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Triangle Disease	By : egb67 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 45227 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Triangle
Disease

Part I

Chapter
Five

�Overwhelmed�

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry
Potter characters. All characters are creations of Joanne K Rowling, � 2007, to
whom I am deeply indebted.

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A/N: Editor: I can be reached at� the_scribbler@shadowgard.com

Editor�s
Note: this is one of the chapters that I�ve re-written (though lightly) once wimvincken had finished with it.

�ENNERVATE!�

Harry woke up with a shock. He opened
his eyes to find he was sitting in a luxurious chair at a large, oval table. He
saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Granger sitting in front of him. Hermione and
Ginny were on either side of him. A regal but amused looking Goblin was
standing behind Mr. Granger.

�How do you feel, Mr. Potter?� the Goblin asked with a grin, his
sharp teeth half-visible.

�Uhm � ok, I guess,� he answered.

Suddenly Harry remembered Mad-Eye and his eyes widened in
horror. �Is that what I need to �� he couldn�t continue and instantly became
white again.

Mrs. Weasley looked very irritated. �It is entirely your fault,
Arthur. How could you?�

�What did I do?� Arthur asked puzzled.

�You sent Mad-Eye to him. What were you thinking?� she hissed,
but not quietly enough. �He is scarred for life, the poor boy!�

�That �poor boy� is going to sleep with our daughters,� Mr.
Granger said accusingly.

�And you�re sleeping on the couch tonight and for the rest of
the month as well,� Mrs. Granger hissed. �And now you�ll be quiet!� Mr. Granger
gulped, while Arthur grinned.

�Arthur, you�re sleeping on the couch for the rest of the month
too.� Arthur�s smile faltered. The Goblin made some kind of strange noise, like
hiccups- he was laughing.

�Harry, don�t listen to that crazy Mad-Eye. It�s not so bad,�
Hermione whispered in his ear.

�How do you know?� a terrified Harry asked loudly.

�I have a book,� Hermione answered.

Harry looked at Hermione, scandalized. �You mean when we do it,
the book�ll be next to your head on the pillow?�

�Who said that?� Hermione asked, appalled.

�Moody instructed me to use my wand instead of a book!�

That was too much for the Goblin, and he fell to the ground,
hooting in laughter.

Mr. Weasley stood up. �After this meeting I want to ask Amelia
Bones for a professional who can enlighten Harry, so the poor boy knows what is
expected from him. In the meanwhile we must continue with our business and get
it over with.�

Mr. Weasley turned to Harry. �Harry,
there is nothing to worry about, everything is going to be taken care for. When
we�re finished, I�ll talk to Madame Bones and get you someone who can explain
everything without embarrassment and in private.�

Harry looked at Mr. Weasley skeptically. He didn�t believe that
everything would be alright, but it was better to continue and see what would
happen next. He nodded to Ginny�s father. �Alright, Mr. Weasley � lets
continue.�

The Goblin had recovered and was standing behind Mr. Granger. He
waved his hand and the table expanded, a chair appeared and he sat down. In
front of him was a pile of papers.

�My name is Amok and I�m the assistant manager of Gringott�s.
What can we do for you all?� he asked.

Harry started. �I�d like to have an overview of my heritage,
please.�

�I�m afraid that�s not possible, Mr. Potter. You are not sixteen
and only your guardian could request what you asked for right now.�

�I am emancipated, Mr. Amok. I can ask this,� Harry replied.

�Can you prove that, Mr. Potter?�

Harry took the emancipation documents out of his pile of papers,
and handed them to the Goblin. The Goblin studied the documents intently for
several minutes.

He looked up to Harry and grinned. �All right, Mr. Potter. Here
is a book with the complete information concerning the contents of your vaults,
investments, properties, and possessions.�

He shoved a thick book towards Harry.� �The contents of this book self-update when
you are within Gringotts� premises.�

Harry, Ginny, and Hermione looked at the book, opened it, and
read the first page, and their mouth dropped open. The current amount in his
family�s main account was�Harry blinked. It couldn�t be that much. Ginny�s
reaction summed up Harry and Hermione�s thought. �Oh my god.�

Amok grinned again. �The first twenty pages are only summaries, while the rest of
the 386 pages are detailed descriptions of your heritage.�

Harry pulled himself together and stood to address Amok properly.
��I wish to do the following. First, I
want to transfer two million galleons to Arthur Weasley�s main account. I want
the same amount moved to an account for Mr. and Mrs. Granger � they will supply
you with their details. Second, I want to have a way to pay in an easy way,
like the muggle credit card system.�
Third, I want to move in immediately in a property with the name
�Potter�s Castle�. Forth, I want all records of and references to �Potter�s
Castle� to be erased once we leave here. As far as anyone is to be concerned, it does not exist. Is
that clear? I don�t want any records of the Castle, save for those in
this one book, not its location nor any details to exist. Is that all
possible?�

�Of course, Mr. Potter � we will transfer the two million
galleons, we have wizarding moneybags that function as muggle credit cards and
you only need to look in your book for Potter�s Castle; we�ll make the port
keys immediately. Once you leave here, the records will be amended to reflect your wishes.

�One more thing, if you can, please�

Amok looked at him and bowed. �What else can I help you with?�

Harry pulled him aside and talked animatedly into Amok�s ear for
about a minute. When he was done, Amok stood and walked out of the room. He was
gone for almost 20 minutes. When he came back, he was carrying a small, blue
velvet box. He handed the box to Harry with no words exchanged. Harry simply
nodded his thanks.

Amok the Goblin then waved his hand. Several Goblins entered the
room, chatted in their language, disappeared, and soon came back with papers
and three moneybags.

Ginny immediately started to protest. �I can�t have your money,
Harry. What do you think I am, a whore?� she asked,
shocked.

Harry�s face went ashen. He was aghast and very hurt that she
would think such a thing. �Ginny, we�ll be married within two hours. Take it.�

�But I can�t accept this!�

Harry moved close to where she stood and looked her in the eyes.
�Please, Ginny. I�m not giving it to you for some kind of horrific payment
for�� Harry hesitated and he blushed furiously and couldn�t even look up. �Well��.you know..that.� As his control came back, he continued, �When we are married,
you will be my wife and take immediate control of one third of everything I
have. Now as your husband-to-be, please��.I�m asking
you to take it.�� Ginny�s eyes flamed.
Hermione saw what was going to happen, decided to interfere.

�Harry, our-soon-to-be-husband, do you want to sleep on the couch?� Harry
blanched. �Yes,� he said simply, quietly, and also half-relieved. Mr. and Mrs.
Weasley and Granger immediately loudly bawled, �No!�

Mr. Weasley wrote a short note to Madame Bones, asking for a
person who could enlighten Harry in the specifics of his wedding night.� Mr. and Mrs. Granger were giving a Goblin the
details of their account, while Hermione was inspecting her moneybag.

�Amok, what is this?�

�This pouch will be personalized for you, Ms. Granger. You think
about an amount of money in galleons and the money appears in the bag. The
amount is immediately taken from the vault of Mr. Potter. Oh yes, there is no
maximum � you can take whatever you need until the vault is empty. The current
value of the galleon in British pounds sterling is five to one, so you have ten
million pounds sterling in your vault.�

One of the Goblins gave Harry a piece of parchment.� Amok pointed to the parchment �This is your
port key to the Potter Castle, Mr. Potter. You can activate it by tapping on
the parchment three times. There are elves at the Castle; everything is clean,
maintained and ready for immediate use.�

Hermione frowned, but said nothing. Ginny was still staring,
shell-shocked, at her moneybag.

An astonished company left Amok�s office and they arrived at
Gringotts� entrance hall.� Harry turned
to the others. �Mr. Weasley and Granger, is it possible for you to accompany me
in order to assist me in buying certain necessary things?�

�

Both men nodded. Harry turned to the girls. �Please buy
everything you need, anything you want. We�ll see each other at six p.m. here,
and then we�ll go to the ministry. Is that alright with you?�

The girls nodded as well. They turned to their mothers and
disappeared towards the shops in a hurry.

Harry turned to the two men. �Shall we?�

�Well,� Mr. Granger said. � I�m afraid
that you still need to buy the rings, my boy. �

�Yes, Harry, you also need to buy engagement rings,� Mr. Weasley
said with a smile.

�Engagement rings?� Harry asked. �We are already engaged!�

�You are, but it is not complete without the rings.� Mr. Weasley
replied with a grin.

�But � but � when am I supposed to give them the engagement
rings? A minute before we marry?�

�You will get the right moment, my boy. Knowing my daughter, she
will give you hints.�

�I�m not
good with hints, especially when we�re talking about girls.� Harry responded.
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