Arrangements

33, breaking into gringott's

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>> BREAKING INTO GRINGOTTS<<

The grave is beautiful it really is. Even though I'm watching it from far away, it's easy to tell.
I don't wanna go to close to harry. I don't want to do anything to disturb his grieving. I slowly turn around trying to have my eyes on Harry for as long as I can to see he's okay enough for me to leave. And I'd say he is.
I turn and walk towards the little cottage. As I get inside I'm really stunned to see Bill and Fleur in there. I hug them both out of excitement and little squeaks exit my mouth. I haven't ever really spoken to Fleur but I have seen Bill during family occasions before back at the Weasleys.

"What is this place?" I ask as I look between the both of them back and forth.

"It's shell cottage. We used to come and stay with our aunt and uncle here when we were little. Now it's a safe house for the orders members. Well, what's left of it." Bill explains.

Harry comes in, and we all sit in the kitchen. Mostly in peaceful silence whilst Fleur makes us some stew. Which I'm really thankful for as it with ease slides down my throat. After the traumatic day we just had I needed something warm and comforting, and this was it.

"Harry, remember how Bellatrix was freaking out because she thought we had gone into her vault?" I ask.

"Yeah?" He asks questionably.

"Well, what if a horcrux is in it, and that's why she was so worried?" I ask.

"You think You Know Who would ask her to hide one in there?" Ron asks.

"It wouldn't surprise me" I answer casually while I pour some more stew into my bowl.

"It makes sense, Gringotts is impossible to break into." Hermione explains.

"Unless you have a Goblin." Harry whispers.
We quickly throw our dishes into the sink, and run up the stairs to Griphook's room. But not before I thank fleur for the food one last time.

"You do the talking Harry." I whisper as we enter.

"How are you?" Harry asks.

"Alive." The Goblin responds.

"You probably don't remember-"

"I showed you to your vault the first day you came to Gringott's. You're even famous among the Goblins. You buried the elf?" Griphook asks with no emotion in his voice.

"Yes." Harry responds and looks down at the floor. I can tell that it's still way to emotional to bring up.

"Very unusual is it. How did you come by the sword?" Griphook asks.

"It's complicated, why did Lestrange think it should be in her vault?" I ask.

"It's complicated." Griphook responds mockingly.

"The sword presented itself to us in a time of need." Hermione explains.

"There is a sword, a fake, in her vault. Snape put it there. There are a lot of curious things in the vaults at Gringott's." Griphook explains.

"We need to get into one of the vaults." Harry mutters.

"It's impossible." Griphook snaps.

"Alone yes, but not with you." Harry states.

"I want that sword as my prize." Griphook snaps.

"Deal" Harry whispers.

We then leave Griphook's room.