chapter12

And now…

Now they were on their way to New Zealand, because Vernon had found a job there that wanted a kind of person just like him, and there was no way the freaks would ever find them.

Petunia stuffed the final shirt in and stood up with her bag. Dudley bounced to the top of the stairs with his own last suitcase. He was eating an ice that Vernon had got him earlier that afternoon, bless him.

Petunia smoothed her Dudders's hair down and kissed his forehead. "Ready to go, sweetums?"

"Of course, Mum." Dudley spoke through his mouthful of food, but that was just his way. He had so much energy. "Let's go before the freak comes back!"

Petunia nodded. They had told Dudley that Harry could come back at any time, brought by other freaks, and that had calmed his tantrums about having to leave his friends and school and travel so far. Petunia was sure that Dudley would make plenty of friends in their new country. People were just drawn to him like a moth to a flame.

"Let's," she agreed, and walked down the stairs to where Vernon and the car were waiting without a look back.