Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling. I'm an as yet unpublished aspiring author with too much free time.

A/N: Another chapter. We're getting near the end. There are still a couple of chapters to go, though. Repeat: this is NOT the last chapter!

Christine was waiting for the limo. It was Sunday morning, and in a few hours, she would see her husband for the first time in two weeks, then meet for a discussion with the Dursley couple. She had more than a few things to say to them.

First, though, she had to say the hardest thing of all. Goodbye.

Christine knocked onto the door of what was, and would hopefully remain, Harry's room.

"Come in," said an unhappy voice.

Christine pushed open the door. Harry was sitting on the bed, looking down. Christine sat down beside him.

"You'll be welcome at my house whenever you want, Harry," said Christine.

"Thanks," said Harry.

"Here," she said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a piece of paper. She gave it to Harry. "That's my phone number and address. Write or call whenever you like."

"Thank you so much Christine," said Harry. He turned to face her, and Christine saw that he was crying. She pulled him into a hug.

"You are a wonderful person, Harry," said Christine, and then she couldn't talk, because she was crying too.

Just then, the limousine could be heard pulling up outside the house.

"It's time to go!" said one of the cameramen.

"Alright," said Christine, drying her face on her sleeve. "Just a moment."

"Goodbye, Christine," said Harry, hugging her again.

"Goodbye Harry. Don't forget to write," said Christine.

Then she left.

Christine had never been happier to see anyone in her entire life than when she saw David after two weeks at the Dursleys' house. She would never take her husband's help and love and kindness for granted, not after Vernon.

"I missed you, so, so much," she whispered in his ear.

"I missed you too," he said.

According to the rules of the show, Christine and David now had to talk to the Dursleys about their experience on the show. On their way to the conference room, Christine and David had their own little talk.

"Petunia's horrible!" said David. "She's backstabbing, fake, a terrible gossip, and during her week she basically let Jessica do anything she wanted! Is the rest of the family like that?"

"Yeah," said Christine. "Well, except for one of the boys, Harry. He's not actually the Dursleys' son, he's their nephew, and, well…"

"Well what?" said David.

Christine told him about what she'd seen at the Dursleys'.

"That's horrible!" said David.

"I know," said Christine, "I know."

They had reached the conference room. Christine and David sat down on one side of the little rectangular table and Vernon and Petunia sat on the other. There were cameras all around them. The tension and dislike in the air was palpable.

"So," said Christine, "I guess I'll start."

"Well?" said Vernon impatiently. "Get on with it!"

"Well, to start with… Harry."

"What about Harry?" asked Petunia indignantly?

"He's…" Christine struggled to find the right words. "He's treated entirely unfairly!"

"Excuse me?"

"There are two open bedrooms in your house, and he sleeps in a cupboard. Dudley eats four times as much as Harry does. And you have plenty of money, but Harry has to wear hand me downs that don't even come close to fitting him!"

"Now, you're exaggerating. Dudley needs…" Vernon started, but Christine cut him off.

"Don't you tell me what Dudley needs, Vernon! He did just fine without that second bedroom for a week, and he'd be fine without it the rest of the time!"

"But his things…" said Vernon, going red in the face.

"No! If he only took three things out of that room when Harry moved in, then…"

"WHAT?" shouted Petunia. "You took away my Dudley's second room to give to that… that…" She seemed at a loss for words.

"Quiet! Quiet, everyone!" said David. Christine wasn't surprised. He'd always been the peace-keeper. Truth be told, she was a little embarrassed for getting carried away like that, but she'd felt that she had to.

Petunia didn't seem to want to "be quiet," though.

"Well, that little girl of yours is abnormal! She spends all of her time making up stories… About witches and dragons and monsters! It's not natural!"

That was too much even for David, who was normally very patient.
"I happen to think that Jessica is a brilliant girl with a wonderful imagination!" he said angrily.

"Things like…witches…are not wonderful!" sneered Petunia.

"Is that what this is about?" said Christine. "Is Harry just too imaginative for you?"

"You will never understand our life! You will never understand who we are, so don't you dare judge us!" said Petunia.

"He's your sister's son! He's your family! How could you be so unfair to him?" said Christine.

"Being my sister's son doesn't make him family!" said Petunia.

"I can't… How…" Christine was at a loss for words.

"Come on," said David, guiding his wife out of her chair. "We're leaving."

As she walked out of the door, Christine turned around and caught one last glimpse of the couple who she hated.

And that was the last time she ever saw the Dursleys.

A/N: Well, I hope you like the chapter. I'm sorry that it was so short, but I had a set point where I needed this chapter to end, and there was only so much that I could put in before that point. Let me repeat one last time. This is NOT the last chapter! There's at least one more, and there may be up to three!

Thanks to everyone who reviewed!

american-born-confused-desi: Yeah, that was my favorite part of the chapter. The shopping part was hard to write, a little awkward, and required research, but the part with Dudley just…came. I just hate him so much!

sabrina: You're welcome! I also love hearing about Dudley getting trouble, but I don't think that it happens nearly often enough! That was actually one of the few ad-libbed parts of this entire story. I've had the whole story mapped out in my head since before I even started to set it to paper, but I didn't know that the part with Dudley was coming until I got there.

Insanitysplea: Thank you! Yes, it does mean that the story is finishing soon, but again, this isn't the last chapter.

Please review people! Reviews make me feel warm and fuzzy inside!