I had to repost this chapter because my beta "Ynom" re-edited it in tis new form, I'm so happy to have such an effecient beta.
It felt like only seconds ago; Harry was standing with his friends at Kings Cross while they "talked" with the Dursleys.
Now back at 4 Privet Drive. Harry left to bring in his trunk that he had featherweight charmed by Professor Flitwick while leaving and Hedwig's cage. She was flying back and told to wait until night to return as that pleased both her and his relatives. Hurrying to his bedroom, where he sat looking at nothing. Still unable to acknowledge Sirius' death, Harry dealt with it the only way he could, given the circumstances. Denial, he just did not think of Sirius with the entire jumble of thoughts currently in his mind.
Harry was startled out of his thoughts by a loud shout from his uncle, "Boy, down here now!"
He half-heartedly answered, "Yes Uncle Vernon."
Slowly going down, he found the Dursleys' sitting in the living room waiting for him, his uncle looked like he would blow an artery from the color showing on his face. "So you think you can tell those freaks we were mistreating you and get away with it do you?"
Harry answered calmly, "I didn't tell anyone about how I live here, Uncle. They just assumed on their own."
"And what do you expect to happen now, boy?"
"The normal ignore I even exist but with a few slight changes. I will still do all the indoor chores as normal. The outdoor ones however I will do only if you pay me 5 pounds a day and an extra portion of food. On the other hand, we can forget about the payment if Dudley does as much work as I do. I'll continue to help with all meals, but breakfast will be the only meal I'll eat with you all others I won't."
At the mention of chores, Dudley gave a pitiful whimper and said, "Mummy, I won't have to do chores, will I?"
"Of course not duddykums, he'll still have to do them all if he wants any food." While giving Harry a withering glare that did not even faze him.
"Perhaps you don't understand Aunt Petunia; I fully expect my payment before I touch a single thing. Otherwise I'll have to contact my friends about mistreatment, right?"
Vernon face was almost bordering on purple, but at the mention of Harry's friends, it paled. "Alright boy, I'll accept your deal and see where this leads, however note that if the assigned work isn't perfect. You will be grounded for weeks to come; even your kind won't be able to save you from that."
Harry, knowing Dumbledore will not send him aid unless Harry sent them his blood in a letter, answered truthfully, "Yes Uncle Vernon."
"Now go to your room, boy."
(A.N. this is a short chapter but who cares. Please tell me what you find lacking)