"The two signatures do not contain the same magic." Ragnok growled, "I think I know why Dumbledore didn't let you come to the bank for the last few years."
"When was the first will filed?" Harry wondered aloud.
"Originally Dumbledore filed the first one on November first 1981." Ragnok glanced over the paperwork, "This one was legal. It is common for a guardian to make themselves the beneficiary of their charges. Your signature was not available. The only change came on November twenty-third of 1994. Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger were added as beneficiaries."
"Just before we faced the dragon." Harry muttered to Fleur, "I guess they wanted part in case I died."
"Didn't you and Ron have a row that year?" Fleur asked.
"He was jealous that my name came out of the cup." Harry shook his head, "After that task we became friends again. He decided I hadn't put my name in after all."
"Maybe that's why then." Fleur looked thoughtful.
"What?"
"Maybe Dumbledore had to offer them an incentive to stay your friends through the dangerous parts." She offered, "We already know they aren't true friends and we don't know if they ever were."
"Has Dumbledore ever removed or asked someone to remove any of my possessions or money?" Harry asked as a thought occurred to him.
"No one may remove any items except you and your designated Gringotts employee can only remove money." Ragnok explained, "Cursebreaker Weasley is your designated employee. Do you wish to make any changes to this arrangement?"
"No I would like to leave Bill as the designated employee." Harry stated, "Do I need to sign anything to make it official?"
Ragnok growled and said, "Let me guess you didn't see the first one."
"No." Harry sighed, "Are there any other documents that have my signature that I'm not aware of?"
Ragnok spoke a quick word to the second goblin and he scuttled out the door. He came back a few minutes later with several more parchments. Ragnok looked them over and sighed.
"We have three requests to remove items and money from your vaults." Ragnok said, "All three with the faked signature. However the requests were denied. Twice it was denied because items can only be removed by you. The last one we denied the request because it was over the limit. Until you came of age you were restricted to no more than two thousand galleons. The request was for one hundred thousand galleons. All three requests were delivered the same day which was the day of Dumbledore's death."
"What items were requested?" Harry asked.
Ragnok slid the paper across the desk for Harry to see, "They are both very valuable."
"I wonder why he wanted a set of rings." Harry looked at the first of the two requests.
"That is the heirloom set of bonding rings that have belonged to the Potter family since they married into the Gryffindor clan." Ragnok stated, "They are to be used in a permanent bonding ceremony."
"That is different than what Bill and I had." Fleur informed Harry.
"That is true. Only the oldest families have permanent bonding rings." Ragnok added.
"If Dumbledore had given those to Ginny?" he questioned.
"If you are under age and your guardian gives a girl your rings you are stuck with her." Ragnok finished.
Harry slumped in his chair as the repercussions of Dumbledore's actions hit him. He ran both hands through his hair as he dropped his head down to look at his knees, "Now that I am of age only I can give someone those rings, right?"
"Correct." Ragnok agreed, "But when you get bonded, you must use them."
"If I don't?" he asked looking up.
"You will lose the title of Lord Potter and all the responsibilities and benefits that come with it." Ragnok concluded.
Harry and Fleur finished the meeting and he put his disguise back on before leaving the room. They went back through Diagon Alley and met Neville in the Leaky Cauldron.
"Fleur, Bill asked me to let you know he got delayed and would meet you later." Neville left a note in her hand when he kissed it before leaving.
Fleur and Harry took the floo to the Three Broomsticks before she read the note, "He will meet us at the school. We're supposed to go there and wait."
Harry nodded and followed her out of the pub and they quietly walked up to the school. He didn't remove his disguise until he reached the Headmistresses office. Taking seats they waited impatiently for news of what Bill was learning. He had gone to the Burrow that morning and insisted that Molly and George have a second medical exam and a review of the potions they were being administered. The note had said that Molly's exam was fine as were her potions so Arthur took her home to rest, George was next to visit with the healer.
"They will arrive at the gates momentarily." One of the portraits announced.
"Shall we go greet them?" Minerva stood.
"Sure." Harry stood and offered a hand to Fleur. He reapplied his disguise before leaving the office, "It's amazing how I can disappear with just blond hair and brown eyes. No one even takes a second look."
They quickly made their way through the school and out the doors. Minerva sent a spell at the gates as soon as she saw who was there and sent another to close them as soon as they were through. Bill was just nearly carrying George as Harry ran to help. Fleur grabbed the bag that had the potions so Bill could concentrate on George.
"Take him to Poppy." Minerva suggested.
"I think I'd rather put him in with your other guest." Bill said, "I don't want anyone sneaking in on us."
"Weer m I." George slurred.
"Hogwarts." Bill answered, "You're safe."
"I wna Fre." Harry didn't understand what he was saying.
"Fred isn't with us anymore." Bill voice was rough.
"I know." George seemed to be getting clearer or at least Harry understood him a bit better, "Withm."
"You can't be with him." Harry said, "You have to stay with us because we need you."
"No one needs." George lurched and almost fell.
"I need you." Harry argued.
"Whoer you?" he asked as he tried to pull away.
"Once we're inside I'll show you." Harry replied feeling quite glad Ron hadn't been able to get the map since it was in the pouch at his neck.
"I'll get Poppy and meet you in the tower you're staying in." Minerva said as she parted from them at the door.
"So who are you?" George was still slurring badly.
Harry pulled the map out of the pouch and tapped his wand on it, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
"Harry, why do you have blond hair?" Harry hoped no one else could understand what was coming out of George's mouth.
"I'm hiding from any sneaky reporters." He replied glancing at the map, "We're staying here tonight but tomorrow we'll move."
"Home?"
"No." Bill sighed, "Not safe for you there."
"Bill, you need to check your pockets for a black beetle, I'll check George." Harry was glad he looked at the map before he got very far. He conjured a jar and had Bill drop the bug into it. Before handing it over to the curse breaker he added holes in the top and followed with a few spells to ensure the woman couldn't escape, "Rita Skeeter, illegal animagus."
"Mind if I take her to the goblins instead of the ministry?" he asked before explaining, "She has a few 'fans' there who really want to meet her."
"As long as she's away from me I don't care what you do with her." Harry shrugged as he and Bill helped George to the Ravenclaw tower. He answered the question before entering.
They were able to get George into a bed before Minerva and Poppy arrived. Bill explained to all of them what happened, "The potion they had him on was the correct potion but something caused a slow acting poison to be created or added. Since you didn't see who was talking we can't prove anything. It could just as easily have been an accident in making or storing the potion. The healers said they have seen this type of thing happen before."
"The older one was never accused of being stupid." Fleur said, "He could have studied what kinds of problems can happen with that particular potion."
"It's a good thing you did hear them." Bill sighed, "A few more days of that potion and it would not have been reversible. Can we view your memory? I trust you I just want to be able to tell them I heard what they said."
"Yes, no problem." Harry agreed and immediately pulled the memory as Minerva conjured a vile to keep it in.
"Thanks, these are the instructions the healer gave me." Bill handed a hand written note to Harry who looked it over with Poppy, "Minerva would you please accompany me to your office."
"Certainly." She agreed, "None of you leave until we return. Poppy, give Harry another checkup, he's had a stressful day and I want to make sure he is still healthy."
"I'm fine." He argued but it didn't stop Poppy from waving her wand at him. After they had left Harry turned to Fleur, "I don't mind him checking to make sure. I would do the same if I was in his shoes. In fact I'd be alarmed if he didn't check before letting me take George."
"Harry we know you couldn't have tampered with his potion." Poppy placed a hand on his shoulder, "He started getting the poison before you even left the hospital wing. Actually he had to be getting it for two weeks to be at the stage he is so you were still asleep."
"Still it's better to be safe than sorry." Harry stated.
"Harry, why'd Freddie have to die?" George sobbed. Harry sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him into a hug, "Why'd he have to leave me alone? I hate this."
"Shhh… we'll get through this. I'm not letting you go and I'm not leaving." Harry rocked him back and forth, "I'll help you. I know I'm no substitute for Fred but I'll do my best."
"You always gave us such good ideas." George gave a watery chuckle, "Half our products are because of you."
"Can you lay back and rest now?" Harry asked, "You need rest to get the poison out of your system."
"What poison?" he asked.
"The potions the healer prescribed got messed up and were poisoning you." Harry said, "We barely caught it in time."
"You should have let it get me." George yawned, let go of Harry and turned over, "I'm no good without Fred."
Harry stayed sitting on the edge of the bed until he was sure George was asleep. Poppy began to go back over the instructions for giving George potions. She made sure Harry understood exactly what he needed and for how long. Bill and Fleur were in charge of getting replacement potions when he ran low. That way they could check and make sure another 'accident' was prevented. By the time she was finished Bill and Minerva had returned.
"I just can't thank you enough." Bill pulled Harry to his feet and into a hug, "I wish that was enough proof. How did your visit at Gringotts go?"
"Fine I think." Harry shrugged as they all found places to sit, "They seemed to think that Dumbledore had told me about my finances before. The form that gave you permission to enter my vault and get galleons was forged so I signed one so you can get into it legally now. I want to pay for all the potions for George and your mum."
"Harry that is not necessary, we can cover the cost." Bill argued.
"I know you can but I still feel responsible." Bill tried to interrupt but Harry wouldn't let him, "I know it's not my fault entirely. However, can you honestly say you all would have been just as involved in the war had I not been Ron's friend."
"I'd like to think we would have." Bill sighed, "But I'm not one hundred percent sure. Still there is no need for you to pay."
"Neither you nor your Dad was able to work for several months because I came to your house to hide." Harry said, "Dad still can't go back because of your Mum. I'm paying and that is final. Now do you want to hear my plans?"
"Alright, what do you have?" Bill conceded.
"I own a place in the south of France that is rather large. I have Kreacher down there now checking it out and cleaning it up. It has plenty of room for both of you, George and your parents if they want to join us there, Charlie too." Harry explained, "I understand it's within apparition distance of Beauxbatons."
"Sounds like it won't be too far from my parents." Fleur nodded, "Do you speak French?"
"No." Harry sighed, "I was hoping I could get some lessons from you or something. I'm also hoping I can walk around without being in a disguise all the time."
"Sorry but you are almost as famous in France as you are in Britain. The tournament made sure of that." Fleur snickered, "Although you won't be mobbed in France, we understand that celebrities need private time too."
"But if the English reporters get wind that you are there, you might as well forget your privacy." Bill added.
"Great, so French lessons?" he asked.
"Oui." Fleur smiled sweetly.
"Merci beaucoup." Harry grinned, "And that is the extent of French I know."
"You are farther along than Bill was." She laughed as Bill frowned at her, "You should also learn about money, both muggle and magical. You never know when you'll need to shop in muggle France for something."
"Good idea." Harry yawned and looked at his watch, "Ten o'clock already."
"We'll leave you to rest." Minerva smiled.
"One more thing I almost forgot." Harry stopped Bill, "Gringotts gave me a portkey to take me to the house tomorrow and I was wondering if you would go with me? It's a Black family property and I want to make sure there isn't a lot of dark stuff there before we portkey George in."
"I'll be glad to go." He agreed, "Fleur do you mind staying with George?"
"But of course." She agreed, "I will get to see it later though right?"
"Oui." He laughed as she grinned at his attempt to use French.
George was in better shape the next morning, "Where am I?"
"Hogwarts." Harry replied sleepily, "Bill brought you last night."
"Oh." He said before he lay back in bed.
"Do you want to know why?" Harry asked. George only shrugged his shoulders and he took that to mean yes, "You and I are going to live in my house in France. You need to get out of here to heal." Another shrug was his only response but it was better than the catatonic state from before, "I've invited your parents too so your mum can get better at the same time."
"Mum was hurt?" George responded sitting up half way.
"No she's having a tough time dealing with everything that happened." He offered, "I'm hoping a new place will help a bit. Staying at Aunt Muriel's house can't be that fun."
George chuckled but it had no mirth to it, "Nightmare."
"Bill and I are going to look at the house today since I've never been there." Harry changed the subject back to the house, "It used to belong to Sirius' family so we're going to make sure it isn't in the same shape as Grimmauld Place. If it's in good shape we could be down there as soon as this evening. That is if you want to go." Another shrug was all he got in the way of an answer, "Fleur is coming to keep you company. She also knows your potions so you won't have to see Madam Pomfrey."
"I don't need a babysitter." George grumbled.
"I don't think she intends to babysit." Harry smiled, "She may hex you so I'd behave if I were you. Do you want to go to the Great Hall for breakfast or do you want to stay here?"
"Not hungry." He replied and turned over.
"Alright, breakfast delivery coming up then." Harry called, "Winky?"
"Mister Potter sir." She popped into the room, "Is you ready for your breakfast?"
"Yes, thank you. Enough for two please." He said before she could pop away. She returned a few seconds later with a large tray filled with food. Harry took the tray and thanked her. He placed it on the bedside table and picked up one of the plates, "Do you want me to fix you a plate or do you want to fix your own?"
"Not hungry." George grumbled.
"Too bad, you need to take potions with food so you have to eat at least a bit." Harry replied in a matter of fact way.
"Don't care about potions." George rolled into a tighter ball.
"Ok George, you can either eat for me or I'll call in the big guns." Harry tried to hide his smile, "I'll start with Pomfrey and then I'll pull in McGonagall if necessary. If all else fails I'm calling your mum."
"You wouldn't." George peeked over his shoulder.
"I would." Harry grinned, "You don't have to eat a lot. Just have something."
"Toast." George sat up grudgingly. Harry ended up getting him to eat toast and some eggs as well as pumpkin juice.
Harry was getting ready and George was again in bed with his back to the door by the time Fleur and Bill arrived. They tried to get George to talk but he just ignored them. Bill was upset and Fleur was nearly in tears when Harry stepped in.
"George, are you awake?" he asked but got no response, "Bill and I are leaving to go look at the house. Go brush your teeth and I'll leave you alone."
"Go away." He grumbled.
"After you brush your teeth I'll go." Harry assured him.
"Take Fleur with you." He grumbled as he sat up.
"Nope." Harry pulled George to his feet grinning at the face he made, "You must be punished for your bad attitude. So you have to spend the day with a beautiful French girl. Terribly hard on you I'm sure. I could get McGonagall if you'd rather."
"I'm going." George stumbled into the bathroom.
"You seem to have found a way with him." Bill sighed.
Harry shrugged and went to the bathroom door, "Do you want a change of clothes so you can shower?"
"No leave me alone, I'm brushing my teeth, don't expect anything else." George growled his reply.
"Ok, we'll see you later." Harry snickered, "If you behave for Fleur and I'll bring you a present."
Bill busted up laughing when Harry made his promise. Turning back Harry pulled out the portkey and he and Bill left. A few moments later they landed in a wild garden. Harry looked around deciding he had a lot of work to do here. He may need to get Neville's help with it. They walked through the garden to the front door where they were met by Kreacher.