MOB

Hogwarts

To say that Vernon Dursley was angry would be an understatement. Marge had guided them to Gringotts and they were shocked in learning what Dumbledore had done. The man had sealed the Potter's Wills, placed Harry in their care, unlawfully, not that they minded that. However, the biggest gripe was that he was using Harry's power and vaults as his own.

Dumbledore was going to be in for a surprise when he finds his vaults emptied and a lot of items he considered his own returned to their rightful owner. They did agree to hold off on charging the man since the man was viewed as being a great wizard and no one would believe the charges. "Don't worry Uncle Vernon, he will pay." Harry stated.

Marge grinned. "I will be able to help too. I will have to get in touch with some old friends, but Harry won't be alone there."

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Harry was sitting in his compartment, minding his own business when a red-hair boy opened his door. "Do you mind if I sit here? All the other compartments are full."

"Yes, I mind, and not they aren't full. I can see over fifty children on the platform still. So that tells me that there are still empty seats still or a second train." Harry stated. They had seen the family of redheads on the muggle side. Aunt Marge had informed them it was the Weasley family and they were close to Albus Dumbledore.

They had been worried that Dumbledore might connect Marge's last name to Vernon's but Marge explained that she didn't really catch the attention of Albus Dumbledore, as she was a Slytherin and he hated Slytherins. Also given the age difference between Vernon and Marge, there were 20 years apart, she didn't think he would connect them. The Dursley family was magical family but they didn't have any titles, and when Vernon was born their parents didn't want to make Vernon feel bad for being a squib.

The boy looked confused for a few seconds. Harry got annoyed and decided if the kid wanted the compartment bad enough, he would go and find his own. He grabbed his other book and left the compartment. Harry found another empty compartment at the back of the train and got comfortable. He was reading his book when the door opened again. "Anything from the trolley, dearie?" The old woman asked.

Harry peered at the food cart and smirked. "I will take all your Chocolate Frogs, Cockroach Clusters, Blood Pops, Exploding BonBons, Jumping Snakes."

"All?" The old woman asked. She never had that happen before.

"Yes, ma'am." Harry grinned, pulling out his money pouch. "How much?"

"I am not sure, no one has every bought all that at once."

"How about this, I will give you one hundred galleons for everything on the cart. The stuff I don't want, you give to people who need it." Harry gave her an innocent smile, with the puppy dog eyes.

"Deal." That was more than she ever made in a week selling treats. Together they separated out what Harry wanted, and she headed to the front of the train to sit down for the rest of the trip.

Harry quickly made his way to the back of the train. He pulled out his transformation and charm books and found the spells he needed. He quickly froze the Chocolate Frogs, he opened them up and lined them up on the floor. He unwrapped the Jumping Snakes, laid them down next to the Frogs. He put the Cockroach Clusters in a bowl he got from the old woman. He grinned this was going to be fun.

Harry was in his seat when the screaming started. He peeked out and everyone was running from the Chocolate Frogs trying to get away from the Jumping Snakes, while the cockroaches were carrying the Exploding BonBons, as they exploded over everyone and everything. He popped a Blood Pop into his mouth. Yes, magic could be fun. He closed his door and sat back down.