A/N- I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

Chapter 6

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office thinking.

The order had yet been able to find Harry or Hermione. Hermione wasn't really a concern of his, except for the fact that she and Harry could not be allowed into a relationship together. The witch was to smart and to independent, if she got any closer to Harry, she may be able to figure out Dumbledore's plans and inform Harry. It was dangerous enough with her being his friend.

He had tried breaking them apart before. In their third year he had purposely had Flitwick keep Harry's Firebolt far longer than necessary. He had selected Hermione to be Krum's hostage in the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, hoping Harry would see that as a betrayal. And he had kept Ron and Hermione from writing Harry last summer.

But none of it worked. Harry was to damned forgiving, something he had hoped the Dursleys would have beaten out of him.

He needed to find them both, and fast. Not even Granger's parents knew where she was, although she had stopped in to see them earlier in the summer, along with Harry. He currently had Order members watching the house in case they returned.

Things were not going well at all.

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Hermione was very happy at the moment. Fred and George had agreed to help her and Harry. Ginny wouldn't be chasing after Harry, just as soon as they got her the antidote for the love potion. Her and Harry's plans were right on track. And, most importantly, she had a guy that loved her. Life was good.

She currently was sitting in the library of the manor, reviewing her and Harry's agenda.

The Serpent Court, as they were calling their organization, would be a secret society. Like Voldemort, their aim was to take control of of the Ministry. Unlike Voldemort, their methods and goals were different. Whereas Voldemort wanted the world to know he was in charge, they didn't. The wizarding world was corrupt and full of prejudice, against muggle-born, werewolves, and anything they perceive to be different. It would be the Serpent Court's goal to erase the prejudice and make the wizarding world a better place. But they wouldn't get rid of the corruption. They needed the corruption to accomplish their goals. After all, why get rid of a system that you could easily play if you had enough money and power.

That reminded her, they had to go to Sirius will reading today. She looked at her watch, it was currently a quarter to ten in the morning. According to Remus, the will wouldn't be read until noon, but they had things to discuss with Ragnok, Director of Gringotts, and ruler of all goblins in the U.K.

She checked the message journal to see if Remus had any messages for them before they left. There was nothing new from last night, when Remus informed them of the time and that the Weasleys, Andromeda and Nymphadora Tonks, and Dumbledore would be present with him. Dumbledore was going as Harry's proxy.

She smiled as she walked to the basement training room, where Harry was practicing a new spell he had found last night.

"FenrisLupa!" Harry shouted.

Hermione watched as a massive gray wolf leaped from Harry's wand. The wolf instantly attacked the training dummy and tore it to shreds before fading away.

Hermione applauded. "Very good Harry," she said as she walked over and kissed him on the cheek. "I trust you won't sic that spell on Crookshanks."

Harry chuckled. "If I did, I'd be dead as soon as you, mum, or Hedwig found out."

"You right, Hedwig would hurt you the most. Her and Crookshanks are best friends."

"Is it time to go already?" harry asked, hugging Hermione close to him.

"I'm afraid it is. Is Lily coming with us?"

Harry shook his head. "She's currently watching Grimmauld Place, waiting for the Weasleys to leave so she can check on Ron and Ginny's heart and minds. Then she said something about finding a rat."

Hermione grinned evilly. "I don't envy Pettigrew at all. Now come on, we have to be presentable and impressive."

Harry frowned. "This means dressing to impress, doesn't it?"

"You bet."

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Harry and Hermione both wore a warriors dress. Contrary to most wizard's belief, fancy, elegant dress robes did not impress goblins. They where a warrior nation, if you wanted to impress them, you had to dress as a warrior.

The two magic users bot wore identical outfits. Light formfitting, yet comfortable shirts for quick movement. Dragon hide pants, vest, and knee-high boots to repel most spells. Wrist holsters so they could quickly draw their wands. Enchanted daggers where visible at their waist, with another hidden in their boots. Completing their outfit, each wore the same blood-red cloaks as they had the other day.

So it was two rather intimidating figures that walked into Gringotts bank at ten o'clock.

Hermione, being the more educated in goblin customs, was the one to speak when they walked up to a teller. "Master goblin, we wish to speak to War-chief Ragnok."

The goblins eyes widened at her usage of Ragnok's proper title. "May I ask what business you have with him?" the goblin asked.

"You may ask, but that doesn't mean we'll answer. I mean no disrespect Master goblin, and we mean no offense, but we have several things we would like to discuss. All are sensitive issues."

The goblin nodded. "I understand. But I do need to know who you are?"

"Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter."

Hermione didn't think it was possible, but the goblin's eyes grew even wider as he took a drop of blood from both of them to verify their identities. He put up a closed sign and stepped away from his position. "Follow me."

Hermione and Harry fell into step behind the goblin. He led them through a twisting maze of hallways, until they came to two massive golden doors. The goblin turned to the two. "Wait here while I announce you." The Goblin opened the doors and vanished inside.

"I still don't like wearing all this shit," Harry hissed in parseltongue. "We don't need any of it any way, except for our wand."

"Yes, but it will impress Ragnok and that is what we need to do," Hermione explained. "Unless of course you don't want his help."

"I'm no fool, we need to at least try and gain his help. Maybe then we can convince them that they have the wrong will, although technically I guess we only need to see dads individual will."

Hermione chuckled. "Harry, you need to learn to be as ruthless in politics as you are when fighting."

"Bah! I know how to fight. The only thing I know about politics is that I hate them."

"Then why does our plan involve more politics than fighting?"

"Because you and Mum made it."

"You could have said something!"

"And get both you and Mum riled up as you both explain the situation and logic. I did what every great leader must, listen to those who know more than them."

"Who told you that?"

"Mum."

Hermione chuckled again. Between her and Lily, Harry was severely over matched when it came to logic and planning.

The goblin came out of the room and held the door open for them. "War-chief Ragnok will see you now."

The two teens walked into the office. A fierce-looking goblin sat behind a marble desk.

"Greeting War-chief Ragnok," Hermione said as both she and Harry bowed to the goblin. "We, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger of the Serpent Court, bring a gift of goodwill for your audience. May we present it?"

Ragnok smiled wickedly. "Present your gift."

Hermione pulled from her pocket what appeared to be a small matchbox. She drew her wand and tapped it, causing it to enlarge into a trunk. Harry positioned the trunk and opened it so that Ragnok could see what was inside.

"We present to you forty yards of basilisk hide, and twenty vials of basilisk venom," Hermione said confidently as Ragnok's mouth dropped down in surprise. "Do you accept?"

"I accept," Ragnok said, gesturing to two chairs in front of him. "May I ask how you obtained such rare materials in such a quantity?"

Hermione and Harry smiled and removed their cloaks before sitting down.

"I killed the Basilisk of Salazar Slytherin four years ago," Harry explained. "This is it's hide. The venom, that's our secret."

Ragnok chuckled. "This is a very valuable goodwill gift. And I am impressed at your obvious knowledge of our culture. Most wizards do not bother."

"Don't be impressed by me," Harry said. "I just listen to the person with the knowledge." He indicated Hermione.

Ragnok smiled. "Thank you for the gift. Now how can I help you both today?"

"There are several things you could do War-chief Ragnok. The question is whether or not you will believe what we say?" Hermione said.

"Ms. Granger, please call me Ragnok. And I assure you that with such a gift and respect, at the very least I will look into anything you say and not dismiss it entirely."

"Then please call us Harry and Hermione," Harry said. "The first bit of business is my parents will. We know for a fact that the will read was false."

Ragnok raised a skeptical eyebrow. "And how would you know that?"

"A very reliable source. I would say more, but I do not believe you would believe me, ever," Harry explained.

"I will look into it," Ragnok said.

"Thank you, that is all we ask," Harry said.

"Secondly," Hermione explained, "we seek an...alliance with the goblin nation in an attempt to defeat Voldemort."

Ragnok folded his hands in front of him. "Why should we form an alliance?" he asked. "We can defend ourselves easily should he attack here. And Wizards are not very tolerant of us."

"Ragnok," Hermione continued, "we are forming an organization to take on the unjustness and prejudice of the wizarding world. One aspect of that is the way other beings are treated. If you help us, it will make that goal much easier. And Voldemort may not be a threat to you now. But if he defeats the Ministry and can focus all his attention on you, you will fall. He doesn't care how many of his followers will fall to your warriors, and will inflict losses you will be unable to recover from quickly enough to repel his next attack."

"You make a valid point Hermione." Ragnok said. "But how can we help you?"

"Seize the assets of any proven deatheater. I would suggest splitting the money between us, that way you make a profit, and we gain more capital for our endeavors," Hermione suggested.

"Tell you what," Ragnok said, "we will have an alliance. We will seize the gold and split it seventy-thirty. You will take thirty percent, along with any items in said vaults. Does that sound reasonable?"

"It does," Hermione said. "Would it be possible for you to create a new vault for our organization? You can put the money and items there. Then we can transfer some of our own money to vault."

"Certainly. All I need is the name of the organization, which I assume is the Serpent Court you mentioned as you introduced yourselves?"

Harry and Hermione nodded.

"I will also need the names of those who will have access to the vault. And what level of protection would you like."

"As of right no," Harry said. "Just me and Hermione. We only have three members at the moment, not counting ourselves, so that may change later on. A high security vault please."

"Of course," Ragnok said. "Is there anything else?"

"Yes," Harry said. "I would like half of my earnings from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes put into this account, the other half still going to my private vault."

"Will do. If there is not anything else, I believe you two have time for lunch before the will reading of Mr. Black."

"Will you be their?" Hermione asked.

"I should hope so," Ragnok said. "I'm the one reading Lord Black's will."

"Then we shall see you then War-chief," Harry said as he and Hermione stood up and put on their cloaks. They both shook Ragnok's hand.

"I will have your new vault ready by then. It was a pleasure doing business with both of you."

Harry and Hermione smiled as they flipped their hoods over their faces.

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The Weasley and Tonks families, along with Remus Lupin where all shown to a private room in Gringotts upon their arrival. As was Narcissa and Draco Malfoy. Dumbledore too was shown the room when he arrived five minutes before the reading.

Everyone sat around the table waiting for the goblins to begin. The Weasley Twins sat as far away from their family as they could. They along with Remus were wondering where Harry and Hermione where. they didn't believe that they would allow Dumbledore to sit in their stead.

Everyone was shocked when two blue robed figures walked into the room along side Director Ragnok, The two figures quietly took seats next to the goblin.

Director Ragnok looked at the assembled wizards and witches. "Professor Dumbledore, what are you doing here?" Ragnok asked. "You are not listed in the will, as such you are not allowed here unless by proxy."

"I am afraid Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger where unable to attend," Dumbledore explained. "Thus I am here as Proxy for both parties."

"I am afraid that is not possible," Ragnok said. "As both have sent already sent a proxy." he indicated the two strangers in blue.

"They cannot be," Dumbledore said. "They are obviously impostors and I demand that they be expelled from this room immediately."

"If they are impostors they are very good," Ragnok said. "As both where appointed in my office by Mr Potter and Ms. Granger themselves when they were here earlier today."

Everyone but Fred, George, the Malfoys and Remus were surprised. The Order had people placed all over Diagon Alley in case Harry or Hermione showed up. How could they have missed them?

"If you do not leave now Professor, then I will have you removed by force."

Dumbledore reluctantly stood and left. Narcissa watched with a smirk as the headmaster was cowed.

"No then," Ragnok said as he held up a sheet of Parchment, "on to the will. I, Sirius Orion Black, being of sound mind and body, to hereby give this, my last will and testament. To Remus Lupin, my good friend, I leave the ancestral home of the Blacks. If you want Moony, burn it down. I also leave you ten thousand galleons. To the Wesley's, for your treatment of Harry as one of your own, I leave you five thousand galleons a piece. To Hermione Granger, for being Harry's friend and always looking out for him, I know you would spend any money on books anyway, so I leave you the Black family library. Now to my family. To Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissa Malfoy, I leave you both identical photo albums. They contain pictures of how we used to be. I wonder at times how my beloved cousins could turn out so bad. To Andromeda and Nymphadora Tonks, I reinstate you both into the Black family and leave you each ten thousand galleons. To Draco Malfoy, I leave any debts I owe, which luckily for you is none although I wish I had some. And Finally to my godson, Harry Potter, I am so proud of who you've become, I know your parents would be to. I leave you everything else, along with the title of Lord Black, which means you are now emancipated and have another seat on the Wizengamot. This also means that you can now claim the Potter inheritance. I love you as my own son Prongslet, never forget that. This is Sirius Black, signing off."

"This is an outrage," Draco said. "Potter's not even a Black, I should get the lordship of the house."

"If you wish," Ragnok said, "you could duel his proxy for it. But I don't recommend that course of action."

Narcissa tried to stop her son but failed.

"I'll do it!" Draco shouted. "Here and now."

"So be it," Ragnok said. "If you two, and any who wish to witness the duel will follow me, we shall begin the duel immediately."

Ragnok led the entire group to a large room. Draco and his opponent walked to the center of the room, while Ragnok and the others sat down in rather comfortable chairs. Ragnok snapped his fingers and defensive wards went up to protect the onlookers.

"Draco Malfoy, as challenger you have the right to choose how one wins," Ragnok said to the two duelist.

"First to bleed, yield, or otherwise become incapacitated," Draco replied smugly. His smirk was visible to the whole room.

"So be it," Ragnok said. He turned to the blue clad figure. "Accept these terms or forfeit," he said with a wide grin.

"I accept," the hooded figure said, his voice was deep and cold, altered by the charms on his hood. He knew no one other than Hermione would recognize him as Harry Potter, although the Twins and Remus probably suspected. He was free to use any spell he wished. And he looked forward to it.

"Then begin, Ragnok yelled, "in three...two...one."

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A/N- I'm trying to write longer chapters and hope you all find this one enjoying.