Chapter 55 : Bonds, Secrets, and Sorting Hats

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Harry, being eleven since the end of July, had the ability to open his own account at Gringotts and Severus had taken him to do just that; the green eyed purchased his own vault at the wizarding bank where that first bar of gold had slowly been accompanied by the various products of Harry's alchemic studies and some galleons which he had earned selling said products, through Nicholas of course. The profit of the first golden bar he ever sold however -and of many after that first one- went straight to the account for werewolves unable to purchase their Wolfsbane that had been set up by Remus five years ago. Severus had hugged the boy so tight, Harry had almost thought he would suffocate.

Speaking of the Wolfsbane, Severus had made great progress himself; his hard work was finally paying off and he was one step from completing the potion. It was that herb however, that mystical herb described at the scroll that kept the key, Severus was sure of that; not that it stopped him from progressing with the rest of the potion however, a fact that had now almost led him to success. He was much more optimistic about it these days. Nicholas had even helped him along as he could and so had Perenelle with her excessive knowledge of herbology. But even these two stood miffed by the mystery that was that single herb. They had both agree that the name was more of a description than scientific cataloguing and that was all they had come up with up to that moment. Well, that and an extensive list of flora that could fit said description.

Harry was ready for another trip down memory lane when his mother entered the kitchen. Lily approached him and kissed him on the top of his head affectionately.

"I can't believe my boys are going to Hogwarts!" She said, looking at Harry with misty eyes.

"Better believe it, mom." Harry said with a smile.

"And I can't believe you got your wand without me being there." She added after a short pause. Ah yes. That had been a sore spot between him and his family but an ingenious plan on Severus's side. Harry had to somehow justify he wouldn't need buying a wand so he and Severus had decided the best strategy would be to reveal part of the truth. Harry claimed that Severus had bought it for him as a birthday present carefully omitting to mention which birthday it had been for. It had also been decided that a part of the truth would be suitable for the core of the wand too; a core of phoenix feather was quite close to the truth after all.

"Mom!" Harry protested. "You can buy me an owl instead and we'll be even okay?" Lily just smiled at her son and hugged him.

"I just can't believe how much you've grown!" And if you only knew, Harry thought.

"Don't I get a hug too?" James asked as he walked through the door, Adrian in tow. He did get his hug from his wife and Adrian was next.

"Mom!" The older Potter twin protested, making Harry smirk. Although they had completely different characters and didn't look alike like the Weasley twins, Adrian and he were so similar in some aspects. It felt nice to have that connection with his brother.

"Hey, Harry!" James exclaimed, ruffling Harry's hair.

"Hey, Prongs!" Harry greeted him back; he had called James Prongs as long as he could remember; James seemed to actually like it, having always been attached to his marauder title.

"Ready for your shopping trip to Diagon Alley?" He asked sitting down eyeing the pancakes on the table. Adrian followed his example adjusting his glasses in a very James-like movement.

"Only since I was five." Harry offered smirking. James observed the smirk as he had done countless of times before and tried to pin point exactly what it reminded him. Not finding anything familiar he just shrugged it off and proceeded to eat his pancakes.

"Harry has a point." Adrian confirmed winking at his brother who smiled back. "I mean you saw our reaction the first time we stepped foot in the castle. You shouldn't be surprised."

"Well, it still strikes me as odd, thinking how I won't be seeing you at home." Lilly added, pouring Adrian some orange juice. Well, I wasn't around the manor that much anyway, Harry mentally commented as he nibbled on his pancakes.

"I can't wait till we go to Hogwarts!" Adrian exclaimed with a wide grin. "I bet the Gryffindor common room will be amazing! And living in a castle…" And then there was that, Harry mused. Not living in a castle, since he had already done that and loved every moment of it. But his parents believed it was given he would be a Gryffindor, just like the complete Potter family before him. But he wasn't so sure of it himself. For one, he was raised by Sev who was a Slytherin and he had picked up more than one of his traits. And he had also been influenced by Nicholas who, back in his time, had been a Ravenclaw. Harry figured he would do rather well in these three Houses; it wasn't that he believed himself not loyal enough for Hufflepuff, just a little too much on the sly side to be in the House of the fair and just.

Severus had declared, when the subject had been brought up a few weeks ago, that he was certain Harry would be a Gryffindor, shocking the boy speechless. The potions master was adamant Harry would be in the House of lions because, since he had many of the characteristics of all four houses, the hat would be forced to look into his heart. Harry had deadpanned that if the hat was judging based to what lay in your heat then Severus himself would be a Gryffindor too. His reward for that comment had been a hug and some hair ruffling. Harry sighed; he would just have to wait.

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