A/N: Please review my story. The name does come from the line 'A rose by any other name would smell as sweet' which I think is from Romeo And Juliet. I've put chapter two up with this and hope that people like it.
Disclaimer: I own Snowball, Ollie, Joan, Charles, Edward, Elizabeth and Mary. Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling. Romeo And Juliet belongs to Shakespeare (though some people say that he didn't write them). Please do not sue me.
Chapter One: Letter Of Return
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
"Huh?"
"It's a saying, by Shakespeare."
"By who?"
"He's a muggle writer. He..."
"Calm down Lizzy. I do know who Shakespeare is. You are so easy to wind up." Charles said as he walked out of the kitchen.
Elizabeth supposed that her annoying and older brother was right. They were always playing these sorts of tricks on her. Sometimes it felt like Mary was the only one on her side. They were the only girls in the family minus their mother. Charles was the oldest. Then Edward. Then her and finally Mary. Their mother, Joan, had told her once that she had named them all after dead English monarchs. Elizabeth shared her name with the current Queen but was named after Elizabeth the First instead of the Second.
This was weird as they didn't even live in England but in Italy. Apparently they had lived in England when they had all been born but hadn't been back since. Elizabeth had been too young to remember it. She had been just a few days past one year old when they had moved. Charles should have been old enough to remember but he said that he didn't. He always said that. The exact same words. Like he had programed himself to do it. Suddenly she heard a loud screech come from the living room and recognised it as her bird Ollie. She ran through and saw a tall brown owl standing there with a letter tied to it's leg. The reason that Ollie had screamed was because the other owl had landed on top of his cage. Elizabeth took the letter and the owl flied out.
Dear Mrs Riddle.
We have decided, on behalf of the ministry of magic based in England to let you come home. If you do wish to return to England then you must send us a letter straight away. We will allow you to bring your children home as well. You will be reinstated in your old house and be given back your job. Your ban from entering this country has ended. You may return. Notify us if you wish to take this offer.
MR. K. Harrison.
Elizabeth stared at the letter, not moving, hardly breathing. What was this letter talking about. What did it mean when it said 'your ban from entering this country has ended'? As far as Elizabeth knew there was no ban. Joan had just decided to leave England. If they had been banned why? Why had they been banned but also why had she not been told. Was this why Charles never told them anything. What had happened? She heard someone coming down the stairs. She stuffed the letter into the envelope and went upstairs.
Joan Riddle looked up where her eldest daughter had just run to. If she didn't know better then she would have sworn that she had been crying. That didn't make any sense though. She looked down near Ollie's cage and saw a letter. She read it and her eyes opened wide. She grabbed two pieces of parchment and started writing letter. When she had finished she looked at both of them.
Dear MR. K. Harrison.
My family and I gladly accept your offer to return to England. We will return shortly.
Yours sincerely
Mrs. Joan Riddle.
The next letter was a bit less formal.
Dear Albus,
I hope that you will be pleased to know that I have been granted permission by the ministry of magic to come back home. This is the best news that I have had in the last fourteen years! I can't believe that I am allowed. This may be a lot to ask but would you be able to place Edward, Elizabeth and Mary in Hogwarts? I know that it is probably out of my place to ask you such a big favour but I do not know of any other school that may take them.
Me and my family will return to England within the next few days. Even if you do not accept them at Hogwarts then I am sure that they would be very honoured to meet you, especially Charles.
Joan Riddle
She attached the letter to the ministry to the family owl Snowball. The letter to Dumbledore went on the leg of Ollie, Elizabeth's Tuner bird. She hoped that it would manage to make it to England safely. It had never made the trip before. Feeling happier than she ever thought possible she called her children down.
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Dumbledore sat in his office having nothing to do but watch his phoenix. It had been a usual day which was quickly turning into night on him. He was just about to go to bed when he heard a cry from outside his window. He went to open it and lo and behold a Tuner bird flew in. It went straight past him and landed on the fire. It was holding a letter in it's claws which Dumbledore managed to rescue before it burnt up. He read it and almost yelled out. He couldn't believe it. He had been forbidden to even write to Joan and now the ministry had said that she could return. It was amazing. More than amazing, it was unbelievable. He was obviously going to let them go to Hogwarts, how that would be perceived though was another matter.
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"I don't want to go. I'm happy staying here in Italy."
"Then you're the only one." Edward said to her.
"I'm not going. I don't want to meet that creepy old man and I want Ollie back. He had no right to keep him. I want to stay in Italy. IT'S NOT FAIR!!" Elizabeth yelled at her mother.
"Now, I know that you like it here. You'll like it in England a lot better.
Elizabeth did want to go to England. It was where she was born and she didn't have any friends here. The only reason that she wanted to stay was because her mother still hadn't told them that they had been banned. Elizabeth hadn't told anyone that she had read the letter. She had decided to let her mother have a chance to come clean but she hadn't. Before she knew it, it was her turn to walk into the fireplace, say 'jen len mcven' and return all the way to England.
A/N: Please review!