I would apologize for the long delay, but I wouldn't really mean it. Things came up and then I just procrastinated. Orignally I had planned to include the trio talking about the past year in this chapter, but I wanted to get something out there for you guys and that would have taken me a lot longer to write so I settled for what I have here. Wasn't the easiest chapter to write, but I hope you guys like it anways. As of now this chapter isn't beta'd so please don't complain about it

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Chapter 5 – Revelations part 1

2 Days Later

It was a few hours after midnight at the Burrow and one lone individual sat in the Weasley's living room staring at the dying fire holding onto a half empty glass of fire whiskey that said individual had been nursing for quite some time. The last couple of days were finally making their presence known in his mind and the reality of what he saw and lost were finally sinking in. Harry hadn't really stopped since the day after the battle. He kept going until exhaustion took him over and then continued on the next day. It wasn't intentional, but was his subconscious own defense mechanism of pushing away those things that he didn't want to deal with, but with the events of the day and the memories that were shared he knew it was inevitable and was only hoping that the fire whiskey would help numb the pain a bit.

2 Days Prior (The Burrow)

The rest of the Weasley's and Hermione arrived at the Burrow to great relief. Molly and Arthur were greatly worried that the Burrow would not be standing when they got there, but they were happy to see that at least the outside of their home was standing and looked relatively unharmed. As they approached their home George split off from the group and headed towards an ancient tree near the pond. With a look from Arthur, Charlie and Ron went slowly after him to keep an eye on him. Ginny who wasn't really dealing with anything well went over towards a bench near the shed where Arthur kept all of his muggle supplies. With a quick warning not to go inside because there might be traps, Hermione went over to her to keep her company and find out what her problem was. Arthur, Molly and Percy all approached the house carefully ready for any sign of any traps. The three of them slowly and carefully went through the whole house and despite finding things in Ron and Ginny's room thrown all over the place the house was clear of any traps surprisingly and with a few waves of the wand everything was set to how it was before they hastily left a few weeks before.

While the Burrow was being fixed up and George was slowly walking along the edge of the pond just staring at his own reflection with Charlie and Ron chatting and sitting by the ancient tree, Ginny and Hermione were having a very heated conversation, or at least heated on Ginny's part. "…and did you see the way he looked at Cho when she came into the room? He barely even acknowledged me and there he was basically drooling just looking at her and what do you mean I am imagining things Hermione? You heard what he said Hermione. He said he slept with Tonks." Ginny paused to catch her breath for a moment, but then continued as if she hadn't even stopped. "What, what if the baby wasn't Lupin's and was…." Ginny's mouth kept moving up and down as if she was talking, but there was no sound coming out. Hermione after about five minutes of listening to her rant couldn't take any more and that comment about Lupin crossed a line.

Hermione knew that people dealt with grief differently, but she felt that if Ginny kept going on like this it wouldn't do anyone any good and would probably ending forcing a lot of people to stay away from her. It seemed that combined with the loss of Fred and a year of living in fear with teacher's that were allowed torture you had altered Ginny's personality a bit. Gone was the strong and fiercely independent youngest Weasley and in her place was someone who couldn't or didn't know how to handle all the pain and grief and fear and in turned it was making her insecure and extremely jealous when it came to Harry. It was like all her reasoning skills had left her and she was sounding like a 14 year Ronald Weasley. "Ginny! Will you please just listen for a moment?" asked an exacerbated Hermione. "I want you to calm down and actually think about the type of guy that Harry really is and then I want you to think about Tonks and the type of woman she is. Do you really think that only a few hours after hearing Remus had died, that just hours after her infant son lost his father that she would be sleeping with Harry?" she finished the question with a sniffle after mentioning Remus' death. Ginny who was caught completely off guard by Hermione actually started to think about what Hermione said and how she herself had been acting.

"Ginny I know you are hurting. We all are, but you have to stop acting like a spoiled little girl." Hermione paused for a moment as Ginny went to open her mouth, but the silencing charm was still working and so nothing came out. "Come on Ginny, use your head. You know Harry and the type of guy he is. He is hurting to and I know for a fact that he missed you a lot this past year. Do you think he really wanted to break up with you in the first place? You know how stubborn he is and how his first reaction is to protect everyone else. If you must know I caught him pulling out the Marauder's Map late at night on occasions to just stare at your name." Ginny by now was staring at Hermione dumbly as everything Hermione was saying was actually sinking in. "Ginny I know without a doubt he missed you and still cares for you, but you have to stop acting the way you are now before you push him away. These next few weeks will be hard for everyone, but if you keep on going like you are you will push Harry away and he probably won't be the only one" finished Hermione in a quiet voice.

Ginny after standing up when she began her rant finally collapsed on a bench and looked like she had been hit by a bludger. She slowly began crying as everything started to sink in for her. Losing Fred, Tonks, Remus and the loss of Harry even if it was only temporary added to the rough year where she felt alone with only Neville and Luna to stand beside made her finally breakdown. She began sobbing and mumbling apologies to Hermione who at the onset of her crying sat next to her and put an arm around her shoulders and was now hugging her tightly as Ginny cried into her bosom. They sat there for what seemed like hours and before they knew it Mrs. Weasley was calling everyone into the house letting them know it was safe.

Gringotts

Harry, Bill and Fleur stood there in shock taking in all the goblins that surrounded them including the ones that had cut them off from going back out into Diagon Alley. There was complete silence in the entry hall of Gringotts and after a few seconds the only sound that could be heard was the sound of small feet and a cane echoing throughout the building. Approaching the three was an ancient looking goblin that was wearing very expensive looking robes embroidered with gold and he looked extremely unpleasant.

Harry looked around the hall wondering how in the blue hell he was going to get of this mess. He caught the gaze of the old fierce looking goblin and didn't like what he saw. The ancient looking goblin had an extremely determined and angry look on his face that worried every non goblin in the hall. The loudness of the silence in the hall after the ancient looking goblin came to a stop was eerie. It was so ominous that it drew some stares and whispers from Diagon Alley. Everyone was tense and on edge when Harry gave a sideway glance towards Bill and spoke out of the corner of his mouth. "Bill, do something" he whispered to the eldest Weasley son. This seemed to snap Bill out of his shock and he took a slow step forward with his arms raised at shoulder height. "Honorable goblins, we come here in peace to resolve a recent event that transpired in this very bank." When Bill had stepped forward so did five of the goblin warriors in the crowd encircling them with their overly sharp spears and with a menacing look in their eyes. "And you will be leaving in pieces you filthy human thieves" shouted the cane holding goblin. Bill who happens to be and extremely intelligent man, he did receive 12 O.W.L's after all, had no idea what to say at the moment to appease the elder goblin took a step back. He was hoping that as an employee of Gringotts since he graduated Hogwarts would have helped him gain a more positive reaction, but the goblins looked to be out for blood. Fortunately for Bill and Harry, Fleur was with them.

Fleur had been thinking hard since they had left Hogwarts for a way for Harry to keep his life and hopefully his gold as well. Finally something clicked into place for her when Bill had been shouted down and Fleur stepped forward and showed both humans and goblins alike why she was one of the finest students that Beauxbaton's had produced. 'Onorable goblins I believe zat I 'ave a solution zat will please both sides and most certainly gain you profit." With the last word Fleur spoke she had the goblins complete attention and with that she knew that she could get Harry out of this giant mess. Hesitantly the goblins lowered their spears as the elder goblin waved at them and slowly led the wizards and witch a side room off the main floor.

Inside the guards lined up against the walls all the way around the room beginning and ending at the only door. Fleur looked around the room as they entered and gathered her thoughts for what she hoped and believe would settle this mess with the goblins. As the elder goblin and two other spokes goblins sat down the elder goblin looked up at her with a look that said she should start. "Elder Lockjaw, the Dark Lord 'as been defeated this very morning. We know that you must be very angry with how one of your most secure vaults was easily broken into. 'Aving worked here I 'Ave noticed that ze goblins pride themselves on security." Lockjaw was looking impatient and it was without surprise that he interrupted Fleur. "Mrs. Weasley, get to the point. We goblins are ready as it is to claim the vaults of Mr. Potter and are close to having the three of you executed for this crime.

Harry's head perked up a bit at the mention of vaults in the plural and he winced at the mention of execution, but he let Fleur continue as he figured it wouldn't be wise to ask about his vaults at this time. "Zat would be a large mistake. What I propose would be a compromise that would be beneficial to both our sides. We know 'Ow nonhumans are treated in wizarding Britain. If 'owever it were to get out that ze goblins played a part in 'elping destroy a piece of ze Dark Lord it would bring I zink, very good business to Gringotts and would go a long way to acquiring more rights in ze Ministry zat you 'ave wanted for years, non? Ze Ministry of Magic finally 'as an 'Onorable and respectable Minister for a change who all three of us are associates if not friends wiz. We are to talk wiz him in a few days and at that time we could make et known to him the role you played."

At this point Fleur looked over to Harry where he didn't look too happy especially with how Griphook treated him, but how the Goblins refused to help in the war period, but when he met Fleur's eyes and after a moment of giving him a look that said trust me, he reluctantly nodded his head which made Fleur smile. "Also, 'Arry would be willing to help pay a portion of ze cost it would take to fix ze damage done to Gringotts, as et ez no doubt zat you 'ad to make it look real to ze Death Eaters non?" When Fleur had finished she had a small tight smile on her face while Bill looked on with an admiring look as Elder Lockjaw turned to talk with the other two goblins. They must have used a goblin privacy ward because Fleur, Bill and Harry could not hear what was being said. After a good twenty minute discussion the goblins faced back to the group and lowered their wards. One of the spokes goblins looked on with a look like he didn't quite agree, but with a somewhat satisfied look on his face it was Elder Lockjaw that spoke. "You have a deal Mrs. Weasley now let us discuss the finer details."

Fleur and Bill did most of the talking while Harry sat there half listening while other thoughts ran through his mind. Harry had always felt Fleur was far more intelligent than Hermione, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley gave her credit for, but he was amazed how quickly she came up with this idea on the spot. He didn't like how the goblins would be taking some of the credit for what happened, but he knew that he was lucky to making out as he as he was. Harry was surprised to see some paperwork brought in, but was even more taken aback when Fleur asked him to sit next to her and saw that it was his financial holdings.

Harry studied it seeing what he had while Fleur and even Bill haggled over how much Harry was going to be required to pay for damage repairs. He was surprised to see how much he had in his trust vault which he hadn't realized until today was his trust vault and not his only vault. Dumbledore definitely understated when he said that he acquired 'a bit of gold' from Sirius. He was official loaded. He never had the inclination to check before, but with Sirius' added wealth his trust vault would have held a total of 1,000,000 galleons with 950,00 of that being from Sirius. That was before his 17th birthday though as his trust vault was folded into the Potter vault as he was no longer a minor and the last Potter resulting in there being no need for a trust vault. Harry was barely aware of what was being said in the room now had he saw the total wealth of the Potter family, 25,000,000 galleons, granted about a 1/3rd of that had come from what Sirius didn't leave for his trust vault.

He thought he was well off before, but now had more money than he new what to do with and didn't need to work if he didn't want to. He looked up in time to see Fleur and Lockjaw shake hands and then watched as the goblins left the room. The paperwork flashed briefly in front of him and saw that his vault now only held 24,750,000 galleons and he realized why the goblins looked extremely happy as they had left. He didn't like it, but he figured that the dragon did a lot of damage on their escape and acquiring a new dragon would probably cost a bit of money as well. "Sorry 'Arry, but that was the best zat I could do" was Fleur's response as he looked up at her and Bill. He gave her a brief smile when a thought crossed his mind. "Fleur what is it you do here part time at the bank?" Fleur who was surprised the question gave Bill a quick look, but answered anyways. "I 'elp with a few accounts as an advisor, but I mostly took ze job to help with my English why?" Harry looked deep in thought, but came to the conclusion that it would be hard for him to trust the goblins to do right by him when it came to his account and he really did want to help Fleur for helping him out. He looked at each of them asked a question that neither Fleur nor Bill were expecting.

Fleur was deep in thought as they left the bank. It had been a long time since her or her husband had rested and it was still early in the day after the long night they had. She was surprised by Harry's suggestion, but happy with it as it would give her and Bill a more suitable income to take care of their family when they decided to have one. As Harry's account manager she was going to make more money that she had been making and more than she would have if she had worked full time at Gringotts. She was allowed to work at home and the best part of it all was that the more money that she made Harry, the more that she made for herself and Bill. It was a sad day and a tough day, but there was something to look forward to in the horizon when this melancholy decides to pass them by. She tried to protest the amount that Harry offered, but he protested until Bill told her just to agree having heard how stubborn Harry could be from his brothers and sister and he had only asked her to look into one thing besides asking her to make them both more money and that was to look into the Black inheritance he received from Sirius and see if he could get a copy of Sirius Black's and his parents will to see and told her that there was no rush especially with what was to come over the next week for so.

Arriving back at the Burrow was like arriving in a whole different world compared to Diagon Alley. It was turning into a nice afternoon, but the atmosphere was quiet and subdued. Before walking into the house, Harry thanked Bill and Fleur for helping solve he goblin problem. Upon entering they found the Molly working away at the countertop on what appeared to be a meal that would last them for a week. It was well known to everyone who knew the Weasley's that Molly would make food whenever she was upset. She stopped briefly to give them all a hug, but went back to cooking quickly asking them how things went. The living room held a tired looking Mr. Weasley sitting by the fireplace with Percy and Charlie talking quietly on the couch. Bill and Fleur joined them while Harry headed upstairs to find the others.

On his way up he noticed that George had locked himself in his and Fred's room and Harry could hear him lightly weeping through the door. Ginny's room was empty and he assumed she was up in Ron's room with Hermione and Ron. Harry wasn't quite sure what he wanted to say to Ginny, but he did know that he just wanted to be with her again if she was willing to have him. Knocking softly he pushed the door open only to be found in a tight hug by Hermione he had launched herself from Ron's bed while Ron looked on bemusedly and shook his head at her actions. It was understandable to Harry because he knew that it was easier to find something funny even if it wasn't that funny then to think about what had transpired over the last day and deal with those emotions. Ginny was sitting on the cot that Harry usually slept upon when he was at the Burrow and looked towards Harry as Hermione let him go and took her seat next to Ron.

Harry moved slowly towards the cot and sat himself next to Ginny. It remained awkward for a few moments before Ginny bumped Harry's right hand with her left and that was all it took for them to being holding hands. It wasn't much, but it was a start. Not much was said between the four as they sat there, but it was a comfortable silence that they all used to help support each other by just being in one another's presence. Not really paying attention to the time to the time passing they were brought out of their thoughts by a quick yell from Mrs. Weasley alerting them that dinner was ready. One by one they made their way downstairs from Ron's room when Ron stopped Harry by grabbing his shoulder causing Harry to turn around and look at him questioningly. Ron stood there for a moment and you could tell by looking at him that he was processing what he wanted to say before he said. "Whatever you do, just don't hurt my sister again Harry." Harry was a bit startled by this thinking that it was way too soon to be thinking about hurting people more when everyone was already grieving enough as it is, but he was tired and he knew Ron was a tad bit overprotective of Ginny. He was about to tell Ron that it wouldn't be a problem when Hermione flashed across his mind. "That works both ways Ron that works both ways."

Dinner was a very subdued affair. George came down, but he mostly pushed his food around his plate and once everyone was done headed back up to his and Fred's old room before anyone could say anything to him. Everyone was hurting, but not even Molly in her grief could understand the pain of loss that George was going through having spent everyday of his life with his twin brother. Bill and Fleur opted not to go home to Shell Cottage that night and headed to Bill's old room quite early. It was a sign of the mood that even Mrs. Weasley couldn't protest even if she wanted to. Charlie and Percy bunked up in Percy's old room while the others slept in their usual bunks. The four of them split up for a bit as each of them wanted to talk a bit. Ginny led Harry to a bench that was outside of her dad's shed while Hermione and Ron just sat in a comfortable silence in the living room waiting for the others to talk about whatever they had to talk about before heading to bed.

It ended up being a clear, almost perfect night out except for the taste of sadness in the air that permeated everything. Harry and Ginny just sat there for a few minutes with Harry just staring in the sky kind of lost in his thoughts but aware that Ginny held his hand and noticing that she was somewhat staring at the sky as well, but kept glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. Harry was the first to break the silence, but still didn't turn to look at Ginny as his eyes were locked on the dog star and remembering that he got to see his parents and Sirius one last time. "I really missed you this past year you know? This may seem lame, but I even took out the Marauder's map just to stare at your name and think about you." Harry was a bit embarrassed so he stayed looking into the night sky, but Ginny had turned to face him and said quietly. "I don't think that's lame, it's actually quite of sweet." Harry smiled a little and glanced at her real quick.

They sat in silence for a few more minutes with silence only being interrupted by the chirps of the crickets. "I actually heard a story about you this past year" Harry said turning to catch Ginny's gaze with a small smile. "Oh yeah, and what is that?" Ginny was grinning back at Harry wondering what he had. "Yeah, something about a sword and breaking into the headmaster's office with two accomplices." "Did you hear that from Bill?" was Ginny's quick reply. "Actually, we heard mention of it on the run and overheard it courtesy of some extendable ears. We then got the whole story from Phineas Nigellus' portrait." Ginny shrugged, but smirked at him implying that it was not a big deal. "We just felt that if we could get you that sword somehow, then we would be doing something to help and not just be stuck in a castle waiting for something to happen. We had the whole D.A., but that was for inside school morale and we wanted to do more to help overall." Harry squeezed her hand and bumped her shoulder with his. "I'm glad you guys did that. It was how we found out that we needed the sword to destroy a horcrux.

It may not have seemed like much at the time from your point of view, but having that knowledge saved our arses in the long run." They were staring at each other now and everything else was forgotten. Harry leaned towards her a bit and Ginny brought her head up to meet Harry in a chaste kiss that both pulled back from to ask each other a question that only eyes can ask and both answered by deepening the kiss. They ended up kissing for several minutes when Harry finally pulled back and put his forehead on Ginny's. "So does this mean that you will give me another chance and be my girlfriend again?" Ginny's only answer was to lean back in for another kiss and though it was a day they would not forget and was filled with pain for both and everyone around them, there were positives to take from it.

Elsewhere in England, a widowed single mother was having trouble sleeping. Her thoughts kept drifting to her dear Remus and it constantly led to tears. Her hair a limp mousy brown along with a tear streaked face that had fallen from a pair of grey eyes that misery could be seen in from a mile away. Andromeda was in Teddy's room slowly rocking him in a rocking chair while she listened to her daughter sob. Andromeda was able to only feel some of the pain that her Nymphadora was going through. She was fortunate enough to have gotten nearly thirty years with her husband Ted before he was taking away from her. She still missed him dearly, but she realized that in the end, that she and Ted were able to raise their child together and enjoy a life full with love. She knew that Nymphadora would never be able to have that now. She may have had reservations at first about her only daughter marrying a werewolf, but once she got to know Remus and he proved he was going to stick around he grew on her and she grew to care for him to and it was not hard to realize that her daughter and Remus were very much in love with one another. Her heart broke for her daughter when Harry arrived yesterday morning to tell them the news. On one hand there was relief that it was finally over and that peace was finally within reach for those had had witnessed two wars.

After Harry had left the Tonks, Nym slowly closed herself off. Not even the presence of Teddy did much to take away the pain and she was barely able to keep herself together for Teddy and not break down in front of him. Andromeda ended up slowly watched her daughter wander around the house and eventually she had to take Teddy from her and after lunch had forced her daughter to go lay down. Andromeda ended up taking care of Teddy for the rest of the day and besides coming down for a dinner that she barely ate and after forcing a smile on her face so that Teddy wouldn't be upset she sat down and played him for an hour or so until he fell asleep and she put him to lay down in his room. Tonks then kissed her mom goodnight and went into her room where she tried crying herself to sleep. What Andromeda didn't know was that guilt was eating her daughter alive.

Tonks was trying to sleep, but dreams would not come to her. All she could think about was if she had been there with Remus and how things might have been different. If she had been there she felt that she could be in bed with Remus right now enjoying the peace that they had fought so hard for. She was beating herself up for listening to Remus and staying home while he went and risked everything. It was a cycle of thoughts that kept going over and over in her mind and she didn't realize that she was sobbing aloud now and that Andromeda had to place a silencing ward on her room so that Teddy would not be woken up. Andromeda ended up heading downstairs to grab herself a glass of firewhiskey to sip on while she lost herself in her own thoughts. Andromeda had tried to talk to her daughter at dinner and sympathize with her, but Tonks wasn't really listening to her and Andromeda understood the freshness of that hurt and how hard it was for others to console you. She lost track of the time and realized it was nearing time for her to go to bed.

On her way up stairs she checked up on Tonks by poking her head in her room only to find Tonks still crying. She walked over the bed gently rubbed her back trying to soothe her daughter's tears. "Why don't you floo Harry and talk about Remus with him some more. I know it won't help a great deal, but it might give you some comfort Nymphadora and help you sleep." Tonks slowly eased her crying and wiped her eyes while sitting up and looking at her mother. "I'm sure he has enough problems mom and he has enough worries and grief of his own to worry about my own" she hiccupped out. Andromeda patted her thigh and stood up. "Dora" she said with a small smile, "I don't doubt you, but grief is better and easier to deal with when it is shared with others." That being said, she gave Tonks a kiss to on the top of her head and went to go to bed herself. It took Tonks a while as she sat on the edge of her bed and looked out the window at the night sky, but figured she give what her mum said some credence and see if anyone was up at the burrow. She went to the bathroom sink and washed her face to try and hide the tears that had fallen for most of the day, though her eyes could hide neither the pain nor the fact that it wouldn't take much to set her off again. She made her way downstairs to the floo and grabbed some powder. Kneeling on the floor she threw some in the fireplace and stuck her head in saying, "the burrow."

Harry and Ginny were making their way back inside deciding to call a night when they met up with Hermione and Ron still relaxing and talking quietly in the living room. They got up as the pair walked in and all four of them headed towards the stairs for bed, even if Ron wasn't too thrilled to sleep on a bed that ghoul had slept on. Just as Harry was about to step on the stairs to follow the rest up the fireplace erupted green and a head poked through.

Tonks was unable to see anyone, but her attention was gained from the side near the stairs just out of her view. "Tonks?" Tonks tried looking around, but her mobility was limited. The four came back over in a hurry surrounding the fireplace startling Tonks. She looked kind of flustered, but in a quiet voice that wasn't normally heard from her she questioned Harry. "Umm, Harry. Would you mind coming over for a bit." She looked uncomfortable and Harry realized this and motioned for the others to head to bed. The only one who was really reluctant was Ginny and before she left she gave him a very possessive kiss and followed Ron and Hermione up the stairs.

No one saw it, but just before Ginny made her way upstairs she turned around on the bottom step and had a frown on her face as she looked at Tonks that detracted from her normal cheerful disposition. "What's up Tonks? How are you holding up?" Harry questioned her. Not sure if it was the question or what, but Tonks eyes started tearing up again and in a whisper that just didn't suit her, "could just come over for a while and we can talk?" Harry was tired, but could see Tonks needed someone to talk to and with a small smile and a nod of the head he flooed over to her residence.

It was a half hour later that Ginny made her up to Ron's room to see if Harry was there and when he wasn't she head downstairs figuring he was still talking to Tonks. When she arrived in the living to find it empty, she had a look on her face that could kill just like a basilisk and planted herself on the couch with her arms crossed hoping to wait up for Harry and show him that he was hers as she was his.

I'm trying to make Ginny more likeable while at the same time making it easy for her and Harry to split up when the time comes. Its not easy to write that, but I'm doing my best. There is a reason I gave Harry so much money and it will come in to play later!

Can someone tell me who came first; the Peverells or the Slytherins? I'm trying to figure out how Harry isn't Slytherins heir if the Peverell is a younger line and its confusing me. From what I gather so far the Slytherin line is older, but I just want your takes. It will come in handy for another story I am working on! Thanks