They Were Just Kids ; george weasley (on hold)

⌑ Chapter 19 ⌑

{The camera is so close to the broom handle, that the golden engraved words shine.}

All Quidditch fanatics, and co, grinned greatly at the sight of the new and improved broom, all more than excited for when all the much more advanced Quidditch equipment to come.

Harry: But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for all this? I haven't any money.

Suddenly, Sirius started laughing, like a madman— the future already used to his mad laugh, looked bored— everyone else looked as though they wanted to get as far away from Sirius Black as soon as possible, preferably now worked best for them. "You—you haven't got any money!" Laughing between, almost, every word uttered. "You have got to be joking, because the Potters are like rich-rich my dear child! 'Haven't got any money!' Oh, you are hilarious!"

Once Sirius' laughter had come to an end, the movie continued.

Hagrid: Well, there's your money, Harry. Gringotts, the wizard bank.

{Pointing towards the enormous building, in front of them.}

Hagrid: T'aint no place safer, 'cept perhaps Hogwarts.

"Cause Hogwarts is so safe, right Professor?" Hydra said sarcastically, before looking at Dumbledore at the last part of her sentence— saying the word 'Professor' in a mocking tone.

Dumbledore did nothing, knowing better than to. And for the first time in his lifetime, Albus too many middle names Dumbledore kept his mouth shut.

{The two walk inside the bank, side by side. At every desk inside the bank, goblin's occupied them. Harry and Hagrid walk up to the front desk, as goblins move around and work, not acknowledging the two.}

Harry: Uhm, Hagrid, what exactly as these things?

Hagrid: They're goblins, Harry. Clever as they come it but not the most friendly kind of beats. Best stay close.

{Harry was looking around as he said that, the screen showing the goblins working at their respective desks as Harrygazes at them, with fear and slight awe. Harry immediately does as he is told, with no hesitation at all, scooting himself closer to the giant beside him. Hagrid clears his throat, once Harry and himself make it to the first desk.}

Hagrid: Mr. Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal.

{The goblin at the desk, looks at Hagrid expectantly before turning to Harry, his gaze the same, leaning forward but not before placing his quill back into its inkpot. His sharp, dirty teeth on display, as though to try and scare the little boy.}

Goblin: And does Mr. Harry Potter have his key?

Hagrid: Oh, wait a minute. Got it here somewhere.

{Hagrid digs into his pocket, before pulling out a golden key with a trumpet look.}

"He definitely should not have that." Fleamont Potter said in an exaggerated and joking tone, yet all know that it was true, Hagrid should not have the Potter's key; even if the last living person with Potter blood, was a child.

Hagrid should not have that key.

Hagrid: Ha! There's the little devil.

{Hagrid suddenly leans forward, and beings to whispers to the goblin helping the two.}

Hagrid: And there's something else as well.

{Hagurd goes back to digging into his pocket, but this time pulling out a letter.}

Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore—

"*fake cough* dumblewhore *fake cough*" Nyx said, all noticed and almost all wanted to say something, but none had the courage; all too scared of the time-travellers, but more specifically her mothers.

So, all were silent causing the movie to continue.

Hagrid:— gave me this. It's about you-know-what in vault you-know-which.

This was getting better and better within the second for the past, what could Hagird possibly be talking about? Why is it such a secret?

{Handing the letter to the goblin, Harry just looked at him curiously, obviously wanting to know what happened.}

Goblin: Very well.

{The goblin, Harry, and Hagrid were shown now on the ride, the ride that led to all the vaults within Gringotts.}

Goblin: Vault 687. Lamp, please.

{The goblin said when he stepped out, of the now none moving cart. Hagrid handing him the lamp, instantly. The goblin made his way to the vault door, Hagrid and Harry right behind him.}

Goblin: Key, please.

{Hagrid took the lamp from the goblin and gave him, the most likely stolen, key. The goblin placing the key inside the keyhole, and turning the lock, the sound of gears working were heard before the vault opens, to reveal a humungous amount of gold inside his vault.}

Hagrid: Didn't think your mum and dad would leave you with nothing now, did ya?

{But it was quite obvious by Harry's silence and expression that he did. Harry Potter— the mighty saviour of the Wizarding World— had thought that the parents that gave up their lives for his to continue on living, left him with nothing.}

Lily and James were stunned into silence, shocked that their own son would think that they left him with nothing.

But they didn't blame him, they blamed the Dursleys, they blamed Dumbledore— it wasn't shown yet that Dumbledore had anything to do with this, but they just knew that he did— they blamed the goddamn Wizarding World. But they didn't blame Harry.

The soon-to-be-parents had gotten up from their seats, hugging their son as tight as they could; silently trying to show how much they loved him already— Harry understood, and he squeezed them just as right back.

Tears came to Harry's eyes as he forced down the sobs that desperately wanted to come out, burying his face in his mother's neck; comforted by the smell of his mother, by the arms of his parents around his clinging body, by the forehead kisses they gave every once in a while.

{The screen cut from Harry's face onto Hydra's and then Draco's.}

Jude is just too cute i swear but anyways thank u all for reading, voting, commenting, all of it, thank u so much :) i hope u liked this chapter and i hope ur week was great cz h guys deserve it <3