I do not own Harry Potter, this is a fan fiction only.
Harry knew that he had both Vernon and Petunia in hand. Sure enough the plan began to work just as he envisioned it would. Vernon and Petunia wanted to flaunt their new wealth but that was quickly stopped when Harry told them if they wanted to keep making money they had to be discreet or people will begin to ask questions and find out where their money came from.
Vernon as much as he hated it that he would lose a chance to boast about being better than everyone around him, knew Harry was indeed right although he would never admit it. Petunia slowly and surely began to change and by the end of a year looked younger, and more beautiful than anything she could obtain from an operation.
Harry decided that he would he would open an women only nursing facility. He would spend a few days looking for potential recruits to the brothel. How in the world would he do that? Turn someone's grandmother into something that adult men would pay to sleep with? Simple answer what he did for Petunia to an extreme.
There were no impossibilities when magic and imagination was taken into account. He would pretty much make them an offer they could not or would not refuse. In the nursing home they would have their so called funeral service. I say so called because a fake death certificate would be given to the relatives and they would bury a seal urn where the ashes of their relative was.
In truth the relative would be magically transformed into something playboy would love to be able to photograph. She would retain the old name and when asked it was just a coincidence. They would earn a percentage of each client they slept with. Sort of commission pay for a lack of a better term.
The nursing home would be called something nice like heaven's waiting room. The brother was going to be in a nice separate place in the back of a candy and confectionery shop with would be called Cupid's Confections, where you can get a treat any day.
Petunia would be the manager of the nursing home and the sweet shop. It would help these retired old women feel both loved and they could put their earning into a fund for their relatives and personal expenses.
There of course be several rules, first and foremost a relative will not be able to hire a prostitute that is his blood relative. No grandson will hire a prostitute that once was his old grandma. It was just a matter of the principal of the thing. The second he invented a ring that could store the energy released at the moment of orgasm and store it to fuel a spell.
The spell would be carved into the ring itself and would also contain an antitheft rune. The ring would have a small crystal and when said crystal was kissed the spell would activate and cure and immunize against sexually transmitted diseases for a whole year.
It would always be active for the employees but the customers could in fact pay extra for the immunization.
This would be done with the money from the casino and security company. Vernon was rather quick to set up the casino. Harry suspected that it was because he wanted to play with the slot machines.
In a matter of a year they had enough profits from the security company to open both the nursing home and the sweet shop. The people who worked the security work absolutely loved their jobs, medical benefits and be able to gamble for free certain days a month. It was a good sent for them to be able to have reliable work and be able to have fun.
The old ladies in the nursing home in fact were all for the fact that they would work in a whore house disguised as a candy shop. The fact that they were young again and could remain that way and once again enjoy having as much sex as they could ever want was enough for most of them. The fact that they could do this for years and stay young while they worked for them, and make money they could either spend or save some for their families was another incentive to accept.
The security company offered the very best of business and home Security at reasonable prices. The employees were hard working, respectful and helpful to their clients. Vernon was a little concerned that most of the people entering the underground casino were in fact retired soldiers and police officers.
The casino provided more than enough employees and profits to be a huge success and thanks to the investments he did in local businesses the money was laundered and clean as soon as it was made.
"Harry what are we going to do with the money if spend it? " Dudley asked him almost like he had no clue what they would use it for. " Dudley we can not have it sitting around. It would simply cause too many suspicions. What we will do is use it for things to help our community and make our family something that the people would never want to end."
Harry asked him to sit down. "Things like education funds for our employees families, campaign contributions and humanitarian contributions." Dudley began to question if they also included things like a funeral fund for police and fire fighters. "You get the idea then.. We want our family to be something that the people truly love."
Petunia had a very different idea, she wanted to buy it in gold bars and bury it under the house. "We are not pirates Petunia, if we buy large amounts of gold the people will begin to question where did the money come from?"
"Then what are we going to do about our companies taxes and our own taxes." He walked over to his favorite armchair and sat down from the sofa he was sitting before she came in and was explaining everything to Dudley.
"We will not make the mistakes of the past. We will overpay our taxes rather than underpay them. I learned my lesson from people in the past and I will not have my family shut down because we did not pay the appropriate amount in our taxes."
Petunia was always wondering how could a person who was not even in elementary school could think this way? This was not the kind of thing a child his age would be thinking off. The fact that he could transform her and a whole bunch of senior citizens into some of the hottest looking women around was initially something she considered a joke. A bad joke if anything else, but that came crashing down when he did it, and she recovered from the minor pain.
She went to the backroom to take an aspirin and that is when she saw what she looked like after her change, he face looked beautiful and elegant, her breast grew at least three sizes and her hips looks like something you see in a model, to make it worse she looked in her early twenties.
She ran and asked why she looked so different, she might have been screaming the questions at the time, but he smiled and said that he did exactly what he said he could and so if she wanted to continue being young, she would have to work for him. His next thing that shocked her was the STD prevention and immunization ring.
This thing was such an incredible thing that if he really wanted to make fortune he could sell one for a million dollars and someone in the world would pay it. AIDS claimed the lives of some very rich movie stars and they would pay that or more if they knew this thing would save their lives.
Harry was very methodical and careful when he started everything. He had to have at least all the legal and financial possible situations covered. "You are being paranoid if you ask me." Harry's response was that they were dealing with human lives. "Anything that can be used by either law enforcement or a rival family must be accounted for and be ready to counter it. This is not a gamble."
In two years since the sweet shop, nursing home, casino and security company went into full operations not a single incident happened and no one dared to say anything against the family. The women who got a new lease on life and had the looks and youth to enjoy it were happier than when they were actually the age they now once again became. The money earned by these companies made the family one of the most beloved family in history.
The crown was so happy of their profits that they did not do a thing to stop them. In fact thanks to their habitual way of overpaying their taxes it made Great Britain to actually climb out of a financial depression. Who would believe that a Mafia family had brought the country's ledger back to financial stability.
The law enforcement agencies received unofficial orders to never mess with the Potter Family or they would find themselves begging in the streets. This was done by a whole division of her majesty's secret service.
At the tender age of five Harry Potter was the undisputed success story of the criminal underworld. His security company alone had some of the country's most influential clients and it was considered the leader in security and personal protection. The sweet shop had to branch out and now the nursing home and the sweet shop had a branch office in every major city in Great Britain and their territories.
"So what do you plan on doing next Harry? " Vernon had an idea from working with him what his next plan would be, if the fact that he had been studying French was any indication. " I think the family deserves a vacation, I hear Paris is lovely this time of year. While you have fun I will attend to a business meeting with our main weapon supplier. See if their is new stock in the market we could use."
Petunia looked a little angry and glared at both of them. "And this would not have anything to do with the fact that this supplier has a very cute daughter now would it?" Harry just showed her his left hand. "You don't see a ring with your name on it, do you Petunia? I am free to date whoever I so wish."
Petunia did not like to agree but he was right. "The kid is not going to be your equal till she at least grows up. I will take her at least a decade before she even gets the level of development to make her at least look like a woman. No tits or hips to speak off at the moment."
Petunia mention this while she opened her shirt to show off her tits by showing plenty of cleavage. Harry did not even pay attention to it. She was not the highest gross earning woman in the brothel for nothing. She always was trying to get Harry to pay some attention to her, which always had the unintended consequences or the intended consequences of upsetting Vernon and causing the meeting to come to an end.
Jean Paul Delacour was a major arms dealer for both the muggle and magical world. Harry met the man when he tried to find a wand that could augment his magic powers. Said wand was a magical masterpiece owned by the company that Jean Paul founded in his midtwenties.
As the family went through the other fireplace. Harry was looking at Vernon and he whispered that he wanted to keep their expenditures to a reasonable amount and wanted a report on everything they would buy.
Vernon assured Jim that he would keep a tight control on the purse strings. Harry left and was seen disappearing and off to his meeting with the arm dealer, or the way Petunia called the death dealer.
"Harry it is so nice to see you. What can I do for my best customer today? Need some better arms and armor or it is time to upgrade your magical enchanting and potions equipment. Sadly the magical world still is using the last century tech.. As for arms and armor I have the latest in high powered firearms and new composite armor fabrics. "
Harry told him without missing a beat that he needed a demonstration on the guns and the armor before he could make a decision. He did get this as if Jean had anticipated his request. In the end he would exchange most of his security forces arsenal and his own pistol which was no longer able to withstand the force of his spells charging the bullets.
"Now that business has been taken care off, are you still interested in signing that marriage contract between you and my precious first born, Fleur is sure to be a beauty to match or be better than any of the girls in your sweet shops. "
Harry looked at him and made several comments about the need for providing his daughter with an adequate education. " Looks are one thing I can make thanks to my magic, but there is no cure magical or otherwise to cure stupid. I am glad to hear that your daughter is beautiful or going to be, but I need a wife that also has a strong character and mind to survive. You know this better than anyone. "
" Yes, Harry I do. The weak do not survive long in the underworld we live in, so will you sign the contract or do I need to find someone else. " Harry only asked that he made a few modifications on the clauses and when he did he had no reason not to sign it.
