Bills
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, never have, never will.
Harry Potter sat at a desk. He was looking at the papers across his desk, frowning and looking at the different figures in the margins. His eyes roved the page as what his guardian told him confirmed true. Dumbledore had been stealing from him. Stealing from the Potter Vaults, without Harry's permission.
He fell into a mental fury, his mind coming up with a thousand little ways to hit the old man back a hundred fold. He got up from the desk, turned and walked to the fireplace.
"Diagon Alley!"
He announced.
The floo took him to the Alley where he briskly walked to Gringotts. He entered and after much bureaucratic nonsense, ended up sipping tea in a dark opulent office with a very senior goblin facing him.
He enquired to the money Dumbledore took from him. It was a lot. He mentally began to rage against the old man but stopped as the goblin in front of him said,
"Ah yes, here is the problem. Whilst your parents enrolled you for Hogwarts, they never did pay for your enrollment. They died before they paid and Dumbledore taking the money has been to pay for your education."
Harry stared dumbstruck. It had never occurred to him. After much discussion, he left, got back home and sat in a chair.
"Huh,"
He said, reflecting on the lack of planning his parents had had and the wisdom of charging into war young and full of passion.
It was a riveting discussion that ended the war when Harry cursed Voldemort to become a genie; only able to be freed when the wisher wished the Dark Lord free. Unsurprisingly, it never happened.
The end.
Note: Got sick of the whole Dumbledore stealing from Harry plot feature. It's there, it happens and angry Harry and cunning Harry take the floor. Just thinking if Dumbledore had a legitimate reason for taking the money, etc.