A/N hello everyone! I'm back from my break. I'm really sorry for not writing in awhile. I've been really busy and I haven't had time to write. But I've finally written it, so Enjoy!

The rest of the day was pretty much a drag: people coming in, getting it wrong, and leaving Harry's house a lot more depressed than when they came in.

Finally the second to last person was up, which was cool because Harry was completely out of ideas to torture people, which was good because Ron and Hermione were expecting him to run out of ideas a lot sooner. Apparently they had no idea how evil Harry really was.

"So," said Harry lazily. He had been there for hours, so he was pretty tired, "Pease tell me what the heck is wrong with these M&Ms."

Of course the random man just sits there for 20 minutes chewing M&Ms and by the time he was ready to answer, Harry was sleeping, Hermione was almost done with her book, and Ron had already eaten his way through all the M&Ms he could reach.

"Hem hem!" said the man, who was thoroughly annoyed that everyone was ignoring him.

"Huh, what?!" Harry said, seeing as he was in the middle of a very nice dream involving the most adorable puppies eating Umbridge, which was ruined by the wonderful impersonation of her made by the man.

Hearing Harry's confusion, Hermione brought her head out of her book to listen to the man, and Ron, well he just kept eating his M&Ms.

Now that the man, whose name was apparently Wendell something (no one had really paid enough attention to figure out his last name), had gotten everyone's attention, he was ready to tell exactly what was wrong with the M&Ms. So, of course, he goes into a long winded explanation about how the coco beans that made the M&Ms were grown in Africa where the car exhaust had to much pollution in it, or something like that.

Wendell went on and on like that for a while. Hermione seemed to be genuinely interested in what the man had to say, but Harry and Ron went back to what they were doing while the man was deciding what was wrong with the M&Ms: Harry fell asleep, and Ron moved so that he could reach more M&Ms.

Finally Wendell stopped talking. The abrupt silence woke Harry who just figured that whatever he had said was wrong and started deciding on his torture.

"Um," Harry started, "you have to spend the next two weeks in a deserted ski resort with a gay man."

"Oh my god! Is the gay guy Remus Lupin, I so LOVE him!" replied Wendell, which confused everyone but Harry, who was apparently used to this sort of thing.

"NO, it is NOT Remus Lupin, because he is not gay!" Harry started, "How many people do I have to tell!?"

Harry wasn't done there either:

"Look, I'll prove it to you!" he said as he started rummaging under his bed. After a little bit Harry pulled out a Lupin plush toy with a string sticking out it's back. Harry jerked the string out and as it slowly went back in it said, in an unusually loud voice, "I AM NOT GAY!!!"

"Wow," said Hermione, "does it say any thing else?"

"Actually, no." Harry replied, "But if you turn it inside out, it becomes a werewolf and it will howl if you pull the string."

"That is so cool," said Ron, "where did you get that!?"

"The internet"

With that final note, Wendell left the house on his way to the ski resort, and the last person walked in: Dudley Dursley.

"What the heck are you doing here Dudley!? Said Harry as soon as he saw his cousin waddle through the door.

"Do you even read your own story?" said Dudley, "I think we should flash back to the first chapter, shall we?"

FLASHBACK

He found them and flipped on the light in his bedroom (a/n lets just pretend his light switch is just above his bed). As soon as the light came one he was able to see the mountains of small colorful chocolates that filled his room. He recognized them immediately as Dudley's FAVORITE American snack: M&Ms. He picked up a few and stuck them in his mouth. They were pretty good, but they tasted funny.

END FLASHBACK

"Told you." Dudley said with a smug look on his face.

"Oh, shut up and tell us what's wrong with the M&Ms" Harry said, wanting to change the subject.

Dudley picked up a handful of M&Ms and began to chew. Not long after that he swallowed and slowly looked up at Harry with his answer.

"These are Skittles."

A/N Yay! Its finally done! By the way Arsenius Jigger is the guy from the first book who wrote a potions book. WynnFire and katiemarie x3 both get two cookies!! I will hand out the rest of the cookies below. To all of my reviewers:

Flutterby Princess: you've really helped me keep on track. If not for the times when you emailed me this wouldn't be done now. I promised to get this out by the end of Thanksgiving break and I did! My promise to you was the only thing that fueled me to keep writing until I got it done.

E Patronum: thank you for boosting my self-esteem. I felt really great after reading your review. How about I compromise and just give you an m&m cookie.

Kiwidynamite: you're right, some people are jerks, but check again, since you reviewed someone else reviewed who doesn't particularly like my story.

katiemarie x3: yay! It took ya a bit to get the right answer, but you got it! You get two of those big cookies that you can get at the bakery.

WynnFire: thank you for telling me about the anonymous reviews. It took me a while but I finally got that changed. YAY!!! You get two big bakery cookies too!! I'll even put flames on them with red icing!

Thank you every one that liked my story but didn't review. I got your good vibes anyway. To anyone that wants to hear what a jerk has to say about my story, just read the really long review. And for all of you out there that think like I do and want to tell MaskedMercy to shut the heck up, well I guess that's our problem, because as soon as I replied to their review (which was pretty nice compared to what they wrote) he/she disabled private messaging. So to MaskedMercy---you are such a coward.