Three days later Harry and Ella were, if possible, more bored than they had been before. Ella's birthday had passed as unnoticed as Harry's, Harry was locked in his room almost 24/7 and Ella had apparently exhausted all of the entertainment in the area that was within five minutes away.

As Harry tried to sleep Ella played with shadows and a torch. Eventually Harry told her to stop it and managed to get to sleep.

He was later woken by Ella shaking his shoulder.

As I was dozing in the chair in Harry's room, I heard an engine. I wondered about who was driving at this time of night and looked out of the window. To see the Weasley brothers minus Percy in a flying car outside.

"What are you doing here?" I asked quietly.

"Getting Harry. He wasn't returning my letters so we decided to come and see him." Ron answered.

"How are you planning on getting him out?" I gestured at the bars.

Ron held up a rope.

"I'm presuming your parents don't know about this."

Ron looked uncomfortable "Will you wake him up?"

"Sure." I walked over to Harry's bed and shook him gently. He woke up and I pointed at the window. He saw Ron.

"What?"

"They're here to rescue you or something like that. Get your stuff."

He quickly grabbed his things. "If they can magic me out why can't you?"

"Because they aren't using magic, they're using a rope and a flying car. And I promised Dumbledore I wouldn't interfere. Hey you two." I looked at Fred and George "Can one of you help me get his trunk up the stairs?" I asked as Ron passed me the rope.

"The door's locked." Harry protested.

"So?" the twins and I asked.

"George, you go." Ron ordered as I finished tying the rope.

"Go." I told him. Fred revved the car and drove it away. The bars came off noisily. "Hurry." George quickly climbed through and joined me at the door. We went downstairs as Harry scrambled into the car.

As we passed Vernon and Petunia's room I quickly pulled out my gun and fired through the door a couple of times. "So they don't want to get out." I explained to George.

"Good idea."

A tense minute went by upstairs. Harry was expecting his aunt and uncle to come through any second. "Come on." Ella told George "Dodge that step, it creaks." They entered carrying Harry's trunk and broomstick. "Let's go."

Just then Vernon and Petunia entered the room. He instantly saw Harry in a flying car outside the window with some other people and she saw a girl in the room that looked like Petunia's brother in law, all dark colours.

"Go." Ella ordered, moving toward the window, George and the trunk were already in. Fred started driving while she jumped, catching the door and climbing onto the roof.

Later, after Ella had navigated her way into the car, Harry asked her a question.

"You helped them get me out, but you couldn't get me out yourself. Why?"

"Ahhh," Ella grimaced "I couldn't actively change anything; talk to you, steal food for you, watch over you, possibly expose me to your aunt and uncle if needs must to protect you, sure. Get you out, nope. Talk to your aunt and uncle and tell them that I've moved in to guard you, also a no."

"Fine."

"So, Harry turned up in the night, right?" Fred confirmed the story.

"Hello Mrs Weasley." Ella looked behind him. The rest of them turned to face their mother except Harry who was already facing that way. "Harry and I were only just able to get away and his owl was locked up…" she spread her hands helplessly.

"Ella Riddle?" the plump red headed woman asked.

"Yep. You've shrunk haven't you?"

"I think it's more likely you've grown Ella dear. But don't try and deceive me, flying car?"

"It might have been, yes. Hey, is my house still in one piece?" Ella glanced out of the window "It's been ages since I was last here."

"Eleven years ago dear. And yes, it's still there."

"I might take a look later," the woman decided "I'll let you get on with telling off various people." She walked over to the fireplace and sat down in one of the chairs.

Mrs Weasley told all of her children participant in the scheme to rescue Harry off and made Harry feel very welcome. Afterwards Ella gave him a choice; degnome the garden, which she didn't recommend, or visit her house.

"The one you share with Cassy?" he asked.

"No, the one I used to share with my parents. You want to see it?"

"Sure."

As we walked towards Ottery St Catchpole I thought about how the house had looked that night. Both Sophia and Luke had lain dead in their bed while I yelled at my uncle.

Harry gasped as the house came into view. I suppose to him the Slytherin motif on the side was possibly a bit much. I'd done that, two days? before the attack.

"Come on. The wards will recognise me." I hope. They've been dormant for eleven years.

"If there's wards how…"

"Did Voldemort get through? I don't know." Lie. But I'm not telling him the truth.

We walked into the house. The living room was just the same, my toys scattered over the floor, the place where my snake had lived clear in the corner. The kitchen…I'd spent two days in there after the attack, it was the messiest it had ever been. We went upstairs. My room was almost bare, only the furniture remained.

"This was yours?" Harry looked at the room.

"Yeah, this one was mine." I reflected back on that night.

I couldn't sleep so I crept downstairs and talked with my snake. I was therefore awake when the doorbell rang. Frowning, who would be here now? I walked to the door and opened it. A strange green glow lit up my face. Looking up I saw the Dark Mark, looking slightly down from there I saw the face of Lord Voldemort.

"Hello." I smiled "What are you doing here?"

He raised his wand "There's no need to pretend any more, I must know where your cousin is."

I turned and ran up the stairs. "Mum! Dad!"

Laughing he followed me. "You can't escape Ella."

"Yes I can. I always win." I muttered to myself. The door to my parents' room banged open as I rushed in. "Mum!"

Before she could do anything Voldemort killed her.

"Sophia!" Luke woke up.

"Mum!" I glared at him "How could you do that?"

"Very easily. So tell me where your cousin is."

"What do you want with Harry?"

He turned to my father "Luke, I'm sure you can be reasonable, unlike your daughter. Tell me where your brother and nephew are."

"No, I won't betray James or Lily." Luke was firm.

"Crucio." Voldemort pointed his wand at Luke.

"Dad!" I yelled as he screamed. "Stop, please!" I grabbed his arm.

He shook me off "Where is Harry?"

"I can't tell you." I sobbed "Stop hurting him."

"Why can't you tell?"

"The Fi..Fide I can't say it. Only someone else can tell."

"Who? Tell me before your father goes insane."

I sighed, tears choking my throat "Sirius. It's Sirius. Now stop!"

"Avada Kedavra!" green light lit up the room. Luke slumped.

"Dad!" I yelled again "You killed them both." I sobbed.

"Thank you Ella." Voldemort smiled, then pointed his wand at me.

I glared at him again "I can beat you. I always win."

"That was in practise, this is real. Avada Kedavra."

I ducked at the last second "I always win."

"Maybe I'll let you live for now. Until either I or James become your legal guardian."

"I'll never choose you."

"Then I'll kill you when I kill your cousin." He walked out of the room.

"I'll kill you." I promised him.

"No you won't, you're a child." He left the house.

"Ella," Harry touched me "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I shook myself "Just remembering." I walked out into the corridor. "You stay here, I want to be by myself for this bit."

My parents' room was the same as they'd left it, the covers pulled back from when they'd removed Sophia's body, the bedside table knocked when Luke had died.

"I'll get him." I promised myself "I'll get him for what he did."

On the way back from the house Ella was quiet. Harry wasn't sure what she'd been thinking of in her room but it hadn't been something she'd liked. When they reached the Weasley's house, just in time for degnoming the garden, she was her normal self; annoying.

She received her own Hogwarts letter when the others did, only hers contained

"Why is Harry no longer at Privet Drive?"

She immediately sent a reply saying

"Ron Weasley kidnapped him. We're in Ottery St Catchpole."

"So what books do you need?" she looked over Harry's shoulder "Gilderory Lockhart? Who's that?"

"You don't know?" Mrs Weasley asked "He's written loads of books."

"I can tell. Half the booklist's written by him."

"He's a celebrity." George told her.

"Mum fancies him." Fred added.

"I do not." She went pink.

"I'm sure you don't." Ella assured her.

"And what exactly were you doing in Knockturn Alley?" Ella demanded as she, discreetly, dragged him out.

"I didn't mean to." He protested.

Ella sighed "Just try to stay out of trouble will you?"

"Of course. Would I do anything else?"

"Yes. Where first?" she asked the rest of the group as they approached.

"Well…" The discussion went on a minute then it was decided that they should meet up in Florish and Blotts in an hour.

Ella spent the entire time trailing Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Sorry it ends a bit suddenly but my inspiration for the story vanished halfway through the last scene. Also beacause of this problem furthur updates may take longer/be non-existent.