Chapter 8

A week had passed since Ellouise's birthday and the school was buzzing. It was only a week until the other schools arrived for the tournament.

Every one was talking about it.

Classes were going smoothly except defence.

The teacher had showed them how to perform un forgivable charms which had put every one on there edge with moody. He was a good teacher thought it had to be said.

Potions was getting no better. It seemed Elle had rather lost her knack for the subject over the summer, but at least she was requesting her fathers request and giving Snape hell.

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"You've got a daughter!" said Sirius shocked.

"Yeah," admitted Mel confirming her confession,. "OI was lost, I needed comfort."

"SO DID I" yelled Sirius. "I can't believe you. Do you know how much you've hurt me?" said Sirius. "Do you even care?" he asked shaking his head and getting up.

"Of course, I do!" she said as he made his way towards the door. "Please Sirius don't leave, we need to talk," she begged him.

"No, what I need is some air."

Sirius didn't know how long ed he walked for. He ended up by the river Themes throwing pebbles in to the waters.

All he seemed to be able to see was couples in love or daddy's with there daughters, or mothers and daughters despite the time.

It was late at night by now and he could see every cloud in the sky. And all the stars.

He wished he had Elle and Harry with him. He missed them both like crazy. Thinking about it Mel's daughter was in his niece's year at Hogwarts.

Running his hands through his long hair he looked at his reflection.

He had to make something of himself. He wasn't a dad, successful business man or anything. Except a uncle and godfather.

He'd floo Mel tomorrow. It was time to start again and if Mel came with a daughter it'd just be something he'd have to get used too.

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"The potion required has to be brewed in the half moon period, so we'll have to take it then," said Hermione. "This is even harder than Polyjuice. I thought that was bad enough."

"But we're not up to that stage yet are we?" said Ellouise.

"Nope, it'll be twelve months at least. The theory is so difficult Elle," said Hermione.

"But you are still happy to go ahead with it," questioned Elle.

"Of course I am!" said Hermione.

"Good, I cant do this alone," said Elle sighing, she wished she could but as she was just a second year she couldn't and that counted doubly now Hermione knew what the marauder and a half was doing.

It was hailing outside. October had truly arrived. As they sat in the common room Elle was still determined ed tot become Animagus.

Just then the Portrait door opened.

"Hi Neville," said Elle as she saw him.

"Hey!" he smiled. "How'd you do on the latest Herbology assignment?" he asked remembering how he had helped her with it.

"Really well, I couldn't have done it with out your help, thank you." she said getting up and giving him a hug.

As Hermione sat in the chair she saw the look of bliss Neville had on his face as he embraced her. He ran his hand through her auburn hair and the thin second year stepped back. "You rule Neville." she said smiling.

"So do you. Any time Elle," he told her.

"I'll take that deal up," she smiled returning to her chair and sat back down. She watched his every step as he lift for his dorm room.

"He likes you!" declared Hermione as her friend blushed.

"No he doesn't!" Elle tried to laugh it off.

"You know he does," said Hermione very out of character but then the fun easing stop. Elle had tears in her eyes.

"Elle," asked Hermione. "What's up?"

"I don't know," said the youngest marauder. "I guess I'm just scared." she admitted.

"Scared of what?" asked a concerned Hermione. She looked at the young girl with curiosity. She wondered what had happened all of a sudden. Elle had been fine.

"I don't want to like him," Elle exclaimed. "But I do and I don't want Neville and me to end like Fred and me did." she said.

"Elle your acting way to old for you age." said Hermione. Boyfriends still hadn't come in to Hermione's life and yet Elle was two years younger and acted like a sixteen year old when it came to men.

"I know but-" she said sitting down. "I feel so panicky all the time." she said and ran through her hair with her hand the way Fred used to subconsciously trying to comfort her self. "I am so scared Hermione. I've had to build this whole new life for my self in one summer. I don't want to be hurt all over again."

"I know you don't," said Hermione putting a hand on Elle's shoulder and squeezing it tight.

"Do you know what is the worst thing," she asked looking up for her friend to respond. "I want to let Neville in to my life so much!"

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"Blue!"

"Pink!"

"Yellow!"

"Fine," said James.

"Really?" asked lily.

"Yeah," said James nodding. "Really, really!"

"You do realize you just let me win row?" said the mother to be as she ate chocolate.

"Yes I do," he said looking down on his wife's face as it lay in his lap. "I think we should paint the nursery yellow this time. I was so sure Harry was a boy and Elle was a girl. But this time I just don't know. Maybe yellow is the best!"

"It's exciting not knowing isn't it?" lily grinned.

"Yeah," said James biting his lip. "I can not wait. It'll be due…end of July? Crap!"

"Shh baby there won't be another prophecy." promised lily knowing what James was thinking.

"What if there is?" said the panicking father. What if history repeated its self….

"There wont be baby, ok?" said lily pressing her lips to her husbands. "I promise".

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"Are you sure you want me to do this?" said the grandfather as he ate dinner with his grandson.

"Never been so sure of anything in a long time. I don't want to go back to them. Ever." said Dudley.

"That a very big decision." said Marcus observing his second eldest grandchild. "But I respect you for it son. You're growing up."

"I've had to with all due respect." said the boy shrugging.

"Yes and if could have saved you from all this I swear I would have." said the regret filled old man.

"You weren't to know."

"No I wasn't. If only I'd taken Elle and Harry in myself." he mused. Things could have been so very different for his daughter's children. All three of them.

"Well you didn't," said Dudley.

"I know" said an agitated Marcus. "I received a letter from your mother today."

"What did she have to say for herself?" asked Dudley.

"She wants to fight me for you."

"Let the battle commence."

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