Chapter 3
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Walking up to the pristine door, Harry rung the doorbell, and was greeted by his aunt.
"Get in here you freak, the neighbors are watching", said Petunia .
Harry just smiled, and dragged his trunk inside the door. Turning to face his aunt, Harry said;
"Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and Dudley, I would like to meet you all in the kitchen in an hour, let me freshen up. I have made some very interesting discoveries and I just wanted share them with my family. Please be there or I'll have to force you."
"Now look here boy, we will do no such thing, say what you want to say now"; Shouted Vernon, his face quickly turning a vivid purple.
"We are not your servants, you ungrateful boy. For all the years since you were dumped on our doorstep, we gave food, clothing and a roof over your head. You are the freakish son of drunken parents, including my freak sister. You will do as you are told, or no food for you and you will be locked up in your room. Now off get to your room, put your freakish things there in the cupboard and I'll lock them up. No more of your freakiness this house. Do this or I'll throw you out. Are you listening to me, you worthless piece of shit." continued Vernon.
After listening to his uncle's tirade, Harry knew he had to put them in place immediately. He smiled and said,
" Throw me out Vernon, and you will have to throw yourself out. I know for a fact that I own this house, I know you work for me, because I own the company you work for and I know that you get money for supporting me Vernon, not that I ever saw a bit of that money. So do you now want me to go now? For if I do go, all this will go with it Vernon, I ensure it. Do you get it? Or should I go on. I can even file charges against you Vernon, and with no money, you will have no defense. Say what it will be Uncle?"
Both his aunt and uncle paled visibly as Harry said this. Dudley was thoroughly confused. How was this whole house was Harry's, he didn't know. Now what he thought?
"What are you saying boy? There is no such thing", Said Petunia.
"Oh, yes there is, dear Aunt Petunia. Now we can either talk in the kitchen in an hour or I definitely will move out, because I am definitely not going to follow you this year or continue to pay you", replied Harry.
"No, No Potter, we will do as you say", murmured Vernon, unable to cope with the possibility of losing that monthly stipend.
Harry lifted an eyebrow, and thought; 'That was too easy. I don't want to know what he has done in the company'. He said, "So, we will meet in an hour in kitchen, where I will have some ground rules ready."
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Finished with his 'family' for the moment, Harry went to his bedroom. Seeing the dismal décor, he thought, "Now, I will not be staying in this room indefinitely." He went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror and realized as he stared at his reflection, "I really did look small at fourteen. Well in fifteen days, I'll be back to myself. Anyways, I will have to work out like I am used to. I don't want to lose all the ground that I gained in the time capsule. But, I will need to start light, because this kid will not be able to handle it."
Approximately an hour later, Harry went to kitchen where his so called family was there waiting for him. Vernon and Dudley were sitting at their normal chairs and Petunia was standing next to Vernon. Harry stood at the counter and said,
"Good, you are all here. I am going to be laying some ground rules here."
"Rule 1. I will be moving to the master bedroom and it will be mine for the whole year. Nobody will enter it without my permission.
Rule 2. I will not do any chores, other than keeping the room clean.
Rule 3. I will do as I please while I am here.
Rule 4. Talk to me only when absolutely needed.
Rule 5. You will cook what I want for my meals. What you do for yourselves is none of my concerns. You can adjust to the rest of the house.
Rule 6. The newspaper and my own type of newspaper will be coming to this house and I will read them first.
Rule 7. When I come to the television room, I will watch whatever channel I want. For the next month I will work from home so I want you set me up a study in Vernon's study room. When I am there Vernon, you will not enter it.
Rule 8. Vernon you will get me the Grunnings office files I tell you, I want to go through them.
Rule 9. Petunia, you and I will go shopping on July 1st, I should have had my growth spurt by then. You are getting 2000 pounds; they are more than enough to cover my expenses. You will only get them in the months I will stay here, got it?
These are the changes for now. We will have the next family meeting on July 2nd. Now get moving, all three of you. Oh, and one more thing. Dudley, if I here you pestering any neighborhood kid, you will be hearing from me and you will not get any food on that day. You could stand to lose quite a few pounds. Also, my dear aunt and uncle, if you dare overrule me on any of these things, rest assured I will throw you out. You will correct the neighborhood's misconception that I go to St. Brutus. How you do this is your own headache. If they still have this notion after a month, they will get to know the real picture. You can say I go to a gifted student school in Scotland like my respected parents."
"Now off to work all of you. I am going out for a run will be back in an hour, my things must be moved to the bedroom and lunch had better be ready", said Harry.
Now some work for the wizard guarding his house, Harry thought with a smile.
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Oh, he was just loving this summer, if only the glamour could expire quickly.
Harry decided to for a run around the park nearby his house. He did so, finding it funny when he felt the wizard trying to follow him.
After an hour of running and exercises, he went to nearby gym and joined a judo, karate and normal gym sessions. These classes would take up the first three hours every morning. He also went to a dancing school nearby and joined salsa classes in evenings of alternate days. He decided his sword exercise he will do at home.
Finally finished with his excursions, Harry reached No 4 Privet Drive, drenched in sweat.
"Aunt have you moved my stuff?" asked Harry, as he walked in the door.
A grunt was all he got for answer from her, ignoring her, Harry swept by his aunt and went up the stars to the master bedroom. His trunk was there unopened. And so was Hedwig, looking rather angry for being ignored, she hooted and Harry soon soothed her with petting. Harry went to bathroom and after cleaning himself took some of his cousin's hand-me-downs and wore them thinking only 14 more days till the glamour wore off. He went down to kitchen, to see his plate laid out as usual. He looked at Petunia and said, "I want a proper lunch, so pick up this plate and put a good amount on it".
"Sorry", mumbled Petunia and put a decent lunch on Harry's plate. She then resumed her cleaning of the kitchen. Harry finished his lunch quickly and went to the living room to watch any news. Voldemort was out so there might be some news, though Harry was not really expecting anything. Dudley moved reluctantly and allowed Harry to watch the news.
Harry next studied for a few hours, expanding upon his new knowledge. He gave a list of files and information he wanted from Grunnings that he wanted his uncle to get for him. He also gave with the authorization letter for the head and also a letter that said he would be visiting on 2nd or 3rd of next month.
Harry went to bed that day with relieved, as the day played out as he had planned and now over next 2 weeks.
He set up a grueling schedule of getting up at six , going about his exercises , having breakfast, then studying till lunch, lunch, relaxing an hour before immersing himself in his businesses in muggle world , dinner and sleeping at 10 pm. He was amused to see that everyday either a witch or a wizard would follow him around, or rather try. He grew an inch every two days and within two weeks near his actual self.
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Meanwhile at the order of Phoenix headquarters, sat Albus Dumbledore, totally baffled by the report he was getting from Privet Drive
The lad was not having any nightmares, nor was he seem frantic, in fact he was healthy and was growing well. If he was right, Harry had a connection with Voldemort and now it must be stronger. The teenager should be growing more moody and should be having nightmares and a great deal of anger in him.
Tonks, who was watching Harry in the mornings, said that Harry had seemed to have had a growth sprout and was calm and collected. Then the report he received from Tonks on 1st of July, was that Harry asked his aunt to take him shopping and later returned in brand new car with a lot of other new things and lot of new clothes. A driver had been hired and from the next day on, the boy was out house from early morning until the evening and always seems to have papers or a briefcase with him. He was enjoying his life in the evening occasionally with some family or once in awhile a girl. This was all leading to security nightmare for Dumbledore as they couldn't follow him everywhere.
Dumbledore had asked Harry's friends if they knew these new friends or did he really have any friends in the neighborhood. Both Ron and Hermione had replied in the negative. In fact, Tonks had reported that the neighbors now took time out to talk to Harry when he was running in park or just strolling in the play ground in the evenings. As far as Dumbledore knew his family had spread a false cruel rumor about him and hence the neighbors avoided Harry. How did they stop hating him? Had his looks changed so much that they just started to talk to him now?
Tonks also said the car and the clothes were expensive, and yet there was not cash out flow from Potter vaults as he had checked, in fact the inflows were higher than before as the fortune was now increased due to a very ,very nice growth rate. Maybe it is time to get Harry to Headquarters, at least it will solve the security nightmare and save resources. Yes, Harry was coming home to his godfather. Sitting down he started to write a letter to him stating that he was to be picked up on 20th July, staying there just long enough to charge the wards.
Meanwhile at Dursleys, Harry was working at a frantic pace to see to the holdings of the RothWood and Potter accounts in the muggle world. He still had his titles in the muggle world, thus being mainly called Earl of RothWood or simply My Lord. Harry combined both the accounts and invested in new companies, also giving a direction of growth to 20 plus companies he outright owned. Of course he had help from his head office firm and his lawyers.
When he got Dumbledore's mail, he had almost finished what he wanted to do.
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At home Dudley was very jealous of his cousin now. His cousin had his own car and best clothes in the market. He looked rather handsome in his new clothes and care and nobody even looked at Dudley any longer. Moreover his parents were now calling him My Lord. His parents were giving the best food to his cousin while he was on a diet. Around the house his cousin had the best room and always got the choice on telly. The Owl post was now welcomed.
Harry got used to the titles and was happy as far the muggle world was going, but he was really pissed off by the Daily Prophet, which was still writing all crap without even any kind of investigation. It seems not him but the ministry owned the paper.
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So on July 20th, the day he was to picked up to be taken to headquarters, Harry disappeared from his room, and wearing his best business robes and appeared at Daily Prophet office. So ignoring the protests of the editor's secretary, Harry barged into the Editors office.
"So Mister Editor, do you recognize me? No, strange you seem to print a lot of crap about me. Ok, tell me do you know who owns this paper and who can simply close this piece of shit?" asked an angered Harry.
"Yes" spluttered the editor. "The paper is owned by the RothWoods with 45%, then the Potters with 29% and finally the Blacks with 26%."
"And yet, you still you print shit about the last heir of the Potters and the Blacks. Strange? Well the stranger standing before you is the last heir of the Potters, Blacks and is the last heir to the RothWoods, for your information only." replied Harry, as wave of magic hit the editor, so he could not give this information to anybody until Harry decided otherwise. "So, Mr. Editor, just exactly who is the last heir of the Potters? May I ask you and in turn the owner of this paper"
"Harry Potter" said the editor. "Oh no! No! ", he moaned.
"So you realize your mistake now my dear man, I am Harry Potter and from now on I will not tolerate any nonsense in my paper. You will report only the verified truth. Let the Ministry find another paper to put its crap in. Your first tasks are to ensure all the stories that you print are the truth, clear your staff of bogus reporting, and print the truth about Sirius and I." said Harry.
"I'll be watching closely. And since you created this mess, you have to clear it" said Harry before he popped back home.
The editor quickly called the staff for an emergency meeting, telling them that the owner had finally put his foot down and wanted only truthful stories and they could no longer print stories handed to them from the Ministry without proper verification of the facts. He assigned tasks to all his staff and sat down think how he could please his owner.
Harry came back to house and thought what should he do of Dumbledore, should follow through or be difficult. He decided to go along as of now.