Hermione and his other bondmates were now beside him looking at it. Hermione glanced up at the photographs hanging over the table and realized some of them were aerial shots of the land outlined in the plans below, but there was no house and no Godric's Hollow.
"I don't think so," Hermione said and she pointed to the photographs. "I think this is the land...see the lake? But there's no house in the photo, nor is there any town around it and they lived in Godric's Hollow."
"This is it, isn't it?" Harry asked. "What they were giving me, but what is it?"
Fleur had noticed something else lying on the table. "It was zeir dream I think," She pulled out the parchment that showed a deed to a large plot of land. "I don't think you would 'ave been an only child."
"Why is this here?" Harry asked. "They couldn't have done all of this here could they?"
"Maybe, remember they were moving around a lot before they went under the Fidelius," Hermione reminded him. "They might have wanted a place to keep it spread out."
"Twenty minutes of Vault time is all that I can stay," The Goblin announced. "If we stay any longer I must charge you for my time."
"Come 'Arry," Alain said gently. "Let's get you some gold and get your summer started. If you'd like, we can take zis with you, or take it to my 'ouse so you can 'ave it zis summer."
"Could you sir? Take it on to your house?" Harry asked. "I'd like to explore it some more later."
Alain nodded. He pulled out his wand and shrunk the plans and pictures down. He folded them carefully together and put them in his pocket. "I will have zem waiting for you when you get zere. Now get your gold and we can get out of 'ere."
Harry glared at Hermione when she only took a handful of Galleons.
"Fine," She said finally and shoveled more gold coins into her bag until it was completely full.
"Wonder how much we took?" She asked as she looked at the pile of coins that didn't appear to have changed.
The Goblin looked down at the parchment he had and said. "The vault now has twelve hundred and eighteen less Galleons than it did."
Soon they had exited Gringotts and made their way back out of the Leaky Cauldron. The limousine was still parked where they had left it. The man dressed as the Chauffeur was leaning against the bonnet reading a newspaper.
The ride to Little Whinging was a more somber affair. Though Hermione still tuned in another radio station, Harry was obviously thinking of the vault and his parents. When the driver signaled that they were only ten minutes away, Harry's bondmates gently brought him out of his thoughts.
Shortly the limousine turned onto Privet Drive and stopped in front of Number Four. When Hermione went to open the door, Alain shook his head. "Wait," He said smiling.
As they looked out the darkened windows, they could see various neighbors starting to look out their windows, or coming out to see what was afoot at the Dursleys. Finally they saw the front door of Privet Drive open and the overly large shape of Uncle Vernon appeared dressed in one of his best suits.
The Chauffeur got out of the limousine and as Vernon Dursley approached he asked. "Ees zis number four Privet Drive? Mr. Vernon Dursley?"
Vernon swelled as he looked importantly around at his neighbors. Though it was only a Frenchman, he obviously had an important passenger. "Why yes, that's ME and that's MY house."
"Ah, excellent," The Chauffeur replied and went to open the door to the back. "My employer would like a few words if 'e may."
"Of course, Of course," Vernon said and by then Petunia, who had obviously tried to quickly throw on a dress and beautify herself, walked out and joined her husband.
Alain gave Harry a wink. "What is ze muggle saying? It's showtime?"
Harry couldn't help but smile at Fleur's father. Mr. Delacour got out quickly when the door opened. The Chauffeur quickly closed it again to make sure the Dursleys could not see who else was in the car.
"Good day Monsieur Dursley," Alain said in a voice that carried well. "I am a representative of ze French Government and I've come to safely deliver several special...people to your care for ze near future."
By now many of the surrounding neighbors were out in the lawn watching and listening to what was going on. Some had moved onto the road itself.
"Ze gentleman in question recently risked 'is own life in preventing a known terrorist from carrying out a plot zat would 'ave endangered ze country while 'e also willingly threw 'is body in front of a...a bullet to prevent 'arm to an innocent person," Alain continued and the crowd of neighbors drew closer listening to his every word. Vernon was starting to get suspicious but could not stop what was happening. "In fact my government and 'er majesty's government both 'ave acknowledged 'is deeds, unfortunately zey could not do it publicly because of ze nature of ze threat," Alain nodded at the chauffeur who reopened the door. Fleur was the first one to step out followed closely by her sister. "Zese are two of 'is girlfriends, oh and zere is 'is ze third," Hermione climbed out of the car. "Of course you must know I am speaking of your nephew Mr. 'Arry Potter who attends one of ze more prestigious boarding schools in ze country," Harry couldn't help but chuckle as he climbed out of the car. Vernon face was as red as it could be as he stared at the freak in front of him.
All around them they heard the neighbors talking to each other. Sounds of 'St. Brutus?' 'Government?' 'Terrorist?' could be heard.
As Harry saw Dudley come running out of the house, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss Fleur who returned the kiss with a lot of passion.
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