11 Chapter 11

Well, now that we are all present-" Accountant Swordbreaker looked around at Albus Dumbledore, an unfamiliar man, Mrs. Weasley, Severus Snape, and Harry "-we can begin."

"We are missing a person," Harry interrupted, frowning.

"Sirius Lupin-Black is not allowed to be present, Harry," Swordbreaker replied, ignoring Dumbledore's surprised, then angry look. "Innocent though he is, the Ministry will not give permission for him to be present."

"What?" the unfamiliar man rasped, looking shocked. "Sirius is innocent?"

"The Minister won't let him come?" Harry asked icily. "Well, I'll deal with that later. Read the wills, Swordbreaker."

"Of course, Harry," Swordbreaker smirked. "I will begin with Mr. Potter's will." He cleared his throat and unrolled the scroll partially.

"The Last Will and Testament of James Fleamont Potter. I, James Fleamont Potter, having a sound and totally sane mind-" the unfamiliar man choked, looking grieved and amused, and Snape snorted "-well, maybe not that sane-" the unfamiliar man choked again "-but you get the point ⎯ write my will.

"In the event that my wife and I die, our son, Harry James Potter, will be given to Remus Lupin-Black and Sirius Lupin-Black. If the Ministry are buttheads-" the unfamiliar man choked for the third time "-and think Siri was the Secret Keeper and not let old Moony keep my son, then he will be given to Severus Snape."

Snape's jaw dropped, and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"If Snivellous refuses to take care of my son, he will be given to Andromeda Black. Under NO circumstances will he be given to Petunia Dursley!

"Those who will benefit from my death will be Harry James Potter, Remus Lupin-Black, Sirius Lupin-Black, Severus Snape, and Andromeda Black. Nothing will go to Dumbledore, so help me Merlin!

"All of my properties, vaults, and most of my money will go to my son, Harry James Potter.

"To Remus John Lupin-Black, I give 500,000,000 Galleons. Buy a wardrobe and raise my Harry right."

The unfamiliar man's eyes went wide with shock.

"To Sirius Orion Lupin-Black, I give 500,000,000 Galleons and the memory of Lily and I changing the Secret-Keeper to Peter Pettigrew, in case things go wrong ⎯ and with the Potter luck, something will go wrong. I also give Sirius the Potter Manor, so you don't have to raise Harry in your horrid childhood home.

"To Severus Snape, I give 3,000,000 Galleons and my potions things. I also give my heartfelt apologies. I was a complete idiot in school, a jealous one.

"To Andromeda Black, I give 4,000,000 Galleons. You can have it regardless if you have to raise my son or not.

"To Peter Pettigrew: if you don't betray us to dearest Voldikins-"

Swordbreaker was interrupted by the unfamiliar man bursting into loud, hysterical laughter and collapsing out of his chair. Harry chuckled, rolling his eyes. Mrs. Weasley looked disgusted, and Dumbledore was scowling. Snape's eyes had gone extremely wide.

"Mr. Lupin-Black, are you quite well?" Swordbreaker asked dryly, when the unfamiliar man calmed down a bit.

"Y-yes," Lupin-Black gasped, climbing back into his chair. "Sorry about that."

"That's quite all right," Swordbreaker smirked. He went back to the will.

"If you don't betray us to dearest Voldikins, you will be given 2,000,000 Galleons and one of the Potter cottages. If you do, I hope you die, you piece of crap. We trusted you!

"To Dumbledore ⎯ freak you, you get nothing, especially guardianship over my son and my money. I don't trust you one bit and neither does Lily. She won't be giving you anything either.

"To Molly Weasley I give my solemn promise that I will not be making a marriage contract between Harry and Genevra Weasley. My son can marry whoever the crap he wants. He can even marry a boy."

Mrs. Weasley let out a loud shriek of anger, making Harry flinch and cringe away from her. "Harry belongs to my daughter!"

"I belong to no one, Mrs. Weasley," Harry said in such a cold, venomous tone that she and Snape both turned white and cowered. Lupin-Black instantly bared his neck, whimpering. Dumbledore's eyes went wide.

"Silence," Swordbreaker ordered Mrs. Weasley coldly.

"Any other of my belongings that I have not mentioned will be given to my son, Harry James Potter. Under no circumstances will they be given to anyone else.

"Thus ends the Will and Testament of James Potter."

Swordbreaker turned to Lupin-Black. "Would you like me to give you guardianship of Harry James Potter?"

The man blinked and glanced at Harry.

"I have already given my permission, Mr. Lupin-Black," Harry said dismissively. Dumbledore scowled.

"You can call me Remus, Moony or Uncle Moony," Lupin-Black replied with a small smile. "Yes, I'd like that, Swordbreaker. But Sirius-"

"I will send the Minister Mr. Potter's memory," Swordbreaker promised. He turned to Harry. "Shall I read your mother's will now, Harry?"

Dumbledore finally spoke. "I did not give permission for you to read either will, Swordbreaker."

"You do not have the authority to hide their wills, old man," Swordbreaker sneered at him. "Harry does." He turned back to him.

"You may," Harry smirked.

Swordbreaker grinned and pulled out another scroll of paper. "Goldmaker, bring in the last guest."

The door opened, and, to Harry's surprise, a shaking, pale Petunia Dursley entered. She paled slightly when she saw Harry, then turned stark white when she saw Remus, who was glaring at her with icy disgust and confusion.

Swordbreaker cleared his throat, and everyone turned back to him.

"The Last Will and Testament of Lily Potter Née Evans. I, Lily Potter Née Evans, being sound of mind, record my will and testament.

"In the event that my husband and I die, my son, my darling Harry James Potter, will be given to Remus and Sirius Lupin-Black. In the event that Sirius be arrested, James has provided a memory of Peter becoming Secret-Keeper. However, if Dumbledore decides to close our wills, keeping Harry from Sirius and Remus, he will be given to my old friend, Severus. If Severus refuses to raise the son of James Potter, I remind him that he is also my son, and if he hurts my child, I will haunt him from the afterlife.

"Those who will benefit from my death will be my darling son, Harry James Potter, Severus Snape, Remus and Sirius Lupin-Black, Andromeda Black, and Petunia Dursley.

"To my son, Harry James Potter, I give my vaults, house, and all of my belongings that I do not give to my friends and sister. I also give my love, which will protect him all his life. I also warn him not to trust Albus Dumbledore.

"To Severus Snape, I offer my forgiveness. I know you never meant to call me that, and the only reason you did not receive my forgiveness earlier was because I was under Dumbledore's compulsions."

Snape, who had been crying silently before those last few words, now leaped out of his seat, snarling, and turned to Dumbledore. "You did what!" he bellowed. Remus was glaring at the old man, too, which made Dumbledore turn pale.

"Professor, sit down," Harry told him idly, his heart full of warm affection for his mother. "You can shout at the headmaster after the will."

Slowly, Snape sat down, still growling. Remus gave Harry a curious look.

"Continue," Harry told Swordbreaker.

"I also give Severus Snape my potions journals-" Snape's eyes went wide with shock "-and other potions items, if he agrees to share them with my son. I also suggest you check yourself for compulsions.

"To Remus and Sirius Lupin-Black, I give 3,000 Galleons to raise my baby." Harry turned faintly pink, and Remus chuckled. "I also give my love and give the same suggestion I gave Severus: check yourselves for blocks and compulsions.

"To Andromeda Black, I give 3,000 Galleons and my collection of pens. (No, you don't have to give them back to Harry, Andi.)

"To Petunia Dursley Née Evans, I give a warning. If Dumbledore gives you custody of my child and you harm my little Harry, you will suffer just as much or more than you did to him. This includes whatever you allow to happen to him by other people."

Petunia turned stark white.

"And Molly Weasley ⎯ leave my child alone, or you will receive the same consequence as my sister.

"To Albus Dumbledore I leave my wrath. How dare you harm magical children! I hope Lady Magic makes you regret your actions! And I feel sorry for Grindelwald.

"This concludes my Will and Testament."

Dumbledore's expression was a combination of terrified and furious. But he said nothing, probably because Remus and Snape were glaring at him.

"Mr. Lupin-Black, Professor Snape, would you like to check for compulsions?" Swordbreaker smirked.

"Yes," Snape said icily, casting Dumbledore a look full of rage.

"Your account managers are waiting outside," Swordbreaker informed them.

"You knew we were under blocks and compulsions?" Remus asked curiously, standing.

"No, but Harry did," Swordbreaker replied. "He was under several blocks, compulsions, and controlling potions, including a love potion, and he assumed anyone connected to him would have blocks and compulsions as well."

By the time the goblin finished speaking, Remus' eyes had turned golden and he was being held back by Snape, who also looked furious. Mrs. Weasley and Dumbledore looked angry as well, but for different reasons.

"Can I go home now?" Petunia squeaked.

"Yes, dearest Aunt," Harry sneered. "I will see you on June 23." He gave her a malicious smirk, and she turned paler. "Goodbye."

She couldn't leave the room fast enough.