A Hop Skip And A Jump Away

Dursley Testimony

"I hope we can clear this up quickly. I really must get back to the school and Harry needs to go home with his relatives to get reacquainted," Dumbledore said in his most grandfatherly voice. The low growl that came from Harry's fiances soothed him enough that he was able to control himself at the mention of being returned to the Dursley's care.

"I am not a pet, a weapon, or in any way yours," Harry told him, granite faced, completely forgetting the presence of everyone else but his fiances. "Try to force me back there and I will kill them. Then I will come after you."

"Insane old fool," Severus hissed under his breath, his fiances the only ones to hear him. He knew the proceedings were taking slightly longer than normal because the court scribe, Percy Weasley, and Madam Bones had to read through the file he had slipped each of them when handing over the Dursleys. A grim nod from Madam Bones told them she was done and not happy in the least.

"I move that the charges be read and that the use of Veritaserum be used," Voldemort grated out, glaring viciously at his former teacher. "We wouldn't want him to lie to us now would we?"

"If he does I bet Death will be perfectly willing to testify," Harry added with a snort of derision aimed at the man he once would have happily called grandfather. A low chuckle in his mind was a clear agreement from said entity. Harry mentally rolled his eyes at the particularly evil undertone and refocused on the proceedings.

"Why don't we first certify that they are who they appear to be?" Someone suggested tentatively. Apparently yesterday's show of both power and influence had scared some of the lords.

"Certainly," Fudge blustered, trying to get back in control of the situation he quickly called for a healer to examine them.

Twenty minutes later Dumbledore was certified as being himself and Vernon was certified as a paranoid muggle. Surprisingly Petunia and Dudley were certified as squibs before being given a blood test which identified the magical family. Harry was silently horrified to discover that he was actually related to the old man that had tortured him for so long while pretending to care about him. The hand's of his fiances on his arm and thigh respectively kept him grounded and allowed him to keep his stoic mask in place, giving away nothing. Dumbledore's genial smile never wavered.

Everyone was so used to his lemon drop habit that it took a new muggleborn Auror to stop him from eating one and taking them off of him. This sparked a round of tests for potions in his system. The look of pure disgust sent his way by the healer and at least half of the Wizengamott when the antidote to Veritaserum was found in his system did not bode well for the man.

"It will take at least an hour, possibly two to no longer be effective. I would recommend waiting two and half hours before administering the Veritaserum. Two and half hours in which he is not to consume anything," Severus drawled, looking at the results and putting his potions mastery to good use. He did his best to ignore the disappointed look from his former friend and employer. He couldn't do anything about the icy stab of guilt to his heart that usually accompanied such a look from the man.

"Is it safe to use Veritaserum on the Dursleys?" Harry asked, his voice slightly pained at needing to ask the question and the knowledge they held over him. He completely ignored the nasty glare that Petunia sent his way and the purpling of Vernon's complexion.

"Yes, the adult male needs a reduced dose to avoid causing cardiac arrest but it is safe," Severus answered, not even bothering to dignify them with using their names.

"You horrible boy! Your the reason that Lily is dead and my life went to hell, being forced to raise that demon spawn!" Petunia screeched suddenly. Severus flinched but didn't back down, choosing instead to sneer at her before retiring to his throne next to his fiances. Only Harry and Voldemort were able to detect the minute tremors in his hands as he sat down.