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I'm updating just like I promised. Thanks for all of you who have been reading and reviewing. I wish you a Happy New Year/ Holidays. Be safe guys

Disclaimer: I don't think I left one for the last chapter, so this is for all the times I ever forgot I DO NOT OWN HP.

*~Petunia Pov~*

Just then the phone downstairs ringed, I hurried to go pick it up.

"Hello."

"May I speak to Mrs. Petunia Dursley?" The women asked.

"This is she," I said into the receiver

The women voice softened up, "Mrs. Dursley can you please report to Jameson Hospital at this time?"

I was startled, "What- excuse me but why?"

"Please Mrs. This isn't something I think should be said over the phone,"

"Please ma'am can you just tell me what is going on." I said.

"Mrs. Dursley, your husband's convertible was found at a street corner it was stirked by lighting."

I dropped the phone and it clattered to the ground. I couldn't believe it just a few hours ago we we're fussing over how to arrange the chairs for the party and now… this.

"Mrs. Dursley? Mrs. Dursley are you there?" The women voice was saying through the phone on the ground.

I heard her curse for self for being so stupid. I picked up the phone off the ground and said my voice shaking, "Is he- is he dead?" I asked quietly not sure if I was ready for the answer.

"I think I've said enough through the phone Mrs. Dursley if you could just come here to the hospital we'll discuss everything out."

I hanged up the phone and ran upstairs. Usually I make my way up and down the stairs gradually acting the way I though a lady should act. But today I found myself flying up the stairs skipping two steps at a time.

I thought about waking up Dudley but didn't. I pulled on one of my dresses sitting folded on the bed and threw it on. I grabbed a pair of keys off my bedside as I was heading downstairs. I made a turn and went into the room Dudley was occupying tonight and woke him up.

"Hurry you need to get to the hospital your father's car been struck by lightning." I whispered urgently in his ear.

I wasn't sure if he had heard me but I left any way. Luck was on my side today as every light was green and I made it to the hospital in records time.

"I'm looking for Vernon Dursley." I said to the nurse in the front office.

"Second floor room 115." She said.

When I reached the room a doctor was walking out.

"Is he okay?" I asked the doctor.

The aged man looked up at me, "excuse me Ms. But who might you be?"

"Petunia Dursley his wife."

"Oh good, well Mrs. Dursley I have to say the accident was severe the car burnt hardly recognizable. Your husband suffers from third degree burns but he is in stable condition and expected to make a complete recovery."

"Oh thank God." I said in relief.

"As for the other passenger Margery Dursley, I'm sorry to say did not survive the terrible accident." He said gently.

I was shocked, haven forgotten about Marge for a second, "Oh really." I said.

"Yes ma'ma she wasn't able to make it to the hospital in time but she did have a few things she wanted to say the thoughtful paramedics had taken the time to write her last words. For her family so they can forever treasure and remember her."

He handed me a plain white envelope and left. I took out the letter inside; it was written it was a neat scowl very obvious to see it was copied while a person was talking.

Normal. That's all they ever wanted for us, I wish I could see her one last time. I would smack her dead in her face for destroying my family's normality that my-

I didn't read any more and crumpled the paper up. I couldn't imagine what the paramedic writing this was thinking as he wrote this. What kind of creature chooses that for his last words?

The elevator door clanged open and Ginny, harry, Dudley and Cam stepped out. They saw me and made their way towards me.

"Mum is he okay?" Dudley ask running towards me

"He's fine second degree burns, I was just going to see him right now."

The doorknob was cold; I left my hand stay there for a second, do I really want to see him?

Without waiting for myself to answer I opened the door.

He looked the same just bandaged up a bit, his hands feet's and arm's. He was awake looking up at the ceiling.

He was surprised to see us there, "You came!" He said.

"Yes." I said shortly.

"Petunia I'm sorry," He said.

"Really?" I asked surprised a little bit of hope in my voice.

"Yes I am it's not your fault you were born in a freak family. We could go somewhere far away from them, like America."

"What." I asked in disbelief

"I've been thinking about it we could go to New York or even Florida its warm and beautiful there you'd love it and best of all the freaks can't possibly find us there."

"Did you hear anything I said back there?" I shouted.

"Of course I did I don't know what those freaks have done to you-"

"Stop," I said "just stop talking Vernon."

"You don't want to go with me?" He asked.

"No." I said it was true I realized I didn't want to go to America.

"Those 'freaks' that you talk of are my family, and if you can't accept that then I'm leaving Vernon." I said.

I waited, and waited and waited, but he said nothing.

"Your sister is dead." I said and walked out the room, out of the hallway and into the elevator.

No one said anything until we got outside.

"That was pretty cold." Harry said.

"He's a cold person he deserved it." Cam said.

She turned to a sulking looking Dudley, "You understand that don't you."

"Of course I do. I want nothing to do with him." He brightened up and they started laughing. They walked ahead I stayed behind reality striking me dead in my steps.

Only one person noticed and walked back.

"It's okay you did nothing wrong. You were so brave." Ginny said.

And then I cried all the way back home.

I did something I never thought I could before, I became a new person. And it all started at the mall.

I really hope you guys liked this I finally successfully and happily completed a story with the perfect ending. I'm going to continue revising my stories making them better. I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing this.

Thank you to

JK Rowling: For your great imagination that you have allowed us to manipulate

Special thanks to Cookie05

And to all those who had reviewed and alerted my story, thank all of you how kept on reading.

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