Chapter Summary: Mrs. Grace only came here to pay a galleon to keep things quite she couldn't help herself into digging a little deeper about Harry Potter. After all, Hufflepuffs were known to be good finders she just happened to find something to do with a certain Godfather.

Note: Ms. Dragon Reader would like to say she is now going to write her notes in third person after finding another account which had done so and she thought it was a really cool way to do and had decided to do so as well. Sadly, Ms. Dragon Reader was not taking notes at the time and there for cannot give proper credits to the brilliant mind whom had wrote their profile page in a third person way. In saying so, Ms. Dragon Reader is still shock about the amount of emails which come in every time someone favs, follows and reviews a story on this site she is very happy to see the amount of support but also very baffled. So, your next task if chose to do is write about why you like this story.

There's a dog oc.

There's an old lady oc.

The idea of a smart Harry or Hufflepuff witch, is Mrs. Grace.

A happy childhood.

Personally, for Ms. Dragon Reader it was the idea of a happy childhood for Harry which has caused her to write about this story to start with. Ms. Dragon Reader would also like to say this chapter had gone through some rewrites because she was not very happy with the last draft. She would also like to point out that one reviewer has brought up a very good point and you may have seen the change already in the form of tags. Which is there is no banishing. Ms. Dragon Reader is not a fan of those sorts of stories she understands that everybody has their flaws and so do the characters of Harry Potter have their own. Mrs. Grace will see these flaws in these people and at best will use them against them to repel them away from herself or from Harry or at worst cause them to lose their jobs in later chapters.

Ms. Dragon reader would also like to add that she does not remember a goblin being mentioned in being head of a vault at Gringotts, but for the sake of this story let's all pretended Griphook is the goblin in charge of the Potter vault. One last thing you may have noticed a change in usernames this is because Ms. Dragon Reader was not very happy with her last name. There for has changed it from Dragon Reader 98 to Ms. Dragon Reader because it sounds much better.

'Why is Hufflepuff picked on so much? Badges are known to rip snake heads off and eat them.' -Dragon Reader

Mrs. Grace finds herself shaking her head. She had visit Gringotts and instead of just paying a gallon over to keep things hushed she decided to dig through a couple of things and was able to speak to a goblin in charge of the Potter vault. Finding some very odd things indeed that really didn't at all make sense.

'Are you saying that Sirius Black is the one that handed Mr. and Mrs. Potter over to Voldemort?'

The goblin flinched at the name and little Harry. Had been asleep throughout the whole meeting and the walk to the banked only to open his eyes at the name of Sirius Black.

'He who must not be name.'

'No, Master Griphook. I am not going call some man He Who Must Not Be Named because it's far too long. Here let's simple things, if I can't call him Voldemort because even Gryffindor seems to flinch at the mention of his name. Let's call him Tom.'

She smiled she didn't know much about the world of Harry Potter that the books had to offer most of it was from her own experience that was true, but she did know some major key factors. Like how Voldemort name was really Tom James. Wait, that can't be right. Tom Major? No. Tom Jacob.

'Oh, my old memory,' she cursed little Harry giggled with delight. Seeming to find something funny about her being worked up over a name. 'I'm going to call him Tom Drake.'

'You are going to call one of the wizarding worlds darkest wizards Tom Drake?' Master Griphook asked shock and serious all in one by the judge of his face. Harry laughed.

If only Clover didn't have to wait outside of the building the dog would have wag her tail at the young Harry laugh.

'Yes. Because it's better than calling him He Who Must Not Be Named.'

'If it wasn't for the fact that you were an Auror in your younger days Mrs. Grace I would be very worried about your life. Since, I'm sure He.'

'Tom,' she corrected.

'Tom,' Griphook said. 'Would know doubt haunt you just because you insulted him.'

'I would have called him the Dark Lord, but when I say that wizards and witches think I'm one of his followers. When really, it's just easy on the tongue. Now, moving on Master Griphook the Goblins had pointed me to you because you were the one in head of the Potter vault and as we were talking about young Harry life. You decided to tell me that Sirius Black is the man responsible for the downfall of the Potter falls.'

'Yes, he appeared to have been.'

'Master Griphook,' she cut him off. 'I don't really fancy in knowing a simple gossip. I want facts. Has Mr. Black have a fair trial for his crime.'

'Pad.' Harry screamed with joy. 'Uncle Padfoot.'

Wait was a Black Harry Potter Godfather and Uncle? Black, oh dear will didn't that turned out to be a twist of events the most known dark family in magical Britain turned out to be the Godfather of the Golden child.

'Is Sirius Black your Uncle Padfoot Harry?' she asked.

The baby had tears in his green eyes and wanted to get out of her arms almost to show her that he wanted to see his Godfather now. She hummed to him and rock him in her arms to try and relax him.

'It's alright Harry. You see him one day.'

'Uncle Pad. Papa, mama.' Little Harry said between sniffers. 'Uncle Moony.'

'Hush little child,' she sang. 'Don't you cry. Everything will be alright. I know the darkness has surround you and your lost and alone, but feel my love that is pure for you and use it as your light. Feel my love that is pure for you and use it as your light. The light will lead you on a path of white and send you back to me. It's here in my arms where I hug you tight and tell you that everything will be alright. Everything will be alright.'

A lullaby her mother in this life used to sing to her when she was little and it seemed to have worked for little Harry as well. She dried his tears with a soft touch of her finger and went back to the conversation.

'Master Griphook,' she said. 'I want Mr. Black to be given a say for his case right away. Before any other Death Eater is given a chance to speak up.'

'Yes, I agree with you on their Mrs. Grace for that reason I will owl than a letter about the case. In saying so, if Mr. Black is proven not guilty you are aware what that means.'

'You told me earlier when I asked you who was meant to look after Harry in the downfall of his parents. And, you already know that my intention is pure. If it means Harry gets a normal childhood than I will be more than happy in allowing Mr. Black to take his position as Godfather. But, there's always a butt. I would like to inform you of one last thing.'

She passed over the letter that the Headmaster had wrote, Master Griphook opened it after she explained to him that it was for Harry Aunt and Uncle.

'Interesting. Albus Dumbledore had booked in a meeting with me today to do with Harry magical guardian.'

'My question is why?' Mrs. Grace asked. 'I'm sure he means well, but I do not think he should know about any of this. Including Mr. Black case. You know what people are like around him they either think the man is nuts or they think he's some sort of God. Any word he says at that case could be either used to help Mr. Black or only cause harm.'

'Yes, another point I agree with you Mrs. Grace. Very well. I will see to it personally about the trial and until than will you be alright looking after my client?'

'Mr. Potter?' she asked. Looking down at the sleeping child in her arms whom stilled mumbled about his parents. 'Yes, I will look after him. Also, another thing I would like to add. I do not want anyone to know that I am currently taking care of Mr. Potter. If Mr. Black is free tell him an owl about his Godson whereabouts will be sent to him.'

'Off course Mrs. Grace.'

'Thank you Master Griphook. Now, I'm sure there's paper work for me to sign?'

After reading the contact because really, she learned that she had to with goblins after last time losing galleons to one before. She signed her named, thanked the goblin for his time and walked away with little Harry in her arms. Clover was delighted to see her as she waited outside and had to check on the baby that was sleeping. She was about to leave Diagon Alley behind her.

'Clover let's book a room for old time shake.'

Clover barked happily as she went up to Tom in the Leaky Cauldron.

'Afternoon Mrs. Grace,' he greeted.

'Good afternoon. Is there a room left big enough for one adult, a child and a doberman?'

'How many nights?'

'At least three weeks.'

'Yeah, there's one left. Why you staying Mrs. Grace if you don't mind me asking?'

'A great place to catch up.'

Was all she said as she and Clover were led up to her new room. She would no-doubt have to pick up some things from home for both Clover and little Harry, but Mrs. Grace didn't mind she be staying here for three weeks just to keep an eye on Sirius Black.