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Chapter Eight: A trip to the Alley.

Harry awoke the next morning, only to find that Ginny wasn't with lying with him. Panic instantly ran through out it him. Suddenly, Ginny's voice filled his head, 'Harry, Harry what's wrong are you alright?' Harry breathed a sigh of relief at hearing her voice. 'I was worried about you. You weren't next to me when I woke up. I thought something bad happened.' Ginny giggled through the bond; Harry, suddenly aware of how stupid that sounded, blushed.

'I'm sorry Harry, I heard your aunt get up and I decided that I wanted to help her out this morning. I didn't mean to worry you.'

'It's okay Gin; just don't scare me like that again. Next time, just tell me you're getting up.'

'Okay Harry. I will. You just looked so peaceful, that I didn't want to wake you up until breakfast.' Harry could understand this. There have been times where he didn't want to wake Ginny either. 'I'll be down in ten minutes. I'm going to take a show and get dressed.'

'Okay Harry, hurry up though, breakfast is almost ready, and your cousins staring at me again." Harry laughed. 'Gin, I don't think you need my help with that one, you could always just asking him why he's starting at you.' Ginny was quiet for a moment; she really didn't want to know the answer. Harry hopped into the shower and suddenly, he heard Ginny's voice in his head again. 'What if he has some sick crush on me though?' Harry laughed again, 'Gin, I know you; you would put him in his rightful place. Don't worry about it, I'm almost done.' Harry continued to take his shower, laughing at the thought of Ginny slapping Dudley in the face if he tried anything. That was one good thing about Ginny; she would always be able to take care of herself. That and he knew that she was loyal, not saying that he thought she would ever cheat on him, he knew better than that. Harry was finishing up his shower when he heard someone come into the bathroom; he knew right away who it was.

"Gin, what's going on?" Ginny, panting very heavily, had to take a few seconds before replying, "You're uncles gone bonkers, Harry. I asked Dudley why he was staring at me, and all he said was that I was pretty. After hearing that Vernon lost it, saying that I put Dudley under some kind of spell, that his son would never say such things. He's horrid Harry." Harry grabbed the towel that was sitting on the rack; he put it around his waist and climbed out of the shower. When he did, he saw Ginny shaking with fear. Not only could Harry see that she was frightened, he could feel it as well. He had never seen her so scared, well except, maybe after the Chamber of Secrets. Harry bent down to face Ginny; he took her hands and lifted her up to him. Ginny buried her face in Harry's chest; she didn't cry or stammer, she just was being comforted.

"Ginny, why did you get so scared?" Harry asked. Not really sure what he could say to the frightened girl. He wanted to know, but he wasn't sure how he could have asked her any differently. Ginny sighed, she didn't want to seem like a coward to Harry, and she wanted to be strong for him.

"I've never experience such hatred before. He got all red in the face. Harry, I could actually see his veins in his face pulsating. I know I could have hexed him if he tried to hurt me, but it was just the anger. I just reminded me or Tom." Harry now, fully understood why his wife was so frightened. He knew that Ginny's experience in the Chamber had left scares on her; he just never knew how bad it was, until now. Fury and anger soon filled the bond, Harry, no longer afraid to go up against his uncle, had some few choice words for him. Ginny, began to get frightened again, but at the same time, flattered that Harry would get so protective of her. Why wouldn't he though, he was her soul mate.

Harry led Ginny back into their room; he sat Ginny softly on the bed. He grabbed his trunk under the bed and pulled out some fresh cloths for the day. He pulled on a fresh pair of boxers under his towel. He grabbed his old, over-sized jeans, and shirt; he slid both on. After he was finished getting dressed, he grabbed Ginny's hand and said, "Come on." Ginny slowly nodded and followed Harry's lead.

They walked down the stairs, into the small entry way, and towards the kitchen. Vernon was still screaming at his wife and son, "I WILL NOT HAVE MY SON UNDER SOME STUPID LOVE SPELL, BY THAT FILFY FREAK. I WANT THEM OUT PETUNIA! NOW!" Harry had heard enough. He walked into the kitchen; Ginny's fear was fueling his anger. Petunia, Dudley and Vernon, all turned to look at the young couple. Harry's face went cold and dark, as he turned to his uncle. 'Ginny, go stand by aunt Petunia. She won't let anything happen to you.' Ginny did as Harry directed her. Petunia grabbed Ginny and pulled her into her side. This only seemed to fuel Vernon's rage even more. Harry in a perfectly calm voice said to his outraged uncle. "How dare you talk about my wife like that? Did it ever occur to you that maybe Dudley thinks that she's an attractive woman, without any use of magic? Ginny never used a love potion on him." Vernon just looked at his nephew. Never before has he ever stuck up for himself.

"JUST HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT BOY?" Vernon screamed at Harry. Harry smiled, as he did he turned around to see that Ginny wasn't as scared as she once was. Not only was his aunt protecting her, she was also protecting Dudley too. Turing around to face his uncle again, he said, "Look behind me, look at her. Ginny could never use a love potion on anyone but me. Even then, she wouldn't need too. I would know if she fancied Dudley; she doesn't. She's my wife, and you owe her an apology." Vernon didn't say anything to his nephew; instead he just walked out the door and went to work. Harry never took his eyes off his uncle, in case he did something to Ginny.

Ginny released herself from Petunia and walked over to Harry. She placed her hands around his face to make him look at her; instead of the door. "Harry, it's okay now, we're all okay." She said to him. Harry slowly calmed down, the rage in him, began to disappear as soon as Ginny touched him. He nodded at her; she placed a tender kiss on his cheek, and began massaging his face. Harry, soon found comfort in her touch, with every movement of her hand, he felt more relaxed. Harry took in a deep breath and said to his family, "Sirius and the Order are going to want to know about this." Harry looked over at his frightened aunt and cousin.

"Don't worry, we won't tell them that you had anything to do with this. We'll tell them that you protected me, Petunia." Ginny said, as she did, Petunias face softened. "Harry, I'm so sorry for this. I tried to calm him down, but the more I defended Ginny, the more he got upset." Dudley said to him. Harry looked over at his overweight cousin.

"I know Dudley, Vernon's never going to accept us. Thank you for sticking up for Ginny." Dudley nodded at his cousin. Harry looked over at his aunt and said, "So, what's for breakfast?" Everyone in the room began to laugh at Harry's question. He wasn't really hungry, he just wanted to defuse the tension in the room; it worked.

Dudley and Harry walked over to the table, as Ginny and Petunia walked over with plates of food. Ginny and Petunia made a glorious breakfast, full of eggs, sausage, toast, and pancakes, along with some fresh squeezed orange juice. Ginny walked over and sat next to Harry, and as usual, she pilled food on both plates, while Harry filled their glasses.

"This looks really great, thanks Gin, Aunt Petunia." Both girls nodded their heads and said thank you. Harry began eating when Hedwig flew into the kitchen. Petunia let out a small scream, which Harry found amusing. Harry walked over to the snowy owl and took the parchment attached to her leg. On the envelope, there was three capitol W's.

"It's from Fred and George, most likely telling me about some new products their working on." Harry said. Harry walked back to the dining room table, and opened the letter. He read aloud,

Dear Prongs Jr.

Just found out that you will be going to Diagon Alley this afternoon. We were hoping that you might like to join us for a business adventure. Being as you're our sole investor, we would like to discuss with you the possibility of getting our own store here in the Alley. Let us know when and if we can met this afternoon. Hope that you're taking care of our precious Snowflake.

The Trouble Makers Inc.

"'The Trouble Makers' that about sums them up." Ginny said, Harry looked over and let out a loud laugh. "Yeah, I guess it does. Do you want to go see them?" Harry asked, Ginny's face lite up with joy as she nodded

"Who's Prongs Jr.?" Petunia asked. Harry looked over to his and replied,"Me, and Ginny's Snowflake. We use code names. My dad and his friends sort of started it I guess. My dad's code name was Prongs, and so that's why they call me that." Petunia didn't look less confused. Ginny let out a small giggle.

"It's complicated Petunia. Two of the brothers I have, are twins, and their pranksters. They started this company called 'Weasleys' Wizard Weezes' and Harry gave them some of his prize money to start out their business." Ginny said. Petunia looked from Ginny over to her nephew. "That was very generous of you Harry, but what prize money." Harry didn't really feel like explaining the Triwizard tournament to his aunt. So Ginny, being who she was, answered for him, "Harry was in this tournament back in his fourth year at Hogwarts. It's a particularly dangerous tournament. Normally, Harry shouldn't even have been entered in the competition, mainly because it was only for students over the age of seventeen." Ginny stated. Petunia looked even more confused, so Ginny continued, "A dark wizard pretended to be someone else, and put Harry's name in the goblet. The rest is for Harry to discuss when he wishes to, but the main point is, that Harry and someone else both won the tournament." Petunia looked impressed with her nephew. For the first time, Harry felt proud of the Triwizard Tournament. It wasn't something that he liked to think about, mostly because of Cedric's death.

"Well, it sounds like you do have some crazy adventures at this school of yours." Petunia said. Harry had to admit that one. So far, he had never had a normal year at Hogwarts. He suddenly envied Ginny, and the rest of his schoolmates. He didn't really like to put himself in danger, but he had to do what was right.

"You could say that I guess." Harry said. Petunia didn't press the matter any farther. She didn't blame her nephew for not wanting to open up to her, especially after this morning. Harry's guard was only down for one person, and that was Ginny. Sure, he was close with Ron and Hermione, but not as near as he was with Ginny.

Petunia continued talking to Ginny and Harry about their life at Hogwarts and about Ginny in particular. Ginny told her everything, from al her crazy brothers, to her mums over bearing concern for her, to her love of Quidditch; which she had to explain in full detail about the sport. She even told her that Harry was one of the youngest Seekers at Hogwarts in over a century. Petunia seemed to be very impressed by her nephew at this point.

As breakfast was clearing, Harry ran up the stairs and sent a reply to Fred and George saying that they would meet them at two in the afternoon outside of Gringrotts Bank. A few minutes later, Ginny came up to the room. Harry hadn't notice she walked in, his thoughts were somewhere else entirely. Ginny walked up behind him, draped her arms around his neck and asked, "What's going on in that head of yours Harry?" Harry smiled and rested his head on Ginny's arm.

"You." Was all that he said. Harry couldn't tell what Ginny's facial expression was; he knew through the bond that she was happy.

"What about me, Harry?" Ginny asked. Harry smiled and said, "Everything, how happy you've made me for the last couple of days, how you're always there for me when I need you. Ginny, you're the most amazing person I've ever met. I don't know what I'd do without you." Ginny had tears slowly streaming down her face as she heard Harry's true feelings on her. It was something that she always wanted to hear, for her to have that big of an impact on him, made her life seem more at ease. Harry turned around in his chair to see Ginny crying, not tears of sadness, but tears of joy. Harry let out a small laugh and said, "Come here Gin." He patted his lap for her to sit; she complied, and wrapped one of her arms around Harry's neck.

"Ginny, I can't even remember a time where I have been this happy, and I know it sounds stupid, but I think you're the reason my aunt and cousin are treating me better. I like that their trying to make up for what they did in the past. You being here makes it seem like all the bad things were worth it." Harry said. Ginny smiled shyly.

Harry suddenly had the urge to kiss her, and not just a peck on the cheek that they had been giving each other, but a proper kiss. He took his free hand, and started to caress Ginny's cheek. Ginny, suddenly realized what Harry was about to do; her heart slowly started beating loudly. Harry started to lean up towards Ginny's face, his hand moved to the back of her head. His lips, soon found her mouth; he placed a tender kiss on her soft, warm lips. Both felt a strike of electricity through the bond.

Harry deepened the kiss, only just a bit. He never felt more alive than he did at that moment. To have Ginny, a girl who he truly cared about, kissing him back, made everything worthwhile. After a few seconds or maybe it was minutes, Harry broke the kiss. Ginny's face was blazing with happiness.

The two remand like that for a few minutes longer, just being perfectly content sitting there; staring into each other's eyes. Out of the corner of the room, both Harry and Ginny heard someone clearing their throat. Both turned to see Sirius standing there in the entry way of the bedroom.

"Wow Harry, only fifteen, and you've gone farther than I had when I was your age." Ginny blushed, along with Harry, which only added to Sirius's teasing. "You know, just because you're married, doesn't mean that you can just go 'all the way'" Ginny shook her head. She already to hear this conversation once with her brother, she didn't really feel like having it again with her husbands' Godfather, no matter how much she liked Sirius. Ginny, got up from Harry's lap and said, "I'm going to wait downstairs, I'll just let you two talk." She walked out of the room and down the stairs.

"Harry looked over at his chuckling godfather. He rolled his eyes. He swore, sometimes, it seemed that Harry was the adult, and Sirius was the child.

"We aren't shagging. We just kissed." Harry said this didn't satisfy Sirius however. He nodded his head and started walking towards the bed; he sat down.

"Harry, your fifteen, you can't tell me that you don't have those urges for Ginny. Wouldn't blame you if you did." Harry's face turned a bright red. Truth is he had been having some very erotic dreams about her lately. "I just don't think that we're ready for something like that. We're still just getting to know each other." Harry said Sirius's smile became even wider.

"Kiddo, there's nothing wrong with what you're feeling. Like I said, your fifteen, going on sixteen. You have a beautiful girl in your arms, every night. I would think you would be completely bonkers if you didn't think about shagging her."

"SIRIUS ORION BLACK!" Ginny's voice came from the door way. Sirius's smile soon started to fade away.

"Damn, I thought she was downstairs." Sirius said to Harry. He threw his hands up in the air in defeat. Sirius looked back at Ginny, her temper in full swing, "DON'T YOU START PRESSURING HARRY AND I. You're just like my brothers, when and if Harry and I decide to make love, is none of your business. Now, it's time to leave for Gringrotts." Ginny said as she turned her heel and headed for the stairs again. Sirius looked over at Harry, his smile back on his face as he said, "She wants you kiddo, no girl would get that upset if she didn't." Harry smiled as Sirius added, "I told you those red heads have a temper." In the distance, Harry heard Ginny scream out Sirius's name again, which only made him laugh even more.

"See, terrible temper." Harry laughed, he couldn't help it, and he knew that Sirius was right. Suddenly he remembered what he told Petunia last night. "Umm…Sirius…I told Aunt Petunia that she could come with us to Diagon Alley. Is that alright?" Sirius's smile went into complete shock. It took a moment for Sirius to respond, "Yeah, that sounds great. She's really turned around for you two, hasn't she?" Harry nodded at his godfather. "Well then, we should get going." Harry and Sirius walked down the stairs into the living room. Harry looked at a semi-angry Ginny. Even though she was mad at Sirius, he still found it amusing.

"I'm not sure how this stuff works, Harry. What am I supposed to do?" Before Harry could respond to his aunt's comment, Sirius answered her question, "its okay Petunia, you can come along with me." Harry and Ginny looked shocked, their mouths hung open. Sirius let out a roaring laugh.

"What, it's not like we can really explain it to her. Besides, it will be a lot easier if we just get there." Harry just nodded. Sirius took Petunia by the hand, and led her into the fire place. Harry handed him the pot off floo powder.

"DIAGON ALLEY" Sirius shouted. Green flames surrounded the too, and disappeared into the flames. Harry than took Ginny's hand and repeated Sirius's lead.

The four of them found themselves in the Leaky Caldron. Harry, Ginny, and Petunia, followed Sirius to the back of the pub. Sirius took out his wand and put in the magical combination. No matter how many times Harry had seen it; he was still amazed by the moving bricks. Petunia, didn't look frightened, she just looked amazed, as well as, shocked.

"Welcome Aunt Petunia, to Diagon Alley." Harry said. He had to admit, he liked his aunt showing a maternal side for him. He liked the fact that he could share this with one of his relatives. Petunia smiled, her eyes were filled with wonder, and amazement. Harry chuckled to himself. He remembered all too well, his first trip to the Alley. Though the streets were more filled with witches and wizards back then. The fact that Voldemort was back, made even the Aurors, a bit on edge.

Harry, Ginny, Petunia, and Sirius, all walked down the street, until they came to the big white building known as, Gringrotts Wizard Bank. Petunia's mouth hung open at the size of the building. 'I wonder what she's going to do when she sees the goblins' Ginny said Harry chuckled to himself. They walked in and Petunia, almost looked like she was frightened. Harry put his arm on his aunt's shoulders. "It's okay Petunia, they won't hurt you." Harry said reassuringly. Petunia nodded. They reached one of the tellers, "Mr. and Mrs. Potter are here to see Ranhook." Sirius said in his most respectable voice. The younger goblin looked at the four of them and nodded.

"Follow me please." The goblin said politely. The four of them did as they were told. Harry and Ginny side by side, followed by Petunia and Sirius.

'What do you think they want to talk to us about, Harry?' Ginny asked through the bond. Harry shrugged, 'I'm not sure Ginny. We'll find out in two seconds though' Ginny nodded. They reached the door that read Ranhooks name on the front, under it had read 'Senior Manager, Gringrotts Bank' The goblin knocked on the door and entered the room.

"Mr. Rankook sir, Mr. and Mrs. Potter are here to see you." Ranhook looked up to see the two young wizards standing in front of the door.

"Come in, come in. What a pleasure it is to see you again Mr. Potter." Ranhook said excitedly. Harry and Ginny walked in and sat down in front of the goblins wide desk. Petunia and Sirius sat beside them.

"Thank you, sir." Harry said. Ranhook looked at Harry, than his young wife that sat beside him. The two seemed to perfect for each other. The young witch seemed to be much more than just fourteen. Her presence was calm and serene. Harry seemed to mirror her, in every way. His attitude was calm and cordial. He always knew that Harry Potter wasn't like other wizards that he worked with; he actually cared about other magical creatures, like himself.

"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Potter, like I said in my letter to you the other day, we have a lot to discuss in this meeting." Harry and Ginny nodded.

"Please sir, call me Harry, and this is Ginny." Ranhook nodded in understanding.

"Well, let's get down to business than, shall we?" All four of them nodded in agreement. "Now, Harry, we will first turn to your parents will. There's a lot to discuss. First off, your parents were very well off, if I might say so. You know that your father was from the Gryffindor line correct?" Harry nodded, so Ranhook continued. "That, well, is a very old line, and well, as you can imagine, a very wealthy line. The Gryffindor vault is valued at ten billion gallons." Harry and Ginny looked at each other in shock, mouths hung open. They heard someone gasp and chuckle.

"Yes, quite a bit of money. I dare say you two will never have to work a day in your life. As for the Potter vault, its estimated around five million gallons. Then, we come to the Merlin vault. This is the oldest vault that Gringrotts has. I cannot tell you what's in the vault, because, well to be honest Harry, we have no idea."

"How's that possible? I thought that all goblins knew what were in their client's vaults." Ginny asked.

"That's true Ginny; however, this vault is so old that we no longer have record of it. It can only be opened by the true heir of Merlin himself." Both Harry and Ginny, could understand why Merlin only wanted his heir to be able to access his vault. They made a mental note to each other. They had to go explore the vault in question after the meeting.

"Now, as for your estates. Your parents had three major homes. Potter Castle or more commonly known as Potter Manor, the cottage at Godric's Hallow, and a small beach cottage on the shores of France. They left this all to you." Harry sighed, what was he going to do with three houses? Harry instead, just nodded. Ranhook handed Harry a ring. It was gold, and in middle of the ring was a black and white crest. On the crest were three white stars, on top of the shield held an image of a roaring lion. Sirius walked over to Harry, he saw the ring and placed his hand on his godsons' shoulders.

"That's the Potter family crest, Harry. Back in the old days, every wizarding family had a family ring with their crest. The only members allowed to wear the rings were the head of that house. James got it the day his parents died. Lily got hers that day too." At that, Ranhook handed Ginny her new family crest. She slowly reached her hand out to take the small ring from the goblin. Her thoughts racing, she was head of the Potter family now. She was really Harry's wife, somehow, it didn't feel real until that moment.

Ginny studied the ring, it was similar to her husbands. Instead of a gold band however, hers was silver. Her chest was the same however, instead of a roaring lion, hers was a lioness, which she thought was fitting. Ginny hadn't realized that tears were slowly flowing down her face and Harry's grip on her hand had tightened.

'Love, what's wrong? Don't you like it?' Harry asked. Ginny looked over at her husband.

'No, Harry that's not it. I love this ring; it's just, now I really feel like I really am your wife. I just feel like I was dreaming this whole time, or something like that. It's just really over whelming.' Harry knew were Ginny was coming from. She had been raised on stories about him, and he knew how she felt about him. To him, the ring was something that his father had owned. It meant just that to him, a reminder of his family and his father. However, when Ginny said that they rings were of them being head of the Potter House, it finally hit him as well. He was married too. It didn't feel real until that moment.

'Gin, I understand, believe me, I do. But believe me when I say this Gin, I really like the fact that YOU'RE my wife. I couldn't imagine anyone else.'

'You mean that Harry?' Ginny asked, somehow, doubting her husband, even though she knew that he was telling her the truth.

'You know I do Ginny. I like the fact that you're going to be wearing my mother's ring. Can I put it on you?' Harry asked. Ginny smiled and nodded. She held out her left hand for him. Harry took the smaller ring from her, and slid on her a ring finger of her left hand. Harry handed Ginny his ring, and she did the same.

Not really sure how much time had passed since their conversation began, Harry looked at Ranhook and asked, "Is there anything else that you need to talk to us about?" Ranhook shook his head.

"Just a few signatures from you and Ginny, than our business will be complete." Ranhook stated. He handed both Harry and Ginny some forms, which they signed. The new deeds to the estates, as well as the claiming of the Potter and Gryffindor vaults. The Merlin vault needed proof for documents to stick.

"As of this moment, Harry and Ginny are now head of The Most Noble House of Potter. We look forward to working with you both in the future. Now, is there anything else I can do for you today Harry?" Harry looked over at Ginny, Sirius and Petunia.

"Yes, I would like to explore my vaults, if you would like to join us, I would be happy for the company." Ranhook's face lit up with glee and excitement. He always wanted to know what was in the Merlin Vault.

"Certainly, Harry, I would be honored to accompany you. Shall we proceed?" Harry nodded and followed the excited goblin, along with Ginny, Sirius and Petunia.

A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to update. I hope I didn't lose any loyal readers. I just started a management job. I'm going to try and update every weekend though. I really hope that you guys like this chapter. Oh and don't worry about Ginny's lack of courage in the chapter, believe me it was just this one time. I wanted to show a weak side to her. Please review and let me know what your thoughts are on this chapter

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