They followed Bogrot out of his office and down several halls before he opened a door and entered. Inside they found a small group of goblins. Bogrot approached them speaking in their language and got, what looked like, positive responses. Within a few moments Harry was on a table and several goblins were chanting over him. He felt something move inside him and suddenly he was inundated with magic. He took a few gasping breaths before he managed to quiet the magic down. That was far more than he'd gotten after the horcrux was removed. He'd never felt this much magic before.

"Are you alright?" Kingsley asked approaching him slowly.

"That was a rush." Harry grinned, "I can really feel my magic now. That was amazing."

"Let's go see Andromeda." Kingsley helped him from the table.

Harry stumbled a bit as he got up, he hadn't realized how unsteady he was. Kingsley caught him and helped him get steady before they left. They returned to the Leaky Cauldron and headed to the floo. A quick trip later and Harry found himself in another small pub with a few customers. Kingsley led him out the door and they began to walk.

"How much of that did you really know?" Kingsley asked.

"I knew I was heir to Potter, Peverell, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Slytherin and Black. I didn't know I was an adult and already a Lord nor did I know about the other minor vaults. They weren't happy with me after breaking in so I may have lost those vaults to do the repairs on the bank or something." Harry shrugged, "I'm going to have to talk to Ron because I just got a lot more power than I did when I died the first time. If I get another blast when this thing is removed, I'm not going to know what to do with myself."

"Join the crowd." Kingsley chuckled.

Harry laughed with him as they continued on. After a short walk they turned in at a modest home at the end of the lane. It was all on its own but not too far from the town. The front door opened before they reached it.

"Good afternoon Kingsley." Ted Tonks stood there grinning at the two of them, "What brings you here on this fine day?"

"I find myself in need of Andromeda's wand." Kingsley guided Harry through the door when Ted stepped back.

Harry found he was quite shy all the sudden as he hid behind Kingsley, he wondered if it was because this man had died last time. However, Moody hadn't affected him that way and he knew that man had died. He decided the difference was he knew Moody well and this man he did not having only met him the one time he crashed into their pond and almost attacked his wife. Andromeda was a different story. Harry had met her again after the battle as he was her grandson's godfather. He had developed a really good relationship with her in the year since the battle.

"What did you do to yourself this time?" Ted clapped Kingsley on the back.

"Not me this time, thank goodness, I don't think I could take another lecture." Kingsley grinned before it faded a bit, "I'm bringing my young friend. This one isn't quite on the up and up."

"Kidnapping?" Ted teased.

"Kid saving actually." He corrected pulling Harry's sleeve, "We suspect some bad abuse."

"Merlin." Ted gasped, "Let me go get her."

Harry shifted nervously while Ted left. Kingsley noticed his slight fidgeting, "Are you alright?"

"Just nervous." Harry explained, "There's a lot of stuff about to come out."

"True." Kingsley admitted freely.

Ted and Andromeda came back and Harry gasped when a pink haired teen followed them in.

"Watcher Kingsley." Nymphadora greeted.

"Nym…" he paused as her hair turned red, "Ms. Tonks."

"Close call there." She laughed at him, "Hi small fry I'm Ms. Tonks to you too."

Harry giggled and gave a slight bow of his head, "A pleasure Ms. Tonks and Ms. Tonks' parents."

"Nymphadora, you really need to stop that." Andromeda sighed, "Now let me see my patient. What's your name dear?"

"No names yet." Kingsley stopped her, "For now call him John. Ms. Tonks, I need you to leave. Ted too please."

"Alright." Ted steered his daughter out of the room and through the back door despite her light protests.

"Right, John." She nodded and sat on the couch, "Can you come here, I'm going to do some magic, have you seen any done before?"

"A bit." Harry walked over and stood in front of her.

She picked up the sleeve and saw the large bruise first. Then she began to wave her wand and asked Kingsley a question, "Can he tell me anything?"

"Anything you can get him to tell." Kingsley agreed, "You can trust her John."

"My parents are dead. I've been living with my relatives for as long as I can remember." Harry began, "I've been sleeping on a cot in the cupboard under the stairs. I cook and clean, do the laundry, mow the yard, tend to the flowers and wash the cars. I've been to school but I had to do worse than Dudley or I got in trouble."

"Who is Dudley?" she asked as she tapped a piece of parchment.

"My cousin, he's the same age as me." He answered, "I live with him and his parents, my aunt and uncle."

"Have they ever hit you?" she asked and at his sardonic look she added, "Hard enough to break a bone."

"Five times I think." He answered, "My aunt slammed my fingers in the car door and my fingers all looked weird. But they straighten up overnight."

"What did the healer say about it?" she asked.

"I've never seen a healer." Harry shook his head and continued, "Dudley broke my arm, it was bent weird and my uncle pulled it back. I think my uncle broke my ribs last year when he kicked me. Dudley jumped on my leg and it snapped but I don't know if it really broke. And then the wrist on the same hand as before swelled up really bad once but it may have been a bad sprain."

"What about right here." Andromeda touched a spot on his head.

"My aunt hit me with a really heavy pan once." He replied, "But I don't think she broke my skull."

"I have evidence of a fracture there." She sighed, "Kingsley, as a healer I demand that you arrest his relatives for abuse."

"It's not that easy." Kingsley sighed.

"This is malnourishment bordering on starvation." She hissed waving the parchment at him, "You heard what he's been going through."

"The problem isn't them." Harry got her attention, "It's me."

"You are not the problem dear." She smiled sweetly at him.

"Actually, he is." Kingsley explained, "Andromeda, meet Harry Potter."

She gasped in shock and then growled, "I told that old goat that he should bring you here. He said you had better protection there. You were away from your fame there. Does he know about this?"

"I don't know." Kingsley shook his head, "I can't explain how I ran across him as that pertains to another case. But I don't think Albus has checked up on him."

"Is that the same guy the Goblins were talking about?" Harry asked, "Because the only person at home who checks on me is Mrs. Figg. She babysits me once in a while and always asks me how things are going."

"Arabella Figg?" Andromeda asked and Harry shrugged because at this age before he hadn't known her name, "Does she have a bunch of Kneazels?"

"What's a Kneazel?" Harry asked.

"A large cat." She explained.

"Oh, yes she has lots of cats." Harry nodded, "Mr. Tibbles used to be her favorite but he tripped her last month and she broke her leg. Since then she isn't quite as fond of him."

"Andromeda, I need to leave him here." Kingsley interrupted their conversation, "I have other work I need to do. If Albus finds out this one is gone he could send him back for those same protections. We can't risk it. He may not survive if he does."

"That's fine." She agreed, "I have a lot of healing I need to do any way."

"I'll return soon John." Kingsley grinned down at him.

"I'll be fine." Harry waved him off, "Anything is better than going back."

"That's good to hear because some of the healing we have to do won't be pleasant." Andromeda smiled as Kingsley shuddered.

"I'm leaving." Kingsley turned and headed for the door, "Good luck John."

"Thanks." Harry called at the auror's back. Both of them knew he was thanking him for more than the good luck wish.

During the same time Moody was taking Ron and George back to the Burrow. The portkey had dropped them a short walk from the property. They had time for a bit of discussion before they were in view of the house.

"We don't have a cover story." Ron pulled them to a stop, "Do we know what was happening when we left?"

"The other twin said they were teaching you how to fly." Moody could see the auror in the kid, "He ran to the house to use the loo and came back to an empty orchard."

"Some ugly man grabbed us and apparated us away." Ron looked like he was ready to cry, "When we landed George kicked him in the leg and grabbed me and we ran. He nearly grabbed us again when something happened. It felt like we apparated again. Then we were in this dusty place and the man was gone."

"It was really scary." George added putting on what looked like a false bravado, "I did the first thing that came to mind and kicked him. He had dark hair and a really bad scar across his face. I don't remember his eyes. I thought he was going to get us, I looked back at him then he disappeared and we fell to the floor in that room. It happened really fast."

"How long have we been gone?" Ron asked.

"A few hours." Moody answered gruffly and pulled them along again, "It's a good story. Not too many details to remember. Stick with it you'll be fine."

"Is apparating to a strange place going to cause a fuss?" George asked.

"Nope, kids do weird stuff all the time." Ron waved him off, "A week ago we had a kid apparate to a toy store he'd never been to before."

Moody chuckled, "Will it be hard to find the rat?"

"Should be with Percy wherever he is." Ron shrugged, "I don't get him until the letters come out and Percy gets to be a prefect."

"I'd forgotten, we have to deal with Perfect Prefect Percy again." George groaned, "There's mum, Ron you're only eleven don't forget."

"I've got it mister thirteen-year-old." Ron whispered back.

"Crap that means puberty again." George huffed and muttered a few more obscenities before Molly arrived.

"Ronny, Georgy." She grabbed them both and hugged tightly, "Where did you find them?"

"Diagon Alley." Moody answered, Arthur was right behind her, "Some guy caught them off guard in the orchard and apparated them away. They ended up escaping and hiding in the backroom of an abandoned store. Kingsley and I found them, he's reporting in."

"I can't thank you enough Alister." Arthur also hugged the boys when he got them away from Molly.

The rest of the family spilled from the home including Percy with a rat in his hand and the older two behind him. Moody waited until the boy was very close before he shot the silent spell at the rat from under his arm. No one noticed the spell, not even the rat that was busy eating from the boy's hand.

"Can you stay for dinner?" Molly asked the old auror.

"Not today thanks." He waved them off, "I need to get back and finish the report."

"Thanks again Alister." Arthur pumped his hand before following as Molly herded the kids into the house.

"Dad, maybe we should add a few wards." Bill suggested and pulled their father away.

"George." Fred whispered, "I thought you were gone, I couldn't feel you."

"I know." George shuddered, "It was the worst feeling in the world. I've been feeling like I was missing a limb."

"We need to talk." Fred looked at him weirdly.

"I know." George gave him a half smile.

The twins didn't keep secrets from each other. It was impossible. Harry had known what their link was like and knew George would have to explain everything. George was just afraid of the reaction. But before they could talk it all out, they had to make it through dinner.

"That was excellent mum." Bill leaned back in his chair and patted his stomach, "Not even Egypt has better food."

"Hush." Molly turned red at the complement and placed the tart on the table, "I'm glad you enjoyed it dear."

"I have to agree mum." Charlie grinned at his brother, "This is right up there with Hogwart's food, far better than what the reserve will have I'm sure."

She shook her head but was so happy Ron and George were back she didn't even argue about their dangerous jobs far from home, "Ginny, its bath time after you finish your tart."

"Can you tell me a story after my bath?" she asked grinning, "A Harry Potter story."

"Fine." Molly grinned, "Go on with you."

"Mum." George started after Ginny was out of earshot, "You need to stop."

"What?" she asked completely puzzled.

"You've got her convinced she's going to grow up and marry Harry Potter." Charlie nodded at the stairs, "She's going to be at Hogwarts with him. Can you imagine the letdown she's going to get when he isn't the hero from your stories?"

"Or worse, what happens if he doesn't look at her twice?" Bill added, "What is she going to think of trying when she wants to get his attention."

"Besides he's only eleven. He won't even like girls yet." George added.

"They're still gross." Fred agreed.

"I think you're blowing it all out of proportion." Molly argued.

"If she tries to get close to him, she may accidently get a reputation that isn't proper." Percy stated imperiously, "Girls that hang on guys don't look good."

"How many other girls have heard the same stories?" Bill asked, "They'll all be in love with him for things he's never done. Charlie and I had enough rabid fan girls just from playing quidditch. I can't imagine what this kid is going to go through."

"You don't think that will happen, do you?" Molly hesitated.

"I think they're right." Arthur weighed in, "We've made the boy into something no one can hope to live up to. She's going to be disappointed when he doesn't measure up."

"But she knows they're just stories." Molly shook her head.

"I don't think she does." Ron finally spoke, "She really believes he's going to marry her. She practices writing her name as Ginny Potter."

"I think we'll both go have a talk with her." Arthur sighed with regret, "I've told her stories too we need to make sure she understands."

"I suppose you're right." Molly grimaced as they heard Ginny start the water for her bath.

They both headed up the stairs a little while later when they heard her leave the bathroom. Ron gave George a quick half smile before going back to his chess game against Bill. He began to think of the next few years as he played and after the third sigh Bill spoke up.

"What's wrong Ron?"

"What?" Ron looked up confused.

"What's on your mind?" Bill asked, "It seems like you're thinking pretty deeply and it's not about chess."

"You know I've been given Charlie's old wand?" he asked and after receiving a nod he gave a slight grimace, "It doesn't feel right. I'm afraid I won't be able to do magic very well with it. But mum and dad can't afford a new one."

"Well." Bill glanced at Charlie and got a nod, "Why don't Charlie and I give you galleons for an early Christmas present and you can buy a wand with it. This means you won't get a present from us at Christmas."

"Really?" Ron grinned hugely.

"Sure." Charlie agreed, "You'll have to work hard at school to show us how much you like it."

"Deal!" Ron agreed easily.

Bill and Charlie gave each other a high five. They all knew Ron was lazy in his school work at home. They hoped this incentive would help him do better at Hogwarts. Little did they know this Ron was going to blow them all away, except George who of course knew what would happen and Fred who suspected something was going to happen, but he'd find out later. After the talk with Ginny was done Molly and Arthur returned to the living room.

"How did it go?" Bill asked.

"You were right." Molly sighed, "I didn't realize she was so… convinced."

"I feel terrible." Arthur frowned, "She's absolutely devastated. I hate seeing her cry."

"She needs to get it out of her system." Percy didn't even look up from his book, "Better now than when she is at school, at least finding out here she won't embarrass herself or us now."

"Percy, have some sympathy for your sister." Molly huffed.

It was quiet for a while after that. Ron and Bill were still playing chess while Fred and George were listening quietly as Charlie whisper about the dragons he hoped to see at the reserve, they didn't want Molly to hear and stop him. Percy was in the corner still reading his book and petting Scabbers. It was quiet for nearly an hour before George and Ron yawned at the same time. It had been an exhausting day for them. Ron was actually really tired but George was doing better. He'd have enough time to catch Fred up if they went up to bed now.

"Off to bed you two." Molly caught the yawns, "You might as well go too Fred."

"Yes mum." Ron wobbled as he stood.

"I'll get him." Bill offered waving his father back to his seat.

Ron was already at the stairs when Bill caught up and stayed behind him making sure he wouldn't fall as he climbed to the top of the Burrow. Fred and George stopped off at their own room, shutting and locking the door after they entered.

"What's going on?" Fred asked immediately.

George hushed him and waited until Bill came back down. George was glad he had waited when Bill knocked on the door, "Are you two ok?"

"We're fine." George answered, "Goodnight."

"Night." Bill went on down.

A quick privacy spell had Fred lifting his eyebrows, "When did you learn that spell?"

"When we were in sixth year." George answered, "I've got a lot to tell you."

"Merlin." Fred sighed, "How far back have you come?"

"I was twenty-one." George answered, "But don't worry, Harry's not going to let you die this time."

"Harry?" Fred asked.

"Potter." George nodded, "He gives us money to start our shop."

"I love the little tike already." Fred rubbed his hands together, "Tell me everything."

The two climbed into George's bed and huddled close so that no one would have a chance at overhearing. Fred had no problem believing the wild tale. He had already seen parts of it through their link.

"That was positively foul." Harry shuddered at the horrendous potion he had just drunk.

"Lucky for you John only one of those is needed." Andromeda chuckled, "The rest aren't quite as bad."

"What does it do again?" he asked as he gratefully took the glass of water the teenage Tonks handed over.

"It will strengthen your bones." Andromeda explained, "Since they've all been repaired now, we want to make them stronger."

"Is there a potion for eyesight?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Depends on your prescription." She shrugged, "Do you know what the eye healer said?"

"No eye healer was used in getting these glasses." Harry shook his head, "My aunt found them in a donation bin. She asked if I could read a sign a few feet away and when I could she said these will do."

"We'll have to find a way to get you checked." She frowned.

"Why not just take him to Diagon Alley?" Nymphadora asked.

"You already know he is a special case." Andromeda sighed, "Until Kingsley returns, he has to stay out of sight."

"Glamor." She suggested, "We'll have to get our books at one time or another, letter's come out tomorrow. I mean he is Hogwarts age, isn't he?"

"I turn eleven in a few days." Harry offered, "Will Hogwarts know where I am?"

He tried to phrase the question to sound worried for his letter rather than worried that Dumbledore would find him.

"Hogwarts always seems to know." Andromeda smiled at him.

Harry was still worried. Albus had always taken such an unhealthy interest in his life once he'd arrived at Hogwarts. At least he wouldn't be getting hundreds of letters and a trip to Diagon Alley with Hagrid. He didn't think he'd get a wink of sleep tonight being as worried as he was. However, Andromeda put him in a room with a set of Dora's old pajamas and told him he needed rest to finish recovering. He was just glad Dora was enough of a tomboy that they were covered in snitches, quaffels and bludgers rather than unicorns or worse something pink. He went to the bathroom, cleaned up and got dressed in the borrowed pajamas and climbed into the bed. By the time Dora checked on him an hour later he was asleep.