Here is the next chapter. Please read and review love Hermione xxx

Harry woke up in the morning at his own time which surprised him. He'd been very tired. He awoke and saw a piece of parchment on his bedside locker and opened it curiously when he'd put on his glasses. Inside a button fell out which he caught. The parchment read:

Dear Mr Potter,

I figured you would need time to read the book I gave you yesterday and so included with this letter is a button. When you tap on the button once with your finger some breakfast will appear for you in a tray on your bed. When you have your breakfast you should tap on the button twice and time will freeze long enough for you to be able to read the book in it's entirety and even have a nice long bath if it is your desire to do so. That book is impervious to fire and water so if you do decide to take a bath and bring the book with you it won't be damaged if it falls in the water. Remember what I said about you not getting in trouble for using wandless magic in your home. After today keep the button and tap on it three times if you wish to speak to me again and it will bring you to me.

Signed,

Your personal accounts Manager Griphook.

He smiled at that and tapped on the button once a full English breakfast arriving on a tray before him. He tapped twice as soon as it arrived to freeze time. Going down stairs he took the belt in the hall which had often been used to beat him and removed the frozen Vernon's jumper before whipping him with it. He really enjoyed himself actually as it felt good to give back to the son of a bitch who'd hurt him before just this once as he could. Actually Petunia was frozen with the frying pan over Vernon's plate preparing to pile it high with stuff and he took and ate three quarters of it smirking. Now there'd be hardly any for Vernon and he might know what it was like to starve. He returned to his room to finish eating his own breakfast. In reality he was far too full but had wanted to deprive Vernon of food and beat him which he'd been able to do.

He cracked the book open and began reading the first section which was about the decree for the restriction of underage magic. Then he moved onto the laws of their country. He then came across a section on etiquette and decided to take a bath while reading it. He got the bath ready and then emptied all of Dudley's bath bombs in the water turning it blue. He slipped into the hot water feeling all of his muscles relax especially the part of his back where he'd been beaten by a belt which Vernon had be wielding. He would always have mild back scarring from Vernon but now hopefully the same was true of Vernon. Two could play that game for sure. He read all about how to behave as a gentleman in their world and scoffed. So really you needed to address a woman as my lady before she would tell you how she would like you dress her. You would address a man by his given name if you knew it until he told you to do otherwise.

As for quills and parchment that made him laugh as they were truly archaic but he would resolve to use them if he had to. Actually he knew what he would use and it wouldn't be a quill as they knew it but it would be a fountain pen with a feather on the end of it. he would get some and train with using them. Who knows maybe he would even be accomplished at calligraphy by the end of it all. He learned of the fact that he would be the new Lord Potter if and when his father died and would receive his heirs ring at the age of thirteen. He read all about the Wizengamot and what his role there would be should he survive his father. Griphook had included a section on the Boy Who Lived explaining in fuller detail why he was famous and so on. He read all about Hogwarts, the four houses and indeed everything they represented. He had already decided that Slytherin sounded like the house for him. He had a lot of cunning and ambitions to be the biggest and smartest person Hogwarts had ever seen. As the day wore on he'd eventually read the book from cover to cover. He unfroze time and actually climbed back into his bed falling straight to sleep again.

Petunia jumped from her position as Vernon suddenly wailed loudly with tears in his eyes and then jumped at the small amount of breakfast she was putting on his plate. She could have sworn it was more but obviously not. "Vernon what the hell is wrong with you? Why are you shrieking?" she asked him as he turned to her looking very bitter indeed.

"It's my back. Please look at it I don't know what is wrong with it!" he demanded as she looked there and saw the massive belt welts and grimaced.

"Well Vernon you have belt welts on your back. It would be my guess that someone who is otherwise invisible was watching you and saw what you did to Harry and decided to do the same to you. I don't pretend to understand the people from that world and I never will but I would suggest that you do not repeat yourself where Harry is concerned because I am afraid if you do I won't be able to stop them doing more to you because they will render me powerless. Just please stop. As it were we don't have any ointment for that in the house. You'll have to get some later" she said as Vernon became afraid. If they'd seen that what else had they seen?

He left for work eventually and Petunia and Harry who was now once again awake went to get his uniform and some clothing. As he dressed up in the shops changing room and when she thoroughly saw the huge belt welts on his own back not nearly as small as Vernon's she almost vomited. It was nearly too much to see. She may have severely resented the whole reason why he was essentially dumped on them by his own family but she didn't want this. It was clear Vernon had done a lot more to the boy when she was not in the house. They bought the clothing and his books and left to go home. She collected Dudley and told Harry to go and read through his books in his room as he would begin school in the morning. She entered Dudley's room to speak with her son.

"Dudley I need to ask you something ok. Do you promise to tell me the truth?" she asked.

"Yes mummy I will tell you the truth I promise" he smiled up at her.

"What happens here when mummy is not in the house and has gone to work?" she asked as Dudley thought seriously for a moment.

"To who?" he asked as she blanched all of the colour draining from her face as she swayed back and forth a bit before sitting on his bed to steady herself.

"To Harry Dudley. Now look at me. I promise you, you will never get in trouble for what you tell me ok?" she asked as he was reassured things would be ok for now.

"I can't tell you mummy you don't understand" he said looking very afraid.

"Dudley please tell me and I'll try to understand" she said again. "Because I don't want to get the belt ok! You really don't understand. When Daddy asks Harry to do something and he doesn't do it right he gets the belt so many times and he begs him to stop and I can't get the belt too! Why can't he just punch Harry like me and my friends do when we chase him outside? Why does it have to be a belt?" he exclaimed before he burst into tears.

"Dudley Evan Dursley I assure you that this will never happen to you or to Harry ever again. I can tell you this much right now if you ever and I mean ever hurt Harry again your father will seem like a walk in the park in comparison to me. You are to never punch another child ever again. As of right now that belt is leaving this house and shall not return. You will tell me where he keeps every belt right now!" she thundered as he shrunk back in fear a little bit. Those Evans women could be scary if pushed. Why the hell did Vernon always have to make things harder then they needed to be? Yes Harry was a bloody nuisance but no one deserved that ever no matter who the hell they were.

"Yes mummy. He keeps one behind the front door on that shelf there and he keeps two in the cupboard in the kitchen beside the heater! I promise I won't hurt Harry again. Please don't hurt me" he said in fear that she might shout at him again.

"Dudley you have done the right thing today and you must know this. You must not harm or hurt anyone else and daddy will learn this lesson too. I am so sorry my darling boy that daddy taught you this. It would seem daddy is not above learning some lessons himself. You will not tell your father about this because I will do it for you. Now please play your games ok? Dinner in one hour popkin! I love you my sweet Dudley and I'll always love you so very much" she said smiling slightly and planting a kiss on his forehead as she left. She went downstairs and made some phone calls of importance which would hopefully deal with the situation in some fashion. That night when Vernon came home he went into the kitchen and sat at the dining table demanding for his dinner to be put on his plate shocked when out of the pot came three belts instead of his usual fare.

"Vernon would you be surprised to know that I know what you do with these when I am not in the house? Would it also surprise you to know that your own son is terrified of telling me he knows you use them in case you will use them on him? I am sorry Vernon but I cannot go on like this. Harry is a pain in the ass and does have my sisters eyes and yes I do seriously hate her but I hate this more. Vernon you have two choices as of right now" she said moving to a cupboard and taking a file out which she placed on the centre of the table.

"Choice one I put these belts in the bin, you apologise to Harry and we leave it there. Choice two is you refuse to do that and we get a divorce. Vernon I may hate Harry being here but I love my son more then life itself and I will divorce you even if it means Dudley is raised without a father because I will die before Dudley ever sees that ever again and fears for his life!" she said so coldly and coolly that Vernon shrunk right back in his seat. He was damned if he'd apologise to Harry and so chose or rather was forced to sign a divorce settlement by his irate wife who threatened to beat him with the belts until he did so. In the settlement she would get the house and Vernon would turn over his keys in a few weeks. He would have a few weeks to find himself a new place and would see Dudley on the weekends. Even Vernon himself was horrified to discover his own child was afraid of him yet still saw nothing overly wrong with how he had treated Harry.

"Petunia I still love you and I think I always will but I love my Dudley more and so I will do this for him. I will see him each and every weekend and I will of course pay for him all his young life. I am sorry for you though. I didn't want it to be this way but that FREAK pushed my damn buttons too many times. I should have known to say no when they brought him here that first time. I should have seen I wouldn't be able to take it back then but I couldn't!" he said finally a sob escaping his mouth. Petunia called up the stairs to Harry and Dudley.

"Come on boys we're going to MacDonald's tonight for a nice quick dinner as a treat!" she said as Dudley who was still terrified just smiled and quietly got into the car.

"Is there something the matter with Dudley?" Harry asked as soon as he was in the car.

"Vernon will be leaving us permanently in a few weeks. He will see Dudley every weekend but we are getting a divorce. I couldn't see Dudley being afraid of his own father and leave it at that. I do wish Vernon had been easier to deal with but he wasn't. I struggled so much to have Dudley. I wasn't well at the time and had already lost two other babies. Anyway things can only go up from here can't they?" she sniffled helping him into the car. When they returned home in the evening Vernon was already in the spare bedroom sleeping. He had moved his clothes and things in there. Harry was most shocked they were getting divorced as he never knew they were that unhappy in their relationship. Of course he also never knew Dudley was scared of his own father. He almost laughed at the notion of being scared of your own father but that's only because his father wasn't Vernon. Now James was a total fool but he'd never be so blatant and Harry could tell that from his memories of the man.

In the morning Harry got up and dressed in his new fitting uniform. He had his new book bag and books and was dropped off at the school after Dudley. He entered and found his new classroom.

"Everyone welcome our new student Harry Potter. He will be with us for the next three years until he decides how to further his education. Like you he also had a very high IQ. Please tell us all what you know now so I can know how to tailor make a course for you" his new teacher Miss Alder said.

"Well I am exceptionally gifted with mathematics, science and writing. I am also fluent in French having taunt myself the language from various library books as a child" he said as she smiled.

"Very good indeed. This is your classmate Hermione Granger. She too is gifted in the same areas as you as of course is Justin Finch-Fletchly here. We are what you would classify as a very small and unique class" she said with a knowing smile on her face. What did she know though?

As the classroom door closed on all three of them she smiled. "Ok well I think we all know why we're here. Yes you all have a very high IQ but you are all Wizards and Witches!" she said as Hermione and Justin gasped.

"I can't be a witch surely?" Hermione asked before Justin could.

"If you have ever made anything magically happen when you've been feeling quite emotional then I assure you that you are magical. I am magical myself. Now I have a special spell I can use with my wand which will tell me if you are magical or not. If you're truly not don't worry about it. If I tap you on the head with my wand and you turn blue all over for a moment it will mean you are magical!" she said doing just so as they all glowed blue. This school was a special school for magically gifted children who also happened to have an exceptionally high IQ. In this school they were prepared for Hogwarts and both children had read and memorised Harry's book from the bank. Their parents had been shocked at the news but delighted that these kids would all be together as they further their education in Hogwarts at age eleven. In a few weeks Vernon had left the house for good and moved into an apartment closer to his work. It was certainly different in Privet Drive after that.