The Monument Keeperoliver Chapter 7

Harry was still talking to Sirius, when he remembered what he found in Sirius' room, and asked Sirius to wait for him. Harry went over to his room and got the tapes and the player, and brought them back down to the library. Harry hooked up the player, and then turned to Sirius, "What are you in the mood for, Zeppelin, Queen, Stones, Beatles or someone else?"

Sirius smiled and answered, "I don't know if he was gay or by, but Freddie will always be my favorite, so Queen it is. Then a little Led in my head will work. Thanks Harry, I love my music. I wish there was a way I could play it in here."

"Sorry about that, but I am not that brilliant. I may know someone that is though, and will ask later. Queen it is."

Things were silent for a while as they listened to a Night at the Opera. Then a song played that was too close to Harry's situation, so he fast forwarded to the next song.

"HEY, I liked that song. Why did you pass on it Harry?"

He looked down, and saw Harry had tears in his eyes, "Sorry Harry, I wasn't thinking. Love of My Life is close to home right now, isn't it. Harry, you will find someone, I know it. Tell me, is Ginny a red head?"

"Ya, she is. A beautiful red head at that."

"They all are Harry. OH Shish, my song is coming up." then Harry heard Sirius begin to sing, "IS THIS THE REAL LIFE, OR IS IT FANTASY. CAUGHT IN THE LAND SIDE, NO ESCAPE FROM REALITY. OPEN YOUR EYES, LOOK UP TO THE SKIES AND SEE. I'M JUST A POOR BOY, I NEED NO SYMPATHY, BECAUSE IT'S EASY COME EASY GO. LITTLE HIGH, LITTLE LOW ANY WAY THE WIND BLOWS DOESN'T REALLY MATTER TO ME, TO ME."

Harry listened as Sirius sang the rest of the song, and felt he really was quite good. A little off from the singer on the tape, but not by that much. Sirius' voice was lower keyed. Harry liked the song, and would have to learn it so that he could sing it with Sirius the next time he sung it. Once the tape was through, he looked for the title and saw the name of it. Bohemian Rhapsody? He never even heard the words in the song. Where did that title come from?

Harry then put Led Zeppelin in for Sirius, and then excused himself for bed. Sirius thanked him for the music, then began singing again.

Harry laughed as he went to his room. He was glad that he made Sirius happy, just by playing the music.

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The next morning, Harry got up, and cleaned up for the day. He went past the Library, and peeked in to see if Sirius was up and around. He looked at the portrait, and saw him passed out on the chair behind him, humming in his sleep. Harry left him to his dreaming.

He went into the kitchen to find some thing to eat. There wasn't anything, so he went out and found a small place that was open to serve breakfast. The food was OK, but not Molly's. He really missed her cooking.

He went outside, and went to a side alley to avoid being seen as he apparated to an alley behind the Leaky Cauldron. He then entered it, and waved to Tom who was behind the bar. Tom waved back as Harry walked to the back door and the wall that lead to the alley. Harry tapped the wall, and after it moved, he took in the sights of the alley. It was too early for any activity, and that was why Harry left so early, to avoid the crowd.

He headed to the bank at the end of the main street, and looked to his right, and saw the WWW. It was still dark, so it must not be open yet. He was hoping for this, as he didn't want anyone to see him.

He walked into the bank, and up to the main teller, or floor manager. "Hello, I would like to know if I still have an account here, please?"

"Did you have an account with us before?"

"Yes."

"Then why would you think you don't have one now? Wizards."

"Because I was pronounced dead over seven years ago."

With that, the Goblins head shot up from his paper work. "And what might your name be?"

"Harry Potter, sir."

"Indeed. And do you have your key Mr. Potter?"

"I'm sorry, no I do not."

"If you had, Mr. Potter, you would have been brought to security for attempting to rob our bank. We have your key. However, we need positive identification of your claim. Would you please provide us with a signature on that piece of paper."

"You don't need a drop of blood?" Harry said as he signed the sheet of parchment. The sheet then turned white, and the goblin took the paper.

"No Mr. Potter. Verification was made with your signature. We have progressed from such crude measures. Now, here is your key, and I will get an aide to accompany you to your vault. Axe Handler, come here please. Take Mr. Potter to his vault. Oh and Mr. Potter please come see me when you are done. I will allow you to enter your family vault, but you really don't have It in your possession quite yet. A matter of your will need to be taken care of. Also Mr. Potter, even though you did break into the bank, we know the reason for it. You have been pardoned for all your crimes against the Goblin nation. We also welcome you back."

"Thank you sir, for being patient with me, and for your forgiveness. May your enemy kneel at your feet, and your pockets always be full."

"Thank you sir."

Harry was taken down to the second level, where the Potter Family Vault was. He knew the Lestrange vault was two levels up from his. Axe Handler Took the lamp and Key from Harry, and went to the vault. Hey put the key in the slot, but called Harry over. "Please sir, if you might turn the key, as only a true family member may turn it."

This mystified Harry. Once again he thought a blood sample would be needed. He almost passed out, when a spear shot out of the wall, and stopped two inches from his head. Then retreated back into the hole it was in. Sweat was pouring off Harry's forehead. "Nice security you have here."

"It will do. Personally I think it needs to be a bit more strict. There you go sir. I will be right here in case you need me."

"Thank you." and Harry walked into his family vault for the very first time. What he saw took his breath away. Yes, there was a tidy some of money, but it was the furniture, decorations, clothes, jewelry cases, and a huge number of books that amazed him. The books were twice what were in Sirius' library. The furniture could fill three houses. He could start his own jewelry store. Decorate as many houses as did his furniture. Then there were the portraits. There had to be twenty five of them. But it was the two he was worried about that were right there in front of him. His mother and father. He took them from the wall, and used a cleaning charm on them to get them clean. He then shrunk them down, and stored them in his robes. He then looked to the books to see if Hermione might be interested in any of them, and couldn't believe how many of them were older than Hogwarts. A whole section of books numbering over a hundred. Then he found one that was perfect. It was titled {The Wisdom of Myrrdyn Emrys} and he knew that Hermione would love it. He also found one for Luna titled, {Magical Creatures}. He looked some more, and found a copy of the original rules for Quidditch for Ron, and one for the twins titled, {The Funny Side Of Magic}. Then he found one that would interest Remus, {Finding the Cures, Lycanthropy}. Harry wondered why his dad never thought to get it for Remus when they were friends.

Finding no more books, he then went to the jewelry, and found several pieces that he might give out as gifts. Especially one for Ginny. A beautiful emerald necklace set in gold. He added these to his now bulging pockets, and retreated form the vault. He would have to plan a dinner for everyone to give out his gifts.

Back in the lobby, Harry met up with the manager, and he led Harry to a room just behind his desk. They sat, and Harry was read the will of his mum and dad. He was also told of Sirius' will, and how he lost his portion of it, because of the seven year clause. Harry told the Goblin that it was fine, as the money went to a good family. After this Harry left for home.

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Once back in #12, Harry went right to the library, and hung the portraits of his parents and looked to Sirius, "How do I wake the Pads?"

"Just call for them Harry. It may take a few minutes for them to wake though, since they have slept so long."

"James and Lily Potter, please wake up and meet your son."

Like Sirius said, at first there was nothing, then Harry saw movement in his mother, then his father. His mum was the first to question their awakening, "Who called me? Who are you?"

"Hello mother."

Tears started streaming down her cheeks, "Harry, is that really you? OH my son, I can't believe it. James it's our boy, well a man really."

"Yes Lils, I can see him. Hello my son. It has been a long time since I last saw you. It must be, since you are as old as we are, or maybe even older. You must be 27 or 28 I think?"

"Hello father. It's good to see you as well. Ya, I'll be 28 in two months. I never thought I would get to talk to you both. Not in a family way. I have talked to you both, twice in the past, but I was tied up with Tom both times."

"You knew his real name Harry?" Lily asked.

"Yes mum, since my second year."

"I can't believe that Albus would tell you his name so early? What was he thinking?"

"He didn't mum. I had to face him to save a friend. Him and his cohort."

Sirius came out with the next burst, "Dumbledore let you face two full grown wizards by yourself?"

"I guess I didn't cover that part too well last night Sirius. It wasn't two wizards, it was the spirit of Tom, and a sixty foot Basilisk."

Three sharp, "What did you say?" came from the portraits.

"You heard correctly. The spirit of Tom Riddle, and a sixty foot Basilisk. If it wasn't for Fawkes bringing me Gryffindor's sword, I couldn't have done it. Of course bringing it to me in the sorting hat kind of gave me a head ache. I thought I was supposed to wear the hat and it would tell me how to defeat the Basilisk. When I put it on, the sword dropped down onto my head."

Harry glared at Sirius, who was laughing at Harry. "You should be glad you're dead Pads, other wise You would paying for your laughing at me."

"Sorry Harry, it is just the way you explained it that was funny."

"SIRIUS ORION BLACK, IS THAT YOU?" Lily screamed.

"Lily my love, it is so good to hear your sweet voice, even if it was a touch loud. Good to see you finally noticed I was here. James, how are you old friend?"

"Pads you old dog. How's it hanging?"

"Very Funny Prongs. Good to see you still have your sense of humor."

"Hey, I'm a Marauder, aren't I. So, tell me, how did you get it, going down fighting, or did some husband catch you with your pants down?"

"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP, I WANT TO HEAR WHAT MY SON HAS TO SAY. Now go on Harry."

Harry was still laughing at his dad and God dad. "Mum, dad, I want to have some people come over for dinner. I think they would like to meet you. One in particular."

"Is it Remus, Harry?" Lily asked.

"Yes. And he will have his wife and kids with him."

"MOONY GOT MARRIED? TO WHO?" James shouted.

Harry laughed again at his dad's excitement. "Believe it or not he married Sirius' cousin."

"No way, he married Andromeda. What happened to Ted?" James asked once again.

"Nope, not Andromeda. Nymphadora."

"Who the heck is Nymphadora, and why would any one name their daughter that in the first place?" James was soon sorry he said that.

"James Potter, if I find a way into your Portrait, I am going to pull your bottom lip up over your head just to shut you up. You insensitive prat. Now Harry, who is Nymphadora?"

"Ted and Andromeda's daughter. However, when you meet her, don't call her Nymphadora. Either call her Dora, or just Tonks. She gets upset at being called her first name."

"Boy, I'll say. Touchy little thing. But man does she pack a punch." Sirius said.

"How come you never told us about her Pads?" Lily asked.

"I guess the topic never came up. She is a lot younger than I am, and I never did see much of her."

"How much younger is she?" James asked.

"I don't know, 12 or 13 years I guess?"

"MERLIN, THAT MAKES MOONY A CRADLE ROBBER!" James shouted out once agin.

James didn't know how she did, but he found Lily sharing his portrait, and pulling his lower lip, trying to stretch over his head. "Damn, it's just not enough. You're lucky this time buddy. If you don't keep quiet, I will come back with a staple gun." and she went back to her portrait.

James spoke to Sirius, "How the heck did she do that?"

"Beats me, I have been by my self for the past nine years. Never had the chance to figure out how to do it."

Harry remembered what he wanted to ask him, "Dad, can I ask you something?"

"Sure son, what is it?" James answered Harry.

"I found a book in our vault, and I was wondering why you never gave it to Remus?"

"What book is that?"

"It's called {Finding the Cure, Lycanthropy}

"Really, I didn't know there was such a book."

"You mean to tell me you have the equivalent of two libraries stored in your vault, and you never looked them over?" Harry was shocked. "There may have been something in there that could have ended the war."

James was ashamed of his answer. "I wasn't interested in reading, to be honest. Yes, I knew they were there, and my dad kept harping at me to check them out, but, I never got the interest to do so."

"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU MAY HAVE HAD THE CURE FOR POOR REMUS OVER THIRTY FIVE YEARS AGO, AND BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO LAZY, HE NEVER GOT IT? YOU COMPLETE ARSEHOLE. I'm sorry to say this is your father Harry. Maybe I should have married Severus instead."

Two distinct , "NO!" answers came back at her, and one was from her son.

"Harry, why did you complain about what I said about Severus? Did he do something to you while in school?"

"He wasn't the friendliest person I ever met. As a matter of fact, very few people liked him. He treated me like dirt, as he did others that were not in Slytherin house. However, I found out later that he was protecting me through out my time in school. He had made a promise to Professor Dumbledore to keep me safe, without appearing to do so. He did it because he wanted the professor to keep you alive mum. He really did love you. He hated dad though, and that was all he saw in me. Another James Potter, complete with his ego."

"You had an ego problem while in school Harry?"

"I didn't have a chance to mum. Every year was a different problem that had to do with Tom or one of his henchmen. I didn't flaunt anything while there. It's a long story, and one that I don't like repeating too often. Let's just say that prejudice ran deep in Slytherin House."

Lily accepted this by saying, "They did feel that they were better than everyone else. That is except for Severus. I don't know how he was accepted in that house, being a half blood."

"He was accepted, because Tom needed him. Even as young as he was, he showed great potions skills. He became a Master soon after leaving Hogwarts. His knowledge of potions is unsurpassed in the wizard world."

James almost screamed when Lily asked Harry, "Do you think he would come and talk to me Harry, if you asked him to?"

"I don't know if he will even talk to me mum. We haven't spoken since I returned. I haven't even seen him. He is still the Potions instructor at Hogwarts, I think. Remus should know. Perhaps he can get him here to talk to you. Dad, I can see the look on your face, but, I am sure he has changed. Besides, it's not like he is going to steal mum from you. You are on a different plain than he is."

"Ya, but he might steal her portrait from me, I mean you."

Harry laughed, "Were you always this paranoid dad?"

"Not paranoid, cautious. But yes, I was. Especially when it came to Snivelus."

"JAMES POTTER!"

"I know, I know, shut my mouth or you will pull my bottom lip up over my head."

"You and I both know that it is impossible to do. Instead, I will sew your mouth shut with a needle and thread."

"Ouch!" said Sirius.

"Yes ouch. You have had too long to think about ways to shut me up my love." James added.

"I wouldn't have to think about it, if you used a bit of common sense when you spoke. You've spent too much time with Mad Dog there."

"Hey, why drag me in on this. I haven't said anything. For once, I let prongs dig his own grave."

"Your influence shows all over the way he talks Pads. It's what I call Black talk."

"Black talk? Hmmm, I kinda like that. Mind if I use it?"

"It's yours to do with as you please, just don't do it around me." Lily answered.

Harry spoke with them all for another two hours, before he took a break to eat. He then made a list of who he wanted at this meal. After making it, he laughed as he knew every one he listed, was everyone he knew. Why even bother make a list. This was when he noticed he needed an owl. It also brought back memories of his first present, that turned out to be his best friend. Hedwig was more than just his owl. She was the one that listened to Harry's complaints, worries, and any other problem he might have. She was his confidant.

Harry walked to his bedroom, but stopped by the library, and heard the three talk among themselves. He would have to find a way that they could see each other when they spoke. All he heard was them remembering back when they were in school. Having them here to confide in made it easier for Harry to get through what was ahead for him.

A/N: Well, the next chapter will be another one of great sorrow, and much more healing. It will be a major turning point for Harry. I will probably post it Sunday, May 13th. Until then, may god bless you all, and keep you safe. As always, Ollie the Keeper.