Unexpected

Chapter Twelve: Vault 687

"So you mean, that Harry your and James your Vault numbers match? But still the Vaults are different?" Sirius exclaimed, clutching to his hair, looking confused. Harry nodded for what seemed to be for the fiftieth time and replied "Yes, Sirius, for the last time: Our vaults are different, keys are different, gold is different, everything is different! Now stop asking me the same question OVER AND OVER AGAIN!" Harry rolled his eyes, and dragged the bag of school equipments along with him.

The fact was that Harry had no idea, how the hell did two vault's of the same number exist? He neither knew how or why were there heaps of Galleons, Sickles and Knuts in his Vault when they were supposed to be Half of what James had actually owned. The only possible explanation to this was that: The 'reasonable' gold which his God father had left him was actually more then Harry had thought he owned. After all, he was the one who had gifted Harry his fire bolt, didn't he?

But Harry had to admit, the moment the goblin had turned towards Harry and had asked for his 'permission' Harry had been quiet shocked about why exactly that was needed. But the moment Harry wrote down his permission, and showed it to the Goblin and James, Vault 687 had appeared out of thin air, next to vault 687 b? Harry had a mixture of confusion, relief, shock and happiness the moment the vault had been opened. For it contained, as much gold (Harry was sure) as to buy 10 firebolts and still live comfortably, for a long period of time. 

So considerably Sirius was richer then Harry's wildest dreams, and he now had twice the amount of gold as he did in 1991 when he had first arrived in Gringotts.

Big Deal.

In a normal situation, Harry wouldn't be very sure to spend his God Father's money while he was dead. But now, when he had him beside him all alive Harry was pretty thankful and was not complaining at all. Though,  he would probably be happier if he could just donate it all: He did not want to fell like all those sassy rich boys, who spend their money on waste. And had been just looking around, trying to think whom to help when Lupin had arrived looking unsure of what to do. 

"Er-I was just bored" He spoke casually and looked around at Harry's vault, smiling. Harry had immediately known of whom to help with his new fortune, and had a plan going on in his head before they were back in their cart. He planned on making it successful before Monday morning, and was sure that it would work perfectly well. 

But just as the goblin was about to close the door, Harry had seen a small purse lying somewhere in between the Knuts, looking very unfamiliar. Curious, he had crossed his way back towards the vault, grabbed the purse and took it back in the cart where James and Lupin were waiting for him, looking both puzzled and bored. "Where'd you go?" James had asked, just as the Cart went forwards, making Harry quiet dizzy "Just forgot something" He had replied smiling, trying to look as normal as possible. Later on, they were joined by Sirius and Harry had recited all the tale to him, leaving the part out when he had been so sure that he did not have the keys, and when he had gone in to take the purse. 

But Sirius was very curious, and kept asking Harry the same question over and over again "Are you sure"....."Absolutely sure?" And Harry had replied to ever single one with the same answer "Yes....I'm sure Sirius...I am sure"

And now as they walked back towards Hogwarts, Harry took out ten Galleons and handed it over to James. James, immediately raised an eye brow and Harry replied without any hesitation:

"Its a payback James, thanks for helping me with my school supplies"