A/N Thank you all for the reviews.
Harry Potter, is not mine this is a story from a fan.

C40 ? Just love children that much 2.

Amelia let out a curse as she watched the boat drift away from her. She wondered why she kept missing the people she wanted to meet. something told her that these peoples were the connection she needed but could not figure out how or why. As she shrugged her shoulders she went to the top floor to visite Sirius by herself.

While she walked down the row of cells she ignored the others that were on the block and went straight to the one cell she had to be. As she came to the cell she took a good look and saw Sirius sitting in the corner.

"Hi there, I knew you were coming today," he said as he kept on looking at the wall in front of him. I'm innocent, never had a trial and the real criminal is Peter Pettigrew. The proof is that I'm the godfather of Harry James Potter and my godfatherly oath keeps me from doing him any harm. I could have hurt Lilly but never James because I'm also his blood brother. By being the blood brother of James it makes Harry partly my son. Now, because I have been in Azkaban for over five years I will never get the custody of Harry. It is also something I wouldn't want because even if you can get me out I will need a mind healer for several years just to see how much damage this stay has done to me. I'm looking at a lot of nightmares and a lot of sleepless nights".

Amelia just stood there as she gaped at him. She went over to the chair that was standing next to the cell and sat down. "Siri, you know that I'm supposed to ask you a question first before you give me any answers".

Sirius looked up and smirked at her. "Yes, But I also know that you hate it when you don't have the control over the things I do. And after six years I think I had the right to pull a little prank".

"Smart ass".

"I still love you 2 amy".

It was then that Amelia broke down and started to cry as she said, "I'm so sorry Siri, really I'am".

*#*

Back to the end c38.

"Please, Miss" a Goblin interrupted her as he touched her elbow. Let the children play, it's not often a Wizard cub is allowed to play with a goblin, like an equal".

Andrea raised her eyebrow at the words but didn't say a thing at first. Her eyes suddenly became very big as she said. "Are you fucking kidding me".

The Goblin guards raised their axes when they heard Andrea raising her voice to their leader.

"I'm sorry for my outburst but are you really serious, do those stuck up Pureblooded asses thing so less of you, that's crazy" Andrea ranted.

The guards were starting to walk towards her as they raised their axes high above their heads and only stopped when Bogrod raised his hand. Bogrod tilted his head a little to the left. "Aren't you a witch and isn't that your son".

The eyes of Andrea went lovingly over to Harry. "No, I'm not a witch, I'm a squib. That boy over there isn't my son but I would love him to be".

Bogrod tilted his head a little further and took a good look. "May I introduce myself. I,m Lord Bogrod".

Andrea slapped her hand to her face as she slumped down to one knee and bowed deeply. "I'm sorry my Lord, I didn't mean any disrespect but I don't come here often enough to know what you look like".

"Please stand up. It is really refreshing for someone to treat us like a normal person. The only wizarding family who do that are the Longbottoms, Bones, McGonagall and especially the Potters. for the others of them, were are nothing but the dirt beneath their feet".

Andrea turned white as he called out the names. Her knees buckled and she fainted at the spot.

*#*

Harry was sitting at the little table when Andrea fainted. he turned his little head when he heard her gasp just before she fell down. He rushed over to her. "Mum, Mum, Mum wake up Mum as little tears were building in his eyes".

Bogrod laid a hand on his little shoulder. "Come boy". and he saw Harry duck away in fear. He frowned and tried again. "Come Harry" and this time Harry kept looking at him. Bogrod made a mental note that he shouldn't use the word boy in his presence. "Come, Harry, it will all e fine, we will take good care of her".

It was not long after that that she woke up in a room whit a white ceiling. To her left was a little boy who by the looks of it had been crying non-stop. She reached out and patted the black unruly set of hair he had on his head. "It's okay Harry, I'm here". She wanted to say that she wasn't going away but realized that it was a promise she could not keep. She took him into a hug and held him until he had calmed down completely.

Bogrod who had been sitting on the other side of her bed cleared his throat. "Harry, everything will be fine, why don't you and Griphook ride one of the training tracks".

"Yes, Harry lets go" Griphook screamed.

Harry looked at Andrea who nodded. "You go, Harry, I will be fine but listen to Griphook".

"And Griphook, you listen to ironclaw" Bogrod called after his son.

*#*

As the two kids rushed out of the room, Bogrod turned back to Andrea. His eyes turn hard and his tone was harsh. "He isn't your son, is he your ward".

Andrea didn't know what to say and looked at the door the kids went through. In her mind Harry had already became her ward, in her heart he was her son. "He is none of them, but yes, for now, I'm the one who is taking care of him".

The sharpness in the voice of Bogrod disappeared but his eyes remained hard. "That boy is our biggest client and the only kid who ever played with a goblin. His body tells us enough. So do you know about his treatment and what are you doing about it"?

Andrea swallowed and had to think hard about what she would say. She had learned from her mother that Goblins were a proud race that were worriers first and bankers later. Her mother had also told her that there was nothing more sacred to them than children and their wellbeing. They had taken care of her when her father and mother had punished her inside the bank because she had been a disgrace to them for being a squib. But it was the Goblins who took care of her that day and brought her to Her aunt Dorea. "Potter, I'm the niece of Dorea Potter. Harry is not my ward but I want him to be".

Bogrod nodded "And the boy".

Andrea looked at the door again "he is her grandson, and don't call him boy, he doesn't like it". Andrea told him sharply,

Never seeing the faintest smile Bogrod had as he heard how she snapped at him.

It was now that Andere told Bogrod all about Harry and how she had found out about him. About her mother and the Black Family.

Bogrod listened and listened as Andrea went on. "Come let us join our kids. We could use some laughfs. After that, I think I can help you if and when needed". Bogrod told her as he laughed all his teeth wide like he was making himself ready for battle.

A:N this was it again for this time see you all next time.

Gr. Winmau