Dead Wizard walking Chapter 1: Prologue, a harry potter fanfic

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY CANNON CHARACTERS, I CAN ONLY CLAIM THE PLOT AND ANY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS PRESENT

Dead Wizard Walking

Prologue

Harry POV

I sat on my bed in the small bedroom filled with all of Dudley's old crap. I was still trying to process the fact that Sirius wasn't coming back. It was my fault that he was gone if I had only thought enough to check the mirror before I went charging off to the ministry, he wouldn't have had to charge in after us and that bitch Bellatrix wouldn't have killed him. We couldn't have even buried him because he went through the veil.

I saw an owl on the horizon I opened the window as It drew closer. It flew straight in the window, dropped the letter on the bed and flew straight back out again; very efficient. It was either German or from Gringotts.

I walked over to the bed and picked up the letter. It was addressed to me in bright red ink in a heavy parchment envelope.

Mr Potter.

We would like to express our deepest sympathies about the death of your godfather Lord Sirius Orion Black. However you are requested to attend reading of his will tomorrow; July the 2nd at Gringotts London in Diagon Alley at two pm. Please present yourself at the front desk least fifteen minutes before the reading is due to begin.

If you wish to have a private reading of the will before the public reading, please inform us before close of business (6pm) today by return owl; if this is the cases please be informed that you are to present yourself at one pm instead.

Again we offer our condolences.

Snapfang

Inheritance department,

Gringotts London.

I sat up on the bed. Dumbledore had forbidden me to leave the house all summer, but one day couldn't hurt could it? I quickly scribbled a reply to Snapfang agreeing to the private reading, but saying I would also attend the public reading afterwards. I gave it to Hedwig and told her to take it to Snapfang in Gringotts. I lay back on my bed; I wasn't sure if I was ready to hear what was in Sirius's will but I needed to go tomorrow anyway… for closure…

The next morning

I got up nice and early the next day and got up quietly as not to wake the Dursleys' and went down and made myself breakfast. I stole money for a train to London from Uncle Vernon's wallet and hurriedly cleared everything away and snuck back up to my room. I waited around a bit before getting dressed, as it was only seven am now. I managed to sneak out of the house unnoticed around ten and had made it to the train station. I rode the train into kings cross and made my way to the hidden public Floo hearths near platform 9 ¾ the clerk manning the desk couldn't have been any older than nineteen but had the bored tone of Snape when he was scolding Crabbe and Goyle. "Where are you going to sir…?"

I had worn a hat to cover my scar, so I was glad he hadn't recognised me. "Return trip to Diagon Alley" I said as he started scooping some Floo powder into a bag "That'll be six sickles. Public Floo closes at seven. Have a safe journey sir" I handed him the money and stepped past the barrier. I walked to the nearest available fireplace and steeped in I threw the powder down and said "Gringotts, Diagon Alley" and was engulfed by the green flames.

Next thing I know I was face down on the hard marble floor of the Gringotts atrium. I picked myself up and checked the clock on the wall, quarter to one. I walked up to the front desk where Hagrid had brought me nearly five years earlier. "I have an appointment with Snapfang" I said as I peered over the top of the large marble podium.

The goblin looked up for a moment and then looked back down at his parchment. "Name…" was all he said. "Harry Potter" I replied and he looked up. "Do you have any identification Mister Potter?" he sneered at me as I lifted up my hat to show him my scar. "Very well then mister potter, if you would please follow me." The goblin jumped down off his disproportionately tall chair and started leading me through the vast corridors of Gringotts.

Finally we arrive at a large oak door with the words 'Snapfang-Inheritance Office- Manager' carved into it. "Here we are Mr Potter. Snapfang is expecting you." I opened the door and stepped into the large office. The walls were covered in dark wood and mounted weapons. There was a small black haired goblin sat behind a large mahogany desk with two chairs stationed in front of it.

"Ah Mister Potter; I have been expecting you. Please sit down" he said gesturing to one of the aforementioned chairs. I sat down and he made a sound that I assumed he was clearing his throat. "Now Mister Potter you have requested a private reading of your godfather's will. After this meeting you will also be required to attend the public reading as a primary beneficiary." I nodded as he continued; "Now let us begin shall we?" he said as he pulled a bowl shaped contraption, that almost looked like a modified pensieve and placed in on his desk. "And yes; Mister Potter you are correct this is a modified version of the artefact known as a pensieve." Then he poured a small amount of silvery liquid that looked like unicorn blood into the bowl and then what looked like a pensieve memory. As soon as the memory was added, steam began to rise from the bowl and took the shape of Sirius's head, like it had appeared to me in the fireplace of the Gryffindor Common room.

"I, Sirius Orion Black being of sound mind and body do declare this my updated last will and testament as made on the twentieth of November 1995, and is to supersede all other alleged wills, especially the one made on the first of August 1981.

Now that is out of the way, I leave Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore exactly one galleon, no more and preferably less. You meddling bastard! You better hope I don't come back and haunt you for what you did

Next Remus Lupin I leave you one million galleons on the condition that you get yourself some proper clothes instead the rags you are probably currently wearing. And I command you to get your head out of your arse and ask her out otherwise you'll end up like me dead and alone. Also letter number 3 from my personal affects

Next I move to my dearest cousin Nymphadora Tonks… Ha you can't hit me for saying your name now. I also leave you one million galleons and ask you to embrace your Gryffindor side and go after him, and don't take no for an answer; he's a stubborn one.

To Xenophillius Lovegood I leave four thousand galleons and the contents of chest number 394 from the Black vault and contract number 69 for him to consider and sign if he approves.

Next to Ms Luna Lovegood I leave you two thousand galleons and letter number 4 from my personal affects. Also be safe in the knowledge that I took your family's secret to the grave.

To Rubius Hagrid I return to you possession of Buckbeak and my flying motorbike. Take care old friend,

To Hermione Granger I leave the entire contents of the Black family library on the condition that it is not removed from Grimauld Place, letter number 2 from my personal affects and seven thousand galleons, in trust until she reaches her seventeenth birthday, if it has not already passed.

To Ronald Weasley I leave ten thousand Galleons with the same conditions as Ms Granger. Try not to spend it all on sweets and qudditch. I also leave him the Black family share in the Chudley Cannons Qudditch Club, as I know he would like to see them win something in his lifetime. *smirks

To Arthur and Molly Weasley I leave Fifty thousand galleons, and don't you dare try and refuse it. It is a thank you for looking after Harry so well in my absence due to my false imprisonment.

To Fred and George Weasley I leave one hundred thousand galleons as an investment in your Joke shop. It is a shame I never got to see it.

And finally all my remaining vaults, properties, fortune and worldly possessions I leave to my adopted son and heir Harry Potter. Also letters numbered 1 and 5 from my personal affects (Read number one first because otherwise you won't understand any of the rest of it) and a copy of contracts 69 and 70. Also as his last living guardian who has not in some way mistreated him, I hereby posthumously emancipate him in the wizarding and muggle worlds, allowing him access to his Potter and Black inheritance and exempt from the underage magic laws so mote be it.

I also ask Harry that one of my portraits be given to Minerva McGonagall and ask her to hang it in her office in Hogwarts so that I know he's safe.

Here ends the will of Sirius Orion Black.

I looked back down at the goblin; "Do I have to wait until after the public reading or can I look at the letters and contracts now?" Snapfang reached into his pocket and pulled out a watch "Alas, we do not have time Mister Potter. We must now go to the conference room for the public reading and also the rest of the items are currently being retrieved from the black vaults." He paused for a moment ad got up and started walking towards the door. "Please follow me Mr Potter; the others have already started arriving." I got out of the chair and followed Snapfang back down the corridors until we got to a massive set of stone doors.

Snapfang waved his hand and the doors swung open, revealing a huge round hall made of marble and a large circular table with a larger version of the modified pensieve Snapfang had used earlier I could see that everyone but Dumbledore had arrived and was seated. All the order members looked shocked to see me there but said nothing. As I sat down between Remus and Tonks, however Dumbledore walked into the room, and started shouting until the goblins silenced him and persuaded him not to make a scene.

Several minutes passed with everybody sitting in an awkward silence before another two Goblins entered through another hidden door and wheeled in two large chests, probably containing the bequests. "Now that everyone is here and the property chests have been retrieved we may begin. For those of you unfamiliar with wizarding wills when an item is bequeathed to a person during the will reading it will appear in those trunks of in the case of money or property, the appropriate paperwork appears…" then he walked up to the large pensieve and poured in the memory of Sirius's will. Suddenly the familiar form of Sirius rose out of the smoke.

Dumbledore visibly paled at this as everyone turned to look at him. You could see the old man shrink back into his chair under the dangerous glare he was getting from Mrs Weasley.

Remus and Tonks both blushed at this as the memory Sirius continued with the will

Tonks blush while simultaneously turning her hair red in anger and had to be held down to stop her from trying to punch the smoking representation of her cousin.

To Xenophillius Lovegood I leave four thousand galleons and the contents of chest number 394 from the Black vault and contract number 69 for him to consider and sign if he approves.

Next to Ms Luna Lovegood I leave you two thousand galleons and letter number 4 from my personal affects. Also be safe in the knowledge that I took your family's secret to the grave.

Everyone just looked confused by that one while Luna and her father just shared a knowing look.

To Rubius Hagrid I return to you possession of Buckbeak and my flying motorbike. Take care old friend,

Hagrid just smiled and quietly commented "Great man, he was, great man" Hermione went all wide eyed and Ron was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

To Arthur and Molly Weasley I leave Fifty thousand galleons, and don't you dare try and refuse it. It is a thank you for looking after Harry so well in my absence due to my false imprisonment.

The Weasleys' all looked stunned and Molly's jaw nearly hit the table her mouth was open so much.

To Fred and George Weasley I leave one hundred thousand galleons as an investment in your Joke shop. It is a shame I never got to see it.

The twins were stunned, for the first time since I had known them something other than being shouted at by McGonagall the twins were speechless…and it was hilarious.

Dumbledore got up to protest but the goblins held him down as the will continued.

I also ask Harry that one of my portraits be given to Minerva McGonagall and ask her to hang it in her office in Hogwarts so that I know he's safe.

Here ends the will of Sirius Orion Black.

Professor McGonagall just smiled slightly in her seat. Then Snapfang stood up to address us again. "Now ladies and gentlemen that concludes today's proceedings please but sure to pick up your bequests form Griphook over at the possessions chests. Have a good day." And then he left the room. We were called to the chest in the order Sirius listed us in. Dumbledore took his paperwork quickly and tore angrily from the room. Remus sat back down at his place and began to fill out his paperwork. The Lovegoods' also sat back down, but had no paperwork to fill out so they just sat quietly humming to themselves. The Weasleys soon left and Hermione sat back down beside me in the spot Tonks had previously occupied, she smiled and turned straight to her paperwork, no surprises there…

When I was called I was handed a single contract with the Gringotts seal on it. I looked at Griphook. "The letters and contracts from Mr Black's personal collections will be distributed momentarily Mr Potter." Was all he said, as he handed a small portrait to Professor McGonagall; who left soon afterwards.

I sat back down beside opposite everyone else as Griphook came to the table and cleared his throat. "Now for Mr Black's documents and personal effects; firstly letter number one to Mister Harry Potter…" and a letter with a large black 1 in it appeared in front of me. "…Letter number two goes to Miss Hermione Granger… a similar letter appeared in front of Hermione. "Letter number three to Mister Remus Lupin. Letter number four to Miss Luna Lovegood and finally letter number five to Mister Potter… Now onto the contracts; copies of contract sixty nine to Mister Lovegood and Mister Potter and contract number seventy to Mister Potter. That concludes our business for today the contracts are being copied and owled to you, as those are the bank's file copies; letter may be brought with you. I shoved the letters in my pocket and left the contracts. I needed some time to think, and probably digest what is in these letters first before I read them.

I walked out of Gringotts and into the sunny warmth of Diagon Alley. I started to walk down the street, when I say Luna just a little bit ahead of me. I called out to her as I was passing Olivander's shop when I heard a loud bang and everything went black…

A/N: That the prologue done. What did you think? Please review and tell me. Chapter 1 coming soon.

-Slygrifflepuffclaw