Harry passed her the pot roast before answering. "I'm staying here tomorrow until two. Then I go to the dojo and help Sensei set up and help administer belt tests. Tomorrow night I take my belt test."
Dudley who had kept track of Harry's karate ranking said "It's your black belt right?" before stuffing a forkful of broccoli salad into his mouth.
Harry smiled at his cousin, although Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon didn't really accept him, over the years he and Dudley had become good friends. "Yes, first degree."
"Are you excited?" he asked after swallowing the salad.
"A little nervous actually. It's kinda hard to advance when I'm only able to work with Sensei a few months a year. But he says I'm ready for this."
"And then?" Aunt Petunia asked.
"The day after that I meet with Cassandra, Mrs. Corner, and Barchok. We go over portfolio stuff. I do my annual visit to my parents' graves in Godric's Hollow. Cassandra and I plan out her tasks for the year et cetera, that's likely to take all day. I've already done my visits with," Harry stopped himself from saying Mediwitch and wizard. "Drs. Chang and Shingleton so I'm ready to relax. The day after that, Dudley and I want to deal with shopping for school. We figure we can take care of it, if you give us the money that way you won't have to pack Rose up too.
"Well I don't know… You boys are both so young. What do you think, Vernon?"
Vernon looking up from his dinner said "They've got good heads on their shoulders. If they both show us a list of what they'll be getting I don't see a reason why they couldn't. It's not like our Dudders can't protect them from people of ill intent. Isn't that right my brilliant boxing champion? I'll want to see your lists tomorrow night boys. Okay?"
Dudley rolled his eyes at Harry knowing that between the two of them Harry was likely the more lethal. Harry smirked back, while they both said "Yes, sir."
"And after that?"
"Mostly kick back, sketch, take naps while Rose sleeps. All my schoolwork is ready to hand in and I won't find out the results of my ministry test until after September 1st. I'll pack the thirty-first and I plan on portkeying to Potter Place and taking the floo on the first."
"I'd rather take you to King's Cross on the first. I've already got a babysitter for Rose, so there should be no discussion."
"Yes, Aunt Petunia." Harry knew better than to argue. Although with as out of sorts as he was with his Aunt and Uncle, he really would rather travel by himself to the station.
Two mornings later Harry and Hedwig met Cassandra at Potter Place and they flashed to Gringotts where Felicia Corner and Barchok met them. They went to one of the conference rooms.
Barchok handed Harry and Felicia both a thick statement. "The Potter accounts such as they are."
Harry went over the basic money account, noticing that the three percent of the basilisk worked out to be a little over twenty-eight thousand galleons. "Barchok, I would like to transfer half the credit balance on my Hogwarts schooling account to the Weasley family to be paid over the next three years. Would that be possible?"
"Lord Potter, are you sure? It's a substantial amount."
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Why?"
"Because the monster in the chamber affected their family as much as it affected Collin Creevy or Justin Finch-Fletchley, They deserve compensation. I thought I read that Hogwarts reimbursed those two families for last year's tuition."
"That is true. Very well. It shall be done. Your ten percent has been catalogued and put into a stasis vault you have two drams venom, and half a pound of bone, and a quarter pound of innards and approximately sixteen square yards of skin, sufficient for two full adult suits of armor. However unlike dragon hide which can be shrunken slightly Basilisk skin armor cannot be spelled at all."
"Alright then, it should stay where it is for now. I'm just starting to get my growth. There's no point to using it before I'm grown."
Felicia who had heard about three percent of a basilisk from her son felt her curiosity piqued. "What is the ten percent from, Harry?" She almost snickered as a grimace crossed his face.
Harry leaned forward for a moment and deliberately banged his forehead against the table, twice. He let out a groan. Then he peered at her with a pleading expression in his emerald eyes from behind his tousled bangs. "Do I have to tell you?"
"Yes."
Harry sighed and sat back up. He looked at the two women. They already knew more than most about him. "Barchok, can this chamber be silenced?"
"Yes."
"Do it."
There's a five galleon fee-"
"Fine, just do it."
Barchok went to a panel across the room and pressed a pattern in the crystals on the wall.
"It's done."
"I want an oath that what I am about to say stays secret. Magical Oath that you tell no one without: first, my permission and second, an oath from them that they will tell no one without my express permission. Felicia, you have my permission to tell the other trustees but only in a secure room and only after you've gotten an oath. This could be very bad for me if it got out."
The three others in the room didn't hesitate but quickly gave their oaths.