When Harry entered Ragnok's office this time, he saw a backless, long leather bench in front of the desk instead of chairs. He appreciated the goblin's thoughtfulness, and then wondered if that meant that he would be here for a long time... He took a seat on the bench and Fionn sat beside him with Ash looking at the books and nicknacks in the room. He also noticed the scorch marks had been removed from the walls, and that the torches were missing from their brackets. The upper portion of the walls, and the ceiling itself seemed to be giving off a soft glow. He supposed that was a good idea, not having any fire in the room so he couldn't actually burn anything down if he lost his temper again. Though it did beg the question of why the goblins didn't use this as a lighting source more often instead of torches.

"Hello again Mr. Potter. I am not quite done with my investigation, but have managed to uncover enough to get us started. It seems the reason you have not been getting your statements was because they were re-routed to Albus Dumbledore. He claimed to be in loco parentis, because your muggle guardians could not possibly be expected to have enough understanding of the Wizarding world." Ragnok paused a moment and looked up from the report on his desk.

Harry remained silent and waited to see if there was more, so far it didn't seem all that bad. He'd rather the Dursley's not know that he had any money, they'd likely try to take it from him. But he didn't understand why Dumbledore hadn't told him anything about his other accounts, or even let him see the statements so he'd have some idea of what was happening.

"There have also been withdrawals into three separate accounts from your parent's main vault, starting from your eleventh birthday. The lists I have here claim that they were for clothing, vacations, a Quidditch match, extra tutoring..." Ragnok trailed off, interrupted by what could only be called a growl from Harry.

Harry clenched his hands into fists and closed his eyes, breathing deeply to try to contain his temper. Just because there was no fire in the room, and the fact he couldn't do much with Fire, didn't mean he could afford to lose his temper. There were still enough things in this room that could be burned to cinders after all. Fionn slid an arm around Harry's waist and leaned into his side, while Ash came up from behind him and gripped his shoulders, trying to help ground him. Finally after a long moment, Harry was able to speak, though he kept his eyes closed.

"I have never gone on a vacation. Never gotten anything besides my cousin's cast-off clothing. Never had tutoring besides what my friend Hermione -a fellow student- gave me. And the only Quidditch match I have ever seen outside of the Hogwarts teams, was at the World Cup. Which was via an extra ticket Ron's dad had." His eyes finally opened, he would have been worried if he could have seen the flames dancing in his eyes, a sign of just how close he was to losing control over his Fire. "Where have those payments gone, and can they be reversed? I never got any of that stuff, so this person or people shouldn't get paid for it."

"I can reverse the charges, but not all of the money is still in their accounts. There is a law in place regarding fraud, with your permission I can have their assets seized up to 30% past the amount stolen. The goblin who was in charge of your accounts and allowed this to happen has already been dealt with. I have taken temporary control, but you are welcome to choose a new account manager at any time."

"Who received the payments Ragnok?"

The goblin carefully met Harry's eyes. "Albus Dumbledore. Molly Weasley, and Ron Weasley. They have been getting payments every year since you were eleven, Albus and Molly receiving the most. We froze your accounts in time to avoid the payment for this year, but are expecting to hear from Albus Dumbledore anytime now to find out why the money hasn't been transferred."

Harry's claws were biting into the flesh of his palms now, but he barely felt the pain. His best friend had been taking money from him for years! He couldn't understand it. Ron had always been jealous of his fame, and money, but he had truly thought that they were friends. After everything they had been through together, he couldn't believe Ron would have done this to him. And Molly had always treated him as one of her own! He'd finally thought he knew what having a mother was like when he stayed with them at the end of every summer. But... if he could have been so wrong about them, what about the other Weasley's? Hermione? Did he have any real friends? He shook his head, he couldn't deal with that right now. Now, he had to concentrate on his accounts, he could deal with finding out who was really his friend later.

"Can you put Dumbledore off for a bit? Long enough for me to look into a few things?"

The goblin smiled, it was filled with entirely too many teeth. "I can tell him there was an accident with your account manager, and that we are doing a small audit of the last few months while a new manager is appointed. It will even be mostly true."

"Please do so. I'll get back to you as soon as I can about what I want done about the thefts." Harry stood, he didn't want to deal with anymore of this right now. He knew he would have to deal with it of course, but he was too upset to think as clearly as he would like. So it would be better to come back another day. As they moved towards the door, a goblin came in and quickly bowed to Ragnok.

"Excuse me for the intrusion sir. But there are two people waiting to talk to Mr. Potter. They say he told them to come to us if they needed him."

"Did they give you their names?" Ragnok asked the other goblin.

"They said they were Fred and George Weasley, sir."

Ragnok looked to Harry. "Do you wish to see them Mr. Potter? I can have them shown here if you wish."

Harry paused. Up until today, he would have said he trusted the twins with his life. But, he would have said that about Ron before today as well. Were the twins in on it? Did they know Molly and Ron were stealing from him? He went to rake a hand through his hair, but Fionn suddenly grabbed it and turned his hand palm up. He only had a moment to see the blood dripping from his palm before the Fae had put his own hand over it and healed it. Then he took Harry's other hand and did the same for it. Fionn lightly touched Harry's cheek with the fingertips of one hand, the other hand still holding Harry's own. The Fae was the only one Harry had ever met who could say so much without words, and it constantly amazed him how he could understand the words not said. At least most of the time. Finally looking away from that golden gaze, he turned back towards Ragnok.

"I.. Yes. If you wouldn't mind?"

The other goblin left, but Harry didn't go back to the bench. He stood silently with Fionn as Ash came up behind him again. Finally Fred and George were shown into the room, they looked worried, but the relief that came to their eyes when they saw Harry and the others was hard to miss.

"Harry! Thank Merlin! I know you said you'd be quick, but we didn't expect you this fast!" Fred laughed, though it sounded a little strained.

"I was already here, talking to Ragnok. He's my account manager. Ragnok, this is Fred and George Weasley." Harry was trying to act mostly natural, but he kept a close eye on Fred and George when he said 'account manager' to see if they showed any signs of worry.

Ragnok for his part looked slightly surprised and then pleased to be told he was keeping control of Harry's accounts. "Messrs Weasley."

Fred and George quickly bowed their heads to Ragnok. "A pleasure to meet you." Neither one so much as blinked at the introduction.

"Harry, Dumbledore came by the shop a bit ago."

"He said he was looking for you, that he knew you weren't at the Dursley's and had been to see us." George added.

"Yeah, he seemed really mad about something, and didn't believe us when we told him we had no idea where you were."

"Even though it's technically true. Never having been to the Realm and all."

"We don't know what's going on, but Lee is watching over the store for us. We think it might be a good idea to lay low for a while." Fred looked at Harry. "So we wanted to let you know we weren't going to be at the shop or the Burrow, in case you decided to drop by again."

Harry looked between the two, they weren't acting guilty, and if he had been right all along and they really were his friends and knew nothing about the thefts, he didn't want to leave them here where Dumbledore could get to them.

"Did you know Molly, Ron and Dumbledore were stealing from me?" He spoke in a rush, before he could lose his nerve.

Fred and George stared at him in shock a moment and then nearly tripped over their own words before speaking in tandem.

"What?!"

"No!"

"Why would.."

"We had no idea Harry. None at all." They met his eyes and he could see no hint of dishonesty there, just shock and a little bit of anger.

"If we had known we would have told you about it ourselves. I can't believe they'd do that to you, after everything you've done for our family!" Fred approached and grabbed Harry's free hand, Fionn was still holding the other and didn't look like he was going to release it anytime soon.

"I swear on my magic Harry, I had no idea they were doing that." A brief flash surrounded Fred and then was gone.

George followed his brother and touched Harry on the shoulder. "I swear on my magic that I had no idea they were doing that." A brief flash surrounded him as well and then was gone.

And with it went Harry's worry about them being in on it. His shoulders sagged slightly and he looked up at them with relief in his eyes. "You have no idea how glad I am to hear that. Do you think your Dad or the rest of the family knew?"

Fred and George looked at each other a moment and then shook their heads. "No idea. We can't imagine Dad, Bill or Charlie being in on it, but the only way to know for sure is to ask them."

"All right. We won't worry about that right now then." He turned towards Ash. "Mind another two roommates for a while?"

Ash rolled her eyes and pretended to pout. "What is this? A boarding house?" She gave a theatrical sigh. "I suppose I could live with them for a while...but you know they can't live in the Realm forever. It does strange things to mortals, it's not really safe for more than a few weeks." Her green eyes were serious as she said the last.

"Then we'll have to figure out a way to make it safe for them to return quickly, won't we?" Harry looked back to Fred and George. "Want to take a vacation to the Realm?"

"Really? Wicked!" They said as one, both looking excited and ready to wreck mischief on an unsuspecting realm.

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