Harry Potter was pissed. He was now 20 years old. It was after the war and he was depressed as hell. He was sitting in a bar but according to the rules of the meeting Hermione had set up he wasn't allowed to drink. Hermione had set up a group after getting certified as a psychologist. He was of course forced to attend. He was to talk to people he didn't know about his problems. He never spoke just stared and listened to what they had to say. The group was a bunch of Muggles they wouldn't understand what he was going through. Hermione wouldn't let him anywhere near the magical counter part.

Harry assumed it was because most people hated him and thought that he'd gone Dark after the war. They blamed him for the Death Eater attacks on their families. Blamed him for the deaths. Some still wanted to know him because of his fame. He'd gone to University and was working at a bank under constant glamour. He hid from everyone in the magical world and he knew they wanted to find him bad. He only showed up for Wizengamont meetings then would use a Port Key in his Head of House ring to leave before anyone talked to him.

Hermione glanced over at him in worry. He took his bottle of Mountain Dew and toasted her taking a drink. His ring also provided a glamour so he didn't have to cast the spells himself. The next person he had to listen to sat in front of him. It reminded him of the time his aunt ranted on about hearing one of the neighbors daughters going speed dating. She'd looked it all up and he'd been forced to listen.

"My names Dudley." Harry started and actually focused on the person across from him. It was his cousin. Only he wasn't as big as he remembered. In fact he was skinny, and actually looked well built. "I was told you don't talk though do you?" Harry just blinked and took another sip of his drink. "Uhm this is my first time here. My boyfriend told me about this place."

Boyfriend? Dudley was gay? That was news to him.

"Really, Big D?" Harry scoffed, Hermione was passing and tensed, Dudley looked scared, "My name is Harry. " Dudley drained of color. "and I'm your freak cousin. It's very nice to meet you."

"Harry!" Hermione scolded alerting everyone in the room. She pulled Harry from his chair. He glared at her everyone now knew his name. "I think..."

Harry jerked away and sat back down taking yet another sip of his drink. He stared at his cousin hard. The man was almost shaking.

"Leave us, Hermione." Harry said, "After all this is what you wanted isn't it? Me to talk about my problems?"

"Not like this!" Hermione cried looking panicked she knew seeing his family wasn't healthy in his condition. "Harry, really why don't you go home? You have a meeting in the morning don't you?"

Harry scoffed that was a nice safe way to say he had to go sit in his two seats on the Wizengamont.

"Harry." Minister of Magic Kingsley Shacklbolt walked over while looking around. "I've been looking all over for you. I called at your house but your maid..." nice way to say house elf. "told me you were with Hermione. It's rather urgent. "

Harry sighed and stood. He grabbed Hermione's notebook and pen and wrote down his number for Dudley. He ripped the page off and handed it to him.

"Call me and we'll catch up, Big D." he looked his scared cousin in the eyes. "You might want to try coming on Monday or Wednesday nights. I always come on Friday."

"Sure, Harry. " Dudley stood and held his hand out. "I'll catch up with you later."

Harry nodded and took his cousin's hand. Shocking Hermione who suddenly beamed.

Harry walked into the Wizengamont to shock silenced.

"We didn't think you'd actually find him." the court recorder said. "Welcome, Lord Potter-Black. "

Everyone watched as Harry's eyes slid over to Narcissa Malfoy who was watching him as if he held the fate of her whole world in his hands. Then again he actually did. His eyes slide to the middle of the court room sure enough Draco and Lucius Malfoy were watching him just as the woman was. They were shackled. He walked over and pulled out his wand releasing the chains.

"I'm in a rare good mood today." he told the prisoners. "Don't make me regret it. "

They both nodded their thanks as he walked over to the seats he held on the Wizengamont and sat.

"Lets begin the trail of Draco and Lucius Malfoy."

After several hours of arguing Harry stood effectively shut everyone up.

"The muggles have a thing called Parole . " He told them. "They can get out of jail but have to check in each week with a court appointed official. I think therapy once a week would also be good. As part of the Parole they have to stay away from other accused Death Eaters. They must get jobs that will help the community to regrow and be better than before and must spend at least 38 hours a week helping at one of our Wizarding Orphanages. By that I mean actually going and interacting with the children. Muggle-born. Pure-blood and Half-blood alike. "

Everyone stared at him but his eyes were on the two Death Eaters. Staring into their very souls challenging them.

"Also for his deeds as a loyal servant of the Dark Lord, Lucius Malfoy will be sentenced to one year without magic and must live as a Muggle for such time. Also Draco Malfoy shall be limited on which spells he can use. A binding will be put on him and his new wand so he can only do first year spells. This will also be in effect for a year. I have a nice property in a lovely neighborhood that they can stay in for the year. I'm also willing to be the one they check in with and I know a great Therapist that they can go to. Also i will take charge of the finances and give them allowances."

Hermione would kill him yes. But call it payback for making him go to those horrid meetings.

"All in favor of Lord Potter-Black's proposal?" Kingsley asked, blinking at the boy to say he was shocked was an understatement. Everyone instantly raised their hands as they always did when Harry actually spoke up with his ideas. "Passed. "

"I will do the bindings myself." Harry told them approaching the two men. "That way I can remove them whenever I see fit."

"Of course." Kingsley nodded meeting him there.

Harry quickly and silently did just that.

"Kingsley ." He looked at the man he'd fought beside." I would like very much if you didn't tell anyone where I was when you found me."

"Of course not, Harry."

Harry stood waiting for the Malfoy men to get dressed in Muggle clothes. Narcissa was beside him in a nice dress that was Upper-Middle class. She seemed fine with it. The two men joined them and Harry walked off knowing they would follow. He walked them in to a room and looked around. It was empty. He made a Port Key.

"Grab it. " he ordered them. "I want to get out of here before the media swarms."

They grabbed it and were soon whirling through the air. They landed in the entrance of number 7 Privet Drive. He banished the Port Key and looked around.

"Where are we?" Lucius asked, looking around the the entrance way. "I mean our address."

"Number 7 Privet Drive, Little Whinging , Surry." Harry replied, "There isn't a Witch, Wizard or Sqiub around here and only one family knows of the existence of magic. That would be the family in #4 and if I hear you have any contact with them I will throw you back as fast as I got you out." He stared at them letting them know he wasn't joking around. "That is if I cannot convince them to help you."

With that he showed them around to the well furnished home. He'd actually been trying to get these two out for awhile now. He'd decorated or rather Hermione had. He showed them how to use everything and told them what it was for. He then took them outside and showed them the yard and walked them up and down the neighborhood. He took them to the nearest market and explained Muggle money and everything to them then walked them home and helped them put everything away.

"Harry?" Harry turned he was coming out of the Malfoy's house getting ready to go to his Aunt and Uncles to explain what was going on. The Malfoy's had come out with him. Harry looked at his aunt. "H-Harry?"

"I was coming over to see you." He said, "Shall I come over for dinner then?"

"Y-Yes, of course." Petunia nodded, motioning to her house across the street . "Hurry, over." she glanced at the Malfoy's "Uh, friends?"

"I'll explain everything when I arrive." Petunia nodded, "Good bye then. " he said to the Malfoy's "I'll be back after work tomorrow. That's around noon."

The three nodded.

"Good night, Potter." Draco called, after him. shocking his parents. "and thank you."

Harry just waved over his shoulder and followed his shaken aunt.