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I would like to apologize for how long it took me to update but my computer got a nasty virus and it had to be nuked (the virus not the computer) which ended up with me losing all of my stuff. And I had a lot of stuff on it so. Anyways on with the story.

"Tonks is there something that you want to talk about." She asked giving her shoulder a light squeeze. She turned and looked at her with a shocked expression her face.

"He's back"

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Minerva McGonagall looked at the young witch with a confused look on her face. "What do you mean who is back dear?" she asked as her face changed into a more concerned mothering face. She knew that Tonks was having a hard time with what was happening. She had been one of the only ones to know that the young woman in front of her had had feelings for the young man that had died a little over six months ago. And to top it all off she had lost her uncle a few days before Harry. She feared that the woman had finally snapped. But what she saw on her face surprised her the most. She was smiling as if she had just won the Daily Prophets lottery.

"He's really back" she said once more before she took off out of the room running faster than she would have thought possible.

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Harry wasn't sure what he was doing here. He knew that if he was seen it may ruin everything. What everything was he had no idea but for some reason he felt as if he had a plan. He didn't pay attention to where he was walking until his had reached out to grasp a handle. It was then that he looked up to see the white marble doors of Gringotts. He smiled as he walked in knowing that if there was anyone that he could trust it would be someone that was outside of what was going on in the wizarding world. But as he walked up to the nearest clerk his smile faded slightly. Wasn't he suppose to be dead?

"How may we help you today?" the goblin asked taking Harry out of his musings.

"Um I was wondering if my account was still open." he stated deciding to get it over with as fast as possible. He subconsciously noted where the exits where in case he had to make a quick escape but once more he was taken out of his musings when the goblin answered him without looking up from his counting.

"Of course your account is still open Mr. Potter. Please follow me." and with that the goblin hopped off his chair bowed and headed towards the back of the bank. There was a large crowd between the two and luckily for Harry he had managed to 'find' a hat in muggle London. He quickly followed the goblin towards the back of the bank. They headed through another set of marble doors these ones slightly smaller than the front ones. Once they were away from the immediate threat of the crowds something clicked in his head.

"How did you know who I was?" he asked looking at the goblin more closely than before. It was then that he realized that he recognized him. It was Griphook the goblin that had helped him when he had first come to Gringotts.

"Well Mr. Potter most people may not know this but each account is registered a goblin. As soon as you enter the bank a special goblin magic activates subconsciously pulling you towards that goblin." he stopped as they reached an oak door. He opened the door to reveal an office and walked around the large oak desk to sit down. He motioned for Harry to sit down at the other chair across from his. "After you enter the bank and reach your teller the goblin is notified of who is sitting there waiting for him." he smiled a smile that Harry believed should have been comforting if it had not revealed so many sharp and pointy teeth.

"So even though I am technically dead you are still registered to my account?" Harry asked understanding what he had been told.

"Well magic works in mysterious ways Mr. Potter. Even though technically you are dead your magic is still alive and that is what we see. So to us you never died because your magic was still there. And might I add that came in handy when we had to deal with the minister of magic. He wasn't happy when we told him that he could not have all of your estate. And for that we must thank you. It was actually quite amusing being able to tell the minister no." once again the smile appeared on his face and once again Harry was reminded of the sharks he use to see in the books at his primary school.

"So my account is still registered under my name." he stated smiling slightly to himself. It solved one of his problems. Once again a plan started formulating in his head without realizing it. Almost as if it was someone else thinking it and putting it in his head. "Tell me Griphook what exactly in registered in my name?" once again it was Griphook's turn to smile.

"Well then I see that it is time to get down to business." He reached down and pulled open a drawer and drew some papers that made no sense to Harry. "Since you are now sixteen you are entitled to the full Potter fortune as left to you from your mother and father. Lets see here there are several accounts here at Gringotts as well as numerous businesses and a couple of properties. Also there is everything that Sirius Black left you. Adding it all together it makes you one of the richest wizards in the world." this time the smile that occupied was no longer one of comfort it was now one of pure happiness. A sight that is rarely seen on a goblin. He vaguely remembered Hermione saying something about being able to make a wish when you saw a goblin smile but chalked it up to a silly superstition.

"So let me see if I got this strait." he said after looking at the piece of paper that was handed to him. "I own controlling shares in a vast majority of the wizarding thanks to the investment's of both the Potter and the Black families."

"Well yes and no. Being two of the oldest families you also inherited a lot of the smaller families investment's. Families that have long since disappeared. We goblins took every precaution to ensure that the Potter line always had more money then they knew how to spend. Your's was one of the only families to support us during the great goblins wars that took place so long ago. Though that is not common knowledge."

"Okay so on top of all the money that I have and the wizarding businesses that I have shares in I also own numerous muggle companies." Harry paused as he though of this. Obviously the Blacks would have nothing to do with this. "And I am guessing that this is all thanks to the Potter's and whatever families that were joined into them through the ages." Griphook smiled at this realizing that Harry was understanding everything that he was seeing. A feat not often seen in one so young.

"Yes that is correct." at this he rifled through the sheets that he had pulled out from his drawer and handed the over to Harry. "And this is all of the properties that you own."

"Wow this is a lot of stuff." he said after briefly glancing through the page. It was then that he noticed a certain name on the list. "Wait it says here that I own a piece of Hogwarts." he gave the goblin a questioning look.

"Ah yes that." he said lacing his hands together and resting his chin on them. "There is a very good explanation for that. You are the last surviving descendant of Godric Gryffindor." he smiled as he watched Harry's chin fall into his lap. He watched and laughed a little inside as Harry tried to stutter out a response. "You see Godric only had one child a daughter. And her hand was sought after by many. It wasn't until one Mathayus Potter did she finally accept. Since she was his only kin he left everything to the Potter line even though Mathayus was willing to become a Gryffindor so that his child could become the next heir." once again Harry sat dumbfounded not knowing what to say.

"How do you now all this?" he asked after five minutes of silence.

"Well my family has always been entrusted to the Potter family and so we pass down all of our knowledge to the next. My father served your's. And his father was served by my grandfather and so on."

"Well this is a lot to think about. Um do you mind if I take a copy of all this with me when I leave." he said after letting everything settle upon him.

"Of course this is all yours anyway. So I take it that you would like to make a withdrawal." He smiled as he made a copy of all the files.

"Uh yeah I guess so." once again another plan came into his mind and before he could think about it he asked another question. "Since you are in charge of my estate you also have all of my personal effects right." he smiled as the goblin nodded finally realizing what he was going to ask. "okay so where is my wand?"

"Your wand would be in your vault along with everything else that was in your school trunk. We took it in after you had died and stored it in your trust vault. We also took the liberty of removing the Ministry enchantments on it. Please follow me." and with that he opened the office and led Harry to the tram that was waiting for them.

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After Tonks had left the meeting she had headed strait to the graveyard. For some reason she had to be sure that what she had seen had actually happened. As if her senses would lie to her to make her happy. And now that she was looking at the upturned grave and the open empty coffin of Harry Potter she knew that it was real. And just as suddenly she knew that she had to keep it a secret. She pulled out her wand and quickly cleaned up the grave. She closed the coffin and moved it back into its position then she replaced the dirt and the snow that was covering the grave.

In her surprised state she wasn't really paying attention to where she had walked until she found herself at the door leading to the room where she had awoken that morning. She cautiously opened in hoping that what she had seen earlier was real. She still had doubts in the back of her mind much against her will. She opened the door was once again was surprised to see Harry. He was sitting the same chair that he was when she had awoken reading a stack of paper's.

"So Tonks were you able to keep the secret for one day?" he asked without looking up from his papers. When he finally did look up he smiled at her surprised face. She was wearing her normal black regulation auror robes. "Hello are you there." getting a little concerned he stood up and walked over to her snapped his fingers in front of her face. Growing even more concerned when once again he got no reaction from her he gently grabbed her shoulders and shook her. It was then that she fell to the floor and began to cry. Never having had to deal with a crying girl before let alone a crying woman Harry was baffled.

"Tonks what's wrong?" he asked finally deciding what he thought was best he knelt down and placed his arm around his shoulder. Of course what followed was not what he expected her to do. She had grabbed him wrapped her arms around his waist leaned her head on hi shoulder and began to cry even harder. Once again at a loss as to what to do he wrapped his other arm around her and gently rubbed her back. It was something that he had seen in a movie once and hopped that it would work in real life.

"I thought you were gone for good." she said after her sobs had died down a little.

"Technically you did. I mean I was dead for six months." Unfortunately this was not the right thing to do as she once again broke down into frantic sobs and squeezed him even tighter. Realizing that there was little to do he reached under neath her and lifted her up. He walked over to the bed and placed her down. Unfortunately she refused to let him go when he tried to pull away. Giving up he decided that the best course of action was for him to wait until she fell asleep and then move. "It's alright Tonks I'm not leaving again."

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Well once again folks I would like to apologize for the late update I hate virus's . So anyways thanks for reading and don't forget to review! XD