Harry and Ginny arrived in a deserted muggle alleyway nearby to the Leaky Cauldron. They walked down the crowded street to where the entrance to the wizarding inn was situated. Harry had to practically drag Ginny along. She had never been on the muggle side of the Leaky Cauldron before and all of the shops fascinated her.

"Harry, can we get one of those, Plasma Veetee's for Dad?" she pleaded while giving harry a well practised puppy dog look to rival any Andrex advert.

"Are you sure they don't teach you how to pronounce TV in Muggle Studies class?" Harry said suspiciously. "I'll tell you what Ginny, we'll get some muggle money at Gringotts and if we come back this way, we'll see about getting your 'Dad' a TV."

By the time they reached the Pub, they only had twenty minutes left to reach Gringotts. When they arrived there was a small crowd of families gathered around the pub's entrance. Most of the families had children who looked to be around eleven years old however some appeared to be slightly older, twelve maybe.

"I wonder who they are," asked Harry.

"Must be the new first year muggle-borns. I wonder if they need someone to show them around," she said, glancing meaningfully at Harry.

"What? I can't do that Ginny!"

"Why not?"

"Because... Oh all right Gin. We'll ask them if they need some help. Okay?" Harry sighed resignedly. "This had better not make us late," Harry added as an after thought.

Plucking up his courage, Harry walked towards the small group of parents and children, "Good morning everyone, are all you children starting Hogwarts this fall?" They answered him in the affirmative and so he continued, "Do you have someone to show you around Diagon Alley, or would you like me to."

Everyone said that they didn't have anyone to show them around and that they would accept his offer as long as it wasn't too much of a bother for him.

"It's not too much bother at all," Harry assured them. "We were on our way to the wizarding bank, Gringotts, anyway, and you'll all need to exchange some money there before going to the shops anyway."

Everyone looked okay with this, although some of the poorer looking families looked a bit uncomfortable at the mention of money.

"Err... How much money are we talking about here?" said an apprehensive looking man in his early forties. His accent was similar to Ginny's but with more of a Celtic brogue to it. "You see, coming from where we do, my wife and I don't have much money. We want the best for young Jago and Morwenna here but this Hogwarts place seems expensive." The man obviously seemed embarrassed at his poverty and having to admit it in front of his children, who were twins by the look of it.

Harry was forcibly reminded of the Weasleys and came to a decision to help as many families that were in this situation as he possibly could. "I believe that there are some trusts and scholarships for that very reason, but we can find out more about that at the bank, If you would all care to follow me."

He led them through the pub and into the back, where he tapped the correct brick with his wand. They were all amazed when the archway into Diagon Alley suddenly appeared in front of them.

Both the adults and children alike were staring amazedly at the shops that they were passing. When they reached the imposing marble building of Gringotts several of them gasped. There was a large hole left by the dragon but Harry could see that the goblins would soon be finished repairing it.

"The bank, Gringotts, is run by goblins as you can no doubt see," Harry said with a smirk as they entered the building.

The security checks took another ten minutes and Harry told them where to go in order to get their money exchanged. He told them that they could wait for him if they wanted him to show them around or else go off exploring by themselves. He warned them however not to go down Knockturn Alley as it wouldn't be safe for them.

Harry and Ginny then made their way to the nearest free goblin, called Bob(can you think up a better name for a goblin?).

"Yes?" said Bob Goblin, looking up at them suspiciously with narrowed eyes.

"We are here to see Penbucca Map Arghans(Head Goblin Silverson)" Harry said. "We believe he is expecting us."

Bob told them to wait there while he went to check on a few things. He returned a minute later with another goblin. This one however was far more opulently dressed and looked positively ancient.

"Ah, Harry Potter, what a pleasure it is to meet you at last," said the goblin who Harry took to be Map Arghans. "I was wondering if you would care to join me in my office for a few minutes and discuss your coming of age. If you wish that Miss Weasley joins us then she may do so."

Harry nodded his consent, and then the two of them followed the goblin to his grand office. When they were both sitting comfortably he began.

"First, we must discuss the inheritance of the Black family estate. Most of the money and property goes to you. That is currently 19,736,927 Galleons, cash, in the Black family vault. 121,000 acres of land around the Black Forest, 12,311 acres of land in the British Isles, and 31,400 acres of land in France."

Harry and Ginny just gazed at each other, open mouthed.

"The house in London, I cannot tell where exactly it is situated, it appears you have already taken possession of. There are also castles in England, Scotland, France, and Germany."

After this everything became just a blur to both Harry and Ginny. The Black estate seemed to take ages to go through and organise. It had occurred to Harry that Sirius might not have even known about all of his fortune. Harry was also becoming aware that Sirius had left most of his estate to him. He couldn't believe that, Sirius had hardly known him, and Harry had practically got him killed in the first place.

Harry didn't notice when the goblin moved on to the other estates that Harry would be receiving now he was of age. Indeed so engrossed was he in his depressed thoughts that he didn't notice Map Aghans was asking him a question until Ginny poked him hard in the ribs. Harry jumped slightly and began rubbing his side where she had poked him.

Both Ginny and Map Arghans sniggered at him, the goblin finally saying, "I was just asking if you would like to view your vaults now or leave it to a later date, Mr Potter."

Going slightly red at being caught daydreaming, Harry stuttered, "U-Uh maybe not today… that is… we've got people waiting for us to show them around." Harry could not keep the relief out of his voice that he had successfully come up with a good excuse for getting out of there. "Although I would like to visit my regular vault that my parents set up, to withdraw some money, if that is at all possible."

"Unfortunately, Mr Potter, you cannot visit that vault anymore as it has been merged with your other Potter vaults. However I suggest that you visit your mother's personal vault as it has a modest amount of gold in it as well as some personal items deposited by your mother shortly before she went into hiding."

Harry perked up at the mention of his mother and he nodded quickly to show his acceptance of the idea.

"Very well, if you will follow my assistant, Gobsmack, he will take you down to the vault."

With the meeting concluded, Harry and Ginny followed Gobsmack down a private tunnel to what turned out to be an executive cart. These were far more padded and roomy than the other kind, but still retaining the same ability to thrill Harry while making everyone else as look green as his eyes.

Gobsmack took them down to Harry's mother's vault and waited for them to finish their business there.

Harry was quite stunned with the contents of the vault. He thought that there must have been at least 100,000 Galleons inside. There were also few pieces of furniture which included a wardrobe and a desk. Harry went off to look at the desk as he had seen some items stacked neatly on top.

Ginny meanwhile was busy examining the contents of the wardrobe. The wardrobe turned out to be magically expanded on the inside and had a large collection of clothes in all different styles. Some of the clothes looked new while a few silk robes, covered in precious stones, looked positively ancient.

Ginny guessed that this used to be Harry's mother's wardrobe, and that, as she was going into hiding, she had decided that she didn't need it with her. By the looks of it these clothes had been passed down from one Potter wife to the next. There were wedding dresses encrusted in diamonds or pearls. There were also, what looked like maternity clothes.

Ginny wondered if these were the clothes Lily wore when she was pregnant with Harry. She glanced over at him, wondering what he was doing.

Harry walked over to the desk looking at the things lying neatly on top. He noticed two letters and what appeared to be a jewellery box. One letter was addressed to him while the other had no name on it. Harry carefully opened the one addressed to him and started to read.

Harry, I have left this letter here just in case your father and I are not around to show you. With the way the war is going it seems unlikely that we will survive long, even with the fidelius charm in place.

Just in case the cottage in Godrics Hollow is destroyed I put some family heirlooms in here for safe keeping.

Also, just in case Peter is captured and is forced to tell The Dark Lord Moldywarts our location, I have left the real documentation for our fidelius charm that gives Peter as the secret keeper rather than Sirius. This is contained in the unmarked envelope. Hopefully the deatheaters will never discover our little ruse of changing secret keeper.

Anyway, you're probably wondering what's in the box. Well it's tradition, in the Potter family, to use the Potter rings. In the box you will find a promise ring, an engagement ring, and two wedding rings. Your father tells me that these rings have been passed down in your family for centuries, so don't loose them. Hopefully you have already met your soul mate and you can both help continue the Potter name and traditions for many generations to come.

Another of the traditions is one that is passed from one Potter wife to the next. The wardrobe contains the finest clothes passed down through generations of Potter women. Each wife adds something new and some of the robes are extremely ancient, preserved by the wardrobe's magic of course. If I'm still alive the clothes will become your wife's possessions when you are married, but if I am not alive they become your fiancée's after you become engaged. I hope that you have had a good life so far Harry, I know that if you are reading this the worst has happened, so I wanted to tell you that I love you and that your father loves you. We want you to know that we will always be there for you, even if we can't be there in person, and we will always support you one hundred percent.

All my love for ever,

Mum.

Harry stood there with tears in his eyes, not noticing when Ginny pulled him into a hug, finally letting himself cry on her shoulder.

Harry slowly got a hold of his emotions and pushed them down. He picked up the Box and letters and they walked together towards the door. There Harry spoke to Gobsmack and asked him what would be the best way in which to get the wardrobe in the vault moved to the Burrow.

The goblin pondered this question for a moment or two before suggesting that Harry try to shrink it, or if that failed they could always use the goblins secure delivery service, for a small fee.

After unsuccessfully trying to shrink it Harry admitted defeat and arranged with Gobsmack for the delivery to be made as soon as possible.

With that Gobsmack called an ordinary mine cart to take them back up to the main entrance.