Dudley had only been in the entrance hall for a minute when he felt the air shifting around them even though the doors were now firmly shut and he couldn't see any other source of the disturbance. He reckoned it was some magical shift when none of the others showed any notice to what was happening, either because they were used to it or were expecting it to happen. Still unused to the feel of such a large shift he put a hand on Harry's arm.

Harry looked at his cousin sharply, not having noticed anything to cause alarm, before remembering Hermione mention something about her parents mentioning a shift in the air every time somebody apparated in and wondering if muggles who knew about magic were more sensitive to the signs or if people who were around magic just became desensitised to the signs apparition was happening. "Relax, something in magic prevents landing on top of a person unless two unrelated parties are apparating to the same place at exactly the same time. We'll worry about Aunt Petunia when she arrives and we know how bad she is." He murmured as Lucius, Petunia and two crammed suitcases appeared in front of them.

Petunia was in Lucius' arms when they landed, with his hands holding the suitcases which were promptly dropped as he turned looking for the Lady of the house. "Narcissa, where's there room for her? And get a healer here quickly!" He cried, spotting his wife before turning and hurrying down the hall way.

Dudley was shocked to see Harry and Draco both grabbing the suitcases and following after Lucius, as though emergencies like that happened every day, even as Narcissa called, "The Princess room is set up for Petunia, and Harry sent his house elf to fetch Healer Granger once he'd gotten Petunia into a state where she could be transported."

"You have a talented elf Potter, healed the slices that seemed to have been done by a knife, and did something to her lungs to prevent the puncture from getting worse while I brought her here. Couldn't do anything for broken bones though, apparently house elves can heal their own broken bones and don't need it and Walburga never thought it necessary." Lucius commented, lying the injured woman down on a large four poster bed in a room of dark purples and blues as the others followed him in.

"Thank you. I'll go and wait for Hermione now." Harry replied, calm now he knew the extent of the damage and turned to leave. At the door however he turned back, "You can tell us all what happened to Uncle Vernon later. I hope you stuck to spells which can be set to lie dormant so I don't have to pull favours to keep you from trouble."

Lucius nodded, "Of course. I hope your elf gets Healer Granger here quickly."

"So do I." Was the last they heard from Harry as he disappeared.

Dudley sat on a seat that had been moved to be beside the bed without him noticing and held his mother's hand, knowing his dad had gone further than he ever had before and watched as Narcissa moved forward, casting the few healing spells she knew to repair the broken bones after setting them properly.

Back in the entrance hall Harry was pacing, impatient to get his aunt treated by a proficient healer and back arguing and spoiling Dudley. He knew Kreacher would get Hermione there, but if he'd manage it without a long argument with Hermione before that Harry couldn't know.

"You're not dragging me anywhere without a rea... HARRY!" Hermione was protesting when she spotted Harry, apparently having been apparated while mid-rant by the house elf. "What are you doing sending your house elf to drag me here of all places?" She demanded.

"Doing the best I can to get the help needed as quickly and efficiently as possible. Uncle Vernon attacked Aunt Petunia. Kreacher and most likely Narcissa have done what they can but we need you to make sure she'll live and be back on her feet sooner rather than later." Harry explained quickly, hoping that Hermione's curiosity about why they were at the manor would wait until Petunia was stable.

"Why here?" Hermione demanded, just before walking into the room, where Narcissa was still struggling with her knowledge of healing and Draco seemed to be comforting Dudley as they sat near the bed.

"Look Harry's best friend is one of the best healers around according to the St Mungo's reports. If she's helping your mum then I'll bet Petunia is perfectly healthy within a week at most." Draco was muttering to Dudley, even while watching the door.

Narcissa backed away immediately when Hermione moved over to the bed, casting an examination charm to learn the injuries Petunia suffered from and had suffered from recently, letting her take over the healing but staying near. "Stories later then. Mr Malfoy, Do you have healing potions on hand somewhere? I'll need them quickly when it gets to those stages. Mrs Malfoy, how much healing experience do you have? I could use a second pair of hands to help heal the internal bleeding and punctured lung. Draco can you and Dudley move away from the bed while I get to work. Perhaps you could wait with Harry in another room, or work together to make the skelegrow potion? She needs it to repair or regrow the shattered ribs, which might have to be vanished for her healing to leave no side effects. Harry, Please tell me this wasn't done by your Uncle. This much damage takes some rage and a lot of violence to achieve."

"I'll fetch any potions you need, just tell me which. We have skelegrow here already too." Lucius replied, tersely.

Narcissa moved to the opposite side of the bed to Hermione, replacing Draco and Dudley in that position. "I did the first year of a healers course before marrying Lucius and recapped it in a month every year since then." She revealed, a cold mask falling over her face as the mind-set to heal took over properly.

"I'll show Dudley to his room, and help get him settled as much as possible." Draco agreed, moving through the door with Harry's cousin.

Harry went pale at the seriousness of his Aunt's injuries hit him. "It was. He couldn't have had more than half an hour alone with her though. How could he do so much damage in such a short time?" He near whispered, before turning to follow Draco and Dudley.

Hermione listed 10 potions she needed straight away to Lucius before getting to work, giving Narcissa orders upon what spells and charms she should do while Hermione worked on the more complicated healing charms.

Lucius paused outside the room he knew would be for Dudley considering where Petunia was. "He seemed to start throwing things before finding a metal tool of some sort and hitting her repeatedly with it, not caring where he hit. We should think ourselves lucky she had her head defended from the time he threw the first thing at her." He muttered to Harry, saying what he had been able to tell of the situation when he arrived even as he knew there would be more explanations once Petunia was mostly healed.

Harry nodded turning back to Dudley automatically.

Once Lucius had carried on Draco shut the door, and looked like he would crumble in shock. Dudley still looked petrified with worry for his mother as he had since he realised just how injured she was. Harry was coming to terms with it quicker than either of them, having learnt early in life to be adaptable. "This would be a good time to have a television around so we can lose ourselves in some stupid sitcom or movie while coming to terms with what's happening." He said out loud.

"Yeah, but there are more important things than sorting a stupid TV out right now Harry." Dudley replied dully, "Like healing Mum."

Draco looked at Harry confused. "What's a tevelision?" He asked confused. "Would it work in the manor?"

Harry shrugged. "Lucius and I were going to try making one work here. A television is one of those muggle boxes where videos filmed miles away are broadcast to it somehow and pictures and sound of people are made into programmes. Dudley loved it when he was a kid."

"Would we be able to work it out? Is there one here?" Draco asked, thankful for something else to think on. He had never thought of any man beating up a woman let alone his wife. It wasn't something a gentleman or real man ever did and his Father insisted they were both whatever mistakes had been made.

"We could try, but having the advice of a muggle could really help if Dudley wants something to focus on while Hermione gets to work." Harry suggested, guessing at Draco's thought process.

Dudley shook himself. "So I can't go and get revenge on Dad for doing that?" He asked, anger now souring his voice.

"I could let Kreacher lose on him with a frying pan if you'd like? After getting him to fetch your television of course. Besides I think Lucius might already have punished him just a little before coming here. After Kreacher had turned up to heal and help him before you worry he wasn't helping Aunt Petunia as soon as he found her." Harry pointed out.

Dudley grinned, "Do that, and get a TV here and I'll help get it working"

"Kreacher!" Harry called. "Yes Master?"

"Do you still have that saucepan you attacked Mundungus with?" Harry asked with a grin.

Kreacher grinned back. "Of course Master."

"There's a man at the house you found Lucius and Aunt Petunia in who I've recently discovered has been grossly mistreating my family as well as insulting and attacking the essence of magic. I was wondering if you would like to have some practise with the saucepan on him, making sure he is healable enough that he can be taken through the muggle courts for all he is worth during the divorce process." Harry explained perfectly calmly. "Also, before attacking him with the saucepan, there's a television there which we would like to have brought here. It looks like this." Harry made a holographic image appear of a television, hoping that the Dursley's still had the same TV so it would be accurate enough for the house elf to fetch.

Kreacher bowed deeply. "I will bring it here immediately then punish the man for injuring your relatives, Master."

"Thank you Kreacher." Harry said, just before Kreacher popped out.

The television appeared in the room a few moments later, sent by Kreacher clearly, even if it was shocking that he could move it without apparating alongside it.

"That's a tevelision?" Draco asked, curiously inspecting the item, although still paler than usual.

"It's pronounced tell-ay-vision." Dudley sounded out with a smile, used to the odd half-blood or pure blood teacher getting the words for muggle things wrong. "And I've spotted a problem Harry."

"That they have no plug-points or electricity at all?" Harry agreed, looking around, but not as though he was searching. "I've been thinking about how to get things which usually run off electricity to run off magic and believe I found the basis of the idea, but it's a mixture of charms and base transfiguration which can change things as they pass through it."

"You'd need to charm the television so that it's adapters changed from switching the strength of electricity let through the transfiguring the magic into electricity." Draco mused, understanding Harry's thought process. "I studied that more closely than you did because changing type of energy with a spell was something I found more interesting than other parts of transfiguration and the charms mixing in with it only held my interest more. I have some books on the topic in my wing if you'd like to go there and help with the research."

Dudley shrugged, not minding where they did the research, and knowing he'd need to help since Harry only knew the basis of how televisions worked while visiting repair shops and scarp shops with his old televisions from his room had taught him quite a lot about them without meaning to. "If you think your books have the spells we'll need then by all means lead the way."

Harry only nodded to agree with his cousin when Draco looked at him to check his agreement.

The three teenagers headed to the wing Draco had reclaimed as his own after the war, and followed Draco straight into a small library, that Draco had formed in one of the smaller rooms.

That was where they stayed for the next hour or so while Hermione and Narcissa did all the healing they could for Petunia and Lucius ran errands to help them.