I do not own Harry Potter, this is a fan fiction only.

Dudley loved to get good gifts and so he was a very motivated young boy. He beat Harry even though he was crying like he was suffering all the while saying, "Stop crying freak, this is for your own good. I am helping get the stupid out of you."

As Harry turned two it just happens that it was Dudley's fifth birthday too and he did receive a wonderful gift, Harry having turned two also received a gift too according to Vernon. The gift consisted of a hard kick to the head by Dudley. Vernon was almost disappointed that his head was not cracked open like a watermelon.

Petunia gave everyone except Harry who had to wait for her to get his food ready. Petunia hated Harry if possible even worse than she ever hated Lily. The preparation as she called it was to take the oldest and most disgusting looking thing from the fridge and putting into it as much bleach and rat poison as she could into it.

Harry was actually only alive because his magic made him heal at an incredible rate and his body would absorb anything that would do him harm. In truth Petunia was trying to kill him, but in reality thanks to his magic his immune system and resistance to poisons and injuries he was becoming stronger and stronger.

The many times that he suffered injury ended up making him use magic constantly and so he had a magic reserve that would make most first year students at Hogwarts jealous beyond belief. He was not going to run out of magic anytime soon or at this rate ever.

Petunia could not understand. "We have our older son beat him multiple times, I feed him every kind of poison known to mankind and give him things that not even rats would eat, yet that miserable freak will not just die. I hate looking at it with those stupid eyes that remind me so much of my blasted sister. "

Vernon did not know how this could be, the few times he actually saw him he would have a few injuries after the beating his son gave him, but somehow he healed as soon as their son stopped hitting him.

" I do not understand it either, I told him to use a bat and not the mallet like he has been doing before. Nothing seems to work, if this country did not prohibit the purchase of fire arms. I could buy a ruddy gun and blow the little freak's head clean off. "

Petunia smiled at the thought of that image. She could use him as compost for her rose garden then.. " Maybe this will make our son stronger, he does seem to enjoy beating the stupid out of him, maybe he will kill him one day. "

Vernon just had to ask why did she want to kill him so quickly," Petunia wasn't the plan to use him to do all the work around here as our slave? He will not be a very good slave if he is dead. "

Petunia smiled at her husband and told him to sit down. " It turns out my sister did not marry a wandering homeless vagabond. She actually married the only heir to one of the most wealthy families in all of England. Since they are dead, Harry will inherit this wealth when he turns seventeen. Unless he dies before that time and I inherit that money instead.. So you see why I want to kill him? "

Vernon was anything if not greedy as a demon from hell. " So if we kill him and get rid of the body we can argue that your stupid sister never had a son in the first place. We could be living in luxury instead of me working selling those blasted drills. "

Petunia smiled as her husband understood the very idea she was trying to make him see." But we have to be quiet and quick about it. No one can see him. Because I know a secret, my idiot sister was actually adopted. She was not the child of my mother or father. So I am no more elated to her than I am your sister Vernon. The bank doesn't know that and it is not in her will. "

Vernon smiled an evil, greedy and cruel smile. " My idiot sister died believing, just as the rest of the world that I am her sister. But the freak has to die for us to be able to claim all that glorious money.. " Petunia also smiled the same way as her husband as she finished explaining.

"Maybe I should buy Dudley a hammer and when he gets older some power tools. A drill would do that little freak in as quick as you can blink." Petunia liked that her husband was willing to help. Too bad that her real plan was to accuse Dudley of the murder of an innocent child and her husband for not stopping him. Murder was a life sentence to both of them.

Petunia imagined her life with all that money, she would be able to spend on everything she ever wanted and more. As a wealthy young woman she would have dozens if not hundreds of men throw themselves at her feet to just be with her. She knew she was ugly as sin, but with all that money she could pay doctors to make her the most beautiful woman alive.

At his third birthday Harry was stronger than Dudley ever imagined. Harry finally had access to the entire knowledge he gained the night that his parents were killed. He began to first realized one thing the one truth that most knew but dared not to mention, power was everything that mattered.

"I see, power is everything. If you are powerful no one can hurt you, no one can threaten you and you can dominate those around you. It seems it is time I begin putting my knowledge to work for me. First I need to make Vernon and Dudley my witless minions. Greed will be their downfall. "

Harry sat down as the spiders were busy fixing all of his clothes. Magic truly was a wonderfully useful thing after all.

Harry began to plan how he planned to used his knowledge. He understood laws and how to work around them and so in order to obtain power quickly and steadily he would need an organization, a group he could use to his benefit and by extension theirs as well.

"A family, a family business of providing the horrible things muggles loved most. He began making a list of the things he would provide, everyone likes to feel happy, enjoy games, feel pleasure and fell protected and cared for."

Harry decided in his small room he began making plans, first would be the gambling he would use the people in debt as his foot soldiers and would have then be the bottom of his organization. They would provide the muscle and do most of the protection to nearby businesses. Some would call it extortion, he would call it security.

In time the money from the gambling would provide more than enough foot soldiers and since if they work for him they did not have to pay for their gambling they would sooner kill their own parents than leave or harm their little operations.

The security money would more than make up for their gambling and with the annual profits he could slowly turn the ugly wreck that his supposed aunt looked into something more desirable. The wives and daughters of the foot soldiers would be used too. When he was done transforming her she will be the perfect madam for his prostitution business.

The final thing is he would provide health benefits to all employees and family members. This was something no one was providing and would make their family even more indispensable.

Harry walked out with his clothes repaired and now fitting him better, after he thanked the matriarch spider and her daughters. The spiders were quite proud of the things they could now do.

"Freak, what are you doing out of your hole. I did not call for you. " Harry walked over to Jim evading his punch and then his kick. " Don't you get tired of being an employee Uncle? " Vernon stopped trying to hit him. " What are you talking about? " Harry sat down on an armchair. He looked at him with a cold and calculating look on his face.

"You can kill me and make some money, that is true. But listen to me and the money will continue to flow like a river that never runs dry. I have a few ideas that might make you very rich and stay that way for a long time. " Vernon's greeed got the better of him as he sat down. It did not cost him anything to listen.

" First I would say you need to open a casino, or more like a place to gamble here in our basement. " Vernon quickly told him gambling was illegal." What they don't know will not hurt them, and I can make it so that we don't lose in the long run. "

True if he could do some of the freaky things his wife said her mother could do, then he could indeed make a lot of money this way. " The people we have play in your casino will wrack up quite the debt sooner than they believe. We will use them as your foot soldiers. We then begin using those foot soldiers to provide top security to businesses at reasonable prices."

Vernon liked where this was going, gambling might as well be a drug. Once truly hooked on it there would be nothing these men and women would not be willing to do. "The foot soldiers get to bet for free for a set amount each month. Thus we have a very big pool from where to recruit foot soldiers for."

Vernon smiled and asked what was stopping him from doing that after killing him. "Simple, I am the one that will make us the winners in most of the games they gamble on." Vernon liked the idea very much.

"But why if someone discovers us? I could end up in prison for life. " Harry smiled and waved his concerns away." That is why I am going to be the head of this family, so that when discovered the blame will fall on me, and since I am a minor.. I am basically untouchable.. "

You could almost see the wheels in his head was turning and looking at it the kid was right. " I accept your proposal and will have the gambling tables ready to begin operations as soon as I am able. " Harry moved his hand and a few dozen packets on money fell out of the his hands. "Don't waste time you can buy them online for entertainment purposes, you be surprised how easy you can make money using a shell game."

The Potter Family was then established and before he left. "If you want your son to enjoy this money you better tell him that he is done as he thinks beating the stupid out of me. Because clearly I am not stupid. Instead put him on a diet and make him work out presentation is important and he will live longer to enjoy the fruit of our labors. "

Vernon agreed that indeed he would do that for his son's benefit. Petunia was the next person be waited for. His horse faced aunt wanted to beat him to a bloody pulp for daring to get out of his hole.

" Sit down Petunia, we have much to talk about, and I dislike wasting time, specially mine. " Petunia did not understand how a little kid could talk like he did." I know Petunia, my friends the spiders tell me that Vernon has not touched you since the day Dudley was conceived. I know that would make anyone bitter. So sit down, I am going to remedy your lack of that loving feeling. "

Petunia looked at him with fear and with disgust in her face. " I know he is cheating on me with that secretary he spends most evenings with, late work day my foot. I know that I am undesirable. But choice do I have? It's not like I have a profession I could live off . I know he only married me to be able to become manager for the company he works for, and that I am ugly. "

Harry looked at her and smiled. " What if I could make you into a woman any man would pay a month's salary to sleep with? " Petunia was outraged." Then I would be nothing more than a whore!" Harry crossed his arms and nodded his head. "Yes Petunia you would be a whore, but it is a small price to pay for beauty, lots of pleasure you are not getting, and remain young for as long as I live."

"You can even recruit some of your old wrinkled friends to make the situation even more profitable, since if you can get me enough women to run a proper brothel, you would make money as the new madam. " Vernon was not the only one who was also very, very greedy.

" But if they catch me I will go to prison. " Harry smiled at her. " That is why I am the owner of the brothel at least in paper. I am a minor so I will be except from prosecution by any law enforcement agency. "