Barchoke cleared his throat and Harry turned back to him.
"Are you - are you sure you want to see him?" Barchoke asked. "The last Account Manager, Hammerhand. There's nothing you can do."
"If Lichfield's right, then he was probably attacked because he refused to help this guardian steal money from my dead parents," Harry said. "The least I can do is go see him."
Barchoke nodded and rose from his seat, taking his Concealer with him.
"On the way, I can explain why we'd like this rental agreement," the goblin smiled.
'Oh joy, ' Harry thought as the two left the room together.
...
Ginny Weasley smiled as she reached her favorite part of her favorite book.
Harry's eyes blazed like brilliant emerald suns. His gaze seemed to reach into the very heart of her, warming her, claiming her. His strong arms circled around her in a protective embrace.
"Oh Harry, you're so brave!" the red-haired girl exclaimed. Her bodice was ripped and torn from the Monster's heinous claws, her bosom heaving as she seemed to breathe for the first time since he left to do battle with the fearsome beast.
"I thought you'd surely be killed!" she cried, crushing herself against the strong masculine form of her savior.
"Never, while you still live," Harry said as he smiled. Oh, how he smiled a smile that seemed to fill the entirety of the Chamber itself with warmth.
"Not even Slytherin's fearsome beast could keep me from you," Harry said softly. "And with mighty Gryffindor's help, I've slain the beast, and no one will ever need to fear from it again."
The girl looked down to the sword on Harry's hip; its brilliant rubies seemed to radiate the fire of Harry's love for her until they shone with the very color of her hair.
"Oh Harry."
'Oh Harry, ' Ginny thought as she snapped the book shut and clutched it to her heart. 'One day he'll come, ' she said to herself. 'One day my Harry will come for me.'
"Hello there, Weasley family?" a strange rough voice called from somewhere near, causing her to jump in fright.
"Wh-who's there?" the red-headed girl called.
"I'm Litigator Lichfield of Gringotts Bank, and I'm looking for the Weasley residence."
Ginny scrambled from her seat at the old dining room table and raced her way to the fireplace, slightly slipping on the smooth wooden floor. She tightened her bath robe around her. There, sure enough, was an old grizzled face staring up at her from the fire.
'It's hard to tell his face from the other logs on the fire, ' she thought to herself. Quickly she gave herself a mental kick. 'That's not the way Harry's beloved behaves, ' she reminded herself. 'She's always polite and demure. '
"This is the Burrow," she said to the man, hoping she came off as polite. "I'm Ginny Weasley. My mother's out back, do I need to get her?"
"Not necessary," the man said. "You can tell me what I need to know. Is this the home of a lad named Ron Weasley, or is there another place I should look?"
"Yes, he's here," Ginny said confused. "What would a litigator need with my brother? Is he in trouble?" Ginny asked smiling. She loved getting her brothers in trouble.
"Not at all. Just confirming the location," the strange litigator said. "I call on behalf of a certain client of mine, a client that your brother invited to stay with your family this summer."
"Invited to stay?" the girl asked. "The only person Ron's asked to stay was-." Suddenly her eyes went wide and she turned as pale as a sheet. "Oh, Merlin!"
"Yep," the rough old man said. "This is the place. He'll be there shortly."
With that the man's head disappeared from the fire with a pop .
'Oh Merlin!' Ginny thought to herself. 'Harry's coming. And he's got a litigator. He's going to ask dad for my bride price!'
The little girl ran to her room to get ready for what was sure to be the most important day in her life.
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