Chapter 16 – flight of the fat lady

The next week Elle, true to what she said on her birthday didn't take her rose necklace or her bracelet from the marauders off. Hagrid was becoming more and more upset over Malfoy and what he was saying about Buckbeak. Elle felt so bad for him. Hagrid was truly the big friendly giant if one had ever lived and didn't deserve this. She went to see him most days before dinner because until Sirius black was captured the pupils art Hogwarts had to be back in the castle by 6 o'clock.

That week was a very exciting one. The Quidditch season was about to be and Gryffindor would be in the very first game of that year. It would be held next Saturday. Harry showed Elle his father's trophy. Hearing stories about James and lily became one of Elle favourite hobbies. They seemed so cool. Her heart missed them both more with every tale.

"Our first match is against Slytherin." Said Harry on entering the common room one night.

"Good." Said Fred. "The hard competition over first." He said confidently.

"bloody big head," Ellouise mumbled to Emily.

"Wood wants us training all hours god sends" said Angelina in annoyance, they had homework and there social lives to see to as well. "My shoulders hurt. Do you want to give them a rub, Fred?"

The Weasley twins were to say the least not amused. George knew how much she had hurt his brother and thought Ellouise was a good match for Fred. Elle, thinking the girl was supposedly her friend laughed. She was sitting at the table doing her homework.

"Go on, Fred if a girls in pain, well only I thought saving damsels in distress was your favourite hobby." She teased before seductively chewing on the end of her quill.

"No just you honey. Come here" he said to Elle, "tonight I can be the damsel in distress after everything Wood is putting us through. You can rub my shoulders."

"Right" she said "sorry angel but its seems my poor baby is as tired as you are" she said sitting down on the couch next to George. He sat between her legs and she rubbed his shoulders tenderly.

Despite the fact she was meant to be rubbing his shoulders her lips still found his neck a couple of times. Angelina hated Elle. She done it to herself if only she hadn't………..but she had. And now he loved Elle.

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The next day to her delight she had a flying lesson. She loved the feeling of being on a broom and did well on one. In fact the day had been a good one for the middle of October. She was a brilliant flyer, and hoped to be on the team one day.

"How do you do it Elle?" asked Emily

"I don't know really, I'm just skilled" she joked.

Beth however did not laugh. It was so unfair she felt like she had nothing and Elle had it all. But she knew something was being kept from her. If only she knew what.

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It was Saturday and Elle was bored. Fred had gone in to Hogsmeade and had actually offered to smuggle her in but she'd said no. she didn't want to get in any trouble and plus she had an essay to finish. Emily was in Saturday detention with McGonagall and Beth had said something about going to the Quidditch pitch for a walk. Harry the poor thing to stay as her dad hadn't sighed Harry's permission slip but had gone off somewhere and she had no idea where. She was still only about two thirds through but it was getting on for six o'clock and dinner, for which she would be grateful.

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That night the house elves exceeded themselves. The food was the best Elle had ever had and she knew Dudley could have killed to be there. Every thing your heart could desire was there food wise. The decoration was beautiful and she was out standing at them. Sometimes at home she would have parties with the guys to mark the night. Generally it was where Dudley and piers picked out the scariest film they could find and scared the girls.

Something was up with Beth. She was really snapping at Emily so Emily and Elle sat with the Weasley twins.

They told them stories of previous pranks they had pulled off. One sounded practically nasty involving the Quidditch pitch, Mrs. Norris and a dungbomb. Elle had never laughed do hard! She was so happy when she was with them.

The feast finished with an entertainment from the ghost's which was very good. Nearly headless nick re enacted his own beheading and every one like that, though it was a bit gory at points.

As the feast ending Fred and Elle made there ways up to the Gryffindor common room. When they got to the corridor they found it packed with students from there own house.

"Why isn't anyone going in?" asked Ron.

The portrait was closed as Elle looked over the heads to the common room entrance and shrugged.

"Let me through pleased" said Percy. "What's the hold up here? You can't all of forgotten the password – excuse me, I'm head boy-" he said with authority in his voice.

Silence for some reason spread through the crowd and gasps also came from the front. Then Percy's sharp voice said, "someone go and get Professor Dumbledore. Quick."

Peoples heads turned; those at the back stood on there tip-toes too see what was going on.

"What's going on?" Elle heard Ginny's voice say from not too far away.

Next moment, Professor Dumbledore was there, sweeping towards the crowd; the Gryffindor's squeezed together to let him through and Elle moved closer to Harry to see what was going on.

"Oh my-" said Hermione grabbing Harry's arm.

The fat lady was not in her portrait. It looked like it had been slashed violently and parts of it lay all over the floor.

Elle watched the head Professor examining the damage as Snape, McGonagall and Lupin made there way through the crowds. By this time Elle had grabbed Harry's hand and he had taken this as a sign that the girl was afraid so he put his arm around her. Lupin smiled. Harry was there to look after his goddaughter tonight because like so many other times, he couldn't and god knows what had gone on in the castle.

"We have to find her," said the head Professor. "Professor McGonagall, please go to filch at once and tell him to search every painting in the castle for the fat lady."

"You'll be lucky," said peeves one of the school ghosts.

"What do you mean Peeves?" said Dumbledore seriously and peeves respect for him seem to begin to show.

"Ashamed. Your headship, sir. Doesn't want to be seen. She's a horrible mess. Saw her running through the landscape up on the fourth floor, sir, dodging between the trees. Crying something dreadful" he said happily before adding . "Poor thing."

"Did she say who did it?"

"Oh yes Professor Head," said Peeves. "He got very angry when she wouldn't let him in, you see. Nasty temper he's got that Sirius Black." He grinned.

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They had gone in to the deepest to have ago at him. Lily couldn't believe how stupid he had been

"I'm sorry ok?"

"No Sirius," she shouted. "It's not ok. We all want to be with the kids but you may have just jeopardized that!" she told him distressed. All she wanted was to be with her kids, the kids she had brought in to the world.

"Lily that man put m me in Azkaban. You didn't seriously expect me not to break sometime did you?"

"I actual thought you may have grown up since we've been away but obviously not!"

"It's kind of hard to grow up when you're stuck in jail!" he fumed back at her.

"That is enough" James put in. "we in the end have I goal to be with Elle, Harry and Remus. Now we need to figure out how the best way to do this is! And until that we have all ready agreed that we shouldn't be seen. If you think Hagrid won't be sent to search this forest tonight you are out of your mind! Co me on we need to transform we'll figure out what our next move is later!"

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Harry felt worried. If Sirius Black was still in the castle then the chances were he was looking for him. He might also be looking for Ellouise, he didn't know why he would care about her but he did, Harry just had a gut feeling.

Harry made sure that night Elle was by his side. She had wanted to sleep in a sleeping bag next to Fred but Harry put his foot down.

If Black got in to the hall she had to be somewhere he could protect her.

A/n: I used POA book as a guide line a few scenes in here. Just thought I'd mention it.

Dante Lewis: tension is going to just keep building form this point on. There's not going to be too much time for Elle to just relax. In the next chapter Quidditch starts and you'll see how that doesn't help things. Plus more hints of her true heritage are coming her way!

Fred and Elle are sweet. I love them together.

I'm glad to hear you enjoyed yourself. I've not done any gardening for ages.

The truth won't be coming out yet.

Happy Easter!