Meanwhile at the Dursley's:

As the warming charm wore off Petunia and Vernon were staring at each other with fearful expressions. After several minutes Vernon became angry.

"Who the bloody hell do they think they are? This is my house! How dare they threaten us and perform their hocus-pocus on us!"

"V-Vernon. They'll be back. If w-we don't do what they d-demand…"

"There is no way that they'd be able to pull off being from children's services."

"I don't want to take that chance. We best do what they demand."

"We don't have that kind of money to spend on that…What will Marge think if we got all that stuff for that boy?"

"It doesn't matter! We deal with Marge or deal with being arrested. Which would you rather?"

The next day the Dursley's went shopping. They ordered a bed to be delivered. Vernon stopped at a thrift store and bought the bedding. After a few hours of arguing with Petunia, Vernon relented and bought new clothes for Harry.

The following morning Vernon got up extra early and took apart Dudley's bed and set it up in Harry's room. Petunia knew this would not satisfy Sirius and Severus, she still continued to make the bed and put away the clothes they bought for Harry. Not long after this had been done the new bed arrived and was set up in Dudley's room.

A few days before school started for Dudley, Vernon bought him a new video game player and lots of clothes to make up for all that had been spent on Harry.

Later that evening the Dursley's pulled into their driveway and before Vernon turned off the car, Dudley jumped out and quickly ran into the house. Seconds later Dudley came running back out of the house pale and frightened. Vernon confused watched his son dart into the road as a car approached. Vernon blinked and convinced himself that Dudley had made it across the street in time. It had appeared as though Dudley, in a matter of seconds went from in front of the car to behind it. Vernon knew that could not have happened.

Petunia had not seen what happened in the street. She had walked into the house carrying bags of clothes for Dudley. Petunia dropped the bags and froze in place. She realized that they had returned home while the house was being burglarized. There stood in the hall two men, one of them had a gun and pointed it at Petunia. Instinctively Petunia put her arms up in front of her face and screamed "NO!"

Vernon, while pulling Dudley behind him, quickly walked into the house. About five feet in front of his wife he saw two men flat on their backs and unconscious.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!" Bellowed Vernon.

Petunia did not move nor did she say anything. Vernon pulled Petunia and Dudley back out of the house. He proceeded to go next door to use a neighbors phone and called the police.

The police arrived and checked out the house. As the two men were gaining consciousness they were cuffed and hauled into the back of a police car. Another officer was speaking with Vernon. He told the office that when they arrived home and opened their door they saw the two men knocked out on the floor. The officer's left and the Dursley's went inside.

Vernon finished bringing in the items they had bought for Dudley.

"The world is going to the dogs! Burglars in the house, Dudley was nearly run over bay a car. The people didn't even stop. Luckily Petunia our Dudley made it across the street…"

"N-no I d-didn't. I w-was in the m-middle of the st-street. I s-saw the car in front of m-me and then I w-was behind the c-car."

"Impossible…"Vernon trailed off as he heard a knock on the door. He got up and answered the door.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Barked Vernon as he took in the person on the other side of the door. He knew the person had something to do with Harry as the woman was wearing what he would call not normal clothes.

"I will explain once inside."

"I will not let you inside my house! What ever you have to say you can say it now."

"Very well. Where is Harry Potter?"

"He is not here."

"What do you mean?"

"That little freak left a few days ago. Probably with that freak of a Godfather."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Odd. There are no other wizards or witches in this area. Who could have performed magic?" The Ministry official said softly, more to herself then to Vernon.

At the work 'magic' Vernon shuddered and his face turned deep purple. He was about to slam the door shut when Dudley appeared.

"I th-think I m-might have."

The Ministry official walked into the house past Vernon and Dudley and closed the door.

"That's not possible." Said the Ministry official.

"Of course it's not possible! Dudley your in shock and confused. Any one would be if they had narrowly escaped being hit bay a car."

The Ministry official ignored Vernon and looked at Dudley. "Why would you think you performed magic?"

Dudley explained what had happened about a half hour ago. Once Dudley finished talking Petunia added what had happened when she walked into the house.

"Those men were already unconscious when we got here!"

"No they weren't Vernon! They were right in front of me standing and alert."

Vernon went pale, then to pink to red to purple and back through the colors to his normal skin tone.

"How can this be possible? It's way to late for them to be showing magical capabilities. How can this be?" Mumbled the Ministry official.

Vernon looked as though he was about to explode like a volcano, but no words came to him.

"Wh-when I was a kid, m-my sister went to Hogwarts."

"Her name?"

"Lily Evans."

The Ministry official paled and stumbled back a step or two.

"I see. But still so late…undetected…how? I must speak with the Minister of Magic." The Official disapparated at that moment.

Vernon looked at Dudley and Petunia as though he had never seen them before. He paced the floor a good distance way from them, afraid that he'd be contaminated. This went on for a few hours.

All three Dursley's jumped when the Ministry official reappeared in the living room.

"What the bloody hell is gong on?" Demanded Vernon.

"Firs of all my name is Mafalda Hopkirk, I have permission from the Minister of Magic to perform a spell. This spell will reveal magical cores, regardless of the strength or weakness of the magic." Mafalda then waved her wand in the air and made slanted slicing movements.

After a few minutes to Mafalda's surprise she saw a shimmering green glow around Petunia and Dudley.

"It must have something to do with that freak…Snape…he did something…a blast of warm air…that's all it is…"

Mafalda chuckled and looked at Vernon. "It was only a warming charm. I must point out that you are not surrounded by a glow of any kind. As I said the spell will reveal magical cores."

Vernon instantly turned a deep shade of purple that it looked black. He looked at Petunia, "YOU! You've believed all this non-sense all along. Haven't you? You've been lying to me. Dudley is not my son. Is he? Who have you been with?"

"I've never been with anyone other than you. Dudley is our son."

"Bull-shit! There is no way that I'd have freak for a son. My blood is too good, too strong, too pure. My blood would squash any abnormality! You are not my wife and he is not my son. This is over! I am going to Marge's this weekend. When I get back both of you will be out of my house! I will not longer be tied to all this…this non-sense." Vernon stomped off up to his room, packed a bag and left.

Petunia was trembling and crying. Dudley was pale and clinging to his mother.

"Mum, am I…am I a f-freak?"

"No Duddy, you are not a freak, you are a wizard." Petunia then looked at Mafalda. "I don't understand."

"It seems that you and your son have been undetected until now. I am not sure how or why this is but it is. If you are okay with it, I'll be back to morrow and escort you and your son to Diagon Alley."

"M-mum is dad going to try and drown me like he tried to do with Harry?"

"He tried to drown Harry? When did this happen?" Growled Mafalda.

Petunia collapsed on the couch crying hysterically.

"Wh-when hasn't he?" Dudley murmured.

"What?" Exclaimed Mafalda. "Dudley, are you telling me that your father has tried to kill Harry?"

"Yes. Several times ma'am, he's tried to drown, starve and a couple of summers ago he nearly stabbed Harry. My dad has dropped Harry off in bad neighborhoods in the middle of the night and left him there to find his own way back. And…and he fed Harry…rat poison."

Petunia stopped crying and looked at Dudley horrified. "HE WHAT?" Shrieked Petunia and the whole house shook.

Mafalda looked at Petunia extremely angry and through clenched teeth bellowed, "WHY WASN'T THIS REPORTED?"

"I d-didn't know. I swear."

"Don't you yell at my mum!" Shouted Dudley, "She hasn't done anything wrong, she has been obedient."

Mafalda disapparated out of the house immediately and returned with Kingsley Shaklebolt a half hour later.

"This is Kingsley Shaklebolt. We will escort both of you to the Ministry of Magic. All will be explained and worked out."

"B-but how are we getting there?" Asked Petunia

"Not to worry. Just grab hold of my arm Mrs. Dursley. And if your son would grab hold of Kingsley's arm."

Petunia and Dudley looked at Mafalda with confused expressions.

"You and your son will be apparated, side-a-long. Just grab hold and hold on tight."

"M-mum?"

"Just do what she says, Duddy."

Petunia grabbed hold of Mafalda's arm. Dudley gripped Kingsley's arm. As the sensation of being squeezed into nothing, Petunia did not know how much longer she could hold on. Dudley felt as though death was coming. Suddenly the sensation stopped, breathing became easier. Before Petunia and Dudley could look around and try to grasp what had happened and where they were they vomited all over a squat woman wearing a lot of pink.

"Sorry about that Delores. First time apparating for these two, side-a-long of course."

"Why are they here? They look like Muggles."

"They are muggles, Delores. It would seem that the detection for new witches and wizards has not been reinforced in quite a while. We have brought an undetected Muggle-born witch and wizard"

"But both are beyond age! One much more than the other. How can you be so sure? What's the name of these two?"

"Dursley."

"Dursley? Isn't that Harry Potter's family?"

"Yes."

"Clearly there has been a mistake. Surely, it was just Potter showing off."

"No it wasn't. Harry Potter was not there, and he had not been there for a few days. Potter has been with his Godfather, Delores."

"Obviously they lied! They're just trying to protect him."

"No they have not lied. And they are not just protecting Harry. Mrs. Dursley and Dudley have magical cores."

"Don't you mean squibs?'

"No, I don't believe that they are. That is why they've been brought here. WE need to sort this out."

"Right now? It's the middle of the night."

"Cornelius requested that I bring them here. Besides there are a few things that need to be reported in regard to the abuse that Harry has endured over the years."

"I am sure he did not mean in the middle of the night."

"Cornelius made it crystal clear that I bring them immediately." Mafalda said as she cleaned up the vomit and walked around Delores. Kingsley followed with Petunia and Dudley.

"Ah Mafalda, Kingsley. Follow me."

Cornelius took the four of them to his office. The room was spacious and a bit bland. There was a large redwood desk; it was very clean and organized. File cabinets lined the wall on the left. On the right was a bulletin board with various posters, flyers and notes posted to it and next to the bulletin board was a redwood cabinet.

"Please sit." Said Cornelius. "I am sure you are wondering what is going on and are confused. I admit to have been confused. It was puzzling to me how both of you have gone so long without being detected. I have since found out that the enchantment to detect young witches and wizards is supposed to be strengthened and reinforced every fifty years. It has not been strengthened or reinforced in over two hundred years. So only extremely gifted and powerful young witches and wizards have been detected. Not to say that you and your son are weak in any way. With some training you and your son very well might tap into your magic. So Mrs. Dursley are you interested in learning magic? Would you be willing to learn? Would you be willing to let your son learn if he so desires to learn?"

"I s-suppose." Stuttered Petunia.

"Very well. Now Mrs. Dursley your schooling will be slightly different form Dudley's. You will be learning on a different scale, much more intense and more condensed. This school is for adult witches and wizards, there are not that many as of yet. Every one there has his or her own reason or story as to why they are there. Dudley will attend Hogwarts. The fact that Dudley will be starting at Hogwarts older then most, I would suggest that he be home schooled but since both of you will be learning it, it won't work. Any questions, concerns or anything to add?"

"M-my husband th-threw us out. W-we have no wh-where to go. W-we have no money t-to buy anything."

"Not to worry. The Ministry will pay for everything for a while. Temporarily you can stay at The Leaky Cauldron. Tomorrow Kingsley will escort you to Diagon Alley so you and Dudley can get what you'll need."

"Minister, the other matter I discussed with you earlier do you want to handle with that now or later?"

"Oh, yes now would be best. Thank you for reminding me Mafalda." He then turned to Petunia, "Before we start discussing the abuse allegations of Harry Potter, I would prefer that you and your son take Veritaserum."

"What is Veritaserum?" Asked Petunia.

"It's a potion that forces the drinker to tell the truth."

"I assure you that my son and I are telling you the truth. If this will help prove our case then very well, my son and I will take this Veritaserum."

The Minister dealt with Dudley first. He was disgusted with what he had heard. Fudge listened to Dudley for an hour as he accounted for all the times Vernon had tried to drown, stab and starve Harry, as well as the poisoning and dropping Harry off in bad neighborhoods and leaving him there to find his own way back to the house.

"N-no one did anything?"

"I w-was scared of my father, sir. I s-saw him hit my mum when she tried to sneak food to Harry."

Cornelius was pale and very shocked. He turned to look at Petunia, she was very pale, tears were streaming down her face, her eyes were huge and she was trembling. Mafalda crossed the room and gently placed her hand on Petunia's shoulder. Once Petunia had pulled herself together enough, Mafalda encouraged Petunia to drink her tea with the Veritaserum. Petunia drank her tea, wiped the tears from her eyes and made eye contact with Fudge.

"V-Vernon hit me several times through out the years. I can't tell the number of times, I do not remember but it was quite a bit. I just wanted to give my nephew, my sister's son, a little extra food."

"But that stopped. Didn't it? Things were worse than starving. Things progressed to get worse and you did nothing."

"I only knew about one occasion that Vernon tried to drown Harry, I don't remember what lead up to it not that it matters. I tried to stop it and ended up with a broken arm. Harry was only eight years old. I still kept trying to sneak food to Harry. I knew of the loose board under his bed and that he would store food. Weather it be from friends or sneaking down in the night at bringing food back up with him, I do not know. This went on for quite a while, and then I got scared. Really scared. One night I went into the room to check on Harry. He was asleep so I sat on the edge of the bed and just watched him for a while. It was too painful to see my nephew so thin. I got up and left the room. I went down stairs and into the kitchen to gather some food to take up to Harry. I had just reached the top of the stairs, I may have taken a step or two. Vernon was right there and I had never seen him so angry, he took a step toward me and pushed me so hard that I fell down the stairs backwards with all the food. I was more scared of my husband than anything. I thought...I hoped that Harry would be all right. With Harry being a wizard, he would be all right. The past two summers he has taken off. I thought Harry would have told someone and the result would have been that he would not have been sent back to us. That Harry would be with his Godfather or with friends. I know I should have done more. I was so scared and I didn't know what to do." Petunia then gave into the sobs she had been holding back.

Cornelius got out of his chair, walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a clear bottle with a cream colored liquid substance inside. Once back at his desk he conjured a goblet, poured some of the cream substance into it and handed it to Petunia.

"Here, drink this. It will help. It's just a calming tonic."

Petunia nodded and took the goblet with shaking hands. She drank the tonic and began to feel better.

"It's late and I am sure that both of you could do with a good nights sleep. We could have both of you set up at The Leaky Cauldron, as I said earlier, unless you would rather go home." Said Cornelius.

Petunia decided to stay at The Leaky Cauldron. She did not want to go to Privet Dr. not did she think that either one of them would sleep well in light of what they had went through.