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Gabrielle Delacour

It was a beautiful sunny day and Harry had finished his fifth year at Hogwarts a week ago. He was doing chores inside his relatives' house while the Dursleys took Dudley and his best friend out for the day to celebrate 'passing' their fifth year at Smeltings. It was an hour after lunch when a knock at the door was heard, forcing Harry to put the mop down (as he was mopping the kitchen floor).

'Maybe my relatives came back earlier than anticipated,' thought Harry in confusion. 'They always find some kind of loophole to 'keep me in line,' as they always put it.'

He walked over to the door and looked through the peephole. Upon spotting a girl with long platinum-blonde hair and blue eyes, Harry opened the door and realized it was Fleur's sister, Gabrielle. She was about a year younger than him, and a few inches shorter than Fleur. Behind Gabrielle (or Gabby for short) was a tall man with blonde hair turning gray, obviously her father. He was also wearing a lawyer's suit, making Harry guess that the Delacour patriarch had a career in law enforcement. Harry and Gabby had been keeping in touch as much as they could by writing letters to each other, ever since he saved her from the depths of the Black Lake during the second task of the Triwizard Tournament.

"It's great to see you, Gabby!" said Harry in excitement, as they gave each other hugs.

"It's great to see you too, Harry." Gabby replied, equally excited. "I'm sorry I didn't respond to your last letter. Papa told me he had to come to the ministry here before going to visit Bill and Fleur at their house. He even told them what he had in mind to get you away from here, so Bill and Fleur are waiting at the west end of the street, with Amelia and Tonks."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Monsieur Potter!" The Delacour patriarch introduced himself to Harry, as they began shaking hands. "I'm Anthony Delacour."

"Nice to meet you too, sir." Harry politely replied.

"Your relatives won't be getting out of this anymore, Harry," assured Gabby. "Cause papa works for the french ministry."

"How soon until your relatives return?" Anthony asked Harry.

"Sometime before dinner is when they're due back here," Harry informed Anthony. "That'll give us plenty of time to get ready."

Harry showed Gabby and her father inside the house. As Harry walked upstairs to his room, Gabby whispered to her father about an idea she had to throw the Dursleys in for a loop. Anthony nodded his head in approval and once his youngest daughter walked up the stairs, he walked over to the back door and whipped his wand out to non-verbally cast the disillusionment charm on himself and wait. Gabby spotted an open bedroom door that had a cat flap next to it and slowly walked over to peek in. She spotted Harry packing his stuff inside the small bedroom, with remnants of bars over the window.

'How can anybody keep Harry locked up like a prisoner?!' thought Gabby in shock and anger. 'No sane person would ever do something like this!! I know from the way Harry wrote in his letters about his life outside of Hogwarts he hated being here, but this I didn't expect! If Harry has been enduring this kind of treatment for the longest time, why didn't anybody ever get him out of here?'

"Up until I started getting my Hogwarts Acceptance letters, I had to sleep in the cupboard under the stairs," said Harry sadly, when he saw the look on her face. "They never gave me this room out of kindness, the Dursleys were sucking up to me to avoid getting in trouble. This used to be Dudley's second bedroom, where he'd keep his extra toys in."

"What about those bars over the window?" asked Gabby, her throat constricting with emotion.

"Uncle Vernon had those installed a few years ago in retaliation for his dinner and deal with a rich builder getting ruined by a house elf," said Harry. "But he blamed me anyway, as did the ministry. If Ron, Fred and George didn't come to rescue me, I would've died of starvation and dehydration."

Immediately, Gabby wrapped her arms around Harry and gave him a great, big hug. Harry began hugging her back as a feeling of warmth flowed through them before going back to packing. Gabby helped Harry in getting Harry's stuff ready to get it done quicker. A crunch of gravel was heard out on the driveway, forcing Harry and Gabby into tiptoeing their way back downstairs to the living room. Moments later, the sound of the front door opening was heard and then the door to the living room opened up to reveal Uncle Vernon (with Aunt Petunia and Cousin Dudley following behind). The Dursley patriarch turned purple in the face with anger to see that Harry had a visitor.

"Boy?!" growled Uncle Vernon. "What have I told you about not doing your chores and having visitors here??"

"You didn't!" Harry reminded his uncle with a sneer. "You never said anything about having visitors here. All those times you 'warned' me to behave, you and Aunt Petunia always looked and found a loophole just to punish me unjustly while allowing the real culprits, mainly Dudley and his gang, to get away with their actions and allowing them to look for loopholes when it came to beating me up. So for once, I actually found a loophole and used that to have a visitor here."

"Exactly!" Gabby sneered at Vernon. "You can't use loopholes and expect Harry to obey or even respect you."

"I will not be spoken to like that!!" Vernon growled.

"You should've thought about that before you and Aunt Petunia decided to beat me, starve me, work me like a slave, and even locked me in a cupboard and in the smallest bedroom," Harry retorted. "And at the same time, you should've punished your son instead of favouring him by allowing him to rule the house and do whatever he pleases. You even allowed that sister of yours to have Ripper terrorize me. If you remember at Dudley's tenth birthday party, you all didn't care that I accidentally stepped on Ripper's paws and that he chased me out into the backyard and up a tree, and none of called the dog off. Instead you all just laughed at my misfortune like it was the funniest thing ever. You never would have cared if Ripper managed to maul me to death, so that makes you, Aunt Petunia and Aunt Marge guilty of indirect attempted murder."

"And I have zero respect for anybody who thinks treating Harry the way you all did is normal," snapped Gabby. "Only sick-minded people such as yourselves will think so."

"I'm not a sick-minded person!" growled Vernon as he stomped toward Gabby.

"And there's more," said Gabby with delight. "Your father and grandfather were wizards and could perform magic, but your mother and grandmother were squibs."

To Vernon, that was the final straw. He stomped closer to Gabby to attack her, but Harry jumped in front of her to help defend her. Just then, Vernon felt his feet getting pulled out from under him and caused him to fall onto his rear end. Then he spotted Anthony appearing out of nowhere it seemed, much to Petunia and Dudley's shock. Vernon lost his mind and started speaking gibberish in delirium. That was when not only Bill and Fleur entered the house, but Amelia and Tonks followed behind (with six more aurors). Petunia and Dudley found themselves placed in handcuffs to be taken into ministry custody while Vernon (who was also placed in handcuffs) was taken to the mental ward of St. Mungo's hospital. Harry and Gabby returned to Harry's room to get the rest of his stuff packed. When they came back downstairs, Harry and Gabby found Amelia, Tonks and the other aurors investigating the house while Anthony, Fleur and Bill were waiting by the front door.

"We'll be taking you to our house Shell Cottage, Harry," Bill informed Harry, with Fleur nodding her head to confirm it. "It's out in the country, where you can go outside and look at the stars when it's night time."

"Maman would do that with me and Fleur when we were younger," Gabby told Harry. "You might find that very beneficial."

Harry and Gabby followed Bill, Fleur and Anthony outside and over to an abandoned alley to call for the Knight Bus to take them to Shell Cottage, while the ministry continued to investigate the Dursleys' house for more clues as to how bad their abusive treatment towards Harry was. Now that Harry was free from the Dursleys' wrath for good, he could start living life the way he wanted to for the longest time, with the right people. Things were finally looking up for him.

The End!

Author's note 1: I'd like to give a shoutout to the user 'busrider' for suggesting that Gabby tell Vernon about his paternal side of the family being wizards and his maternal side of the family being squibs; and that Vernon try to attack Gabby in retaliation, only to get taken down after losing mind.

Author's note 2: Another one-shot finished. Which girl should Harry be paired with in the next one-shot? Please let me know in a review or a PM, happy reading!