She flinched as she heard those words because she could see now how very much she had hurt him with them and knew from the things she'd said over the years he had every reason to believe she'd see his death that way. She wouldn't. But he didn't know that. But hearing him repeat those words about dying in a ditch somewhere. Words she knew she'd told him. The very fact that he remembered them told her she had hurt him. She also remembered that incident and knew he hadn't deserved it. He'd been five and was telling her Dudley needed new art supplies for school because he knew Dudley would forget to tell her. And the teacher would get mad at Dudley for not having them which would upset Dudley. And an upset Dudley was always bad for Harry and expensive for Petunia. But she'd been in a bad mood and had taken it out on him. Because that's what her family did.
He ranted and raved and never noticed his Uncle and Cousin standing in the doorway listening to every pain filled word of condemnation, self-hatred and over-whelming sorrow. Old wounds they'd never realized they'd given him poured from his mouth in an angry tirade impossible to stop or deny. Because Harry's magic was making all three Dursleys remember just when said wounds had been given. He never even noticed when he collapsed on the floor in a huddled heap, bawling his eyes out still muttering the words of poison that had been festering inside his psyche for all these years. So deep in his misery he had forgotten where he was. His Uncle had picked him up and for once carried him gently to his bed when it was clear he wasn't going to make it there on his own.
From that day on, his relatives attitude towards him changed. Petunia made sure he ate at least twice a day and Vernon only gave him make work to do to keep his hands busy while his mind tried to deal with all the crap that had been thrown at him that even adults would've quailed at dealing with. Dudley just left him alone, as his parents had told him to, and found other things to do with himself that didn't include tormenting his cousin. He still didn't like Harry and chances were he never would but the torment Harry was dealing with from his school was far more than anything Dudley and his crew could do to him. So he left him alone and kept his friends from adding to his burden for the rest of the summer.
For his part, Harry once again took an unscheduled trip to Diagon Alley to visit the bookstores and purchase new reading material. This time he wasn't researching any previous events or creatures. Or even the laws of the magical society. This year all he was looking for was material to learn that could derail his thinking processes enough to let him rest. He got books on runes and warding as well as spellcrafting and arithemancy. He knew he wasn't taking those classes but the subject matter interested him. Heck, warding and spell crafting weren't even available at Hogwarts.
He also paid a visit to the bank to discover exactly what his financial standing was and whether or not he had enough funds to actually get through Hogwarts and set himself up somewhere after graduation. He'd discovered he had inherited the Black Estate from Sirius because Sirius had named him as heir after he'd been named as Harry's godfather when Harry had been born. Which only confirmed Sirius truly was deceased. That had also led to the revelation of his status as heir to the Potter estate and the little known status as heir to the old and all but forgotten estate of the Evansleigha accounts.
Those accounts had come to him via his mother because the Evans line was a squib line established around the turn of the century. A daughter of the Evansleigha family had been injured in an accident depriving her of most her magical core. Because the injury had occurred during her act of saving the son and heir to the line she was repaid by having her name formally changed and the new name added to the family line.
His visit had also uncovered his connection to both Godric Gryffindor and Ignotus Peverell though there wasn't much of anything to be claimed from them. Harry already had the cloak and had made use of the sword though he didn't possess it. When he was old enough he could claim their seats in the Wizengamot chambers. But those were all that was left of their former Estates. He did however claim the rings that went with both old names. Just as he claimed all the other heir rings for the estates he was heir to. That each ring had protections woven into it so as to protect the heir who wore it was only a bonus as far as Harry was concerned.
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