we claim the Lordships." Fred told Molly, who shut up in her shock at the twins words before now and feeling hurt as they were willing to abandon her further, all for Harry Potter.

"Leaving you without any family name, you will become a nameless witch. Molly the witch, how does that sound?" George continued on, making Molly faulter as he said those words, her sons' causing her more damage than Harry or Arthur had done to her before now.

"Or how about Molly the wandering witch? That any better? I think you forgot we could do that, seeing as the Prewett Lordship is specifically for male twins in the patriarchal House, so I would apologise to Hermione." Fred finished up, eagerly seeing his mother fall back into her chair while they took their chance to take her down a notch. Who can blame them? After all the years she had screamed and shouted at them for their behaviour and now look at her, a horrible, jealous, and greedy witch.

"NOW!" Together the twins bellowed at her, making her jump as they shouted at her with the same word, as she had used on them all those times in their many years living at home. Nervously, as her courage had left her, she rose back up while she looked around the room, seeing nothing in her favour but the look of Ron and his anger at his brothers for speaking to their mother in such a way. Even Ginny, though silent, looking undignified at her and her words to Hermione. The others looked even worse, like Bill and Arthur who were basically demanding her with silent gazes to do as the twins had said, while the Black mothers, Narcissa and Andromeda were both brazenly open with their disgust as they screeched at her like the twins had to apologise, and to do so fast. They were sick that a mother would say such a thing to another witch even as the twins had pointed out, Molly was willing to let her own daughter do for the exact same reasons. Molly didn't have a chance to though, as Hermione let go of Harry's hand and moved in front of Molly.

"I don't care what you think about me, Molly. I don't care if you think I spread my legs for Harry because you know what, he is the only one I would for, and don't ever think I would do it for your rotten, slimy rat of a son." Hermione spoke right into her face, unrelenting as she continued.

"But don't ever think I am a dumb little stupid witch, or I will show you how I'm not, understand?" Hermione asked aggressively innocently as Molly nodded her head. Hermione give that innocent smile. See, a sweet, smart, and forgiving girl like we all kno- hold that thought.

Harry POV:

I could have creased in laughter and became stuck on the floor as I watched Hermione, moments after telling Molly to not tell call her a dumb little witch as she smiled and turned away a little slowly. I had seen this before, just with a different person and if he hasn't run out of the room already, would have loved to see how it would done to him as Hermione flexed her hand and make a fist. As the Deja-vu set in, with the difference being a different victim and Ron giving a shout in warning as he recognised the scene too. We all stood and watched as Hermione turned back round from walking away from Molly, launching her wicked right hood as she once had to Draco three years ago, the scene was beautiful just as it was like with Draco. Molly stumbled back as she clenched her eyes shut and grasped her now bleeding and broken nose. She moved backwards while Hermione unclenched her fist, shaking it out with a smirk before moving back to me.

'Damn, why did I think she needed me to say something?' I thought as she slipped her hand back into mine, before giving her a kiss on the cheek telling her how awesome she is. She looked a little buzzed from the compliment, I hope it was enough to stop her nerves and insecurities claiming any doubt she might have had. I looked over to Ron, holding his mother as he tried to stop the bleeding to her nose the same way she had done for him. The twins were laughing at their mother openly, joined by Bill and Tonks while Arthur and Remus stood watching Molly with shame. Narcissa and Andromeda came over to Hermione, telling her what an amazing young witch she was, with talent that wasn't just limited to magic. Smiling back at them, Hermione looked glad for their support as the three of them and me, glared at Molly who refused to even look over to Hermione anymore when her broken nose stopped bleeding.

The room then soon started emptying, the Weasley's deciding enough was enough as they nodded to me and me giving one back, each sending a look to a different person of their family. Arthur looking at Ginny with a disappointed look, Bill looking at his mother sadly as she bled while she looked back at him and the twins staring with a revengeful look on their faces to Ron, the brother they agreed with Harry was a rat. Turing and leaving, they left Ron to his new life without a family or House, Ginny and her mother to their respective punishments and went to tell Charlie and Percy the news in a family meeting.

Ron the Rat led his mother, Molly the wandering witch out from the meeting round with their faces mashed and clothes stained with blood while sending glares all over the room starting with his leaving family to me, then Remus and the Black sisters before stopping on Hermione. I wasn't going to let anything more be said however, as I sent a quick and wordless curse to seal his lips shut and burn his tongue. He looked at me as he felt the effects taking place, the scream trapped in his throat he nearly ran from the room with Molly behind him, Rita scribbling her notes messily and snapping a picture mother and son leaving. The goblin guards intercepting them, before they could leave as they were directed to be separated as Molly would start her punishment in the Goblin Mines.

Remus and Tonks then followed, going to get his new vault key together as they left Andromeda with her sister for now, Moony telling me he would be in contact about all of this soon, just after getting a new wardrobe. 'Least Sirius is glad at this.' I thought as I hugged him goodbye. That left me in a room full of me, five women and two goblins. Is there a joke in there somewhere?

Rita, deciding now was the time to approach me, came up delivering her joy to me of such an event like this. Thanking me again she told me how much she had to write and do, along with the raise she was likely to get from the galleons to be raked in from this. I grinned as did the goblins with me, Ragnok and Skullsmasher at the mention of gold, while they continued shifting paperwork to set up for the next meeting with the Greengrasses'. Rita continued, telling me Amelia had left me the message to be in touch soon regarding Dumbledore, then asked me a few questions like how I felt about the manipulations from Dumbledore, the betrayal of Ronald and the theft and abuse I had suffered from Dumbledore. She then moved on, asking for a specific quote I could give, as a headliner and after giving her one she moved over to Andromeda and Narcissa. The sisters freezing their demeanour back to their natural famous Black ice expressions as they answered some questions from Rita. Their training made them unapproachable but still Rita tried, seeing they were likely to not give much see soon left with what she could get and already have.

I moved Hermione with me, over to the sisters as they watched us approach. Making sure they knew they had nothing to fear from me I let them know they could move into the Black properties if they wished like the Manor or Grimmauld Place if they wished and that they could come to me if they needed anything. Both accepted gratefully and left after I promised I would talk to them soon and explain everything in more detail, asking them to take Ginny with them and explain as best they could, however they wanted, what it meant to be my Black concubine.

Me and Hermione walked up to the desk, our hands connecting us as we felt each other's warmth, the magic between us buzzing for a second as I looked at her. She was beautiful, even after an incredibly long meeting like that. We sat down, refusing to let our hands stop holding as we looked to Ragnok.

"Well, that went much better than we could have expected, as often the case with unexpected variables. I am glad it is just your Lordships that slipped out in the meeting Harry, hopefully it went well enough for the coming days. Now how about a small break before the meeting with the Greengrass House and organise your betrothal to Daphne, yes?" Ragnok looked between the two of us. While I nodded and Hermione answered, I thought of taking Hermione for a lunch date as an early celebration with how good the meeting went.

"Thank you, Ragnok and you Skullsmasher, I believe that went brilliantly, other than the remarks from Molly and Draco refusing to become part of the Black House." Hermione offered, the thought for room to ponder on as my mind ate the idea like food of Draco and what his plans may be or have become from this. 'I would have to ask Narcissa, at another time.' I thought, agreeing with Hermione as we rose, and I shook hands with the two goblins.

"I believe our gold really has flown today, my good friends." I told them as we turned to leave the room to find the Bank Hall and its exit. The smile ruefully stuck in place as the goblins grinned back at me and Hermione squeezed my hand.

"I believe our enemies blood has also flown openly today." The Chief replied in kind to me, his eyes showing the enjoyment at the outrage he had caused today. He was eager like me to read how Rita would weave this into a story, worthy of the attention it should bring.

A/N: Like I said this is not professional work and I know it, but that doesn't mean I'm not proud of something like this, being the largest and hardest chapter, I have written so far. Thank you and I hope you enjoyed it, please review.