Triangle Disease
Overwhelmed
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Disease
Part I
Five
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his eyes to find he was sitting in a luxurious chair at a large, oval table. He
saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Granger sitting in front of him. Hermione and
Ginny were on either side of him. A regal but amused looking Goblin was
standing behind Mr. Granger.
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"Courier New"'>“How do you feel, Mr. Potter?” the Goblin asked with a grin, his
sharp teeth half-visible.
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"Courier New"'>“Uhm … ok, I guess,” he answered.
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"Courier New"'>Suddenly Harry remembered Mad-Eye and his eyes widened in
horror. “Is that what I need to …” he couldn’t continue and instantly became
white again.
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"Courier New"'>Mrs. Weasley looked very irritated. “It is entirely your fault,
Arthur. How could you?”
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"Courier New"'>“What did I do?” Arthur asked puzzled.
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"Courier New"'>“You sent Mad-Eye to him. What were you thinking?” she hissed,
but not quietly enough. “He is scarred for life, the poor boy!”
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"Courier New"'>“That ‘poor boy’ is going to sleep with our daughters,” Mr.
Granger said accusingly.
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"Courier New"'>“And you’re sleeping on the couch tonight and for the rest of
the month as well,” Mrs. Granger hissed. “And now you’ll be quiet!” Mr. Granger
gulped, while Arthur grinned.
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"Courier New"'>“Arthur, you’re sleeping on the couch for the rest of the month
too.” Arthur’s smile faltered. The Goblin made some kind of strange noise, like
hiccups- he was laughing.
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"Courier New"'>“Harry, don’t listen to that crazy Mad-Eye. It’s not so bad,”
Hermione whispered in his ear.
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"Courier New"'>“How do you know?” a terrified Harry asked loudly.
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"Courier New"'>“I have a book,” Hermione answered.
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"Courier New"'>Harry looked at Hermione, scandalized. “You mean when we do it,
the book’ll be next to your head on the pillow?”
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"Courier New"'>“Who said that?” Hermione asked, appalled.
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"Courier New"'>“Moody instructed me to use my wand instead of a book!”
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"Courier New"'>That was too much for the Goblin, and he fell to the ground,
hooting in laughter.
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"Courier New"'>Mr. Weasley stood up. “After this meeting I want to ask Amelia
Bones for a professional who can enlighten Harry, so the poor boy knows what is
expected from him. In the meanwhile we must continue with our business and get
it over with.”
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there is nothing to worry about, everything is going to be taken care for. When
we’re finished, I’ll talk to Madame Bones and get you someone who can explain
everything without embarrassment and in private.”
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"Courier New"'>Harry looked at Mr. Weasley skeptically. He didn’t believe that
everything would be alright, but it was better to continue and see what would
happen next. He nodded to Ginny’s father. “Alright, Mr. Weasley … lets
continue.”
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"Courier New"'>The Goblin had recovered and was standing behind Mr. Granger. He
waved his hand and the table expanded, a chair appeared and he sat down. In
front of him was a pile of papers.
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"Courier New"'>“My name is Amok and I’m the assistant manager of Gringott’s.
What can we do for you all?” he asked.
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"Courier New"'>Harry started. “I’d like to have an overview of my heritage,
please.”
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"Courier New"'>“I’m afraid that’s not possible, Mr. Potter. You are not sixteen
and only your guardian could request what you asked for right now.”
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"Courier New"'>“I am emancipated, Mr. Amok. I can ask this,” Harry replied.
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"Courier New"'>“Can you prove that, Mr. Potter?”
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"Courier New"'>Harry took the emancipation documents out of his pile of papers,
and handed them to the Goblin. The Goblin studied the documents intently for
several minutes.
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"Courier New"'>He looked up to Harry and grinned. “All right, Mr. Potter. Here
is a book with the complete information concerning the contents of your vaults,
investments, properties, and possessions.”
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"Courier New"'>He shoved a thick book towards Harry.
you are within Gringotts’ premises.”
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"Courier New"'>Harry, Ginny, and Hermione looked at the book, opened it, and
read the first page, and their mouth dropped open. The current amount in his
family’s main account was…Harry blinked. It couldn’t be that much. Ginny’s
reaction summed up Harry and Hermione’s thought. “
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"Courier New"'> “The first twenty pages are only summaries, while the rest of
the 386 pages are detailed descriptions of your heritage.”
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"Courier New"'>Harry pulled himself together and stood to address Amok properly.
“I wish to do the following. First, I
want to transfer two million galleons to Arthur Weasley’s main account. I want
the same amount moved to an account for Mr. and Mrs. Granger … they will supply
you with their details. Second, I want to have a way to pay in an easy way,
like the muggle credit card system.
Third, I want to move in immediately in a property with the name
‘Potter’s Castle’. Forth, I want all records of and references to ‘Potter’s
Castle’ to be erased once we leave here. As far as anyone is to be concerned,
that clear? I don’t want any records of the Castle, save for those in
this one book, not its location nor any details to exist. Is that all
possible?”
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"Courier New"'>“Of course, Mr. Potter … we will transfer the two million
galleons, we have wizarding moneybags that function as muggle credit cards and
you only need to look in your book for Potter’s Castle; we’ll make the port
keys immediately. Once you leave here, the records will be amended to reflect your wishes.
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"Courier New"'>“One more thing, if you can, please”
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"Courier New"'>Amok looked at him and bowed. “What else can I help you with?”
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"Courier New"'>Harry pulled him aside and talked animatedly into Amok’s ear for
about a minute. When he was done, Amok stood and walked out of the room. He was
gone for almost 20 minutes. When he came back, he was carrying a small, blue
velvet box. He handed the box to Harry with no words exchanged. Harry simply
nodded his thanks.
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"Courier New"'>Amok the Goblin then waved his hand. Several Goblins entered the
room, chatted in their language, disappeared, and soon came back with papers
and three moneybags.
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"Courier New"'>Ginny immediately started to protest. “I can’t have your money,
Harry. What do you think I am, a whore?” she asked,
shocked.
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"Courier New"'>Harry’s face went ashen. He was aghast and very hurt that she
would think such a thing. “Ginny, we’ll be married within two hours. Take it.”
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"Courier New"'>“But I can’t accept this!”
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"Courier New"'>Harry moved close to where she stood and looked her in the eyes.
“Please, Ginny. I’m not giving it to you for some kind of horrific payment
for…” Harry hesitated and he blushed furiously and couldn’t even look up. “Well
you will be my wife and take immediate control of one third of everything I
have. Now as your husband-to-be, please……….I’m asking
you to take it.” Ginny’s eyes flamed.
Hermione saw what was going to happen, decided to interfere.
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"Courier New"'>“Harry, our-soon-to-be-husband, do you
blanched. “Yes,” he said simply, quietly, and also half-relieved. Mr. and Mrs.
Weasley and Granger immediately loudly bawled, “No!”
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"Courier New"'>Mr. Weasley wrote a short note to Madame Bones, asking for a
person who could enlighten Harry in the specifics of his wedding night.
details of their account, while Hermione was inspecting her moneybag.
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"Courier New"'>“Amok, what is this?”
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"Courier New"'>“This pouch will be personalized for you, Ms. Granger. You think
about an amount of money in galleons and the money appears in the bag. The
amount is immediately taken from the vault of Mr. Potter. Oh yes, there is no
maximum … you can take whatever you need until the vault is empty. The current
value of the galleon in British pounds sterling is five to one, so you have ten
million pounds sterling in your vault.”
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port key to the
the parchment three times. There are elves at the Castle; everything is clean,
maintained and ready for immediate use.”
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"Courier New"'>Hermione frowned, but said nothing. Ginny was still staring,
shell-shocked, at her moneybag.
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"Courier New"'>An astonished company left Amok’s office and they arrived at
Gringotts’ entrance hall. Harry turned
to the others. “Mr. Weasley and Granger, is it possible for you to accompany me
in order to assist me in buying certain necessary things?”
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"Courier New"'>Both men nodded. Harry turned to the girls. “Please buy
everything you need, anything you want. We’ll see each other at six p.m. here,
and then we’ll go to the ministry. Is that alright with you?”
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"Courier New"'>The girls nodded as well. They turned to their mothers and
disappeared towards the shops in a hurry.
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"Courier New"'>Harry turned to the two men. “Shall we?”
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"Courier New"'>“Well,” Mr. Granger said. “ I’m afraid
that you still need to buy the rings, my boy. “
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"Courier New"'>“Yes, Harry, you also need to buy engagement rings,” Mr. Weasley
said with a smile.
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"Courier New"'>“Engagement rings?” Harry asked. “We are already engaged!”
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"Courier New"'>“You are, but it is not complete without the rings.” Mr. Weasley
replied with a grin.
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"Courier New"'>“But … but … when am I supposed to give them the engagement
rings? A minute before we marry?”
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"Courier New"'>“You will get the right moment, my boy. Knowing my daughter, she
will give you hints.”
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“I’m not
good with hints, especially when we’re talking about girls.” Harry responded.