Chapter 10

As Harry entered his common room that night, be was greeted by loud applause.

"Hop did you do it with our getting a beard?" asked George. But Fred wasn't there which Harry thought to be strange. The twins were always together.

Through all the faces of joy he saw just one of upset. Elle's.

Battling through to his baby sister, he took her in his arms. She wasn't crying but she was angry.

"You prat," she whispered in his arms. "Your fourth year, there's no way you can do this!" she said.

"Elle, I didn't put my name in!" urged her elder brother, knowing if she didn't believe him no one would.

Looking in to his eyes, she knew he was telling the truth.

"Then who?" she asked.

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out." he said curiously.

Watching Elle sit down, he noticed for the first time whom she had been sitting with…Fred. But before he could ask why he was whisked off by Hermione.

"Thanks Fred," said Elle later that night to him as he embraced her. "You were a real rock tonight." she said to him, as he lingered his hold on her for the time she would allow him too.

"I said I'd always be here for you, and I meant it. I may not be with you any more, but that doesn't mean I'll ever stop caring," he said kissing one of her hands tenderly. "I'll never stop caring."

"I'm glad," she said. "Why didn't you tell me you kissed her at Christmas too," she asked suddenly. She had to know.

"Because I could shut my eyes, and imagine I was with you!" he said sighing. "I never wanted to hurt you."

Nodding she kissed his cheek.

"I know you didn't baby," she said. "Are you back with Angel-"

"No, never," he said.

"Then who?" she asked quietly.

"I don't need or have to be with someone." he said. "I'm just waiting for the love of my life to come around."

Nodding, knowing he was talking about her, she left for her dorm totally confused.

Dear diary,

Stress level: 10

Mood: 1

Feelings for Fred: too much

Feelings for Neville: quite a few

Worry for Harry: sky high

Summary: life sucks

Elle.

As Elle got to bed that night, she didn't know why, but she was officially drained. Her head ached and her eyes were sore with tiredness.

Putting on her eye phones, to see if music relaxed her she pout on beauty and the bests. Memories from her past year ran through her head, filled with the happy times she had shared with Fred.

She missed him.

Forgetting that, or at least trying to, her thoughts turned to the event that night.

At the beginning of the year she had been looking forward to the event of the Triwizard tournament, but now, it felt as if all the fun had been taken out of it. Replaced by worry

The stories he had come back with from this place when she had lived with her aunt and uncle as Pirvet drive had been scary enough but now…

Turning over she feel in to an uneasy sleep.

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Fred laid across form her room in his own thinking.

His body was alight with excitement. He had held her that night, he had held her tight. And though when she had talked of the other kiss, a look of pain had been in her eyes, she had called him baby, and what seemed to be given him forgiveness.

Was he getting he hopes too high too soon? He didn't know. All he was sure of was the love of his life was on speaking terms with him again, and it felt good.

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Hermione sat in her room, just as worried as Elle was for Harry. He was in trouble again. She wondered how his name had got in the cup; she believed he didn't put it in there, unlike dopey Ron.

What was he thinking? She got so frustrated with him sometimes.

Tired she rolled over and hoped Harry would survive this year; then again it wasn't like he was any stranger to life and death situations.

And stupid Elle!

She was heading for heart break again of she carried on with Fred as she had done that night. Hermione had seen Neville's face. He had been devastated when Elle hadn't run to him for help. But why did she even go to Fred. He wasn't big part of her any more…was he?

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What and he been thinking when he had thought she liked him?

Neville felt such a fool, but when he had held her in the common room a few weeks ago.

He didn't know, it had just felt right. He couldn't put it in to words. It just had,

Like for once, just being him was ok. His gran always had such high expectations, which didn't bother Elle in the slightest.

Hugging his knees to his chest, sitting on the window sell and looking at the moon, he begun to wonder if he'd ever fit in…any where.

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Ron was such a stupid git thought Harry that night as he lay in his own bed tossing and turning.

Who had out his name in? He just didn't know. He had already written to his mum and dad. They'd find out in the morning he was dreading there reaction.

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For a m n who had once thought he had no future at all, Sirius knew he had done well.

Looking around his room at the den, he just knew everything was going to fall in to place.

Thee velvet curtains that were open, for he hated the dark, not that he was afraid of it he just simply had a loathe deep in has chest for it

His life was so on track. He was back in to Auror training with James, just like they had said they would be at Hogwarts, and now that dream was a reality. When he had been in Azkaban he had almost lost all of his faith, but now, it had return to him

His best friend, his job, and now, to his utter joy, his girl.

Kissing her soft black hair Sirius felt as Mel lay next to him in bad.

They had just bought there life in the bedroom back to life and he found nothing had changed in that department; she was still a brilliant…..

Laughing silently to him self he wrapped his arms tight round his girl and fell in to dreams of heaven, which was actually, just his day to day life.

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She just couldn't understand it all. How could any one think a child of her son's age ewes better off with her grandmother then his own mother. It didn't make sense.

She knew what she had done to her young niece was wrong but that was sourly with knowledge of what had come to pass. If only she could go back to that day when she had let the husband persuade her and change what shehad said. If she could she would have ran out of him. She was young then, only just twenty six building a life for he self again would have been a struggle but not impossible. There were so many what if's in Petunias life now. And Vernon had been the one ho had put them all there.

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"Neville," said Elle. "Can talk to you please?" she said feeling guilty.

It was clear the next day that when she ha seen him that last night in the common room she had hurt him.

"What?" he said rather harshly.

"I just wanted to say sorry for last night," she said looking at the ground feeling like a small child caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"You did nothing wrong," he shrugged. "It's not like we're together," he said using all his confidences.

The words hit home hard and Elle felt in a word, bad. Sighing she nodded.

"Ok, yeah, right," she nodded and walked off.

Neville placed his head in his hand. Why did he feel like a jerk?

Thet Monday seemed to be the day from hell in the Elle's eyes, exhausted, and purely frustrated after the weekend, she couldn't find it in her heart to concentrate. Every thought lead her back to the tournament or the way she had let Fred hold on to her or the way Neville seemed to just plainly hated her.

Potions was just plain crap. She had screwed u , answered back and it looked like Tuesday night was going to spent in detention with her oh so not favorite potions master.

Walking up the corridor alone, thankfully as no one could see her, she tripped.

It was the last straw.

Sobbing she leant against the wall, not bothering to pick up the belonging that had flown out her bag she ran a hand through her hair. Why her? She thought.

Quite suddenly she felt as a man gathered her in his arms and begun to rock her gently. Figuring out who it was she clung to him.

"Daddy!" she said as she realized it was him, whom she had longed for.

Hugging her back the man rocked her kissing her red hair, wiping all the tears that feel from her hazel eyes.

The surroundings changed and she knew she was home

She smiled as she realized she was back in the old house, home in the warm. The peach walls and the pictures of her and her elder brother were so familiar, even after all the time she had been gone from the house. She remembered the soft velvet sofas and the cushions to match. Everything was so the same.

She watched as her brother walked through the door and tried to hug here but her father didn't let go.

"Son, your sisters had a bad day go and help your mother," he ordered the boy

Her brother left and they were them alone.

"I'm here princess, you've not got to go back there," he soothed her kissing her hair and securing his hold on her..

"Promise daddy." she begged him not wanting to be apart from him ever again.

"Would I lie to you?" he asked. But they had been the wrong words.

She was thrown back in to the deserted corridor left hurt and alone.

She looked around and sobbed harder than ever as she realized she hadn't been back to Pivret drive and Vernon hadn't held her.

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