Later that day Harry, Ron, Tracey and Hermione were talking to each other.
"Think he'll help us?" Hermione asked.
"I hope so. Mr. Olivander won't be that hard. Griphook will be hard though." Harry said.
"We'll think of something. Even if it takes money." Tracey said.
They all nodded and then Harry headed to Bill.
"We need to talk to the goblin." he said.
So Bill took them to the goblin and then left.
"How are you?" Tracey said.
"Alive." Griphook said.
"You probably don't remember-" Harry started but was cut off.
"That I showed you to your vault when you two were eleven? Even goblins know about you Harry Potter." he said.
Then he looked at the sword.
"How did you come by the sword?" Giphook asked.
"It's complicated. Why did Bellatrix Lestrange think that it should be in her vault at Gringotts?" Harry said.
"It's complicated." Tracey said.
"The sword presented itself to us, in moment of need." Hermione said.
"We didn't steal it." Ron said.
"There is a sword in Madam Lestrange's vault identical to this one. But it is a fake. It was placed there this past summer.
And she never suspected it was a fake. The replica is very convincing. Only a goblin would recognize that this is the true Sword of Gryffindor." Griphook said.
"Who is the acquaintance?" Hermione asked.
"A Hogwarts Professor. As I understand that he's now Headmaster."
"Snape." Ron said.
"He put a fake sword in Bellatrix's vault."
"Why?" Ron asked.
"There are more than a fewcurious things in the vaults at Gringotts."
"And in Madam Lestrange's vault as well?" Tracey asked.
"Perhaps."
"We need to break into a Gringotts vault." Harry said.
"It is impossible." Griphook said.
"Alone yes, with you, no." Tracey said.
"And what will I get in return if I were to help you?"
"We have gold. Lots of it." Tracey said.
'Dad would kill us but whatever it takes he'd understand.' Tracey said to Harry.
'Yeah, if he lives this war. Whatever it takes to end this war.' Harry said.
"I'm not interested in gold." he said.
"Then what?" Harry asked wincing.
His scar had been hurting for a while and he fought his hand from rubbing it. He keeps his mind locked full time now. At school and at home.
"That." Griphook pointed to the sward. "That is my prize."
When they left they shut the door and looked at each other while Fleur was in Mr. Olivander's room.
"You think there's a Horcrux in the Lestrange vault?" Ron asked.
"Yes, we all know that she's one of Tom's favorite and best followers. So who else would he trust enough to put one in?" Harry said.
"And she was scared that we had been in there. She kept asking you what you'd taken." Tracey said.
"Another piece of his soul. Let's find it, kill it, and we are one step closer to killing him." Harry said.
"And what happens when we find it, How're we supposed to destroy it, now you're giving the sword to Griphook?" Hermione asked.
"We're still working on that part." Tracey said.
"He's weak." Fleur said.
The three of them nodded and walked in.
"Mr. Ollivander I need to ask you a few questions." Harry said.
"Anything, m'boy. Anything!" he said.
Harry took out the wand and handed it to him.
"Would you mind identifying this wand? We need to know if it's safe to use." Tracey said.
"Uhh... Walnut Dragon Heartstring Unyie... Unyielding. This belonged to Bellatrix Lestrange. Treat it carefully." he said handing it back.
"And this?" Tracey said handing him the next one.
"Hawthorn. An unicorn hair. Reasonably pliant. This was the wand of Draco Malfoy."
"Was? Is it not still?" Harry said confused.
"Well, perhaps not. If one of you won it from him. I sense its allegiance has changed." Mr. Olivander said.
"You talk about wands, as if they have feelings... can think!" Tracey said.
"The wand chooses the wizard, Ms. Potter. That much has always been clear to those of us who've studied wandlore." he said.
"And, what do you know about the Deathly Hallows?" Hermione asked.
"It is rumored there are three. The Elder Wand, the Cloak of Invisibility, to hide you from your enemies... and the Resurrection Stone, to bring back loved ones from the dead. Together, they make one the Master of Death. But, few truly believe that such objects exist."
"Do you? Do you believe they exist, sir?" Hermione said.
"Well... I see no reasons to put stock into an old wives' tale."
"You're lying! You know one exists. You told him about it.
You told him about the Elder Wand... and where he could go looking for it." Harry said.
"How?"
"I just know." he said rubbing his scar without knowing.
"He tortured me... I only conveyed rumors. There's... There's no telling whether he will find it."
"He has found it, sir. We'll let you rest." Harry said.
They stood up and started to leave the room.
"He's after you, Mr. Potter. If it's true what you say, that he has the Elder Wand, I'm afraid, you really don't stand a chance."
"Well, I am supposed to kill him, before he finds me, then."