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The next day Poppy released Harry from the infirmary and plans were made to go to Diagon Alley the following day. Narcissa was happy that she was going to get to dress someone in proper clothing. She had been trying to get Harry to allow her to dress him, but he kept turning her down. Petunia said that as she had no knowledge of proper clothing to wear in the wizarding world, she would let Narcissa pick out clothing for her. Draco and Lucius were going to help Dudley pick out clothing and Harry finally relented and said that Draco could help him shop for new clothes. Petunia was worried about how they would pay for everything.

"Don't worry about it, Aunt Petunia, I'll take care of it."

"But Harry, where will you get the money? When Dudley and I left, we didn't think that far ahead; we brought no money."

"My parents left me money, Aunt Petunia. How do you think I've been paying for school all these years? If I'd told Uncle Vernon about it, he would have tried to take it from me."

Petunia nodded, not saying anything because she knew it was the truth. She was almost in tears; here was her nephew, whom she had treated horribly, and he was going to share his money with her and her son. She felt his strong arms close about her as she gave in to the tears. "Why are you being so understanding? We behaved horribly to you."

"Whether you realize it or not, Aunt Petunia, you had no choice. It was self-preservation, either you or me."

They were interrupted by three men walking through the doors of the Great Hall, where everyone had gathered after breakfast. Lucius made the introductions. "This is Sterling Foster, our solicitor, he will help you draft the petition for divorce. These men are Aurors Whittleby and Phillips; they will be handling the questioning for the child abuse part of the trial. Gentlemen?"

Sterling Foster secluded himself with Petunia and Dudley, asking questions carefully, so that the wording could be used against Vernon. He drew out things about Petunia's marriage that she had been very reluctant to admit, like the fact that Vernon almost had to force her to have sex with him after their wedding night. He had been so brutal that Sterling said that it could be considered rape.

The Aurors busied themselves with questioning the others and removing memories to be used for the child abuse aspect of the trial. They were disgusted by what they saw when they began to remove Harry's memories. How could anyone treat a child, let alone the saviour of the wizarding world, that way? The two men looked at each other and nodded; this muggle would be getting the Kiss. They were further disgusted when it came time to remove memories from Petunia and Dudley. They saw the depths of their fear for the man they called husband and father. Once they were done, the Aurors collapsed, emotionally drained, onto one of the benches at the table.

"Well, I think we can be safe in saying that Vernon Dursley will not get away with this. The memories you have all provided will definitely have him sentenced to Azkaban for the rest of his days, if not have him receive the Kiss. The divorce proceedings will take place first, unless you want to be declared his widow if he receives the Kiss? Either way, you're going to get everything he owns."

"No, I want the divorce first. I want him to know, before he dies, that I divorced him. He will go with no wife or child by his side."

Severus nodded in agreement. "Will the Wizengamot take into consideration the fact that Ms. Evans and her son had their magic dampened to keep him from finding out about it?"

"Most assuredly Professor. That is going to be one of the main points of both of the trials. Once Ms. Evans reached her legal majority, at seventeen, she didn't need to continue to mask her magic. Her memories show that she had already met Vernon Dursley and knew she couldn't show him that she was a witch. Neither could she allow her son's magic to be known. He, most likely, would have killed them both."

The Aurors and the solicitor rose and said their goodbyes. Sterling told Petunia that he would be in touch with her as to the date of the trials. The Aurors were joined by two of their colleagues and they left to arrest Vernon Dursley at his place of work. As they left the Great Hall, all four Aurors cast spells so that their robes turned into the uniforms of muggle policemen.

Auror Phillips returned later that day to let them know that Vernon had been taken into custody, screaming and fighting the entire way. Auror Whittleby was currently at St. Mungo's, getting care for the bites and scratches that he had received from Vernon. That would also be added to the evidence against him. Phillips refused to tell them exactly what had happened when they arrived at Grunnings, but they could all tell that it had been unpleasant.

The next morning found everyone in the Entrance Hall, waiting to go to Diagon Alley. Narcissa was positively vibrating with pent up energy and excitement; she felt the overwhelming need to rid Petunia of her horrid muggle clothing and get her into something that would accentuate her looks. Petunia wasn't a bad looking woman, and Narcissa had seen Severus watching her from a distance. All they needed was a push in the right direction.

Draco watched his mother, amused at her antics. He knew what she was planning and had no problems with what she was doing. He felt that Severus needed someone in his life, and if Petunia Evans was that person, then so be it. He looked at Harry and realized that he knew what was happening too. He had a slight smirk on his face as he watched Narcissa fuss over his aunt. Lucius and Severus were discussing which line of clothing might best suit Dudley's body style. Harry had never known Severus to be all that concerned with clothing before, but apparently being around the Malfoys meant that you learned something about fashion.

Draco took his hand and brought it to his lips. "Thank you for letting me dress you, finally. I really would like to see you get clothing that makes the most of the looks I've fallen in love with."

"Well, I couldn't exactly say 'no' anymore if my aunt and cousin are allowing your mum and dad to dress them. Besides, you're right; I need new clothes and you're the only one I trust enough to give me fashion advice."

Minerva walked into the Entrance Hall and pulled Petunia aside. "There is a fund for witches and wizards who don't have the money to buy their supplies. Your wands will come out of these funds, as well as any books you will need to help get you started." She looked at Harry. "I assume you are paying for their clothing, as the fund will not cover that."

"Yes, I'm paying for the clothing and robes, and any other things they want to pick up along the way." Lucius shook his head.

"I'm afraid not, Harry. We will cover the clothing for your aunt and cousin. Your aunt is being kind enough to allow Narcissa to dress her, so it is our pleasure. You may buy their robes and any fripperies they may want."

Harry was about to argue, but a nudge from Draco warned him not to. "Let them, they want to so badly. Mother was beside herself when your aunt said that she would be honoured to have Mother dress her. Besides, judging from what she's wearing now, your aunt needs all the fashion help she can get."

They left by portkey to Diagon Alley, landing in an area specifically designed for portkey travel. The ground had been padded and had a slight disillusionment charm cast on it, so that no one was embarrassed by how they landed. Once again, Harry was the only one who didn't land on his feet. "Bloody Hell, I hate traveling by portkey!" Draco snickered as he helped Harry off of the ground.

"One of these days, Love, we'll get you to land on your feet."

"Don't count on it. I can't even come through the floo standing. Alright. Narcissa? You're going to take Aunt Petunia with you, right?"

"Yes, Harry Dear. We're going to Madam Malkin's first, so we might all want to go there at the same time...just to get the robes out of the way." Everyone agreed and set out for the shop. After about an hour, both Dudley and Petunia had been fitted for three sets of robes, two for winter and one for summer. Dudley had looked a little frightened when the tape measure came at him, but he had stood his ground and let it do its job. Harry had grown a few inches since the last time he had bought robes, so he also bought three sets.

From Madam Malkin's, they split into two groups, Narcissa and Petunia heading to Narcissa's favorite dress shop, Dudley following Harry, Draco, Lucius and Severus into a shop that catered to young well-to-do men. Both Dudley and Harry subjected themselves to the ministrations of the tailor and found themselves inundated with clothing, the likes of which they had never seen before. Dudley found that he liked the materials and styles that he was trying on. They were a bit more sedate than what he was used to, but he liked them anyway. Draco was just thrilled that Harry was agreeing with whatever he suggested. He was having the time of his life.

With the promise of having their purchases sent to them at Hogwarts, the men left the tailor and moved on to more exciting things. Knowing Narcissa's love of clothing, Lucius felt it might be hours before they saw the women again. They headed for the Apothecary's shop, to get two full first year kits and two seventh year kits. Both Draco and Harry bought extra potions ingredients, knowing that the potions this term would be hard to brew. Severus nodded, encouraging them to buy certain things, so that they would have their own supply and wouldn't need his stock. The went to Flourish and Blotts next. Severus picked out the books that Petunia and Dudley would need for the term, Lucius following him with a floating basket. Dudley accompanied Harry and Draco as they picked out their books.

"Finally taking Ancient Runes, I see; and is that an Arithmancy book in your basket?"

Harry blushed lightly. "Yes, I finally gave in to your pestering. I'm not taking Arithmancy, though, I'm just getting the book so that I won't be a complete dunce in the subject." He saw Draco's raised brow and gave him a mock glare. "What? Can you imagine me sitting with the third year Gryffindors?" Draco shook his head and kept silent; he had wanted Harry to take Arithmancy last year, but Harry had declined, asking what he would need it for. Oh well, Draco could always tutor him, should he need the extra knowledge.

Harry picked up several books on wizarding etiquette, so that his aunt and cousin didn't embarrass themselves the way he had when he'd first come to Hogwarts. If he'd known it was just plain rude to not accept an outstretched hand, even if you didn't like the person, he would have taken Draco's hand on the train. Harry had apologized for that, once Draco and Lucius had explained it to him. Dudley saw several books that fascinated him, but Harry told him he didn't need them, as they were already sitting in Harry's trunk. Draco picked up a couple of books written specifically for newly wed witches, so that, if she wanted to, Petunia could learn how to keep house by magic. He also included two cookbooks for her, so that she would be able to make the foods she was used to by using her magic.

Lucius looked at his pocket watch and saw that Narcissa's hand was pointing to 'Waiting' and guided them to the desk to pay for their books and then out of the store. They had already decided that they would get the wands after the clothing, so it would give them all a chance to relax while Petunia and Dudley were testing wands. They were to meet the ladies at Ollivander's, but when they arrived, they only saw Narcissa, standing next to a lady wearing a form-fitting blue dress. Harry looked around for his aunt, never noticing that Severus was openly staring at the lady next to Narcissa. Harry only looked back around when he heard Dudley ask, "Mum?"

The change in Petunia was amazing. Gone were the frumpy house dresses that Harry was used to seeing; they were replaced by the latest styles in witches wear. She had also been to a stylist, because her hair was now cut so that it framed her face in loose waves and was short enough that she wouldn't have to fuss much to get it to style properly. Draco nudged Harry and pointed to Severus. Harry turned to see a completely gobsmacked look residing on the usually dour professor's face. Both Harry and Draco realized that it wouldn't take much pushing to get Petunia and Severus to see each other in a romantic light, once her divorce was granted. Harry was actually looking forward to that pushing.