(A/N: It was brought to my attention that I made a boo-boo. Ok several. I wasn't really thinking, and I 'magically' placed Harry's trunk with him, when I had it with Ginny shrunken. The same with Hedwig. Now I could say this was magic… but it was just an oversight. Having a beta would really help, but I really don't know who I could turn to for that. Also, "David" mentioned The world's tallest tree, the Hyperion redwood, is 379.1 feet

tall. Mountains in Britain are, by definition, at least two thousand feet

high." So much for artistic license, eh? Remember, this is a 13 year old's perspective. The mountains he's seen at Hogwarts were at a distance, therefore comparing them to that, yeah, the trees would be 'as high as mountains.' Thanks for the fun fact, David.  or should I call you Hermione junior? Hehe Just kidding. Thanks!)

Chapter 3: Reunion

Harry woke the next morning refreshed and ready to face the day. He rolled out of bed and headed to the shower. He knew there was a lot to do today. He had to floo Ginny soon, and meet Sirius at Privet Drive. He didn't know if Hedwig made it back or not, but he knew she wouldn't fail in delivering his messages. He also knew that Dumbledore probably was out there looking for him. That didn't bother him much.

Ten minutes later, Harry was dressed for the day and downstairs in the dining room. As he entered the dining room, he saw that his sister was already seated at the table, drinking tea and eating breakfast. Harry sat down opposite her and opened the Daily Prophet that was sitting in front of him.

MINISTER TO OPPOSE MUGGLEBORN EDUCATION ACT

Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge announced today that he plans on opposing the Muggleborn Education Act, which would allow muggle born students to be properly educated about the wizarding world in required classes for first year. Minister Fudge was quoted saying: "It is just not feasible for the Ministry to provide this type of education. The costs of hiring a new teacher, along with the space available at Hogwarts, it just can't be done." However, Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore took the opposite view. When questions, Headmaster Dumbledore stated: "Cornelius is incorrect when it comes to space available at Hogwarts. Currently there are many unused classrooms, and the expense for a new teacher would not be as extreme as he believes. Our muggleborn population needs to be educated in Wizarding Traditions so they may better incorporate into the Wizarding World. When it comes to our society, without the Muggleborn students, then the Wizarding world is doomed." This reporter has similar thoughts as the Headmaster, and believes that it is time for a change. If not for muggleborn wizards and witches, the wizarding community, with pure-blood alone, would greatly diminish in the next few generations, and magic would disappear. It is…

Harry stopped reading after that. He looked up at his sister in askance.

"I thought you might find that interesting." Rose said. "I mean, for the first three years of my education, I thought I was muggleborn. This idea… has merit. I mean, not all muggleborns are like me, who read ahead and learn as much as they can."

"That's true. It looks like Fudge is deliberately trying to surpress the muggleborn population. I think it's time something like this happens. I don't know what I could do about it… after what happened this year with Sirius and the Ministry, I can't say that I trust them."

"Speaking of which… are you going to contact Sirius?" Rose asked.

"I'm meeting him today at noon." Harry replied. Rose immediately dropped her fork.

"Harry! You can't! If they catch you outside… something might happen. They may force you back to Privet Drive and back to your relatives!" Rose squealed.

"It's okay, Rose. Unlike last year, I have a way out no matter what. Remember, I'm the heir to Hogwarts. If I have to, I'll portkey to Hogwarts. Or I'll just come back here directly."

"How can you do that? Hogwarts is warded… and I'm sure Potter Manor is warded." Rose asked.

"I have the Potter Family Ring. I also have the Hogwarts Ring. They allow me all access to every property I own. Besides, Rose, I want you to go to the Burrow and talk with Ron and Ginny. Don't tell them anything until I get there. Instead of flooing Ginny, I'm going to talk to her face to face. Ron too."

"Are you sure that's wise, Harry?" Rose asked, looking scared. "You know how Ron is. Once he gets angry he may blurt something out."

"You're forgetting, sis. We're under a fidelus. It can't be revealed except by me." Harry replied. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only ten in the morning. Harry decided that he would leave early, just in case Sirius was there. "Ariel!" Harry called his phoenix, and immediately the white phoenix appeared on his shoulder. Stroking the white plumage, Harry asked her if she wouldn't mind taking him to Privet Drive.

'Of course, Harry. I'd be delighted to.' Ariel replied.

'Did she just answer me?' Harry thought to himself.

'Of course I did.' Ariel replied. 'This is why I had to cut you last night. So that we may bond properly, and we can communicate. It is the way of the Phoenix, youngling.'

'Why do you call me youngling?' Harry asked.

'You shall find out, youngling, when the time is right.' Ariel replied. To Rose, it seemed as though the phoenix was trilling note after note. Harry heard words in the song, but Rose didn't know that.

"I will return, Hermione." Harry said. "Blimey, I think I'll just continue to call you Hermione. It's much easier. I don't think we're going to tell anyone at school anyway."

"They're going to find out sooner or later Harry. I mean, after all, we do look alike now. My hair is darker, my eyes are lighter…" Rose began.

"That may be true, Hermione, but right now, the only people that are going to know is Ron, Ginny, Sirius and Remus. Those are the only ones I know I can trust right away. Sirius didn't have time to tell me before he got away on Buckbeak, and Remus, well, I can't really blame him if he knew. He was probably under orders from Dumbledore not to tell us."

"If he actually knew that I was James and Lily's daughter… I mean, I really didn't look like them." Rose said. "I think…no. He doesn't look at me like he knew me. Remember the shrieking shack? He didn't seem like he really knew anything besides Sirius being innocent. And the map says 'Hermione Granger,' so I don't think he would really know."

"We'll find out soon enough. I'm going to go get Sirius, and meet you back here. Your office… or study if you will, is over there. You can't enter mine, but I'm sure there's enough in yours to keep you occupied. Plus, the library…" At the word 'library', Hermione immediately perked up and rushed out the dining room. 'Typical Hermione. Never let a book go unread.' Harry thought to himself. He grabbed the tail feathers offered to him and together they flashed over to the park at Privet Drive.

Ginny sat in her room at the Burrow fuming. Not only had Harry's friend betrayed him, but she felt like Hermione betrayed her too. In her heart, she knew that no matter what Harry decided, she would stand by him through thick and thin. It was her Harry. She knew she loved Harry, and it wasn't a teenage crush. Ever since last year, when Harry rescued her from the Chamber, she knew that the crush on the boy-who-lived was gone, and replaced with genuine love. There would be no others for her. Whether Harry knew it or not though was the question. Harry seemed to be thick when it comes to girls, but she passed that off as being a boy.

Ginny's thoughts were interrupted by a light tapping on the window. Ginny turned to see Hedwig perched out on her windowsill, looking thoughtful. Ginny rushed over to the window and opened it, allowing Hedwig to enter her room.

"Hello Hedwig. I see you got letters here…" Ginny said absently, stroking the white owl. She untied the letters and gave Hedwig an owl treat. "You can rest here if you want, girl." Hedwig hooted a thanks and perched herself on Ginny's headboard, where she tucked her head under her wing and fell asleep. Ginny fingered her letter, and the other letter addressed to Ron. She left her room in search of her older brother.

"Ron… Hedwig arrived with a letter for you." Ginny said, handing Ron his letter.

"You have heard from Mr. Potter?" A voice interrupted. Ginny turned to see the Headmaster sitting at the kitchen table. Ginny instantly paled and looked to Ron for support. Finding none, she turned back towards the Headmaster.

"Yes, I did." Ginny replied.

"What did Mr. Potter have to say, Miss Weasley?" Dumbledore asked.

"That is between me and Harry, Headmaster." Ginny replied.

"GINERVA MOLLY WEASLEY! You will not disrespect the Headmaster!" Molly yelled.

"It is not disrespect, Mum. It's privacy. It is none of his business what Harry writes to me, or to anyone in a letter. If he wants to talk to the Headmaster, then he will write directly to him." Ginny reasoned.

"Do you know where Mr. Potter is?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, and if I did, do you really think I would betray him and tell you?" Ginny snapped. The twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes grew, and Ginny quickly looked away.

"It is alright, Miss Weasley. It is admirable that you wish to protect Harry. However, we need to know where he is. It is for his own safety."

"Safety, eh?" Ginny snapped. "So you really think it's safe for him to be with those muggles, who stuff him in a cupboard under the stairs, feed him scraps, abuse him, tell him he's worthless…" Ginny rambled on for another five minutes, much to the horror of Molly Weasley, who listened intently as her daughter described Harry's home life. "Do you really blame him for leaving the Dursleys?"

"I was not aware of such things happening at Harry's home. I will visit there soon to make sure that the situation is corrected."

"I highly doubt that will do anything, Headmaster." Ron interrupted. "Harry says he's not going back to Privet Drive, and I believe him. There's no way you can force him."

"I am his magical guardian, Mr. Weasley. He will go where I tell him to." Dumbledore chuckled, and Ginny and Ron both flushed with anger. What surprised them was that Molly Weasley too, was flushing with anger.

"So you will leave a thirteen year old boy to those awful muggles?" Molly Weasley asked. "You're supposed to be protecting Harry, not feeding him to the wolves! How dare you Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore!"

"Now now, Molly. You know that the wards around Privet Drive protect Harry as long as he calls Privet Drive his home." Dumbledore said. "No wizard or witch who means him harm can enter Privet Drive."

"That doesn't mean that muggles who intend him harm can't enter!" Ginny fumed. This set the Headmaster back in thought, his eyes clearly thinking.

"I suppose not, Miss Weasley. I will correct that, and make sure Mr. Potter returns to Privet Drive." Dumbledore said.

"Bloody unlikely." Ron mumbled.

"HELLO? Anyone here?" a voice came from the floo.

"HARRY."

"Mr. Potter?"

Harry and Ariel arrived at the park at Privet Drive under the cover of trees and bushes. Harry looked out to the park and didn't see anyone. His eyes scanned the play park, and found nothing there. Harry moved out into the open so he could scan the trees and bushes and saw nothing. Harry knew that he was a bit early, but he thought that since Ariel had indeed come back then she got the message to Sirius. Instead, Harry knew he had to wait. Fortunately, he wouldn't have to wait long. Harry moved over to the swings and sat himself down. Not even five minutes later, a black shaggy dog poked its head through the bushes, acting like Harry did when he first arrived. He scanned the park for any unwanted people, and ambled along towards the swings, acting like a typical stray dog, sniffing around, acting jittery, and playing in the grass. The noise snapped Harry out of his thoughts, as he turned and looked at the black dog. Not saying a word, Harry rose from the swings and walked back towards the bushes, ducking down so that he was out of sight.

"Hello Snuffles. I don't know if you can understand me, but you need to listen carefully. Harry Potter lives at Potter Manor in Scotland. Remember that. Harry put his arm around the black dog's neck tightly and used his finger to tap the portkey back to Potter Manor. They arrived in the entrance hall, where they landed with a thud.

'Bloody hell, I'll never get used to that.' Harry thought to himself. Harry let go of the big black dog and stood up. "It's ok Sirius, you can revert back to your human form. You're safe here." Immediately the big black dog was replaced by the scraggly looking form of his godfather.

"Bloody hell, Harry. How did you find out about Potter Manor?" Sirius asked as he hugged his godson. "That was one of the things I was going to tell you about."

"Actually Sirius, a beautiful redhead told me that I had more than my trust fund vault…and it sorta snowballed from there." Harry said. "Devine, would you please bring some food and tea for Sirius?" Harry asked.

"Of course, Harry. Welcome back, Mr. Black. It is good to see you again." Devine said, bowing to Sirius.

"Hello, Devine. It's good seeing you too. You have been taking good care of Harry here, haven't you?" Sirius asked the small elf.

"He is as stubborn as Master James." Devine mumbled under her breath. "But of course, Mr. Black." She said louder, over the laughter of Sirius.

"Yes, I'm sure he's more stubborn than James was." Sirius remarked, much to Harry's embarrassment. They were interrupted however, by a mane of black hair almost tackling Sirius.

"Sirius! It's good to see you. Haven't you eaten in the past two weeks? What's going on? Where have you been? How are you?" Hermione asked in one breath.

"Her…Hermione? Is that you?" Sirius asked questioningly. After a good look between Harry and Hermione, Sirius began to sputter. "Rose?"

"You knew?" Harry asked bemusedly.

"Yes…I knew that your sister was out there somewhere. I didn't know it was… Hermione." Sirius said. "When did you find out?"

"Yesterday." The pair replied.

"Harry found out through Gringotts, I'm guessing our parents' will, and Harry sent Blitz to me, and he told me." Hermione explained. "I didn't believe him at first, but then he showed me the identification parchment, and it proved it."

"I'm glad you found each other. Have you told Remus yet?" Sirius asked.

"No… but why would we?" Harry asked.

"Remus is Rose's Godfather." Sirius replied. "When we found out your mum was pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl, we figured that Rose would be like her mum, while you would be like your dad. So, your parents made Remus her godfather, and me yours."

"I have a godfather?" Hermione asked. Sirius nodded. "We need to find Remus and tell him. Do you know where Remus lives?"

"Of course I do. But I don't know how I'm going to get there from here. I still don't have a wand." Sirius said, snacking on some biscuits that Devine brought.

"Mr. Black, you have your secondary wand here still." Devine said. "You left it here for safe keeping before Master James and Mistress Lily went into hiding."

"Blimey, I forgot all about that wand. I thought I lost it." Sirius said. "Could you please bring it to me, Devine?" Devine looked at Sirius then at Harry, who nodded slightly.

"Of course, Mr. Black." Instantly, Devine disappeared only to reappear a moment later with a long black wand. "We kept it polished and in working order, Mr. Black. We knew you would never betray Mistress Lily and Master James. You were their best friend."

"You're right, Devine. They were my best friends. It was that rat Pettigrew."

"I never liked that boy." Devine replied, much to the shock of Harry and Hermione. They never heard a house elf mention dislike for any wizard or witch.

"Devine, would you show Sirius to a room and make sure he gets cleaned up and rested? I have a floo call to make, and when he is sufficiently cleaned and rested, he can then go find Remus." Harry said, looking at his Godfather.

"Harry, I'm perfectly fine to take care of myself…" Sirius blubbered.

"Nonsense. Devine will take care of you, and you will rest before finding Remus. Hermione, if you want…"

"I want to get back to the library. I was reading a book on the Evans family history." Hermione replied. "I'll let you know if I find anything interesting." With that, Hermione trooped off back to the library, as Devine was dragging a protesting Sirius upstairs. Harry couldn't help but laugh at the scene, but he had to contact Ginny before she got angry with him. That was one thing Harry didn't want to mess with, was the youngest redhead's temper. Harry headed to the floo and aimed his wand. Incendio! Immediately, a fire roared into life as Harry took a pinch of floo powder and threw it in the fire place, calling "The BURROW"

"HELLO? Anyone here?" Harry called.

"HARRY!" Ginny's voice came.

"Mr. Potter?" another voice came. Harry's heart fell when he heard that voice. It was the voice of Albus Dumbledore.

"Where are you, Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore asked.

"That is none of your concern, Headmaster. I am at my new home. I will no longer be living at Privet Drive." Harry responded coldly. Unknown to Harry, miles away in the Headmaster's office, one of the many silver instruments that lined the headmaster's office spun fast, glowing gold before suddenly stopping and sitting still. It was the warning that the blood wards on Privet Drive had fallen, and from there on out, Harry would no longer be protected there by those blood wards.

"Mr. Potter, you must go back to Privet Drive." Dumbledore responded.

"No, I don't think so. Ginny, I'll floo you back some other time, when there isn't a meddling old man there." Harry said before turning.

"Harry, wait!" Ginny responded. "Come through. Don't worry about the Headmaster. Mum know how those muggles treated you, and she won't let you go back to them."

"How can I be sure, Gin?" Harry said. "It's not like I can't leave there again if I have to, but I really don't trust the Headmaster anymore. In fact, until he steps down as Headmaster, I will not be returning to Hogwarts." This took both Molly and Dumbledore by surprise.

"Harry… please come over here. I promise you that the Headmaster will not force you back to those awful muggles." Molly responded. "I'll hex him myself if he tries." Harry thought about it for a moment before shrugging and stepping through to the Burrow. Immediately, Ginny tackled him in a big hug.

"Are you okay?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah, Gin. Things went according to my plan so far. I've got a lot of things to do over the summer, and it involves making sure I have the freedom to do so." Harry replied.

"Mr. Potter, I must know where you are living." Dumbledore said.

"As I said, Headmaster, it is none of your concern." Harry responded. He felt the light brush of legillimency on his mind, much to Harry's dismay. Immediately, he pushed the Headmaster out of his mind and pulled his wand. "I wouldn't do that again if I were you, Headmaster. It is illegal to probe the mind of a minor."

"I apologize, Mr. Potter." Albus responded quickly. "It is an old failing of mine, to which I am deeply ashamed."

"Yeah, whatever. Now, you wish to discuss why I left Privet Drive?" he turned to Molly asking.

"I understand why you left, Harry dear. But where did you go?" Molly asked.

"I am somewhere safe, Mrs. Weasley. I do have adult supervision, and there are things we need to discuss anyway. So I think I'm glad that the Headmaster is here. Things are about to change drastically, and I think that Mr. Weasley should be here too." Harry said, looking at the Headmaster. Molly fumbled around, looking at Harry. "Please, Mrs. Weasley, if you would get Mr. Weasley too, it would be better than having to go over this multiple times." Mrs. Weasley nodded and headed to the den where Arthur Weasley was holed up working. A few moments later, the balding man joined the trio in the kitchen.

"Harry! It's good to see you again. How was term?" Arthur asked.

"It was fine, Mr. Weasely. I asked you to join us because this somewhat involves you too. You see, the Headmaster here has seen fit to break the law multiple times, and in one instance it involves you and Mrs. Weasley." Harry said. The look on Dumbeldore's face was passive, but Harry could see the anger in his eyes.

"What do you mean, Harry?" Mr. Weasely asked.

"Why not ask the Headmaster, since he's here." Harry answered. "I mean, after all, it's going to be in the Daily Prophet in a couple of days anyway." Harry lied. If there was one thing that Harry learned over the course of his short life, was that Dumbledore could not easily give answers to questions.
"I do not know to what you are referring to, Harry." Dumbledore sighed. The boy knows too much. I must find a way to get him on his own to Obliviate him. "Might I suggest we speak of this privately, Harry?"

"No, I don't think so, Headmaster. You see, I read my parents will. Imagine my surprise when I found out that I was to go to Sirius instead of the Dursleys."

"You know you couldn't go to Sirius, as he was in Azkaban." Dumbledore replied quickly.

"That is true. But I wonder if you set Sirius up. After all, you knew that Pettigrew was the secret keeper. You did perform the Fidelus Charm." Harry said scathingly.

"WHAT?" Ginny, Molly and Arthur yelled.

"Oh! You didn't know that? Well, I have written proof, on my parent's will, that Dumbledore knew Pettigrew was the secret keeper. So, he made sure I couldn't go to Sirius. After Sirius, was Remus Lupin. But funny enough, the anti-werewolf legislation appeared just after my parents died, so he couldn't take me. But you know what the kicker was, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley?"

"What's that, Harry?" Arthur asked.

"I was to come to you and Mrs. Weasley. You were to get 10,000 galleons a year for my care. But Dumbledore saw fit to intercept the reading of my parents will, which of course is illegal, and probably ruined what could have been a long friendship. Of course, I consider your family the only family I ever had worth mentioning, but there were other things in the will that needs explaining." Harry finished.

"So you know of that, do you?" Arthur asked smiling. "I'm sorry, Harry. We figured that you should find out for yourselves if that is truly what you want." Arthur placed a hand on Harry's shoulder, and looked at Harry in such a fatherly way.

"I'm not angry about that, Mr. Weasley. In fact, I think I understand that more than anything else. Like, why Dumbledore decided to do all of this."

"I only wanted to protect you, Harry." Dumbledore sighed. "Your protection was most important than anything."

"Why?"

"There were still death eaters out there." Dumbledore responded.

"You placed me with the Durselys not three hours after the attack on my parents. You had to have planned that. Don't give me this bullshit that you had to think quickly. You could have kept me at Hogwarts for the time being. But instead, you chose to deny my parents wishes, and therefore you have lost my trust completely. I don't think you could ever get that back."

"I am sorry, Harry. I truly am. But there are dangers out there that you must be.."

"Oh stop already. Why not tell the truth for once? The straight truth. Why did Voldemort…" gasps filled the kitchen. Ignoring it, Harry continued, "why did Volemort come after my parents and me?"

"You are too young to know…" Dumbledore began.

"Then I'm afraid that I must withdraw from Hogwarts. I will attend a different school." Harry interrupted. "I can't trust you, since you can't be forthright with me with information that directly concerns me."

"You cannot do that, as I am your magical guardian." Dumbledore replied.

"Are you now?" Harry challenged. "Are you sure about that?"

"I am most certain, Harry." Dumbledore said smugly.

"I take it you haven't been to the Ministry lately then?" Harry asked.

"I have, Harry. I was in my office when word came through." Arthur smiled. "Now I know that it must be true."

"What's going on Arthur?" Molly asked.

"Daddy?"

"Harry has taken over the head of the Potter family, and the Black family. He has become an adult in the wizarding world, with all of his finances and titles. Technically, he is now Lord Harry James Potter-Black-Gryffindor."

"You… you… you're…" Ginny sputtered.

"Yes, Ginny. I am the heir to Gryffindor. Of course, I'm also heir to Ravenclaw and Slytherin too… by blood for Ravenclaw, and magic by Slytherin. You do know what this means, don't you Headmaster?"

"You cannot possibly mean…" Dumbledore began. Harry held up his left hand, showing the Hogwarts crest ring. Dumbledore's face fell.

"Yes, I see you understand exactly what this means. Now, since you won't step down as Headmaster, I'm afraid that you…"

"Harry, don't." Ginny interrupted. "He may be of use as Headmaster. He can't control you any longer, and with him knowing that you're the founder's heir…"

"I suppose you're right, Gin. Headmaster, how about we come to some sort of agreement. A magical binding contract of sorts." Harry began.

"What did you have in mind?" Dumbleddore asked. If I can't control the boy, maybe I can help influence his decisions.

"I want you to swear a binding oath that you will tell me nothing but the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth to any question I ask you that pertains directly or indirectly to me. In return, I will share some information of my choosing, which will also be true, that pertains to my education only." Harry said. "Also, you will not interfere with what I do outside of school. That includes where I live, where I go, who I spend my summers with, and who I spend my holidays with. You are not to have me followed, nor are you to have any contact with me outside of educational purposes unless I ask for it."

"I cannot do that, Harry. I must take an active role in your life." Dumbledore said.

"I didn't think you would agree. Besides, I figured you wouldn't do that, then you would have to tell me about my sister that you kidnapped and placed with muggles." Harry said.

"SISTER?" Ginny, Molly and Arthur yelled.

"Oh yes. You see, back in 1980, my mum had a baby boy, born July 31st. Four minutes after I was born, she had a baby girl. That baby girl was taken from her at Dumbledore's insistence, to be protected and kept away from me. I wasn't supposed to know, but guess what, I found out. And I've found her."

"What? Where is she?" Ginny asked.

"Oh, you've all met her already. Perky, used to have bucked teeth, acts like Miss-Know-It-all, always has her nose in a book…"

"NO WAY!" Ginny yelled. "Hermione's your sister?" Harry nodded. "But you two don't look like twins…"

"You haven't seen her lately then have you." Harry smirked. "As soon as she discovered her true identity and accepted it, the magic concealing her appearance faded, and her true form took. She is now living with me in my home, and will reside with me."

"Harry, I am truly…"

"Save it old man. As Heir to Hogwarts, I hereby stipulate that you are sacked as Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." A blue aura filled the room as Dumbledore slumped down in his chair, looking dejected. "You are still, unfortunately, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, but I doubt that will be for long, as the Goblins are anxious to get ahold of you for all that gold you took from the Potter family."

"That gold was for your educational expenses and care!" Dumbledore remarked.

"Interesting that it takes over five hundred thousand galleons for my upkeep. Especially when I'm wearing rags and hand-me-downs from my overinflated cousin. You see, I asked specifically for the financial breakdown of the gold in my vaults. You see, it only costs 2,000 galleons per year for Hogwarts. Mrs. Weasley, here, and I have a combined withdawl of 103 galleons for the past three years. See, Mrs. Weasley wasn't tempted to take what wasn't hers, even though I wouldn't have begrudged her taking a bit extra because she actually cared for me last summer. But you, you took over 500 thousand galleons, and for what? I don't know."

"The goblins will be repossessing everything that belongs to the Potter family. In fact, I believe they've started already. You see, Dumbledore, the more you lie to me, and withhold information from me, the worse it's going to get for you. I, in fact, know exactly why Voldemort is after me. The funny thing is, my parents are the ones who told me."

"Harry…" Dumbledore began.

"No. You had your chance. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, do you mind if Ron and Ginny join me at my house? I'd tell you where it is, but I don't think it would be safe in the present company. I have my ways of getting there, and we are properly supervised."

"Who is there with you?" Molly asked.

"I cannot say, Mrs. Weasley. But we will be joined shortly by Professor Lupin, whom has my utmost trust and respect. However, I would like you to explain to Ginny exactly what you meant when you said, 'so you know of that, do you?'"

"Yes, that. You see, Ginny… remember when you were a little girl, and you told us that you were going to marry Harry Potter and things of that nature?" Arthur asked, to a very blushing Ginny. She hadn't told him all of her fantasies about Harry, and here was her father talking about it like it was a public fourm. "You weren't far off. Before you were born, a seer predicted that the Weasley clan would have their first female child, who would be mated to the chosen one. That was you…and judging by the actions of you-know-who, and Harry surviving the killing curse, it can only be assumed that he is the chosen one."

"So Harry and I are… destined to be together?" Ginny asked, smiling at Harry.

"It would seem so, Dear." Molly replied. Ginny got up and hugged her mother and father, before settling back down on Harry's lap, much to Harry's surprise. He sputtered for a bit before engaging in the laughing that followed from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. "It seems that Harry is stuck."

"You're right dear." Arthur laughed. "Looks like you'll continue to Potter tradition of marrying redheads."

"You would be right about that, Mr. Weasley. I already know of my destiny, and I plan on training for it. I will be returning to Hogwarts next fall, and by now, Professor McGonagall will be in contact shortly with the board of governors to be informed of the change in status. The only thing the Board of Governors will know is that the heir of Hogwarts has returned, and has replaced the Headmaster. They won't know who it is, and they won't know how it happened."

"Do you think that's wise, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"You had your chance, Mr. Dumbledore. I gave you the option. Remember what you told me? It's our choices that make us who we are. I gave you the choice to be honest with me, and tell me the truth. Instead, you continuously lie to me, and force me to do things I don't want to do. Now, Professor McGonagall won't be able to teach Transfiguration anymore, so she'll have to find a replacement. You were transfiguration teacher before her, but until the half a million galleons are returned to my vault, you'll have much more problems on your hands."

"I do apologize, Mr. Potter. I cannot apologize more. The money withdrawn was for the war effort…"

"The war is over. It ended when Voldemort was ripped from his body." Harry replied.

"But he is still out there. I have reason to believe that he cannot properly die." Dumbledore responded.

"I see. We may discuss this later. The Goblins are retrieving what is properly mine, and my sister and I are spending time together, and would like Ron and Ginny to join us. Would that be alright, Mrs. Weasley?"

"Of course dear. But I expect you to floo us later and tell us where you are. If you say you're safe, and have proper adult supervision, then I believe you. I'm sorry I didn't before about those muggles."

"It's alright, Mrs. Weasley. You're like the mum I never got to know." Harry said, and Mrs. Weasley burst into tears and hugged Harry close, squashing Ginny between them.

"Mum…can't…breathe…" Ginny said from between Harry and her mother.

"Gin… would you get Ron, and get some clothes packed. In fact, take enough that you can leave there, since you and Ron are always welcome. When we're ready, I'll tell you where we're going. Bring your brooms, too. Maybe after we tell your parents we can get Fred, George and Percy to come too. And maybe your older brothers too."

"That would be great Harry!" Ginny said, hugging Harry. She got up and ran out the room to get packed and tell Ron. Once Ginny left the kitchen, Harry turned to Dumbledore.

"You made your bed, now you get to lie in it. You should have been honest with me when I first asked you about why Voldemort was after me in my first year. Instead, you decide to hide it from me. You decided to hide the fact that I have a sister, the only blood family I have, and you decide to withhold the fact that I have much more than I do. You allowed the Durlseys to physically and mentally abuse me, just so you can play the savior. Guess what? It's over. You are no longer welcome anywhere near me, you are no longer welcome in my life." Harry said coldly to Dumbledore. "All you had to do was be honest. I haven't had a childhood like Ginny or Ron. From the day I was born I was meant to do this. Yes, I know the full prophecy. It's nothing I haven't already figured it out, since Voldemort seems to come after me. You, old man, can rot in hell."

"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Molly yelled, but Arthur placed a hand on her forearm.

"He's absolutely right, Molly. He may be young, be he's faced You-know-who three times already."

"Four." Harry said as he walked out of the kitchen. He was about to head upstairs when Ron came thundering down.

"What's up mate?" Ron said. "Ginny tells me we're going to your place."

"Yeah. I'll explain more later." Harry took out a parchment and quill and quickly wrote their destination. "Read this and memorize." He said as he handed Ginny the parchment. Ron looked at it too and nodded. Harry took his wand and lit the parchment on fire.

"Harry! You just did magic! What about…" Ron began.

"Not now, Ron." Harry said. "You remember everything on that parchment? Good. Hold on to my arm." With that, Harry pressed his finger to the ring on his finger and off they went back to Potter Manor.