Chapter 62

Harry woke up to Kreacher's voice, but after such a small amount of sleep he was so groggy whatever Kreacher was saying didn't make it through the fug in Harry's mind for several moments.

"Master Harry must wake up. Master Teddy's grandmother is here to bring Master Teddy home. Master Harry must wake up. He has a visitor," Kreacher said loudly.

"I'm up, Kreacher, I'm up," Harry mumbled. He rolled out of his bed, stood up and started to blindly throw on the previous nights clothes. When he reached for his glasses he pulled on them lightly, only to have them stick to the night table. He paused for a moment and then tried to pick them up again and failed once more.

"Master Harry should not be staying up so late. No, Kreacher doesn't not like Master being so dazed. Kreacher thinks today instead of tea, he will make coffee," Kreacher mumbled as he made Harry's bed. He glanced up at Harry, who didn't hear anything the elf was saying as he was staring dumbly at his unmovable glasses. "Very strong coffee," the elf muttered before backing out of the room.

Harry took a few more minutes pulling as hard as he could before, in his sleep induced haze, remembered his wand and waved a Finite Incantatum over the bed-side table. Simultaneously the table turned electric yellow with pink polka dots, his glasses unstuck and an alarm clock he'd never seen before became visible. He blinked and shook his head before turning around to leave and run down the stairs to the landing to greet Andromeda.

"Sorry I took so long, Andromeda. It looks like I may have been pranked over the night, it was pretty lame though. It was probably Percy," he said as he stretched. Andromeda looked surprised for a moment before she blinked and shook her head.

"Oh. Well, that's too bad," she said distractedly. "I know I promised to pick Teddy up last night, but I was having so much fun with my sister in law and her friends I completely mistook the day. I'm so sorry, I really hope you weren't put out at all," she said worriedly.

"Oh no, not at all! He was a perfect angel all weekend. Come on, I'll show you the nursery we put together." Together they went up the stairs and into the nursery. Andromeda fawned over the murals and the furniture and before long the baby's stuff was packed and the two were on their way home.

Harry groaned and longed for his bed, but he knew he had to go into the office early to write up a report for Robards about the previous day's Death Eater attack. So Harry showered, changed into clean clothes, and took a very large, very strong cup of coffee with him to work. He left a note on the table saying he'd left already and he'd be home after training.

A couple hours later, Lily arrived in the kitchen looking fresh but tired. She silently poured a cup of coffee, added to Harry's note where she was and when to expect her home and then Floo'd to St Mungo's. Hermione left shortly after Lily as well.

Eventually James and Sirius stumbled into the kitchen and drank a few cups of strong coffee.

"Mate, we're getting too old to stay up all night. I don't know how Lily and Harry did it this morning," Sirius mumbled.

"Remember how we used to stay up all night and see how long we could last into the next day?" asked James with a grin.

"Psh, Peter was always the one to win those games. Depending on the moon, Remus would either drop first or outlast both of us, but Peter always won," Sirius said. They both had been smiling slightly, but as they realized who they were talking about the smiles faded.

"How could not see what he was? What he'd turned into? We were so blind we actually trusted our lives to him…" James said softly.

"He fooled everyone James. I'm pretty sure we taught him how to be so…manipulative. All those pranks and jokes taught him how to plan in advance, how to wait for the right moment, and how to avoid getting caught. For so long I felt like, no matter how I laid it out in my mind, it was still my fault. Whether it was telling you to use Peter, or going after him after it happened, or looking back farther and how we taught him all that stuff that helped him accomplish it all. I feel so guilty," Sirius whispered.

"Sirius, Lily and I don't blame you at all. Dumbledore planned it all out, he knew what was going on and who the real Secret Keeper was. If anyone deserves the blame, it's Peter and Dumbledore. Peter was one of us, our friend. Yeah he was the butt of many of our jokes, but he was our friend." James paused and took a sip of coffee. "I don't know about you, but I think I can pin point exactly when he turned," James finished. Sirius looked at him sadly.

"Same here. Right after we finished school. He started making up excuses to stop coming by so often or just not showing up and saying he forgot or fell asleep. We all thought he had a girl friend," said Sirius.

"Or boyfriend. Don't forget he never had a steady girlfriend in school, and we all suspected he was gay and only dated Michelle and Bonnie to end that rumor," James added with a grin. Sirius barked a laugh.

"Ha! Yes, I do remember that," Sirius replied. He stared up at the ceiling with a fond look in his eye. "We had some great years at that school."

"I miss him. Peter. Not the guy he became, but the young, fellow Marauder. Is…is that horrible of me?" James asked hesitantly. Sirius thought for a few moments.

"No. It makes you human. I guess I can say I miss the young Peter also. He was a good friend at Hogwarts. What he did after school was…unforgivable, but that doesn't make me miss those days any less. Sometimes I wish we could get sent back, and do it all over. I wonder what things would be like…" Sirius stared up and too the left with a far away look in his eyes.

"Pfft," James snorted. "You're getting Philosophical on me Padfoot. I think its time we figure out what we're doing for the day." They decided to send an owl to Gerard the architect and ask for another meeting. Sirius went to his room and wrote down his ideas for the island paradise he wanted while James sat in the drawing room.

He couldn't help think about the memories he'd seen the night before. How his son had grown into such a strong young man. It was tragic to see Harry stand there as a Killing Curse hurtled toward him not having the desire or ability to move because he was in so much pain thinking his godfather was dead. Knowing that his son had lived through so much before he'd even turned seventeen was both awe-inspiring and heart-breaking. James knew that they hadn't even seen the worst yet.

He remembered having a talk with Lily right after their son was born. They'd talked about how they would raise him, who would be a disciplinarian and who would be the good guy, what kind of ethics and morals they wanted to instill into their children. Harry matched every trait they'd imagined and went even farther to have traits they hadn't thought of. Harry was chivalrous, kind, honest, courageous (to a fault even), intelligent, empathetic and caring, humble, friendly, modest, definitely hard-working, but most importantly he was open-minded and non-judgmental. He had friends in all areas and backgrounds and he didn't care what kind of blood or heritage they had. Harry cared about anyone who showed they trusted and cared about him.

Despite all that, James still didn't know how to act around his son. So far he'd mostly been near Harry with others around. There had been a few instances where it was just Harry, Lily, and himself but those were few and far between. Lily was still his mother and she wasn't about to start treating her son different just because of the large gap in time. But seeing Harry's accomplishments and knowing that he didn't need a father figure so much anymore make James worry that Harry wouldn't see him as a father but instead more like a friend. James wanted to be Harry's father but didn't know how to go about that. By the time he was Harry's age his father had died, so he had no real basis in fathering a grown child to use as an example.

He'd watched Arthur with his older sons and the man mostly treated them as equals, but he had yet to see Arthur do any type of parenting for the older boys. Maybe that was just it. The older the child got the less parenting he needed. Maybe James' role now was to give advice when it was needed and be there for when Harry needed to talk. It saddened James to think he couldn't be a true parent to Harry anymore, but he knew he wasn't done having children yet. Harry had expressed a desire to have siblings despite the age difference so he knew he and Lily would wait a few months, perhaps a year, before they tried for another.

Marcel arrived with a letter at that point and James was startled from his musings by the enormous owl landing on his chest.

He carefully removed the letter and Marcel flew to his perch in the corner by the desk. The letter was addressed to both him and Sirius so he left the room to go find the man. He eventually found him in his bedroom napping.

"Padfoot! Letter time! Wake up! We have mail!" James shouted for a while before Sirius finally whipped his wand out from under his pillow and silenced James. At that point James just grabbed a pillow out from under Sirius' head and started whacking him with it repeatedly.

"Alright! I'm up!" Sirius yelled. He rolled over and James slammed the pillow into his face one last time. "Argh! Alright!" Sirius yelled as he waved his wand and reversed the Silencing spell.

"Thank you. As I was saying, we have a letter," James said primly. He flipped it open breaking the seal and read it out loud.

"Dear Mr. Black and Mr. Potter,
I have an opening in my schedule today at noon if you don't mind sharing lunch with me in the office, my treat. You can stop by then if that works, if not please reply before then with better times to meet over the next few days. Thank you for the opportunity to work with you both,

Sincerely,
Gerard Luminati

"Well, I think it's about time to get ready to head to his office. We've got about thirty minutes. Alright?" asked James. Sirius mumbled a reply and got a pillow thrown at him.

Half an hour later had the two ready to leave. The only problem was James' shoes were glued to the floor. It took them a few minutes to get the shoes unstuck and both agreed it was a lame prank. They arrived in the office just as Gerard walked in with a box of hot pizza.

"Just in time you two, have a seat! We'll have a couple slices of pizza before getting down to business," he said jovially.

The three ate the pizza in record time and then moved to the large desk across the room.

"So, Mr. Potter, have you talked to your wife yet about your options?" asked the contractor.

"Yes, and she said she wouldn't mind rebuilding the whole place and would like to add a couple rooms in fact. She wants a Library attached to the study, a few extra bed rooms, a master bathroom, and a dining room near the kitchen. Nothing needs to be overly extravagant either," James said.

"Wonderful. When I got your letter today I went and got the blueprints of your house from the local city hall. We can work on these to add those rooms Mrs. Potter wants. Now how about you Mr. Black. Have any idea of what you want?" he asked Sirius, who grinned and pulled out a rough sketch of his own blueprints.

"I want ten bedrooms, eight bathrooms, a couple living rooms, a game room, a pool and hot tub, Harry said something about a media room, and a library with attached study. These are rough ideas of how I want the place to be laid out. You'll see the library/study room is hidden and only accessible by an elevator like the Ministry. The game and media rooms must be able to contain Muggle items, so maybe a ward around those specific rooms that prevents Magic? I want fireplaces in both of the living rooms, the Master bedroom and the game room. I haven't decided if I want them all Floo-accessible yet or which ones." Sirius rambled on about every little detail he wanted for ten minutes while James simply stared and Gerard took copious notes. When he finally stopped talking Gerard laughed loudly.

"I love it when a customer knows what he wants. I'll give these ideas over to our master architect, Johnny, and he can make up a few different plans incorporating all your ideas. We should have a few plans for you to look at in the next few days. Same with you James. Once we have our plans written up, we'll send the demolition team to Godric's Hollow. I trust you can make sure anything you want to keep is removed in the next week or so?" James nodded.

"Good. We can be started in a week's time on the Potter's house. While our team is demolishing that place, we'll take a trip to the island and map out where the house should go and get a team setting the foundation. These are the costs to hire us, and once we have the plans written up we'll know the cost of building." Gerard handed them both long rolls of parchment they reviewed the amounts of money they'd have to spend and signed the contracts.

"Well, pleasure doing business with you two," Gerard said as he shook their hands.

After the meeting the two decided to run to the Leaky Cauldron and meet Arthur for a late, light lunch. They had over heard Harry and Hermione discussing a lunch meeting at the pub and getting the others to agree, and the adults thought this would be an opportune time to prank the kids.

They met up and each ordered a drink. They set up a Notice-Me-Not charm once their food arrived and then they waited. Soon enough, all five kids walked in talking loudly and joking with one another. They picked a large booth across the room from the adults which suited James and Sirius perfectly for two reasons; one, they could see the group perfectly but the kids could not see them due to the Charm, and two, both booths on either side of the kids table were empty.

James explained to Arthur what they had planned while Sirius disappeared. As soon as the kids lunches arrived, Sirius returned from the Wizards room in a disguise. He returned to the table looking like an extremely busty woman in a very tight, nearly-see-through white belly shirt and an exceptionally short black leather skirt. He had knee-high leather boots with four inch stiletto heels on and a black zebra print bra peeking through the top of the revealing shirt. His hair was shoulder length, curly and very blonde while his make up wouldn't look out of place at a triple X club.

James' eyes bugged out and then he burst out laughing.

"Sirius, I don't even want to know how you are able to walk so well in those heels," he said.

"For you're information Mister Potter I don't have to share my secrets with you," Sirius replied in a husky, seductive voice. "But I will if you ask nice," he whispered in James ear.

Arthur burst out laughing at the disgusted look on James face.

"Sirius, mate, knowing that was you under that…ehem, costume is simply disturbing. Are you ready for this?" James asked with a shudder.

"As ready as I'll ever be…darling," Sirius replied with a flirtatious giggle before licking his crimson painted lips.

"Don't ever do that again. I'm going to have nightmares about this," James muttered as he stood up. He swung the Invisibility Cloak, which he'd snuck out of Harry's trunk, around his shoulders and hesitantly put his hand on Sirius' bare, surprisingly supple skinned, shoulder. "Let's do this before I jump you from behind you sexy beast," James joked. Sirius snorted as he started to walk towards the kids table, swaying his hips dangerously.

As he neared he looked at Harry and locked eyes with his godson.

"Oh my!" Sirius said in a breathy, excited voice. "Harry Potter! Oh my word I have wanted to meet you since forever! Oh my will you sign something for me?" he squealed as he leaned into the table and over Ron to pet Harry's shoulder.

Ron squeaked and backed as far into the bench seat as he could to avoid the double D breasts almost hanging out of the strange woman's shirt. Hermione and Ginny simply stared, mouths gaping, at the audacity of the woman. George's eyes were glued to the woman's cleavage and he also had his mouth slightly open, drool puddled at the corners.

Harry, eyes nearly popping out of his head, stammered. "Erm, I, uh, I guess I can sign something for you mam," he said quickly. He searched his pockets for a quill but came up empty. "I, er, don't seem to have a cleavage-QUILL, uh, uh, quill…I don't, I don't have one."

Sirius giggled breathily. "That's okay, silly goose, I have one right here. I always keep a spare handy," he said as he pulled a short, Never-Out Quill from between his breasts. He shrugged his shoulders and giggled madly for a couple seconds before saying, "That tickles."

James nearly lost it at that point, but he continued to do his part while the kids were distracted. Just as a precaution he waved a Silencing Charm on himself between the other spells.

"I'm afraid I don't have anything for you to sign, parchment or what have you. But perhaps…you could sign…here?" Sirius said as he bit his lower lip as he ran the quill-feather over his left breast.

Ginny and Hermione's jaws dropped. Ron started coughing while George made a faint squeak and shivered. Harry's eyes were open so wide they looked almost as if they'd pop out of his head entirely. He glanced between Ginny and the woman and shook his head.

"I, uhm, I really, uh, shouldn't, er, sign that. I can, er, sign a, uh…napkin! A napkin! Here's a napkin, I can sign this! I can sign this instead of…er, those," Harry said as he pulled his serviette out from under his plate. Sirius dragged the quill across his lips, then his cleavage before handing it to Harry with a playful pout. He felt a light tap on his back signaling James was done with his part and had gone back to the adult's table.

Harry handed the quill and the serviette to Sirius. Sirius took the items from Harry without letting go of his hand and then playfully leaned down and kissed Harry's hand leaving a set of very bright red lips on the back of his godson's hand. Then he licked his lips as he let go of Harry's hand and place the signed serviette and quill down between his breasts.

"It was…amazing to meet you Mister Potter, I'll never forget it," Sirius said with a husky voice. He kissed his fingertips and blew the kiss to Harry, who flinched slightly, and then turned and walked away swaying his hips enticingly. He tossed his hair before glancing over his shoulders and smirking as he walked out the door.

James and Arthur, who were laughing too hard to see properly, heard three distinct slaps and cries of pain from the other side of the room. At that moment a Disillusioned Sirius arrived back at their booth, still in disguise.

"Damn, I make a sexy bird," he said as he slammed his shot of Firewhiskey. James had to swipe the tears from his eyes as they watched the five kids whisper fervently across the room. Harry had his hands up in the air in a defensive pose while Ron argued with Hermione across the table from him. George still had a dazed look on his face and was holding his red cheek where Ginny, also across from the boys, had slapped him a moment after Harry's slap.

After about twenty minutes the kids all stood up and paid for their lunches and left. The adults followed suit (after collecting their Eye-Spy Balls from around the pub of course) and went their own ways, Arthur back to work with a slight skip to his step and a wide grin on his face, James and Sirius back to Grimmauld Place.

Their job for the afternoon was to organize the load of boxes they had brought from Godric's Hollow. All the books would be placed in the Drawing Room on shelves they created while the remaining stuff was shoved into the attic.

Several times during the process of moving all the boxes up the many flights of stairs James witnessed Sirius flinch violently only to wave off James concerned inquiries. James simply shrugged it off and continued about his business. Once they were finished only another hour had passed by.

The two settled in the Drawing room.

"Pro-ongs! I'm bored," Sirius whined. He threw a Quaffle they'd uncovered at James, who caught the ball and chucked it back at Sirius.

"I am too, mate, but I promised Harry he could be there when we cleaned out the cellar of Godric's Hollow," James replied.

"I wonder how the kids are doing this afternoon," Sirius giggled.

Shortly after that they heard a door slam downstairs and both got up and ran down to the Kitchen. Lily was standing in the entry way lugging a huge book bag over her shoulder. James, being the gentleman he is, jumped into action and flicked his wand and levitated the heavy bag off her shoulder and up the stairs.

"Drawing room desk, m'dear?" he asked. Lily smiled and nodded with a sigh.

"Thank you James. I can't believe how much homework I have! I have to read and summarize three books by next Wednesday and write two three-foot long essays, one about the difference between Muggle and Magical medicine and another on the ethics of Healing. This is going to take me forever!" she complained.

"Awe Lils, if anyone can take on the crazy hectic schedule of Healer-In-Training you can. You know how to tackle this, one thing at a time," James said with a smile.

"And remember, all study and no play make Remus a dull guy. I mean Lily…wow, I haven't said that in a long time," Sirius joked.

"I heard that!" came a voice from the nursery. The three adults detoured into the brightly colored room and chuckled at the sight before them. Remus was lying across the sofa in the painting and Tonks was rubbing his feet, her hair bright red and a scowl on her face.

"What's going on, mate?" asked Sirius with a grin.

"You just wipe that stupid smile off your face Sirius Black or I'll come back and haunt your arse," Tonks said gruffly. Remus chuckled.

"I won a bet and Dora here lost, so her punishment is to rub my feet. Ah," he sighed in contentment.

"Er, can you even feel her rubbing them?" asked Sirius.

"Sirius!" Lily exclaimed before slapping him on the shoulder.

"Ow woman! Prongs control your wench," Sirius said loudly.

"Oh now you're really asking for it," Lily said as she tried to reach around James to where Sirius had jumped to.

"Now, now children, that's enough," Remus said from his portrait. The three living humans stopped trying to attack each other, or in James' case preventing said attack, and faced the painting. "Wow, I can't believe that worked," Remus mumbled with a grin. Tonks rolled her eyes. "Now, Lily it was a reasonable question, please don't worry about our feelings being hurt. We know Sirius well enough to know it was an innocent question.

"To answer your question Sirius, no, we can't actually feel anything that we've never felt before, but we can remember what certain things felt like in real life, so we 'feel' things like that. Dora is rubbing my feet and if I concentrate I can't feel anything, but because I know what having my feet rubbed feels like, I do sorta feel it in the sense that I know what it feels like, so I feel it." Remus saw the blank looks on his friends' faces and thought for a moment.

"Ah! I have a better way to explain. Say you've only ever been slapped on the right side of your face. You've never been slapped on the left. If say your portrait partner 'slapped' you on the left side, you wouldn't feel it on the left side, you'd feel it on the right because that's the only place you'd remember what being slapped felt like," Remus finished looking proudly at Tonks.

"So…you can feel your feet being rubbed but it's actually the memory of the last time your feet were rubbed in real life, so if Tonks were to pinch you in the middle of your foot right now you wouldn't feel it?" asked James.

"Well, ye—OW! What the hell was that for, Tonks?" Remus asked. Tonks just giggled and kept rubbing his foot. "I was going to say yes, I would feel being pinched because I know what being pinched feels like. I think this conversation is done. I'm worried about what might give her more ideas," Remus finished.

"So wait, if you two were to start going at it right now—"

"Sirius!" Lily said as she slapped him hard.

"OW!" Sirius yelped.

"I think we're done with this conversation now. Remus, Tonks, we'll leave you two alone now," Lily said. James, guffawing, helped drag Sirius from the room and to the Drawing room.

For a while James and Lily talked about Godric's Hollow and Sirius started to chime in on things he thought they should add. His suggestion of a pole in the bedroom got him Silenced by James and a Stinging Hex on the rear end by Lily.

Soon enough they heard footsteps on the stairs and Harry arrived in the doorway.

"I don't know which one of you did it, but make it go away right now!" he shouted. James and Sirius snickered to themselves and shook their heads.

"We don't know what you're talking about son," James said, trying to keep a straight face, but failing miserably.

Harry stomped into the room towards the two pranksters and stopped about four feet in front of them. He was opening his mouth to shout some more when he heard a gagging sound from behind him.

"Oh that is rancid! Harry is that you?" asked Lily as she covered her nose and mouth.

"Yes. About an hour after lunch I started smelling like this and eventually my instructor decided to send me home…actually his suggestion was to go to St. Mungo's for a sour stomach cure. He asked me what I'd eaten for lunch to give me such awful gas."

At that, James and Sirius burst out laughing. Even Lily had to hide an unsympathetic chuckle. She waved her wand at Harry and the smell disappeared. He gave her a small smile for thanks before threatening his dad and Sirius.

A half an hour later found Harry, James, Lily, and Sirius walking into Gringotts Bank. They walked down the line of tellers and found one that wasn't with a customer and waited for the Goblin to finish his business with a pile of gemstones. After five minutes he finally looked up and asked, "What can I help you with today, Mister Potter?"

"I need to speak to my account manager please," Harry said ignoring the sneering tone the Goblin had given him.

"One moment," the Goblin said before sliding off his seat and disappearing down a hallway. Harry turned and mumbled very quietly, "This is going to take forever."

His parents gave him a confused look and he just shook his head.

"I'll explain later. This isn't a good place to go into it," he mumbled back.

The Goblin indeed took twenty minutes before he returned to his station and said, "Your manager will come get you soon. Please wait to the side so I can continue to work." His snarky tone made James and Sirius prickle up and almost say something but Harry placed a hand on each of their shoulders and led them off to the side to wait.

"Please don't say anything. That's what they're trying to do. If I or someone with me complains, it will take another day or two before any of them will even look at me, let alone speak. Trust me with this. Don't say anything right now, I'll explain to you what happened soon. My manager treats me a little better, so we should be fine once we get in his office. Golnuk is a decent Goblin," Harry finished.

"I am pleased to hear that Mister Potter. Why don't you and your family please follow me," said a shriveled, grey goblin behind them. The four of them fell into line behind Golnuk and traveled for several minutes down a couple flights of stairs and deeper into the bank than any of the three older humans had been previously.

"I feel I must apologize for the long walk, I'm afraid after I took you on as a client Mister Potter the higher ups decided that I should have a different office for meetings with my special clients. There is much higher security down here and less chance of anyone escaping in a hurry should something happen. I'm sure you understand," finished Golnuk as he glanced back at Harry.

"I understand completely Golnuk. I hope to one day have the trust of the Goblin nation again," Harry replied almost robotically. The goblin nodded as he pushed open a door and the group walked inside. The room was bare of all extravagance unlike the rest of the bank. All that was inside was a long table with several chairs and a drab quill and ink set in the middle of the table.

As they all took a seat Golnuk asked, "What did you have planned for today's meeting Mister Potter?" a sheaf of parchment glittered into view on the table in front of the goblin along with a Never-Out quill.

Harry took several minutes to explain how he wanted to give Sirius back some money, enough to build the Island house and some extra to furnish it and buy some expensive Muggle beach toys. He also wanted to reverse his inheritance from his parents so they would have their own vault again. Golnuk scribbled away for a few minutes and then paused.

"Do you know how much Mister Black's account should be credited?" he asked.

"Er, the initial amount I've been quoted is this," Sirius said as he slid the parchment from Gerard across the table. "But there's a good chance it will be more."

"Okay," Harry started. "Why don't we double it and that's what Sirius' account can start at. If I need to I can always give him some more when it comes time to furnish and buy extras for the house. Are you sure you don't want more than that Sirius? What I inherited from you is way more than this. I don't mind giving it all back to you," Harry finished.

"Harry, I don't want that money because it's Black money. I'd rather you have it seeing as how I know you'll use it for a good purpose, like spoiling your godson or treating your Ginny to a nice night. The money would just sit there in my account because I refuse to use it. Besides, I'll be earning plenty come September first. The only reason I'm taking anything right now is because I want our first Christmas together again to be memorable and also because I know my mum would be rolling in her grave knowing what I'm doing with the money. Alright?" Sirius finished and patted Harry on the shoulder. Harry smiled and nodded at his godfather while Golnuk finished the paperwork. He slid a pile of paper over and had Harry sign in a dozen places. Once harry had written his name the last time the pile disappeared and a new pile arrived.

This pile Sirius had to sign several dozen times before it also disappeared and a key arrived in its place.

"Here is your new vault key Mister Black. Your vault number is still 711. It has been cleared of all Black family heirlooms, armor, weapons, and books. All that resides within is the amount Mister Potter has had transferred back to your possession. Any and all previous keys to vault 711 have been revoked and will never be usable again. In the future to get another key that matches yours or a replacement key you will need to come into the bank and sign a form agreeing to a second key or explaining what happened to this key. A standard fee will be applied to replace any keys. Do you have any questions?" said Golnuk in a monotone voice. Sirius shook his head and took his key.

"Very well. The other piece of business was to get some money to your parents, correct?" Harry nodded his head. "There are a couple different ways we can do this Mister Potter. First, you can state an amount and we can start a new vault in your parents' names with that amount. Second, we can get bank statements from the month your parents were declared dead and you inherited their wealth and we can use that amount and start a new vault. And third, we can create a new vault and that can be your vault and your parents can commandeer their old vault with whatever amount we decide on," Golnuk said.

"Erm," Harry mumbled before turning to his parents. "What would you guys want to do?" he asked them.

"Well, I don't mind starting a new vault for us. Though keeping the old vault I wouldn't have to relearn a new vault number," Lily said slowly. She looked at James who shrugged.

"Why don't we do this, you two can keep the old vault, I'll start a new vault seeing as how I don't even have the vault number memorized. I like the idea of using old bank statements to see how much I should return to you. It seems fair that way," Harry said.

"Very well. One moment, I must go to another office to retrieve those statements. I will return shortly," said the Goblin. As soon as the door shut Lily started talking.

"Harry, sweetheart, we don't mind just doing what you did with Sirius. We don't need that much money. Enough to finish Godric's Hollow and re-furnish it, maybe some new clothes as well and we should be fine."

"No, mum, it's okay really. The money you two left me has earned a lot of interest over the years and then there's all the money Sirius refuses to take back. I'm very well off and I don't mind giving my parents back the money they left me as a child. Besides, you're going back to school for the next three years and I'm not sure what Dad plans on doing, but I don't want you to go without okay?" replied Harry. Lily opened her mouth to reply but Golnuk chose that moment to return.

He took several minutes to explain how much James and Lily had in the bank when they died and comparing that to what Harry had now. In the end, James and Lily were fine with taking what they originally had left to Harry seeing as how that amount had tripled and then had the entire Black fortune added to it as well. Needless to say all three adults were dumbfounded at Harry's monetary wealth and Harry was simply embarrassed.

Once Harry had a new vault key and his parents had theirs returned to them Golnuk asked if there was anything else they needed.

"Actually, I was hoping to make a new Will soon. Are you able to do that or do I need to see someone else?" asked Sirius. James, Harry, and Lily all stared at him. "What? I don't Marauder Island to go to just anyone," Sirius said rolling his eyes.

"I am able to create a Last Will and Testament for you Mister Black. Would you prefer to have the Potters wait in the Lobby?" asked Golnuk.

"Nah, they can stay," Sirius said.

"Actually, I wouldn't mind making a Will also. Now that I know my total worth I think it would be the responsible thing to do," added Harry. James and Lily shared a glance and added their own desire to create a new Will as well.

So an hour later the four humans were escorted back outside once their Wills were finished and recorded.

"Well, what should we do now?" asked Sirius.

"Why don't we go check on Meadow Haven?" asked James.

"Astounding idea mate! Race ya to the house!" Sirius said before disappearing suddenly. James gave a shout and disappeared also. Lily shook her head and sighed before taking Harry's hand and they left Diagon Alley also.

A/n: I know it's been a while. Same excuse as usual, school has been crazy. 4 Studio art classes, an Art History class, and I recently started a condensed Health/Fitness class (basically a gym/phys ed class). On top of all that I had several scares this last month or so. I was hanging out with a group of friends and one of my good friends had a bit too much to drink and I had to bring him to the ER with a blood alcohol level of 0.27. It's a really long story so I won't go into it here. Plus my mom has been in and out of the hospital lately with internal bleeding and liver problems. The most recent is my Auntie Gloria died at the age of 88 years old. My life has been seriously hectic. The only positive is I got a car that is awesome and paid for now! I'll write more about my life and problems on my website if you want to read that.

As for the story if anyone wants to know how the four of them handled their Wills, I have a list of how they divided up their wealth/belongings/dwellings/etc. I didn't think it needed to be included but it was a fun way to distract myself during Art History…so I have that info. Ha ha ha! Also, I cut this chapter in about 3/4 because I don't know when I'll get time to write again and I really wanted to post something so if the ending seems a bit rushed at all…sorry. I'm also not sending it for beta-editing right now so if you see mistakes, let me know and I'll fix them. Please, please, please let me know what you thought of the Leaky Cauldron Prank...I've had it written for a while now and I giggled my way through writing it so much my sister probably heard me through the walls.

Shoutout to FriendofMolly for being reviewer 1000! Woot! I'll also add that somewhere along the line I've gotten over 300,000 Hits to this story! I love you all and thank you so much for making me feel proud and accomplished at something that is so fulfilling! Maybe one day I'll write my own book…I'll dedicate it to everyone who read and reviewed my fan fiction because it's thanks to all of you who have encouraged me and given me such awesome feedback that makes me want to continue writing. Thanks Again and don't stop reviewing please!