"You don't seem to like Albus much." Moody observed.
"He sent us on a wild goose chase!" Ron huffed, "That memory of the horcruxes is all he left Harry with! He didn't even tell us how to kill them! The only clue he left us was in his will that we didn't get until months later. He left Harry a sword but said nothing about what to do with it. It was only later we found out that basilisk venom is one of the few things that can kill a horcrux, we knew the sword was coated in it. All he ever gives are half-truths and riddles. Many people die because of him."
"You can't deny the truth in that." Kingsley observed, "You've ranted about the same thing often enough."
"So why you? Why not some auror?" Moody asked, "What is it that Albus sees in you?"
"He heard a prophecy." Harry huffed, "It basically says a boy born at the end of July will be marked by him and have power to destroy him and one must kill the other. It doesn't matter if I believe in the prophecy or not, Volde will keep coming at me until one of us die."
"All nice and tidy." Moody shook his head before demanding, "What are the other horcruxes and where are they all?"
"Are you going to help?" Harry asked stopping Ron from saying anything, "Are you willing to listen when I tell you not to do one thing or another? Or are you going to ignore us and go to Dumbledore? I can't have you doing that so I want an unbreakable vow."
Moody groused for a moment and stomped his stump in aggravation, "You don't know what you're asking."
"I do." Harry argued back, "This is my life on the line and I'm not about to let someone screw it all up again. If we can do this right, we can stop Voldemort from ever coming back by Christmas this year, possibly sooner."
"This year you say?" Kingsley looked concerned, "How do you propose we do that?"
"We gather all the horcruxes and wait. This year he's going to try something and if we've got them all then we can trap his spirit and destroy the horcruxes. Then the last part isn't anchored and he can go away." Harry explained, "But I want proof that he's gone that's why I want to wait."
"How about destroy all but one?" Ron suggested, "It keeps him anchored and we only have one thing left before he's done. That way he gets to practice removing them from important things."
"I agree." Kingsley nodded, "I'll vow to follow your instructions as long as you listen to reasonable arguments and explain your actions."
"Ok, Moody?" Harry turned to the older auror.
"Alright." He huffed, "But don't try to get us to do anything illegal."
"I think we can do that." Harry grinned, "Provided you can get a horcrux from a Gringotts vault without breaking in."
"Merlin." Kingsley sighed.
Vows were completed and Harry sat down with the two aurors, "Voldemort planned to make a seven-piece soul. He made his diary, a locket, a cup, a diadem, and a ring before he came after me. He was going to make the last piece with my death. Instead he accidentally made me one. His soul was already so decimated a piece just fell off when the killing curse rebounded."
"Can you describe them?" Moody began.
"Easily, do you have a copy of Hogwarts a history?" he asked.
"Yes why?" Moody asked as he summoned the book.
Harry flipped it open and found the section that talked about relics belonging to them, "This is Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's cup and Ravenclaw's diadem. The locket is in the Black house in London. The cup is in Belletrix Lestrange's vault in Gringotts and the diadem is in the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts."
"Merlin." George turned to his brother, "That's why you guys broke into Gringotts and stole a dragon."
"Yep." Ron chuckled at the three looks of astonishment.
"The diary is a small black book with the name T. M. Riddle, Voldemort's birth name, inscribed on the back, it can be found in Malfoy manor." Harry explained, "The ring is the one that got Dumbledore killed and it's in the Gaunt shack in Little Hagleton. Though that sounds easy, the house and grounds are coated in so much dark magic you'll have to watch every step. The diadem will be the easiest to get."
"So Black, Malfoy and Lestrange were all trusted enough to hold valuable items for him." Moody nodded, "Sounds about right for the top three death eaters."
"Uh oh." Ron prepared for the explosion but it didn't come.
"Not Sirius Black." Harry knew what Ron expected but Sirius was alive he wasn't protecting a dead man. He could get the man free, "Regulas Black was the only death eater and he actually stole the locket from Voldemort and asked his elf to destroy it."
"Where is Regulas Black?" Moody asked.
"Dead." Harry explained, "He sacrificed his life to get the horcrux. He thought it was the only one. Sirius is actually innocent. He never received a trial."
"Yes, he did." Moody argued, "I was in the hospital when Crouch told me about it. Said Sirius confessed everything."
"You were lied to." Harry told him, "Go check for trial transcripts."
"I'll be back." Kingsley left to do just that.
"Once you take us home, we'll give you the real culprit." Ron grinned.
"Why not now?" Moody asked.
"He's hiding at the Burrow." Ron hedged, "He's a rat animagus."
"Scabbers?" George looked alarmed, "I thought he died."
"No, just escaped." Harry huffed, "I want to wait and bring him to Hogwarts and turn him over once Voldemort is truly dead."
"Why not now?" Moody asked exasperated.
"The rat escaped in our time and helped Voldemort get a body back at the end of my fourth year." Harry explained, "We may need him as a backup plan to do it again if we miss Voldemort. By the way where is Delores Umbridge?"
"She's Fudge's junior undersecretary." Moody answered, "Nasty bit of work but nothing too big."
"In my seventh year she liked to use blood quills on students in detentions." George shook his head, "She's is going to gain power as she suggests tougher and tougher laws on creatures, half-breeds and muggleborns. She loathes Harry. He had scars from the blood quill to prove it."
"She also wrote and managed a muggleborn registration act that accused them of stealing magic." Ron added, "Killed and maimed a lot of people. That was after Voldemort took over the ministry during our seventh year."
"I'll see what I can do." Moody nodded as Kingsley returned.
"No trial transcripts." Kingsley was frowning.
"An innocent man sits in Azkaban." Moody shook his head, "Does Dumbledore know that?"
"I don't know for sure but I think he does." Harry hedged, "How many people can perform the fidelous charm?"
"Not many." Kingsley admitted.
"James couldn't have." Moody agreed, "Dumbledore, Flitwick and possibly your mother. But I don't know about her."
"It's my belief that Dumbledore performed it and knows who the keeper is." Harry explained, "He let them put Sirius into Azkaban to keep him from taking me from my relatives. When Sirius escaped Dumbledore kept him locked up in his mother's old house instead of going and getting him a trial."
"Sirius let him keep him locked up even knowing he performed the Fidelous charm?" Kingsley was skeptical.
"Sirius isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer after years in Azkaban." Harry admitted, "He would have believed even the lamest of excuses. It's like he has a block keeping his brain from completely engaging."
"Yes, he knows Black." Moody agreed with a shake of his head.
"Hey!" Ron sat up straight, "Can you check Harry for blocks on his magic? He was sent to live with muggles. I know the ministry will put blocks on muggleborns that have a lot of accidental magic to help keep the incidents down."
"How do you know that?" Moody growled.
"I finished auror training before we came back in time." Ron waved him off, "Check him."
"Ron no one took any blocks off last time." Harry shook his head, "I don't think there is anything there."
"One way to find out." He insisted.
"Why would it matter?" George asked.
"Harry got a big boost of power after the battle." Ron pointed out, "We thought that all of it was being taken to keep the horcrux in check. However, if he had a block that broke at the same time, that could explain part of it."
Kingsley raised his wand, "May I?"
"Go ahead." Harry agreed.
"You do have one." Kingsley nodded, "I think we need to visit the goblins. They're the experts."
"Alright how about this." Moody got down to business, "I'm going to take these two home, and put a tracking spell on that rat. Kingsley will take Harry and go to the goblins and get the block removed."
"Where do I go after that?" Harry asked, "I do not want to be sent back to the Dursleys."
"Say it Harry." Ron encouraged.
"Not quite yet." Moody stopped them, "As soon as the wards are down Albus will know. You want to keep him off your scent, you should keep it on until the last minute."
"Break them September first then." Harry agreed to that, "But where can I stay? I don't think the Burrow is a good idea. Molly may tell Dumbledore she believes everything he says."
"How about Tonks." Ron suggested, he agreed with Harry's assessment of his mother, "She is your cousin after all."
"That's an excellent idea." Harry grinned he had always respected the pink haired auror not to mention she had made him godfather to her son. He also respected Andromeda quite a lot.
"Ted and Andromeda?" Moody asked.
"And little Nymphadora." George grinned.
"Definitely someone I want in my corner." Harry agreed.
"Right, so Gringotts first." Kingsley agreed and Moody nodded along, "Then to the Tonks to ask if they'll mind keeping track of you for a month or so."
"Yes." Harry turned and pulled Ron into a hug, "Be careful. Don't let the rat get to you."
"What about Ginny?" George asked as he gave Harry a hug next.
"Discourage her." Harry shivered in revulsion.
He didn't want to do that again. After the battle she had refused to speak to him for weeks. Then with Hermione's death she'd screamed and yelled at him and hit him with a bat bogey hex and a few other decidedly nasty curses. He was sure she wasn't the person for him. He'd been yelled at and abused enough to last a life time. He didn't need a girlfriend, or worse a wife, to do the same every time she got angry. Ron and George had agreed with his decision; however, Molly had still been trying to get them back together. The groups separated, Kingsley and Harry took the floo to the Leaky Cauldron. They slipped out the back and into the shopping district with no problem. Harry jogged alongside Kingsley as they made their way to the bank.
Just as they were ready to enter Kingsley stopped him, "You don't have your key, do you?"
"No Dumbledore has it." Harry bit his lip, "They'll want to do a blood test won't they."
"Any problem with that?" he asked.
"Will it give them a health history?" Harry hesitated.
"No just a short family tree." Kingsley offered.
"Possible problem." Harry shrugged, "Not for you or the project, just for me."
The shock he had gotten when he'd been forced to do the blood test in his time had been very large. However, this time part of his power was blocked so he didn't know if it would all show up.
"Are you ready?" Kingsley asked.
"Let's go." Harry nodded and entered the bank when the door was held open.
Kingsley led the way up to the goblin, "Good morning, we need to see a ritual specialist about blocks and most likely a bloodline test."
"Wait over there." The goblin indicated an area with seats.
"Thank you." Harry said to the goblin, "May your gold flow."
"And yours." The goblin had looked over the desk and down at him at his words.
Harry smiled and waved up at the goblin before leading Kingsley over to the waiting area. He'd been here before but last time it was a much more nerve-wracking wait. It had been his first time in the bank after he'd robbed the place. That was the time he'd been really shocked at what the blood test had told them. He really wondered what was going to happen now.
"This way." Another goblin approached them a little while later.
"Thank you." Harry told him as he left them in an empty office.
The goblin was gone before he could finish his farewell. He shrugged and stood in front of the seat the same as Kingsley. They were left that way for several minutes before a goblin entered.
"Be seated." He instructed, "I am Bogrot, how may Gringotts be of service to you today?"
"My young charge has a block on his magic." Kingsley explained, "We'd like it removed before he goes to Hogwarts this year."
"When was it put on?" Bogrot asked, "And by whom?"
"We aren't sure." Kingsley answered, "We assume it's been about ten years though. He was muggle raised by extended family. We assume it was done before he was left at their home."
"Why not bring him sooner?" the goblin was looking Harry over.
"We just learned of them today, less than an hour ago." Kingsley offered, "He's being removed from their care."
Harry raised the sleeve of his shirt to show the bruising, "I don't like living there."
"I see." Bogrot nodded, "I assume you were raised by extended family because your own are deceased?"
"Yes sir." Harry answered promptly. Goblins hated to waste time.
"Your name?" Bogrot pulled a parchment from his desk drawer and was reaching for the ceremonial knife.
"Harry Potter." Harry answered quietly.
The goblin froze and looked up at the boy. Harry just kept his innocent expression on his face. It wasn't hard because he was wondering at the pause.
"Harry Potter?" the goblin asked after staring for a few moments and glancing at the auror.
"Yes sir." Harry lowered his head, "Sorry I'm a burden."
"Burden?" the goblin repeated dumbly.
"I'm a freak and a burden on my poor relatives." Harry explained, "I'll try not to burden you anymore."
"I thought you were with Dumbledore at Hogwarts." The goblin blurted out.
"Who?" Harry asked and looked to the auror with an innocent expression.
The auror knew he was lying but he also knew he had to. Still Harry didn't like doing it one bit and the man obviously knew that too. Kingsly kept his mouth firmly shut.
"Did your relatives get money for your care?" the goblin demanded.
"I don't think so." Harry shrugged, "They are always telling me I take the food from Dudley's mouth and that I should be grateful for what I get. I still don't understand why Dudley gets two bedrooms and I have to sleep in the cupboard under the stairs. Maybe it's because he's so big."
After another pause Bogrot finally got the ceremonial knife from his drawer and handed it to Kingsley, "I need seven drops of blood on this paper."
Harry held his hand out for Kingsley to poke. He didn't even flinch at the small pain. Seven drops fell and the goblin gave Kingsley permission to heal the hand.
As they waited for the paper to finish the Goblin turned to Kingsley, "Has he been to a healer yet?"
"Next stop." Kingsley explained, "I'm taking him to Andromeda Tonks. He'll be staying there the rest of the summer. They are his closest magical relatives."
"Are you okay with this?" He asked Harry.
"He said they're nice." Harry shrugged, "It couldn't be worse than what I've already got. No one would ever call the Dursleys nice."
Bogrot finally looked down at the paper and let out a Goblin expletives Harry had heard before, "Something wrong?"
"Not wrong per say." Bogrot looked up at Kinglsey, "You may want to look at this first."
Kingsley took the paper and nearly choked. Possible problem indeed, even so he doubted the boy was ready for this, "You are already considered an adult."
"Really?" Harry was a bit shocked by that.
"You are Lord Potter Peverell, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Slytherin, also heir apparent for the Black family. And the solely named beneficiary for another fifteen vaults of other minor, now extinct, families." Kingsley swallowed and glanced at Bogrot, "I thought Voldemort was Slytherin's heir."
"He doesn't have a body right now does he?" Bogrot pointed out, "Without a body you can't be an heir, no matter how alive you may be. This one defeated him so right of conquest. Not to mention he does have Black blood and they are the closest to the Slytherin line after the Gaunts."
"Are you aware of how he is alive?" Kingsley asked.
"Not the how, just that he is." Bogrot shrugged.
"He made horcruxes and we believe one is being stored here in one of your vaults." Kingsley made the decision to come clean, "Harry is one too."
Another goblin explanative escaped the goblin's mouth, "Do you know how to remove them?"
"I've seen a book on it." Kingsley admitted, "I've not performed the spell."
"Do you know the vault?" Bogrot asked.
"Bellatrix Lestrange." He admitted, "It's the cup that once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff."
"Hufflepuff?" Harry asked innocently, "You said that one before, it's an odd name."
Bogrot shook his head, "He knows nothing of our world."
"Nothing." Kingsley agreed, "I believe Andromeda Tonks will be helpful with that as well."
"What's going to happen now?" Harry asked sounding a bit concerned.
"I can destroy the cup but I cannot give it to you." Bogrot explained, "It will cost you around one hundred galleons to have us deal with it."
"Can I afford that?" Harry asked.
"Yes." The goblin chuckled slightly at the concern.
"I'll be paying for it and I would like to be there to see it." Kingsley told the goblin, "I want to see the reaction, if there is one, from the horcrux. I want to know what to expect for later, we know there are several. May I come back after placing Harry?"
"Yes. Make it about four thirty." Bogrot nodded, "I'll mark the rest of my day to you. I think we will need it. Bring your book along if you can."
"What about my block?" Harry brought them back so they wouldn't forget.
"That will be ten galleons." Bogrot nodded, "I'll take it from your vault later. For now, we'll be canceling all keys to all vaults and providing you with one to your trust vault. An audit will begin on all of your vaults to see what has been happening."
"Can I invest some?" Harry asked, "I heard on the tele that investing makes you lots of money. I want to make sure I have enough to make it through school."
"Do you have any idea what you want to invest in?" Bogrot was amused with the boy.
"I assumed you'd know what to do." Harry made sure he looked a bit wide eyed at the goblin, "I'm just a kid spouting buzz words I've heard."
"Standard fee for Goblin investment strategy is forty percent." Bogrot grinned toothily.
"Five." Harry started low with narrowed eyes, in his previous time they'd asked for twenty and he couldn't get them to budge.
"Ha." Bogrot laughed a bit, "You drive a hard bargain, we'll do it for ten."
"That sounds good." Harry grinned they must like him this time. Of course, a robbery will make people, or rather goblins, a tad angry.
"Now for the block." Bogrot stood, "We'll need some help with this."