Chapter 20

Elle woke the next day expecting lucky to be at her feet purring for her to get up and feed her. She expected to find her self to see her 4 poster bed when she opened her eyes too but she didn't. In fact it was a shock when she found her self in her old room.

She looked at the clock and it was seven thirty. That meant there was three and a half hours until the funeral. She could here the soft sound of someone downstairs. The kettle was boiling. She wasn't going back to sleep so she thought she might as well go and join them.

To her shock it was Dudley.

"Since when did you even know the hour of seven o'clock existed?" she asked him putting a tea bag in a mug for her self.

"I didn't," he smiled cheekily at her. "Just couldn't sleep this morning you know with everything going on today." He said sadly.

"Yeah, me neither." He said. "It'll be ok. He was loved and respected by every one. We'll get a good turn out." She assured him.

"I hope so."

"Of course he will. He's granddad it'll be ok I promise you," she told him as if there granddad had been magic.

"I'm so glad your going to be here with me today," he admitted.

"Honey, you're my brother and today you need me and I need you. We'll bury our granddad and we'll do it together." She said confidently.

"It's scary just how much you've changed over the past months; you have never called me honey before."

"That would Fred's influence on me," she admitted. She hadn't even thought about it.

He did though. Looking at her she had grown in to a whole new person in the past few months.

"Yeah we need to talk about this Fred; Harry is so bad at the protective big brother thing," he joked with her.

"Come on then give me the Dudley Dursley guide to love," she said knowing it was coming.

"Makes sure he uses a con-," he laughed.

"No way you did not just say that, oh hi morning daddy," she said going red as there father entered.

"How long were you standing there dad?" Dudley asked dreading the answer.

"Long enough, son," he said laughing at how red both of his kids were. That was what he had missed when Ellouise had been away, moments like these.

"I'm out," she said picking up her cup of tea and going up stairs to do her hair. Her looks mattered today of all days especially.

She wore a small black skirt suit. It was black and underneath her jacket she put on her little white blouse. She also of course wore her charm bracelet and rose pendent.

At half ten the family congregated in the living room and she found that mornings incident was still playing on Dudley's mind he could not look their dad in the eye.

"you look beautiful princess," Vernon told her and she fell in to his arms for a hug. She didn't know why but she just needed a hug. She wanted her Freddie. She laughed. Freddie, what a doughnut! His name was Fred. But by tonight they would be reunited. Reunited with the one who loved her!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and the cars had arrived, so all in black suits, ties and hats the Dursley's went outside. Every one in the street stopped as a sign of respect.

Elle saw her granddads coffin in the Hurst and for the first time it truly hit her like a sack of potatoes. Albert Dursley was never ever going to see her again. He was gone. Forever. And he was not coming beck.

She felt a sob choke up in her throat and she let it out as quietly as she could but Dudley must have heard because he put his arms round her waist and held on to her tight.

In the car she sat by the window and on her other side Dudley. He held her hand all the way and was glad she was there.

The church service went well and just as Elle had predicted they had a wonderful turn out. Some people had to stand up at the back but they still came and paid there last respects to what every one said was a great man.

Her dad made a speech and it moved al most everyone to tears. She was in floods by the end of the service and after the burial a lot of people stood around the grave yard talking for a while telling Elle grandmother what a great man her husband was.

"Mum, I'm just going to walk around the graveyard and clear my head before going back to the house ok?"

"Sure, darling take all the time you need ok?" petunia said compassionately.

"Thanks."

So Elle did just that. She walked about the grave yard and soon found her self in an especially depressing bit. The babies who had died at a young age.

She looked across all the names.

Hannah, Jake, Sam, Michael, Vanessa, Christina. One minute.

Elle looked closer at the grave of the baby Vanessa. Her last name was Dursley and she shared a birthday with Elle.

You're always in our hearts so we are never truly apart. You're our one precious little girl. Love always, Mummy, Daddy and Dudley

None of this made sense, had she had a twin at birth? No, because it said our one precious little girl.

Or was this the true daughter of Petunia and Vernon Dursley. Was she a Potter? And was she some kind of lame replacement.

She went back to her dad immediately but when she got there he was crying for his dad. She lost all bottle. She said nothing.

For the rest of the dad Dudley realised how very distance his sister was, he assumed she was just over whelmed by her grief for there grandfather.

As she looked on the mantel piece she saw a picture of her dad and Dudley both with there hands on a very pregnant belly which belonged to Petunia. She couldn't be sure she was in there any more; in fact she thought it more likely be Vanessa.

He sat with her all day just hugging her and she looked so grateful as her dad came to her and said.

"Princess its time to go back to school" She seemed to want to get out again.

"Don't go!"" said Dudley but the words hit deaf ears. She needed her Freddie she needed him.

"I have too," she said.

"When will you be home next? Easter."

"Maybe, I don't know. I'll see how my studies are going."

So she hugged and kissed everyone and then she and Vernon went back in to London and back to kings cross.

She gave him and hug and then once and willing left the muggle world for her true home.

The train ride went well but she didn't sleep at all. As she pulled in to Hogsmeade station it moved on for midnight and she knew only two people would come to pick her up and luckily it was the preferred of the two. So she tried to act interested as Hagrid told her what had gone on that day. She was comforted by the giant. He was a true friend after all.

Ass she went in to her common room after saying by to the giant she expected it to be empty but instead she realised just how blessed she was.

Hermione, Ron, Harry, Emily, Ginny and Fred had waited for her to return. Lucky purred at her heels wanting and hug so she picked the big kitten up and hugged fred on there normal spot on the sofa.

"Here," said Harry passing her some butterbeer.

"Where'd you get this from?"

"That would be telling,"

"Elle what's up?" asked Harry knowing something was definitely wrong with his baby cousin.

She told them everything that had gone on that day with the baby Vanessa. Every one was pretty much shocked in to silence just like she had been. She fiddled with the label on her bottle to keep the silence being un-bearable.

"It looks like I've got a sister," said Harry.

"Yeah, it does," she said. "I know I should have asked to day but I lost my bottle and I just felt sick. It's good to be home," she said hugging Fred.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just glad your home," Harry said without hesitation.

"Yeah I am," she said and fell asleep in fred's arms. As Ginny went to bed that night she throw a blanket over the both and took there butter beer bottles but didn't disturb them and Elle and Fred both agreed the next day that was the best nights sleep they'd ever had!

A/n: done!

Drunkenbundie: you never know what the future holds! I can't see her with Ron but any things possible! Thanks for reviewing.