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Authors Note: Now I had a few reviews with this story and some of my other stories that they are cliché, well I would like to point out that because there are so many Harry Potter stories out there, it is hard to find a story that isn't cliché. Let's point out some of these clichés:

Rich: Now from what we know about the Potter family, they are an old family and from what I remember, James didn't need to work a day in his life. So it isn't that hard to see Harry didn't need to work either, and add to the fact Sirius - who was from the Black Family who was also old and rich - left Harry nearly everything, it's expected for people to assume that Harry quite wealthy.

Powers: When J.K Rowling wrote the Harry Potter story, she only scratched the surface of what magic could do if it was real. So it is natural for people to add to her work, and give Harry and the other characters in the story crazy powers.

Powerful/Godlike: Well let’s see the facts here, apart from Harry doing rituals in a story - which could happen - Harry is already very powerful. In Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry learned the Patronus Charm, which Lupin said that most adults couldn't do and those who could, could only defend themselves against one or two Dementors. But at the end of the book, Harry could defend against a hundred or so Dementors. Lupin explained that this meant that Harry was powerful. So with training, which Rowling didn't think of giving Harry, it isn't that hard to think that Harry could become powerful. If he had done rituals too, it couldn't be too hard to believe that Harry could have become super powerful or godlike. So it isn't that hard for people to write Harry as powerful.

Character Bashing: Now come on, with how Rowling wrote the books, it isn't that hard for people to bash Harry Potter characters. Let me list a few, the easiest two are Snape and Dumbledore: Snape because of the way he treats everyone and Harry especially, in my opinion he makes it difficult for people NOT to bash him. Dumbledore, now he is the easiest character to bash out of the book, apart from maybe Ron. He leaves a defenceless child on a doorstep that McGonagall warned him was the abode of the “worst sort of muggles” that she had ever seen. Also not once did he ever check up on Harry to make sure that he was okay and was treated right. Add to the fact that he brought the Philosopher's Stone into a building full of children, fully knowing that Voldemort was after it and set traps that three first years could pass. It isn't all that hard to bash him either. I could go on with the other characters, but that would take a lot of the story time.

One last thing before I continue the story, I got a PM telling me I should put this story onto AdultFanFiction.net, because he believes that this kind of story should be on that site. I would like to point out that this story and a few others ARE on that site, but because the site is full of slash stories, I also put it here. Yes children read stories on this site, but that is why stories with sex in them are rated M and so children shouldn't be reading them in the first place.

Beta Reader: Gatonio!

Chapter 7!

When Harry entered the waiting room that Kabn led him to, the room was big with a big round table. Around the room there were some smaller tables. As he looked around, he saw a few more people than he originally expected to see. There were five people wearing hoods, whilst the others weren’t. Most of them were talking amongst themselves, whilst others weren't talking at all. As Harry continued to gather whom he recognized, sitting around the big round table he saw the Weasleys, Hermione, Dumbledore and to his immense surprise Snape and McGonagall - they were talking with each other. After learning all that he did recently, it took every ounce of willpower he contained not to let his demon side escape and kill every last one of them apart from McGonagall. Seated with them were also Tonks, Moony and a woman he never met, but she did look like Bellatrix and Narcissa, so he suspected she was another Black or more precisely Andromeda Tonks, Tonks’ mother. Neither of them were talking at all, they were looking sad and upset.

Seated near the back of the room were three people he had never met before, a man, a woman and a teenage girl. The man looked like he was in his mid thirty's, with brown hair and brown eyes. He was holding the lady's hand, who Harry suspected was his wife, she too had brown hair. The teenager was a similar-looking brunette with violet eyes and creamy skin; Harry suspected she was the daughter. None of them were talking, they were just sitting with blank expressions on their faces.
br>Around another small table was the last person he wanted to see, and that was Draco bloody Malfoy. Seeing that he was a member of Sirius's family. He was looking very smug, if Harry hazarded a guess, it was because he thought he would be the new Lord Black and inherits everything that came with the title. Harry couldn’t help but smirk to himself, knowing that that wouldn't happen seeing as he was the new Lord Black. Next to him was his mother, Narcissa Malfoy. He was taken aback by her, the last time that he had seen her, she looked every bit of the forty-five year old that he knew she was. But now though, she looked like she was in her early thirty's, and she looked very appreciable, though somewhat sad. Although he knew it wasn't the right time to think such things, he couldn't help to think how much he would like to fuck her then and there.

As he shook his head such thoughts from his mind, he heard Kabn say to everyone, “Witches and Wizards, Director Ragnok sends his apologizes, but something has come up that he needs to attend to, so the Will Reading for the late Lord Sirius Black well be running a little late today,” and with that Kabn left before anyone could say anything.

Harry heard Draco say with a sneer, “How dare the goblin make us wait, we have better things to do than wait here all day for the filthy creature. Anyway, we all know that I'll be the new Lord Black anyway, so we should get it over and done with now and save everyone’s time.”

“Draco my foolish friend,” Harry said to him with a sneer as he walked up to him and his mother, to give Narcissa his condolences, “First off you really should think twice before disrespecting the goblins in the bank, although you don’t like them, they run the place that houses your fortune and if they ever feel that they have had enough of you and other purebloods, they can make your lives a living hell,” seeing Draco was going to say something, probably along the lines of ‘my father won’t allow it’, he added “For example, they could freeze your accounts and then call back any and all outstanding loans you might have, and seeing as you can’t access your money you would be in trouble and might have to sell everything you have to pay up until you’re left worse off than the Weasleys whom you’ve shown ample contempt for in the past because of their poverty,” this shut Draco up, as he realized the truth behind Harry's words.

With that bit of advice dispensed, he turned and faced Narcissa and said what he had originally come over to say, “Greetings Lady Malfoy, I would like to pass my condolences over the death of your cousin Lord Black. Can I ask? Were the two of you close?”

“Thank you, Mr. -?” asked a thankful Narcissa with a half-hearted sneer, not once did any of the people in the room give their condolences for her loss of a family member.

“Forgive my rudeness,” Harry said politely, “You'll find out my name later, but for now you may call me Salazar,” at this Harry couldn't help but smirk at his own cheek. He had ensured that several people present would now be attempting to decipher his identity, but by calling himself Salazar no one, in their right minds, would ever think he was Harry Potter.

“Thank you Salazar for your consideration,” said Narcissa, who smiled at the name that the hooded person gave her, and sadly said, “I'm sorry to say Sirius and I weren't as close as we used to be in the latter parts of our lives. Mainly because of whom I married and subsequently his incarceration in Azkaban prison prevented us from gaining an opportunity to ever bridge that gap.”

“I'm sorry to hear that Lady Malfoy,” Harry said sadly, “When you learn who I am, if you ever need help, please don't hesitate to ask,” and with that he bowed and begun to walk off, when a idea came to his mind.

To piss Draco off, he would call him a name that Pansy called him but he hated with a passion, “Oh and Dracy-poo there is a Muggle saying, ‘don't count your eggs until they hatch’, meaning you may not become Lord Black,” and with that Harry stalked off leaving an infuriated Draco and his amused mother in his wake. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Draco's fingers twitching towards his robe-pocket, as if he wanted to strangle Harry for what he had just said.

Harry now proceeded towards his second target: Dumbledore and his minions. Walking up to them, he heard Ron say, “I'm telling you Hermione, he is nothing but a Dark Wizard, why else would he talk to the Malfoys?”

“I think you're talking about me,” Harry said calmly as he sat down at the table, “If you must know, I'm not friends with them or their lot, although I wouldn't mind getting to know Narcissa a bit better,” Harry said lustfully to his and everyone else's surprise and Ron’s slight disgust, “I was just giving her my condolences for the loss of her cousin, I don't think anyone gave her that basic respect judging by her shock.

“Now that reminds me,” facing Tonks and the person he thought was her mother, he asked politely making everyone there think he didn't know the Tonks’, “I believe that you're Mrs. Tonks and you are Nymphadora Tonks,” both ladies gave him nods, but Tonks’ was accompanied with an angry glare for using her first name. But a look from her mother stalled her from voicing her displeasure. “I would like to give you my condolences as well. You could say Sirius and I were friends, and although we didn't talk as much as we would have liked, he told me about you and how much he thought about you.”

“Thank you, Mr?” asked Mrs. Tonks.

“Please forgive me, it seems that I'm forgetting my manners today,” Harry said politely, “You may call me Salazar,” as Harry said this, he registered the incredulity on all the faces around the table, he could also hear Ron whisper to Hermione, “I told you so Hermione, he is nothing but a Dark Wizard.” Harry just shook his head at this and said nothing for now.

“Thank you, Salazar,” responded Mrs. Tonks politely if a bit guardedly, for all she knew the man could be a liar and a blood purist to boot.

“No problem Mrs. Tonks,” Harry said politely, “And if you need anything, please don't be afraid to ask,” and with that he just sat there and begun to think on how to talk about himself without rising any suspicion, so he could learn more of his friends’ thoughts about him.

Harry didn't need to bother, seeing as Ron took the initiative, “If that's all you wanted, you can leave now. We don't want any Dark Wizards sitting near us,” as he said that, he didn't notice the warning looks that people were giving him.

“I'm no Dark Wizard Ronald Weasley,” said Harry, “And I can sit here if I want to, as like you I was invited to Sirius' Will Reading.”

Ron looked at Harry, and whispered angrily, “Just like Potter, thinking he can do whatever he likes,” here there was a few hisses of 'Ronald/Ron,' warning him to be silent, but the fool that Ron was, he didn't catch the warning. So before he could incriminate himself further, Dumbledore stepped in by saying, “Please, Salazar was it, forgive young Mr. Weasley. He has been attacked by some magical brains not too long ago, and sadly as a side effect, he says things that he doesn't mean. But I've been told by the Healers looking at him that it is only temporary and he should be back to normal before school resumes.”

Harry was amazed at how quickly Dumbledore fabricated his cock-and-bull story; he knew from Ron that he didn't see any healers for the attack. All he saw was the School Healer Madame Pomfrey, and she told him that there were not going to be any side effects and he would be fine. Harry knew what Ron was like, talking before thinking, so he knew Ron would tell him what he needed to know. All he needed was to get him riled up, so he said calmly, “That's not true is it Ron? Why don't you tell me what you think of the Boy-Who-Lived?”

“No it isn't I only saw our School Healer, Madame Pomfrey, I am going to be perfectly fine,” said Ron before anyone could stop him, “As for the Wanker-Who-Lived, I hate him. He struts around Hogwarts as if he owns it, and he is the heir to the Potter Fortune and yet he walks around in his dreadful second-hand drab clothing, making people think he is poor. That really pisses me off. I find myself actually agreeing with Snape; he is nothing but an attention-seeking prat, wanting people to feel sorry for him. I bet that the Muggles don’t treat him as badly as he says they do, even if they do, I say they aren’t punishing as much as they should,” at this the room became cold, and everyone was now looking at Ron and Harry.

Whilst Hermione, his family and the Headmaster were trying to warn Ron to stop talking, as they sensed the danger he was in, although they didn’t know why the stranger was so mad at Ron as he didn’t know him. Though they suspected that the stranger didn’t appreciate Ron’s hostile attitude towards his own supposed friend. Dumbledore was worried, as he could feel demonic magic coming from this person and feared what was going to happen next. For the Weasley Twins, they were shocked and ashamed that they were related to Ron, as they knew that Harry wasn’t like that, and had done more for their family then anyone else. Moony and Harry however, wanted nothing more than to tear the asshole apart. For Harry it was because of his demon side wanting vengeance for the betrayal. For Moony it was his inner wolf demanding retribution for the betrayal of a member of his pack. But both man and wolf knew that if they did what they wanted, they would be killed or sent away so that they couldn’t protect their cub. So for now they won’t do anything, but when the time is right, they would get their retribution.

“You know, I’m actually glad that the idiot Black is dead,” Ron said foolishly, not realizing the danger he was in, “Now Potter has no-one and that is fine with me. I can’t believe how stupid he is, getting killed by that loser Bellatrix Lestrange? But being here, it must mean that I’m getting a lot of money.”

When he said that, the room got even colder, and it took everything that Moony and Harry had not to kill Ron. So with gritted teeth, Harry asked Ron, “If that is how you feel about Potter, why the hell are you still friends with him!”

Hermione, his family and the Headmaster tried to stop Ron from saying anything more, knowing that if he does, should the stranger meet Harry and tell him what he learnt, everything would be ruined. Dumbledore wanted nothing more but to cast a spell on Ron to stop him talking. But he knew that should he do that, the goblins would kill him for doing magic in their bank. So like always, Ron took no heed of their warnings nor of the danger he was in, so he said smugly, “If it wasn’t for Potter’s fame and Dumbledore paying me to spy on him with Potters money no less, I wouldn’t be his friend. Why would I want to be a friend to a scarhead like him? There is nothing special about him apart from defeating You-Know-Who. I think I can say that if it wasn’t for Dumbledore paying most of my family and Hermione, I don’t think any of us would want to have anything to do with him.”

The atmosphere in the room was now chilling and a dark red aura appeared around Harry and his magic started to crackle. Everyone who heard what was going on, was shocked at how he reacted, this person didn’t know Potter and so had no reason to react this way. Those who didn’t hear what was going on; wondered what made this person angry enough for his magic to crackle the way it was. But everyone had the same feeling though, they were afraid at what would happen next. Facing Hermione and the rest of the Weasleys, Harry hissed almost snake like, “Isss thisss how you treat sssomeone who sssaved your sssorry assssess, from what I’ve read, Potter’s done nothing for you to treat him like thisss. Ssso tell me, why did you do thisss, why treat sssomeone like thisss?”

Showing more bravery then she really felt, Molly said “What concern is it of yours? You don’t even know the brat. He is nothing but a nuisance, and if it wasn’t for the money Dumbledore gave and the deal we’ve got with him, I wouldn’t have anything to do with Potter. I have more than enough children to look after, do you really think I want another one?”

“What concccern isss it of mine, what concccern isss it of yours?” asked Harry snake like, and as he removed his hood he hissed, “It’sss my concccern, asss I am Potter,” as he said that, people saw his eyes were burning with green fire and magic rolled off him. Looking towards Hermione, he was more upset then angry for her to spy on him, he thought that she would be the one person always on his side no matter what. It also hurt him because he fancied her, and if the marriage contract was just a rumour, he hoped to ask her out. But now, after this betrayal, he wasn’t sure if he could, as he no longer trusted her. Angrily, he hissed, “Why Hermione, why ssspy on me? I underssstand Ron, he isss a jealousss asssshole, but you, I thought I could trussst you.”

“You can trust me Harry,” Hermione sobbed. She knew it was wrong to report things back on Harry, but she thought she was helping him. She cared for him a lot, even fancied him, but now as he looked at her in hate and anger, she knew he wouldn’t want her. But she had to try and mend her friendship if she could, he was her only friend and she didn’t know what she would do if she lost it. So she tried to justify herself, “I spied on you to protect you. The Headmaster came to me and asked me to make sure that you didn’t do anything dangerous, and to make sure that nothing happened to you. Seeing how danger always finds you if you’re looking for it or not, I agreed to do so, not because of the money, but to protect you. You’re my first friend, and I didn’t want to lose you and would do anything to keep you safe, even spy if necessary. Please Harry forgive me, you have my word that I haven’t touched the money, please Harry forgive me.”

“Hermione I can’t, I just can’t do that, your betrayal is too much,” said Harry. Although he understood where she was coming from, he just couldn’t forgive her for what she had done. She KNEW how he felt about betrayal and things being kept from him and yet she had done just that. “I just can’t forgive you Hermione, maybe someday I might, but I can’t do so any time soon as you’ve hurt me too much.”

Hermione hugged him and tried to beg him for forgiveness, but Harry pushed her off saying “You know Hermione, I really liked you and that’s why it hurts so much. You knew I would have done anything for you. I liked you and you stabbed me in the back Hermione,” as he said that, Hermione dropped onto the floor and began to cry, as her heart broke. Professor McGonagall came approached her and hugged the poor girl, although she hated it, McGonagall understood why Harry acted the way he did. She was shocked that Harry’s friends, the Weasleys and Albus had done him.

Moony and the Weasley Twins were appalled with the recent developments. The Twins were ashamed to be Weaselys, all their lives they were taught to treat people fairly and equally, but here their family was doing everything but that - they didn't know what to do. Moony though, when he heard what was done to his cub, the wolf within him who wanted to tear into Ron, now wanted to tear into all that betrayed his cub.

Before anyone could say anything else, Dumbledore decided to make his move and try and recover this before it got too out of hand than it already did. “Harry my boy,” Dumbledore began, “Please understand that whatever I have done is in your -”

That was all he could say before Harry cut him off by hissing “It'sss Lord Potter to you Dumbledore,” seeing the shock on Dumbledore's face, he added, “Yesss Headmassster, I know that I'm Lord Potter and that you have been hiding my heritageee. More importantly about my mother’sss heritageee,” seeing Dumbledore’s face pale, Harry added, “Yesss I know what my mother wasss. I alssso know about my mother'sss vault that ssshe left me, and about the othersss my parent'sss collectively left me. I alssso have a rough idea of what you have planned for me. It isss your luck that we ssshare a common enemy or elssse, I would have made you pay for your duplicity sssooner. Asss they sssay, the enemy of my enemy isss my friend. But be warned Headmassster, when Riddle isss dealt with, I'll deal with you.”

Kabn chose that moment to re-enter the room and said, “Once again Director Ragnok apologizes for the wait, but he is ready to commence with the late Lord Black's Will Reading. So please follow me to Conference Room Five,” and so with that Kabn left the room and everyone followed him to the Conference Room Five.

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The goblin led them down a hallway, to a set of large stone doors, and as he opened them, everyone entered the room. But Harry waited behind for a few more moments, to gain more control of his rage, as he didn't know what would happen in the room if he didn’t. He didn't want to give the Ministry a reason to send him to Azkaban. So once he thought he was calm enough, he entered the Conference Room, but as he did so, he knew at once that his control over his anger would be tested. The fool of a Minister, Fudge, with a few Aurors around him and some reporters, was standing there trying to look imperious and imposing, but among the reporters Harry spotted the one he DIDN'T want to see: Rita Skeeter.

He entered amidst the sound of Director Ragnok listing off names, the first lot were the Blacks, then the Weasleys, McGonagall, Dumbledore and then him. Not once did he call Snape's name, which made Harry smile, as he could kick him out. But before his name was called, he looked around the room and noted it was a fancy looking room, with a huge round table. He also saw six goblins with spears, standing behind Ragnok. While Harry waited for his name to be called, he began to think about how he would deal with the people that he didn't want there. Just before his name was called, an idea worthy of a Slytherin came to mind. Sure he could just order them to leave OR he could exact revenge on some of them in the most humiliating way possible.

He finally heard, “Harry Potter?”

“Here Director Ragnok.” He responded lightly.

“Now before the Will of Lord Sirius Black is read,” Director Ragnok begun, “I would inform all of you who are unaware, you may NOT perform magic unless you have asked beforehand or you are defending another from grievous physical harm. It'll be an instant death sentence to anyone who raises their wand with an untoward intention while seated in these halls. Now one last thing,” and with that the Director looked at Harry and said, “Lord Potter, as the main benefactor to the Lord Black’s Will, is there anyone you don't want in this Will Reading.”

“Yes there is Director,” said Harry, “But seeing that the ones I would want to have removed are named in the Will, I'll remove the ones that aren't named. The first I request to be evicted is Severus Snape.”

“How arrogant are you Potter, just like your father,” Snape begun to say, “I'm here as the Headmaster wants -”

“Shut up Snape!” shouted Harry, “Now that I am Lord Potter, should you continue to insult my father, I can kill you for the honour of the family and not be sent to Azkaban,” as Harry said this, Snape paled at how Harry looked at him. It reminded him how Voldemort looked when he said he would kill someone, so Snape knew Harry wasn't kidding that he would kill him. “And as for the Headmaster wanting you here, what he wants doesn't hold a knut’s worth. You're not in Sirius's Will so you're not really needed, and I don't want you here so leave before I ask the goblins to remove you.”

“Why you little brat,” was all Snape was able to say before the six goblins that were standing behind Ragnok quickly approached him and pointed their spears threateningly. Following this byplay, Snape was unceremoniously led out of the room by the aforementioned spear-wielding and fang-bearing goblins.

As the doors shut, Dumbledore said, “Harry was that really necessary? I asked Snape here because -”

“I told you Headmaster, it's Lord Potter or would you prefer I called you by your first name Albus,” Harry interrupted, “Next I don't care what reason you had for Snape being here, he wasn't named in the Will nor did I want him here, so yes it was necessary.”

Everyone looked stunned in the face of the ruthless disregard Harry err, Lord Potter talked to Ablus Dumbledore with, onlookers who previously thought that these two people got along. But they were afraid to even ask anything, lest the Lord evict them from the chambers as well. But Fudge and the reporter decided to remember it for later use, who knew, maybe they could be able to use it to their advantage?

Seeing that no-one was going to ask why he didn't want Snape, he sighed disappointedly that no one took his bait. But before he could get rid of the next person, a person who he knew would react badly to being told what to do, he heard Madam Bones say, “What a charming man.”

“That is his best day,” said Harry, “Normally he is much worse than that.”

“What do you mean worse than that?” asked Madam Bones.

“Har, I mean Lord Potter,” said Dumbledore, as he saw the look Harry gave him, “This isn't the time to talk about such things.”

“And why is that Ablus?” asked Madam Bones suspiciously, “What are you trying to hide? Now Lord Potter, please tell me what you mean.”

“Well Madam Bones,” said Harry as he smirked at Dumbledore, who now paled as he knew that Harry had a lot on Snape that he didn't want out. “You see he is much worse at Hogwarts, he treats everyone who isn't Slytherin badly,” as he said this, he hid a smirk as out of his corner of his eye, he saw the reporters writing what he was saying, just as he hoped they would. “He treats me much worse than any of the other students, all because of what my father did to him when they were children. On my very first day, he asked me three questions: What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood? When I said I didn't know, he belittled me by saying ' fame clearly isn't everything.' Then he asked me where to find a bezoar, I said yet again that I didn't know, he belittled me again by saying 'Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh, Potter?' Even though I did, but would you suspect an eleven year old to remember everything. Then the last question was, what was the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane, I said I didn't know but said Hermione knew seeing as her hand was raised. After telling us the answers, he took a point from Gryffindor for my cheek. Then he told us to do a potion from the black board, but he didn't inform us of the importance of why something had to be done in such and such a manner. Also, should I ever deign to defend myself from Snape's belittling about being like my father, an arrogant attention seeking prat, or insulting my father, I'm told off from the Headmaster for doing so.”

Madam Bones couldn't believe what she had just heard, her niece often mentioned how bad Snape was, she assumed she was exaggerating. But to hear it like this made her think otherwise. The questions that Snape asked Lord Potter apart from the question what was the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane, no first year student would be expected to know the answers to. As for Snape’s belittling of Lord Potter and the other students, she couldn't believe that Ablus would keep such a man in the school teaching. Furthermore Albus telling Lord Potter off for when Snape was belittling him or insulting his father, she had to worry if the Headmaster was indeed turning senile with the onset of old age.

But before she could ask Albus this, she heard Lord Potter say, “I also believe that he is the reason for the lack of Aurors, Healers or any other jobs that need the use of NEWT level potions, not only because of the way he teaches, but he also allows Slytherins to sabotage the potions of other students. Consequently, they don't do well in their OWLs and because Snape only allows students who pass their OWLs with an O in his NEWTs class, there aren’t many who get through. And those who do get an O in their OWLs, some don't even want to attend NEWT Potions because of how they were treated by him in the past.”

Now that she thought about it, Madam Bones always wondered why there were less people wanting to be Aurors, Healers or any other jobs any other jobs that need the use of NEWTs level potions, since Snape became the Potions’ Professor. She merely assumed that there was less interest in those careers, she never thought it was because of Snape. So she asked Albus, “So what do you have to say about this Albus? And please don't tell me that Lord Potter is exaggerating things, I heard how Snape treats non-Slytherins,” she wasn't going to say she thought it was an exaggeration too.

Albus paled even more, the brat Potter had done a lot of damage talking about Snape and how he handled his classes. The worse thing was that it was true and most of the information could be found in the school records or by talking to past students. He hated that Potter opened a can of worms as the Muggles would say, that he couldn't close. So with a grandfatherly voice and a twinkle in his eyes, he said, “Amelia, I can't explain why I allow Snape some leeway here, but I can say there's a reason and I can explain it later if that's okay with you.”

“Fine Albus, but be warned if I don't like your reasons, I'll be going to the board of governors to remove Snape from Hogwarts,” warned Madam Bones.

All Albus could do was nod at Madame Bones’ warning.

Ragnok asked continuing with the matter at hand, “Who else would you like to be removed Lord Potter?”

“Next I want Minister Fudge to leave,” said Harry, smirking inwards knowing how Fudge was going to react.

“How dare you tell me to leave,” Fudge said with a sneer, “Who do you think you're talking to Boy? I'm the Minister of Magic, and have the right to be here.”

“I'm talking to a man who is fighting to keep his job, that's who I'm talking to,” Harry said with a smirk. He knew if the fool reacted the way he expected him to his next comment, he would have won this round too. “And seeing that you're not even named within the Will, you have no right to be here, so leave. If you don't I can more or less promise you won't have job in a few days.”

“You've got nothing on me Potter,” Fudge said, thinking that Potter was bluffing, “You're nothing but an attention-seeking brat.”

“Okay be like that Fudge, but don't say I didn't warn you,” Harry said with a smirk, “Let's begin with my second year when some students were being petrified, instead of looking into what was doing this, you sent Hagrid to Azkaban, all because as you said the Ministry of Magic must be seen to be ‘doing something’. You only let Hagrid go when Dumbledore informed you that the beast that was petrifying the students was defeated and the person behind it was also being sorted out. At the end of my third year, when I told you that Sirius was innocent, you took the word of Snape, who was a KNOWN Death Eater and someone who hated Sirius that we were under a Confundus Charm and so were going to give Sirius the Kiss without even a trial. Not once did you do any tests to see if it was true, or use Veritaserum to see if Sirius was innocent,” at this he saw the reporters writing down everything he was saying, Harry had to hide his smirk at this.

“Is this true Minister,” asked Madam Bones, who now was also taking notes, “Were you going to give Lord Black a Kiss without a trial? You do know that everyone is meant to have a trial before they are given the Kiss.”

“Yes I did Amelia,” gulped Fudge, “But you must understand, he killed Peter Pettigrew and twelve Muggles.”

“I would like to add that Sirius was sent to Azkaban without a trial,” Harry said as he hid his smirk as Fudge began to sweat, “If he did you would have learnt that he didn't kill the rat-faced bastard Pettigrew, and that Pettigrew killed the Muggles and not Sirius. If I were you, Madame Bones, I would do a little research to see if Minister Fudge had any ulterior motives for making sure that Sirius Black couldn't prove his innocence.”

“Thank you Lord Potter, and I'll do just that,” said Madam Bones, “I can see that there has been a great miscarriage of justice here, I'll give you my word that I'll look into it soon. I know it won't do much good now, but it'll clear Lord Black's name. I too would like to see what reason the Minister had for not allowing Lord Black a trial, and now,” and with that she turned to look at Dumbledore, “Can you tell me why you allowed a Death Eater to teach at Hogwarts? From what I am gathering, he isn't a very good Professor either.”

Dumbledore glared at Potter, this was his fault, if he stayed at the Dursleys as he should have, he (Dumbledore) wouldn't be in this position now. “Amelia there is more to this than either you or Lord Potter could understand, I need Snape at Hogwarts to -”

“Enough Dumbledore!” Madam Bones interrupted Dumbledore angrily, “As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, your first priority should be to ensure that the students receive a proper education! Having Snape there is not in the best interests of the students!" And then after a few moments of thought, she added "Not to mention that your stupidity in having that atrocious man there has cost St. Mungo's and the Ministry hundreds of possible applicants for the posts of Healers and Aurors! Have you no shame, Albus Dumbledore? You have my word Albus, when I'm done Snape will be out of a job and if I find anything out of order when I look into his past records, I'll cart him off to Azkaban,"

Dumbledore knew he was in quite a conundrum now, with Amelia on the warpath, he knew better than to say any more on the subject lest he be incriminated in some way.

So with that Madam Bones turned to Harry and asked, “Now Lord Potter, I would like to ask you, have you got anything else on Snape or Minister Fudge?”

Harry thought about it, sure he got something else on Snape, but decided he would save that card for later on. But for Fudge, he had a few things on him and was more than happy to inform Madam Bones about what he had on him. So hiding a smirk he went on to say “I do have something else on him, at the end of my fourth year we found out that Mad-Eye Moody was a fake, he was Bartemius Crouch, Jr. using Polyjuice Potion. We also found out that he was the one that put my name in the Triwizard Cup, so he could send me to Voldemort during the third task. Instead of finding out what was going on, he had Crouch Jr. Kissed without trial.”

“Aurors,” Madam Bones sneered angrily at the Aurors, “Take Minister Fudge into custody for questioning for the unauthorized use of the Kiss and interfering in the cause of justice, please take him away,” as she said that the extra Aurors that were there, took Fudge away. Then looking towards Harry, she said, “Thank you Lord Potter for bringing this to my notice, if there is anything else you can tell me I would appreciate it.”

“There is one thing you would like to know and it involves Umbridge,” Harry began with a hidden smirk, “You see he was the one who sent her to Hogwarts and approved of everything that she did during her brief tenure, from what she told me he was aware of it all. He knew about her use of Blood Quills on children for detention,” as he said that, he showed his scars from the damn quills, “Along with that she sent the Dementor that attacked me and my cousin last year.”

“WHAT!” shouted Madam Bones angrily, “That vile woman used Blood Quills on children, and Fudge knew about it. I'll make sure that both of them get the Kiss for this. Especially for sending two Dementors into a Muggle neighbourhood, thank you Lord Potter, they'll pay for this dearly.”

“That is fine Madam Bones, they are a menace to our world,” Harry said as he smirked within, as he saw the reporters writing everything that was being said. He couldn't believe it, all he had planned was to ruin Fudge’s career and make his life hell, but this was so much better than he ever could have planned. Now that he had done everything that he wanted, he said, “Now the last lot of people that I would like to have evicted from the room are all the reporters,” seeing that they were going to say something, he added “Or I could have Director Ragnok have his goblins remove you all,” and with that he waved his hand towards the goblins that were near Director Ragnok, they returned whilst he was talking about Fudge. Knowing how goblins behaved, the reporters had begun to leave unhappily. But as they were leaving, he give them a parting gift, “I would like to inform you before you go that Rita Skeeter is an unregistered Animagus in the form of a beetle, how else could she get all those news articles and award-winning scoops? Who knows what else she has uncovered because of this.”

The moment that he said this, just as he suspected, the Auror caught Rita as she attempted to sneak out of the room.

Madam Bones looked at Ragnok and asked, “Director Ragnok, may I ask if I could use some of your guards until after the Will Reading to keep an eye on Ms. Skeeter?”

“That won't be a problem Madam Bones,” said Director Ragnok with an evil smirk, “And it'll be free of charge. This woman had printed lies about us in a bad light for a long time, so we're willing to do whatever we can to see that she gets what is coming to her. I would also like to see what else she knows, as I fear she might have found out something that she shouldn't have within these sacred halls of ours,” and with that two goblins behind Ragnok took Rita to one of their holding cells. Ragnok informed the goblins to inform the guards to make sure to keep a close eye on her so that she doesn't change into a beetle and try to escape.

Once Rita was taken care of, and the reporters left the room, Dumbledore was going to say something, but Madam Bones beat him to it and she said with a smirk, “Well done Lord Potter, I don't think I could have done better. A real Slytherin move.”

“I don't know what you mean Madam Bones,” Harry said with an innocent smile.

“Lord Potter its Amelia, after getting rid of that menace of Minister and Umbridge, you deserve that honour,” said Amelia, “I think you know what I mean Lord Potter. You could have easily asked them all to go at the same time, but instead you did it one at a time. I suspected something was happening when you asked Snape to leave first, when you said that you wanted a few people to leave. I suspected that you wanted someone to say something, so when no one seemed to want to say anything, I stepped in and I was right to do so. I was told that he was a bad Professor, but I never in my wildest dreams believed he was that bad. You have my word that he’ll be dealt with properly. As for the Minister, he just walked into that one, he really should have learned to watch what he says and does before now. He gave you the perfect chance to get him and Umbridge removed from the Ministry, and for that I thank you.”

Harry blushed that he was caught out like that, he thought he was so careful and cunning about this.“Thanks for the honour Madam Bones I’ll call you by your name in private, if you call me Harry. But in public like this, it would be better and respectful to use our titles don’t you?” asked Harry. As he did, he earned more respect from Madam Bones. On receiving a nod from her, he went on to admit to her, “You’re right Madam Bones I did set it up.”

“May I ask why though?” asked Madame Bones curiously. “Couldn’t you come to me or someone else first, than do something like this? It could have backfired.”

“To be honest Madame, I didn’t know who I could go to for help,” Harry said, “Sure I knew about the Ministry of Magic, but I didn’t know what Department to go to, so I didn’t know who to see. It’s not like Hogwarts had a class on Wizarding World Tradition and Customs, so Muggleborns and Muggle Raised would know more about the new world that they entered.”

Giving Dumbledore the evil eye, Madam Bones said “I know what you mean Lord Potter, once about ten years before you begun Hogwarts, Hogwarts had such classes to help Muggleborns and Muggle Raised to understand our world. But some people thought it was a waste of money and time, so they were able to convince the Board of Governors to cancel the class. But even so, why didn’t you go to your Head of House for help? Or look for books that could point out where you could get some help.”

“I have been to my Head of House for help a few times, but she always thought my concerns were nothing or told me to keep my head down,” Harry said this as he looked at McGonagall, who looked down in shame. She knew that Harry was right, all the times that he came to her for help but she always thought he was over reacting, she now realized how much she had let Harry down. “As for the books, until last year I didn’t think of looking for books. When I was able to get to the book store, I had Dumbledore’s people keeping an eye on me and would only allow me to get my school books and nothing else. So when I saw the news reporters, I quickly came up with the idea you just saw.”

Once again Madam Bones gave Dumbledore the evil eye, but realized that the clock was ticking and there were things to be done, she said, “Lord Potter, you and I will need to set up a time in the near future and talk about everything that has transpired. For now, we should allow the Director to read Lord Black’s Will.”

“You’re right Madam Bones, I’ll send you an Owl later to arrange a meeting,” said Harry, and then he turned to Ragnok and said, “I apologize Director Ragnok.”

“Fear not Lord Potter, it is understandable,” said Ragnok, and then he picked some parchments from the table and said, “Lords, Gentleman and Ladies, thank you for coming today, I am sorry for your loss. But it is my duty to read the late Lord Black’s Will -”

'I, Sirius Orion Black, being of sound mind (don't laugh Moony, I can be sound of mind when needed)' Here Moony and a few others chuckled, 'and immensely fit and desirable body (I said, STOP LAUGHING MOONY!!!),' indeed Moony was now laughing hard. It took him a few minutes to calm down so that Ragnok could continue the Will, 'declare this to be my final Will and Testament. All other wills before this are to be considered null and void. I do not know how I died, I hope it was heroic or even inventing a new prank, though I'd have preferred the former. However, the twins could have brought me to my sticky end, so maybe that wasn't the best idea… However, considering this is a time of war I am sure I died fighting or protecting my Godson Harry Potter or both, one can only hope. I just hope I didn't die doing something stupid. Now I guess I should get started on handing out all the goodies. That is what you all are here for after all.

First off as the Head of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, I declare that apart from Nacrissa Malfoy nee Black, Draco Malfoy, Andromeda Tonks nee Black and Nymphadora (ha, ha, you can’t stop me from calling you that) Tonks,' here Tonks gave the parchment a glare, for having her first name in it, 'The Trust Vaults set up for the Black Family can stay open, however, to keep these vaults you most sign a Magical Contract stating you will remain loyal and serve only the new Lord Black. It has been too long that this family has served Dark Lords, or others instead of the Lord of the House. If you fail to be able to sign the Contract to remain loyal and serve the new Lord Black within the next thirty days under any circumstances, you will be disowned and disinherited and the monies in your vaults will be returned to the main Family Vault.' At this the Proxy’s for the other Black families nodded.

'Now for Nacrissa Malfoy nee Black, you have always been one of my favourite cousins before you married that asshole of a husband of yours. I knew even then that he was no good for you and I was right, you were an outgoing happy person, but Lucius changed you and now you are merely a pale reflection of what you once were. So apart from your Trust Vault, I leave you five million galleons, but on a few conditions. 1) You have to either sign the Magical Contract like the rest of the family, or swear some kind of Vow that says you'll remain loyal and only serve the new Lord Black. 2) Ask the new Lord Black to dissolve your marriage with Lucius so you can find a better man and a brighter future. You have a year to think it over, but if you don't do this you will be disowned and disinherited and the money from your vaults will be returned to the main Family Vault. I don't want to do this, but I don't want the Black money to end up in wrong hands.'

Narcissa nodded at this, but she had mixed feelings about it. Part of her was happy that she might have a way out of the loveless marriage she was in, but she was a fearful too, as she was worried that her son would become the new Lord Black and thusly take away her options. But she didn't think Sirius would offer this if he was going to make Draco Lord Black, as he knew what Draco was like. She saw that Draco didn't like the idea of this, but for once he was smart enough to not say a word.

'Now for Narcissa's son Draco Malfoy, now Draco, I was planning to give you nothing, as you are a lot like your father and share the same believes. But seeing as you are Narcissa's son, I am going to leave you Black Hearth, which is one of the Black's Family Homes. I'm also going to leave you two and a half million galleons, however, unlike your mother you will not have an option to signing the aforementioned Magical Contract swearing fealty to the new Lord Black. That's right Draco you are not going to be going the new Lord. I fear you would use the title and everything that comes with it to help a cause I staunchly oppose, and that is something I will not stand for. This is why I want you to sign a Magical Contract to the new Lord Black, as I fear if you made a Magically-binding Vow you would phrase it in a manner to allow enough loopholes to ensure your continued support to the Dork Lord. You have to decide your course within thirty days. Remember Draco, at the helm of the Dark Lord, you will suffer pain and no salvation, at the side of your Lord you will have your place in society and your House. The rest is left at your discretion.'

As Ragnok read this, Draco's temper boiled over, from Potter calling him the nickname that he despised to this. He was meant to become the new Lord Black, and so help the Dark Lord with the money that would come with becoming Lord Black. But now that wasn't going to happen so angrily he said, “How dare that Mangy Blood Traitor do that to me? I am the next closest male Black, and so I should be the next Lord Black by blood,” then turning to Ragnok, he said angrily as his hand was twitching near his wand, “Now you filthy creature, give me the Black Ring or -” However, before he could say more, or the goblins could do anything, Harry got up and punched Draco's lights out. In turn saving his life from the goblins who wanted to kill Draco for insulting their Director and Ruler.

Apart from the goblins, everyone looked at Harry in surprise, he said defensively, “What? if I didn't do that he would have been killed. After all he had just insulted the Director of the bank and was about to pull a wand on him, and as Director Ragnok said at the beginning, anyone stupid enough to pull a wand out would be killed. So I did what I did to stop that.”

Realization dawned and they knew that Harry was right, if he didn't punch Draco out, Draco would be dead right now. Dumbledore was glad too, maybe there was some hope for Harry after all, but that hope was crashed when Harry said “Oh don't get me wrong, I didn't do it because I like the bastard, hell I would be more than happy to kill him myself. No I saved him for the sake of Narcissa, she has already lost a family member and I didn't want her to lose another one this soon,” then turning to Ragnok he said “Director, can you continue with the Will Reading please?”

“Of cause Lord Potter,” said Ragnok, and with that he continued as if he had never been interrupted.

'Next is Andromeda Tonks nee Black, you and Nacrissa have always been my favourite cousins in the family. My first order of business is to reinstate you back into the Black Family, you'll still have to sign or make a Vow to remain loyal and serve the new Lord Black. But afterwards you will regain your Trust Vault and I'll be leaving you five million galleons.'

Andromeda smiled at this. She was happy that she was reinstated and was more than happy to make a Vow to remain loyal and serve the new Lord Black. It was because of Sirius' mother’s ideals that she was kicked out of the family in the first place. The Trust Vault and the money that Sirius left her would make her life much better.

'Next is the last member of the Black Family, Nymphadora, Nymphadora, Nymphadora, (Ha, Ha, oh I love that I can call you that and not get hit, just one good reason to be dead,) Tonks. I too reinstate you back into the Black Family, but like your mother you too still have to sign or make a Vow to remain loyal and serve the new Lord Black. Then you have a Trust Vault opened with half a million galleons in it, you have an extra two million galleons. But PLEASE buy a book on how to walk straight without tripping into anything. It will do you some good in the future.'

Tonks laughed and gave the parchment a glare and flipped a birdy at the parchment when Ragnok read that out. Everybody that knew her, knew that she had a problem with tripping over her own two feet and it made for some comical instances even in the most dire of situations.

'Next to my last remaining friend Remus Lupin, there are a few things I would like to leave you, but there are a few things I would like say to you before. Although you had a furry little problem, as both James and I liked to call it, you along with James were my dearest friends and were like brothers in all but blood. So I ask you as my brother, please look after our pup/cub and no matter what path he takes be it the light, dark or even the grey path, support him all the way through like James would have and like I wanted to. I know what your thoughts are about these paths, but please trust me when I say that things are changing and Harry will need your help no matter what path he picks to follow. Now I leave you with six million galleons and my entire wardrobe, which I know you need. Use it wisely and please remember to watch over our pup/cub. Oh and Harry and Nymphadora (Oh how I love saying that), if he doesn't go buy some other clothes within three days of this Will Reading, I want you to take him shopping even if you have to drag him into the shop kicking and screaming.' Here Moony looked at Harry and Tonks, both of whom wore identical sadistic grins worthy of the Weasley Twins, “Don't you dare.” 'Oh and PLEASE Moony, please find yourself a witch or a female werewolf and settle down and have some cubs of your own.'

Remus was happy that he finally had some money of his own, he was embarrassed that Sirius added the bit about Harry and Tonks needed to drag him to the shops if he didn't go on his own. He was also embarrassed that Sirius would add he should find a witch or a female werewolf and settle down and have some cubs of his own. As for helping Harry, if it wasn't for hearing the way Dumbledore and the Weasleys treated Harry, he wouldn't be thinking of helping Harry should he pick the dark path. But now he would help Harry no matter what.

'Now to my favourite Professor, Minerva McGonagall, I leave you two hundred thousand galleons for the Quidditch Teams. I know that the Pitch needs work and the Teams apart from Slytherins need new brooms, so I hope that this money well help you to improve Quidditch standards at Hogwarts.'

Minerva smiled at this, she had been hounding Albus for better Quidditch brooms and about the Pitch for a long time, but Albus had always given her many excuses as to why the school couldn’t spare the money to help. But now thanks to the money that Sirius left, she could get new brooms for the houses that needed them and fix up the Pitch, Stadium and the Quidditch equipment.

/ 'Next on my list to give my money to Madam Amelia Bones, now I know this will come as a shock for you seeing as I am meant to be convicted criminal on the run, but as the Muggles say, not everything is as it seems. It doesn't matter here and now, I am dead and nothing I say can change that. I leave you ten million galleons for the smooth functioning of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I do this because the fool of a Minister Fudge has done everything in his power to cut the budget of your Department for the last fourteen years, because he believed that with the Dark Lord’s defeat, everything would be fine. He never thought that the reminder of the Death Eaters would be a problem or another Dark Lord would take the previous’ place. This money is to help you to train more Aurors , and help defeat the Dark Lord. There is an extra ten million galleons for your Department, if you can capture Peter Pettigrew aka Wormtail. Yes I was convicted for having killed him and twelve Muggles, but I didn’t. Pettigrew is alive and was the one to kill the Muggles, ask my godson Harry Potter, he knows the truth.’ /Amelia was shocked, before today she thought that Sirius Black had murdered Peter Pettigrew and twelve Muggles, but with what was said earlier and now this Will Reading, she had begun to think Lord Potter’s story was true. It helped that the late Lord Black gave her Department ten million galleons; she didn't think a guilty person would give her Department this kind of money. So she would look into this, and see what the hell was going on. But she was worried, if she found out that the late Lord Black was indeed sent to Azkaban without a trial, just how many others did it happen to?

'Next to my favourite pair pranksters Fred and George Weasley, you have been true friends to Harry so I leave you the deeds to Zonko's Joke Shop. They have been owned by my family for years. I also leave you fifty thousand galleons, to help you with your joke shop. I will surely laughing in heaven.'

Fred and George were thrilled at the prospect of owning Zonko's. Even though they created their own gags and jokes, Zonko's held a place in their heart. With the extra money, they hoped to make their joke shop better. Mrs. Weasley looked like she had blown a gasket. Those two irresponsible Hogwarts drop outs were going to be filthy rich. It wasn't that she didn't have the money but she did not like that they made their money in childish pranks.

'Now before I settle things with my godson and the Davis's Family, I want to deal with the Order of the Traitors. First the leader: Albus too-many-titles Dumbledore, I leave you thirty bloody sickles and a Muggle book known as the Holy Bible, this will explain why I left you thirty sickles. I hope you do as Judas and hang yourself, preferably by your own beard for everything that you have put my godson through and are planning to do to him. Don't think I don't know what you have done to me,' at this Harry had to chuckle, he remembered the reference that Sirius meant. He knew the reference as the Dursleys made both him and Dudley go to Sunday School, one of the lessons were about Judas and how he betrayed Jesus who was meant to be the saviour of mankind for thirty pieces of silver. But the man hung himself out of guilt later on. 'Do you really honestly think I wouldn't know what you were planning to do to Harry whilst you were under my roof? Now you know, I've set things up so Harry well be free of you and your Order.'

Dumbledore was fuming; he had already lost Potter's trust and with whatever Sirius planned for his godson. He was really worried now, as most of his plans for Harry were now up in flames. He had planned to give Potter some training, but only enough to make Harry think he was ready to fight Voldemort. But as Potter was fighting, he was going to release the blocks that he placed on him and allow the magical backlash to kill Potter, Voldemort and all the Death Eaters. If by some miracle Potter did manage to live, Dumbledore would have taken him down in his weakened state, claiming that Potter was a Dark Lord-in-training. Dumbledore would always be known as the Saviour-of-the-Light. The little explosion from earlier still in his mind, along with what was said in the Will, Dumbledore would have to rethink his plans to regain Harry's trust.

'To Ron Weasley, I leave you half a million galleons and the majority ownership in the Chudley Cannons,' here Ragnok paused as stated to do within the will. Following the written orders, he saw Ron Weasley smirk thinking that he had gotten something. Seeing the smirk, Ragonk went on, 'That was what I WAS going to give you until I learnt that you were a jealous backstabbing asshole. Now you get nothing, and I'm giving Harry the majority ownership in the Chudley Cannons. With these orders, Harry I'm giving you papers to disband the team so that they can never play again, please sign them.'

“That fucking bastard Black,” Ron sneered angrily, “How dare that bastard give Potter Chudley Cannons to disband, who does he think he is,” turning to face Harry, he said angrily, “If you dare disband the Chudley Cannons Potter, I'll -”

“You’ll what Weasley?” said Harry calmly, “You're forgetting who you’re dealing with, I have fought Lord Voldemort,” the others flinched at the name, “You can't even stand to hear the name. As I was saying, I have fought Lord Voldemort more times and lived, what do you think you can do to me?” Seeing the fear in Ron's face, he faced Ragnok and said, “Director, can you continue with the Will Reading please?”

“Of cause Lord Potter,” said Ragnok, and once again he continued with the Will Reading.

'To Ginny Weasley, I have never really known you, but I do know that you too like Ron and Hermione have been spying on Harry whilst getting money from Harry's Family Vaults. I also know that you have an unhealthy obsession with Harry Potter. Don't say you don't know what I am talking about. All last summer I had to hear about Harry this and Harry that. Do you even know just Harry and not the fame that goes with Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived? I leave you nothing because I have no clue what I would be able to give you. Also I know about the plans that your family and Dumbledore have to get a Marriage Contact. I'm sorry to say, no, I'm glad to say that it won't happen. The reason, I'm sorry Harry, is that Harry's parents already got him in a Marriage Contract, and it's magically binding so it can't be undone - I'm not about to tell you with who. I leave that for you to find out, it will be more fun when you find out. So bad luck girl, better luck with the next poor soul you try to get your claws into.'

Ginny was turning the famous Weasley red. HOW dare Sirius suggest that she didn't know Harry Potter. He was Harry bloody Potter for god’s sake. Everybody knew the boy-who-lived. She along with her mother were also angry as they heard that Potter already had a Marriage Contract, and they didn't know who with. All their plans to get the Potter Family Fortune went up in flames.

As for Harry, it confirmed the rumour that he did have a Marriage Contract, unlike the others, he knew who the Contract was with: Daphne Greengrass. Now all Harry had to do was plan on how to deal with that meeting seeing that the last time they met, they didn't leave on the best of terms. Seeing how it looked like she always got what she wanted, he was going to show her that she wasn't going to get her way with him.

'Next to the Ginger Banshee, more commonly known as Molly Weasley, I leave you with nothing, apart from knowing your part in spying on Harry, I know yours and Dumbledore’s plans for Harry and Ginny. To give him love potions so that he’d fall for your daughter, and then give him lust and fertility potions so that your daughter could gain Harry's child. I just let you in the Will Reading to inform you that by the end of the day, once all the blocks on Harry are removed, your plans for Harry will be over.'

When Molly heard this, she was fuming that Black had revealed everything. But she was smart enough not to say anything, seeing that Harry was already mad at her and her family. But she had to wonder what Black meant by, ‘when the day is up, once all the blocks on Potter are removed, her plans for Potter will be over’.

For Harry, hearing about the blocks, he put it in the back of his mind so he could ask Ragnok about them later. He could guess who placed them, and after what he heard so far from the Will Reading, it gave him more reason to kill the old fool.

'Next to Arthur Weasley, although I know that you were spying on my Godson, I know that you did it to look after your family. So I give you half a million galleons, I ask that you don't ask Harry for forgiveness. You did betray him, and so he should give it to you if he feels that you have earned it. Use it wisely and do not fret, only you may access this money.

Arthur, to say he was shocked would be an understatement. He thought that Sirius would hate him like the rest of his family apart for the Twins, but yet Sirius understood why he had done what he did. Although he wanted to ask for Harry’s forgiveness, Sirius was right in that Harry should give it once he felt that he had earned it.

'To Hermione Granger, I'm not going to be mean and play a prank like I did on Ron, I'm going to give it to you straight. I’m very disappointed in you girl, you of all people know how Harry felt about being betrayed and left in the dark, just look how he was last summer when Dumbledore told you not to write to Harry. I'll tell you this, one time that we were able to get alone time together, he told me many things, one of the things we mentioned was that he wasn't going to forgive anyone as easily as he did before. After everything that I learnt during your stay at my home and after you left for Hogwarts, I wouldn't blame him. But your betrayal is the worst, as he really cared for you. Now although you betrayed Harry, I understand why you did it, you were trying to protect him. So I'm giving you a five thousand-galleon book gift vouchers for Flourish & Blotts, I'll also give you a few chosen books from the Black Family Library. But unlike Arthur who has a family to look after, you'll have to wait until Harry forgives you. Now don't go seeking it, as you have no right to. With this kind of betrayal, forgiveness has to been given not asked for. Be warned that you may never get what I left you, it all depends on Harry.'

As she heard her part of Sirius's Will, she silently begun to cry. She knew that what both Harry and Sirius said to her was true, and she realized she lost her only true friend. She didn't know how she was going to handle this, but she hoped that Harry would one day forgive her, so that she could gain her friend back. She knew one thing though, after that day, she knew that she wouldn't be blindly following the Headmaster any more.

'Now that the Order of the Traitors have been sorted out, I come to Davis's Family. I would like to apologize to John and Emma, but I've looked into the Marriage Contract that the Blacks and Davises made some time ago, and I'm afraid that it was magically binding and so there was nothing I could do to undo it. So your daughter, Tracey, well have to marry the new Lord Black. But I leave you ten million galleons to make up for not being able to undo the Marriage Contract.'

At this John and Emma looked sad that their daughter would be marring someone that she didn't know, although they knew that Sirius had done everything he could to undo it. Tracey was crying, as she was marrying someone that she didn't know or love. But at least she knew that she wasn't marring Draco, he would give her to his friends for fun. She knew that if he did, there was nothing she could do about it, as in the Wizarding World, men had the last word in the marriage. She just hoped whoever she was going to marry, wouldn't be like him. Although she suspected who it could be, but she feared about the other Marriage Contract that he had and hoped that it would be a problem. She also feared what her house would think of her marrying Harry Potter, seeing that most of them hated him and she feared they would kill her and Harry.

For Harry, he was shocked that he had another Marriage Contract, and this too was a magically binding one, making it impossible to avoid. Although this shocked him, he couldn't help but smile, he was living every man's dream: being married to two hot women. England's Wizarding World’s tradition and magic dictated that when married, the women would have to do whatever their husband told them to do. Harry couldn't help but smirk at the lascivious thoughts going through his mind, even though he knew they were wrong. 'What can I say?' Harry thought with a smirk, 'I am a teenager. Also Sirius would be egging me on to do it.'

'Now finally to my dear son and godson, Harry Potter. I know that you might be blaming yourself for my death but don't, unless you cast the spell yourself you are not responsible. I hopefully died whilst I was with the twins I talked about earlier. Now I leave you everything else, which are shares, property and the title of Lord Black, the Main Black Family Vault and my Personal Vault, have fun with it Pup.

Sadly as you just heard, you also have a Magically Binding Marriage Contract to Tracey Davis. I did do everything to undo it, but whichever Black and Davis who made the Contract, their spell-work and lack of loopholes was truly ingenious. I hope you can be happy. Now before anyone, namely Draco and his father, says that he can't become Lord Black because he isn't a Black by birth, you're wrong. As Harry's grandfather Charlus Potter had married Dorea Black, so by the old Pureblood laws, Harry is allowed to become Lord Black.

Now Harry before I sign off, I need to inform you what it means to be a Black and a bit of advice. First what it means to be a Black: as you know I hated most of what my family stood for, but there was one thing that I did agree with them on, never allow anyone to think that you are weak. As Lord Potter, people expect you to forgive those who betrayed you, and let them be - but that can't be now that you are Lord Black. As you know my family is known as a Dark Family, what you might not know is that we were the most feared Dark Family. The reason for this is that we never forgive those who betray the House of Black easily. We take revenge; it could be anything from taking their money or homes to murder and rape. Although I don't like the idea, it forewarns future betrayers to think otherwise. So my advice is to become like the Blacks: when someone betrays you, take up revenge before you decide to forgive them.

My last piece of advice is to have fun, and get laid my boy. I know you hate it, because of what it cost you, but you're damn rich and famous, so use it. The ladies love rich and famous, use it and get laid. If not for yourself, then for me. I more or less know I didn't die because of twins, so before getting married to Tracey and the other bird from the other Marriage Contract, find some twins and get laid. Please for me.

Harry had a sad smile as Ragnok read this out; Sirius was the only one who would have told him that he loved him. Now he already knew that he was Lord Black, but until now he didn't know what it meant to be a Black. He was somewhat shocked when Sirius explained it to him; he was even more shocked when Sirius complied with part of the Black traditions. But as Ragnok read out the reason for why Sirius agreed, he couldn't help but agree with it too. He may not like the idea of killing, raping, or taking someone's home, but if it would stop further betrayal, he was all for it. As for Sirius's last piece of advice, Harry had to laugh, that was pure Sirius, use his fame and money to get laid.

'Thank you all for coming to my Will Reading. It has been a fun time I hope you all enjoyed it, I sure did. But one last thing before you all leave, my Death Wish. For those who don't know this Tradition, it allows for the person who died to have one last request, and it can't be stopped or else. Now sorry Old 'n' Beardy, but you're not going to stop this one, unless you fancy experiencing the showers in Azkaban first hand. Those guys are animals. Now my Death Wish is this, I want the Potter Will to be unsealed and executed, which it never was when it ought to have been.'

Sirius Orion Black.

TO BE CONTINUED!

Authors Note: This is the end of chapter 7 of the Demon Lord, I hope that you enjoyed the story. If you did, please take a few more moments to review, as I would like to hear what you think of the story and any ideas that you would like to see happen in future chapters.

Now I know some of you won't be happy on how I wrote how the Blacks dealt with people who betrayed them, but from what I read they are a Dark Family and so I could see them doing such things. As it would put fear into others so that none think of ever betraying them. If you don't like that I'm sorry.