(A/N) Hey guys! I was kinda stumped on this chapter.

I'm sorry if my updates have slowed, and I know they have. My parents thought it would be the best idea in the world to place a time limit on the computer. Everything will continue BUT at a slower pace... sorry to all. I AM AWARE THAT THIS ISN'T THE BEST CHAPTER... DON'T BE TOO HARSH PLEASE.

Ragnok hopped into the cart that would take them to the Emrys Family vault. He was eagerly followed by the young Potter couple; Hermione took her seat on Harry's lap, reveling in the saftey she felt; Hermione had a zero-level love for rollercoasters and this was shaping up to be one.

Ragnok gleefully called. "Go!" and, like the wind, the cart shot off; Hermione screaming all the way with Harry getting a face-full of her sweet-smelling hair. Ragnok looked like a child, shouting out indecipherable words while laughing... a rare sight for a goblin.

Deeper and deeper they went, into the bowels of Gringotts; to the deepest levels meant for the highest-level security vaults in wizarding Britian. Hermione had, much to Harry's delight, stopped screeching like a banshee and was watching their surroundings fly past.

Finally the cart began to slow, and if it wasn't for the goblin-made lanterns they would be in pitch-black darkness. Hermione and Harry became agitated with their excitement; they couldn't wait to see the inside of the fabled vault of Myrrdin Emrys, the greatest wizard to have ever lived.

The cart halted to a stop in front a gigantic, for lack of a better word, door. Words couldn't describe the size of the doors; they were larger than the size of the doors that were the entrance of the Great Hall back at Hogwarts.

Ragnok stood in front of the massive door and took a pendant from his inner leather jacket. It was in a slight diamond shaped with a long tail end and radiated a pure angelic-white. He placed it in a diamond-shaped pocket that the door had thrust out. The pendant went into the door and, when verified by the wards, was ejected.

Ragnok took it and placed the pendant back into his leather jacket. He turned to Harry, who was watching on; barely restraining an over-enthusiastic Hermione. "The pendant was entrusted to the Goblin King by your ancestor over a millenia and a half ago, it is the key to opening the vault. Along with one drop of blood from the Family member; don't worry you will only need to do this once. Do you want to go through with this?" Ragnok looked at the married teens and shook his head covering his laughter. Both of them looked ready to wet themselves with excitement.

Harry tried to regain some dignity. "Of course I will." He held the palm of his hand out, letting go of Hermione, to Ragnok. The goblin took a ceremional dagger, that was inscripted with wierd runes, from another pcoket of his jacket and made a quick cut across Harry's palm and took the teens hand and placed it against the stone-cold door.

Hermione was ready to pounce through the door.

The grinding of the door as it slowly opened was deafening. Both Harry and Hermione had to cover their ears, that were over-sensative due to their animagus forms. Ragnok was gritting his teeth, covering his hairy ears.

The door fully opened. The first thing they saw was a wavy blue wall, that they assumed correctly was warding, that crackled with a white light every so often. Ragnok looked at the couple. "If you are the Heir to Merlin then the wards will let you pass, Hermione; because of your marriage and soul-bond to Harry you are also granted access."

Both teens immediately started forward, holding hands as they hit the barrier, which flickered and dropped.

Beyond the ward it was sparsley filled. Books, scrolls, writings, gloves, robes and various other bits and bobs were placed in sections; it was perfect for the straight-thinking Hermione.

Before they could begin searching around, having a look, two sets of battle-robes shot forward. Harry and Hermione became clothed in dangerous-looking robes. The robes weren't heavy, quite light actually, with leather straps that criss-crossed over their chests and backs; at their waists two pouches came out of the belt; their jeans had changed into tight-fitting leather trousers. They also noticed the black hood that each robe had; both with the pheonix crest, that was Merlin's, on them.

The clothing hinted their figures to the other, so they were hard-put to tear their eyes from eachother. Other items slowly moved across the room and placed themselves in pockets and scabbards. Two needle-pointed Dirks, various vials with labels slotted themselves into vial-sized slots on the leather straps across their chests.

Ragnok stood and watched as the two teens looked at him as if to say 'what?' he had to admit they, in this new garb, looked deadly. He was sure that if they put the hood up they would look frightening to anybody; especially Harry with those bright green eyes that appeared to stare through your soul.

After a minute of various bit 'n' pieces flying towards the married couple, they would scare the pants off anybody.

A disembodied voice echoed throughout the Vault. It was raspy and gravel-like from lack of use. "The heir to Myrrdin Emrys has returned. Step forward to the fountain and take a goblet-full of the water; it has properties that will enchance your abilities and grant you new powers." Harry took the step and reached for the goblet, filled it with water and drank.

Sharptooth, after being abandoned by Sirius, left to go to the Gringotts Ancestory Department. He walked through the Halls at a pace that if he went any faster he would be running. He met the Head of the department along the way.

Slightly out've breath Sharptooth asked. "Sir, may I have a quick word with you?" The other goblin, Griphook, looked at him and slowlyu nodded.

"Let's go to my office and we can have that chat." He replied. Sharptooth nodded gratefully. Together the two goblins made their way through the magically expanded corridors of Gringotts bank.

They entered the office of the Head of department. Griphook sat and offered a chair to the other goblin. "What is it you wish to talk about?" Griphook asked politely, after all Sharptooth was one of Harry Potters friends; it wouldn't do to treat him with disrespect.

"I noticed a few things that you need to check." Sharptooth began. "My client, Lord Potter, was realised as the Heir to Myrrdin Emrys earlier today; what i want to know why wasn't this known earlier? He is related to Gryffindor and Ravenclaw; two descendants of Merlin."

Griphook looked suprised. "Lord Potter, you say? I'm afraid that wasn't in my schedule, my deputy took care of it; or so I thought. Let's go and talk with him." The got up and left for yet another office.

Sirius calmly exited the renewed Black Manor, under his skin was different story. Inside he was seething, anger that he hadn't felt since he found out Pettigrew was responsible for his best friends death. But he knew he had to stay calm for these two girls. They had lost everything and had their bodies used by death-eaters.

They had left for a muggle-shopping area, to try and return her to some familiar sights; in an attempt to calm her down. Anne had apperciated it and so had Jenny when Sirius had woken her up.

Sirius rolled his neck, cracking the joints, in anger. He was going to beat the crap out of Lucy next time he saw him, the blond-haired prick was going to get it. And he would make sure it was painful. But, for now, he'd keep cool look after these two girls.

"Sirius?" Anne called. He turned and made his way back to her; he had left her in a muggle book-shop to grab an ice-cream, that he had munched quickly. After reading some of the titles he had promptly left. Cinderella? It sounded like a deadly illness, to the pureblood.

"Yes, Anne?" He returned. He smiled at her, she was feeling okay; just edgy around people, especially men. Except him.

"Can you get me these books?" She had gathered a small stack of them. He eyed them and picked a couple of them up. Eldest, Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Druid of Shannara? Wha'? He put them back down, took her gently by the arm and led her away from the muggles.

Quietly he asked. "What the hell is Shannara? Is that some sort of muggle illness?" Anne giggled at Sirius's un-familiarity with non-magical Britian.

"No, silly, it's a great series of books that I love reading." She smiled at him. Her father and mother had broken up the day before the incident that took her parents away, three weeks later she had been found by Sirius.

The man was very kind to her, polite, funny and had a great happy-go-lucky attiude. She knew he was enraged at her attacker's; his protectiveness had her taking a liking to him. He had helped her sister and herself when they were naked. Now she didn't know much about men, except those that had hurt her, but she guessed he had to excerise self-restraint; and done a good job of it too.

"Okay." He grinned. "I'll get them for you, how much do they cost? I have about 300 muggle pounds in by back pocket."

She looked down, upset. She didn't want him spending lots of money, but he seemed to be quite well off. "They cost..." She read the backs of the books. "..." She didn't want him spending that much on five books!

"How much are they, Anne? I guarantee that it doesn't matter about the price. I'll let you in on a secret." He moved to her ear. "In the wizard bank, I own approximately forty-billion galleons which equals about four-trillion of your non-magical money... I think... I haven't seen the exchange rates recently." He finished thoughtfully.

Jenny came round the corner in the beautiful dress that Sirius had transfigured from that rock and saw them talking. Her sister looked gobsmacked, it was a funny expression for Anne, and she couldn't help but giggle lightly at her.

Sirius looked up when he heard the other twin giggle. He was glad for his 'doggy-ears' and motioned her over. Jenny came over and hugged him quickly before pulling back. "What was that with Anne?" Sirius looked at Anne.

The brunette shook her head and repeated to Jenny what she had found out from Sirius, before reverting back to the jaw-drop face she had been making.

Sirius haned over his money to Anne and ordered her. "Go and get your books, missy. There's £300 there before you ask." She smiled happily, she had wanted these books since forever. She happily walked away clutching the books to her chest, smiling.

"Thanks, Sirius. For everything." Jenny said thanking him. He had changed their lives around in less than six hours; this time three days ago she had been forced into something with a man, now she was being cared for and given a second chance at a good life. But she would have those daunting memories forever.

Sirius snorted. "Don't thank me. I was more than happy to help you and you sister when you were in a position that you should never have been in, in the first place." He sat down and motioned for her to join him on the floor; she chose the more comfortable option of sitting in his lap. His arms encircled her, trying to convey safety.

She leaned back into him. "Are we going to visit you're home soon?" She inquired.

"As soon as Anne's done." He replied. The brunette girl had chosen the prefect time to appear. "Hey Anne! Do you want to see my home?"

"Yeah!" She exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Let's find a secluded spot." Sirius suggested, looking around for a good place. He had a thought. "I need to go to the bank first though okay?" The girls nodded. He looked around, seeing no-one watching, and grabbed the two girls hands and apparated to Diagon Alley.

The apparation spots were crowded today, Sirius noted. The giant pile of wizards and witches that were bustling around. He took the Annes and Jenny's hands firmly and shouldered his way through the crowd, with the years in Azkaban he looked thin; but that was only the sunken-in skin.

He moved his way to the Gringotts bank, when he heard Jenny scream. He shot round like lightening and looked at her cover her mouth; something was frightening her. He followed her gaze and saw a load of long, pale-blond hair. Mr. Malfoy.

"MALFOY!" Sirius roared, infuriated. This man had killed the parents to these little girls and had abused his cousin. He drew a crowd when he stomped up to the blond prick. Lucy-ius turned to look at him lazily. His pale blue eyes found their way to Jenny and Anne; not that he knew their names, and widened.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Sirius bellowed at the top of his voice. He grabbed the esteemed Mr. Malfoy by the collar, drew his fist back and punched him in the face with everything he had. The ponce dropped like a sack of potatos. The aurors on patrol were drawn by the cheering crowd; the group of witches and wizards positively delighted that someone was standing against Malfoy... well wasn't standing against him, more like pummeling his face in.

The aurors pushed through the crowd to see Sirius hitting Malfoy senior. They didn't like the man but they had to drag Sirius off Malfoy before he killed him.

Sirius moved off Malfoy, without the aurors help. Sirius used a wandless Ennervate on the unconscious man. "Listen to me, and listen well. If I see you again, things will get worse, got it?" He raised his voice for the crowd to hear. "You abuse my cousin in your marriage and you take two muggle girls from her parents, killing them in the process, and rape them? You sicken me." He kicked Malfoys skull, setting the man unconscious again. The crowd began talking amongst themselves

The crowd watched as Sirius put his arms around the two girls, in identical dresses, and walked off to Gringotts. Both girls were glad they had someone like Sirius come into their lives; fiercely protective but gentle.

Sirius entered the bank and set up trust funds for the two girls, placing ten-million galleons in each. While there he also annouced the cancelled marriage between Narcissa Black and Lucius Malfoy and withdrew the Malfoy's allowance to the Black vaults.

Harry and Hermione, accompanied by Ragnok, walked out've the Vault. The voice had stated all of Harry's new abilites and he couldn't wait to try them out. The voice pushed the knowledge of his abilities into his mind and left him to sort through everything. Appartation, animal speech and increased magical regeneration were just a couple of the powers Harry and, because of their sould-bond, Hermione.

The young couple were given wand-holsters that had useful properties. Both holsters were invisible to all but the users and could not be summoned.

They took the cart back and were climbing out've it when they saw Sirius with his arms around two girls. Harry and Hermione looked at eachother, grinned, pulled their hoods up and walked into view.

The two girls looked at the person, Harry, who was watching them with his bright green eyes staring into them; the hood shadowing the majority of his face. They screamed, causing Sirius to turn sharply and look at them.

He immediately knew Harry and Hermione from their eyes, and pointed that out to the Anne and Jenny. "It's okay, you two. One is my godson, the other is his wife. They're just messing with you... though they look bloody scary." Eying the two, he barked a laugh.

The Potter's lowered their hoods and were grinning like prats. "How-?" They began simultaneously.

"Your eyes." Harry rolled his eyes, Hermione mock-glared at him. "Not just your's, Harry; Hermiones aswell." Harry stuck his tongue out at Hermione, who sook her head and laughed.

"What's with the two girls, Sirius?" Harry asked, noting how his godfathers eyes burned with anger and hatred when he mention it.

"Lucy Malfoy had them. I didn't want him to have them, so I took them away." Sirius kept from mentioning everything; the girls would get upset and he was trying to look after them. He saw Daphne walk in and stare at Harry, whose tight-fitting clothes revealed his wiry muscles underneath. Sirius caught Anne and Jenny staring at him aswell and motioned to Harry. "You, Hermione and Daphne ought to go back to Hogwarts."

Harry looked down and noticed his four-pack sticking out through his clothes and the hint of the next two coming along. "In this?" Harry exclaimed. "Are you mad?"

Sirius looked mischievous. "Yeah, go in and act like nothings different." He laughed his usual bark-like laugh. "You'll send Dumbledore into a coma, Snivellus will have a fit and the girls will be drooling over you. That's when you kiss Hermione in front of the school." Sirius grinned like a maniac. "Oh and Malfoy is homeless... rub it in a bit." Harry laughed. Daphne looked worried.

"If I didn't have Harry's assurances that you weren't insane..." She left it hanging.

"Thanks so much, Daphne." Sirius replied sarcastically, but smiled at her. "Get going you three. Harry." He continued. "I'm going to the wolf house okay? I need to help these two." He patted the two muggle-girls's backs; Harry nodded. "See you soon, pups."

Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and motioned for Daphne to do the same. With a crack! Harry's newfound powers took them straight to Hogwarts.

The trio landed by the lake. Hermione nudged Daphne. "You go first, Daph. Me and Harry'll come in five minutes." The blond-haired girl grinned at them widely and walked to the Great Hall.

Five minutes elapsed, where Harry and Hermione took the time to engage eachother in a tongue-dueling contest.

Hermione broke away reluctantly and checked her watch. "Come on, Harry. Let's announce ourselves to the school." He grinned and held his arm out for her to take, which she happily did.

"Lady Potter, will you accompy me into the Great Hall?" Harry asked grandly.

"Of course, my Lord Potter, i will be glad to join you." Hermione replied in the same tone. They looked funny and dangerous at the same time. Their clothes were down-right scary, but their faces were the epitome of happiness.

The same thought travelled through their head. God this is gonna be fun.

(A/N) woop! Over 250 reviews! *sits back and looks happy* Aim for 280+?

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NOTE

Some of the bits in my story will contain material from the 21st century. As I have little/ no knowledge of before this time.

Basically it's Harry, in the orginal timeline, with stuff from this age. The year date 1994-1995 but the technology, books and other stuff is from whenever but mostly 2000-2011.

NOTE 2

This proabaly wasn't the best chapter, I just wanted to get everything out've the way. I still feel ill so my mind drifted and fell on other things. Next chapter WILL be better.

Read for enjoyment, review for the story to continue.

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