Disclaimer: not mine, never will be.

After spending the day with the Weasley's and a day of lounging at the house, it was the day of the trial and Harry was a bundle of nerves.

"All raise," Fudge said as he entered. "Mr. Dursley, you are here on the charges of neglect and mistreatment of your nephew Harry Potter. Do you deny these charges?"

Vernon didn't answer and Fudge sighed before turning to Remus. " Mr. Lupin, our facts say you helped heal some of Mr. Potter's injuries. Can you give details of those

injuries?"

"Of course Minister. " Remus said, taking the veritaserum. " When Harry arrived, he had 3 broken ribs, a broken wrist, a punctured lung from the ribs, both of his ankles were

sprained, along with his jaw, and he had a concussion as well as many belt and fist marks along his body."

" Do you have evidence of these marks and injuries?"

" Healer Talison has documented the injuries and we took photos as well." Remus said handing the photos to the guard.

Fudge handed the photos to the jury as Remus took the antidote. " Mr. Potter, could you please tell us about your living conditions and how your relatives treated you."

"For as long as I can remember, the had me doing their chores, laundry, cooking, gardening, mowing the lawn, cleaning the house, painting, anything they could think of.

When they didn't have me doing chores, I was either in my cupboard or running from Dudley and his friends. I was their punching bag. If I didn't finish my chores or if I spoke, I would

get beaten." Harry said.

"What do you mean by cupboard, and what about eating?"

" They kept me in a cupboard under the stairs until I got my letter to Hogwarts, which they kept from me until Hagrid hand-delivered it. As for food, I got scraps, if there were

any, and a piece of bread once a week if I finished my chores."

"And if you didn't?"

" I'd go to my cupboard after the beating and just go without food for a few weeks."

" Mr. Dursley, do you deny what he said?" Fudge asked.

" Of course not, the Freak got what he deserved for not dieing with his parents. My only regret is I didn't kill him while I had him. " Vernon said, struggling against the spells.

" The jury would like to take an hour to decide. Take a lunch break and be back in an hour." Fudge said as he rose.

Since Sirius, Remus, and Harry were too nervous to eat, they just wondered around, stopping in to talk to Kingsley about some muggle type of fighting. After an hour, they

headed back down, wondering how it would go from there.

One of the jurors stood up and stated, " Mr. Dursley, you have been proven guilty against the charges of neglect and mistreatment of your nephew. The penalty for these

charges are: for the neglect 20 years in Azkaban and for mistreatment and abuse, another 25 years shall be added, in total, 45 years in Azkaban."

" Take him into the holding room, he'll be picked up by our top auror." Fudge said as he dismissed all.

Feeling extremely happy, they went to go talk to Arthur, and Harry went to the bathroom. He came out and stopped when he heard...

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