"I don't care who's a werewolf and who's a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too." What if Angela did turn out to be a witch? Silly oneshot. Harry Potter elements.

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"Angela? What-? How did you do that?" I asked her, shocked.

We had been walking around Port Angeles when a car appeared quite out of nowhere and nearly ran a small boy over. That's when it happened, Angela quickly pulled out a long stick and muttered what sounded like "protego" under her breath.

I had, of course, read about witches and wizards but . . . Angela wasn't . . . she couldn't be a . . . right?

"Um, I think we should go back to my place," Angela said quickly as she hid what I assumed was her wand.

She rushed to her car nearby and we both slipped in. I turned to the scene of the would-be accident and saw that a large crowd had gathered. They were all probably thinking the same thing I was, that boy would have been crushed. Angela apparently didn't want to draw attention to herself.

I didn't say anything because I'm sure she knew I was waiting for some sort of explanation.

She sighed and I could have sworn I heard her say "I hope the Ministry doesn't bust me." Then she turned to me and began. "I suppose you're wondering what happened back there?"

I nodded, but still said nothing.

"Right. Well, this is going to sound crazy, I know, but I'm done trying to hide it from you. Bella, I'm a witch."

I stared at her. This wasn't happening. I mean, what are the odds? Edward is a vampire, Jacob is a werewolf, and Angela is a witch? No way, this was too weird. It had to be a joke.

"Bella? Say something, will you? You probably think I'm crazy," she shook her head.

"This isn't a joke, is it?" I finally asked.

She sighed again. "No, it isn't."

"Does anyone else know?" I wondered if Edward knew, maybe he had heard her thoughts. But if he knew, he would have mentioned it, right? Then again, maybe he did know and that's why he let me go to Port Angeles with Angela alone. He knew I would be safe. I'll just have to ask him when I see him.

"Ben knows. Actually, Ben is a wizard too. And I'm pretty sure Edward knows."

My head snapped up. "What makes you think Edward knows?" Did she know about him?

She hesitated. Yes, she did know. "How much do you know about Edward, Bella?"

I smiled. "A lot."

She looked relieved. "So you know?"

"That he's a-" I paused. Maybe she didn't know and I was about to give it away.

"Vam-" she stopped. She seemed to be thinking along the same lines I was.

"-pire." I finished.

"That makes things easier. I kept battling with myself, wondering if I should warn you or not. That's a load off my chest, knowing that you know."

That made me curious. "How do you know that he's a . . . uh, well did he tell you?"

She shrugged. "No, I read his mind, so to speak."

"You can do that too?" That so wasn't fair. All of my friends had some sort of cool powers and I had nothing.

We had arrived at her house. "Let's go up to my room and I'll explain more. I'm already in trouble as it is so I might as well let you know. I doubt they'll mind."

I paused. Who are they? "Uh, sure." I followed her up to her room.

"Back to your question, no, I can't read minds the way Edward can. It's what we in the wizarding world call Occlumency. I have to have eye contact with the person and they can block me out if they know how. It's hard to learn and it takes a lot of practice. I can block Edward out, not that I need to because he usually doesn't try to hear my thoughts anyway, but that's how he found out. Before I knew he could do that he heard my thoughts, and I his."

"How come he never told me before?"

"Probably because he felt it wasn't his secret to tell."

Of course, that's what I was thinking too. But still, it's weird. I still can't get over the odds, Edward, Jacob, and Angela. Well, it really wouldn't surprise me if Mike Newton turned out to be a hobbit or something.

Angela let out a giggle. "I know Mike isn't the best looking guy ever but he's a bit too tall and not hairy enough to be a hobbit."

I stared at her. Not even Edward could hear my thoughts, but she could?

She giggled again. "I'm not reading your mind Bella. You're muttering loud enough for me to hear you!"

"Well, that's slightly embarrassing," I murmured. "Can you read my thoughts at all? With that occlu- thing?"

"No, you seem to have some natural immunity to brain penetration. It's really good too because our kind can cast spells to control people but you're immune to stuff like that so consider yourself lucky."

My first lucky streak, it would seem. "So, if you're a witch, isn't there like, a magic school or something? And do you know any other witches or wizards besides Ben? Are there rules to magic? Were you born that way or can you get it somehow? You seemed really nervous when you did magic in front of all those people, are you not supposed to do that? If so, why not? Is magic hard or do you just wave a little stick around and say funny words? Do-"

Angela was laughing now. "Whoa Bella, one thing at a time. You sure do have a lot of questions. Hmm, I'll start with your first question.

Angela went on to explain all about this wizarding world of hers. Apparently, she went to some school called The Salem Witches' Institute but she got homesick after her first year there so she decided to come back home and have her mother teach her magic while she lived a normal life. She met a lot of witches and wizards her age at school but she still missed home more. She kept in touch with some of them, apparently they had ways to travel long distances in seconds, something about floo powder and apparition. People were born a witch or wizard; I figured as much, but there could have been a slight chance I was wrong.

I kept firing my own questions here and there which made this conversation go on for hours. She explained to me about the Ministry of Magic and how they were supposed to keep order and make sure wizards didn't abuse their power. It reminded me of the Volturi. She said that magic wasn't as easy as Hollywood made it out to be; it seemed Hollywood got it all wrong when it came to stuff like this. She was allowed to do magic outside of home since she was already seventeen, the legal age in the magical world, but she wasn't supposed to do it in front of muggles, or non-magic people, something about breaching the Statute of Secrecy. But she figured that since it was to save a life the Ministry wouldn't mind; or so she hoped.

We talked some more and she answered question after question, but eventually it was time for me to go. I called Edward to pick me up and he arrived about five minutes later.

"I had a blast Angela, we should do this again," I told her as she walked me to the front door.

"For sure, I can't wait. By the way, don't mention this to anyone else, please Bella? Yeah, Edward and his family already know but I mean others besides them."

For someone who can't read my mind, it sure seems like she can. "Don't worry about it Angela, your secret is safe with me." I flashed her a smile and walked over to the Volvo where Edward was waiting.

I opened the door and got in. "Thanks for picking me up."

He drove off after I buckled my seatbelt. "No problem. You're staying at my place this weekend anyway."

"I am?" Does no one ever tell me these things?

Edward noticed my expression and chuckled. "Alice talked to Charlie and asked him if you could. She's been dying to have another slumber party since your last one didn't go so well."

I groaned. The last one hadn't gone very well at all since I was being held hostage so I wasn't sure if this one would be any better.

"Don't worry about it. This one will be much more enjoyable. She has all sorts of games planned out, you'll have fun," he assured me.

I was a bit irritated now. Both Edward and Angela claimed they couldn't read my mind or whatever but they were always able to guess what I was thinking anyway. Guess my mom was right, I was like an open book.

"What are you thinking?" he asked, turning to look at me.

Or not. "Did you know that Angela is a witch?"

He looked guilty. "Yes, I did. I would have told you but-"

"It's okay, I'm not mad about that. Just surprised. It's kind of funny because when I was saying all that about being Switzerland and I mentioned that if Angela was a witch she could join the party, I would have never imagined that she really was."

We came to a stop at his house and he opened the door for me. "Only you Bella, would be able to befriend vampires, werewolves, and witches," he chuckled.

So I had been thinking about doing this ever since I read that line in Eclipse. It's totally random and silly but it really helped with my writer's block. Hope you liked it!