(A/N) A big thanks to everyone's reviews. This is my first time ever writing. It was a spur of the moment thing. I have quite a few chapters planned. Others will be spontaenous chapters. Haha. One of my reviewers has the name of a character. Sharptooth. Updates should come quite often, my only problem being is the amount of time others spend on the computer.
I will do my best to update about 2 or 3 times a week, but bear with me if i don't. I'm not a computer person and my attention span is rather small, but i am going to continue with this if i get support(reviews and suggestions to make it better).
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Hermione woke up against a still sleeping Harry, who had his arm round her slim waist. She was comfortable with where she was; so she closed her eyes to get a wink of extra sleep. Harry shifted in his sleep to give hermione a bit more room.
Twenty minutes later Emma and Dan went to check up on them to make sure they weren't participating in any 'irresponsible pastimes'. The door opened slightly, which Emma's head poked through, to find Hermione on Harrys chest and Harry with his arms round her and his face buried in her hair. Emma smiled, they looked so cute together. She motioned to her husband. "Dan! Come look at them. They sooo cute!"
Dan rolled his eyes at his over-excited wife. C'mon... they were just two sleeping teens... why get excited? He moved through the doorway to look anyway, just to indulge his wife. His eyes softened and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. They did look good together. "See!" she said grinning with triumph. "I told you they looked good with each other."
Dan bowed his head in defeat. "Ok, I admit it. You were right. As always."
They exited the room when Harry stirred. Emma was doing a victory dance when they reached the lounge. Dan "humph-ed" and dropped onto the couch mock-sulking. Grabbing the remote he turned it on and turned the volume down and continued to mock-sulk.
Upstairs Harry was slowly waking. He found there was something lying on him. He groggily opened his eyes to see a load of bushy brown hair in his face. He smiled and inhaled the sweet vanilla scent. Moving his hand over to her face, he gently brushed her hair out her face and then caressed her cheek. She was so beautiful. Her cheeks a beautiful pale, her face angled perfectly and her cute little button nose. Geez he had it deep. Her head rolled fully onto his chest. He smiled again and began rubbing her back in soothing motions with his thumb gently moving back and forth over her porcelain cheeks.
She stirred and lifted her head off his chest to look into his eyes. Brown met emerald as Harry watched her go from sleepy cuteness to alert beauty. She apparently was embarrassed of her position. "Harry I'm sorry I didn't mean to- I mean I- I didn't mean to roll onto you."
He looked at her amused. "I'm definitely not complaining. Your beautiful Hermione. It was nice waking up to see you."
She was blushing from his "your beautiful" comment. She leaned down and shifted slightly and began nuzzling the side of his neck. She moved her lips over the skin, knowing full well she was tormenting him with her actions. "'Mione." he breathed. "Oh god." She removed her lips from his neck and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "C'mon we need to get up Harry."
"Right... up." his mind slightly frazzled from her kisses. She giggled. A quick decision came to her to wake him up. Her legs on either side of his she sat up so she was straddling him. He had his closed drifting back into sleep. Smiling evilly she rolled her hips against his. The effect was immediate. His eyes shot open and he sat up so fast. "Haha that woke you up didn't it?" she giggled at him again. His eyes wide. He couldn't believe what she had just done to him!
They stopped playing around and changed into decent clothes. Harry knew he had to go to Gringotts and the Grangers had offered to go with him. He would enjoy the company. The pair travelled downstairs to find Dan and Emma sitting far apart as possible. Emma had a victorious grin across her face and Dan looked like a seagull had stolen his chips. Emma noticed the pair looking at them. "Hey you two. How was the sleep?" She teased lightly. "Bet it was good."
Harry decided to go for being bold. "It was brilliant, but you should put your daugther on a leash. She is a horrible tease." Grinning madly. Dan grunted, still unsure if they should be around eachother. Harry moved to the kitchen. He called. "Tea anyone?"
A three-way chorus of "yes, please" reached him. He went to the kettle and filled it with the water and set it to boil. He sat on the bench bringing his knees to his chest. The Grangers came to the kitchen and began looking for food.
Harry sat there grinning at their scavenging. He couldn't take it anymore when Dans stomach grumbled at the lack of food. He burst out laughing at the situation. They turned around like predators. Emma asked. "Food? Where is it?"
"I- I'm sitting o- on it." Gasping between chuckles. They paled.
"You sat on the food?" Emma screeched.
"It's in the cupboard under me." He had an insanely large grin plastered to his face. "I'll prepare bacon and eggs, if you think you can wait."
Their eyes glazed over and mouthes began watering. Bacon. Eggs. Bacon and eggs. Hermione recovered. "I think i can wait." She looked at her parents. "I think they can as well."
The elder Granger nodded vigorously agreeing with they daughter. Harry got off the bench and went to the fridge where he found the bacon and eggs. He began preparing the cooker.
Half an hour later and breakfast in the stomach they grabbed their jackets and went to Harrys room where he was keeping the portkey that the goblins had given him. The instructions in the letter informed him what to do. "Okay everyone this is called a portkey. Simply put it gets us from on place to another. Hold on to a part of it." they each grabbed a part of the large shoe and he said firmly. "Activate!"
The tug around their navels was instantaneous and unpleasant.
They landed with a thump. Harry was flat on he backside rubbing a now-sore tailbone frowning at Hermione who was standing and smirking at him. Dan and Emma... well what can I say? They were in a crumpled heap on the floor. A passing witch and wizard would have thought they had tried to swap body pieces they were so tangled.
Picking himself off the floor, wincing slightly, Harry looked over at Hermione who was grinning and staring at something to the right of him. Curious he turned. What he saw... well let's just say he broke down and crapped himself laughing shall we? A couple of minutes of wetting himself with laughter, Harry picked himself off the floor and helped Dan and Emma untangle themselves, he couldn't help smirking and sniggering at some points. When they had all recovered and straightened their clothes, and Dan and Emma's pride removed, the group made their way into Gringotts.
Harry, Hermione and the two elder Grangers walked into the bank. Dan and Emma looked rather nervously at the goblins round them. Harry couldn't blame them... they looked mean. Harry walked over to the goblin at the desk. Politely he informed the goblin. "Hello, we've come to see..." He checked the letter. "Director Ragnok for an appointment at 1:30pm."
The creature looked over the desk and grinned, careful not to bare his teeth. "You'd be you Mr. Potter then, eh? Come with me. You can bring the muggles if they want to come."
"We're coming." Dan said firmly. Emma didn't say anything, just nodded. Truthfully she was a little frightened of these goblins. All the muggle stories about goblins being evil creatures didn't help either.
The goblin nodded and introduced himself. "The name's Sharptooth. Lets go and meet the Director."
They followed the goblin through multiple halls lined with gold and matching jewels on either side.
All four humans were awed by the amount of wealth the goblins had. Sharptooth noticed this a laughed. "This is nothing. Wait until you see the Grand Hall. Even Mr. Potters vault looks better than this."
"Please call me Harry. And what do you mean? My vault doesn't look nearly as good as this."
"That is your Trust vault. No, the Potter Family vault is staggering." The goblin replied grinning. "Your related to two of the Founders of Hogwarts as well. You own the castle and the the Vaults of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. I'll leave it go Director Ragnok the inform you of what that entails."
The silence that ensured was deafening. Each had their own thoughts, mostly on Harry owning the Hogwarts Castle. They followed Sharptooth through the empty halls. He spoke. "Be polite to the Director. He is very kind and understands that you haven't been taught our ways. Disrespect in the Grand Hall is your own sentence to prison or worse." The group shuddered to think what the goblins would do.
A set of six goblin warriors stood outside the final door. It was magnificent. Standing at a whopping twenty foot was a pair of pure gold doors, encrusted with rubies. The goblins looked at the letter Harry had given to Sharptooth. Simeltaneously the gave a nod and the doors opened.
Inside was massive. Bigger than the Great Hall at Hogwarts. Gold walls, rubies, emeralds and multiple other gems lined the walls. A goblin sat at the end of the hall. The four humans moved towards the goblin. When they reached his throne they, as one, bowed or curtised. The regal-looking goblin inclined his head to each of them.
He turned back to Harry and spoke. "Young Mr. Potter, it is good to see you. We have much to dicuss concerning your parents, Mr. Dumbledore, Sirius Black and finally young Miss Granger. Come now."
He got off the throne and moved to the left where a door had appeared. Moving towards it at a brisk pace, the humans jogged to catch up with him. The little guy was fast on his feet. Dan thought, a slight smile on his face. Ragnok opened the door and manourvered round the desk to sit into the chair. There were several stacks of paper on the desk. Harry assumed they were related to what they were about to dicuss.
The goblin looked at the papers on his desk. He was murmering. "Where to start? Where to start? Start the the parents." He spoke up. "Mr. Potter we will start with the will of one Lily Potter then move on to your fathers will. Is that satisfactory?"
Harry nodded. "Yes please. Only, stop calling me Mr. Potter. My name is Harry."
"Ok. Thank you Harry. Ok lets begin. 'The following will states: I, Lily Potter, being sane of both body and mind, dictate this will and it is to be carried out as soon as I am dead and my son is of the age of eleven. He is to go to Alice and Frank Longbottom, if they are unavaliabe he goes to Remus John Lupin or Sirius Orion Black. Under no circumstances is he to go to Vernon and Petunia Dursley.
Firstly, to my long-time friend, Remus John Lupin I leave fifty-thousand galleons for him to do with as he will. I only request he buy himself a good set of robes and do something good for himself for a change.
Secondly I leave my ruby ring to one, Sirius Orion Black and order him to find someone to rein him in. God knows he needs it. I also know that leaving money is pointless since the Black family is wealthy, so I leave him with the knowledge that Dumbledore is not to be trusted! And in the event of mine and James's death the order that, you must get to Harry before Dumbledore or one of his followers does!
Well I can start handing things out to my son. Hey Harry! How are you? Well I hope. Listen to me. Do not trust Albus Percival Wulfric Brain Dumbledore! He is not to be trusted! I cannot stress that enough! I leave everything to my son. I, and your father, love you so much Harry. Good luck.
Finally to the Lady who captures my childs heart, I leave you my wedding ring and my favourite necklace, and give you the advice to not get into trouble. If my Husband was anything to go by, Harry will be just the same and will do anything to protect you.'" Ragnok sighed. "This concludes the will of one, Lily Potter."
The aged goblin looked at Harry and Hermione. One had tears in his eyes the other was comforting him. "This next one is you fathers will. Do you want to continue?" Harry, despite the tears nodded rapidly.
"The following will states: I, James Potter, being sane of both body and mind, dictate this will and it is to be carried out as soon as I am dead and my son is of the age of eleven. He is to go to Alice and Frank Longbottom, if they are unavaliabe he goes to Remus John Lupin or Sirius Orion Black. Under no circumstances is he to go to Vernon and Petunia Dursley.
First I leave my friend Remus John Lupin a further one hundred and fifty thousand galleons to do with as he will. I also wish to infom him to get his head out've his arse and find someone and not to live suffering from his 'furry little problem'. You are a good man Remus, do something good for yourself. I know that you fear hurting people, I also know that your doing your best to stay away from people. That is not the way you need to go. I, Prongs, Marauder, and father to the Pronglet hereby order you, Remus John Lupin, to stop wallowing in self-pity and grow a pair.
To my brother, in all but name, Sirius Orion Black I give you a command to look after the Pronglet and also demand that you follow Lily's order. I know that you'll probably be in Azkaban for you being our apparent secret-keeper and I know that it'll be Dumbledore that puts you there since he wants Harry to himself. So, next, I demand whoever is listening to this that you aquire mine and Lily's old journals and school trunks. Inside you will find enough evidence to get Dumbledore placed in Azkaban and get Sirius Black out.
Ahh, to the person I hold most dear the universe, though that spot is contested between you and my beautiful wife. Harry James Potter, otherwise known as Pronglet after my old nickname, I leave everything else. You are to have my old Transfiguration journal and The Marauders Guide to Animangi. I also leave my invisibilty cloak, the Marauders Map and the third Marauder-only product and one of its kind. I leave you 'The Marauders Guide to Pranks and What to do if they go wrong' and I hope you follow my path. I leave all the Potter estates to my son and the fifty-billion galleon sum in the Potter Family Vault. Further the combined vaults of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Which I think, from all three vaults combined give you a grand total somewhere in the region of 195 billion galleons. Yep your rich. Oh and you own Hogwarts since you are the Heir to two of the Founders Families.
Lastly to the beautiful Lady who captures my sons heart. I know that, from the Potter experience, that you'll be kind, caring, most likely a bookworm and the witch of your year. Yep that's right, I know. I leave you with a couple of bits 'n' bobs. Firstly I leave two-hundred and fifty thousand galleons to the family of the Lady. Second I leave the graphanolium Rings of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. The second pair of these rings will go to Harry James Potter. This concludes the will of one, James Potter."
"Why are they berating Dumbledore?" Harrys question came out. Oddly enough he had lots more...
"Albus Dumbledore. Well where to start?" The goblin looked thoughtful for a second then. "His earliest crime against your Family was putting you with your aunt and uncle," The aunt and uncle were spat of menacingly before he carried on. "It was explicit in your parents' wills that you are not to go to them. Furthermore he used illegal blood wards on number 4 privite drive. He didn't allow us to read your parents' will when you came to the age of eleven, but we decided after consideration that he would be ignored, hence why we are here is more but we can leave off that for now."
Hermione and the other Grangers jaws were on the floor almost literally. 195 billion? He had to be the richest wizard in the coutry at least! Probably the whole 's eyes were almost oute've their sockets when he heard the full figure, his mind began racing on good and useful ways to use to. "Okay, so... Dumbledore has more or less using me. He also denied your request to read my parents' wills because he knew that it wouldn't let him set up the wards. But... but... I own Hogwarts? I own the castle?" Taking a leaf out've Ron's book he carried on. Hand travelling through his hair. "Bloody hell!"
Hermione smiled at him. Well not at him per say. James Potter being correct. She had fallen for Harry after he had saved her from the troll. He was her first friend, some would count him as her only friend. Ron wasn't nice to her, he had almost gotten her killed in her first year. And third year he had turned Harry against her. Yes, Ron definitely wasn't much of a friend.
Harry on the other hand was kind, caring, brave and somewhat mad. What first-year attacks a full-grown mountain troll for someone they barely know? Harry does. Who attacks a sixty-foot Basilisk for a girl they haven't talked to? Harry does.
Hermione liked Harry. A lot. There wasn't any beating round the bush, she loved him. He was everything she wanted. She hoped it was the same with him.
Dan and Emma were staring into space. Harry was a billionare wizard, who owned a castle and many other properties. What more could he be? They'd heard his story from Hermione. They were amazed at his story; everything that had happened and he carried on. A lesser person would've given up. Not Harry it seems.
Harry was sitting there, drinking in everything, keeping his face from showing the shock and amazement he felt. He glanced at Hermione who was sitting there staring at him. She looked hopeful, happy and was looking for something. He wasn't sure what, but he allowed his eyes to show the care and happiness he was feeling for her.
Ragnok cleared his throat and the humans, shocked at the sudden sound, raised their heads quickly. "We have more to discuss." He scanned the paper in his hands. "Sirius Black, as I'm sure you know, is an innocent man. Goblin intelligence reported that he is free and escaped the Dementors Kiss. I'll take you to the Vaults later and we can sort out a defence for the man."
He asked for a cup of water to one of the servants in the office. Immediatly one was brought. "Okay... what next? Ahh yes... Miss Granger." Her head shot up to look at the goblin. "Did anything happen yesterday at about... 10:35 am?"
She closed her eyes to begin the thinking process. "Uhh yes. I, umm, i kissed Harry." A blush rose up her cheeks and she ducked her head in embarrassment.
The goblin just smiled. "Excellent!" He exclaimed. Hermione looked at him as if you say 'what?' "Ahh you didn't know. You and young Mr. Potter have a as-of-yet-unfinished soul bond." They looked at him questioningly. He grinned. "It means you two are supposed to be together. It takes forty-eight hours to finalise the bond. You two have twenty hours remaining."
Hermione recovered. "What does this entail?"
"Good question. Firstly it prevents love potions, all and any, from effecting you. This is in direct relation to the Weasley Family." Harry looked at him, what was this? Ragnok understood what Harry was converying. "What I am saying is that everything you know about the Weasleys isn't true. Mr. Arthur Weasley, Mr Bill and Charlie Weasley are good people. The twin Weasleys are as well, but the other three. Mrs. Weasley thinks she is you mother, Harry. Ron wants fame for being your friend and finally the young miss Weasley wants you as a husband."
Harry was white as a sheet, though Hermione wasn't sure if it was due to him being horrorfied at being married to Ginny or Molly thinking she was his mum. He settled for anger. His magic began emitting a strong white glow around him.
Hermione saw the danger immediatly and hugged him. "Calm down Harry, please. You and I know she could never replace your mum." Harry looked disgusted.
He looked at Ragnok. "Are the Weasleys only friendly to me because I'm rich and famous."
He nodded sadly. "I'm afraid so. They were planted at Platform 9 and ¾ so they could meet you and make sure you become a family friend. It was part of Dumbledore's plan to make sure he could keep a hold on you."
"Back to Miss Granger. If you go through with this, you will both be automatically emancipated. You Harry, will become Lord Potter and Hermione will be Lady Potter. Whatever the decision do not take it lightly."
Hermione was sitting in Harrys lap at this time. She wasn't quite sure when she got there she only knew she was there. Takeing her head off his chest she asked. "So we will be effectively married?"
Ragnok nodded. "You have twenty hours before the choice is made for you. If you pass this by it will not come again."
Dan and Emma had been silent more or less since they arrived. Dan bursted. "She will not be getting married! She is barely fourteen years old! What on earth is the normal in the magical world?"
The Director laughed, a truly disturbing sound from a Goblin. "In the magical world the parents usually sign marriage contracts when their child becomes the age of two." He looked at Harry. "Dumbledore set one up between you and Miss Weasley to ensure that you stay on the light side. You can cancel it, marry miss Granger and negate it or you can simply do both."
Harry looked at Hermione. "What do you want?"
She looked back at him. "Whatever you want." she shot back, smiling.
"Hermione, you decide. I'm happy with it I just don't want you pressured into anything."
"Truthfully?" He nodded. "I'm nervous. I like the idea, and Ragnok said it's a one-time offer. I just don't want to see what happens if you find someone better than me."
"'Mione," He started reprovingly. "There isn't anyone better than you. Your kind, smart, caring, brave not to mention beautiful. If you want it i'll go with it."
She nodded slowly. "Ok Harry." She looked at Ragnok. "I'll do it. Passing this one-time oppertunity just isn't me and this way Harry is susceptible to love potions... " She mumbled something at the end that no-one caught.
"What was that last bit Miss Granger?"
She blushed. "I said that I love him."
The goblin looked at her oddly. "Well thats enough on that subject. What are your decisions?"
"Do it." They replied in sync.
Ragnok looked relieved. "Good. I'll get some of my assistants to prepare everything. Hmph, what else...?" He checked the sheet once more. "Ahh good we're done. You lot best be off, we'll sort everything out."
Harry looked uncomfortable. "Err, sir? About the marriage... do we have to consumate?" He was blushing madly. Hermione joined him, looking like a tomato.
The goblin cracked, and laughed heavily. "G- God no. Not until you feel comfortable."
The pair sighed in relief and stood up to leave. Ragnok motioned for one last thing. "Go to Potter Mansion. You'll find loads of, ah, interesting stuff there. Its at this address, under the Fidelius Charm. Mr. Harry James Potter lives at Potter Mansion, Rowern Hill."
This concludes the second chapter. I am not familiar of any Welsh scenery. I live in Australia. Moved here from the UK half-a-year-ago. Best 6 months of my life. Read for enjoyment, Review if you want it to continue. This is completely based on Reader encouragement since this is my first time doing this.
I know there will be a few mistakes but please bear with me, I'm an independant person and prefer doing my own work.
This chapter was a base for a few more things to come. It won't be the best chapter, probably quite boring since its mostly reading wills and such. It'll get better next chapter.