Disclaimer: Still not mine unfortunately….don't you ever wish you could be JK Rowling?

Harry immediately excused himself and headed to the study to sit and write. His journal was about to become his best friend and he couldn't wait to sort out the clutter in his head. He found it hard to know where to start, so he decided to make a list of topics he wanted to write about.

Sirius' death

Albus' death

The Weasleys

Draco

Severus

His changing magic

One he had his list, writing was easier. He started writing with Sirius' death and how he felt. He didn't even realise just how much he was pouring out until he moved onto Albus' death and found that he'd filled the journal just between the two topics.

He walked into the Library looking for Severus and found Draco instead. "Draco, do you know where Severus is?"

Draco closed the book he'd been reading and replied, "He stepped out for a bit. He said he'd be back before morning. I think he had a date."

Harry blushed and mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like, "Huh who'da thunk it?" and frowned.

"Harry, can I help you with something?"

"Well, I was wondering if I could use the floo to call Poppy for another journal. Do you think he'd mind?"

Draco laughed, "Harry you don't have to ask to use the floo. You live here. Feel free to use the floo anytime."

Harry thanked him and walked to the floo, threw a pinch of powder in and called, "Poppy Pomphrey, Hogwarts Infirmary."

The Medi-witch quickly appeared in the fire, "Harry is something wrong? Are you injured?"

"No Poppy, everything's fine. Sorry to worry you but I was wondering if you happened to have any other blank journals I might use? I have filled the one you gave me already and still have more to write."

Poppy smiled, though somewhat surprised that he had filled the thick book, "Of course I do. I send one along with an owl straight away. I hope that will hold you for a bit, I can get more in Hogsmeade this weekend for you. There's a nice stationary store there."

"Oh, I can get more myself, thank you. I just have some more I want to get out tonight."

"Fine then, you can expect it within minutes. Have a nice evening."

Draco had slipped to the back of the room so he wouldn't appear to be eavesdropping but had heard the call nonetheless, "Harry, I know of a stationary store in Diagon Alley and if you can't find something there, we can always go to a wonderful store I know of in Kings Cross by the station. I get my personal stationary there."

Harry smiled as he opened the window to the school owl that had just arrived. He slipped the package from the birds grip and presented it with treats then closed the window after it. "You'll do anything to shop won't you Draco?"

Draco smiled shyly and laughed, "Well, yea. It's so fun."

Not able to resist the twinkle in the grey eyes, Harry nodded, adding, "Why don't we head over there this weekend."

Draco nodded and went back to his chair and book.

"Mr. Potter, please come in and have a seat," the goblin said leading him into the office, "I am Vargroot, executor of the wills to be read today."

Harry sat in the open chair before looking around at the others in the room. He was happy to see Minerva and Severus and was quite surprised to see Draco and Remus there. He nodded greetings the others and waited expectantly.

The goblin seated himself behind his desk and once everyone was settled, he cleared his throat and began, "Now that we're all here, as I have said, I am Vargroot and I am the executor of both Albus Dumbledore's and Sirius Black's wills. You have all been named in some fashion in one or both of these documents. Both men were very specific in their wants, so this will go quickly. You will each be given copies of the documents for your vaults when the reading is done."

"I'll start with Albus' will as his has only named two of you." Vargroot shifted the papers on his desk and a holographic Albus appeared on his desk.

"Good day all. I assume if you are seeing this, I have in some way finally perished. I do hope it wasn't by something silly like slipping in the shower, ah but I digress."

Harry looked at Minerva as she wiped a tear from her face.

"I have a few small requests that I'm sure can be taken care of quickly. First, I would like to name Minerva McGonagall as my successor at Hogwarts. Minerva, you are the most dedicated and deserving person for the honour. There are many secrets that will imparted to you by the castle when you return, please enjoy yourself and lead the way I know you can.

I would like to ask a favour of you, please find a way to include Remus Lupin in the school. He has earned the right to be treated as a respected member of society and I believe he will be a great asset to my beloved Hogwarts. I will miss you dearly sweetheart."

Severus had slipped his arm around his mother during the reading. Harry was touched at the affection he saw between them.

"Now this second bit is a little more complicated. Legally I know the complications that will be involved, but as I have no heir, I as naming Severus Snape as my legal heir and as such, as to be given all due him accordingly. Goblin Vargroot, you will please give Severus the tallies of my holdings, properties and vaults and assist him with anything in relation to these."

Vargroot handed the mentioned paperwork to Severus and another sealed parchment to Minerva.

"Minerva, Severus, you please know that you were both always in my heart and please give my love to Harry as well. Oh and Severus my boy, please pass on to Draco Malfoy my copy of Hogwarts: A History. I believe he will understand why."

Albus' hologram faded and the room remained quiet until Vargroot stood and escorted Minerva and Severus from the room.

Harry sniffed at the mention of himself by his former Headmaster and Draco handed him a handkerchief.

The goblin returned to the room, sat down and said, "Now we'll move on to Mr. Black's will."

Harry inhaled sharply and Draco shifted closer to him, hoping his closeness would help support his friend. As Sirius' hologram appeared, Harry grabbed onto Draco's hand and didn't let go.

"Well bugger all. If this is being played then I finally bought it. I know Remus is going to be hopping mad at the cavalier attitude but too damn bad. Right, so let's get to business.

First off, Remus, I will miss you like no other. You were my dearest friend and my brother by choice. Please know I took everything you said to heart and, while I didn't always follow your advice, I did take it into consideration.

I hope my death was in some amazingly manly way and that I will have made you proud.

Now, my family is an ancient and noble house and as such, can have but one heir, a blood born Black. However, as the only one that hasn't been disinherited, is married to a Death Eater and may be one herself, I am naming Harry Potter as my legal heir."

"So to the inheritance involved, Harry Potter will be the sole owner of all the Black properties and have access to all the vaults. It is left to his discretion how the money be distributed and properties sold or maintained."

"I request that Remus Lupin make himself available to Harry for anything he needs assistance with as he is familiar with all the Black holdings and experience in investing."

"I have left a small trust for my nephew, Draco Malfoy, to be his upon reaching his majority or when he has reached his 17th birthday, whichever comes first."

Draco gasped at this pronouncement and Harry squeezed his hand in support. He sat for a moment shaking his head in disbelief and stared at Sirius' face in open surprise.

"Draco has made himself into a young man to be proud of in these past months. His separation from his family's beliefs has been made known to me and I have been helping his leave behind his childhood and enter into his adulthood with the grace befitting a true Black."

"With any luck, Voldemort is dead and gone for the last time and I had a hand in it. With that in mind I have this last to say."

"Remus, take care of our boys and make sure they know the love they've both been denied in the past. Teach them all the things we wish someone would have taught us and make sure that no harm comes to them."

"Draco, I couldn't be prouder of you if you were mine. The strength you've shown in helping the light is nothing short of spectacular and I meant what I said when I said I'd make you mine if I could."

"And finally Harry. You are so much stronger than you know and I burst with pride each time I see you. You may have been my Godson, but in my heart, you will always be my son first. None of the deaths you feel so heavy on your soul are your fault. We have all followed and fought of our own free will and I never felt stronger then when standing by your side. You are the reason we triumph and I am honoured to be among your family."

"Please take care of each other and know my love will always be with you."

Vargroot shifted the final papers toward each man without speaking and as the glow of each signature faded, he handed them their packets of paperwork detailing their inheritance and a copy of the written will.

"Gentlemen, I will always be available to help you with anything you have need regarding this inheritance. Please owl me if there is a need for anything," he said rising from his chair, indicating the meeting was over.

The three men walked out of the office silently and Severus and Minerva waiting for them. "Would you three like to join us for a late lunch?" Minerva asked.

Remus shook his head, "Thank you Minerva but I believe I need to go and secure myself a room at the Leaky Cauldron as I'm apparently going to be here for a while."

"Okay Remus. I will contact you with the details of your new position as soon as I have everything in order and then we can move you back into the school where you belong."

"Thank you Minerva, but it really isn't necessary."

"Yes it is; Albus was right. You do belong there."

The pair hugged goodbye and after hugging Harry, Remus left to get settled.

"Draco, Harry, would you like to join us?" Severus asked.

Draco looked at a pale Harry and answered for them both, "Uncle Sev, I think I'll take Harry back to the Manor. This has been a big day for him and I think he needs some time to adjust."

Severus and Minerva looked at Harry and nodded. He looked as though his world had just collapsed and he was never going to dig himself out.

"You head home then and we'll sort this all out tonight when I get home," Severus said as he hugged Draco goodbye and left with Minerva.

Draco took Harry's arm and said, "Harry, let's head on home." He led the silent boy to the public apparition point and said, "Okay Harry, hold on to me." He laughed as Harry took his arm in a death grip, "Not quite so hard. My arm needs blood flow."

The grip loosened slightly and they felt the tell tale pull in their stomachs as they apparated to the Manor.

Harry and Draco landed outside the Manor and Draco let them in. Harry seemed to still be in a bit of shock, he hadn't uttered a word. Draco was beginning to think maybe they should have gone to Hogwarts to see Poppy.

After nudging Harry so he would sit on the couch in the Library, he quietly said, "Harry are you alright? Do you need anything?"

Harry just stared forward and didn't answer.

"Alright, this is ridiculous." Draco walked over to the floo and called "Poppy Pomphrey, Hogwarts Infirmary."

Poppy's head came into the fire moments later and she greeted the blonde, "Draco, what can I do for you?"

"Poppy, it's Harry. He's been slightly out of it since we left Gringotts."

"Draco dear, define 'slightly out of it' in medical terms."

"He hasn't said a single word or uttered a single sound since Sirius' will was read. He's just sitting here staring off."

"One moment," Poppy said as she disappeared from the fire. When she reappeared moments later, she was holding a vial and set it on the floor, "Draco, take this vial and give it Harry if he doesn't start responding within the next hour and let Severus know when he returns. He will be able to administer more if needed."

Draco reached for the vial and put it on the table next to Harry.

"It sounds like he's in shock. The Dreamless Sleep potion will give him a night of uninterrupted sleep and he should be fine in the morning. If he isn't, bring him to me immediately."

Draco nodded and said goodbye with a thank you. He sat next to Harry on the couch and ran his hand up and down his back slowly in an attempt to comfort his friend. Harry leaned into the contact so Draco continued the comforting motion. "Harry, would you like something to eat or maybe some tea?"

Draco rose and began to walk to the bar, but stopped when he thought he heard Harry whimper slightly. "Harry I'm just going to the bar, I'm right here. I haven't gone anywhere."

Harry began to rock back and forth as he listened to Draco's voice; his mind having the argument that he would normal have with himself aloud while pacing. "Okay so you saw Sirius again and heard his voice. So he made you his heir. That's a good think you arse. That means he really loved you and it wasn't just that you were James' son. Harry get a grip! You know you weren't at fault for what happened. We already worked this out. Come on! Snap out of it!"

Draco sat down again and put a glass in Harry's hands, "Harry, drink this. It's a little Brandy to relax you. I don't want to have to give you this potion from Poppy and have Severus hovering over you all night. Please drink this and talk to me."

Harry raised the glass to his lips and felt the amber liquid slide across his tongue, burning its way down his throat. He felt it warming his belly and knew Draco was right but he just couldn't summon the will to say anything. It was all too much - knowing he had family within his grasp and lost it yet again.

Draco sighed and stood, pulling Harry up with him, "Okay Harry, let's get you to bed."

Harry followed Draco upstairs and into his room. He cooperated with Draco changing his clothes to sleep pants and waited as Draco pulled the bed sheets down before climbing in.

"Harry," Draco said with a bit of pleading in his voice, "please talk to me. I have to admit, you're scaring me a little." He waited and when Harry didn't say anything he sighed, removed the boys glasses and set them on the table and moved to leave.

Harry reached out and grabbed Draco's hand, "He really loved me." And then the damn broke and the unshed tears from Harry's young life began to fall in a torrent and his entire body shook with the cascade.

Draco crawled onto the bed behind Harry's shaking form and wrapped his arms around the boy. "Shhh Harry it's okay. Let it out. I won't leave you."

Draco held Harry until the shaking had subsided and they had both fallen asleep.

Severus came through the floo into a quiet, dark house hours later. He wondered briefly if the boys were home until he saw the light in the Library on. He entered the room expecting to see the boys playing chess or reading but found only an empty glass and the brandy decanter sitting on the wet bar.

"I should have come home with them," he thought as he extinguished the fire and headed upstairs.

Draco's door stood open and Severus peeked inside to find the bed empty. He turned and looked at Harry's closed door and wondered if he should open it or leave it until morning. Then he remembered the last time Harry got an emotional shock and he walked into the room without knocking.

Severus stopped and felt his heart skip. Draco was lying on his back on Harry's bed with Harry curled up at his side. Draco's arms were wrapped around the boy, one resting in his hair, the other at his waist and Harry had one arm at Draco's waist and his head nestled on Draco's chest. Both were sleeping peacefully, though it was obvious Harry had been crying.

Draco stirred as Severus pulled a blanket over them, "Uncle Sev?"

"Yes, it's okay. Go back to sleep," Severus whispered.

"Mm kay," Draco replied with a sigh as he pulled Harry closer and drifted back to sleep.

Harry stretched and realised very suddenly that he wasn't in his bed alone. He opened his eyes and found himself attached to Draco. Harry took the time to look at his bedmate. He looked at the way the platinum hair feel around his angled face and marveled at the softness as he pushed a piece from Draco's forehead.

He ran his hand down onto Draco's chest surprised at the strength he felt. He knew Draco had been athletic and that, as a Quidditch player, his muscles would be as well developed as his own, but was surprised at how firm his chest was. As his fingers feathered over Draco's abdomen, the blonde began to laugh.

Harry pulled his hand back like it was on fire and his face glowed with embarrassment, "S…sorry."

Draco moved an arm under his head and looked at Harry's red face smiling, "It's okay. It just tickled. Are you feeling better?"

Harry's blush got brighter as he answered, "Um yes thank you. I'm sorry about yesterday, I guess it was just too much seeing Sirius right there and realising the last of my family is truly gone."

Draco pushed himself up against the headboard, "Harry, your family isn't gone. You have the Weasley's. While they aren't blood related, they are your family, or at least they feel that way about you."

Severus walked in then, "Good morning gentlemen, I trust you slept well. There's breakfast in the dining room for you both. Harry," he said looking at the bleary eyed boy, "Molly has asked if you would like to join them for the weekend. They're going to the Quidditch regionals and have an extra ticket. Also, Poppy would like you to fire call her when you have a moment."

"Yes sir, I'll call her right away," Harry said as he got off the bed and headed toward the bathroom. "Is it okay if I go with the Weasleys to the match?"

Severus smiled at Harry, "Harry, you don't have to ask permission. You are free to go if you would like to."

As Harry walked into the bathroom, Draco and Severus shared a look that told Draco the man had heard their conversation. He got off the bed a headed into his own room to get ready for the day with Severus following.

"Draco, what happened here last night?"

Draco explained Harry's state and breakdown as he showered and dressed and brought Severus up to speed. "Uncle Sev, I'm really getting worried about him. He wouldn't let go of me last night even after he fell asleep."

Severus nodded, "Once he's left, you can tell me about what precipitated this and we can figure out what to do to help him."