A/N :~: Hey Guys, sorry I haven't updated lately, I have been SOOOO busy with Exams and then I went on tour wih my band and then went to France with my parents. I've just been so busy, and hopefully no one has gone bored of waiting and gone off the story! :)

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"Hermione," Wyatt said softly. Hermione was standing at the cot in the nursery of the Manor, when Elena spent the first months of her life. She reached down and picked up the blanket Piper had given them when Elena was born. The blue triquetra faced upwards. She brought the blanket to her body and held it close. Wyatt came up behind her and gently touched her arm.

"Hermione, I think you should come downstairs," he said. Hermione shrugged him off.

"I don't want to," she whispered.

"Hermione," Wyatt said pained.

"I don't want to!" she shouted, walking away form Wyatt to the other side of the room. She let out a soft cry. Wyatt couldn't hold it in any longer, he stepped forward, grabed hermione's arms and spun her round, hugging her tight to his chest. "I just want her back," she wept. Wyatt kissed her forehead, stroked her hair, and just held her close.

"We will get her back," he repeated over and over again in her ear. "I promise."

"Hermione, Wyatt?" Harry said at the door way, not wanting to intrude on the couple's private moment. Wyatt turned to lok at Harry, and he was taken aback. Harry had only ever seen him at school, but he couldn't help but noticing the helpless look in his eyes. He needed to get his daughter back. "We know who has Elena." Hermione let out a soft sob, on Wyatt's shoulder. Harry had never seen her like this before. Totally and completely alone, utterly isolated from the rest of the world, as if she was moving in slow motion. Harry could relate to her, he had felt the exact same way when Sirius had died. He walked over, and carefully touched Hermione's back.

"We almost have her, Mione," Harry said. "We need your help to scry for Voldemort."

Hermione held up her head, wiped the tears from her eyes and walked to the crystal and map. She picked up the crystal and began to hold it over the map.

"Wyatt," Piper said. "If it doesn' work, we are going to find her, I can promised you that."

Wyatt nodded and began to spin the crystal. Hermione touched his hand thinking maybe her magic and his would boost the signal. She couldn't help but let her spirit rise, she knew their chances were slim, but she couldn't help hoping.

"Hey!" Wyatt shouted, firing up an energry ball. "Get away from my baby!"

The energy ball sent the tall masked man flying against the wall of the cave. Wyatt heard his baby cry, he turned around and saw her being hauled into the hands of the tall thin man with the face of a snake. Wyatt raised his hands ready with another energy ball, before he realised that if he missed the snake man, he could hit Elena. He wouldn't risk hurting her… he could orb infront of the nsake man, or he could call Hermione so she could use accio on her… then it dawned on him…

"ELENA!" he shouted his arms held open, there was a small tinkle and then baby appeared in his arms. She giggled softly. She clutched her small fingers to his shirt tightly, but before he could smile at the baby himself, she disapeared back into the hands of the serpent thing. Wyatt stopped breathing for a moment, he sank to the floor and put his head in his hands. He thought things over in his head for a moment… it was hopeless.

"Wyatt…" Piper said softly, when she appeared and sat down next to him.

"I've failed, Mom," he whispered. "I cant even save my own family, what am I supposed to do with the world when I cant even protect my six month old baby?"

"You didn't fail," Piper said. "Wyatt, look at me," she said touching her sons face and making him look at her. "Look at me. You did not fail. Sometimes you don't get what you want all the time… sometimes you have to try even harder, even you think you're trying as hard as you can. I know you Wyatt Mattew Halliwell, if you want something, you get it… no matter the cost."

"I don't think we can beat this, Mom," Wyatt said. He looked so desperate. "I don't think I can beat this. I want her back, but I don't think I can do it."

"Come on, Wyatt, lets go home, we can prepare some more and then get another try," she said, taking his hand and he orbed home. Hermione rushed to him, she held him in her arms and kissed his hair.

"It's OK, Wyatt," she said. "It's OK, I know you tried your best."

"It's not OK!" he said, standing up. "It's not OK; I meant to be Wyatt Halliwell! I meant to be the King of all magic, wielder of Excalibur! And I can't even find my own daughter!" He couldn't hold it in any longer. "Its just one little man! I have faced worse things before I ws five! I faced the Source of all Evil! I have killed hundreds of demons before I was even born!" He pushed the pictures from the table in fustration. Hermione jumped, hard, she hadn't seen him so angry before. She stood up and walked over to him, she took his hands.

"Wyatt, Voldemort isnt a demon, or a Warlock, or even the Source of all Evil," she said. "Voldemort is smart, he thinks things through, and he obviously knew you were going to use your powers to get Elena back, so he blocked your powers."

"So what you saying is," Mel piped up from the corner. "we have to get Elena back as if we're mortals?"

"That is how we get Elena back, and if that doesn't work… we're going to need Harry," Hermione's eyes flicked to Harry who sat in the corner, his eyes met hers and he nodded. He couldn't say no to her face. She was no longer, Hermione Jean Granger, book-worm, geek, best friend, she was Hermione Jean Granger, mother, family-woman, sister, her eyes seemed to look past him, as if she couldn't focus on anything. She wanted her baby back, no matter the cost. She was a mother, Wyatt was a father, they wanted their child back, they just wanted her and nothing else, if they got her and lost everything else, they wouldn't care.

"Voldemort killed my parents, let me help you kill him," Harry said, standing up and walking over to the two of them. "I've never met Elena but I want to get her back too. I know how much you want her back, and I can assure you, that I want her back half as much as you do, and that's still a lot. I

love you Hermione, you're my best friend, you're almost my sister, I would do anything for you."

"Thank you, Harry," Wyatt said. Hermione gave him a watery smile. "I know what we're going to do." Wyatt murmured.

Hermione looked at him, her eyes full of helpless hope. The two just looked at each other, as if they were in a world where nne of this had ever happened. Wyatt felt nothing but love when he looked at Hermione, his Hermione, the love of his life, the mother of his daughter. He just wanted his family whole and together again.

"Harry," he said still looking at Hermione. "You are going to contact Voldemort and challege him to a duel. If Elena is so important to him, he'll take her with him, and we'll swipe her from him when his back is turned or in the middle of Priory Incatatam. Sometime when something else has got him mind, we will take her from him."

"But what about if he anticipates this and doesn't take her with him?" Harry asked.

"Well, we'll have some one at his lair, watching what he does with her. Preferably, either Chris or Mel, because we can keep in contact with out being in the same place as each other."

"I'll do it!" Mel exclaimed. "God how I miss stakeouts!"

"No way!" Piper replied.

"But mom! I have to help! This is Elena; she is my baby neice! I want her back too, I want to help; I have to!" Melinda complained.

"Fine, but you and Chris must share shifts," she comprimised

"fine!" she sighed angrilly. "But before we start I have to talk to Damien, he may be able to help us, he knows the underworld like the back of his hand."

"Should I be worried about a demon working with us to get my daughter back?" Wyatt asked.

"Erm, Wyatt," Hermione said, quietly. "Damien is my half brother."

"Oh yeah, its so weird to think you have a demon for a brother, anyway, we need to develop this plan. Shall we go to the Attic." The family followed him to the Attic, after he got out the dry-wipe board.

"OK, we'll have two teams, the above ground team and the under ground team. The above ground team will be, Harry, me, and mom. The under ground team will be Hermione, Melinda/Chris, and Damien. Dad will wait at home, just in case something happens here, he' just call for me or Chris, and we'll come."

"Right…" said Piper. "Our strongest potions are cooking downstairs in the kitchen, they'll be done in about 10 minutes, I have made the one we used on the source, the one to vanquish Cole, and the one to vanquish Billie and Christy, if we ever needed it."

"Thanks mom," Wyatt smiled.

So ten minutes later, Piper, Wyatt and Chris were bottling the potions, they had about 4 bottles of every potion for each 'team'. Piper had warned them that each bottle would last for approximately 30 minutes. Wyatt and Hermione had a quiet moment together and then they joined the rest of the team and then orbed into position.

"Don't worry Harry, we'll be just round this corner, remember if you need any help at all, just say: Elena's twice the wizard you'll ever be! OK?" Piper said, then noticing Hermione's and Melinda's expressions, added: "Yeah yeah, lets see you come up with something better!"

"Hows about he just shouts: 'NOW!' really loud and clear, besides, I have complete faith he wont need much help, just a stunning potion, maybe," Melinda replied, winking at him.

"Steady on, girl," Hermione said. "His girlfriend is one of my best friends."

"Anyway, you did contact him right?" Piper said. Harry nodded, he was feeling slightly sick, but he'd already told hermione he'd do it and he couldn't let her down now, when she was this close to getting her baby back. Hermione held his hand breifly, acknowledging what he was doing for her, then all three women hid behind the corner.

"Ahhh, Harry," said a voice with a slight hiss in. "How are you my old friend?"

"I'm not your friend," Harry said, his voice steady. "You know what I'm after."

"Yes I do, and I must say, Harry, I'm very disapointed in you," he said. "Must you always do your friends favours, I mean, when was the last favour they did you? There is Ron Weasley, you are constantly helping him out of situations, and Hermione Granger, that stuck up Mudblood, left you for a teacher! She wouldn't let you copy her work when you were failing, not even her notes. Don't you think that's a tad selfish?"

"I do do my friends favours, and they do me even more in return. The situations you are refering to with Ron, I have nearly always led him into them, and Hermione didn't leave me for a teacher, she didn't even leave me. Hermione will always be there for me when I need her, she is not stuck up, she had put her life on the line for me many a time… like that time you stuck the dementors on me and Sirius at the lake… she was there the whole time. My friends have never ever not done what I have asked them too, even when I ask too much of them."

"What a touching speech," Voldemort said with a sneer. "Too bad no one is around to document it, almost like no one is around to find the cause of death, because I know a spell that can cause a heart attack, like that"—he snapped his fingers—"and then no one will know that I killed you."

"Fine, since I'm about to die then… where is Elena?"

"Funny, how you would give your life for a child you have never met? That would make you very brave… or very stupid. This child is nothing to you, you do not know and it does not know you, what is the point of saving a child that means nothing to you? Join me Harry, she will need a loving parent, and you know how my anger gets to me sometimes, I might just take it out on the baby…" with a wave of his wand, Elena appeared, floating in mid-air, wrapped tightly in a blanket. Harry heard a slight intake of breath somewhere to his right. Don't do anything Hermione, I promise I'll get her back for you. He thought, then he remembered that Mel was a phscic! He completely forgot he could send her messages.

Mel? I'm going to try Priory Incantatem now, OK? Get to the other side of Voldemort and give me a sign that your there…

Harry pulled out his wand. He raised it infront of his face.

"Honestly Harry, you think you can stop me? I know every move your going to make. At least try to be orginal for once…" and then Harry saw it, the sign, the single flower on the floor that hadnt been there a minute ago.

"If I'm not original… you wont have any trouble then will you?"

"Do you have a death wish… because the Mudblood decided you were too imature, she had to go for older men… little boy Harry just wasn't enough to satisfy her needs? Fine… as you wish…" Voldemort raised his wand. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

At the same time, Harry had shouted: "Expeliarmus!"

The two wands connected with that bright gold string, and out of Voldemorts wand climbed Lily and James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin, among others. Harry was focused on the area to the right of Voldemort.

"Your doing the right thing Harry," Lily whispered in his ear. "Don't forget why your doing this."

"I knew you just had to help Hermione, you've been in love with her since you first met her," Sirius teased. Harry smiled slightly, a sweat forming on his brow.

"Keep it going, just a little longer, son!" James murmured.

"Don't give up Harry!" Remus replied. "You have to keep going, you have to save Elena and look after Teddy."

Hermione grabbed hold of her baby, casting a muffilato spell on the bundle before she could make a sound, then threw the stunning potion at Voldemorts feet.

"Go Harry!" four voices shouted together. "Go back to your families, we wont be far!" So Harry broke the connections, saw Remus, Sirius, James and Lily fade away and caught hold of Melinda's arm as they orbed back home.

Wyatt was sitting in the arm chair with a bundle in his arms, when he saw Hermione with the same bundle in her arms, he stood up and walked over to them.

"What the...?" he murmured.

"There are two Elena's?" Hermione said.

"No… there is one Elena and the other is something else…" Wyatt said. "If she's even real."