Revivel

Disclaimer: I forgot to put this I the first chap. I don’t own Harry Potter if I did Snape, Sirius, Remus wouldn’t have died, Dumbledore would have died in the forth book, I would have never switched to a ghost writer mid-way through the fifth book. Since all that happened, Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling except the plot line.



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Ron’s summer was going pretty good, well, except the rash’s from the brains that he had tripped on at the Ministry. Ron spent his day’s sleeping and reading about Quiditch, helping his older twin brothers, George and Fred, with their joke shop on the weekends. He spoke to Hermione on the Felly-tone, something he was getting better at, he wrote to Harry daily, although he never wrote back bothered Ron a bit, he wasn’t too worried. Ron understood that Harry needed to grieve.



By the third week of not hearing back from Harry, Ron was worried. He knew Harry wouldn’t have done anything stupid, but it reminded Ron a bit of that first summer after they had meet, when that crazy house elf -Dobby- was stealing his best mates mail. Ron barely lasted a month before going on a rescue mission, and he was glad that he did. He was horrified that Harry lived with bars on his windows and they were almost starving him. Harry was tiny already, he didn’t need to be smaller! Hell, his little sister was bigger them him!



Hermione said that Harry had been writing back to her, so maybe Ron did something to piss Harry off. Ron told her that was a load of bullshit, and his Mum had over heard, so he was grounded for a month. Ron really didn’t care, Hermione was hiding something, and whatever it was it wasn’t very good. Ron knew that everyone, even best mates, had something they didn’t want people to know, even Ron had something he didn’t want Harry or Hermione to know.



Ron decided to bind his time and wait for a reply from Harry, but if he didn’t hear from Harry by the end of next week, then Ron would go Harry and see what his problem was, and if Harry was avoiding him, then Ron would gently, he didn’t want to break Harry’s bones, kick his ass. But just in case that there was a problem at Harry’s jail house, Ron opened his older brothers sixth year Defense Against The Dark Arts book, he wanted to be prepared for anything.



The following week had Ron on pins and needles. He worried about Harry constantly, Ron had slowly started to pack a pack filled with healing balms that he had pinched from the bathroom, rolls that he had taken form the kitchen, he had claimed he was hungry, and other various things around the house. Ron wasn’t sure how he would get there, but broom seemed best. Unless his Dad still had the flying car, but after a quick peek, the car couldn’t fly, his Mum made sure of that. But before he could go, the very night he planned to go actually, Dumbledore came over and said that Sirius’s will was going to be read the next day, and that the Twins, Ron, and his Father were to come to the reading.



His Mum didn’t want him to go, but Ron insisted that he wanted to go, at least to see how Harry was doing with Sirius’s death. Ron really didn’t want to bring up the Sirius’s death, it was a sore subject with his Mum, but if he was able to go, he would use it. Ron was happy he was finally going to see Harry after so long! Ron could barely sleep that night he was so hyper, but finally towards midnight he fell asleep.



He awoke the next morning to hear his Mum calling for them to come eat, Ron jumped out of bed, fell among the tangles of his bed and cursed colorfully. He had to race to get dressed and to get downstairs before all the food was gone. It wasn’t and Ron ate as fast as possible, he didn’t want to give his Mother a reason to make him stay home. When Ron came up for air, he was getting a third helping, he realized that his Twin brothers, George and Fred, were home!



“Oi, what are you doing here?” Ron asked as he examined his food, he wouldn’t put it past them to jinx his food or drink.



“We are-”



“Going to dear-”



“Sirius’s will-”



“Reading. And-”



“We need-”



“To have a-”



“Chat with dear-”



“Little Harrykins-”



“It’s about our shop.” The twins said together. Ron shook his head, it was too early for twin speak. Ron finished up his third helping, and he was full by that time, he went up stairs to use the loo. When he came back down, it was time to leave for Gringotts.



They had decided to travel by floo powder, it was both faster and easier the anything else they had. His Dad went first, then the Twins, then it was Ron’s turn. He grabbed a hand-full of floo powder and threw it into the flames and stepped in once the flames turned green. “THE LEAKY CAULDRON!” and was whipped away. Ron didn’t understand why Harry didn’t like floo powder, it was pretty fun.



After several turns later Ron stepped out from the fireplace. His Dad was brushing himself off, and the twins brushed each other off. Ron absent mindly bated at the soot on his sweeter, but it didn’t do much good. After his Dad made sure that all his sons were there they went to Diagon Ally. The place wasn’t as frantic or packed then when they usually went, but that was when the school rush set in. It didn’t take them long before the were in front of Gringotts, and once inside the were ushered to a private room were the rest of the will sitters were.



Besides himself and his family, Dumbledore, Remus, Professor McGonagall, and-Ron shuddered-Snape and Malfoy. Harry wasn’t anywhere to be seen, and that pissed Ron off. The Twins were looking around for Harry also, they too had been sending mail to Harry, who hasn’t returned their mail yet. Ron picked a seat far away from the too Slytherns as possible, and the Twins picked a sofa and his Father just stood next to Snape.



They didn’t have to wait long before the reading began. DuneRook, the Black family’s personal advisor, arrived. He cleared his throat before beginning to speak.



“Everyone is here, besides Harry Potter, do you know where he is?” DuneRook said.



“Yes, he couldn’t make it, so I’m here in his place.” Dumbledore said and something the way Dumbledore said it put Ron on edge and he frowned at him. Missing the looks thrown his way by the two Slytherns, he refocused on DuneRook who nodded and began speaking again.



“Very well then, lets us begin.



“I, Sirius Orion Black, Of sound mind and body, shut up Severus, hearby declaire this my final will and testament witnessed by DuneRook, the Black familys finachal Avisor and Griphook, will writer of the Achient and Noble House of Black, Potter and Evens. Anyone not mentioned in this will isn’t to recive anything from me or the House Of Black. I have several copies of this will hidden and scattered about, so no faking this will Dumbledore.



“To Severus Malachi Snape,

I leave you thirty-thousand gallons to do as you will, in the event that in the event I die before you do, which I dearly hope doesn’t happen, for looking after Harry these past few years. And for gods sake, get over what James and I did to you in school.



To Draco Sebastian Malfoy,

I offer you the chance to turn your back on the Malfoy name and take the Black name, you will be safe from your family and will not be forced to spy. However, you will not be my Heir, someone else is already that, but if you accept you will inherit fifty-thousand gallons, but if you should decline then you receive nothing.



To Professor Minerva McGonagall,

I leave you all the Transfiguration books, except for a select few, in the entire Black family library and the sum of thirty-thousand gallons, after all you did to keep me out of trouble and your hair went gray, you deserve a nice long vacation. Go have a wild time on me, Professor.



To Albus Dumbledore,

I leave you nothing



To Auther Weasly,

I leave you one hundred-thousand gallons to spend as you wish, but at the very least take a vacation for just you and Molly, you both deserve this after raising seven kids, and for-gods sake don’t have anymore!!! And make sure to tell Charles and William that I have left them thirty-thousand gallons each.



To my favorite Twins,

I leave you a house in Germany and the sum of fifty-thousand gallons, use it to better your shop, I have a feeling that we are going to need some laughs in the upcoming years, and you to are the best at doing just that. Oh, and make sure that you give Lee Jordan my thanks.



To Ronald Weasly,

Ron I leave you the sum of seventy-five-thousand gallons, a house in France, and a manor in Japan. You need to be with Harry during these dark times, he is going to need it, and for Hells sake control your temper and use your head for anything besides that chess you love.



To my beloved Moony,

I leave you the sum of one-hundred-thousand gallons to live the rest of your with, I’m sorry old friend for leaving you behind after all this time, and I give you a small manor outside of York to live in.



To Harrison Jonathan Potter,

I name you my sole heir, and on the event of my death you are to legally be able to live on your own and you can leave those muggles home and live in one of the dozen of so manors I have in my possession, and I also leave you all the Black family fortune totaling almost three-hundred million gallons, give or take a few hundred thousand. After the war is done, live.



“And that’s all that was in the will and Mr. Malfoy do you reject your family name and take Black?” At Draco’s nod, a letter appeared on the desk. DuneRook shuffled papers around and drew out several sealed letters. “The former Lord Black had also left these for you all to read in private. Now, since the new Lord Black isn’t here our business is concluded for today.” DuneRook handed out letters to the Twins, Moony, Snape, Mal-Black, Ron’s Dad and Ron. DuneRook then left the shocked wizards, knowing that they would leave sooner or later, especially in the youngest Weasly’s case.



Everyone was in a state of shock, they were expecting some comments and a few hundred gallon at the most, not thousands upon thousands of gallons, some were expecting a vile dressing down in front of everyone. Snape and Mal-Bla-Draco were the first to leave then Professor McGonagall, then when his Dad started to walk to the door, the Twins and Ron followed. The got to the Leaky Cauldron and they all sat down heavily at the nearest table, Ron had to drag a chair over to the table to sit.



Ron was aware that his Dad was ordering them drinks, all he could think of what Sirius said, Ron didn’t think about the money right then, his Harry needed him right now. He was in a form of shock, he knew that from last year in the Ministry, when Harry had to shock him back to act, but there wasn’t any Harry. Where was Harry? A glass being put in front of him made him break out of his thoughts and he took an absent gulp of his drink and promptly choked.



“What the bloody hell is that!” Ron sputtered. The Twins were not in much better shape.



“That is Firewhisky, and if you tell your Mother I let you drink that, I will have your hide after your Mother has mine.” His Dad said, he looked a bit dazed. After all, when finding out that you were just given a small fortune, anyone would look like that. They all sat their sipping their drinks, slowly recovering form the shock.



“So, Dad. When are you and Mum going on Vacation?” Ron said.



“What do you mean?” His Dad asked.



“Well, Sirius did say to go on Vacation for awhile-”



“And you could always drop Ron and Ginny at Aunt Claire’s house for a few weeks in August while you go on Vacation, and you would still be back before school started.” The Twins said.



“Well, I do have some sick leave built up, I would have to call in to work before leaving, but it should be fine.” His Dad said slowly. “Your Mother would like to throw Harry a party before we leave in August, unless we can leave in a few days.” Ron’s Dad started to mumble as he thought through his plans. Ron had finished his drink and was ready to leave when his Dad came back to himself.



“Alright boys, were off.” Mr. Weasly said, the Twins went back to their shop while Ron and his Dad went home. Ron went up to his room, while his Dad looked for his Mum, Ron wanted to avoid his family, Ron had to finish packing for his trip to Harry’s.



Ron was debating wether or not he should wear two jumpers or one large coat, when his Mum called him and Ginny down to the kitchen. Ron sighed, didn’t they know he was plotting a rescue mission? Ron trudged down the stairs and took his place at the kitchen table. His whole family was there, except that rat Percy. Charley, Bill and his girlfriend, the Twins, him and Ginny. His Mum and Dad were standing at the head of the table, his Mum had a glazed look in her eyes, she must have found out about the inherence that Sirius left them.



“Your Mum and I would like to make an anoucment. As most of you know, today was Sirius’s will reading and he left us some money. He left us one-hundred-thousand gallon’s to be precise, and He also left Bill and Charley thirty-thousand for each of you.”



There was a pause then all but four people sucked in breath and choked. One-hundred-thousand gallon’s! That was a small fortune to Ron’s family, Ron knew it was going to be used to fix the house up a bit, then the rest would go to an University fund for him and Ginny, Ron didn’t need the money. Between his inheritance and the one-thousand gallon investment he gave to the Twins, which now would equal almost ten-thousand gallons, he didn’t need the money.



Ginny had thoughts of shopping trips to the hottest clothing stores, all the jewelry she could buy, and trips around the world to any place she wanted. Ginny didn’t have plans for the University, after all she was going to marry Harry, and become rich, so why bother furthering her education?



“So, Dad when are you and Mum going on vacation?” George said.



“Yeah, you need to go somewhere nice, like France or something.” Fred said.



The rest of the brothers nodded their agreement, Charley and Bill were still in a bit of shock about what they received, their parents deserved a vacation just the two of them. After all they raised six boy’s and one girl, they needed a break.



“George! Fred! We can’t it’s too-” Mum started, but Bill interrupted.



“Expensive? Come on Mum, you just inherited one-hundred-thousand gallons, go splurge a bit. Now it doesn’t have to be France, but you both could go spend week a week in London.”



“Well, It does sound really nice, but what about your Fathers work?” This was going to take some time to convince his Mum to go. Ron had a plan on getting Harry from his relatives place to the Burrow, but his parents couldn’t be here.



“Molly, dearest, I do have two weeks vacation saved up, and before you say what about Harry’s birthday party, we can leave in a few days and be back two day’s before it.” His Dad said. Ron was impressed, his Mum looked like she was close to agreeing, he thought only the Twins could manipulate his Mum like that.



“Yeah, Mum, you should go. Do a little shopping while there, pamper yourself, do a weekend spa. You deserve a break.” Ron said, mentally patting himself on his back. Ron was glad that he listened to Hermione when she bitched about the other girls in her dorm. It was always, they pamper that, shopping there, never studying. God, if Hermione was such a bitch, no wonder why she was never invited along.



The Twins looked at him in shock. Ron wasn’t known for being thoughtful, if anything, he was known for opening his mouth and saying what was on his mind, never mind that it was usually a bad comment. Ginny didn’t hear anything that was going on, she was envisioning herself decked out in jewels and a designer dress, that would make Harry fall in love with her. The oldest brothers were proud, it seemed like their little brother was finally getting his head out of his arse.



“Well, if your sure?” His Mum asked. She still wasn’t sure that it was a good idea, but she had already mentally packed her clothing for the trip.



“Yes, Molly dearest. And don’t worry about Ron and Ginny, they will be at my sisters house, and you know how she is.”



“Well, alright then. I think I will go pack.”



“Good, Good. I’m going to pop over to work and let them know of our plans, and be back in a jiffy.” Mr. Weasly said. Ron was confused, what was a Jiffy? A gnome? Ron came back to himself when Ginny nudged his ribs painfully.



“Oi, what was that for?” That had really hurt.



“What did Mum and Dad say? Are they going to take us shopping?” Ginny asked.



“Ask the Twins or someone else. I need to talk to Mum.” Ron said getting up from the table.



“They already left for their room, they said they forget something when they had moved out, and Charley and Bill left for work.” Ginny said impatiently, didn’t Ron know anything?



“They are going to spend two weeks in London, by them-selfs, and you and me are going to Aunt Claire’s house.” Ron said as he went to the back door, if his Mum was packing then, she would want all the laundry.



“What! But-but, aren’t they taking us along?” Ginny exclaimed, she didn’t want to be left behind. Ron rolled his eyes, his sister could so selfish sometimes.



“No, they want some alone time, just the two of them.” Ron said as he spotted his Mum at the cloths line. He left a dumbstruck Ginny in the doorway and made his way over to his Mum. Ron nervously cleared his throat.



“Yes Ron?” His mother said. She was folding bed sheets.



“I was wondering if I could stay with the twins instead of going to Aunt Claire’s. It would give me time to catch up with the twins and they did say they would need help during the summer at their shop.” Ron said, he crossed his fingers that his mother wouldn’t catch the lie.



His Mum gave his a hard look, and Ron tried to look innocent as possible, she gave a small huff.



“Well, alright. But you better help your brothers, and whatever your planning don’t get caught.”



“What? I’m not planning anything!” protested Ron. It was true. He had already planned everything out, but his Mother didn’t need to know that.



“I’m sure you do. Now, go pack your bags and get going before George and Fred leave without you.” Molly Weasly said.



“Thanks Mum!” Ron said before racing back to the house. Ron wasn’t really leaving but he had to tell the Twins to go with it. He found the twins coming out their room on the second floor. Ron grabbed their arms and pushed them back into their former room.



“Oi, what’s-”



“With the-”



“Rough treatment!”



“Listen, I’m supposed to stay with you two while Mum and Dad are on vacation, but I’m be out of your hair the day after they leave.” Ron said in a rush. The twins smiled, they knew a blackmail opportunity when they saw one.



“Alright. We-”



“Will go with-”



“Your plan. But-”



“We need to visit with little Harry for a day or two. Got it? So no hogging him like you usual do.” The twins said to Ron. Ron didn’t want to agree, but his back was against the wall, so...



“Alright, deal.” The twins and him shook on the deal. They went their separate ways, Ron to his bedroom, the twins to the Floo. Ron didn’t have much to pack, a few clothing items to throw his Mum off, and he needed to grab his broom. Ron tossed on a jumper as he went down the winding staircase. His broom wasn’t the best one in the bunch, and it wasn’t very fast, so maybe he should replace his broom when he got to Diagon Ally?



Ron decided to leave his broom there, it would raise a red flag if it was gone. Ron hurried to the floo, he didn’t want Mum to change her mind. Just as he was about to floo, his Dad stepped out.



“Oh, hey Dad. Did work agree?” Ron asked calmly as possible, he was trying to hide his fear that someone would find out what he was doing.



“Oh, yes. Yes, they did. Where are you heading off to then?” his Dad asked absent mindly.



“Mum said I could stay with the Twins while you guys were away.” Ron prayed that his Dad wouldn’t ask for anything more questions.



“Oh, alright then. I need to go find your mother.” His Dad said as he moved towards the back door. Ron heaved a silent sound of relief, and flooed to his brothers flat.



Ron had flooed into the twins messy flat. It was done in earthy tones and was covered in potion books and drawing for their joke products. The kitchen could use some cleaning, though. The Twins were sitting at what looked to be a table, but with all the dirty dish’s on it, you really couldn’t tell. Ron moved some books of a table seat and sat down with a sigh. He knew he had to explain what he was going to do to his brothers.



“So, spill-”



“Little brother.”



Ron sighed and began speaking, he started from the beginning of summer and up until the will reading, and he decided to include his conversation with Ginny at the last moment. Ron paused for breath and wondered if the twins had anything that wasn’t going to send him to St. Mungo’s, to drink.



“So, Ickle Ronikins-”



“Has finally got his-”



“Head out of his arse-”



“And has moved onto-”



“Plotting, and for some-”



“Thing that isn’t Quiditch-”



“Or chess. We are so proud.” The twins said, wiping away a fake tear at the corner of their eyes.



“Shut up.” Grumbled Ron. He didn’t like to be the butt of the twins joke.



“Don’t worry about Mum-”



“Or Dad. Or Ginny-”



“We’ll run interference-”



“But only if we can see Harry-”



“For a day or two. Business it is.” The twins said. Ron really didn’t want to rely on the twins, but he really didn’t have a choice, if he backed out now they would tell Mum, and Ron really didn’t want that.



“Wait, why should I worry about Ginny?” Ron asked. He knew that Ginny had been acting strange, but it wasn’t something like second year, was it?



The twins shared an uneasy look between them, they didn’t want to tell Ron what they knew, they had finally convinced Lee to come over once or twice a week, he hated that their flat was a mess, but they knew he wouldn’t like it to be leveled when Ron exploded.



“We will explain once you get Harry here in a week, and a week is all that we’re going to give you with him.” The twins said with a sly smile at Ron. They smirked at his confused expression, they already knew what he didn’t know himself, but it was a matter of time until he did.



“So, how do you plan on getting there?” Fred asked, George was trying to find and a food O.O.C to order dinner from. The twins never learned how to cook on their own, and Lee wasn’t much better.



“Well, at first I thought about taking the car again, but Dad hasn’t got a hold of it yet to install a flying charm. Both the Floo and Apperation was out, the floo system probably wont work on the way back, and I don’t know how to Apperate yet. So, either I had to hike or broom there, I would much rather broom.” Ron paused here for thought, he would need a broom to keep up with Harry, so it would have to be a Firebolt or something along those lines.



“Here, Fred you order for us. Why didn’t you bring your broom with you?”



“Well, it isn’t fast enough to keep up with Harry’s, and it would alert Mum more then anything, and I wouldn\'t put it pass Ginny to go snooping in my things, and once she noticed my broom was gone she would tell Mum or Dad.” Ron said, proving to his brothers that he had grown up this past year. Before he would have left that first week of Harry not returning a letter and would have taken his broom. But now he decided to wait it out a bit, then he made detailed plans which only he knew. He only told those who needed to know and wouldn’t tell on him, and he thought out all his options. Yes, their little brother was growing up.



“Well, you should go buy a new one at the Quiditch shop here in the Ally.” Fred said, by that time he had ordered fro them, it was Chinese.



“I did think about that, but I’m not sure if I should go today or wait until tomorrow to do so. And I think Mum is onto me.” Ron said with a frown. The twins shared a quick grin. It felt good to have Ron be a little bit more mature then before.



“Do it after you eat, Mum might change her mind about letting you stay here with us and then you would be stuck.” Ron looked a bit green at that, at Aunt Claire’s there wasn’t any Quiditch alowd, so he would have to hike almost a hundred miles one way, and that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. Ron decided to go shopping when he was done was done eating, he thanked god his Mum insisted on making sure that if any of her children traveled they had traveler checks. So the only thing Ron had to do was write one and it imeadatly came out of his personal account.



Good thing he just got a windfall. Ron pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind, he just wanted to focus on the here and now, he didn’t want to worry about Harry.



It didn’t work.



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