Harry Potter and the Inheritance

Harry was lying in bed, the death of Sirius had taken everything from him. How was he to go on? He had once again lost a person he loved, the pain in his chest was almost killing him. What was he supposed to do? What would happen if he lost another one? Something had to change, he had to change. But how? Did he have to let go of all the people he cared so deeply about, to put them out of the line of fire? There were so many questions and there seemed to be nobody with answers. He now knew about the prophecy and what his role was supposed to be. But how could he defeat Voldemort, he had successfully survived and escaped from situations with Voldemort that would have killed others surly, but remembering the duel of Voldemort and Dumbledore, he was no match. He again turned in bed trying to forget everything and get some sleep.

Hermione was sitting in the living-room of her family. Her parents had seen the mood their daughter was in after they had picked her up from the train and her Professor had come by to explain what had happened at the end of the term, leaving out some details that McGonagall thought, the Grangers wouldn't understand. Their daughter hadn't said much since arriving back. They thought she was still mourning the death of Sirius Black, but that was not it.

Ron was with his family, they were all sitting in the kitchen, somehow Fred and George had managed to turn the mood of the room and right now he saw his family laughing at a comment one of the twins had made. Everybody was there, sans Percy, but even there was hope. Ron smiled looking at his family and that moment brought him to an oath he made for himself. He would do everything in his power to protect his family, he would do everything to have more nights like this, with his whole family sitting in the kitchen and just enjoying the presence of each other. He would fight, he would be at the side of his best friend and fight for the light, for the future of his family and friends.

Two days later Dumbledore was sitting in his office, the next day would be the meeting of the Order and he still had some things to prepare. He looked up from the papers in his office, he had been sitting there for quite a while now and thought of taking a small walk in the castle to stretch himself. Every year his age seemed to make itself known more and more, but that also may be because, the adventures of Harry Potter seemed to have been consistent since Harry had entered Hogwarts. As he was walking around, not really looking for where he was going, he found himself before a door that surprised him. When he remembered this event later he would call it faith that had led him to this door.

The next day Dumbledore had decided it was time to get Harry out of the house of his relatives. Hermione and Ron already were at Grimmauld Place and it was time for the golden trio to be back together, they needed to be. It was still a week before the reading of Sirius will, but they had to start as soon as possible. Dumbledore ringed the bell and was greeted by a dumfounded Petunia. He entered without her invitation, going up to the room of the boy-who-lived. When he entered he was greeted by a wand pointing directly at his heart.

"What does Albus Dumbledore see in the mirror that I got to see in my first year?" Harry asked, never letting his eyes move away from Dumbledore's hands.

"Socks and I still haven't found the perfect pair." Dumbledore said, a small smile gracing his features. Harry lowered his wand, Albus only got to see the tired face of Harry now. He seemed to have not been sleeping good for weeks.

"Harry I have come to take you to another place. Get your stuff I will be waiting downstairs." Without another word he left Harry's room. Not ten seconds later he heard Harry at the stairs, his trunk in one arm and Hedwig's cage in the other. Without saying a word they left, Petunia still stood at the same place when they left, frozen. When she and the rest of the house woke up again, she only knew that Harry would come back next year again and that everything was as it was supposed to be.

Hermione and Ron had been at Grimmauld Place for the last two days and had only come down to eat for the rest of the time the two were in Hermione' s room, but none of the older ones knew about what.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea?" Ron asked.

" I see no other way. We will have two month before the next term starts, because our holidays started earlier. When we are back we will continue and hopefully with the others!" Hermione answered.

" Okay now the only thing we have to do is tell Harry and make sure he won't have one of his moments." Ron said, already thinking about the reaction of his best friend. Hermione seemed to be thinking the same, both of them got a worried expression.

"When do you think it will be finished?" Ron asked, leaving the matter of Harry for when it had to be taken care of.

" I should be able to finish it in the next two days. I had already planned it in our fifth year and got the information. We might need Fred and George to help us with some things from Nocturne Alley, but if we have everything, I should be able to do it in a day." They heard voices coming from downstairs and without another word left the room.