Leaving the grocery store he prepared to head to Privet Drive. He had a portkey that Ragnok had made him that would take him to the play park and he would wear his invisibility cloak to the house so no nosey Order member would see him. He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer, still under his cloak, and hoped it wasn't his uncle. He was relieved to see his aunt open the door.
"Aunt Petunia, its Harry, open the door further and let me in. There are others like me watching the house." He told her and was surprised when she did as instructed without a fuss.
After she closed the door he took off the cloak. "It's about time you showed up. I was afraid those freaks would realize you were missing." She said and then got a good look at him. "What did you do? You look… You look…" She didn't even know how to comment on his new height and weight as well as the confident look in his eyes.
"Yes, well I went to a magical healer after I got off the train. That is where I have been since. I was treated for over 2 months but with magic time moved slower and I was only physically gone for 24 hours." He told her, no longer afraid of them enough not to mention magic. "This is what I would have looked like if you hadn't starved me and taken such poor care of my health and would have healed my injuries." He told her with a glare. "Now where are Vernon and Dudley? We need to have a family meeting."
"They are in the kitchen having pudding," she told him and followed her now formidable nephew into the kitchen knowing things were going to be much different around their house from now on.
"Good evening Uncle Vernon, Dudley." Harry said and enjoyed the looks he got from both of them when they saw his new look. "Now we are going to have a little chat about how things run in this family." Harry told them with a glare as he sat at his place.
"Who do you think you are boy to walk into my house and make demands of me?" Vernon bellowed, obviously not realizing that Harry was not the same pliant boy he once was.
"No, you listen Uncle," Harry said eyes flashing. "This is not your house, it never has been. This is my house, I own it, therefore you will sit there and listen to what I have to say. I will let you ask questions after I have said my part." He waited until his uncle grudgingly nodded before continuing. "Now as I stated I found out that I own this house. You were allowed to live here by my mother after my grandparents died and left her the house. She knew she would be living in the magical world and wanted you to have a place as you had just married and Vernon had not found a job yet." Harry told them and watched as Dudley's eyes got huge as he realized that his cousin could kick them out of their house.
"I also found out that I own 100 of the Grunnings Drill Company," Harry told Vernon with a smirk and watched as all the blood left Vernon's face. "Turns out that my Grandfather Potter invested in one of his friend's son's ideas and thus purchased Grunnings; allowing his friend's son to run the business. When my mother told my father that her sister was marrying a man with no job, my father the one you call a worthless freak decided to help you out. My grandfather told the company to hire you and make sure that you had a job as long as you were married to Aunt Petunia." Harry told him with a triumphant smirk. "So now I own the company and I am the one keeping you employed. It seems the Grunnings Drill Company is not too pleased with your work. You are arrogant, rude and lazy and the only reason they have kept you on is because my grandfather demanded it."
Petunia was shaking as she realized how horrible her life would have been without her sister's kindness. They would have been destitute with no place to live and Vernon with out a job. She also realized that with how they had treated Harry over the years there was no reason to expect he would help them.
"I have also come to find out that you were paid 5,000 pounds per year to take care of me. This money does not come from the government nor does it come from the people who placed me here, it comes directly out of my trust account. Therefore I have complete control over the money you do or do not receive." He told them with a smirk. "All those gifts you get for your birthday and Christmas Dudley, they were all paid for with money that was supposed to be used to pay for clothes, food, medical care and toys for me." Harry told him and watched Dudley's eyes flash to his precious TV for a moment. "As of now the money has stopped. You have never spent one single cent on me before now so you will be easily able to manage without my money." He told them and watched as his aunt began to cry.
