Ragnok was in a mood matched only by the weather. That is to say, foul. This in turn made all the workers at Gringotts nervous. This was quite out of the ordinary. One did not often see a nervous goblin, let alone a bank full of nervous goblins. Griphook, however, was an exception. He was rather enjoying himself escorting two wizards to the Gringotts directors office. The Minister of Magic was looking rather flustered and yet oddly curious as to his summons to see the head goblin. Albus Dumbledore looked much as he usually did, serene, as he glided along next to the Minister. Griphook grinned to himself as he escorted the two most politically powerful men in all England towards their verbal lashing. Oh yes, he was definitely having a good day. The Minister actually stopped and gasped when they entered the ante chamber before Ragnok's office. The large chamber was magnificent and very rarely seen by humans. The grey, dank corridors gave way to a pearly marble floor that appeared to be one piece. The walls were lined with statues of previous Directors of the wizarding bank. About half the ceiling was intricately carved while the other half remained blank.

Griphook looked at the two wizards as the stared around. "Magnificent is it not?"

Dumbledore tore his gaze from the depictions of goblin history carved on the ceiling. "Indeed it is. I am honoured to have the chance to see such a place."

"As it should be. You are the first humans here since the signing of the last treaty. Nearly 500 years ago. Follow me please." Griphook responded.

The followed him to the grand doors at the far end of the hall. The doors themselves were rather plain but it was their size that was amazing. Tall enough for an giant and wide enough for 6 men to walk through abreast, they were easily the largest door either man had ever seen. Griphook easily push the doors open and they swung aside silently. The office also shocked the two men, but only because of its plainness. Apart from a large desk covered in paperwork, and the goblin behind it, there was very little in the bland room. Two plain metal chairs sat in front of the desk and a third sat to the side of it. Ragnok himself was larger than most goblins and exuded an aura of confidence and menace like it was naturally part of him.

"Welcome gentlemen. Please, have a seat." Ragnok gestured to the chairs in front of his desk. Griphook closed the doors again and took the seat at the side of the desk. "I assume you both know why I have asked you here?" He asked.

"Unfortunately all your note stated was that this is about the Potter will. I believe that was read yesterday was it not?" Dumbledore said in his quiet manner.

"Indeed. Normally I would not get involved in such matters however this is most serious. The will that was read yesterday was a fake." Ragnok growled.

"What!" Minister Bagnold sputtered. "A fake? Are you sure?"

"Yes." That was Griphook. "I am the account manager for the Potter Family and witnessed and notarised the will when it was made. Both James and Lily signed in blood. The will presented yesterday was not real."

Dumbledore paled slightly. How could he have missed such an important detail. Harry must remain protected. Ragnok, being a goblin, had much better sight than any human and as such was able to clearly see the change of colour of Dumbledore's face.

"Is there something you would like to tell us Mr. Dumbledore?" He growled. "Perhaps why you seem uncomfortable that the will was discovered as a fake?"

Dumbledore sighed. His plan was falling to pieces and it had barely started. "I changed the will due to the way young Harry survived. His mothers sacrifice gave him a very strong protection and by placing him in the same home as his mothers blood I could ensure he would remain protected from the remaining Death Eaters. The boy is a symbol of hope and must be protected. At all cost."

The Minister gasped. "Surely you could have brought this before the Wizengamot rather than breaking the law Albus?"

"I dare not. I am sure there is still a Death Eater spy in the Ministry if not the Wizengamot itself and they must not be allowed to find out where the boy lives. The wards are impressive yes, but impenetrable they are not. His best defence is that he is in the muggle world and that makes it difficult for him to be found."

"Be that as it may," Ragnok growled again, "This is a serious crime Mr. Dumbledore. That you had good intentions is your only saving grace and for that you shall not be punished by the bank. However, the real will must be read. It is a magical document and there will be unfortunate repercussions if it is not enacted within two weeks of their death. Meaning we have a week left."

Griphook lay a folder on the desk in front of the director. "Here is the original copy of the real will sir."

Ragnok looked it over for a second. "Notify Remus Lupin and the Longbottoms that they need to be here for the will reading tomorrow at noon. Mr. Dumbledore if you would be so kind as to bring young Mr. Potter to the will reading so he can go with his guardian after the reading."

"But the protections-" He began.

"That is for his guardian to decide. Not you." Ragnok said. "Either young Mr. Potter is here or we will find him and bring him ourselves. And you will be penalised. Good day, both of you."

Griphook stood and gestured at the door. The Minister couldn't help but feel relieved and a little shocked as they walked out. Dumbledore however was worried. Harry must be protected at all cost. He must convince the new guardians to leave him at the Dursley's.