"Leaving aside for the present how eating beans out of a tin is not the punishment you think it is – I know because sometimes beans were all Ron and Hermione and I ate on the Hunt, most nights..." Ginny gazed up at him. ".... I understand how you feel." He kissed her, chastely. "And I'm touched how much you care, truly. But while you are right that it would be for the best if I never saw the Dursleys again.... there are some things that were left unsaid, even back last July. I'd like to have my piece with them before going our separate ways."