Hey everyone,
So let me tell you, it feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders after finally writing that chapter. It kept me from writing for so long, I started to wonder if I could EVER get this story finished before Christmas, which is when – as you might or might not know – I hope to have this finished and posted. If I manage to do it before then – BONUS! Though considering that there might be more chapters that will make me falter –
I doubt it,

Venquine1990
PS. Yeah, these AN's are subject to change depending on when I post this stuff.

Chapter 32
Lady Regent Pomfrey – Part 01

13th of November 1995
Gringotts, England
Poppy's POV

The girls really proved themselves the other day. I have been training them in our off-time to have them help me keep the Hospital Wing running and to treat other patients when I need to take on my role as Regent of House Potter. And because yesterday Harry made his move to the Garden, I felt compelled as Regent to accompany him. And when I saw how he fell for the Garden upon first sight, I felt beyond relieved that I had made this decision.
The sight of the boy, who had obviously not slept well the other night thanks to everything that happened after the Quidditch Match, brightening up and starting to glow with amazement, love and gleeful happiness was like a balm being applied to a burning wound and made me feel as if we had left the troubles of the match and its results back in England. We had walked through the Garden, Lea guiding us and showing us where he lived and where the rest of us could stay.
He had actually conversed with a man named Leon over the Gummi phones on the day of his arrival in England and had gotten the man to make sure that the whole block around his own place would be available to us. Ronald and the other Weasleys had tried to object to this, but the man himself had shown up and said: "It's alright. Most of the people who lived here had wanted to move to another part of town anyway. Most of our residents have been feeling like that lately. It all just worked out as Lea's request matched their plans perfectly."

The Weasleys had been relieved to hear this and Leon had turned to Lea and said: "Oh and just so you know, Demyx came around. When he heard you were going to be a father, he demanded he be the one to paint the nursery. I couldn't talk him out of it no matter what I tried. Not even Master Ansem managed to change his mind. We just let him in the end. We figure if you don't like it, that might just be the perfect punishment for him being so stubborn."
This had made Harry hesitant and worried and Lea had, after trying to suppress a cringe of his own, gently led him to his home and one of the rooms that he hadn't really ever used before he came to England. And the sight of the walls of this room had made me feel like my eyes were burning in pain. The colors were brighter than the neon signs that Muggles use in some big cities and each wall was actually a different color.
Bright pink, the purest and brightest of blue, yellow that shines brighter than the sun and green that was just so bright it actually made me feel like I was looking at a painted version of the Killing Curse. Harry had been horrified and slammed the door closed, shouting: "There is no way in Magic's name that I am letting my poor little one anywhere near a room like that. Hell NO!" And all of us had whole-heartedly agreed with him.

The guy named Demyx had been called to come over and while he had almost bounced into the house with excitement, had Harry instantly let loose upon him. And the sight of that expecting mother shouting at the poor, dumb blonde-haired guy who looked to just be out of his teens made me turn to the Weasleys, knowing we shared the same thought: "Molly, eat your heart out." And Harry had ended his spiel with: "Get rid of that junk and start over, but only by our directions."
Demyx had been shocked that he had been given another chance to paint the nursery, but Harry had just muttered: "Saves us the trouble of looking for a new one." At which Lea had strongly added: "Though we still might if you don't follow instructions this time around. Got it memorized, Demyx?" And the blonde had given a ferocious nodding as an answer, the look on his face proving he has no interest in inciting another shouting from Harry.

Later that day I had just asked the question that was on my mind and asked Harry: "Well, I better head back to take care of my Wing. Harry, am I right to assume that you plan to spend all your breaks here from now on and return here once you graduate from Hogwarts? That this is going to be your and your baby's new home?" And while he had only hesitated for the shortest of seconds, had Harry nodded and said: "I've never felt as at home as I do now, Poppy. I'm staying."
I had nodded at him and said: "I'll make sure your family can feel at home here as well. That will mean that I'll have to be gone for a bit longer than originally planned, as I have a lot to do to get the Potter House officially moved over, but it won't take me longer than a week, a fortnight at the max. I'll call either Lea or Even once that's done. And I'll make sure to have a replacement Matron by that time as well, for the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts." Harry had beamed at me gratefully and I had left through the Corridor, back to Harry's chambers where I spent the night.

I had run into Remus upon arrival and while the man had wanted to take the portal through, had he been received a summons from Albus for the Order. The two of us had shared a glance and left. And the news of what has happened at Hogwarts – especially between Albus and Snivellus as everyone now calls him – makes me glad that I can now focus on the task ahead, which brings me to where I am right now; at Gringotts in the Potter Accounts Manager office with William.
The man had been quite worried about what I am about to do and going by the look on the Goblin's face as he sits across the desk from me makes me understand why. The whole demeanor of the other creature makes me wonder who hired him for the Potter line and when this happened as it's beyond obvious that this is one of the few Goblins of Gringotts England that would rather work in the mines than with wizards. And his first question instantly has me on edge.
"So Regent Pomfrey, how can Gringotts England help the House of Potter? Would you like me to bring up some of your Charge's family's valuables, perhaps?" I raise my eyebrow at him as I had already spotted the letter I had sent him last night and while he may have tried to hide it, I can easily see that the envelope has been cut open. And so I retort coldly: "What have you done with the Vaults?" Startling the Goblin and scaring William.

"I don't know what –." The Goblin tries, but I instantly spot his demeaning tone of voice and so I interrupt him: "Don't take me for a fool, Goblin. My sister works for the Department of Mysteries and has trained me as her Apprentice. Plus, you were sloppy in your need to make it look as if you only just received my letter. You know that I plan to move the vaults of House Potter to the Garden, outside this world, and you obviously tried something to prevent this. What?"
By this point William looks like he is trying valiantly to keep his fear at bay and the Goblin is glaring at me, but I just frown back, not at all fazed by the anger in his glare as Snape's glares were much worse over the years, especially when I invaded his private time in my need for useless potions to heal ungrateful brats. "Let's just say that taking the vaults out – is no longer an option." The Goblin tells me carefully, a victorious grin growing on his face.

Yet I just send him an unimpressed look and mutter: "Fine by me. Just take us to the vaults. All of them, bar Harry's trust vault. I already got Griphook, recommended to me by Harry himself as he remembers him from his first trip to Gringotts in 1991, to empty that one entirely." And while the Goblin is obviously annoyed at the fact that his actions don't phase me, does he get off his chair and walk me over to the carts that lead down to the vaults.
"Ehm Poppy, I – I don't want to –." William tries, but I cut him off and say: "There is respect, William, and then there is fear. I do not fear any Goblin, especially not those ordered to work alongside families such as the Potters, and I will only respect Goblins who keep themselves to the law. And we both know, Goblin, that this law is on the English Wizarding and Goblin Code."
The Goblin sends me a dirty look, which I ignore, and continues to ride the cart. Yet I decide to continue my statement and say: "Allow me to explain myself here. I do have great respect for the Goblin Nation, but I am also the kind of person who divides how she shows respect. Just because this one Goblin broke the law does not mean that I will treat other Goblins with any less respect than the respect I have for the entire nation."

The Goblin grunts as we take several more turns and twists, this part of the ride truly resembling what Muggles call a Rollercoaster. And while it is quite obvious that the Goblin is, purposely, making the cart go way faster than it's supposed to – the charms on the cart making sure it can't fall off the track – do I really not care for this. What happens next, though, does shock me.
As we reach the first of the five Potter Vaults, the three of us actually spot another Goblin standing at the entrance. And the sight of the simple, yet noble outfit that the Goblin wears, the staff he has in his hand that obviously hides a sword at the bottom and that has a magical stone at the top makes it very obvious who this is. And so, to prove my point, as our cart stops in front of him, I get off the cart and curtsey down before the creature, who smirks at me gleefully.
"Lady Pomfrey, a pleasure as always. May your words be as sharp as your spells." The being speaks, his tone pleasant, yet the strength of his voice proving the strength of his character at the same time. And I happily return: "Goblin Lord King Ragnok, an honor as ever. May your power keep your sword sharp always and forever." And while William and the other Goblin step out of the cart after me, do I already know that they are shocked at our greeting.

"King Ragnok, you – you know this –?""Do I know Lady Pomfrey, Golruk? Yes, yes I do. Ever since she started working at Hogwarts, she has been dividing her time between caring for sick students and teaching Ancient Heirs lessons that would later benefit them if they were to take on their Lord or Ladyship. And along with her sister, who works with the Goblin Liaison office when she isn't an Unspeakable, she has been considered as a Friend of the Goblin Nation for years."
At this William turns to me, but I just calmly ask: "William, when have you ever heard me brag about my titles unless they benefit me? Why would I even need to bring up my title if I would rather earn the respect of my peers and others through my actions and achievements? You really should have known me better than that by this point, don't you think?" At which the redhead starts to rub the back of his head, while I send a playful wink at Lord Ragnok, whose grin widens.

"My – my king, what –?""What do you think, Golruk? As you probably know as well as I do, Sirius Black was in control of the Black and Potter Vaults until Lady Pomfrey took over Regency. This means that, when you made your little decision, there really was no one who you'd have to report this to as young Heir Potter was still too young to take over Regency. Not to mention that he was still, at the time, unknown of our community."
And while this makes me know that the whole merging of the vaults and the caves happened sometime between '81 and '91, do I not really care for this. "However, now that Lady Pomfey is here and is the new Regent, I felt the need to see for myself what she would do about your decision." And just like last time he spoke the word, there is no mistaking the derision and disgust coming from the regal and powerful looking Goblin's voice.
He turns to me, but I just continue to smile at him and send a short look at Golruk, telling the Goblin without words to open the Vault. The creature sends me a dirty look, but does as said and I turn back to Ragnok as I say: "As you probably already know, Lord Ragnok, I plan to transfer all of Harry's property to the Garden, the homeworld of his soul mate named Lea. And I also plan to use the magic of that other world to do so, along with something that isn't magic."

This intrigues Ragnok, yet then, just as the huge doors slide into the walls on both sides, both doors being like two halves of one plate, Golruk turns to smirk at me and says: "And how exactly is this magic supposed to help you open the next set of doors, the ones that require an actual Potter to be opened?" Lord Ragnok glares at the Goblin for his arrogant tone, but I just retort: "Tell me, Golruk, when are you going to stop underestimating me?"
The Goblin grunts at this and I turn to Lord Ragnok, pulling a small vial from the pocket of my apron and showing it to him. Instantly the grin on his face smirks and he says: "As always, Lady Pomfrey, you come prepared. Am I correct to assume that that blood is magically infused and that that hair is from Heir Potter?""Yes Lord Ragnok, on both counts. And according to Lord Black –.""There is a crevice in the next door for blood to be donated into, indeed.
Now onto the vault we are at right now. If you would please be so kind to show this other world's magic and the something that isn't magic." I nod at him and pull my own Gummi phone out of my apron as well, smiling as Even had upgraded my Gummi phone the same way he had done Lea's back in September, making it so that it now sends a signal of my location to whoever I call. Lord Ragnok looks intrigued and I mutter: "I don't know how and I don't care."

The Goblin King nods and I press the buttons on the screen until I get to the icon with Even's face and after I press it, does it take only a minute of the icon of a ringing phone to show on the screen before the screen itself shows Even's face. "Ah Poppy. I take it you're at the Vaults.""At the first of five, Even. Though it seems that our plan to send miniature versions of the vaults is no longer an option. The Goblin manager merged them with the caves in the eighties."
Even grimaces at this and says: "Right, give me two minutes." And while I feel greatly impressed with the fact that Even seems to already have a back-up plan in mind, do I watch the screen for the two minutes before he says: "Right, we're ready.""I'm sorry, we?" Golruk asks suspiciously and Even answers him from the screen: "Me and Dilan. Me to call on the Corridors for the valuables to be moved through and Dilan to use his Wind powers to move the valuables through safely and without damaging any of them."

And as he says this, does Even snap his fingers, causing for a huge corridor of dark shadows and slivers of smoke to appear in the center of the vault. The vault itself is almost one-third the size of the Great Hall and that is filled from corner to corner with everything one can think of when thinking of centuries of inheritance and heritage. From swords and axes and bows and arrows to dresses and tunics and pieces of armor and suits and everything in between. From the corridor, Dilan steps out and instantly I start aiming at various objects.
"Be careful with that rug, the racks of cloths and that ax over there, Dilan. They have more protective spells on them to make sure they can only be touched and worn by a Potter than Hogwarts is protected against Dark Magic. And trust me, when a Potter is protective, they are protective." At this the young adult who has a low-hanging ponytail and sidebars running down to the sides of his chin, sends me a grateful nod before I motion for others and say:
"Also, take extra care with those three objects, they were used by Charlus when he was courting Dorea as well as used by Charlus' own grandfather when he was courting his wife-to-be. And unless I'm mistaken, even with him it was the same thing, again with the grandfather. Not sure about that one, though.""I will keep it in mind. Would you be so kind as to continue these warnings for the other vaults?" Dilan asks as he summons several huge, yet incredibly thin lances and I calmly state: "The last two belonged to James and Lily respectively."
"Both are to be treated with extreme caution and care. Understood." Dilan says and while William and Golruk's eyes widen in horror as he starts to motion and use his powers to move his lances around, does he stop after several moves. And as he stops do several long streams of wind flow past each of the lances, which are all divided into groups, the groups and the streams used to pick up the objects hanging, lying, standing and being positioned all over the vault.

And while not a single lance has actually touched even one item in all the ways that Dilan moved them about, these streams are then, by Dilan, directed back into the corridor. Then, as the last set of boots are flown through the corridor, do I look down at the screen again and Even says: "I have successfully captured all of the objects on my ice platforms. I will sort them into categories and save them here in the basement of the castle. I will await the rest."
"Is the basement really large enough to hold everything, Even? The next Vault is actually twice as big as this one and the other one is just as big as this one and filled to burst with gems, gold, silver and other valuables of that nature. Not to mention all of the extra sets of cloths that are in the vault we will head to next.""You need not worry yourself, Poppy. Here, take a look at our basement." Even says, turning the screen and showing me a sight that actually astounds me.
The room he is in is nothing short of gigantic, is as deep as the Great Hall if not a little deeper, but is actually higher than it as the ceiling seems to reach at least a dozen floors up, if not more. And while I can easily see that the walls seem to have recently had some kind of construction removed from them, are there also now hundreds of shelves build into the walls in replacement of these objects. "Yep, that'll work." I mutter in astonishment and Dilan says: "Let's move on." At which we all nod before Even says:
"I taught Dilan and the others the ability as well. I really don't know why the power had been dormant with some of them after they were reborn as humans, but they are now just as capable of using the corridors as they are of using their powers. I will simply await each corridor and create new ice platforms to capture and sort through whatever you send this way." I thank the brilliant scientist and press the button to end the call.


Hey everyone,
So part of me wanted to continue and focus on the rest of the vaults, but I didn't feel like it after writing this last bit. When I wrote of Poppy ending the call, I felt like that was the perfect way to end the chapter as well. Though I am not done with Poppy just yet. Next chapter I am going back to her and going to have her back in the Garden. Though not to tell Sirius and the others of what happened between Albus and Snape the other day.
That's Remus' job,

Venquine1990