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AN: Sorry for the long delay, but felt that I had to update my other story first and that took awhile. I will try and be more prompt with updates from now on. Read and enjoy!
BREAK BREAK BREAK
The Silence of Harry Potter
Chapter 2 – The Treaty of Hogwarts
From the last chapter:
"I am Master Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt," Kingsley said as he turned to look at Adam. "I am what you would call a police officer. It is part of my job to investigate unexplained magical occurrences like what happened earlier between the two children. Since it involves Harry Potter, I have to let my boss, Madam Bones, know so she can make the proper decisions."
Without further ado, Kingsley raised his wand and a quick flash of light escaped from the tip of it and vanished quickly out of the house. Lowering his wand, the Auror looked at over at the children. What he saw didn't make him happy.
Harry was shaking so bad, he seemed to be vibrating. Hermione was doing her level best to calm him, but was not succeeding. Poppy was about to hit him with a calming charm. Seeing that there was no alternative, she did. He calmed down, but was still very worried that he would be forced back to the Dursleys.
Everyone jumped as a soft knock was heard on the front door.
Granger Residence
Late Afternoon, Same day.
The adult wizards quickly looked at each other. The meaning clear by the look that each person had on their face, they had no idea who could be knocking on the door at this time. It couldn't be Madam Bones, the DMLE Head, since the message spell would not have arrived yet.
Minerva and Poppy were pretty sure that it wasn't Dumbledore because he was currently at a meeting of the International Confederation of Wizards and wouldn't be back for a week or more.
Adam and Sarah didn't know who it might be because they had not been expecting company at all today. They both knew that Hermione had little or no friends so it couldn't be for her. The look that they shared said it could be for Harry. They hoped that it would not be the police. That could be bad.
Even with the calming charm in place, Harry was still close to panicking and Hermione was doing her level best to calm him down and keep him in the recliner next to her. She didn't know who was at the door, but whoever it was was going to have a fight on their hands if they were here to take Harry from her.
The soft knock came again from the front door.
Seeing that no one was going to answer the door, Sarah sighed, then poked Adam in the ribs. Catching the meaning of the rib poke, Adam raised himself to his feet and headed over to the door. Taking a deep calming breath, he opened the door.
Standing on the porch was a group of about ten well dressed men and one woman. Each of the men had a calm professional look about them, while the woman looked him up and down in an appraising way. Adam also noticed the way that the group was arranged on the porch and lawn area of his home.
Hmm, why are they in a defensive pattern, he thought remembering his military training.
"Yes, can I help you?"
The tall well built man standing in front of him quickly looked at the beautiful lady standing next to him. She gave him a slight nod. The man nodded back.
"You must be Adam Granger," the man said in a deep voice that also said that he already knew the answer. "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am called Brokenblade and this lovely lady standing next to me is Filiwi, First Daughter of Clan Chief of the Clan Chiefs, Lord Ragnok. We have been sent by Lord Ragnok to provide security for Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, his bonded, the Lady Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, you and your wife, Sarah Granger. May we come in and discuss this in private?"
Adam simply stood stunned for second or two then remembered his manners and invited them in.
Upon seeing the two people that were being led into the room, the two Aurors tensed. Minerva and Poppy just shared a look and moved in front of the children. Sarah just looked at her husband with an arched eyebrow. Hermione was still trying to calm Harry down.
Taking in the various people in the room, Brokenblade and Filiwi quickly took in the situation. Plus being briefed on what was expected of them by the Leader of the Goblin Nation and what was at stake really didn't help either. They would just have to make it work.
Spying Madam McGonagall, the pair of glamour wearing Goblins ignored the two Aurors and moved directly to her.
"Madam McGonagall, as the Magical Guardian of Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, we hereby present ourselves to you as his security detail as provided for by the Hogwarts Treaty of 1026. My name is Brokenblade, Head of VIP Security. This Filiwi, First Daughter of Lord Ragnok. She will be providing the necessary link between myself and my team and Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, Lady Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw and her family."
"The reason for the inclusion of Filiwi is that we were briefed on the extent of the injuries suffered by Lord Potter at the hands of his so-called male relatives. Lord Ragnok has decided to take this matter under his personal purview. As per the treaty, I am to share this you and your young charge. It should explain things somewhat or so I am told."
Upon saying that, Brokeblade handed an ancient scroll over to Minerva. She gasped in surprise as she saw the seal on the wax closing the scroll. It carried the personal seals of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw stamped into the sealing wax. The scroll just proved the rumors that Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had actually been married.
Silence reigned in the room, until Sarah cleared her throat. Everyone turned to look at her.
"OK," she said in a strained voice, "now that you have explained exactly who you are and what you plan on doing here. Now tell me exactly what you are, or do I have my husband remove you from this house?"
"I am sorry, Dr Granger," Brokeblade said in an amused voice, "I thought it was obvious, but I can see that you are not familiar with our kind. We are known as Goblins and we run the Wizarding Bank called Gringotts. The reason that we look like humans is a simple glamour spell that will last until we return to Diagon Alley. It is what we use when we have to move around in the Muggle world."
Before anyone could say anything else, Harry's stomach announced that he was hungry again. Everyone turned to look at him. His blush covered his entire head and seemed to enter his hair slightly.
When the Goblins had entered in the room, Harry had been almost calmed down from his panic attack. Hermione had been talking to him steadily through the bond, slowly calming him down.
So, Harry, you are some sort of Lord or Noble. Wow, Mum and Dad are going to go spar when they find out.
If you say so, Hermione. I really don't understand how I could be, but from what Sharbite was saying, I am. This is so weird. I just don't what to go back to the Dursley's.
Well, from what I have read, now that we know that you are some sort of Noble's son, you don't have to. Daddy will make sure that you won't have to. And I don't think Madam McGonagall will either. She seems to like you a lot.
If you say so, Hermione. I just don't what to cause anyone to much trouble. I don't think I am really worth all of this.
Now you stop that, Harry! You are worth a lot more than your aunt, uncle and cousin! They are the ones who are not worth anything! You are with me now, and I will help you forget what happened to you at that PLACE! Remember, Harry, I saw what they did to you in my dreams.
Thank you, Hermione. I really like you too.
Before he could say anything else, his stomach growled, letting him know that he needed to eat again.
Wow, Harry, that is a mighty beast you have there, Hermione teased him in the bond.
Shut it, you, Harry responded in the same tone. I can't help it, I am just hungry. Even after I ate that food at Gringotts, I was hungry again a little while later. Forgive me?
Sighing, Hermione told him that there was nothing to forgive. Remembering that Harry had been given some potions earlier that day, she said that she thought it might be that causing him to be hungry.
Saying that, Hermione slowly rose from the recliner pulling Harry with her. Making sure that she held tightly onto his hand, she led him through the stunned adults and towards the kitchen. As they passed through the crowded living room, the adults seemed to flow into their combined wake and followed them.
"So, Harry, what would you like to eat," Hermione asked once they reached the kitchen.
I don't know, Hermione. I am just hungry.
Tapping a finger on her chin, she thought quickly.
"How about a sandwich, some chips and a juice?"
With a smile, Harry nodded his head in agreement. Hermione smiled and set about gathering the food for the both of them. Neither of them paid attention to the crowd of adults standing in the doorway. That is until Filiwi stepped up next to Harry.
"Excuse me, Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, but might I introduce myself?"
Harry jumped slightly at the female voice. He turned and looked at the distinguished looking lady suddenly standing next to him. A shy smile appeared on his features as he saw that she meant him no harm.
"I apologize, my Lord, for scaring you, but that was not my intention. I merely wish to introduce myself to you. I am Filiwi, First Daughter of Lord Ragnok, Clan Chief of the Clan Chiefs. I have been assigned as part your security detail and Goblin Nation Liaison. This means that anytime that Brokeblade or someone else wishes to talk to with you, they have to pass through me. I am also to help you in dealing with what has happened to you. I am trained in the healing arts of the body as well as the mind. May I stay and offer you my services?"
Harry just stood there for several moments in shock at the deference he was being paid by this person. Hermione could feel his shock through the bond. His shock finally cleared enough for him to finally look over at Minerva. His question was obvious.
"That is entirely up to you, Harry," Minerva responded. "But I would suggest that let her stay and do her job. You are being given quite an honor by Lord Ragnok. He is allowing his eldest daughter to be in the same room with a human male and to act as your personal assistant."
Glancing at the doorway, he saw that people standing in there were looking at him with expectant expressions on their faces. Turning to look at Hermione, he saw her just shrug as she continued to make the sandwiches for the two of them.
It's up to you, Harry, but if the adults are saying you should let her do her job, then I think you should. Besides, she might be able to give us some books on what Madam McGonagall is talking about.
Ok, Hermione, if you say so.
With an inward sigh, Hermione continued.
You really don't trust anyone do you? Especially adults.
Getting a bit defensive, Harry responded.
Hermione, you've seen most of my life in your dreams just like I have seen yours. I have been lied to, beaten by, starved and ignored by the adults in my life. Today, I am told, by adults, that my mum and dad were actually very nice people and that my aunt and uncle hated them because they could use magic.
I am also told, by something straight out of a fantasy novel, that I am some sort of Lord and a Noble. I am also told that I was never supposed to be at my aunt and uncle's home, but was placed there by an adult who knew that I was not supposed to be there.
On top of that, they also found out that somehow, you and I are bonded because we have been sharing dreams for as long as we can remember. And from the way that Minerva, Poppy and the other magical people are acting, this just doesn't happen to everyone.
And also throw in that they are calling US, as in you and me, Lord and LADY Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw. If that means what I think it means, then, according to them, I think that they think that we are, maybe, kinda ……
His mental voice trailing off and he started to blush.
Maybe, kinda what, Harry, Hermione thought through the bond. Then her sharp mind kicked in. Oh! OH! By calling me Lady, they think that we are married!
Yeah, responded Harry through the bond. Sensing the shock, surprise and hesitation coming from Hermione, his anger instantly disappeared and his shoulders slumped. I can see that you don't want to be with me, so I will just go. Sorry to have bothered you and everyone else.
With that, somehow closed the connection between them and Harry started to leave the room. Before he had taken two steps, a resounding crash was heard from behind him, causing him and everyone else to jump slightly.
Looking back at Hermione, what he saw shocked him. Hermione was standing there pale faced with tears leaking from her eyes and running down her cheeks. The dropped plates of food shattered on the floor. What got him the most was the look of absolute horror and devastation that he could see in them.
"H…Harry, p…please," stuttered a shocked Hermione, "c…come bac..back. I…I need you. PLEASE!"
The utter despair in her voice froze him to the spot. Seeing that he wasn't going to leave her, Hermione launched herself into his arms, pulling the frozen emerald eyed boy into a bone crushing hug. As soon as she made contact with him, the distraught bushy haired girl started muttering how sorry she was in between sobs.
Harry, for his part, finally reacted and slowly wrapped his arms around her. With tears rolling down his cheeks in waves, he just held onto her just a tightly as she held him. After a couple of minutes, the two children finally pulled apart enough to look into each other's eyes. Emerald locked onto chocolate brown.
The tableau held as energy seemed to build and fill the air between them. When it reached its peak, the crackling energy slowly pushed the two scared broken bonded children together. With the both of them feeling the energy pushing them closer together, their lips met slowly.
The blinding golden white light that surrounded the pair caused the others in the room to close their eyes was ten times bright than the one that manifested itself earlier. After several moments, the light slowly faded into nothingness. Everyone's vision slowly returned.
"What was that!?"
"I do believe," Filiwi said with awe in her voice, "that Lord and Lady Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw have somehow re-bonded, Mrs. Granger. Something must have happened to partially break their bond. From what we have just seen, I would say that their bond is even tighter now."
At a questioning look from Minerva, Filiwi explained that bonding was more common in Goblin and Elf culture than Human. The brighter the light, the more solid the bond would be. She finished by stating that she wouldn't be surprised if the pair of children would wind up completely meshing their minds and magic. It had been known to happen in Goblin culture.
Still in awe of what she had just seen, Sarah slowly approached the clutching pair of children. Gently taking them both into a hug, she whispered that everything was going to be ok.
Adam turned to look at the glamour wearing male Goblin.
"Not to sound like an idiot, but what do you mean that you are now responsible for providing security for us?"
Brokenblade gave Adam an appraising look. He nodded when he was through with it.
"Your file says that you have served in the military and that you have participated in ground combat. Tell me, do you think that you could provide adequate security for a Wizard Noble's son against Wizards or Witches? Also consider that Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw is very famous in the Magical World because at the age of one year and three months he somehow defeated the current reigning Dark Lord, a terrorist is what you would call him. And add in that fact that there are still several of his supporters who would just love to get their hands on the young Lord here."
Adam's brow furrowed in thought. Before he could ask his next question, it was answered for him by Kingsley.
"Before you ask, at the most, all the DMLE could provide for you is Hit Wizard or Hit Witch. Since the fall of the You-Know-Who, our ranks have been systematically thinned by either budget cuts or forced retirements. The current head of the Department, Madam Bones, has been trying since she took office to get a larger budget so she could have an adequate force of Aurors and Hit Wizards to police the Wizarding World. Speaking of my boss, she should be here by now."
Kingsley looked directly at Brokenblade.
"She just arrived at the nearby play park and in on her way here. It seems that she brought along two people with her. One appears to be a Hit Witch, judging by her gear and the other looks to be a MediWitch from St. Mungo's. This should prove to be interesting."
Brokenblade looked over at Filiwi who was standing next to Harry and Hermione. He gave her a slight nod. When she nodded back, he knew that she understood what she was supposed to do if things turned nasty. If it turned nasty, she was supposed to grab the children and the mother and Portkey back to Gringotts immediately. She was ready.
The polite knock on the front door alerted everyone that the Director of the DMLE had arrived. Kingsley went to answer it.
Greeting his superior warmly, Kingsley led the trio back into the kitchen.
Madam Bones was a formidable looking who had her dirty blond hair cut to shoulder length and had it framing her angular face. Her piercing hazel eyes were centered above a stern lips. She also wore a monocle in her left eye. Madam Bones was tall for a woman, reaching five foot ten in height.
The hard looking woman standing next to her was a little under average height, but was solidly built. Her projected attitude of 'don't mess with me' gave everyone pause in the room. Her blond hair was pulled back into a simple pony tail. Her violet eyes were hard and missed nothing. She also had a scar that ran down her left cheek that helped with her attitude.
The MediWitch was just frumpy. Short and squat with gray hair, the woman just exuded grandmotherly warmth and affection. Her ready smile was pointed directly at the clutching children.
"Ah, Madam Bones," greeted Brokeblade, "I am Brokeblade of the Goblin VIP Security Service. I and my team are here under direct orders from Lord Ragnok to provide security for Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw. We are currently erecting wards around this property and the Granger dental practice to provide the level of security for our client needs."
"It has also come to our attention that Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw is bonded to Hermione Jean Granger and will be staying with her and her parents for the time being or until he can claim his inheritance. How do you wish to proceed?"
Taken aback by the abrupt greeting from the glamour wearing Goblin, she blinked. It took her several seconds to wrap her mind around what she had just been told. Finally she responded.
"Would you mind explaining what type of wards your team is currently erecting?"
"Certainly," the Goblin said politely, but you could tell by his tone that he was not exactly happy to do so. "The team is in the process of putting up the premium warding package that is offered by Gringotts, minus the Muggle Repelling Charm or anything that would cause harm to the local populous. We will also be offering the Fidelius Charmed Security Room with Emergency Portkey to Gringotts."
Amelia simply nodded her head. When the Goblins were done warding this home, it would be almost as secure as an Ancient PureBlood Manor. Her Auror mind kicked in.
"Might I ask why the Goblin Nation is being so helpful to the Boy-Who-Lived? There must be a very good reason for you to be helping him out like this."
Brokenblade turned to look at Filiwi. She held a hand up and signaled that she needed to contact her father for advice on this issue. Taking a small compact mirror from her pocket, she spoke her father's name into it in her native tongue. He answered almost as soon as she had stopped speaking his name.
"Father, Director Bones is here along with two Aurors, a Hit Witch and a MediWitch. Director Bones is asking why we are so forthcoming with our help to our young charge. How do you want me to answer this?"
"Is Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw currently in danger of being removed from your care? And what is your initial assessment of him?"
"I don't believe that the Director is here to remove Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw from this place. I think she is here to provide help. That is why she brought the Hit Witch and the MediWitch."
"As for how he is physically and mentally, I can only tell you that he is mostly ok around females and very wary around males. That leads me to believe that he was severely abused by his Uncle. His Aunt appears to not have raised her hand to him but she most likely did not help him at all either. I don't know how he will behave around other children as there are none present other than his bonded.
"It will take some time to heal the wounds caused by his former home life. Being with his bonded and her family should help. I would recommend that he be given some training in using his magic from someone who would not scare him. It should boost his self esteem and give him a sense of accomplishment."
Her father grunted in reply, letting his feelings known how he felt about that.
"Has our charge opened the Treaty yet?"
"Not yet, Father. His Magical Guardian currently has it in her hand. There has been a delay in his opening it due to the fact that while waiting for his Guardian to give him the Treaty, he became hungry and was led into the kitchen. While his mate was preparing some food, something happened that caused their bond to partially break. This is probably due to how he has been treated at his former residence."
"Somehow, Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw and his mate re-bonded. It appears to be even stronger now than previously thought. We were just about to open the Treaty when Director Bones arrived with the Hit Witch and the MediWitch. There were two Aurors already on site when we arrived."
Another grunt came from the mirror.
"Very well. Let Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw open the Treaty and have him decide if he wants to share it with the Director and those present besides his bonded. Also, let him know that it is imperative that he comes to see me as soon as he can. I have some information about his accounts that he might find interesting."
"Yes, Father, I will tell him. Father, might I ask why I am here?"
Lord Ragnok sighed into his mirror.
"It is my understanding that the treaty will explain everything. Please let me know what the full contents of it are. May you be successful in your endeavors, my daughter."
"May your vaults over flow with gold and your enemies run in fear of you, my father."
With that, Filiwi closed the connection and spoke to the humans present. She gave a slight nod to Brokenblade, who smiled back.
"Lord Ragnok, my father," Filiwi began, "has asked that Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw open the Treaty as soon as he can. The answers to your questions should be contained within its contents, or so my father believes."
With that, everyone turned to look at Minerva who was still holding the Treaty clutched in her hand. Blinking slightly, she turned and looked at the clinging children and Sarah. Clearing her throat, she slowly moved over to Harry.
"Harry," the aging witch said gently, "I need you to break the Seal on this Treaty scroll. We need to read its contents to understand exactly what is going on here. Will you do that for me?"
The clutching trio all turned to look at Minerva. All of their eyes were slightly red and puffy. The emerald green eyes of Harry locked onto her pale grey ones and she could swear that she saw Lily looking back at her for a moment, but it passed quickly. Harry gave a slow nod.
Not willing to release his hold on Hermione, Harry looked at her and she gave a slight nod in return. Each one reached up with a hand and gripped the scroll. While Hermione held the scroll, Harry touched the Seal with the palm of his hand.
As soon as he touched it, Harry felt a small tingling in the center of his palm that quickly spread through the rest of him. At the same time, Hermione felt a tingling sensation pass through her hand in to her body. It seemed to be examining her, looking for something. Harry felt the same thing as the sensation passed through him. The feeling found what it was looking for and faded quickly.
With a small puff of smoke, the Seal vanished. Harry handed the Treaty back to Minerva. Smiling her thanks, she slowly unrolled the scroll and led everyone else into the dining room.
A loud growl shattered the silence. Harry quickly buried his head in Hermione's shoulder, making sure that her hair covered his blushing face. Sarah and Hermione let out soft chuckles.
"I see the beast still needs to be tamed," quipped Hermione.
Harry simply nodded into her neck. Taking pity on Harry, Poppy cast the Repair Charm on the shattered dishes. Since neither Harry nor Hermione wanted to release each other, Sarah decided that she should make some sandwiches and tea for everyone that was present. She wondered if she had enough food on hand to feed such a large group of people. After all it was only polite.
Seeing Sarah counting the number of people, Poppy asked if there was anything that she could do to help out. Seating the two clinging children at the table in the dining room, Sarah sighed.
"I don't know if I have enough food in the pantry and fridge for sandwiches for everyone."
"Would you like some help," Poppy asked with conspiratorial smile.
Giving her the same smile, Sarah nodded her head yes.
"Binky," Poppy called quietly.
With a soft pop, a small female creature dressed in tea towel displaying the Hogwarts Crest wrapped around her toga style appeared. With large dropping ears, slightly protruding eyes and a large nose, the House Elf gave a small bow to Poppy. The tiny Elf only came up the hips of the women present in the room. Sarah let out a soft gasp of surprise.
"You is calling Binky, Healer lady, Binky is here. Binky be happy to serve Hoggy Healer lady. How can Binky be serving?"
Poppy just had to smile. It never ceased to amaze her how the House Elves of Hogwarts acted.
"Yes, Binky, you can be of service. Can you and the other House Elves provide a meal for everyone here at the Granger home? Nothing fancy, more like a light dinner or buffet, except for young Harry, he will need a full meal."
With that, the helpful House Elf looked around at everyone gathered in both the kitchen and the dining room.
"Should Binky being making special meal for Gobliny people?"
"That's ok," Filiwi answered politely, "you can just make myself and Brokenblade whatever you are going to make for everyone else. The Security team brought their own meals with them. OK, Binky?"
"Binky understands, Gobliny Lady. Binky will back soon."
"Thank you, Binky," Poppy said with a genuine smile.
Binky bowed slightly and was gone with a soft pop.
Turing to Sarah, both Filiwi and Poppy could see the shocked and awed expression on her face.
"What kind of person was that," Sarah asked in shock.
"That is a House Elf," Poppy started the explanation. "They are very helpful and just live to serve others. They help out at Hogwarts by keeping the place clean and prepare the food that the students and teachers eat."
"Yes," Filiwi said picking up the conversation, "they are very helpful. Gringotts has a few employed there. But not all Wizards and Witches treat the House Elves nicely. Some of the Families treat the Elves with distain and cruelty. But that is a discussion for another time. For now though, we need to see to Lord and Lady Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw. They should be our main concern for now."
The other two ladies present smiled motherly smiles and nodded in agreement. The trio moved from the kitchen into the dining room and became involved in the discussion that was taking place around the table.
As soon as Harry and Hermione had released the Seal on the scroll and handed it back to Minerva, she had led the group back into the dining room. Everyone quickly found seats around the table. After Adam took the seat at the head of the table, Sarah had placed both children on the right hand side of Adam. Brokeblade sat on the left hand side of Adam with Minerva sitting next to them. Madam Bones, Kingsley, and the rest of the DMLE arranged themselves in the rest of chairs around the table.
Minerva reverently unrolled the scroll to it full extent and laid it on the table. Once it completely unrolled, a letter fell from its upper reaches. The writing on the outside of the folded parchment was clean and crisp and looked to be male. And it was addressed to Harry. Well, not him exactly, but the Heir of the Houses of Gryffindor-Ravenclaw.
Minerva reverently collected the letter from the table and handed it to Harry. She quietly urged him to open it and read it. Giving her a nod, Harry opened the letter and another smaller one fell out. This was addressed to Harry himself. Everyone gasped in surprise.
Harry looked Hermione and asked her which one he should read first across the re-established bond. She mentioned that the one addressed to him specifically should be read later with just them present. He nodded his consent, so Harry laid out the other letter. Minerva read it out load to everyone else.
To my distant Heir and Grandson,
May this letter find you in good health and among friends. Rowena tells me that I should write to you using this form of address, since it will be difficult for you understand how I would normally write a letter to you given the distance of time between us. I find this to be a strange form of writing. It seems to be lacking finesse and formality.
To be blunt, I am writing this just after concluding a Treaty with the Goblin Nation. The actual document that enclosed this letter is the Hogwarts copy of the Treaty itself. In it, it spells out the responsibilities of both parties.
In essence, you my Heir, will either have already performed a great service to the Goblin Nation or will do so in the future. Based on this and providing initial funding for the Goblin Nation to form a Bank for our world, they will provide you with a small force of guards and wards to protect you.
Rowena and I have also negotiated into the Treaty that our lines will receive a small percentage of bank ownership in return for backing Goblin rights and providing a safe haven in times of trouble. Helga is aware of this treaty and has agreed to become part of it, but Salazzar has objected to the part of providing for Goblin safety and will not be a part of it. He seems to object to most things these days, but enough of that.
So to sum up, my Heir, the Goblin Nation has agreed to provide you with protection in your time of need in exchange for you doing them a service which none other can provide.
It is also my understanding that my loving wife will leave you something to help you with your task. I do not know what it is, but she tells me that it will necessary. I too shall provide you with something to help you in your task.
When you get this, please see the current Leader of the Goblin Nation. It is in his care that we will leave the help we will provide to you.
This is all I will say in this letter to you, my Heir. Please seek out the Goblins very soon.
With God's Speed and may His Blessings be upon you.
Your distant Sire,
Godric Gryffindor
Duke of Gryffindor-Ravenclaw
After everyone had read the letter, to say that they were shocked was an understatement. All heads turned to look at Harry. Seeing this, he blushed and tried to hide his head. He also tried to stop the shaking that was occurring due the stares of some of the male adults present. Hermione gently wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him in tight to her.
"Ahem," Director Bones said. "Perhaps we should read the Treaty now. It should spell out exactly what each side has to do in order to satisfy the Treaty itself."
Everyone turned back to scroll laid out in the middle of the table. With a tap of her wand and muttered spell, Minerva caused a 3D representation of the Treaty's writing to appear in the air above the table. Director Bone let out a slow whistle.
"You have got to teach me that spell, Minerva," she said in awe.
The Deputy Headmistress just smirked at her, then nodded in agreement. With that little byplay resolved, everyone present started to read the Treaty.
The Hogwarts Treaty of 1026
On this day, the 26th of June in the year of our Lord 1026, let it be known that three of the Founder's of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry have reached an accord with the Goblin Nation. The rights and responsibilities of each party shall be outlined in the following paragraphs.
In exchange for providing safe haven in times of strife for the Goblin Nation, the Goblin Nation shall provide a guard force of sufficient strength to guard the Heir of the Founders found listed in this Treaty after he or she has performed a service that only he or she can provide.
The three Founders listed have agreed to provide initial funding to the Goblin Nation for starting Banking Services to our world. In exchange, the Goblin Nation will provide the highest security possible for our vaults and seven percent ownership of the Bank.
For backing the Rights of Self Government for the Goblin Nation, the Goblin Nation agrees to provide aide to the Hogwarts School in case of attack.
Let none tear this treaty asunder. So mote it be.
Signed this day the 26th of June in the year of our Lord 1026.
Godric Gryffindor Rowena Ravenclaw Helga Hufflepuff
Duke of Gryffindor-Ravenclaw Duchess Gryffindor-Ravenclaw Duchess of Beach
Ironclaw
Clan Chief of the Clan Chiefs
Leader of the Goblin Nation
The adults in the room sat in stunned silence as the wording of the Treaty sank in. Harry and Hermione simply looked at each other then shrugged their shoulders. Filiwi and Brokenblade shared a look and silent understanding passed between them.
This should prove to be an interesting assignment, thought Brokenblade.
Filiwi was having similar thoughts.
A small pop announced the return of Binky. She quailed at the site of several wands pointed at her. Poppy quickly rushed to the scarred House Elf's side and quietly assured her the she was ok and had done nothing wrong. Once the House Elf was calmed down, Binky announced that the requested food had been placed in the kitchen and was ready.
With that, Hermione pulled Harry into the kitchen where he stopped and looked on in awe at the amount of food on display in the kitchen. Realizing what was holding him up, Hermione talked to him.
"It's ok, Harry," she said in a loving voice, "here you can eat whatever you want whenever you want. Mum and Dad will not stop you. Mum will also make sure that you are eating right, so come on Harry, let's eat."
With that, the bushy haired bond mate pulled her bonded towards the food laid out and proceeded to make him a plate with a little bit of everything on it. When Harry started to protest through the bond, Hermione shot him down by saying that he really needed to eat every bit of food that she gave him because it was the best thing for him to do. Once his plate was full, she sent him back into the dining room with it and quickly prepared herself one.
"What would you like to drink," Hermione asked Harry as she placed her plate on the table next to him.
He just shrugged his shoulders. Tapping her chin, she announced that she would get both of them some milk to drink since it would help with the growing process. Harry simply nodded his head acceptance and dug into his food. Hermione quickly returned with two glasses of milk and sat down next to Harry.
Everyone else soon followed suit and returned with loaded plates of food. Even Filiwi and Brokeblade came back from the kitchen with plates of food and drinks. The conversation was kept deliberately light during the meal.
Filiwi and Brokenblade answered questions about Goblin society posed by Sarah and Adam. Harry, through Hermione, asked about the Magical World and magic. The Wizards and Witches sitting at the table answered most of the questions that were asked of them, but not all of them. The two children in turn answered what they could about the Muggle world, with Adam and Sarah tossing in answers to the questions that the kids couldn't. It was a good learning experience for everyone in the house.
All too quickly, it came to an end. Realizing the time, Madam Bones decided to end this quickly. Looking directly at Harry, she posed her question.
"My Lord, since you are basically under the care of the parents of your bonded, I take it that you would like to stay here instead of going somewhere else?"
Harry gave her a blank look for moment then simply nodded his head.
"I have also noticed that you have a bandage on your neck. Is there a reason why you are not speaking?"
Harry's eyes quickly dropped to the floor. Before Hermione could lay into the DMLE Director, Harry sent her a calming thought.
Hermione, she needs to know. It is better that she learn it from me than from anyone else. I need something to write with.
Hermione huffed in annoyance, then explained that Harry needed something to write with. Sarah ran into the kitchen and returned just as quickly with a tablet and a pen. She handed them to Harry. Harry smiled his thanks at her and began to write.
Director, my voice was taken from me by Dudley when he hit me with something after dinner about 3 or 4 days ago. I think it was a fork.
Hermione says that it was Uncle Vernon who had it completely taken from me. I don't know, I don't remember. I just remember Dudley hitting me. Pain, Darkness. Then waking up in my cupboard under the stairs with a really bad pain in my throat and very thirsty and hungry.
Aunt Petunia just laughed when she made me leave my cupboard. She just gave me a sandwich and some water and told me to get to work doing my chores. She said that now I couldn't use my freakiness anymore and that no one would want me now.
I can't speak to you not because I don't want to, it is because I can't. I'm so sorry that I talk to you or anyone else anymore. Forgive me?
With that, he ended the note and handed it to Madam Bones. As she read it, tears formed in her eyes. Once she was done, she handed the note to Kingsley, who scanned it quickly, then passed it on to the next person who was sitting next to him.
The look she saw in Harry's eyes seared her soul. It was then and there that she realized just how much this incredible young boy had suffered at the hands of his relatives. It boggled her mind.
"It's ok, Harry," she said gently, surprising herself when she used his given name. "There is nothing to forgive on your part. The ones who need to ask for your forgiveness is the one who placed you there and your relatives. I promise you, that I will make sure that your relatives pay for what they have done to you."
Harry nodded weekly as both Hermione and Sarah wrapped him up in a loving hug. Filiwi, having read the note and passing it onto her Goblin counterpart, gently placed a hand on his shoulder, silently giving him her support too.
Brokenblade was incensed when he read the note. While Goblin society might be considered harsh by most people, there was still one thing that was not done and that was no one abused the young. Since there were so few births among the females, each and every new litter of Gobblets were treasured and cared for by the entire Nation. That was not to say that some were treated worse than others, they were, but there really wasn't outright abuse that the note hinted at.
Brokeblade also knew that Lord Ragnok already had something in the works to punish the ones who had done this to Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw. It should prove to be interesting to see the results. Clearing his throat, the glamour covered Goblin stood up.
"Please excuse me, Lord Potter Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, but I need to check on my team's progress get them settled in for the night."
Harry turned to look at the standing Goblin for a second then turned to look at his bonded. She nodded her head in agreement, then spoke for Harry.
"Mr. Brokenblade sir, Harry would like for you to call us Harry and Hermione. He doesn't think that he has done anything that get him labeled as a Lord. So could and Filiwi just call us Harry and Hermione?"
He gave them both a genuine smile.
"As you wish, milady. Starting tomorrow I shall do that."
Before he could leave, Sarah asked him where he and his team would be staying.
"Yes, forgot to mention that. We have secured the house just down the street from here. We will be staying there for the time being. Lady Filiwi will stay here for a little while to answer whatever questions you might have about the bonding process. Lady Filiwi, please contact me when you are ready to leave for the night."
At her nod of acceptance, he turned and headed out of the house to check on his team's progress.
Once he had left, the DMLE Director turned and looked at Minerva and Poppy. Her stare said that she wanted an explanation as to why they were there and that lying to her would not be a good idea.
Between the two of them, they quickly relayed what they knew and what the suspected. The biggest bombshell was when Minerva said that Albus Dumbledore was the one who had placed Harry in the Dursley's care over her objections. To say that the remaining adults were upset at the news was like saying a nuclear bomb only caused minor destruction, a severe understatement.
"I take it that this Dumbledore is highly regarded in your world," Adam asked barely containing his rage.
Sensing the rage and anger filling the room, Harry began shake and withdraw into himself trying to make himself smaller than he already was. Hermione quickly started to try and calm him in the bond while Sarah and Filiwi gently rubbed his shoulders and back and talk soothing words to him.
Seeing the effect the raging emotions was having on the young boy, everyone tried to calm down.
"The simple answer is yes," answered Poppy. "In our world he is considered a great man and wizard. He is also supposedly one of our greatest leaders, but if he can do this to Harry, it makes me wonder what else he has done."
"Alright," Madam Bones said with authority in her voice, "as of now, everything pertaining to Harry Potter is considered classified. No one outside of this room is to talk about it. Poppy, I need a copy of the list of injuries that you gave to Harry's account manager. I would also like to setup a time for a complete interview with Harry, Minerva, since you are now his Magical Guardian. I take it that you Mr. Granger will try and gain Muggle custody of Harry?"
Adam simply nodded.
"Good," the incensed head Auror said. "I know a few people who might be able to help out with that and make it happen quickly. Harry, what was your former address?"
Minerva answered that question.
"The Dursley's are staying at #4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. And I can let you know when and where tomorrow after we talk with Lord Ragnok about this Treaty and the help that was promised by Lord Gryffindor-Ravenclaw."
"Good enough," Madam Bones said. "Harry, I can't tell you how upset I am at what has happened to you. I promise you though that from now on, I will do my best to make it up to you."
Harry simply nodded to the head of the DMLE. Kingsley quickly added his pledge to help along with the other DMLE personnel. The MediWitch from St. Mungo's added that between her, Poppy and Filiwi, that they should be able to heal him up right and proper.
With that being said, Poppy handed the copy of the injury list to Madam Bones. As she read it, she really became upset at what had been done to Harry. The MediWitch was also very unhappy, but she knew that Poppy had probably already given Harry potions to fix most of the damage that had been done to him.
"And on that note, I think it is time for us to leave you in peace. Everyone, have a good evening."
Upon saying that, Madam Bones lead the Aurors, Hit Witch and MediWitch from the home. All that was left now was Harry, Hermione, her parents, Minerva, Poppy and Filiwi.
"I do believe it is time for us to go also," Minerva said quietly. "What do you say, Harry, shall we meet again at nine in the morning and return to Gringotts?"
Harry nodded his head yes to the idea. As she and Poppy rose to leave, Harry freed himself from the group of ladies holding onto him and to the surprise of everyone, threw himself at Minerva. Everyone could see the happy emotions that he was projecting as he hugged the woman who was responsible for saving him from the Dursleys. The stern Deputy Headmistress hugged him right back.
"You're welcome, Harry," she said in a thick voice. "I will see you tomorrow morning at nine, alright?"
Harry simply nodded up at her with tears in his eyes. With a final crushing hug, Harry released Minerva and also gave the same type of hug to Poppy. She smiled down at him and ruffled his hair.
"I will see you again in a couple of days, Harry. It will be so I can check up on you to make sure that the potions that I gave you this morning are working properly."
Harry nodded his understanding and released the Hogwarts Healer so she and Minerva could leave. With a final wave at everyone, the two Witches Apparated out of the home and back to their summer homes.
With the departure of everyone, so too did the leftover food and the dirty dishes from the table. Seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of Harry and crew, Filiwi quickly explained that the House Elf Binky had simply cleared away everything that she and most likely a few others had brought with them to serve the meal. It was just the way that House Elves worked their particular brand of magic.
"Now, Harry," the female Goblin said kindly, "may I ask you some questions? I know that some of them will most likely be hard for you to answer, but I need to ask them in order for me to help you. Don't worry Harry, Hermione will be with me at all times."
She had added the last part when she saw the worried expression that crossed Harry's features. Turning to Adam, she asked if there was someplace comfortable for them to sit and relax while she started the healing process with Harry. Adam quickly volunteered the spacious family room.
Hermione, still unwilling to release any hold she had on Harry, led the way to the family room. The three adults followed the two children.
Hermione settled Harry on a comfortable love seat, wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning on his shoulder. Harry for his part, hesitantly draped his arm across her shoulders and pulled her in tight to him. It just better than anything else that had happened to him in his young life. Filiwi took the recliner directly opposite of them, while Adam and Sarah claimed the couch.
"Ok, Harry, in order for me to see what has to be done to help you, do you mind if I perform a spell on you?"
Hermione, what do you think, Harry thought across the bond.
Hermione saw that he had a worried look in his eyes.
I think it will be alright, Harry. She has been nothing but nice and polite to us. Remember, I will always be here for you.
Ok, but do you think that she would let us see how she really looks?
I don't know. All I can do is ask.
"Um, Filiwi, Harry wants to know what you really look like. And I have to admit, so do I. Could you please show us?"
The Goblin Healer had figured that Harry would eventually ask that question. To her, it was sign that the bonding was more complete that she had thought. With this question, she could tell that the young Lady was already influencing his mind for the better. It would still be a long road for Harry to become what he must become, but the journey had been started.
"Of course, milady. I would be happy to show you what I look like without the glamour in place."
With that, she canceled the spell. The creature that replaced the distinguished looking lady surprised everyone in the room. Filiwi was very tall for a Goblin, approaching close to five foot four in height. She also looked more human than Goblin. While she still had the pointed teeth of her kind and her eyes were coal black, she had a bronze hue that resembled a really dark tan instead of the normal pasty green color of the male Goblins. Her hair fell past her shoulders in long flowing tresses of silver color. It covered her slightly pointed ears. Her high cheekbones and wide mouth were set over a slightly pointed chin. She also had a normal looking human nose. You could definitely tell she was all female with her moderately sized breasts, narrow waist and hips. She was also in great shape, if her toned muscles were any proof. Filiwi also carried a dagger on her hip.
Harry and crew wore shocked expressions at seeing a female Goblin for the first time. Seeing their expressions slowly wane, Filiwi got started.
"Harry, I need to perform a spell that will let me look into your mind and see your memories. This spell will not hurt you in anyway. It is just so I can see what type of life you have had up till. Is this ok?"
Her soft soothing voice greatly eased Harry's fears, but he still had some and voiced them through Hermione.
"Filiwi, Harry is asking if this is really necessary. Most of his memories are not pleasant. I know, I have seen most of them just after they happened."
Filiwi's eyes widened in shock at that revelation.
"OK, that might explain a few things, but not all. How long has this been going on," the Goblin Healer asked in full clinical mode.
"Um, for as long as we can remember actually," Hermione answered slowly.
"Hmm," Filiwi muttered in response. "As a far as I know, nothing like this has ever happened before. Not among any of the magical species. This is very interesting. Any other questions?"
"Will it hurt? How will this help?"
"No, Harry, this spell will not hurt, but I must warn you that you will be seeing your memories with me and some of them will be emotionally painful for you. There is nothing that I can do about that, but I can help you deal with them. In dealing with them, we might be able to understand why these things happened to you. Understand?"
Harry brow furrowed in thought, then he simply nodded his head.
"Good. Now we will not be looking at all of your memories tonight. Just say your earliest memories and we will work up from there. How does that sound?"
He just shrugged his shoulders. Taking that as consent, Filiwi told him to get into a comfortable position since this would take awhile and to look into her eyes. Emerald green eyes locked onto coal black.
Just like that, Harry could feel Filiwi's presence in his mind. It didn't feel unpleasant or painful, just weird. It was nothing like the link between Hermione and himself, which felt natural.
See, Harry, that wasn't painful at all, Filiwi said with slight laughter in her voice.
You're right. It doesn't hurt at all. Now what do we do?
Well, now we try and find your earliest memory that you have and go from there. We will only do a few of them tonight. Then for the next few weeks we will work on the rest of them until we reach the present. How does that sound?
Ok, I guess.
Can I stay too, asked Hermione.
Yes, it would be for the best. Though this time you will both know what is going on instead of dream sharing like you have been doing. Now Harry, I want you to think of the very first memory that you have. When you have it, will be able to see ok. Remember, we are just watching it. Nothing can hurt us, it is just a memory.
The two ladies could feel Harry concentrating. Soon a scene resolved. It showed Harry being held by a beautiful redheaded woman who wore an expression of pure fear. Tears were streaming from her emerald green eyes and down her cheeks. They were in a semi dark room that could only be called a nursery, what with a crib, baby changing station and toys scattered around the room.
A horrifyingly final scream was heard for the other side of the closed door. As soon as the scream ended, Lily put little Harry down into his crib. You could see that she knew that she was going to die. She kissed him on his cheek, said she loved him forever and always, then drew back a bit and muttered something that none of the observers could understand. A small blue glow surrounded the pair of them, then faded.
All too quickly, the door to the room burst open and in stepped a tall man dressed in all back clothes, from his boots to his pants and shirt to his robes. His once handsome features were gaunt and angular, almost snake like.
"Give me the child," the cold figure said in a high cold voice, "and I will let you live."
"No, please," begged Lily Potter sobbing. "Take me instead. Let Harry live. I beg of you!"
"Stand aside, woman! This is your last chance to live!"
"NO!" Lily screamed defiantly. "Take me and leave Harry alone!"
"Fine. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
A green bolt of energy left Voldemort's wand and slammed into Lily. Her scream of Harry's name echoed through the room.
"Hmm, so this is the child of the Prophecy," Voldemort sneered in his high cold voice. "You don't seem like much, but I can't take the chance. Time to die, Harry Potter and thus ensure my immortality."
With that, Voldemort produced a golden chain from a pocket. Holding it in his left hand, he waved his wand over it in a complicated pattern causing it to glow green for a second, then the glow faded.
"Good bye, Harry Potter. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Again the sickly green light left the tip of the wand and sped towards baby Harry. Just then a most unusual thing happened. Harry raised his hands and a blue shield appeared in front of him. The shield caused the spell to be bounced back towards the evil wizard. It struck him before his could dodge.
As Voldemort fell to the floor of the room, his body started to fall apart into ashes. A black specter hung in the air for several moments then faded away as the memory faded into nothingness.
The next memory was short and sweet. The sound of wind rushing past and hair flapping. A loud noise that sounded like a very loud motorcycle without a muffler screamed nearby. The smell of leather and bushy beard was all that could be seen. Then it too faded out.
Scene faded in where baby Harry was still laying in his little carrier crying to get some attention cause he was wet, dirty and hungry. They saw a horse faced woman with a long neck appear. She unkindly told him to shut up and not to disturb her 'ickle Duddykins' while he ate. The face disappeared. It returned a little while later and her hand gripped his left arm and yanked him from where he lay.
She carried him like this to the kitchen sink, where she stripped him, sat him down in the sink and proceeded to fill it with very hot water. She then handed him a scrub brush and told him to clean himself with the dish soap nearby and to be quick about it. If he wasn't fast enough, then he wouldn't get anything to eat.
And so began the parade of memories of Harry Potter's young life with the Dursleys. Filiwi finally ended the memory replay the day before Harry turned four, but just before the first time that he dream shared with Hermione.
Even though it had seemed like hours that the trio had been watching Harry's memories, in reality only about fifteen minutes had passed. They didn't notice it until they returned to the real world. Sarah and Adam had been waiting expectantly for them to return.
While the trio had been busy in Harry's mind, they been discussing what day this had been and how they were going to deal with it. They had both agreed that Harry belonged with them and would do whatever it took to keep him with them. In just the space of a few short hours, the young boy had forever wormed his way into their hearts.
As Filiwi broke the connection, her sense of duty turned to admiration at what Harry had endured to this date. From what she saw of even his first few years, he should not be acting the way that he was. Her job might just be a little easier than she thought it might be.
Hermione, having seen most of his later years, was in complete awe of what he had done as a one year old boy. She was saddened to see that his abuse had started from the day that he had arrived at the Dursleys.
Feeling her feelings coming through the bond, Harry quickly assured her that he was ok and he couldn't be happier now that he was away from that place and with her. She gave him a bone crushing hug in return, but loosened her grip when she felt him flinch slightly. Hugging and showing affection were still strange concepts to him, but he was learning, rapidly.
Harry suddenly let out a great shuddering yawn. Hermione felt his sudden tiredness through their mental link and looked at him in question.
Tired, he sent. Just tired. Been a long day.
I know, for me too. Come on, let's put you in the spare bedroom. It's nice and comfy, not like that horrid cupboard.
Before they could leave, Filiwi stopped them with a raised hand.
"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, there is something you should know before these two head off to bed. Early in a bonded couple's life, there is a need for constant contact. Usually about eight to nine hours a day. Since the Harry and Hermione are so young, I think it would be best if they stayed in the same room and bed. It would help settle the bond better and have the added advantage of helping Harry deal with his memories if Hermione is there physically to provide support."
Both Sarah and Hermione could see that Adam was about to say something in anger about 'his little princess' sharing the same bed with a boy, even if the boy was only eight years old. Harry could see it too, and started to shake in Hermione's arms. Sarah headed him off before he could open his mouth.
"Honey, they're only children. Nothing will happen between them other than sleep. Now you had better just swallow what you were about to say or you will be sleeping on the couch for a while."
Adam simply nodded his head.
"Good boy," Sarah said smiling as she patted him on the cheek. "Now let's get these two settled in for the night. Oh."
"Oh what, mum?"
"Adam, give me one of your old shirts so Harry can wear it to bed as his pajamas."
"Yes, dear," came the reply.
Sarah narrowed her eyes at her husband. He gave a sharp bark of a laugh as he led everyone out of the family and up the stairs to the second floor and the bedrooms it contained.
Hermione quickly led Harry to her room. Harry was amazed at the size of the room. Having only ever lived in cupboard, he wasn't used to the size of the room yet. A comfortable bed was placed along one wall under a window. There was a desk in the corner filled with summer homework. A wardrobe sat next to door that led into a closet. Across the hall was the bathroom that Hermione used.
Adam returned with one of his old t shirts and gave it to Harry to wear for a nightshirt. Hermione quickly gathered her night clothes and headed to the bathroom across the hall. Once Hermione returned, she was ready for bed. Grabbing Harry, she led him back to the bathroom. Knowing that he really didn't know how to brush his teeth properly, she showed him how to do it properly and left him to it.
For her part, Filiwi watched the human nighttime ritual of putting children to bed with smile. It seemed some things were universal. She smiled and put up her glamour. Pulling out the same mirror that she had used earlier, she let Brokeblade know that she would be departing the Granger home in about five minutes. He said that he would be at the front door waiting for her and she signed off.
Harry came out of the bathroom and saw that Filiwi was getting ready to leave. Hesitantly, he approached the female Goblin. Seeing him approach warily, she gave him a smile as she kneeled down to his height. He knew she was smiling because the t shirt that he was wearing came down past his knees but he didn't mind. Ever so slowly, he reached his hands up and put them around her neck, hoping he wasn't offending her in anyway. He gave a shy smile when she returned the hug and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"I will see you tomorrow at eight in the morning, milord," she said as she released him.
Harry simply nodded his head as he let go of her. Hermione came over and gave Filiwi a hug also and thanked her for being there to help. Her only response was to call Hermione milady. Hermione smiled at that and retreated next to Harry, who was yawning even wider now.
Filiwi stood up, shook the adult Granger's hands, informing them that she and Brokenblade would be back at eight in the morning to discuss further security arrangements. Adam escorted her to the door after agreeing to the time frame.
Sarah meanwhile was tucking the children into bed, making sure to put Harry's glasses nearby on the night stand along with the letter from Rowena Ravenclaw. They had decided to read that in the morning at breakfast.
Harry had chosen to sleep next to the wall, so Hermione could have easy access to the bathroom in case she needed to use it. Both children crawled under the covers and settled in for the night. It seemed that Harry's eyes closed almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. Sarah and Hermione just smiled at the sleeping boy.
"He is just amazing, isn't he, honey," Sarah said with a smile.
"You have no idea, mum. The way those people treated him and he is still the way that he is. He is just too cute for words, mum."
"Good night, honey. I hope that you have good dreams to night, love."
"Don't worry, I know I will. Night, mum."
With a hug and kiss, Hermione let her head fall down next to Harry's. She felt her mum lean over and give Harry a kiss on the cheek, causing him to smile slightly in his sleep. Sighing, Hermione snuggled in next to the sleeping boy and closed her eyes.
It had been a rollercoaster day of emotions for both her and her bond-mate. Now that he was here, she felt that it could only get better. Wrung out, she fell asleep just as quickly as Harry had. She didn't even feel her mum get up from the bed and leave the room, turning out the light as she went.
Meeting Adam in the hallway, she suggested that they themselves get ready for bed and let him into the master bedroom. Both were quickly ready for bed, but to keyed up to sleep so the fell into a discussion about the day's events what it hold for their future.
After a couple of hours of discussion and round of lovemaking, they too settled in for the night and went to sleep.
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