A/n well, I'm back. So how was everyone's Christmas'? Get a good haul or was it a 'shut up and take what little I can give' Christmas. I like my presents, including the new 17' LCD flatscreen monitor. I also got NFS: Most Wanted.

Chapter 5

ENJOY

The next day the letters arrived from Hogwarts, stating that the school would re-open in September. The moment when the letters arrived, all of the teenagers looked at each other uncomfortably. They hadn't told the other Weasleys that Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron would not be attending hogwarts, as they were going to find and destroy the rest of the horcruxes. Finally, they agreed that the best thing to do was confront Mr. Weasley about the matter. Harry walked into the living room where Mr. Weasley was finishing up a biscuit.

"Er, Mr. Weasley, could we speak to you for a minute?" Harry asked, timidly.

"Oh, sure. I had a feeling that you all would come and see me soon." He replied making them all

sigh in relief.

"Um, about this school year. I don't think that the four of us are going to go to Hogwarts. We have some, ah, unfinished business." Harry was debating on telling Mr. Weasley about the horcruxes. He glanced at Ginny. She shrugged and nodded.

"You are going to look for the Horcruxes, I assume?" Mr. Weasley said with a smile. This startled all of the teenagers. They looked at the older man. "Dumbledore told me about them before he died." He clarified, obviously seeing the incredulous looks on their faces.

"Oh, well in that case, yes, we are. We are going to London to look for the orphanage where Voldemort grew up." Harry said. He continued, "then we may be going to the Riddle House in Upper Hangleton. I think that he may very well have left a Horcrux there."

"Very well. However," Mr. Weasley leaned in and whispered so lowly that they also had to lean in to hear. "You should not tell Molly. She would have a heart attack if she knew."

"Don't worry, Dad, we won't." Ginny replied for them.

"Good. Now, time to go to work." Mr Weasley straightened up and smoothed his muggle clothes. He might have apparated to the ministry before, but now he had to apparate in a nearby alleyway. The new anti-apparation wards were now in effect for the ministry. He pecked Mrs. Weasley on the cheek, bid his children, Harry, and Hermione goodbye and was off.

"Well, that went smoothly." Ron said earnestly. They all agreed with him and walked upstairs.

Once safely inside of Ginny's and Hermione's room, Harry told them the plan. They were to go from London to Upper Hangleton. Then they would find out some other places as they went along.

"We will need some supplies." Hermione stated.

"Yeah, and not just food and stuff. We also need a tent, brooms, muggle money, and a few spell books." Harry added.

"Well, I can get the spell books." Hermione said predictably. Ron grinned, which got him a rather noisy smack on the cheek.

"Well, Ginny and I can get a few supplies in Diagon Alley. Ron can you cook." Harry asked. Ginny snorted.

"I think you should let me cook, Harry. If Ron cooks, I would doubt its edibility. Besides, I can get some practice in." She winked at Harry and marched out of the room. Ron did not speak to her for the rest of the day.

The next day dawned bright and early, though still not beating Harry, who had been up since about three in the morning. He was still thinking about not letting Ginny go. Though, he realized, it would not make much of a difference what he thought, as she would not let him keep her out of this mission unless he tied her to the burrow with chains and put a Permanent Sticking charm on her. He grinned as he imagined this. It was quite funny, until he thought of what she would do to him if he did do this. He heard his door open.

"You awake already?" Ginny asked sleepily.

"Yep. What's up?" Harry asked.

"Nothing. Just wanted to see if you wanted breakfast." She walked up to him and rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her waist and walked to the door.

"That sounds great." Harry kissed her and they walked down to the kitchen, where Mrs. Weasley beamed at them.

"Morning." Yawned a sleepy Hermione as she walked down to the kitchen.

"I need to go to headquarters. Order Business." She told them. "Are you lot going to be okay? Where are you going to be? Are you going to be at separate places? I don't want you to split up."

"Mrs. Weasley! We will be fine." Harry assured her. "Ron and I are going to Diagon Alley. Ginny is going to practice her cooking and Hermione is going to get her stuff ready for school."

"Oh, well, be careful. I don't think it is wise for you to be running around Diagon Alley for long. If I had my way, you wouldn't be going at all, but I know that you would never listen to me for that." Mrs. Weasley said. She bid them goodbye and flooed to number 12 Grimmuald place.

"Has she ever given up on something like that before?" Harry asked Ron, who shrugged and kept eating.

Later that day Ron and Harry flooed to the Twins' shop in Diagon Alley. They decided to get a broom for Hermione first. They walked into Gringotts to withdraw money from Harry's small fortune of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts. They approached the desk that had the label 'GRIPHOOK' on it.

"Ah, Mr. Potter." Griphook said with an unpleasant smile on his face.

"Hello Griphook. I need to withdraw say, do you think forty thousand galleons would be enough for this, Ron?" Harry turned to look at his friend.

"If I said no, could I have the extra change?" Ron asked. Harry took that as a yes. They set off toward the dungeon that had the cart that raced down into the bowels of the earth.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, I almost forgot." Griphook halted, almost causing Harry to step on him. "I have some business that I need to discuss in private with you after your withdrawal. Or would you like to talk now?" Griphook asked Harry.

"Well, if it is important, then now." Harry replied.

"Very well. Right this way, please." They left Ron standing next to the door of Griphook's office. Griphook led Harry to his office. He sat and motioned for Harry to do the same. "Now, as you know, you were left a fairly large sum of money from your parents. However, your godfather, Sirius Black, left you an even larger sum. He instructed that when you come of age and you come here, that I give you the key. Also, you, being of age, have access to both the Black Family Vault, and the Potter Family Vault." Griphook handed Harry three keys. One had the black family crest on it. He knew that was the black family vault key. Another had a crest that looked almost exactly like the Hogwarts crest but with a 'P' in the middle. The final one was jet black. Harry knew that this was the one that Sirius had left for him.

"And, exactly how much gold is in each of these?" Harry questioned.

"In the vault that Sirius Black left you, exactly Forty-Two million, seven hundred thousand fifty two galleons are present." Harry nearly had a heart attack. Almost forty-three million galleons. That was way too much. "In the Potter Family Vault, you were left another sixty million galleons and in the Black Family Vault you were left twenty million galleons. All together you have received one hundred-twenty million galleons." Griphook looked at Harry, who was in a state of shock. He hadn't even heard of one hundred-twenty million galleons. They stood and walked out of the door.

"So how much did you make on this little visit?" Ron asked. Harry just mouthed silently. "What was that? I didn't quite catch you." Ron pressed. Harry found his voice.

"One Hundred-twenty million." He muttered silently. He wasn't quite sure Ron had heard him until he realized that Ron had stopped several yards back. His face was pale and wore an expression of shock.

"And what are you going to do with that kind of money?" Ron asked.

"Probably live a long life with my newly rich family, the Weasleys." Harry grinned. Ron grinned back.

"So, shall we get going?" Griphook led them into a cart. They started speeding into the bowels of the earth.

"So are we going to the potter vault, your vault, sirius' vault, and the black vault?" Ron asked.

"We need to get back soon so we will save that for later." harry replied.

"Okay, but I think that we will need a while to get through them all in one day." Ron stated. He was looking eagerly at Harry.

"So we will split it up. One day we will do the potter vault, another the black vault, and so on." Harry said. He was waiting patiently for the day when he would be able to search through his families vault. What would he find? He thought of all of the things that he might find as the cart shuddered and came to a halt. Griphook took Harry's key and unlocked the vault door. Harry and Ron quickly summoned forty thousand galleons and stuffed them into harry's enlarged money bag. He had used the same spell that he had seen on Mr. Weasley's Ford Anglia five years previous.

After they got all of the gold, they went to Quality Quidditch Supplies and bought four FireStrikes, the fastest brooms since the Firebolt. The shopkeeper was ecstatic, having never made more money in one sale, he threw in four broomstick servicing kits and compasses for each of the brooms. They then went to the muggle supplies store and bought a tent. They would enlarge it later so it would fit four comfortably. After that, they went to Flourish and Blotts for spellbooks. They walked back to the Twins' shop, fairly satisfied with the items that they had purchased, and flooed back to the burrow. The table in the kitchen was piled with food.

"I have put an everlasting charm on them so they can't go bad." Ginny told them. "What are those?" she pointed at the FireStrike brooms. "Wow!" She grabbed one and held it out. The handle was a golden broom with a red tint. The tail was perfectly clipped and tailored to match the tint of fiery red of the handle.

"These must have cost a fortune!" She said in amazement.

"More than you're worth." Ron said. Ginny shot him a glare.

They rushed the goods upstairs and packed them in their trunks. The brooms went in harry's trunk, along with the tent, and the spellbooks. Everything else was split up to fit in the other three trunks. After they finished packing, they went into the kitchen and ate some of Ginny's food. Harry had to admit, it was good, but not as good as Mrs. Weasleys. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley returned home around the same time, at nine o'clock. They finished the day with some tea and went off to bed. Harry was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

A/n: sorry it took me so long to update, but I was at my dads all week. I can't update there because I don't have an internet connection. Oh, by the way, I might take a few days to update for a few weeks, as school is back in session and I don't think I could live with myself if I just blew it off. (Not really. I could live with myself quite comfortably, but I couldn't live with my mother.) Until next chapter!

Hellyoukai.