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

I just have to re-iterate...Action is so NOT my strong point. That's why these Horcrux chapters will take me forever.

This whole chapter is one big flashback from the end of previous one....

Chapter 78

Hufflepuff 1

"So Harry what's the plan to break into Gringotts." Sirius piped up as he and the others, shifters and wizards alike were curious on how this was going to happen.

Gringotts, goblin run and all was considered to be nigh on impenetrable against break ins. Even though Voldemort did it himself 10 plus years ago to get the Philosopher's Stone, since that one incident the goblins had become nigh on fanatical on keeping track of the riches within.

"Simple...we go through the front door." Harry replied as he stares at his godfather. "I think some of you have forgotten Bellatrix's name is really Bellatrix BLACK LeStrange."

"That's right! She's your cousin, isn't she Sirius?" Alexandre asked questioningly. Having heard much in the way of what happened the previous years from Harry and Remus, the shifter could not help but ask to be sure.

Sometimes details in stories do get a bit misinterpreted after all.

"One I would rather like to forget." The ex-con mutters as he answers his new found friend with a wry look. The others were chuckling at the dark gaze of irritation displayed by the man. Those who truly knew and understood the man, had known that there was no love lost between himself and Bellatrix, who was considering crazy from birth by many.

"Anyway Sirius as her cousin and head of the Black family, with a bit of glamour he should be able to come with me and get in to her vault. Based on the fact she is family, he should be able to get in to view what's there." Harry stated. "The trick will be switching the cup out for a fake one that looks and feels exactly like it."

"Knowing the goblins that won't be easy..." Bill commented quietly. Fleur nodding her head in agreement at his words. "Especially with the wards and the way they work. The fact of the matter is this. They will know when even the slightest magic is used inside Gringotts. To fool them, will be tough..."

"We may not need to fool them." Harry said thoughtfully. "It is someone else we need to fool."

"Voldemort."

"Indeed." Harry replied. "Knowing how paranoid he can get about things from my own memories and that which the others have shared with me. In her vault or not, there is more then likely going to be enough traps on it, that they could alert him to what we are planning to do."

"So the problem you are telling us is simply this. Once we get in, we not only have to look for any traps set by Voldemort, we also have to not set the goblin wards off in the process." Tonks stated as she finally spoke up. Having come in with Remus, as an Auror she did have some say and some power in what was not corrupted of the ministry left. "And on top of that we will have to get out, while achieving that?"

"Pretty much." Harry said pleasantly as his eyes seemed to be filled with anticipation. "I can make a duplicate of the cup rather easily. It's just going to be the feel of it that's going to be rather difficult, considering I actually have to be in the vault to do it."

"Now how pray tell are you going to make a duplicate of a goblin made item?" Sirius asked. "I'm up for the rest of it, but that I can't figure out?"

"Easy...we make one out of clay." The younger man replied. "Being de-aged as I was, it did allow me to explore my childhood again and one thing I had always wanted to play with was play doh. You will be amazed at what that stuff can do." He chuckled. "The rest with a little magic and a hell of a lot of luck will have to be done there unfortunately."

"Harry...you're absolutely crazy you know that?"

The dark haired young man looked at her with aged and yet vibrant green eyes. "A bit...." He said quietly. "But quite frankly, if Voldemort can do it, so can we Tonks. We need to do it if we have a chance at ending the war and soon. Will you help me?"

The woman looking up at her nephew if in spirit, she nods her head with a warm smile. "I guess I better, as a Black as well if only half I should be able to get in as well. Might need me to protect you both and besides. Who else is going to keep an eye on the two of you in there?"

"What? You don't trust your dear cousin Tonks? I'm hurt!" Sirius replied with a bright smile on his features.

The woman simply raised an eyebrow as she looked at her relative. "Remus told me about that stunt with Lockhart dear cousin. So the answer is do I trust you not to do something extra while there. Nope...not one bit."

"Mr. Padfoot would like to declare Mr. Moony is a traitor for spilling Marauder secrets on this prime pranking opportunity."

"Mr. Moony would like to tell Mr. Padfoot, that Miss Tonks is deadlier then Mr. Padfoot when she retaliates and Mr. Moony would like all his bits intact for future use thank you very much."

"And Miss Tonks would like to say that she agrees. She likes Mr. Moony's bits where they are as well. Miss Tonks would be extremely upset if certain bits disappeared as she has grown quite attached to the hours of use she can get out of them."

The bawdiness of the young woman's words put aside, the plan is temporarily forgotten as they all look at Moony who flushes a bright pink.

"Moony, you animal." Sirius chirped with a smile. "And with my wee cousin no less...so when's the weddings bells? Because friend or not, you don't do right by her and I will hex you into oblivion old pal."

Laughter reigning as Remus sputters out indignation, it was the first time in a while that something so carefree had sounded so good for many of them. All of them needed that sound to bolster their spirits.

A few hours later, as they finalized the plans, and readied what they needed they looked at one another they nodded their head in agreement. This time tomorrow...they were ready to go.

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Harry found himself cloaked and hooded once more as he stood outside Gringotts. Sirius beside him in glamour, he turned and made sure Tonks was ready to create a huge distraction that even the goblins would come out for.

Having one in mind, he nodded his head and held up a single finger.

Responding to the time he has set, he looks to his godfather, who smiles brightly with anticipation. "You know I always wanted to do this."

"Break into Gringotts?"

"Nope...well yeah but I look at it differently. I always wanted to prank them. Your dad and Moony would never go for it though. But yet here we are about ready to do one..."

A small smile crossing his lips, Harry looks at Sirius with a tilt to his head. "Think Dad would be proud?"

"Yeah I think he would Cub. He would think we were out of our minds. Which to be doing this we kind of have to be. But yeah he would be proud." The former con said with a warm smile.

Harry returning it, the two step forward. Within Harry's hand is a timed shrunken box, which holds what they intend to swap. Trying to avoid using any magic that they can, they timed the box for two hours after they enter the vault.

Considering the story they had come up with the box also held scrolls, paper and various other items, for which to show should a goblin chose to look.

Because Sirius, other then being the Black family head, knew his family had wealth in abundance. Therefore there was no telling what was in the vault, or even how long it would take them to go through to find this one cup that was a duplicate of the one they made.

So the idea of cataloging what would more then likely return to him, was a safe and yet convincing one to tell. Especially as it would require them to look at every item there...including any and all cups....

The one that they seek is one that shines a bright gold color. It was simple and yet elegant with a regal elaborate setting of jewels upon one side, like the original it was made to resemble. Hermione being the research miracle that she was, had provided a picture she had tracked down surprisingly enough in Hogwarts a history,

Within it was a picture of Helga Hufflepuff, holding said cup within her hands as she smiled. A healer of renowned skill, it was said that she often used this cup to hold the potions she used to aide her patients.

Believing he made a copy as far as he could go, the young man had shown his effort before they had left that morning and the others just shook their heads in amazement.

Earlier...

"You weren't kidding about being able to make it were you Harry."

"Well you said it was goblin made right? Goblins if I remember my history right, when it comes to certain things are known to prefer to make them by hand rather then magic. It has to look as if I had done just that."

Sending a gentle heating charm to dry the clay out and make it harden, he smiled as Tonks bent down close to work a shine spell as he did it. Feeling that as a former Hufflepuff, she herself should have a hand in helping retrieve said object, the woman had been patient and pointed out things that Harry may have missed in the process.

"I think this honestly might work..." She whispered in amazement as the cup began to take shape

Present...

Stepping into the halls of the Wizarding bank, the two look at one another and approach the Goblin in charge for the day. One that is quite familiar, to Harry as Griphook, the two approaches the figure with caution.

Of all the goblins, Bill had warned them that Griphook was by far the craftiest one of all and to pay attention to exactly what the being says.

Apparently a master of double talk, Griphook could swindle your first born before you even realize you had been had.

But then again, Harry had lived a second life and Sirius had nothing to lose. The two looked at one another and looked up at the goblin with sad eyes.

"How may I help you Mr. Black?"

"Aawww you remember me Griphook. I'm touched." Sirius replied jovially, his tone relaxed, it was a vast difference to the guarded stance he had alongside Harry. The fact that no one has been called means that as Bill said they were dealing in Goblin territory and not Wizard territory.

And by law he has done nothing to the Goblins. Well at least nothing yet... "As head of the Black family, I formally request looking into my dear cousin Bellatrix's vault. Considering her condition, I may be forced into taking back that which belongs to my family."

"I see....there is a fee."

"Of course, I am willing to discuss it with you. Much as you know of my family, I honestly do not want 90% of what is probably in there. But you see there is still that occasional little item that might be something I would desire returned to the Black Family Vaults in remembrance of the few good memories I have."

"The fee will be 100 galleons for entering the vault Mr. Black and another 200 for each goblin to assist you in the cataloging."

"No need for the latter part. I brought someone here with me."

Sitting up in his seat, the Goblins eyes narrow as he takes in the familiar form of one he knows from long ago. "Mr. Potter. It seems you are running quite the risk appearing in public are you not? We goblins have been offered much to let certain individuals know when you emerge."

"And will you tell them we are here?"

"No."

"Will anyone else?" Harry asked smoothly. The Goblin just looking at him, speaks with a calm and curious tone. "It seems you have studied up on us. The answer is perhaps they may, I do not know. I do know the ones who wished for me to let them know did not offer near enough for me to bother doing so."

"I see, if any attack should come about. Would we be allowed to defend ourselves? And for a fee of course...say 300 galleons?"

"But of course. It would be bad that account holders such as yourselves were hurt. We do like to keep things pristine." Griphook replied with a greedy smile. "Would that be all?"

"It is I am impressed Griphook. I would figure by now, someone would have come for us...."

"Indeed. It is the Goblin way. But then many here know better, then to cross me. We do what we can to how you wizards say get better in life? No matter whom we step on to get it? I am quite vengeful and very creative."

Their agreement taken care of, Griphook summons a younger goblin by the name of Goldcoast to escort them to the vault.

Following the smaller creature heading towards the carts, the two look at one another and nod their heads. Reaching to a pendant that he wears, he taps it twice to let Tonks outside know that they were going in...

The plan was on the move.

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Action is so not my strong point, and I am right now still working on that part ladies and gentlemen as I have been for the last month or so. But I was pretty sure you all were getting tired of waiting so I will kick this part to you at least.