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Harry pulled his trunk out of the back of Uncle Vernon's car. The ride back to number four Privet Drive was same as every year after school let out, tense. Uncle Vernon would always send glares at him in the rear-view mirror. But Dudley was a little different this year. He had actually tried to talk to Harry this time.

“Would you like some help with that Harry?” Dudley asked. Grabbing the other side of Harry's trunk to help pull it out.

“Thank you Dudley.” Harry said, his face going to little shocked with surprise. Harry was really starting to wonder what had happened over the last year for Dudley to change so much. Or did Harry get hit with some weird spell in the Department of Mysteries and he just didn't know it.

“I'll take it all Harry. You just lead the way to your room.” Dudley said, his hand smacking Harry's out of the way and lifting it up on to his shoulder. Harry's eyes widened as he watched the muscles in Dudley's arm bulge underneath his leather jacket. Since when has his cousin been so helpful? Or muscular?

Harry shook himself a bit. Why had he just gotten a bit flustered from watching his cousin lift his trunk like it was nothing. Sure the feather weight charms that was put on it help a bit so that Harry can move it. But this is nothing like what Dudley was doing now.

“Go on Harry. Lets git this up to your room.” Dudley said, tapping Harry on shoulder and heading inside. Harry's face went a little slack as he watched Dudley carry his trunk inside and up the stairs. Harry turned to look at his Aunt and Uncle just to see them just as shocked as he was. Their mouths were hanging open and eyes looked like they wanted to bug out of their heads.

Quickly turning, Harry moved to follow after his cousin. “A Dudley? Doesn't your mom and dad normally want my trunk to be put into the cupboard under the stairs while I'm here?” Harry asked. His feet flying up the stairs to catch up to his cousin.

“Normally yes. But this time I'm going to say screw it and place it up in your room. You must have some homework to do over the summer holidays. I know I do.” Dudley said as he turned to open Harry's bedroom door. Before dropping the trunk in front of him. It slipping off his shoulder to land on it's end. “A Harry?” Dudley asked in a bit of a scared whisper.

“What's wrong Dudley? Why did you just drop my trunk?” Harry asked, the confusion and strangeness of the day was really starting to get to him. First Dudley being nice and carrying his trunk for him. And now dropping it and acting scared all of a sudden.

“Greetings Mr. Harry Potter. I am Dollop. And I am in need of your greet help.” A high croaky voice coming out of Harry's room said. Harry's brows scrunched up as he went up on to his tiptoes to look over Dudley's shoulder. Standing in the middle of his room. Was a house-elf. A red and green sheet wrapped around him like a toga.

“I'm not Harry. But if you are here to hurt him. Then you will have to go through me.” Dudley said, his fists coming up in a bit of his boxing stance as he can make with Harry's trunk in front of him. And Harry pressed up to his back to try and see over his shoulder.

“Drat. I'm not supposed to show myself to anyone that I'm not intending to talk to.” Dollop said. Snapping his fingers and pulling the trunk to rest at the end of Harry's bed.

Dudley widened his stance a little bit. Trying to block this things view of Harry as well as trying to stop him from getting past his bulk. “You don't have to get so worked up like a puffed up chicken boy. I mean your cousin no harm. But now that you know that I'm here you might as well come with too.”

“Dudley that's a house-elf. I don't think he could do me any harm even it he wanted too. At least not without orders to do so.” Harry said. His hand sliding pass Dudley's shoulder to grab his wrist. Trying to get him to drop his guard and relax. Harry knew that Dudley didn't have much trust in magic. Not after what had happen to him in the past. But this is one thing that he didn't need to fight with his fists.

“A what?” Dudley asked. His head only turning slightly to catch his cousin in the corner of his vision. Not willing to let this new thing out of his sight. “I'm not going to let you get in trouble again just because you have to save me. Not after you almost got expelled from Hogwarts after those big black cloud things attacked us.”

Harry face crunched up once again, 'big black cloud things that attacked us?' Harry and Dudley wasn't attacked by big black clouds. Then it hit him, Dudley was talking about the Dementor attack. “You could see the Dementors?” Harry asked, his eyes going wide in shock. There was no way a muggle like Dudley could of see the Dementors. But if he could why was he only saying something now. And if Dudley could see Dementors, that meant that Harry didn't actually brake wizarding law by preforming magic in front of a muggle.

“Yeah they were only big black cloudy blobs. But I could see them, and that's why I tried to run away from it. I didn't notice that there was two of them.” Dudley said. His fist still raised up to protect Harry from whatever this new threat is. Even with Harry trying to get him to lower them.

“Well Dudley you don't have to worry about this one attacking us. He's a house-elf, they are mostly servants to wizarding families. They do things like housework and cooking for them. Hogwarts has a whole kitchens worth full of them. They are some of the most nicest and helpful beings you could ever find in the magical world.” Harry said. Ducking down to crawl through Dudley's spread legs.

“HARRY!” Dudley squawked. The sight of his cousin crawling under him was doing thing he would really not like to think about. Not really understanding where the thoughts were coming from.

“Dudley? Is everything okay up there?” Aunt Petunia called. Her voice coming up the Stairs. “If that freak has done something you need to tell me right now.”

Harry's hand came up to cover Dudley's mouth. A finger coming up to cover Harry's in a shushing motion. “It's fine Aunt Petunia. Dudley just say one of my books and found out that the pictures can move.” Harry said. The lie coming up easily to him.

“Yeah Mommy, why didn't you tell me that wizarding pictures can move?” Dudley said, his voice sounding a little shaken. But following along with the lie. Knowing that his parents would do something offal to Harry if they caught him up here with a magical creature.

“Because pictures are not suppose to move. It's unnatural.” Aunt Petunia said. Her footsteps starting to come up the stairs. Both Harry and Dudley's eyes widened as they both fully entered into his room and moved over to his trunk. Reaching in to grab at a random book as a pop filled the room. Dollop having disapparated, as Harry handed Dudley Quidditch Through the Ages. And opening it to a page. Dudley looked down at the book is shock as he saw that the pictures really did move. There was a person on a broomstick flying around a stadium, dodging other people on brooms, with a red ball under their arm.

“Harry, what is this?” Dudley asked just as Aunt Petunia appeared in Harry's door. “That's the sport I play. It's called Quidditch. It's played with three types of ball, and seven players. There are three chasers and one keeper that handle the red ball there that's called the quaffle. There are two beaters the handle the second type of balls called the bludgers. There are two bludgers and they fly around the pitch trying to knock anyone off their brooms. And then there is the golden snitch. It's handled by the seeker. The game isn't over till the golden snitch is caught. Whoever catches the golden snitch wins a hundred and fifty points for their team. And most of the time wins the game.” Harry said. Pointing out everything that he could on the picture.

“Dudley put that down. You don't need to be concerning yourself with that freakish knowledge.” Aunt Petunia said. Striding forward to take it out of Dudley's hands. Only for Dudley to snap the book shut and hide it behind his back. “But Mom, the pictures actually move and I can see what Harry is telling me.”

“No buts Dudley. There is no need for you to learn about that freakish sport. You have other things to worry about. Like your boxing training and staying in fighting shape.” Aunt Petunia said. Trying with all of her might to get the book from behind Dudley.

Harry reached over to grab the book out of Dudley's hands, just before Aunt Petunia managed to outsmart Dudley and grabbed it herself. Quickly putting it back into his trunk and locking it. Looking up at his Aunt with a bit of a sheepish smile. Aunt Petunia only gave a huff as she looked at Harry sternly, only turning to leave the room after Harry apologized.

“So what position do you play?” Dudley asked, watching as his mother walked out of the room. His hands where still behind his back. “I play seeker. It could be one of the most thrilling positions to play. Seekers have to be fast and have good reflexes do the job properly.” Harry said, listening to the sound of Aunt Petunia walking down the stairs.

“So is Quidditch a dangerous game to play on brooms? I mean with you so high up in the air, and is there really two balls trying to knock people off their brooms?” Dudley asked. His head turning to look at Harry. “It can be. I once fell over one hundred feet in my third year at Hogwarts.”

“And your still alive?”

“One of the teachers casted a spell to stop my fall. I was lucking I only passed out and wasn't hit by lightening.”

“You were playing in a storm?”

“Oh yeah, and that wasn't even the worse of it-” What Harry was about to say next was cut off with the sound of a popping noise filling the room. Harry and Dudley both turned to find Dollop standing in the the room once more.

“My apologizes for leaving like that Mr. Harry Potter. But I can not be having anymore people knowing of my presence here. It is of great importance that I get your help this day.” Dollop said, bowing neatly at the waist to Harry and Dudley.

“Then why did you reveal yourself to my cousin Dudley?” Harry asked. Waving his hand to the side to indicate his cousin. “It was my mistake on my part Mr. Harry Potter. I was in such a great hurry to get your help. That I didn't look to see if you were coming to your room alone, once I sensed come home. I am deeply sorry for having dragged your cousin into my troubles.”

“Dragged me? You haven't dragged me into anything. I was just here at the wrong time. You can just leave me out of what ever it is your need Harry for. I'm not a wizard anyways. I wouldn't be of much help to you.” Dudley said in a bit of a dejected voice.

“No. no, you have seen me and are now a part of It. Lady fate has tipped her hand and has shown you to be worthy of helping me. So help you will give.” Dollop said grabbing hold of both Harry's and Dudley's hands, before pulling them with greater strength then his small body would tell. Pulled them both forward with a pop.

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Harry and Dudley felt almost sick as they appeared in a new place. The feeling of being squeezed through a too small tube was defiantly different then that time Harry used a portkey to get to the World Cup. He almost would of preferred the hook behind his naval feeling over that.

“Uh Harry what was that? What just happened?” Dudley asked, his arms coming up to wrap around his stomach as he let out a few gagging noises. Dollop patting him on the back. “The feeling of side along apparition with pass quickly. I had to apparate us to just outside my quarters so my masters wouldn't hear us. Time is of the essence, and they need your help.”

“Help? What Help? You haven't told us what it is your need my help with.” Harry said. Pulling himself together an little faster then Dudley. Standing up to look around the stone alcove they were now in. “And where are we?” The banners and curtains of red and gold hung alongside ones of Green and silver. The color scheme was niggling at the back of Harry's mind. But he couldn't place them.

“We are currently in one of my Masters's vaults at Gringotts. You see my Masters were cursed a very long time ago. And so hid themselves away in their vaults to protect themselves and other people.” Dollop said. Helping Dudley to stand up to his feet.

Harry whirled to look down at Dollop. “Gringotts?! How were you able to get us to Gringotts!? I didn't think goblins would let anyone be able to apparate in here. Not even a house-elf.”

Dollop wringed his hands together as he looked up at Harry. “Normally you would be right Mr. Harry Potter sir. But you see due to my masters locking themselves down here to protect people. They need a why to get food and to keep up with things on the outside world. So Dollop's family has long held the post of taking care of the Masters. But now time is running short and I cannot have them fall to madness that is setting in. The time of the prophecy is now upon us and you are needed to bring the Masters back to themselves.”

“Prophecy? Curse? What on earth are you talking about? I only just had my O.W.L.s, I'm not some curse breaker and I've had quite enough of prophecies to last me a life time.” Harry said as tears started to fill his eyes. The events of a few weeks ago still fresh in his mind. Taking a deep breath to try and push Sirius diving through the vial, as he dodged a spell out of his mind.

“I am Sorry Mr. Harry Potter. But you are the only one that can help my Masters. The only one my Mistress saw when it was time.” Dollop said. His grip on his own hands becoming tighter has he wrung them in worry.

Harry looked at the elf in sorrow. Why did it always have to be him that got stuck doing the dangerous shit. “Uh fine what do I have to do?” Harry said, his shoulders going slack a bit before straightening back up.

Dollop's face brightened as Harry accepted his request for help. “Oh Mr. Harry Potter sir, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Dollop's Masters were starting to fall to the beasts with in. And the portrait of my Mistress sent me to look for you. She knew that you were read to help my Masters. And you are. Thank you Mr. Harry Potter, thank you.” Dollop run up to Harry and grabbed his hands. Shaking them violently as he shopped in place his joy being to much to contain.

“Yes Dollop you're welcome. But can you please tell me what I'm suppose to do?” Harry said, prying his hands out of the elf's impressive grip. “Yes right Mr. Harry Potter sir. I'm sorry but I am forbidden to tell anyone about the curse, only that there is one. And you will have to find my Mistress's portrait to get the full story. But you must be quiet. My Masters are hopefully asleep. So you should be able to find her portrait without much trouble.” Dollop said. His ears starting to flap a bit as he nodded his head. A hand coming up to point out of the alcove. “My Mistress's portrait is hanging on that central pillar in the center of the vault.”

Harry followed Dollop's hand to look at the pillar. It was made out of the same white stone as the rest of the vault. But was a thousand times bigger then Harry's own vault. With mountains of gold and jewels, with walls of bookshelves. A few suits of armor standing at the end of each shelf. “This is sure a hell of a lot bigger then my vault.” Harry mused aloud.

“Yes sir, we are in some of the first vaults ever to be made in Gringotts. They are meant to be this big because the first families to use them was very wealthy. My Masters being some of the wealthiest.” Dollop said with pride. The honor of working for his Masters brought pride to his family.

“Harry are you saying that you have a vault full of gold just like this?” Dudley asked. His eyes going wide as he took in the sight of gold and jewels before him.

Harry rubbed at the back of his head. “Yeah sort of. I do have a vault like this one. But it's no where as big as this one. And it's up on a higher floor I'm guessing.”

“Yes Mr. Harry Potter sir. We are currently in vault three sir. You trust vault is most likely much higher. But your full family vault would most likely be closer to here.” Dollop said. Poking his head out of the alcove to look around.

“My what vau-” Harry tries to said before Dollop started to push him out into the vault. “There is no time for questions now Mr. Harry Potter-Black sir. You must be finding my Mistress's portrait and breaking the curse.”

Harry looked down at the elf as he was shoved out of Dollop's alcove. “No time for question, Mr. Harry Potter's account manager can explain everything for Mr. Harry Potter when next they meet. And don't touch the treasure. It will alert the Masters you are here.” Dollop said before snapping his fingers and disappearing.

Harry looked back at the spot where Dollop once stood with incredulity. He can't believe that the stinking elf just left them there. With who knows how many cursed monsters in there with them. Oh what ever this portrait is going to tell them better be good. Or he is going to set everything on fire one way or another. Turning to look at his cousin. Harry found him looking up at a suit of armor. It's polished metal reflecting Dudley's face back at him. The last few years of boxing and weight lifting had really done Dudley some good. His face no longer looked like a over inflated ball. But had thinned down to a sharp saw line and high cheek bones. And his shoulders filling out his leather jacket nicely, with a noticeable taper down his side to his waist.

Harry had to shake himself out of his inspection of his cousin. He could not understand what was coming over him. Dudley had always been mean to Harry, but now they were both on this magical adventure together in Gringotts. To find some portrait and brake a curse. What had his life come too. Turning his attention back to his cousin. Harry saw that Dudley had lifted his hand up in front of the armor. “Dudley don't.” Harry said. Moving quickly to snatch at his cousin's wrist. “Remember what Dollop said, don't touch the treasure. It will alert his Masters that we are here.”

Dudley looked down at Harry and back up to the suit of armor. “But it's only a suit of armor. It's not actually treasure.”

Harry arched a brow up at him. “Trust me Dudley. If it's down here in a Gringotts vault. Then it's treasure. And from what I've heard from some of the goblins that I've met. You don't want to touch anything in a vault that is not yours.”

Dudley nodded his head once he fully registered the serious look on Harry's face. “Yeah okay. Lets just find that portrait and get the hell out of here.” Harry nodded back at him. “Yes lets.”

The two wove their way around the the shelves of book and mountains of gold. The two talking softly about what all Harry has done on the Quidditch pitch and explaining more of the game to Dudley. “Wait are you saying in your first ever game, you almost swallowed the little golden ball?” Dudley asked. A amused smile spreading along his face.

“Yeah and it almost went down my throat too.” Harry said, turning his head back to look at Dudley. “Imagine a walnut size ball flying into your mouth and getting lodged inside your throat.”

Dudley's face started to turn a bit of a shade of red as he thought about it. And it quickly turned into something else around walnut size going down Harry's throat. But Dudley was quick to push that thought away.

Harry turned back around as his cousin followed closely behind him. The sight of the pillar being only around the next mountain of gold. “Hey Dudley, we're here. We've made it to the pillar.” Harry whispered, the talking about Quidditch with him was a bit fun. But now they had to better keep an eye out for Dollop's Masters. Harry hadn't much evidence of any monsters here. But with Dollop cleaning up everything. He doubted that if there was any sign of them. It would of only been cleaned up in two seconds flat.

Once reaching and opening in the gold. Harry could see the golden frame of a portrait leaning back against it. Turning to look back at his cousin. Harry held up his hand to motion for him to stop. “Okay Dudley I'm going to go in there and see if Dollop's Mistress is in her frame. I'm going to need you to keep an eye out for Dollop's Masters and warn my if you see them coming. If anything we can hide behind her portrait frame before either of them can see us.”

“Are you sure about that Harry? I can't do magic like you can. Shouldn't I go in there with you. At least if we are caught. I won't be able to used against you.” Dudley said. His voice shaking a little bit in fear.

Harry widened his eyes a little. He was actually a little surprised at his cousins forethought. The fact that he hasn't broken down crying for being kidnapped by a house-elf and left in a wizarding vault with no clue on how to get out. Has really shown the amount of growth Dudley has had over the last year. “Yeah that would be true. But if we have you on look out. You can just run to me and we can hide behind the portrait frame.” Harry says, his hand drawing Dudley's attention to the door sized portrait. The image of a beautiful woman standing in front of a window looking out on to some forest.

The woman looked back at him and Dudley flushed a bit as she smiled at him. Her smooth, sharp angled face giving Dudley thought of how Harry looked when he would see him from far away. The wave she gave them was also bringing thoughts of Harry of when his family picks him up from the train.

Turning quickly back to Harry. Dudley saw that Harry was waving back to the painting. He guessed Portraits waving at him was something Harry was used too. “Alright fine but make it quick. I don't want to be left here on my own.” Dudley said. Harry quickly nodded and left his cousin at the opening.

His light and thin form moving quickly across the open space. Dudley watched on as his cousin moved with grace he did know Harry had. Harry's time on a broomstick really helped in how moved his body in the air. His foot steps coming off as little taps of the stone floor.

Harry reached the portrait of Dollop's Mistress with relative ease. The ground mostly being well swept clean on any coins of jewels that might of fallen from the stacks around the pillar. The woman standing in the portrait smiled down at him as he came to a stop right before her. “Hello, miss, my name is Harry Potter. And Dollop said that you could tell me as to why I was brought here.”

“Yes I was the one who sent him for you. I am Calliope Peverell.” The portrait said. Her light airy voice sounding a bit like Professor Trelawney's. Just not so forced and put upon. Her dark raven hair sitting over her left shoulder in a loose braid. The wide sleeve of her purple robes slid down to her elbow as he flicked it off her. Her stunning green eyes looked down at him with kindness. Only for them to open wide with fright as the sound of clinking coins filled the air. “Look out!”

Calliope's warning came to late as a frightened sound of Dudley's voice came from behind him. “Harry!” And the gold mountain beside him exploded. A massive claw coming out of it and knocking Harry to the floor, pining him where he was once Standing.

A smooth richly deep voice came from over Harry as he tried to blink the stars from out of his eyes. “Now what are you doing here human? And how did you get into my vaults?”

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Harry managed to blink pass the stars filling his vision to stare up in to the eyes of a very large Gryphon. His ruby red feathers smoothly transitioning into golden fur. And wrapped in its tail hanging upside down was his cousin Dudley. Harry grabbed hold of the claws holding him down, as the sound of blood pounding through his ears started to subside.

“I'll ask you once again human. What are you doing here, and how did you get into my vault?” Said the gryphon, it deep voice breaking through to Harry's brain. The sound of his cousin yelling and calling out his name registering in the background of the gryphon's voice.

The gryphon looked back at Dudley as he held him in his tail. “Would you be silent!” The gryphon yelled. “SALAZAR! COME QUICK, WE HAVE INTURDERS!” More sound of coins falling followed closely behind the gryphon's yell.

“What are you talking about Godric? We are currently down in one of the lowest parts of Gringotts. There is no way someone is stupid enough to try and break in down here.” Said a voice that made Harry's eyes open wide in fear. The hissing undertone to the smooth sultry voice made parts of Harry's brain prickle. A part of himself that Harry really didn't want to look at too much. The fact that he could hear the words like they were being spoken twice at the same time wasn't helping Harry's nerves.

“Well we do now hold this big one in your jaws, while I interrogate the one I have in my claws.” The gryphon Godric said. Tossing his tail back once he could feel the snake had gotten close enough to him. Dudley's scream was soon cute off as he was caught by the giant Basilisk that had just came over from a well hidden hole in the wall.

“DUDLEY!” Harry cried out. His hand leaving the clawed foot on top of him to reach out to where his cousin had once been. Tears starting to well up in his eyes as he thought that his cousin was gone. Swallowed whole by a basilisk.

“Oh stop your crying. Salazar hasn't swallowed him. He hasn't even put of fang in him see.” Godric said. Pointing his beak in the direction of Salazar, who partially opened his mouth to revel a now slimy an drool covered Dudley. His hand coming up to hold on to the fangs in front of him. Just before Salazar's tongue wrapped Dudley's body. Opening his mouth wider, Salazar angled his head to drop Dudley down into his coiled body. “I really wouldn't touch my fangs, if I was you boy. If you had managed to cut yourself on them. You would have been dead before I could get the anti-venom in time.”

Dudley looked up and tried to scream. Only for his throat to close up just them an just let out a strangled hiss. Salazar arched a scaled brow. “If I didn't know that you were just trying to scream just now. I would of taken that as an insult.”

“We can laugh at his poor attempt at Parseltongue later love. But right now I want to know why they are here.” Godric said. Looking back down at Harry. His large golden eyes zeroing in onto Harry's face.

“Godric, Salazar stop! I am the one that called for them to be here.” Calliope said. Her voice stopped sounding like it was airy, and was now was set into a hard and stern tone. Her face once soft and sweet. Was not angered and resolute. “Now off my incarnation and let go of his friend.”

“Incarnation? You can't be serious. This is only a boy. You couldn't of only just reincarnated now?” Godric said. His voice incredulous. Looking up at the portrait of his wife. Calliope only arched a brow as she took a step forward and out of the portrait. The paint that once made up her body now fading in to the smooth tones of flesh and clothes.

“By magic.” Salazar's body uncoiled from around Dudley's body to slide up to the woman that had just walked out of her own portrait. “Calliope, my love.” Calliope smiled at the Salazar, as she put up and hand to stroke his face. “Yes my love I have returned. But not as you once knew me.”

“Calliope?” Godric whispered. Looking at the woman before looking down at the boy under his claws. “Oh god my love I am so sorry.” Godric said. Pulling his claws back like he was just burned. The fear of what he had just done, now setting in on him.

Harry looked up at Godric like madness had just set in to him mind. 'What the hell is going on?' Harry thought. The madness of a talking gryphon and basilisk was just absurd. Sure Harry would have been able to understand the basilisk anyways, with him being a parselmouth and all. But the fact that the giant snake was speaking in English was something else.

“Can someone tell me what the hell is going on here?” Harry asked his body only wanting to work so far as to get him to sit up. Dudley's breathy whimpers coming off from the side Salazar just left him at.

“Yes, I can Harry.” Calliope said, a hand coming up to slide along the Godric's side. “But first I must calm down your friend and bring him over. This is something that must be known. But I don't have the time to say it twice.” Calliope's hand pointed back to her portrait. “Even now my time is ticking away. And I don't have long to be left in this world. At least not in the form I am now.”

Harry, Godric, and Salazar all looked back at the now empty portrait. The edges closest to the frame were starting to blacken and fade. The paint flicking off like ashes in a fire. Both Godric and Salazar looked back at Calliope with solemn but sad expression.

Calliope knelt down to look Dudley in the eyes. “Come now child, you are not hurt. And they will no longer try to harm you. A young wizard like yourself shouldn't be scared of them anymore.”

Dudley looked at Calliope with amazement and a bit of wonder in his eyes. The fact that this beautiful woman that slightly reminded him of Harry was talking to him. Was currently making his heart start to flutter. It felt a bit like same feeling he was starting to get from Harry. But Harry is his cousin. He couldn't feel like this for his cousin. “I'm not a wizard ma'am. I'm just Harry's normal human cousin.”

Calliope tilted her head to the side. Even with what little of her magic she had put into her portrait. Calliope could still feel a magical core coming off the boy before her. A loud snort knocked Calliope out of her musing, only to look back at Godric. “If you're not a wizard boy. Then I am a giant flying chicken.”

“But I'm not.” Dudley said. Getting up with the help of Calliope lifting him up. “I never got a letter to go to Hogwarts. And I don't have a wand.” Dudley said, pulling off his jacket to show that he had now wand strapped to his person. And the pockets in his leather jacket were to small to hide anything other then a pack of cigarettes. Thankfully Dudley had given up that habit not long after taking up boxing.

Salazar squinted his eyes at the boy walking over. Calliope's hand rubbing along the back of his shoulders. His leather jacket now slung over his arm. “It would seem that there is some foul play at work here Godric.”

“What do you mean Sal?”

“I am not sure, but it will have to wait tell the curse has been broken for me to be fully sure of what is going on.” Salazar said. Watching as this other boy went to go sit down beside his cousin.

“Foul play is at work here indeed my love.” Calliope said, moving to sit down on a chair that appeared for her. “Thank you Dollop. You did your job well, You have my eternal gratitude.” The sound of light giggling closely followed after Calliope's praise.

“Remind me to smack and kiss that house-elf after this curse is broken.” Godric said, looking around the area to see if he could catch a glimpse of the elf.

“Same.” Salazar agreed. His large storm gray eyes looking down at the three humans sitting with them.

“Um excuse me.” Harry said raising his hand to look at the two creature and portrait lady sitting before them. “You all keep talking about a curse and haven't given us any explanation as to what it is. I'm guessing it has something to do with your current forms now. But I can't for the life of me understand how you are able to talk. Are you some type of Animagus or something? And how did you step out of your painting? And what did you mean by saying I'm your reincarnation?”

Calliope stared back at Harry, her eyes looking at him with a bit of longing and love. “Well Harry that is a very long story and I don't have much time to tell it. So I would like for you two to stay quiet while I talk. While yes the curse has something to do with Godric's and Salazar's animagus form. It is not the full cause of the curse. You see-” and Calliope went into a tale of how Godric and Salazar had been searching for students and teachers for their new school, with their friends Helga and Rowena. Calliope had been one of the few people that had interviewed for the post of divination teacher. Along with another person. And when Calliope had gotten the job over the other person. The man had tried to curse her. Saying that there was no way that he could loose out to a witch. And tried to curse her. Only for Godric and Salazar to get in the way an blocked most of the spell.

The curse even though it was mostly blocked by the shield charms the two had put up. Still managed to have peaces slip pass and effect Godric and Salazar. And giving Calliope a chance to send him flying out of the window with a knock back jinx. His screams coming to a quick stop as he hit the ground. “The cushioning charm hadn't been invented yet. So he had no way to stop his fall.” Calliope said as she reached the end of her tale.

“Okay that gives us some back story.” Harry said as what he just heard started to run through his head. Only for his eyes to widen as the names of the two creatures finally clicked into place. The banners and curtains in Dollop's alcove. “Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin, you two have the same names as the Hogwarts founders.” Harry said, pointing up to the two creatures. “And you are talking about the founding of Hogwarts.”

“No Harry, they don't just have the same names as the Hogwarts founders. They are the Hogwarts founders. You see the curse the was thrown at me all those years ago. Was suppose to turn me into my animagus form and make me go feral. But our two soul-mates here protected me. And even though the curse was mostly blocked. It slowly ate away at Godric and Salazar. Making it hard for them to change back to their human forms. So when it came close for them to be unable to change back. They decided to lock themselves up in out vault to protect everyone.” Calliope said folding her hands into her lap. “By the time Godric had been unable to change back. I was already about to leave this mortal realm. So I and our children lead Godric down here to be with Salazar. Leaving a portrait of myself and bit of my heart down here with them.”

“Oh god I'm talking to the Hogwarts founders. Hermione is going to be so jealous of me.” Harry said as he did a little jig while sitting down. “If you are Salazar Slytherin, then why did you leave a basilisk down in the Chamber of Secrets? In my second year the memory of one of your descendants opened it up and tried to kill all of the muggleborns in the school.”

“What!?” Salazar asked. His eyes blinking in shock as he looked down at Harry. “I didn't leave a Basilisk in the school. And why would I want to hurt muggleborns? I'm platonically soul bonded to Godric here. He is a muggleborn. And what is the chamber of secrets?”

Harry arched a brow at the large snake before him. “The chamber of secrets is a secret chamber that was built by you under the castle to hold your monster to purge the school of all those you deemed unworthy to study magic.”

“What are you talking about? Yes I built a large potion chamber under the school. It was made for my more experimental potions. I didn't want any of the toxic fumes to effect any of the students. But I never did have a live basilisk down there. Only the dead one I used for potions and to make my finest wand.” Salazar said. His heart starting to beat fast has he thought back to the snakes body that was placed under a stasis spell to keep it fresh.

“Was the basilisk pregnant when you killed it?” Godric asked. His brows rose up in shock as he looked at his bonded.

“I don't know it could have been. I didn't really look to see if it was clutching. I pretty much thought that if it was that they would die along with the mother. I did use the killing curse on it.” Salazar said, his body starting to coil up as he thought about what sort of danger he might of put the school in.

“Yeah well what ever it was, I kinda wish you were both human again so I could smack you.” Harry said under his breath. The shear amount of stupidity of bringing a dangerous creature like that into a school and not even checking if it had young growing inside it. A strange feeling starting to well up inside of him. Like the few times Harry has done accidental magic. But this was feeling it was coming from somewhere a lot deeper. The feeling to get up and hit the two was growing, and if he didn't get up to do it Harry thought he was going to explode.

Slowly rising to his feet, Harry looked at the two creature before him. Both sitting on opposite sides of Calliope. Harry's hands were starting to burn with the magic that was welling up in his body. Everyone watched in confusion as Harry motioned for Godric and Salazar to lower their head down to meet him. Before Harry's hands ignited in fire and two loud slips rang out through the vault.

Both Godric and Salazar pulled back as the burning palms touched their faces and fire spread all across their bodies. The burning flames of Harry's magic lifted the two up into the air. Before a bright flash of light blinded all those watching. Calliope smiling as she turned her head to look away from the changing forms of her soul-mates.

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Alarms sounded as the blinding light began to fade. The sounds of shifting stone filled the air as dragon hide dressed goblins filed in. Several giant barrels with hoses and hand pumps being dragged behind them. Their harsh voices yelling back and forth with each other. As they surrounded the central pillar. Only for them to stop at the sight of the fire dying out and reveling two rather muscular humans floating where the two creatures once stood.

Red and green runes glowed across their skin as they sank down to the floor below them. Landing on unsteady feet as they looked at their now human forms. Godric and Salazar grabbing onto each other for support they both tried to find there footing.

“Salazar?”

“Godric?”

Both men looked into each other eyes before taking the other into a hard embrace. Tears welling up in their eyes as they were once again human. What ever magic Harry had done to them had made them human again.

“Lord Slytherin? Lord Gryffindor? How, how could this be?” The head Goblin of the Gringotts Fire Brigade stepping up to them asked. The sight of the two formerly stuck in creature form wizards standing before him now turned to look at them.

“Fire Marshal Garnus,” Calliope's sweet airy voice said before Godric or Salazar could say anything. “It is great to see you again. But I don't think that we'll be needing your services today. But a few healers would be very much appreciated. Along with our account manager. As well as Mr. Potter's account manager if your please.”

Fire Marshal Garnus looked over at the woman he had only seen in her portrait before walking up to him. The sight of two boys standing behind her, not going unnoticed by the goblin. “Of course Lady Calliope.” Garnus said, giving a the young Potter lord a quick glare. As he turned around too his fire brigade team. Giving them all orders in Gobbledegook, before turning back around to stare at the five humans.

“POTTER!” Fire Marshal Garnus sneered, causing the boy to flinch as he approached him. “You have a lot of nerve to sneak your way in here and brake into one of our vaults. After ignoring all of our summons for you to appear before your account manager.” Garnus said, glaring up at the boy as he took in his confused expression. Briefly taking notice of the scared and whimpering boy standing next to Harry.

“I'm sorry Mr. Garnus, I have no idea what you are talking about.” Harry said kneeling down to get a better look the Garnus in the eyes. “I've never gotten any mail from Gringotts before. Not even a bank statement.”

Fire Marshal Garnus' eyes squinted as he looked deep into Harry's eyes. In all of his years of working for Gringotts, Garnus has never looked into eyes that had shown with so much innocence back at him. Even for a wizard of the young Potter lord's age, he had not seen this much. “If you are lying to me boy. I will make sure that you pay a dearly for it.” Fire Marshal Garnus said, pointing one clawed finger into Harry's face.

Harry nodded as he looked at the sharp tip of Garnus' claw. Trying very hard to not get nicked by it. “Yes sir. I understand. But I can tell you with all honesty, I have never gotten a letter of summons from Gringotts.”

“He is telling the truth Garnus.”

Everyone turned as they heard a new voice entered into the conversation. Walking toward them were two goblins dressed in black suits with purple robes, along with four wearing white robes. Glowing green runes shining brightly on each one of the four goblin's shoulders. Garnus arched a brow at the coming goblins. “What do you mean Ragnok?”

One of the goblins in the purple robes spoke, his voice giving off a deep rumble. “It is like the boy said. He has never received a letter from us. For the last three days we have sent out letters to Lord Potter with tracking runes on them. And each one has been driven off coarse and intercepted. And I can give you three guesses on whom has been doing it. But knowing you you only need one.”

“Dumbledore.” Garnus said, his voice pitching into a growl. Balling his fist up to slam it down on to his thigh. “That meddling old fool. When I get my hands onto him.”

“Yes Garnus, we know what you would like to do to that man. But right now we have work to do.” Said the slightly older goblin standing next to Ragnok. His sounding like a smooth hiss, bringing to mind the sound of metal sliding against stone.

“Of course, Elder Konmell,” Garnus bowed to him, “I did not mean to offend. I know that your time is precious, an you just had your oldest clients return to human form. I will take my leave.” Garnus rose back up from his bow before turning to leave.

“Not just yet Garnus.” Konmell said, raising a finger. “I want you to stay. I would like to hear your account of what was happening when you got here. As well as for you to stand as witness if needed.”

“Of course, Elder Konmell.” Garnus bowed once more. Moving over to stand off to the side. Knowing to well that he didn't want to anger the elder in anyway.

Elder Konmell nodded as he turned to look at the five humans standing before him. His eyes widening a bit as he watched Godric let go of his longest friend. To stride over to the young Potter lord and pull him into a deep kiss. His smooth naked body being slid up flushed with the boy.

Harry's face going a deep red as Godric's strong muscular arms wrapped around his shoulders and waist, tongue playing against his lips. The thin fabric of his shirt doing nothing to stop Harry from feeling the wash board abs and large pecs rubbing into his front. And was trying very hard not to think about the thick slab of cock that swung between Godric's legs.

“Gods I've waited centuries to do that to you again my love.” Godric said, once he pulled back to look Harry deeply into his emerald, green eyes. Harry looked up at the bright smile on the beaming red head's face.

“I don't think our Harry was ready for that mate.” Salazar said. Sliding up beside the two. His own smile appearing on his slightly thinner but still square jaw. He dark raven hair swept back along his head. Making Harry jump a little bit as he slides his also muscled arm around the center of the boy's back. Letting it rest right on top of Godric's. Leaning down to give a soft chased kiss to the corner of Harry's lips. “But I know how you feel, there is so many things that I want to do now that we are human again.”

“Ahem.” The sound of someone clearing their throat, brought the two lovesick and horny humans back to the fact that there is still other people around them. As well as a very confused and shocked Harry between them. Pulling away a bit Salazar and Godric looked a little bit sheepish.

Elder Konmell looked at his two oldest clients, his eyes moving up and down their bodies. Cataloging each new feature to be added to both of their files. Both seeming to be as healthy as they were when they were creatures. “Now I can understand as to why you would want to see healers just after you had returned to being human. But why was two extra healers summoned? I'm more then confident that your normal healers would be enough.”

“The summons for extra healer was my doing Elder Konmell.” Calliope said, her light footsteps bringing her closer to the goblin. Before she knelt down and bowed to Konmell.

“Lady Calliope, how is this happening?” Elder Konmell asked, his hands going up to grasp at her own. Calliope smiled as she pointed to her portrait. “I had made a spell that would let me come out of my portrait once my soul was reunited with my soulmates. But it also slowly burned away my paint, so it is a one-way trip.”

Konmell looked over at the slowly flaking off paint, setting flight like ashes on the wind once it burned off. “I see, but that still doesn't tell me why you needed four healers instead of your normal two?”

“Yes about that.” Calliope said looked down at the floor before turning to look at Harry and Dudley. “I have reason to believe that there has been some magical tampering with my reincarnation, as well as with a new soul-mate.”

“Very well.” Konmell said. Looking over at Harry and Dudley. “Young Lord Potter, boy please come here.” Konmell crooked his finger at them. Godric and Salazar letting go of Harry as they too were summoned over by two of the healers.

Harry grabbed Dudley by the wrist as he slightly dragged him closer to the goblins. “Harry no. Why are we going over there? Those things are scary and look like they can kill us.” Dudley whispered, his body trying to put up as much of a fight as it can. Not really wanting Harry to go into danger alone. But not wanting to get closer to these goblins either.

“Boy's got some good instincts on him. Might be one of the first smart humans we've ever met.” Ragnok said in Gobbledegook. His sharp beady eyes watching; looking the boy up and down.

“They very much can Dudley.” Harry said in a whisper back. “That's why we are going over there after they summoned us. It's so we don't give them a reason too kill us. Plus ignoring someone after they have called you over is very rude.”

Konmell arched a brow over to Ragnok, who only shrugged. “The Potters has always known the dangers of goblins, and what we can do. The fact that the young lord does too. Only makes my job easier.”

“Elder Konmell, Mr Ragnok. It's a pleasure to meet you.” Harry said, giving a slight bow to the two. Elbowing Dudley in the side a bit to get him to do the same.

“And us you Lord Potter.” Ragnok said. Returning the bow. “I am Ragnok, the account manager of the Potter estate. And this is my colleague Elder Konmell. And who prey tell is this boy standing next to you.”

“This is my cousin Dudley. We were both together was Dollop came into my room at apparated us here for our help with those two.” Harry said, pointing over at the two men being checked over by the healers.

“Your cousin aye? That would mean that he is a muggle then?” Ragnok asked. His hand coming up the rest on his chin.

“That is what I would like to find out, Sir Ragnok.” Calliope said, a hand coming up to rest on Dudley's shoulder. “You see I still have a little but of my power. And I can sense the faint trace of a magical core in him. It is weak and shrouded but hasn't been snuffed out yet. And I sense that someone has tried to tamper with my soul in this reincarnation.”

Ragnok looked up at Calliope with wide eyes. The thought that someone would shroud the magical core of another. No less a boy. It set shivers up Ragnok's and Konmell's spines. “Very well Lady Calliope. We will get everything we need to do a full health check. Both physical and magic.”

“I have all of the potions that you will need if you want them Elder.” Salazar said, his large soft cock bouncing as he took steps closer to them. His narrow hips slowing swaying as he walked. Both Harry's and Dudley's faces flushed a deep red as they both tried not to look at the naked man.

“Thank you, Lord Salazar.” Elder Konmell said, snapping his fingers and summoning a cabinet in through the arch way that lead to another room. Opening the cabinet, Ragnok retrieved two white bottles. Pulling out the stoppers, Ragnok held out the bottles to the boys. “I need six drops of blood from each of you to do a health check.”

The two other healers each held out a small leaf bladed silver knife. “What do you mean you need six drops of blood? What would putting our blood into the bottles tell you about us medically?” Dudley asked, looking at the two goblin healers with fear.

Ragnok arched a brow. “The potions in these bottles are specially to magically look though your blood and tell us about any injury you have ever had, along with in spells and potions you have had casted on you.”

Harry nodded as he gently took one of the knives from the healer, and sliced his finger open. Allowing six dropped fall into the open bottle. Once all six drops made it in, Harry's finger stopped bleeding. Lifting it up to show Dudley that the pain doesn't stay long.

Dudley watched Harry with a bit of trepidation. A little shocked to see the finger Harry had sliced open was now healed. Not really understanding what all was going on. But really wanting to know if he was probably a wizard just like his cousin. Dudley quickly took the knife and cut his finger. The blood quickly welling up and flowing out of his veins. Hurrying to put the blood into the bottle. Dudley spilt it around the outside of it. To wound quickly healing back up once the potion got the amount it needed.

Ragnok rolled his eyes as he put his thumbs over the openings and started to shake them. The two healers pulling put parchment from their robes and held them open for Ragnok. Once the potion inside the bottles started to thicken. Ragnok poured out the potions on to the parchment. The blood red liquid glowing as it started to travel down the page. The magic in the parchment letting it grow as Harry's listed out all of his injuries, he had ever gotten over the years. Dudley's mostly stopping at around two feet.

“Well Lord Potter, I can see that you have lived a very traumatic life.” Ragnok said. His brows arching up in a bit of concern as it came to a stop at around seven and a half feet.

“Yeah you can say that.” Harry said with a bit of a sardonic voice.

“It is showing here that you have face quite a bit of abuse over the years living with your aunt and uncle.” Ragnok looked over at Dudley as he looked down at the floor. Knowing full well that he hadn't helped at all while Harry was getting beaten or starved by his parents. Hell a lot of his punishments could be laid at Dudley's own feet. Especially when he and his friend would hunt down and beat up Harry.

“But I can see that your own magic has healed all of physical wounds. But the malnutrition is something that will have to be rectified. As well as these spells and potions that has been placed on you. Both of you.” Ragnok said, looking over Harry's parchment, an then turning to look at Dudley's.

“What spells and potions?” Harry asked, moving over alongside Ragnok to look down at his parchment. Bypassing the list that showed every injury Harry had ever had in his life. Harry looked down at the words Spell and Potion contaminants.

Spell and Potion Contaminants

1 – Loyalty potion keyed to Albus Dumbledore

2 – Distrust potion to anyone not in favor of Albus Dumbledore

3 – A mistreatment rising charm, keyed to make the Dursleys, makes the person(s) charm is keyed to to mistreat the one the charm is casted upon.

4 – Love potion keyed into Ginny Weasley, (slow acting)

5 – Distrust potion keyed to Malfoys

6 – Distrust potion keyed to Professor Snape

Harry looked down the rest of the lines of spells an potions. Not wanting to believe that the reason he was so badly treated at the Dursleys was because of a spell placed on him by his headmaster. All of his life he was mistreated and abuse because some old bastard wanted him weak and moldable. To what be a weapon against Voldemort? Harry wanted to rip the twinkling eye fools face off. Coming down to the last line. Harry's eyes squinted at it, pointing it out to Ragnok. “What does that mean. Anchor Soul Vessel of Tom Riddle/Voldemort?”

“That means Lord Potter that you are the vessel of a soul anchor. Most likely the night He who must not be named tried to kill you. Forced the anchor part of our souls. The part that keeps up bound to our bodies latched on to you that night. And with that part of his soul still holding on to this side of existence. He who must not be named can not be killed.” Ragnok said. His voice going flat as he looked down at the parchment.

“Neither can live while the other survives.” Harry whispered.

“What was that Lord Potter?” Ragnok asked, looking up at Harry with slight concern.

Harry shook himself out of his worrying thoughts as he looked back at Ragnok. “Nothing Mr. Ragnok. Just remembering something I really would like to for get.” Harry said just before he was pulled into a crushing hug by Dudley.

“Harry I am so sorry. I so so sorry. I didn't mean it. I was under the control of a spell all of my life. You were never meant to be treated like you were your whole life. And I was suppose to make things different. I have magic and was suppose to go to Hogwarts with you.” Dudley said through thick tears running down his face. His hold on Harry getting tighter as he broke down into sobs.

Salazar and Godric looked on at the two with a bit of sorrow. Their whole live being pretty much a lie because of one man's interference. Salazar nudge Godric in the side as the two split up to help the two cousins. Godric wondering off into the vault and Salazar going to the cabinet. Quickly finding the two potions he needed. Salazar tapped both boys on the shoulders. “Quickly take these two potions. It will clear out all spells and potions from your systems. As well as repair any damage that has been down from them. Sadly Godric and I are going to need our wands to take care of the soul anchor peace.”

Harry was sucking in huge lung fulls of air. The crushing hug Dudley had captured him in was slowing killing him. Taking a few steps out of Dudley's hold, Harry took the offered potion at popped the cap. “Thank you Salazar.”

Salazar only nodded as he watched the boy start to down the potion. Quickly putting a hand up to stopping Dudley from lowering the bottle. The minor gagging sounds the boy was making showed that this was the first time he had taken a potion. “You need to drink it all in one go for it to work properly Dudley.”

Dudley looked up at the man a little wide eyed as he gulped down the thick slimy potion. Wondering how Harry was doing it so easily.

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Harry and Dudley both dropped the bottles as the lest drops of the potion slid down their throat. The glass shattering on the floor as they both doubled over. The feeling of something rolling around in their stomachs starting to take hold of them. Harry instantly remembering that time he took Polyjuice. But the feeling of his skin crawling was only less concerning. As his very inside felt like they wanted to vacate his body all at once.

Dudley wasn't feeling much better. He had already fallen down to his hands and knees and started to retch. A thick black fluid was starting to come up with each heave of Dudley's frame. More and more black liquid fell from Dudley as his skin started to glow. Like some sort of shroud was coming off of his with each retch.

“You need to let the black liquid out of your body too Love.” Salazar said as he came up to rub up and down Harry's and Dudley's backs. “The cleansing potion won't work, unless you let it out.”

Harry had been stubbornly trying to hold whatever the potion Salazar had given him. Not really understanding that the rolling and sick feeling in his guts was supposed to come out. Madam Pomfrey had always told him to try and keep any potion that was meant to heal him down as much as possible, unless told otherwise. No matter how bad it tasted.

After hearing from Salazar that he was supposed to throw the potion back up. Harry couldn't hold it in much longer and starting to retch right alongside his cousin. The very same thick black liquid quickly falling from Harry's own mouth. Harry and Dudley both threw up the black muck for a good five minutes, before the last few drops of slipped from their parted lips.

Salazar continually rubbing soothing circles into their backs. As one of the healers vanished all of the black muck off of the floor. “I'm so sorry that you both had to go through that. But it was necessary to get the magic that was used against you out.” Salazar said, helping Harry and Dudley to their feet.

“Yes, it was Lord Salazar.” One of the healers said, his face set in a sneer as he looked at the stain still left on the floor. “And judging by how black that muck was. It was very powerful dark magic.”

Harry looked down at the black spots on the floor. The now pitch-black stains replace the once polished marble floor. His body now feeling lighter than it once did. A strange since of calm was now settling over him now. Before a slight warming sensation flared along his back and arms. Harry was about to turn and ask if the warming of his back and arms was a normal part of the potion, but the sound of Dudley's scream along with a bright light roaring to life right next to him. Stopped Harry's concern about the warmth, as he turned to look at a now floating Dudley.

His body in a blaze of white light. Harry watched on in a bit of horror as the light kept going up in intensity as more and more skin was exposed. His clothes being burnt away in the display of raw magic. Turning quickly to see if anyone was going to help his cousin in whatever was happening to him. Harry was shocked to find everyone smiling up at the now naked boy. The last of his clothes having turned to ash and floating to the floor.

And before Harry could take a single step to try and help his cousin. A strong set of arms caught him around the waist, pulling his back into a equally strong, naked body. “No let me go I have to help Dudley!” Harry said as he tried to twist and turn in Salazar's grasp. “There is nothing you can do right now my love. His magical core is trying to reestablish itself. After so long of forced dormancy, it's throwing a bit of a temper tantrum now that it is unleashed.” Salazar whispered into Harry's ear. His arms going a bit tighter around the squirming Harry. The feeling of Harry's lithe body pressed so close to his own. Was making a certain part of his body come alive again.

Harry stopped his squirming as a full body shiver raced through him, as Salazar's breath ghosted across his ear. “I-is that a good thing?” Harry asked, trying with all of his might not to moan, as the feel of something starting to twitch behind his ass. One of Salazar's hands coming up to grasp one of his shoulders. “Very mush so my love. It means that out of sheer luck, it wasn't damaged from the dark magic.” Salazar said with a smirk. Delighting in the shivers he could feel running along Harry's body each time his tongue ghosted over the shell of the boy's ear.

Harry, Salazar, and the Goblins all watched as the light emanating from Dudley's body began to fade. The magic that was once holding him in the air gently floated him back down. Dudley wobbled a bit on his feet as his new body came fully back to gravity. Harry stared at Dudley in amazement, long gone was Dudley's remaining baby fat. And now stood a strong, taller, broad shouldered, and thin waist Dudley.

Harry could feel heat rising along his neck as he took a peek down below his cousin's now toned wash board abs. Now sitting above a set of full and heavy balls was a long and thick cock, that Harry was pretty sure wasn't there before Dudley's transformation. Even the set of brown runes running along the arch of each hip was new.

“Now that was quite a bit of magic there my boy.” The rich loud voice of Godric filled the air as he came back with a couple of chests under each arm. Now dressed in brown leather pants with the laces still mostly undone and few linen shirts an second pair of pants hung over his shoulder.

“Yes, it was.” Calliope said, her form a little paler now. Even with her smile still showing the same affection as she was before. “You look like what you were always meant to be. I think your core made you eat so much before to try and keep itself from going out.”

Dudley looked down at his body in amazement. Taking notice of his now more muscular body. And taking a special note of his cock and the brown runes arching over his hips. Trying to turn his body enough to see how far they went. Only for him to turn all the way around, showing of a runic tribal tattoo of a boar on his back.

“So he's a boar.” Salazar said as he loosened his grip on Harry. Not really surprised when Harry broke free of his hold and ran over to his cousin. Dudley stopping his attempt to try and look at how far his tattoos went to catch Harry before he ran into him.

“Dudley are you alri-” Harry didn't have a chance to finish his sentence, before Dudley leaned down and kissed Harry fully on the mouth. Dudley's hands once holding Harry's shoulders. Had now slid to his hips and pulled him closer.

Harry's eyes felt like they were going to bug straight out of his head. As Dudley forced his tongue into Harry's mouth. Along with the feeling of his hips being pulled flushed with Dudley's own. Reaching his hands up, Harry tried to use Dudley's hard chest to push himself away from his strong hold.

Feeling Harry's weak attempts at trying to push him off, Dudley pulled back to look down at emerald, green eyes. “Are you alright Harry?”

“Am I alright? Dudley, I should be the one asking you that.” Harry said as he looked up at his cousin with concern. “You were just a glowing ball of light two seconds ago, got your body transfigured, and you just kissed me. I'm pretty sure that I'm not the one that you should be concerned about.”

The now sharper lines of Dudley's face came with a few dimples as he smiled. “I've never felt better in my life Harry.” Dudley said as he swept Harry up into a hug and spin. His now larger arms holding Harry up like he was nothing. The joyous laugh coming from Dudley's throat filled the room with how right he now felt. Like a shroud had been place over him his whole life. And now if was finally lifted.

“Yes, yes we are all very happy for you boy.” Ragnok said as he snapped his finger. A pair of leather pants and a linen shirt came flying through the air to hit Dudley square in the face. “Now put some clothes on. We still have a bunch of work to do today. And not a lot of time to do it in. Lady Calliope's portrait is fading fast. And we still have a soul anchor to extract.”

“Right sorry.” Dudley said, quickly pulling down the clothes from his face and trying to put them on. The snug leather of the pants magically expanding to fit over Dudley's thick leg muscles. Calliope coming over to help Dudley get dressed in the old-style clothes. A deep flush running up from his chest to his face as Calliope positioned his cock in a more comfortable position, before having him pull the shirt over his head and tucking it all in and tying the laces. A stuttered “th-thank you” breathly leaving his lips. Calliope only smiled at him, as she pulled back from him. “You are welcome, Dudley.”

Calliope made her way over to Godric as he handed Salazar his clothes. “I see you were able to find our old wands well enough.” Godric smiled at his wife as he kicked open both chests. “Of course, my dear. Like I could ever forget the ways you organized the vault. I still remember the first time you came in here and said we wouldn't find anything with the mess it was in. I never wanted to have a tongue lashing of that magnitude ever again from that day onward.” Godric slowly moved down to kiss Calliope, only for her to stop his before he could make contact. “My love, you know I am a portrait. I am not truly the woman you love.”

Godric looked down with his lips turned down a bit. “I know that my dear. I even know that you have came back to us in a new form. But the fact that you are standing here in front of me, doesn't mean that my aching heart still does not yearn for you.” Godric said as he clasped both of Calliope's hands in his.

Calliope squeezed Godric's hands back. “I know you do my handsome gryphon. Just as I know that Salazar longs for me too. He may be hiding it a bit better than you. But I can still see the sadness in his eyes, every time he looks at me. But even though that I am not here in the same form as before. Please know that I am still with you.”

Godric nodded as he looked from Calliope and over to Harry. The young raven-haired boy still adorned in the remnants of his blush brought on by his cousin's kiss. “That you are my love. And even as a very cute boy. But did you have to come back with another soulmate? Wasn't Salazar enough for you?”

“You know as well as I do, that I would have no control over that. Only fate can decide that I needed another soulmate. From what we just saw right now. Fate deemed it prudent that I have another soulmate for protection.” Calliope said, a hand pointing down at the two black stains.

Godric's eyes turned a bit stormy as he looked at the stains. “Yes, I know love. And I promise to you like I did so long ago. That I will protect you from each threat, no matter whatever it or you take.” Godric said as he reached down into one of the chests. Its red lining holding a few well-maintained wands. Its tip lighting up a golden sparks an the call of a gryphon roaring out.

“And that goes double for me, my sweet.” Salazar said now fully clothed, as he stepped up to the other chest, this time lined with green. “Now I wish I didn't let one of the kids go off with my best wand.” The wand Salazar grabbed out of the chests gave off puffs of silver smoke and ash. “I guess this one will have to do.”

Harry and Dudley watched the three a bit sheepishly; as they had heard pretty much everything, they had said to each other. Harry's flush had comeback a bit when he heard Godric calling him cute. Only for it to come back with full force as Dudley leaned down a bit to give Harry a kiss on the head and agree with the man.

“Are you two going to stay over there an be all cutesy with each other, or are you going to come over here and let Dudley pick out a wand?” Godric said in a bit of a louder then needed tone. And hand coming down to squeeze at his crotch.” But if you want to stay over there that's fine too. I'll just come over there and get you. But if I have to do that, the clothes are coming back off and I'm getting both of you naked.”

“Trying to tempt Harry with a good time?” Dudley says with a bit of a smirk. His arms sliding around Harry's waist and pulling him into his hip. Godric arched a brow at Dudley. The sheer bravado the younger one was giving him. Apparently, it wasn't just magic that was brought forth from the release of Dudley's core. Or was the boy still riding the high of it? Godric only shrugged, not really caring. “Maybe, but we can figure out the dynamics of our new relationships later. Right now, come pick out a wand”

Harry looked at the two in confusion. He could remember the times of cockiness his cousin would git from his gang back home. But it was nowhere near this level when in the presents of wizards. Harry was quickly pushed out of his thoughts once Dudley started to move. His arm still wrapped securely around Harry's waist.

Salazar Stepping away from Godric and Calliope. As one of the goblin healers waved him over to a patch of cleared floor they had been working on. Bending down to listen to the goblin as he pointed down at the floor. A faint blue glow starting to emit from the spot the healer was pointing at.

Dudley watched on in a bit of wonder as they stopped in front of Godric and Calliope. “What are they doing over there?” Harry asked as he felt a small tug from behind his scar over there.

“That my love, is where Salazar and the healers are going to get that soul shared anchor out of you.” Godric said as he looked over to where is bond mate stands. The sound wards the healers had set up blocking whatever is being said. “But we'll leave that to later when they are done preparing the circle. Right now, I need Dudley to look into these chests and pick out the wand that you feel is calling to you.”

Both Harry and Dudley nodded, as the latter let go of Harry's waist to crouch down and look into the red lined box. The faint sound of a roar coming from it, drawing Dudley in. feeling like he was in a trans Dudley reached forth and picked up a dark handled wand with a gray tip. A somewhat sickly-sweet scent along with a loud roar filled the air as raised it to eye level.

“Huh, the Hawthorn and Nundu whisker wand I made.” Godric said as he looked at the wand Dudley pulled out. Calliope arched her brow as she looked from the wand to Godric. “Isn't that the wand you made after your trip to Africa?” Godric beamed at her. “Yes, it is. I was very lucking when I found the beast.”

“You were lucky that it didn't kill you. If It wasn't your affinity with big cats and some of my potions. You wouldn't be here today to be talking about it.” Salazar said as he walked back over from the healers' wards.

“Aa you worry too much Sal, you know that there is no a cat alive that I can't tame.” Godric waved his bond mate off. Salazar rolled his eyes at Godric's usual cockiness. “Harry we are ready to do the ritual to get that soul anchor out of you when you are?”

Harry looked at the small group around him with a bit of apprehension. Dudley was the only one looking a bit clueless as to what was about to happen. But Godric, Salazar, and Calliope were all looking at him with kind smiles. Each one of them giving him a small nod as he turned to look at the now glowing ring of rune floating a few feet off the ground.

“Well, we best get this over with. I don't want to have any peace of Voldemort's soul in me any longer than it already has.”

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Harry took in a deep breath as he stood right outside of the circle. The runes floating around it glowing a light blue. “Now Lord Potter. Once you enter this ring, you will not be able to come out of it tell we are finished with the ritual. Do you understand me?” One of the Goblin healers said, her face set in to a grim line of determination.

“Yes Madam Healer.” Harry said as he looked back to everyone standing behind him. Godric and Salazar standing on opposite sides of Dudley. Both of them having tense postures as they looked from Dudley to each other. Before giving Harry reassuring nods. Their bodies ready to stop Dudley if he tried to interfere in anyway. Dudley only looking on Harry with a bit of concern. Still not understanding why Harry was going inside the glowing circle.

Harry nodded back at the two men as they both went to grab Dudley under the arms and around the back of his neck. Dudley only jumping a bit in surprise an gave off a shout, as the two strong men pinned him to their sides. “We're sorry Dudley.” Godric said, “You need to stay here with us and not let you interfere with what is about to happen.” Salazar said, his face getting close enough to place a kiss to the side of Dudley's head. “What Harry is about to do is very dangerous, and we can't let anything go wrong when souls are involved.”

Harry toned out the explanation the two were giving his cousin. Take his final step into the runic circle. The power of passing through the wall, was like nothing like Harry had ever felt before. The only thing that could come close to was that night he dueled Voldemort in the graveyard. And the golden dome that had surrounded them.

Harry was soon pulled out of his thoughts as the force of the magic in the circle pulled his to its center. The light blue glow of the runes starting to change the closer he got. Until they had turned a blood red. The goblin healers around it, bringing up their hands and starting to chant.

The red runes now arching beans of light from them an into Harry's scar. The magical force was building as the healers chanted as one. The runes began to rotate around the circle, as the healers voices rose higher. The feeling of gravity soon left Harry as he started to float in the air.

Dudley wanted to cry out and run to Harry, once the runes started to spin around. But the hold Godric and Salazar had on him was iron clad. The two whispering that everything was ok. That the ritual was going smoothly. Calliope watched on with a sad expression as black smoke seeped out of Harry's scar.

Harry's body was pulled taught like a bowstring, as he felt something like claws trying to take hold inside. The magic of the Healers and runes slowly pulling the soul anchor of Voldemort splinter by splinter. This ragged and jagged peace trying to hold on to its current vessel. Harry could feel his own magic thrum as he to tried to force the cancer out of his body.

The chanting soon getting drowned out as a pained scream forced its way out of Harry's mouth. As the black smoke soon turned into the yelling visage of Voldemort. Its pale spectral form crying out in rage as it tried to sink itself back into Harry's scar.

The healers getting louder in their chats as they drew the very last bits of Voldemort's soul out of Harry's body. Allowing for his body to fall back down to the floor. Harry's eyes looking up at the thing that was inside of him. But not really seeing the thing that everyone else was. No what Harry could see was right through the smoke, was a small curled up form. It's skin red with blood and suck right to it's bones. It's mouth moving in a silent plea as it rose up into the air.

Harry didn't have the chance to understand what he was seeing before three sets of strong hands grabbed him to pull him out of the circle. Harry could only get a brief glance of colors. Before he was enclosed in three massive bodies. Each one grabbing a hold of him as they hugged each other. Only for them to stop an turn as the sound of screams stopped. The black cloud falling to the ground and leaving the lone figure Harry saw in the black mass earlier.

“What is that disgusting thing?” Dudley asked as he looked at the body on the floor. His arm clasped around Harry's shoulders and holding him to his massive chest. “That Mister Dursley is what happens with your split your souls.” Ragnok said as he looked down at the thing in disgust. “And to think, The is one of your descendants Lord Salazar.”

Salazar looked down at the thing and back to Harry. Disbelief that one of his own children could do such a thing to themselves. “No descendant of mine could do something like this. As Lord Salazar Slytherin, I banish this thing for record and family tree.” Salazar said as he cupped Harry's face and whispered quiet apologies. The walls of the vault shook and hummed as magic heard the lords decree.

The thing on the floor writhed on the floor as silver lights floated out of it. The family magic it could once pull from slowly being taken away from it. Everyone watched on as it slowly lost what little form it once had.

Harry blinked and gasped as a hooded figure appeared from a shadow between two bookshelves. It's dark as night cloak billowing in a non-existent breeze. The Healers didn't stop chanting while the person walked closer. Coming to a stop right as the tiny creature on the floor.

“Tom Riddle. I meet you at last.”

All of the people in the vault shuddered as the dark creature spoke. It's voice sounding like ice running down their spine. Like it will be the last voice anyone will ever hear when their time comes. The small creature Tom could barely open its mouth to scream as the cloaked person picked him up. And bring it into the folds of its robes.

“I must thank you Harry Potter. I thought I would have to wait tell your death to be able to collect this soul.” The cloaked figure said as he looked at the four men before him. “But since you were able to make the soul extraction a bit earlier than expected. I can do so without having to walk you on first. Like I did in your past life.” The cloaked figure turned to look at Calliope. “Are you ready to walk the path again my dear.” The cloaked man held out a skeletal white hand.

“Hello Lord Death. I believe so that I am.” Calliope said as she took the hand offered to her. Her smile sweet as she moved to stand right next to Death. “It's not often that I get to walk the same person twice Lady Peverell. Even when they are reincarnated.”

“I know Lord Death. But we both know that this was the pact that was signed to long ago.”

Death gave a small chuckle. “Yes, I know. You only gave me enough of your soul to reincarnate you. But your memories was left to that painting.” Death moved to sweep a lock of hair behind Calliope's ear. “Now are you ready to be whole once more?”

“Yes I am.” Calliope smiled and turned to look at Harry and the three holding him. “I wish to be with myself and my soulmates. All of them.”

“Then your wish is surely granted.” Lord Death replied. Calliope's form going a pale ghostly white as she slowly walked forward to the four. The white mist soon braking up as it closed in on Harry and sank into his body.

Godric and Salazar looked on with tears running down their eyes as Calliope fully turned into Harry Potter and ceased to be what she once was. Each one cupping a hand around Harry's face as a faint image of Calliope's face appeared upon it.

Harry couldn't help but feel a bit bad for the two men looking down at him with so much love for the person that was once his own soul. The love the three must of shared all those years ago. But Harry didn't have much time to really dwell on the fact that the two in front of him might only love him for who he once was. Because Lord Death once again started to speak.

“Young Lord Peverell, I hope that when your time comes once again. That you will come with me without much fuss. Unlike this whelp I have here.” Death said as he pulled back out the soul of Tom Riddle. “With this little thing. I can drag each and every piece of his rotten soul to me. So, for this you have my gratitude.” Death soon turned to walk back down the way he came.

And as he almost reached the shadow he came from, Death stopped to look back at the group. The healers had stopped chanting an looked at death in awe. “Oh, and before I forget.” Death reached for the hem of his cloak and pulled it out. “I found this one wondering where he shouldn't of. It wasn't his time to die. So, my wife took care of him. I hope you will take better care of your soulmates in the future Lord Peverell.”

Harry felt the breath freeze up in his lungs as a large black dog came running out of Death's out spread cloak. Harry not believing his eyes forced himself out of the hold of Dudley, Godric, and Salazar. Running at full speed at the dog.

“SIRIUS!”

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The large grim that was Sirius's Animagus form so shifted to a muscular man dressed in thin black linen. The shirt flaring out to the side of Sirius's body as he caught Harry around the shoulders. Harry's face going right to the middle of Sirius's chest.

“Sirius, Sirius, I'm so sorry I let you die.” Harry said, tears starting to fall as he borrowed deeper into Sirius's hold. Sirius only held Harry tighter as he cried. His hand coming up to thread through Harry's hair.

“Oh Harry. My sweet, lovely boy.” Sirius said into Harry's hair. “You didn't let me die. It was my fault that I fell through the vale in the first place. I should of been watching where I was diving into.”

“No, no. If it wasn't for me going to the Ministry in the first place. Then you wouldn't have had to come rescue me.” Harry said, pulling back to look up into Sirius's stormy grey eyes. Harry's own looking a little red as the tears slid down his face more. Harry felt the air catch in his throat as he looked up into the now handsome face of his godfather.

Gone was the lines and stress of his time in Azkaban. Now stood a very tall, strong, and powerful man in his prime. An looking younger than he ever was before his trip through the vale. Sirius was smiling down at Harry, not really minding the tears the was left on his bare chest. “Oh Harry. I would go to the Ministry to fight for you a thousand times. If it meant I can keep you safe.” Sirius said as he leaned down to capture Harry's mouth in a earth tilting kiss.

Sirius cupped the back of Harry's head as his other hand slid down to hold at his hips. Harry stood their wide eyed as his Godfather kissed him. Before letting the feelings of his body take over and gong along with the kiss. Harry's hand going up to slide along Sirius's linen clad shoulders. His mouth opening to Sirius's probing tongue.

“Ahem.”

The kiss between the two was quickly broken by the sound of someone clearing their throat right behind Harry. Sirius's eyes flicked up to glare at the person that was stopping him from ravishing his little soulmate's mouth. Harry felt a blush climbing up his face as he looked over his shoulders to the three other humans and goblins in the room.

“Can I help you? Because as you can see, I'm currently in the middle of something right now.” Sirius said with a bit of a growl. The deep rumble of hit Animagus form slipping into his normal voice.

Godric only smirked at this new dark-haired man. “Yes, I can see that. But that is my soulmate you are currently kissing. And I normally don't mind sharing. As long as it is with my other brother mates.” and at this Godric's smirk darkened. “But I don't know who you are or how you were with lord Death.” At this point Godric was now pointing his wand between Sirius's eyes. “But if you so much as try and hurt my Harry. I'll curse you so bad that lord Death wouldn't even want to collect you.”

Harry made a small squeak as he tried to turn around in Sirius's hold. “Wait. No. Stop.” Harry said as he pushed himself away from Sirius's chest. “It's not what you think, Godric.” Sirius only held on to Harry tighter as he squirmed. Only to stop once something started to harden in front of him.

“So, you are the one of the others I'm going to have to share my darling boy with.” Sirius said as his eyes traveled up and down the red head before him. Godric only arched a brow at him. Sirius's eyes flicked down to look at Harry. His face showing the worry he was feeling from the possibility of one of them hurting the other. The faintest hint of a wink turning Harry's worry into confusion. “Lady Fate did tell me that I was going to have to share when she rewrote my fate. I didn't think it was going to have to be from the start.”

Godric was now cocking his head at this stranger currently standing in his vaults. At this point Salazar and Dudley had come over to look at the handsome man holding their soulmate. “Excuse me?” Salazar asked, his hand coming up to lower Godric's wand arm down. “Did you say that Lady Fate rewrote your fate?”

“Yes, I did.” Sirius said as he looked at the three wizards before him. “It seemed that I was one of the few people in the world to not have a soulmate. So she decided to tie me down to Harry. Thinking that he could possibly keep me here on earth tell my time actually comes.” The now boyish smirk Sirius was sporting did nothing to stop the three from noticing that his hand was now cupping and kneading Harry's ass. Said boy was trying hard to not let out the moans of pleasure that was wanting to escape him.

“Alright that's enough.” Ragnok said as he pulled Harry out of Sirius's arms. “I will no longer stand here and let you to continue molesting my client.” Ragnok's clawed hand coming up to push at Sirius's hip, the tips coming a bit to close to the thick outline of Sirius's hard cock.

Sirius swallowed a bit as he stepped back from Harry. A hand coming over to press into his shaft. Checking to make sure that he wasn't bleeding accidentally. “I'm sorry Sir Ragnok.” Sirius said as he held up his hands in surrender.

“Well at least whatever has happened to you Lord Black. It at least didn't truly addled your mind.” Ragnok said as he looked Sirius over. His clawed hand coming up to cup at his chin.

“No just turned me into a horny teenager again.” Sirius said with a bit of a smile. His arms coming to spread out beside him as he did a little turned. Showing off more of his well-built body and the thin linen clothes he was wearing. It was almost sheer enough to see through, even with the dark color it was dyed in.

“So, you've been reverted in age I see.” Ragnok said. His eyes taking in everything and looking to see how it stood up to his memory of the boy when he was a boy. “For the most part you look the same as I remember you from your time at Hogwarts. But I can also see things that has been changed. Why is that?”

“Oh, that was Lady fate's design.” Sirius said as he pulled out a scroll from his pocket. “She thought that since everyone things that I am dead. I should have a new lease on life. So, she turned me into my own cousin.” Sirius handed the scroll to Ragnok.

Ragnok arched a brow as he unrolled the scroll to look at it. A muscle in his jaw starting to tick a bit as he looked at the parchment and back up to the grinning man. “Orion Sirius Black, age seventeen, coming back to the U.K. After hearing about the untimely passing of his cousin Sirius Orion Black to take over the Black Lordship until the coming of age of Sirius's heir Harry James Potter.” Ragnok read off, his voice going into a bit of a monotone as he went on.

“It says here that you are from an American branch of the family, and you still need to attend you last year of school here at Hogwarts.” Ragnok said as he handed the scroll off to Elder Konmell. Sirius looked a little down at that. A hand coming up to scratch at the back of his head. “Yeah, I tried to get the Lady not to have to send me back to school. My pleading only fell on deaf ears.”

“I see Lady Fate has other plans for you then Lord Black.” Elder Konmell said as he sided up next to Ragnok. A hand coming up to hide his mouth as he gave a small chuckle. “I sense that for whatever reason. You are needing to be at Hogwarts when it happens. Come Ragnok. I have a feeling we just have a few new files to look at in our offices.”

Ragnok gave the Sirius a stern glare. “Yes, I would say you would be right Elder.” Ragnok said, turning to follow behind Konmell. Mumbling about added paperwork and things getting too lively for the bank. Elder Konmell could only chuckle more and say, “at least we don't have to worry about that dark lord being back anymore.” For Ragnok to stop muttering and just agree with the older goblin.

The five wizards watched the two goblins head off towards one of the vault entrances, disappearing around a pile of gold. Harry feeling a bit overwhelmed, turned to sit on the gold pile right next to him. His face heating up at everything that has happened today.

“Harry? Love are you alright?”

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Sirius Black                                                                                                      Dudley Dursley

Harry rested his head in his hands as the world started to feel like it was spinning around him. His eyes clenched shut, and his mind was filled with fragments of memories and thoughts. As Harry felt something fully cement inside his soul. A peace that he didn't even know that was missing falling into place and filling him with power. Harry's eyes flying open as he arched his back.

Harry's emerald eyes glowing as images flooded his mind. Dark smoke rising out of objects all over the country. As Lord Death called the piaces of Tom Riddles soul to him. As Death slowly stocked towards Tom's new body. All of the Deatheaters in Malfoy Manner, stood back in shock and fear as Death stepped closer. Each spell they had cast to protect their master doing nothing. Tom's mouth open in a silent scream as his body started to flake and dissolve before them. As the last bit of Tom Riddle rejoined with the rest of his soul. His body nothing more than a pile of dust on the ground. Before Lord Death turned to disappear in the shadows from which his had came.

Harry's body collapsed on to the pile of coins he was sitting on. As his vision cleared and Harry see Sirius, Dudley, Godric, and Salazar looking down at him in worry. Harry's breath came out in harsh deep pants and his looked up at them. “He's gone. Voldemort is truly gone and never going to come back.” Harry said with tears welling up in his eyes. The threat that was Voldemort was now gone forever and the prophecy with him.

Sirius looked down at Harry with wide hopeful eyes. His hand coming up to cup the side of Harry's face. “Really Harry? How do you know?”

“Lord Death showed me. He used what was left of our link to show me. I watched as he turned to ash and dust and Lord Death taking his soul away. The Deatheaters could do nothing to stop it.” Harry said with a bit of a excitement. Slowly sitting up and get his equilibrium back.

Sirius let out a sigh of relief as he sat down beside Harry and pulled the younger boy into his arms. Tears falling down his cheeks as he pulled Harry into a hug. “He's gone, he's finally gone and we are free.”

Harry nodded into the hug as he thought about a brighter future then the one he had earlier. Godric, Salazar, and Dudley looked on at the two holding each other with love and relief. Everything that had happened to them in their lives finally being over. Before a light pop disrupted them.

“As happy I am that the Dark Lord is finally gone and the Masters are in human form again. But Master Dudley's Mother is now looking for him and is starting to get worried that you are both missing. Or I should say that you have kidnapped him.” Dollop said as he appeared next to them. A bit of a sheepish look on his face. Since he was the one that did the kidnapping.

“Oh shit, Mum.” Dudley said as he looked down at his new body and his wand. “Do you think they are going to treat me like you when we go home and I have magic?”

Salazar looked over at Dudley with a shake of his head. “If they have the same spells putt on them as you did. I doubt that their actions was fully their own. They most likely have spells on them that made them worse people than they actually are.” Salazar said as he goes over to a cupboard standing by a bookshelf. “Dudley? What did you mean that you were supposed to change everything and that you were meant to go to Hogwarts too?”

“My Mum and Dad has always called Witches and Wizards freaks and magic abnormal. Something that shouldn't be. And My Mum would always get a very bad look on her face when she would see Harry's wand. Like she was jealous of him having one.” Dudley said as he thinks back to how his family acts around Harry.

“Mmm hmm.” Salazar hummed as he looked into the cupboard. “Ah.” Salazar pulled out a long flat box and held it under his arm as he turned back to his mates. Godric arched a brow as he looked at the box held under Salazar's arm and back up to his eyes. “Are you wanting to test that theory now love?”

“Yes I do Rick.” Salazar said as he walked back over to his mates. “Plus if this works. We might be able right a few wrongs that has happened over the centuries.” Salazar smiles as he reached out to his oldest friend.

“Oh if this works, you are going to change the wizarding world forever.” Godric grind as he pulled Salazar into a hug. “Alright you three. Dollop is the only one that can apparate inside of Gringotts. So we will all have to hold on to him to get us out of here and back to your house without going through the bank itself.” Godric said as he pulled back from Salazar and looked at Harry, Sirius, and Dudley.

Harry looked over at Godric and Salazar, and then to Dudley and Sirius. “Wait don't we have somethings we need to do here?” Harry asked, knowing full well that his Aunt getting worried about Dudley's disappearance could mean trouble for him. But his Account Manager has been trying to get a hold of him for awhile now.

“We can come back to straighten things out here later my love.” Salazar said in a gentle voice. “The Goblins will hold everything for now. Right now we need to go calm down your family and get them cured from the curses that has been placed on them. We'll come back to the bank afterwords.” Salazar lent down to kiss Harry softly on the cheek.

Dollop nodded, his bat ears flapping as he held out his hands for the five wizards to hold onto. “I will gladly bring you back to Gringotts Master Harry to sort everything out with your Account Manager. After we have cured your family and set them free of their curses.” Dollop said as he grasped Harry's and Sirius' hands. Dudley, Godric, and Salazar taking Dollop's other hand. Harry nodded as he tightened his fingers around Dollop's, and let himself be pulled along as they disapparated away.

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As the squeezing sensation stop. All six of them appearing in the living room. Only for Aunt Petunia's high voice scream and Uncle Vernon's deep baritone shout. “WHAT IN BLAISES!?” Harry and Dudley turned around to see Petunia and Vernon in the dinning room. Both of them on the other side of the table as Petunia tried to hide behind Vernon.

“Hi Mummy, Dad. I'm home.” Dudley says with a big smile on his face as he steps forward to his parents. His large muscular arms widening as he moved around the table to hug them. “Hold it right there mister.” Vernon said as he held up his hand to stop Dudley from coming closer. “I don't know who you are calling Mum and Dad. But this is not your house and you are not our son.”

“Dad, it's me Dudley.” Dudley said as he came to a stop right before touching them. “I know that I look different right now. But it's still me.” Dudley said as he looked at his parents with his a bit of hurt and sadness in his eyes.

“Dudley?” Petunia asked as she stepped out from behind Vernon. “Yeah mum it's me.” Dudley said as he stepped forward again, only to now look down at his Mum face. His magical transformation now making him taller them his parents. “Dudders, what happen to you? How did you get so big?” Petunia asked as she cupped the sides of his face.

“Dudley? What happened to you my boy?” Vernon asked as he now had to look up to meet his son's eyes. A hand coming up to rest on Dudley's shoulder. Feeling the hard muscle under his palm. Taking in Dudley's linen shirt and leather pants. “And why are you wearing such strange clothes?”

“That would kind of be our fault.” Godric said in his rich baritone voice. Stepping forward with a small bow to his head. “I am Godric Gryffindor. And this is my best friend and platonic soul-mate Salazar Slytherin.” Godric motioned to Salazar beside him as they mover up to great their new family. “It was thanks to you son and nephew that we are standing here before you both today. They were able to break a curse that was placed upon us and save our lives.”

Vernon and Petunia looked from their son to look at the two strange men now standing in their living room. Both of them standing tall, proud, and very handsome. Godric's flaming rad hair shining in the light of the sun, streaming in from the windows. And Salazar sharp features giving him his signature noble baring. Only to look pass them to see Harry standing with another man. The other man's long black hair flowing cross broad shoulders and a slight beard growing across his jaw.

“Harry? What is the meaning of this? What did you do to my boy?” Petunia asked as she didn't dare to step closer to the three strangers standing in front of her. “Explain yourself now boy.” Vernon demanded as he glared at Harry.

“No, Mum, Dad. Harry didn't do this it me. I did this to me.” Dudley said as he moved to cut off his parents line of sight with Harry. Petunia and Vernon froze as they looked back at Dudley. “What do you mean Diddykins. There is no way you could of done this to yourself. Only magic could of changed you this much.” Petunia says as she looks Dudley over once more.

“Magic did do this to me mum. But it wasn't Harry's that did it.” Dudley said as a grin broadened. “My own magic did this to me. Mum, Dad, I'm a wizard. I have been all along. My magic was just blocked all this time.” Dudley held up his new wand to show his parents. Flicking it a bit to show some sparks flying out of the tip.

“That's not possible.” Petunia and Vernon said as they watch Dudley play with the sparks flying out of his wand. Their eyes following each flick of Dudley's wrist. The sparks changing colors as he does so. “How can this be? How are you only showing magic now?” Petunia asked as she stepped forward to stop Dudley's arm.

“I can answer that m'lady.” Salazar said as he stepped up beside Dudley. “You see your son and most likely your whole family has been cursed for the last several years. Dudley here was cursed to have his magical core blocked. And was now thanks to fate, he was brought to the only people that could cure him.” Salazar said as he clapped Dudley on the shoulder.

“Cursed! My Duddy was cursed?” Petunia screeched as she grabbed hold of Dudley and pulled him to her. Using strength only a mother could pull off when she thinks her baby is hurt. “Mum, mum I am fine. Salazar and Godric cured me. And they can cure you both too.” Dudley said as he pulled himself away from his mother's grasp.

Vernon and Petunia looked up at Dudley with shocked and bewildered faces. “Cure us?” Petunia asked as she stepped back from her son. “Cure us from what Dudley? Your mother and I aren't sick.” Vernon said as he looked up at his son.

“No you both aren't sick. But if you are like your son. You both have some pretty powerful curses placed on you.” Salazar said as he places the box he was carrying down onto the table. Pressing one of the nobs on the front and opening the lid. A rack of potions popping out. “If you like I can run a full medical check up on you both and show you what curses that has been placed on you.” Salazar took two of the same potion that Harry and Dudley used to get their medical check up. Taking out a small blade and holding it out to them.