The Emerald Trio

•grimmauld place•

Ella POV:

This was great. All our older siblings just dumped us at Harry's godfather's house. They said that we were too young to go with them. Like, then why did you even take us?? Anyways, I'm kinda liking it here, not sure about them two. They keep shuddering every time they see a cobweb, like its no big deal. Sam is better then Daniel though. Shudders a bit less.

There is an old house elf called Kreacher that lives there. He only respects us because we were in Slytherin, and because I had not told him that I was muggle-born. The old codger thinks that I'm a pure blood, thanks to Sam and her excellent skills.

Other than that, It's horrible here, I guess. I miss Hermione. Last time I saw her was the wedding, and that was almost 2 weeks ago. Why didn't they let us go?? Harry killed a BASILISK at my age, so why can't we go for a walk around muggle London???

As I sat down at the table for dinner, I just stared into space, ignoring the food in front of me. "Ells??" asked Sam. "Are you ok??" I still ignored her, even though it was rude. "Uh, Ella???" asked Dan, as he looked at me worriedly.

"I'm fine, just tired, I'm gonna go to sleep now, goodnight." I told them as I rushed of to the my sofa and blankets that lay in the living room. I bundled up into them, and fell into the delights of sleep.....

Sam POV:

I'm worried about Ella. She's been acting a bit off for the last few days. Maybe she's on her period or something??? I don't know. These thoughts swirl in my head as I slowly eat the stew that Kreacher made.

"Hey, Dan??" I ask. "Yeah?" he says lazily. "What's up with Ella???" he ponders for a moment, eats another mouthful, and says, "Maybe she's just missing Hermione??"

I mentally slap myself. How didn't I think of that?? Daniel laughed at my shocked expression, so I punched him. That felt good. He deserved it anyways. "Ugh, Dan??" I ask. "Yeah??" he says cheekily. "Do you have an escape plan? To leave here??"

"Can't say I have yet. You??" he asks me. He is so dumb. "If I did them I wouldn't have had to ask." I say. "How about we ask Ella??" he says. I don't even reply, as I run to the living room to go talk to Ella.

Dan POV:

Mmmmm, this stew is so good. Anyways, I'm bored. We all wanna leave, but I'm still taking the stew if we leave, it's heavenly. That's one thing to know about me. I LOVE food. It's the best thing in the WORLD. Regardless, I now have an escape plan. I hadn't finished it by the time Sam asked me.

Living in an orphanage most of my life, it was pretty easy to come up with escape plans whenever I needed to get away. But it took a lot of thinking, and with a brain like mine, that wasn't too hard.

What we need to do, is get rope, rags, pillows, and pillow cases. We're gonna go to a window, because we can't leave through the door, but anyways. We're gonna have our bags filled with food and clothes, along with Ella's random but useful collection of pocketknives. And then we are gonna make a rope out of old (hopefully not mouldy) pillowcases. We have rope, but thats really hard on the outside, so we are gonna wrap it in pillowcases. The pillows are gonna be on the ground outside.

There gonna be there cos we are gonna try and throw them down perfectly. And I said TRY. Right, now I'm gonna pack the stuf, cos we are gonna leave tomorrow.