AN: GG= Gold Galleon(s)

Harry exited the Floo into the Leaky Cauldron at a speed only seen by Aurors on a raid. He stubbled to a halt two steps past where most floo travelers stop, and waving his Holly wand over him, he wiped the Floo ash off of him and into the hearth.

Harry hurried into the Alley, and just missed Lupin exiting the Floo. After wiping the ash from his shoulders and clearing his nose… the werewolf smelled his cub and tracked him out into the Alley.

He found Harry threading through the crowd before stopping outside of Olivanders.

"Something wrong with your wand?"

Harry answered without looking at the man, "Not really, but it is … off."

Nodding, Remus followed his Alpha into the shop. He shook his head, 'Alpha?' He looked at his Cub again. 'Alpha. He just needs to learn to take up the mantle. I will tell him and Padfoot tonight before bed.'

As the bell tinkled as the door opened, both wizards scanned the store front for the eccentric elder enchanter. As the bell tinkled again as the door closed, Olivander appeared from the shelves.

"Holly with a Phoenix pinion, Ten and Three quarter inches. Harry Potter. Cypress and Unicorn tail strand, ten and one quarter inches. Remus Lupin. What can I do for you gents?"

Harry set the wand on the counter. "I love Miss Holly, but she has turned cold in my hand."

Olivander peered at the wand before he looked 'into' Harry. "I see. A Legacy Wand has called out to you and she is feeling that you will set her aside for it."

"The Only reason I would set her aside is if she stops answering my call." Harry stroked the shaft of the wand with affection. "And then I would place her where my Children could see her and ask about the great things she has done as My Wand."

The wand leeped from the counter into Harry's hand, before releasing a gold spark shower.

'There, that should fix that." Olivander grinned. "Was there anything else?"

"A wand cuff, a wand holster, and a deluxe wand care kit." Harry stroked the Holly wand. "I will be taking up my Ancestor's wand, but only as a backup wand.

APLB

The Marauder and his Cub found themselves waiting in line to talk to a teller when Griphook approached and tapped Harry's elbow.

"Griphook. Good to see you." Harry grinned as he shook hands with the Floor Page.

"Lord Potter." The goblin smiled at the human. "Account Managers Barchoke and Ashraq have questions for you. As you were here yesterday, we were not expecting you back so soon."

"I found that I had a great need to speak to them as well." Harry frowned. "Do we still need to speak to a Teller?"

"No. This way please."

As Lupin took a step, Griphook frowned.

"I go where my Alpha goes, I go, unless he says otherwise." Remus growled.

"He is part of what I need the Managers about." Harry waved a hand at Moony. "Time is money."

Griphook grunted before sneering and turning to lead the way to the Office of Ashraq. A whispered word to another Floor Page, sent word to Barchoke that Potter was heading to Ashraqs Office.

As the two wizards met the two Goblins over the slab of worked and shaped stone desk in Ashraq's office.

"First things first, my good goblins, I need to request a Visit from my esteemed Account Managers. Lord Black has been invited to Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament. As soon as the Cup and Pouch, his parole is up. I am hoping that the House Black Account Manager will come to Hogwarts for twice the going rate for a Boardroom Meeting."

"Five." Barchoke countered.

Remembering something that he read after finding the Sword of Gryffindor, he thought about an Item of Contention between the two races. "Two or we allow you to 'reclaim' an object of Goblin craft. One piece that you alone can carry."

The tweed suited goblin looked at the lad. "You would barter something that is ours?"

"By Goblin Law and Custom, maybe. By Wizard Law and Custom, the items are the property of the purchasing party." Harry grinned at the two. "House Black has the biggest collection. No doubt you have a list of the items in the Black Vaults. Let's say that I let you choose, and on the Day of my Parent's will readings, you and I go down and open the vault, so you can take into custody the object you decide on."

Ashraq sneered at the lad. "You barter dirty, little human." the sneer turned to a fanged grin. "I think I will like you. Deal. I will make the journey tomorrow to speak to Lord Black."

"Now for House Potter." Harry turned to the goblin with a shaved head in silks. "Was hoping to get started on the Harvesting, and I need a tomb raider or curse breaker. I need a NDC that is unbreakable. If possible I would like for it to be Weasley."

"Just what do I get for this?"

"Any one piece in the Potter Vaults." Harry sneered at the Goblin. "But the Bank covers the cost for William and his team being brought in on this."

Barchoke frowned before scratching a note, and tossing it into Ashraq's out-tray. "I will contact the Harvest Guild, and we will join Ashraq in the morning." Sharing a look with his rival, "Don't tell the Staff we are coming."

"Tell everyone who is coming, that the way down is nasty." Harry could see the Prank coming."Now I was told you have some things to talk about."

There was a 'ding' and a slip of paper appeared in the in-tray.

Ashraq looked at it before passing it to Barchoke.

"Well," Barchoke edged, "Curse-Breaker Weasley is available, but his team is…"

"Then would it be possible for him to lead another team?" Harry asked.

"Curse-Breaker Weasley is not yet ranked to lead…" Barchoke began.

"You are sending him into the Chamber you spoke of yesterday? It is a relatively safe tomb, and it would give him leadership experience and we can hold Lord Potter responsible by assigning him as Weasley's personal aide. We have three crypt caddies just sitting in the barracks. With the Harvest Guild right there, unless they decide to just ship the whole thing to the guild floor…"

The two goblins put their heads together and spoke in their grunting growling language. Ashraq sat back. "Everything will be cleared up tomorrow. With the time we can save by ending the meeting here, we should be there just after your first meal."

"Weasley will be bound to Contract." Barchoke grinned.

APLB

And the two wizards found themselves once again on the stoop of the bank.

Harry snorted, and waded into the traffic of the Alley.

First stop was Twillfit and Tattings.

After some haggling, Harry arranged for three fittings to be done at Hogwarts, after dinner tomorrow night. He paid a GG*50 retainer.

Next stop, Madam Malkins. She only charged GG30. But she couldn't be there before the next Saturday afternoon.

Now back on the street, Remus sighed. "Follow me."

They ducked down the dark drive of Knockturn Alley, holding to right hand side of the street, about three blocks down, before turning into a shadowy back street. A faded carved shingle of a triple B was illuminated by a weak lantern.

The doors were saloon style, and when Harry followed his Uncle inside.

Inside, the placard read :

Benkin's Batons, Bedknobs, and Broomsticks.

Harry looked around but everything on display had nothing to do with Housewares, or Quidditch.

"You Mangy Cur!" The wiry muscled man sounded pleased to see Lupin. "What drags your scared hide across my threshold?"

"I was hired as a professor again." Lupin grinned as he clasped hands with the man and tested the others' strength. "My student and Nephew has an Olivander special. But I have the feeling that he needs something more… something bespoke."

The banty man looked at the lad. "What are you carrying now?" When Harry drew Holly from his robe pocket, Shop-wizard hissed. Slapping a worked piece of leather on the counter. "And a wand holster too."

Harry set Holly on the count beside the piece of leather. "Holly, ten and three quarters. Phoenix core. Brother to the wand that gave me this." Harry flashed his scar. "I am going to acquire a legacy wand. Holly needs to be my primary, but I am beginning to worry about her."

"Bring her back." The man slid the leather back under the counter. "Looks like I am going to have to get you a special holster set up. We will find you a Bespoke Baton."

Holding Holly in his right hand he followed the man back.

APLB

Black was both in heaven and hell. He had six witches dressed as nurses and one as a healer/senior nurse, all interested in playing 'Doctor' and standing over his bed. But not the game of Doctor he was wanting.

"Now, Daphne. What is the incantation to check his bone structure?" Poppy asked from where she stood at the foot of the bed.

"Jmmmh!" Black tried to say around the gag in his teeth. He was bound to the bed and a wad of a pillowcase was tied in a knot and wedged into his mouth after he uttered his first dirty comment.

Daphne drew her wand and pointing it at Sirius' crotch, mispronounced the incantation and slammed a stinging hex into his stones. "Sorry, let me try again." This time she cast it perfectly. "No hard tissue damage." She reported.

'Not after you killed it!' Black screamed in his mind.

Daphne twisted her wand. "His bones are light for a man of his size. He should have a diluted dose or two of skele gro potion. If he doesn't improve by this time next week, another dose."

"Not bad." Poppy Pomfrey smiled at the trainee. "I would also prescribe that he increase his milk intake for the next month." Poppy looked at the next witch. "Trixie, looking at his soft tissue."

The witches looked at Sirius' face to see if he had another comment.

Sirius was quick to shake his head.

Trixie cast the spell. "No soft tissue damage except for the minor swelling to the groyne."

Sirius muttered into his gag, while giving Trixie the evil eye.

Trixie smirked. "Had this been a private examination, I would prescribe a gentle rubbing to reduce swelling and increase blood flow." Looking at Poppy, "In this case, an icepack will have to do."

Black muttered again.

Just then the terror(ist) twins 'bunny hopped' into the Medical Wing.

TBC