Werewolves, attorney's, and shrinks, oh my!

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

Parseltongue

The next morning Harry woke up early, at first he wasn't sure what had awoken him and then he heard a strange noise outside the window his bed was situated in front of. Harry turned himself around in his bed, put on his glasses, and was instantly able to see out of the window thanks to Basil. What Harry saw made him gasp, Myridia was flying! Harry knew she had wings, but he hadn't expected her to be able to actually fly, much less fly this soon. Harry stared as Myridia swooped and spun through the air, she looked like she was dancing in the sky, it was truly beautiful. As Myridia continued to fly Harry reached over and poked Draco awake, "wassa a matter?"

Harry pointed out the window, "Draco you have to see this."

Draco slid on his own glasses and looked out Harry's window, "WOW!" Harry and Draco both watched as Myridia did several corkscrews and then preformed a perfect Wronski feint.

Draco spoke first, "that's incredible" Harry could only nod, as Myridia pulled into another spectacular dive she was joined by something else. It was still foggy so Harry had a little trouble seeing what it was at first then he realized it was Lucretia, (Harry had forgotten that Veela's could also fly) Lexi came in on Lucretia's left side (also using the vela ability of flight) and Drue flew in on a broom right next to him. The four siblings continued to fly around each other for over an hour performing stunts that where unlike anything Harry had ever seen before. Even the teams at the quidditch world cup hadn't been this good. Once they were done Harry and Draco both gave a groan of disappointment which caused Madame Pomfrey to come into the room, "Boys, what's wrong are you in pain?"

Harry felt himself go red while Draco simply shrugged and sat back in his bed Harry cleared his throat and answered, "Ah, no Madame Pomfrey we're not hurt we were just watching the Kensington's fly."

Madame Pomfrey gave a knowing smile, "Oh I see and you were a little upset when it stopped."

Harry's face went even redder, but he managed a small nod, Madame Pomfrey gave a laugh and said, "Well I see, since you're both up how about some breakfast and then another round of physical therapy.?" Both boys let out a groan as Madame Pomfrey went to floo the kitchen for their breakfast.

Severus came down to the hospital wing once they had finished eating in order to help Madame Pomfrey get the boys through their physical therapy, that way each boy could have someone spotting them while they worked. Severus also brought down some books and a journal for Harry to help him regain his reading skills. Severus had bought Draco books on speaking exercises designed to help people who had speech impediments to prevent Draco from stuttering too much. Both of them took several naps throughout the day and managed to get a long fairly well.

Harry and Draco both continued to work on their physical therapy and were slowly regaining strength. Draco progressed faster than Harry because his injuries hadn't been as extensive. Harry started reading the books that Severus had bought him and keeping notes in his journal. Unfortunately due to his memory problems Harry would often read pages three or four times over before he realized he should have moved on. Myridia and her siblings remained in the school so Madame Pomfrey could monitor Myridia's wings for any signs of trouble and so they could be here when the elves and other species arrived in the end of August.

Harry was determined to get back to his old strength, but he couldn't help feeling frustrated by not being able to get around on his own. Harry hated having to ask Severus to take him to the bathroom every time he had to go (Harry refused to use a bed pan), and he seriously disliked not being able to leave the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey had told Harry he couldn't leave until his wounds had healed some more she didn't want him to risk getting an infection. Even though Myridia and her brother and sisters visited them almost every day by the end of the week Harry was more than ready to see another face.

Harry woke up Thursday feeling excited and a little worried Remus was coming today, while the psychiatrist and lawyer that Severus arranged for were both coming tomorrow. Severus had done this on purpose so that Harry could have an entire day to spend with Remus. Harry couldn't wait to see Remus, but at the same time he was a little nervous. Harry hadn't seen Remus since the day Sirius had died and Harry couldn't help but worry that Remus might somehow blame Harry for Sirius's death or that he would have trouble accepting Harry because of his abuse. Even though everyone had told Harry several times that what happened to him wasn't his fault Harry still felt like it was and he hated the weak feeling he still had about being stuck in bed the way he was.

Harry and Draco both ate and went through their physical therapy, by the time they had finished, showered, and gotten a nap it was time for Remus' visit. Harry was nervously toying with his blanket, Severus reached over and put his hand on top of Harry's, "calm down son, take a deep breath. Everything will be fine I promise."

Harry forced himself to relax, "Thank you Father."

Severus smiled, but before he could respond Remus came flooing in, Remus waved and walked towards them, "Harry, it's so good to see you I'm sorry I haven't been to visit sooner, but Albus has me on a very important mission and it's hard for me to get away." Harry nodded as Remus reached over and gave him a hug which Harry eagerly returned. It was obvious to him that Remus wasn't angry with him over what had happened to Sirius.

Once Remus pulled a way he took a seat and started to talk, "Well Harry I'm not just here for a visit I also have some information for you." Falcor and Methos both showed Harry that Remus had a dark aura around him they hissed to together, "Harry be careful this man has a black spot on his soul as does the dark haired adult (Severus)."

Harry sighed and hissed back, It's o.k. Remus has a dark aura because he's a werewolf and my father has one because he has the dark mark."

This didn't seem to satisfy the two snakes, and of course Basil added in his opinion, "He followed the Dark Lord! And yet you trust him."

Harry shook his head, "Yes, he turned to help Dumbledore and because his father forced him to, he didn't do it willingly and I do trust him all right?" The three snakes hissed their approval.

Harry looked up and saw Remus and Severus staring at him. Harry stammered out the conversation and both men nodded Remus spoke first, "It's all right Harry, I'm used to this and at least we know you're safe."

Severus squeezed Harry's hand, "Remus is right Harry we don't see it as an insult, now Lup, ah Remus I believe you had some information for Harry."

Remus cleared his throat, "Ah, yes well Harry you should know that as Sirius' godson he left you everything including Grimmauld place which means that Krecher is also in your control." Harry opened his mouth to protest he didn't want anything to do with Krecher and if he ever saw that elf again Harry was going to ring his scrawny neck. Remus could obviously tell Harry was angry and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Harry I know you don't like Krecher and I don't either, but you can't let him go he has too much information about the Order to be released and believe me killing him will not make you feel better." Harry nodded and allowed Remus to continue Remus reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black object he used his wand to bring it back to its original height.

Harry grinned when he saw that it was Sirius' old motorcycle, but at the same time he felt a sharp stab of grief at the reminder that Sirius was truly gone. Before Harry could thank Remus Severus shouted, "NO! You are not giving my son this godforsaken contraption, do you know how much damage he could receive flying on this blasted thing?"

Remus rolled his eyes, "Oh calm down Severus it's as safe as a broomstick and besides Sirius left it in his will that I was to personally deliver this to Harry when the time came."

Harry took this moment to speak up, "Please let me keep it Father, I promise I'll be careful and I won't fly it without you or Remus until I learn properly I swear."

Severus looked between Harry's expectant face and Remus who was giving Severus a 'you're being overprotective look' Finally Severus gave out a groan, "All right you can keep it, but if you sustain any injuries from riding this blasted thing I'm turning it into scrap and then I'll be coming after you."

Severus pointed an accusing finger at Remus who raised his hands in mock surrender, "I understand Severus. Now Harry you should also know that there are several other Black properties as well as numerous vaults which you have inherited I brought a list with me; I should warn you there are some dark arts object in many of these vault s so you should not enter them alone."

Remus pulled a set of papers out of his pocket and gave it to Harry as he said, "Yes Remus, I'll be careful."

Remus ruffled Harry's hair (which was now much longer and straighter than it had been before) and smiled at him, "Well that's the official business taken care of, now for the real reason I came here in the first place how are you doing Harry?"

Harry sighed heavily, "I'm doing better, it's not easy though."

Remus nodded, "I know, I went through something similar when I was bitten. I know it's difficult for you right now, but with time and a little help you will get better. You just have to remember to ask for help Harry I know it's not easy for you to admit you can't do things on your own, but you need to o.k.?"

Harry nodded, "o.k. Remus, I will try harder to ask for help when I need it."

Remus smiled, "That's what I wanted to hear."

Remus and Harry spent the rest of the day talking to each other; Harry asked Remus questions about what he and Sirius were like as students as well as Harry's recovery process. All in all it was a good day; unfortunately the next day would not be so easy.

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Harry was nervous all day the next day; he barely got through his physical therapy. The therapist was going to come first to make it easier for Harry to get through his deposition. The therapist arrived at one o' clock just after Harry and Draco finished lunch. Severus entered the hospital wing with a man Harry had never seen before he looked to be in his early thirties, with reddish brown hair and brown eyes. He was slightly smaller than Severus, but not short. Methos and Falcor both told Harry that this man was 'safe' and they could not see any darkness within him. That alone made Harry relax a little more.

Severus and the man walked over to Harry and Draco, Severus was the first to speak, "Harry this is your therapist Christian Dawson, Christian this is my son Harry Snape, and my other son Draco."

Christian smiled and held out a hand to Harry then Draco, "It's nice to meet you both Severus had told me so much about each of you. Harry I would like to speak to you first if that is all right with you?"

Harry thought about this for a while and decided that this man seemed nice and Severus and Dumbledore had both said he was o.k. so Harry decided to give him a chance. Even if Harry wasn't sure if he liked this man, but he knew he needed help, "Well o.k. can Father come with us?"

Christian sighed and said, "Well Harry, I'd like to talk to you alone, therapists usually talk to their patients alone, people often find it easier to discuss their problems in private and therapy sessions are meant to be only between the patient and the doctor. Once things get settled I would like to do group therapy with you, Draco, and the Kensington children, but you will still have an individual session with me, if it will make you feel better your father can wait outside the room."

Harry bit his lip nervously, "I suppose that wouldn't be too bad."

Christian nodded and turned to Severus, "now is there somewhere close by where Harry and I can speak."

Severus pointed to his right, "Yes there's a private room down this way, Poppy keeps it open for children who have contagious diseases and need to be quarantined."

Christian responded, "Yes, that should work."

Severus picked Harry up and carried him into the private room, Harry felt his face turn red, having to be carried around in front of people he knew was bad enough, but having it happen in front of someone he had only just met was worse. Severus took Harry into the spare room and sat him down on the bed within. The bed was slightly bigger than what was available in the hospital wing, but it still had the white sheets and blanket that the hospital was famous for. Christian sat down on a chair next to the bed and took out a small notepad then Severus left. Harry eyed it suspiciously and Christian said, "I need to keep a record of our sessions for clarity purposes." Harry nodded and settled himself in the bed.

Harry sat nervously in the bed, he had no idea what was supposed to happen, Christian was the first to speak, "Harry do you have any questions for me?"

Harry nearly laughed, he had dozens of questions, but no idea which one to start with so he decided to start with the easiest, "You said earlier about group therapy sessions, why are you doing that and didn't you say that therapy is a one-on-one thing?"

Christian nodded, "Well yes there will always be individual sessions between me and my various patients, but group sessions can be beneficial to. It will help you to talk about your problems with someone your own age and to realize that other children have had similar experiences to yours."

Harry raised an eyebrow, this sounded a little weird, "But you said you wanted the Kensington's in therapy to and they weren't abused."

Christian sighed, "Well no they weren't abused, but they do have other issues like abandonment and not fitting in with others around them, but as a doctor I can not discuss all of these problems with you it is confidential. Everything between me and my patients is. I promise you Harry that unless you or someone else is in danger I will not talk about these sessions with anyone not even Severus."

Harry couldn't help but feel a little wary of this, he had been promised things like this before, he supposed he could give it a try and hope this time things would be different. Christian asked, "So is there anything particular that you need to talk about? You have gone through a lot in a short amount of time."

Harry thought for a few minutes before speaking there was something he had on his mind for a while, "Well, there is something I have been feeling a little jealous of Draco lately."

Christian didn't look surprised, "How so?"

Harry sighed, "Draco has this pre-existing relationship with Father and I sometimes feel a little left out I promised Father I'd try to get along with him, but I can't help feeling a little jealous that they get along so well together."

Christian took a moment before speaking, "I see, Harry you know your father loves you right."

Harry felt a little shocked at this question, but he answered, "Yes of course I do, he's been with me every day sense I got hurt. Even before he knew I was his son he protected me. Back in my first year Professor Quirrel tried to curse me off my broom and Father was sitting there muttering a counter-curse the entire time to try and save me. Then in third year Ron, Hermione, and I were brought to the Shrieking Shack by Sirius and Father came in after us. I know it was moistly to try and get even with Sirius and Remus, but still he did more than any of the other teachers (except Remus did) I know he loves me, I guess I'm just worried he loves Draco more."

Christian gave a small smile and said, "Harry your fears are understandable, but you don't have to worry. Severus has had years to spend with Draco and develop a relationship with him while your relationship with Severus is still new. It will take time for the two of you to get close to each other and you may want to tell him how you feel or try to spend more time with him. Just talk to him, ask him questions, and remember no matter what happens Draco will not replace you in your father eyes, and at the same time you will not replace him." Harry nodded just saying this out loud made him feel a little better Harry was also relieved that Christian hadn't pressed him about the Dursley's or the upcoming court appearance. Unfortunately that didn't last long, "Harry would you like me and to stay with you when the lawyer comes?"

Harry ran a hand through his hair a few times, "I don't know, I definitely want Father there, but I don't know if I want anyone else around. I know all this stuff is going to come out eventually, but I don't think I'm ready to tell someone I don't know very well."

Christian nodded, "I can certainly understand Harry and I respect your opinion so I won't come, but I will probably ask you about it in our next session does that sound fair?"

Harry nodded, he like this guy he seemed friendly and he didn't push Harry on things like a lot of the other adults around where doing. Many of Hogwarts staff had been to see Harry and Draco sense they awoke and had asked both boys to talk about what had happened to them saying it would be easier for Draco and Harry to discuss it with someone else if they talked to one of them first. Harry thought this sounded a little screwy, he knew he needed to work past what had happened to him, but at the same time he didn't want to talk about it with every single person who came to see him it was so irritating. Harry liked that this guy didn't say that and didn't act like he knew more than Harry just because he was older.

Christian stood up placing his notebook back in his pocket saying, "Well Harry I think that's enough for today. I'll go get Severus."

Harry gave a small smile, "O.k." Harry felt a little better now and somehow it made him feel like he could actually get through all this. Severus came back into the room and picked Harry back up to take him back to bed.

Once Harry was seated again Christen turned to Draco and said, "So Draco, I believe that it's your turn." Draco walked slowly into the private room (unlike Harry Draco was able to walk on his own).

As they walked away Harry turned to his father and decided to take a little of Christian's advice and ask Severus something he'd had on his mind for a while, "Father?"

Severus turned around to look Harry in the eye, "Yes Harry."

Harry swallowed, "Would you, I mean, can you tell me about Mum? No one ever says anything to me about her besides; she was good at Charms, she was smart, she was kind, I have her eyes, and she died to protect me, I want to know more."

Severus got a sad faraway look on his face, for a moment Harry thought he was going to cry! When he finally spoke his voice sounded choked up, "Of course Harry. Well, where should I start? Your mother was incredible, the one thing I remember most about her is music. You're mother loved to listen to classical music, she would walk down the halls whistling all sorts of tunes and she'd play music while studying which would drive me crazy because I'm one of those people who wants silence when they work. Did you know that your mother actually played the violin?"

Harry gasped in surprise, "No I didn't."

Severus nodded, "Oh yes she was amazingly talented, I remember when we first started dating there were days when I would sit there for hours listening to her play. Lily would lose herself in the music and so would I. Sometimes she would stop and we would both look up and realize that several hours had passed without our knowledge."

Harry smiled at the wistful faraway look in his father's eyes, "Do you have any recordings of her playing?"

Severus shook his head, "No, I'm afraid not Harry, but if you like I can put some of my memories in a pensive and let you watch."

Harry sat up, "Really, that'd be great."

Severus smiled, "O.k. then I'll get a pensive down here tomorrow." Harry felt better; being able to spend time with his father and learn more about his mother was something he had been craving for a while.

Harry asked, "So what was mum's favorite song?"

Severus thought for a moment, "'Amazing Grace', she'd play it over and over again. She always used to say she loved the message that song was trying to portray, that anyone no matter how dark there past could be forgiven and make a new life for themselves. It's rather ironic when you think about it."

Harry knew what Severus meant, his mother hadn't had anything to do with dark magic, but his father had and he'd managed to break away from Voldemort and potentially create something new for himself, Harry, and Draco. Harry could see that the conversation was having a strong effect on his father and reached over to grab his hand. Severus squeezed and gave Harry a grateful look just a Draco and Christian came out of the private room. Draco looked at ease as he sat back in his bed. Severus left the hospital wing to take care of his lesson plan for next year leaving the two boys alone. Harry spent

Harry decided to spend the next few hours he had left until the lawyer arrived to get to know Draco a little better, "Draco do you want to play chess?"

Draco turned to Harry and shrugged, "Sure." Draco pulled his chest set out of his trunk at the foot of his bed and the two boys began to play.

Harry spoke first, "so Draco, where are you going stay this year? You can't stay in the Slytherin dorms obviously?"

Draco nodded, "The Headmaster said I can have one of the prefect's rooms up on the third floor by the Ravenclaw common rooms. I'll still be a Slytherin and have classes with them, but I won't be staying anywhere near the common rooms."

Harry moved his piece and said, "Yeah, that makes sense, so what about your friends have they contacted you recently?"

Draco sighed, "No, I don't really have 'friends' Crabbe, Goyle, and the others hung around with me because they knew my father was rich and because the Malfoy family has such high political and social standing in the wizarding world. They didn't really like me they just wanted to be popular by hanging around with me."

Harry felt a slight pang of sympathy, "Yeah I know how that goes, there's thousands of people who want to be my friend because I'm the boy-who-lived. At first I thought it was kind of cool, I didn't have a lot of friends as a kid (thanks to my cousin Dudley) and it made me feel happy that all these people liked me. Then I realized they didn't like ME they like Harry Potter the savior of the wizarding world."

Draco nodded as he said, "Check mate."

Harry looked at the board sure enough Draco had won, Harry shrugged, "Well no surprise there, I lose to Ron every time we play together to."

Draco smirked then his face paled slightly Harry turned and saw that Severus had come back and there was a woman with him, like Christian she seemed fairly young ,but she had blonde hair that was cut to jaw length and green eyes. She walked over to Harry and Draco and stuck her hand out, "Hello Harry my name is Marcia Tinsdale and I will be your attorney."

Harry slowly put out his hand and shook hers, "A, hi, it's nice to meet you."

Ms. Tinsdale sat down between Harry and Draco's beds, Severus sat on Harry's other side and took his hand while Ms. Tinsdale pulled some papers out o her briefcase, "All right now Harry today I am just going to have you talk to me about your life with your relatives, I may have to ask you a few questions to clarify, but if you need a break or want to stop at anytime just say so o.k.?"

Harry swallowed hard and squeezed Severus' hand tighter, "All right."

Ms. Tinsdale smiled, "O.k. Poppy can you come here?"

Madame Pomfrey walked over and Harry asked, "Why does Madame Pomfrey need to be here?"

Ms. Tinsdale sighed, "I need to have a secondary witness to your deposition besides your father."

Harry felt confused, "Why can't professor Dumbledore do that?"

Ms. Tinsdale answered, "He has business with the Ministry and couldn't come today."

Harry nodded, "All right so where do we start?"

Ms. Tinsdale read through a few of the papers she'd taken from her briefcase and said, "Well let's start at the beginning. Can you tell me how long the abuse occurred at the Dursley's?"

Harry thought for a moment, he'd been treated badly at the Dursley's for so long that recalling when it all started was difficult for him, "The first time I remember being hit was when I was three" everyone gasped, but Harry continued, "I asked my aunt how I'd gotten my scar she told me it was from the car crash that killed my parents. Then she smacked me over the head and told me not to ask questions, my aunt and uncle hated it when I asked questions."

Ms. Tinsdale said, "I see and did your uncle began hitting you around the same time or did it start later?"

Harry cringed, "It was around the same time. My aunt and uncle started giving me chores to do. Whenever they weren't all done or done 'right' my uncle would hit me. At first he would jut slap me or lock me in cupboard without food"

Ms. Tinsdale interrupted, "Excuse me Harry, but what do you mean 'your cupboard'?"

Harry grimaced, "My cupboard was where I slept until I got my Hogwarts letter. It was an old broom cupboard under the stairs there was this little shelf thing (which I think was originally intended to put stuff you didn't want to bend down for) where I slept. I scrounged this old mattress out of the garage after I grew out of the baby mattress I originally slept on and I only had two blankets. One was the baby blanket Dumbledore wrapped me in when he left me on the Dursley's porch and the other was a blanket aunt Marge (Vernon's sister) bought for Dudley when he was like five years old. Dudley never liked it so I got it."

Ms. Tinsdale had gone slightly white, "I see, and you would be locked in there as a punishment?"

Harry nodded, "Yes I was, they would lock me in there for days sometimes they'd take out the light bulb and leave me in the dark. I'd have to sneak out at night to get food."

Severus growled, "They didn't feed you while you were locked away?"

Harry swallowed, "No, they wouldn't." Severus clenched his fist which made Harry flinch slightly.

Severus rested a hand on Harry's shoulder, "I'm sorry Harry I didn't mean to scare you."

Harry relaxed slightly as Ms. Tinsdale asked, "What about your aunt did she hit you as much as your uncle or less?"

Harry shivered, "Less, aunt Petunia didn't like to touch me she was afraid to get my 'freakishness'."

Ms. Tinsdale raised an eyebrow, "Freakishness?"

Harry took a breath, "That's the way they referred to my magic; they never told me I was a wizard, I would always make strange things happen, but I never realized I was the one causing these strange thing or how I was doing it. Whenever I used magic they'd yell at me and then uncle Vernon would hit me and lock me in the cupboard."

Ms. Tinsdale nodded, "I see and the punishments got worse as you got older?"

Harry bit his lip and Severus gave his shoulder another reassuring squeeze, "Yeah they did, at first uncle Vernon would just smack me, but as I got older he'd use more force and hit me in more areas, usually it was around the back and stomach sometimes the arms. He tried to beat me where no one else would be able to see it and since I had to wear Dudley's old clothes that was basically everywhere."

Ms. Tinsdale put down her files and asked, "Harry would you like to stop?"

Harry shook his head, "No it's easier for me to keep going now that I've started."

Ms Tinsdale said, "very well, but if you wish to stop at any point please say so. Can you tell me how often were you beaten?"

Harry thought for a moment before answering, "It depends on what was going on, if I used magic it would be more often, or if I hadn't done chores correctly or finished them all on time then I'd be beaten more. The worst was if I happened to do better in school than Dudley, he was a bad student and if I did better than he did my aunt and uncle assumed I was 'showing off' because of course Dudley was bright young man who didn't excel because his teachers didn't understand his intelligence."

Ms. Tinsdale winced, "Did your aunt and uncle ever punish you for other things Dudley did wrong?"

Harry groaned, "Oh yeah all the time, Dudley and his 'friends' were bullies. They were constantly beating up the other students especially me, which is why I had no friends everyone was too scared to act nicely to me. Whenever Dudley got in trouble for his behavior at school my aunt and uncle would punish me for it because it was undoubtedly my freakishness that had caused it."

Severus pulled Harry into a hug, "Harry I am so sorry you had to grow up like that, I promise you those people will be punished for what they did and you will never have to go through anything like that ever again if I have anything to say about it."

Harry hugged his father back, "Thank you father."

Ms. Tinsdale cleared her throat, "Harry again if you want a break."

Harry held up his hand, "No, I want to keep going."

Ms. Tinsdale seemed reluctant to allow this, but she agreed, "If you're sure."

Harry noticed that she looked over to Severus when she said this; Severus looked at Harry and then nodded at Ms. Tinsdale. Ms. Tinsdale asked, "Now Harry after you started Hogwarts did things get better or worse?"

Harry shook his head, "Better? Oh no, things got a lot worse. My aunt and uncle told everybody I attended St, Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys so everyone who wasn't scared of me before was afterwards because they thought I was some kind of psychotic nut. After I got my letter my aunt and uncle did give me Dudley's second bedroom it's where he kept all his junk. I hadn't been allowed in it except to clean before that, but they only gave it to me because my first Hogwarts letter was addressed to, 'the cupboard' under the stairs' they were scared someone was watching the house and that they would be reported for having me live in a cupboard so they moved me upstairs. After my first year they started giving me more chores to do saying I needed to make up for the time I spent at school. On my 12th birthday I muttered a few nonsense words to scare Dudley and my aunt gave me a really long chore list and the only food was a lump of cheese and some bread."

Ms. Tinsdale spoke up again, "What about your aunt Harry?"

Harry shrugged, "What about her?"

Ms. Tinsdale elaborated,"Besides hitting you occasionally did she ever mistreat you in any other way?"

Harry nodded, "Yes she always called me a freak and said my parents were worthless drunks who got themselves killed and left their decent hard working relatives with such a terrible burden. She was always talking about how great Dudley was and how I could never be as good of a child as him and stuff like that. Things got a little better after my third year, I told them about my godfather Sirius Black and how he was a convicted murderer who escaped prison. I didn't tell them he was innocent. After that they didn't hit me as much, I still had chores to do, but at least it was better, once fifth year was over they found out Sirius was dead and uncle Vernon got fired he blamed me. Vernon beat me badly, he kept hitting and kicking me everywhere I tried to curl up and cover myself, but I couldn't protect myself completely. By the time he was done I could barely move. The room was spinning and I only just manage to write my father for help on the two way parchment he gave me before school let out."

Ms. Tinsdale swallowed, "All right Harry I have a few more questions for you did your uncle ever hit you with any other than his fists?"

Harry didn't even hesitate before answering, "Yes, he used his belt that day my father came to get me and sometimes he used it if he felt I'd done something really bad that deserved an 'extra' punishment. It didn't happen too often because he was afraid if I had a lot of scars people would start asking questions, but no one ever did."

Ms. Tinsdale sniffed, "Harry I am very sorry about what you had to go through, and I promise you that I will do everything within my power to see that they are punished for their actions. Now I am going to come back in another week or so to get some more details for your cousins' trial, as his will be the first one you will have to go through all right?"

Harry nodded, "All right, you don't want to do that now?"

Ms. Tinsdale shook her head, "No Harry I think you've had enough for today."

Severus squeezed Harry's hand, "Ms. Tinsdale is right Harry you need to pace yourself or it could make you worse."

Harry nodded, "All right I understand."

Severus gave a small smile, "Good."

Ms. Tinsdale shook both their hands and left, Severus made sure both Harry and Draco ate dinner and insisted Harry take a calming potion before he went to bed that night. Harry was relieved that Severus stayed in the room when he fell asleep, it made him feel better that after having to go through all that his father was going to stay with him to give him the comfort he so desperately needed right now.

a/n o.k that's all for now, sorry it took a while please review and tell me if you want Dudley to be tried as a child or an adult