I do not own Harry Potter and please read the note from Chapter 1. Ignorance is so NOT bliss.

Idly looking at the stats and gives a low whistle. Man....never expected that much guys. But you know something. When I hit a million hits on this puppy, I think I might do something extra spiffy for you guys. In fact I think I will.

So folks when I hit a million and I will let you know I will do another one shot. Dunno what yet....have to think about it.

Chapter 77

Horcrux 1-2

Nimue

Harry was finishing the last touches outside his home on wards and anything he can think of to protect his home and those few within from destruction. Even now save for Ginny and a few shifters. Every single non-magic user had been evacuated to Hogwarts with Albus's permission.

Taking into account that Albus was dying from just destroying one all by himself, the side of light was taking no chances with anyone else doing the same thing. Wards and all sorts of protective charms were being cast upon the house and those that remained as a solitary cup was placed in the center.

A cup that had almost cost Harry his life in trying to obtain....

Sighing as he pinched his nose between his fingers, he found Sirius approaching him cautiously and with a glass of what seems to be plain water in his hands.

"You all right cubling?"

Giving a small look of irritation at the name, Harry still can not help but smile as he gazes at his godfather. For the longest time he was mad, that just to get this man back had cost him his wife. But without Sirius, well...

Without him, he doesn't know what he would have done for many of the battles. Sirius's experience as a former auror was a boon in fighting a war he never wanted any part of in the first place. Not only that, it was Sirius who helped remind him to laugh....

Laugh and a part of the pain went away. Enabling one to think and to perhaps even hope again...

He still chuckled in memory at the other day of his godfather as well as Remus, Alexandre and Ron fighting over who would hold the prestigious honor to his own child.

His own....

These last few days despite trying to avoid her, Harry had wanted to see Ginny for the sheer fact he had to make some kind of truce with the woman. He needed the red head as already he knew his son viewed her as his mother.

Despite not wishing it was so, he knew Hermione's words from weeks before would come back and bite him. Isabelle was someone whom he could count on, but she to would be going with her son when he returned to France after all this was over.

Through the Floo and letters they would remain connected which he was thankful for. But the shifter pride mother would not be here to help him raise the baby and not only that; there was only so much he could do as a father before to put it simply.

A mother was needed...

Shaking his head free of thoughts best kept for later, he looked at Sirius as he took the drink and smiled ruefully at his godfather who placed his hand on his shoulder with reassurance,

"I'm all right...just thinking."

Somehow the tone alone made Sirius remain silent on it. Just taking him into his arms and offering a hug, Harry felt better at the warmth his godfather offered him. "You will figure it out Harry. You have time."

A wry smile appearing on his lips, he recalls those exact same words as he looks at the cup with irritation.

Flashback....

"You have time Harry; we don't need to get them now."

Giving a small sigh as he looks at Tonks, the young man shakes his head. "As much as I wish that was the case. I'm afraid I am getting tired. I want it done."

Remus and the others in the room, puzzled for a moment. It takes a moment for them to understand. As long as Harry or anyone else could remember, Harry has constantly had to fight for some measure of peace. Some measure of a life to call his own.

"Harry..." Remus whispered softly as his heart reaches out to his cubling. Despite not being related, Harry is a part of the pride belonging to both Alexandre and himself. This young man who has never had a family needs them all and for him to be tired at such a young age?

Was almost as if he was giving up...

Turning to his long time friend and adoptive father in spirit, Harry's eyes were still a vibrant green. But they looked so old.

"I want it done Moony...I just want it done."

"How about you begin with Hufflepuff's cup?" A voice said from behind them merrily. Turning around, they looked to find a fey like woman with brilliant red hair staring at them with a wise and extremely powerful air around her.

"Nimue...." Sirius worded in shock.

Considering she had arrived though the wards, everyone was in shock as they all as a whole had not sensed her coming because of it. But now that she has come, she just smiled and sat their as they and their senses had been thrown into chaos.

The woman just giggled though as things started to calm down and people just looked at her in shock....eventually.

"How...how did you get by the wards?" Remus asked as Sirius just shook his head. The former auror several times had attempted to explain, about the place where he was trapped. And how this woman was the only one whom had been able to come and go at will to visit him. The others now willing to listen, Harry can't help but growl in anger.

The question of how she got in was a moot point at the moment, but he was more upset over something else. "If you could get in and out why?! Why couldn't you have let him out to?! Why! DAMNIT! TELL ME WHY! WHY DID MY WIFE HAVE TO DIE SO I CAN HAVE MY GODFATHER BACK?!"

The woman's eyes narrowed a bit in rage at his anger, but then soften. Stepping down softly, she placed hands on his cheeks with gentleness. "Even I can not disobey the rules young one. No matter how much I want to I can not."

"Why though...why?" Harry asked as a deep pain filled his eyes. Nimue herself seeing the sadness regrets with all her heart she can not give him answers that he seeks. "I do not know... Even now much is kept from me young one." She replied as she brushed fingers through his dark hair. "But at least I am allowed this much."

Pressing her lips to his forehead, she and Harry both began to glow. A song of the phoenix erupting into the air, the two remain still for what seems like ages to those who worry. But as it ends, the woman smiles as she parts.

"You now have the way Harry. It is up to you to use it."

Flashback ends....

And use it he would. What she had shared with him was a merging of the minds somewhat. Basically he learned of an ancient spell that would insure that the part of Voldemort within whatever said object would not be able to rejoin with the main.

The problem was this spell was very ancient and they did not know how it would react. Considering that this particular item or this particular curse on said item was killing Albus. They wanted all bases covered.

Especially after all the trouble they went to get it.

Flashback...

It has been about an hour since the woman left, as Harry seemed to be in a bit of a daze. The others even tried waving their hands in front of his eyes hoping he would brush them away. But he didn't react and when he did...

Well let's just say it was well after the fact.

Now though Harry seemed to be coming out of it. And despite the aged look in his eyes, it now sparked with something akin to anticipation. The young man smiled brightly as he pointed a finger at Bill Weasely. The slightly older man puzzled, the red head looked at Fleur who smiled and nodded her head.

Having recently returned from securing more allies among the various veela tribes, the two had grown closer once again. Unlike her sister, Fleur's Veela genes had become more dominant over the years since she had last been in the British Wizarding world. And it was discovered that despite she was mostly human, those Veela genes had finally kicked in one thing which explained their closeness....

It seemed Bill was well and truly Fleur's other half by her instincts.

Anyhow, as the red head came forward, Harry gave a smile. "Do you still by any chance work for Gringotts still?"

"Gringotts? Why would we need to go there?"

"Not we....my godfather and myself." Harry stated. "I don't quite understand all that she shared with me yet. But in it one thing stood out clearly. Bellatrix LeStrange has a horcrux in her vault. And it is the Hufflepuff cup."

Understanding now, why he was asked to come forward. Bill sets about explaining some of the rules and regulations. That is in goblin standards....

First rule was that to a goblin, they will question. Having a muggle TV as he does, Bill and some of the other wizards who come and go have commented on how a goblin was like a Ferengi in that muggle sci fi show Star Trek. Similar likes and dislikes when it comes to money.

Second rule was to follow their directions to a tee. Because of the fact that Sirius was a relative of Bellatrix, he could in a sense be able to enter her vault that she and her husband have. But the issue was this; they would not be allowed to take anything from it without said people's permission.

That last rule would be the problem. But Harry had let out a smile in amusement.

"Being a kid for as long as I was did give me one advantage. I got to play with clay."

Flashback ends....

Confusion on the features of most of the wizard born, back then it took Alexandre laughing as well as many of the other shifters as they knew of what Harry talked about after he said it.

If Voldemort had known that something as simple as a muggle toy would enable the light to obtain his precious Horcux. Well it would be irony at its best.