Muri returned with the potion for Sirius.

Sirius gladly accepted the drink.

"Though I understand Sirius, who wouldn't be upset, but you should have watched how many drinks you had. If you had, then there would be no reason to yell at my Grandson."

Sirius flinched and choked on his drink.

"Harrison. I do see your point. But…"

"But nothing. Harry needs to know his family history. He has the right to know. Now did I hear you mention Kreacher?'

"Yes."

"Isn't he that house elf of your parents?"

"Yes. But Kreacher is kinder towards me than he used to be. I've also been kinder to Kreacher."

"So you and Harry have been staying at your parents house?"

"We are. The place I used to have would have been too small if it were still standing. Just so you understand my parents are dead."

"Why not move in here?"

"Harry has just found out that he is an heir and that there is a Potter family fortune. He has not yet claimed or declared…he's only thirteen. Do you really think a thirteen year old should be Head of House?"

"Why not?"

"You can't be serious."

"I am…"

"Both of you shut up. I'm not ready for the responsibility of…I…I'm thirteen…so much to take in…so much to go through. I haven't yet claimed the inheritance or anything."

"All of this is yours. Why wait to claim it?"

"No one else can claim it. It's not going anywhere. Why rush? Aren't there legal documents stating it's all mine? There is too much going on in my life. I know it has been a while but I'm still trying to handle reliving my life. I have changed a few things…there are still some things yet to change. Then all the stuff that I wasn't aware of as well things that didn't even happen before…" Harry rattled on more to himself than to Sirius or the portrait of his Grandfather.

"What is my Grandson rambling on about?"

"It's a long story that I am not going to tell you. It's Harry's story to tell."

"Too top it all off I haven't spent much time with Ginny. And so far the time spent with her, there is always someone else there. I know we're really young but still all the same." Harry continued.

"Well I think I should get Harry back to the house."

"But…"

"Harry it is late, I don't know if you realize it or not but it is. We will come back tomorrow. I promise."

"What harm would it do if you both stayed the night?" Asked the portrait of Harrison.

"None I suppose Harrison. Neither of us have anything here. I'm talking about clothes Harrison. We would have to go back anyway…"

""I am sure Sparky could find something for both of you change into. Stay the night."

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because I said no."

"Who do you think you are?"

"His Godfather! I know his Aunt would side with me. We are leaving now and will return tomorrow."

"Just wait a minute."

"Grandfather it's fine. Really it is. I don't think I could handle waking up here. Don't get me wrong, I just mean right now. In time I'll gladly stay here. I'm ...uh… overwhelmed and not entirely sure that I am awake. We have company arriving soon and we are no where near ready for them."

"Well, you are always welcome here any time. I still think you should stay. How else will you get used to everything? How else will you become familiar with the house? How else will you become comfortable and believe that it is real and not a dream?"

"Time Grandfather. In time. I need time…Oh shit!"

"Language boy!" Spat the portrait of Harrison.

"Harry what are you saying 'oh shit' about?"

"Ron! He's going to flip! He already has issues about one's wealth or lack of it for him in his opinion. I can't keep this from him. He'd never forgive me if I didn't tell him besides it wouldn't be right. If I tell him…crap…he guessed that something like this is what you wanted to discuss with me. I fear that once he finds out about all this he will be worse. Why does he have to be so down on himself and his family just because they don't have much?"

"Harry relax. Look do you remember in my letter when I said I wanted to talk to Ron's parents?"

"Yes. But how will that help?"

"You'll see when we get ho…back to Grimmuald Place."

Harry sighed and promised to meet Sirius at Grimmuald Place.

"Harry I am pleased but surprised you left right a way."

"I figured I'd save the teenage rebellion for another time."

"Just what I wanted to hear." Sirius said sarcastically with a hint of dreading that day.

"So, what could you possibly have to show or tell me that will change things for the Weasley's?"

"Follow me."

Harry followed Sirius out of the living room, around the stairs and to a door.

"What's this?"

"It leads to the basement. There are a lot of documents that I am sure my mother wanted destroyed. My brother, Regulus, hid them all down here I believe just before his death. He cast some kind of charm or enchantment so that I would be the only person to be able to open the door. Kreacher told me about it plus I found a letter from Regulus. So shall we descend to the basement?"

"Why not. I still don't understand. Why can't you just tell me?"

"I could, but I'd rather show you."

"Fine, lets go then." Harry said exasperated and followed Sirius down a flight of stairs.

Once in the basement Harry glanced around to see several boxes all over. He also saw a small pile of files on a small desk.

"It kind of looks like the study at the Manor, except there's not as much stuff and it is so not organized."

"Do you see the files on the desk?"

"Yes."

"Go take a look and tell me what you think. And should I wait until they arrive like I originally planned or should I tell them now?"

Harry walked over to the desk and started looking through the files.

"Sirius according to this there is a deed to a house and two vaults."

"I know."

"The vaults listed here, each one is quite a bit more than what my parents left me."

"I know. So, Harry should we wait or tell them now?"

"Wait. This stiff is for the Weasley's?"

"Took a moment for it to sink in. But yes, it was left to them, or well to Arthur. A very distant cousin f mine by the name of Cedrella Black married Septimus Weasley. These particular things are from Cedrella before she was cut off and disowned. She hid it well for a while. Obviously it was discovered after Cedrella's death. I suspect that my mother had something to do with it."

"WOW! I wonder if they will be able to handle this? Ron will either chill out about gold or he will be worse but on the other end of the spectrum."

"I will ask again. Harry should they be told now or wait? I want your opinion and your input. I know they're my family but you know them a lot better than I do."

"Well maybe Mr. and Mrs. Weasley should be told now and let them decide when, if and how to tell their children."

'crack'

"Sorry to interrupt but, Bill Weasley is here to speak with Master Sirius."

"Sirius, take the files. Yes, Bill Weasley as in the oldest child, but also a curse breaker for Gringotts."

Sirius took the files and headed backup stairs.

"Thank you Kreacher for letting us know. Please don't take offense, Sirius just has something important to discuss with Bill."

Kreacher bowed and left.

Harry took the stairs two and a time back up and found Sirius and Bill in the kitchen."

"Harry, how are you? Having a good holiday?"

"I'm okay. I just found out that I am the only heir to the Potter family fortune. I guess so far so good."

"You do know that you can claim it without declaring yourself as Head of House."

"I can? Wait you're not surprised. You know about it? How?"

"I stopped by for two reasons. One of the reasons just so happens that you already know about it. Or part of it at least, you might want to check into your mother's side. I've been doing other things for Gringotts besides curse breaking. I've been going through all types of documents, yes looking for something specific. Obviously I can't tell you exactly what, but any way I came across your inheritance file. Not only did I come across files with the Potter name but also Evans. WOW! Is all I can say about it. Okay, actually just one more thing…your net worth puts the Malfoy family to shame. Even more so if the Evans files I came across are actually relatives of yours."

"I've been to the Manor. No written or verbal description or even a photograph can explain how it looks or do it justice. I'll have to show you sometime."

"Sound good Harry. So, now the second thing I came over for. It has to do with Cedrella Black…"

""No need to say more Bill. I recently came across the same files."

"So…the house…the vaults…are my…my dads?"

"Yes. I'll hand over the files to so you can tell your parents and…"

"I have a better idea. I'll be right back. I really think you should be the one to tell them. That way if they have any questions they can ask them right then."

Bill stood up and turned on the spot. A moment later he returned with his parents.

"Okay, so what is going on Sirius? Bill said that you have something to tell us."

"Molly, Arthur you both should sit down for this."

Molly and Arthur sat down. Molly was a bit concerned about her eldest son's behavior.

"Okay Sirius what is it?"

"It has to do with Septimus and Cedrella."

"What do my parents have to do with it, what ever it is?"

"Well, Arthur it has to do with your Great-great Aunt Elledora. Elledora left a house and two vaults to your father. Prior to your parent's marriage or announcement Cedrella hid all of it pretty well. All of this would have gone to your eldest brother if he had lived. When he died the same goes for your other brother. When he died it transferred to you. You should have received all the information around the time of your wedding day. At some point before her death my mother found out about it. She fond a way to get a hold of the records and I know theses records were supposed to be destroyed. My brother, Regulus, came to his sense and preserved these documents as well as a several others. My mother obviously stopped the house and vaults from passing on the way they were intended to. I want to make this right. From what I can tell Arthur, you and Molly should be able to go to Gringotts and claim the house and vaults. You should also be able to access the vaults right then. I didn't find anything saying that the Head of the House of Black would be the one to fix this. There shouldn't be a problem. Bill, when you came across these files at Gringotts, did you see anything that had to do with...?"

"Not that I saw. I didn't search through it, I just scanned the files and recognized names."

"Well, Arthur here are the files."

Molly was pale and staring at Sirius with a confused expression. Arthur blinked his eyes several times. He wasn't' sure if he had heard Sirius right, so he took the files and looked through them slowly. Once he was finished he closed the files and stared at them. Molly looked at Arthur with curiosity and a dash of worry.

"Arthur...dear…is…"

"You heard Sirius correctly. I saw the records myself." Bill said soothingly while gently placing a reassuring hand on his mother's shoulder.

"Bill?"

"Like I said a little while ago, I have seen the files. I came over here to talk to Sirius about it and he confirmed what I thought. Then I got you and dad to come over here. I thought that Sirius should be the one to tell you both."

"Molly couldn't find the words to express how she felt.

"Sirius thank you. You know you didn't have to…"

"Yes I did Arthur. This is the right thing to do. You were supposed to receive this along time ago. I may not have been the one that interfered but I can do my best to correct the wrong that was made. It's yours to do with as you please as along as you don't try to git to me. I don't want it. It's not mine. You have a right to the house and vaults."

"What are the two of you waiting for? Mum, dad do either of you want to know what the house looks like? How about what the vaults contain? If I were you I'd be headed to Gringotts to claim and check everything out right now."

"Arthur, Molly how about I go with both of you to Gringotts tomorrow."

Molly and Arthur nodded in agreement.

"Why wait? Let's go now." Bill said excitedly and very curious.

"Because, not every one is allowed in Gringotts at this hour. Even Gringotts has hours of operation." Replied Harry.

"Oh yeah. I forgot the time. With how my parents look right now, they really shouldn't go home. My siblings will not take our parents state of being well at all. I'll send word to Charlie, but the rest of the family shouldn't be told with our parents so out of it. It would also be best for my parents to claim everything without Percy, the twins, Ron and Ginny."

"Speaking of your siblings...I don't think that the Burrow should be without supervision for much longer. Okay, yes Percy is there but so are Fred and George. I hate to think of what they could be doing."

"Harry good point. I'll go and see how things are. Don't be surprised if Ginny and Ron show up. As much as I don't them to see our parents right now, well..."

"We get it, or at least I do Bill."

Bill apparated out of Grimmuald Place, Harry left Sirius, Molly and Arthur in the kitchen. He sat down on the couch in the living room and had just got comfortable as Ginny stumbled sleepily out of the fireplace."

"Hi Harry. Bill's trying to get Ron to come here but Ron wants to say and help Fred and George get Percy. I have no idea what all happened, I was asleep."

Harry quickly got up off the couch and over to Ginny to help support her. Harry guided Ginny through the living room, up the stairs and into the room across the hall from his. Ginny crawled up on the bed, curled up and closed her eyes.

"Ginny."

"Hmm."

"I'll be right across the hall if you need anything. Okay."

"Okay."

Harry covered Ginny with a blanket before leaving the room so she could sleep.

Harry walked across the hall to his room and closed the door so he could change into something for bed. Once he changes he reopened his door, walked to his bed, climbed up on it and stretched out but couldn't sleep.

Knowing that Ginny was across the hall from him was torture. Every time he closed his eyes memories of stolen moments with Ginny before Dumbledore died would dance through his mind. Harry rolled over on to his back, staring at the ceiling bug-eyed, his arms at his sides and his hands balled into fists.

"Clear your mind and go to sleep." Harry whispered through clenched teeth.

About thirty minutes later Harry rolled onto his left side. He concentrated on his breathing as his eyes slowly started to close and his mind blank. Harry was almost completely asleep when he thought he heard a soft, sweet voice.

"Harry, Harry scoot over." Ginny said softly

Harry scooted over. Ginny, wrapped up in her own blankets, climbed up on the bed and stretched out with her back to Harry. Harry draped his right arm over Ginny and held her close. Ginny smiled as she drifted off to sleep.

"Oi! What is going on in here?" Ron demanded in an annoyed voice.

"Ron get out of my dream!" Harry muttered in his sleep as he pulled Ginny closer to him and buried his head in her hair.

"Good morning Harry." Ginny giggled.

Ron stood in the doorway sputtering.

"Morning my love." Harry said in a sleep filled raspy voice.

"Ginny!" Ron squeaked disapprovingly.

"What Ron?" Ginny said with annoyed anger in her voice.

The smile on Harry's face was quickly replaced with a frown. He opened his eyes to see nothing but red hair. He looked at the doorway and saw Ron standing there. Harry looked back at the red hair and paled.

"Ginny." Harry gasped out as he jumped away from her resulting in him landing on the floor. "Ow…ow…" Harry grumbled as he managed to get on his hands and knees and crawled out of his room to the bathroom that was down the hall.

"Why was he saying 'ow'?" Ginny asked concerned.

"He landed on his shoes." Ron chuckled.

"He landed butt first on his shoes!" Ginny said with a pained frown on her face.

"No. More like his bits first." Ron said lightly laughing.

"You're laughing. Unbelievable!" Ginny yelled while glaring at her brother.

"Where are you going?"

"To see if Harry is okay."

"Ginny…" Ron started as he was blocking the doorway.

"Get out of the way Ron."

Ron didn't move an inch.

"What is your problem?"

"You really shouldn't torture Harry like that."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Crawling in bed with him. If you are going to torture and tease him at least wait two more years."

"Really. I'll keep that in mind." Ginny said as she pushed her way past Ron and walked across the hall to the room she was supposed to have stayed in.

"Ginny no! I didn't mean...I wasn't…that's not what I meant." Stammered Ron.

"Do my ears deceive me or is that Fred and George down stairs?"

"It's Fred and George."

Ginny walked out of the room and down the hall to the stairway.

"Fred, George! Ron said that I have to wait two more years before I can crawl in bed with Harry. What are the two of you going to do about it?"

"Excuse me!" Yelled Mrs. Weasley

"Mum." Ginny said surprised and a little embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?"

"I came up here to get Harry and found Ginny in bed with him."

"And you told your sister…"

"No. The words came out wrong."

"Well then what exactly did you say to your sister?"

Ron mouth opened and closed like a fish.

"Ginny dear, explain please. Why were you in bed with Harry and what did your Ron say to you?"

"I woke up in the middle of the night. I couldn't see in the dark and my surroundings were unfamiliar. I know that nothing bad would or could happen to me here. Harry's room being just across the hall from the one I was in. I know Harry and I know I'd be safe with him. I went to his room to see if he was awake and if he wanted to talk. He was moaning in his sleep and I thought he was having a bad dream. I thought I could be there, you know tell him he was only dreaming. He wasn't awake obviously, but I just…well I didn't want to be alone and well I fell asleep. Ron rudely woke me up, assuming stupid sh…stuff as usual. I could have gone for a few more hours of sleep. Any way, once Harry woke up he was startled to find Ron standing in his doorway and me next to him. He fell out of his bed and…uh…hurt himself on his shoes. Harry landed on his shoes and according to Ron not butt first. Mum, Ron laughed about it. Nothing wrong or inappropriate was going on, I promise mum. Harry was under his blankets and I was wrapped in the ones he gave me last night. Ron was accusing me of torturing and teasing Harry. I asked him what he meant."

"And what did Ron say?"

"He said and I quote 'Crawling in bed with him. If you are going to torture and tease him at least wait two more years.' Oh mum to be clear, when Harry landed on his shoes he landed…uh…well…bits first."

"WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU? HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF YOU LANDED BITS FIRST ON YOUR SHOES? HOW DARE YOU THINK SOMETHING WRONG OF YOUR SISTER AND YOUR BESTFRIEND? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD SAY SUCH A THING TO YOUR SISTER! YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL I TELL YOUR FATHER! CONCIDER YOUR SELF GROUNDED RONALD WEASLEY!" Screeched Mrs. Weasley.

"Excuse me Molly." Sirius said as he quickly passed.

Mrs. Weasley dragged Ron down the stairs as Ginny ran to her room.

As Sirius reached the bathroom door he knocked.

"Harry." Called Sirius when Harry didn't respond.

Sirius could hear what sounded like someone punching a wall or slamming his or her head against a wall.

"Harry open the door! Are you okay?"

Harry still did not answer.

"Don't make me break down the door Harry."

"Go away! Just let me die in peace." Harry groaned.

"Harry, please open the door. Are you okay? I heard you fell out of bed and landed on your shoes."

The door flew open and Sirius was surprised by the look on Harry's face. Harry did not have a pained expression on his face; it was more of an extreme embarrassed expression.

"Harry…"

"I'd rather not talk about it."

"Harry…"

Harry reached out, grabbed Sirius's shirt and pulled him in the bathroom.

"Shut the door please."

"Okay, so what is going on?" Sirius asked as he shut the door.

"I wasn't having a bad dream. Well, not really a bad dream…well maybe a little. I swear Sirius I had no idea that Ginny was next to me on the bed."

"Harry you're going to have to elaborate more because I am not following you."

"I was dreaming of before I accidentally sent myself back in time, before Dumbledore died. All the time Ginny and I spent together, thoughts of what I wanted to do with her then…"

"Oh."

"I told Ron to get out of my dream. Ginny said 'good morning', I said 'good morning my love. It all went wrong. I fell out of my bed and on to my shoes. I can live with soreness of landing on my damn shoes. I just...it's…"

"Harry, there were several blankest between you and Ginny. There is no possible way that she could have noticed any normal, natural body reaction."

"Are you sure?"

"I am positive Harry."

"Um…Sirius…I…uh…"

"Take a cold shower. A long cold shower or at least as long of one as you can take." Sirius said quietly as he left the bathroom.

Sirius walked down the hall and as he passed Ginny's room he saw Fred and George talking with Ginny. Sirius stopped and knocked on the open door. All three looked over.

"Harry is all right. I promise. He's taking a cold shower at the moment and I am sure will join us shortly for breakfast." Sirius said and then walked off to go back down to the kitchen.

"Well, Ginny, Fred and I should go so you can change."

"We know you're not happy with what mum brought for you, but you can't run around in your pajamas all day."

Fred and George walked out of Ginny's room, closed the door behind them, walked across the hall to Harry's room and shut the door behind them. The twins were waiting for Harry. Fred and George could hear Ginny walk up to the door and softly knock. After a minute she left.