"Harry..wake up." Draco shook him lightly. Harry cracked an eye to his lover and groaned.

"I dun wannaaa!" He whined softly, cuddling closer.

"I know, honey, but..you have court today." Draco said softly. Harry looked into his eyes.

"Now I really don't want to." Harry said, rolling over.

"Harry..if the Weasley's didn't have a big shot at winning there wouldn't be a case at all." Draco said. Harry nodded.

"I..I know..." Harry said.

"They got permission for me to be in the room when everything happens..so I'll be there with you the whole time." Draco said softly.

"A-alright.." Harry said, rolling back over, snuggling against Draco.

"You ok?" Draco asked.

"Yeah." Harry said in a cute voice. He yawned and closed his eyes.

"Harry?" Draco said softly.

"Hm..?" Harry asked.

"You still have to get up."

Draco walked down the stares with a funny mark on his face. He sat down at the table and looked at Mrs. Weasley.

"Draco..what did he hit you with?" She asked, trying not to laugh.

"A pillow." He said.

"And it left a mark like that?" She raised her eyebrows.

"I think his journal was in it." He said.

"Ah." She said. Hermione giggled.

Harry walked into the kitchen tentatively. Mrs. Weasley looked at him sympathetically.

"Come on, sweety, you've got to eat something before we go." She said, pushing some toast in his face.

He ate it slowly, staring at the clock. He looked down at his belly.

"How are we going to hide this?" He asked softly.

"We're not." Mrs. Weasley said.

"But.." He looked at her, his expression full of confusion.

"Dumbledore called in a special favor. We're going to a muggle court room, but everyone in there is well aware of Magic. Squibs, Wizards, and parents of Muggle-borns." Molly smiled at him softly. "Did you know your doctor was a squib?"

"The one I used to see all the time?" Harry looked at her with wide eyes.

"The very same. He'll be testifying." She smiled. Harry put his head down on the table.

"I don't feel good..." He said. Molly kissed his head softly and placed a small glass in front of him.

"Take this, dear. It's a calming drought." She said sweetly.

"Alright.." He said quietly, sipping it. The effect was instantaneous. "Thanks.."

"Of course." She said, rubbing his back gently. Draco held Harry's hand under the table.

"When do we go?" Harry asked.

"Right now." Mrs. Weasley said softly.

Harry stood up slowly and Draco walked behind him. They walked out to the car and sat in the spacious bakseat. Arthur was driving, and Molly sat in the passengers seat. It was a short drive, and everyone remained silent.

They pulled up to the court house and the four of them walked inside. Harry and Draco found themselves being seperated as Harry sat with Molly and Arthur. The Dursley's presented their case first.

A tall man with a mustache stood before them all and spoke in a loud, clear voice.

"Vernon and Petunia Dursley were surprised to find one night that Petunia's sister, Lily, had been killed, leaving their poor little nephew completely orphaned. They took him in out of the goodness of their hearts, raised him like their own son, and, when the time came for him to attend Hogwarts, they were distraught and the thought of him being gone so long. So they hid it from him. Upon going to Hogwarts, their nephew was brainwashed, and turned gay. Now he believe's he wants to live with Aurthur and Molly who have allowed to him to have sex and become impregnated." He said, looking around.

He nodded to Aurthur and Molly's Lawyer, and then took a seat. The Weasley's Lawyer stood.

"The Dursley's didn't want Harry from the start. They feared him, were aggrivated by him, and abused him. They wouldn't allow him to go to Hogwarts for fear that their fowl treatment toward him would be launched back upon themselves tenfold. Harry ran away from their loveless home and found comfort in Molly and Arthurs home. And then this past summer he fell in love with another male, not because he was brainwashed, but because he truely felt a deep connection with this other boy. Harry is terrifyed to move back in with the Dursleys."

He sat back down and smiled gently at Harry, who was hiding his face behind Molly's back. He didn't want to be here, doing this. They started pulling witnesses onto the stand, some of them in favor of the Dursleys, some in favor of the Weasleys. Then Harry's Doctor was called to the stand.

"Did you ever find any significant evidence of any kind of abuse on Harry?"

"Yes, I did."

"Could you specify?"

"Well, I found bruising and cuts upon his body, that suggested physical abuse, and he was increadably thin and sickly looking all the time, suggesting malnourishment, and he was always nervous, I remember once he puked on himself for how badly he was shaking, this suggested mental and emotional abuse. And then there was the undeniable evidence of sexual abuse."

"Sexual abuse?"

"He came in once for a check-up, and the underwear he was wearing was red on the bottom. I asked his permission to check it and found scarring and stretch marks along his anus, a sign of unwanted anal sex."

"I see. And who did you believe to be responsible for this?"

"Vernon Dursley."

"Did these signs persist for an extended period of time?"

"Yes."

"How long?"

"Five years."

"When was the last time you saw this?"

"About halfway through this past summer."

"No further questions." His face was stoney and sat down.

Molly was looking at Harry as though she was in shock. Harry stared straight at the floor. The Dursley's Lawyer stood.

"You suspected Vernon of this abuse?"

"Yes."

"Then why not report him?"

"Harry would never tell me who did it."

"So you had no proof that it was Vernon."

"No."

"Is it possible that someone else was doing it?"

"Yes, I suppose that is always a possibility."

"No furthur questions."

He sat next to the Dursleys looking triumphant. The Weasley's Lawyer stood.

"We would like to call another witness to the stand."

The judge looked at him.

"Harry Potter."