I love both these books, so this is like, my perfect envision to a perfect theme. It may not actually BE perfect, but do ENJOY!

RENESMEE POV

I woke up to the sound of a 'pop', Emmett laughing, and a loud smack. "You'll wake her up, idiot!" Rose hissed at him. Emmett stopped laughing, and I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I had slept in Carlisle's house last night because Alice had said she needed me as soon as I woke up. Why, I could only guess – Barbie Doll Nessie.

She had long given up hope that Momma would be Barbie, so she had moved onto me.

Today, though, was special. I did detest dressing up, but I knew it would make her happy, so I yawned loudly to let them all know I was awake.

I was now eleven years old. Though my mind was much older, and so was my body, we were celebrating the eleventh year since birth.

The door to my room opened almost silently, and Alice stepped in with an apologetic face. "Sorry, Nessie. Emmett decided he wanted to pop a balloon." She said. Then she crossed over to the window and pulled the shades back. I caught a glimpse of glittery skin before I groaned and covered my sleepy eyes.

"Oh, sorry," Alice apologized the light faded, and I squinted at her. She was now carrying a plastic covered white dress. It was beautiful… a bit eccentric, though, for my taste.

"Alice…," I started. But she held up a hand. "Let me have my fun Nessie." She pled. I rolled my eyes and stood up with my arms straight out, closing my eyes.

"Just like mommy, huh?" Alice grumbled, and I felt my nightgown slither off, replacing almost immediately with the beautiful material of the dress. I felt and smelled the silk against my hot skin.

Opening my eyes, I was facing a mirror. "Argh!" I gasped. "Do you have to be so quick?" I laughed. Then I took a look at my body. It was already full grown, almost perfect. I had reached a total of five foot six, obviously taking after Daddy. My curls had been chopped to my waist (which had caused some long arguments between Bella and Rose), currently in a frizzy mess.

"Come here, Ness," Alice said, practically reading my thoughts.

I followed her over to my dresser. It was topped with makeup I never used, a lighted mirror, and plenty of pictures. I cherished the one with all of us together, soon after the Volturi had attacked.

Alice began, but was silent. I looked at her reflection in the mirror, and she looked somewhat bitter. "You don't like the dress, do you?" She asked. I let my mouth gape. "I do to." I argued. She shrugged and continued to braid my hair professionally. I reached a hand up and pressed it against her neck, letting the warm thoughts about the dress leak into her mind.

She instantly relaxed, and smiled. "Thanks." She sighed. I grinned and kept my eyes on the pictures.

The door opened, and I looked over at Mom and Dad. Daddy's bronze hair was shiny and messy like always, Momma's a beautiful satin running down her back. They smiled, Momma stepping in.

"Alice, are you sabotaging my daughter's unique style?"

"No, only enhancing it."

I smirked and said, "Hi, Momma, Daddy." I greeted. They both turned their attention to me. "Happy birthday, birthday girl," Momma said, and instantaneously, I felt her icy lips on my head. "When Alice is done dressing you, you come down to the living room. Jake and the rest will be here soon."

I smiled hugely. "Jakey's coming?" I squealed. Mom had to laugh, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course, Ness, what did you expect? Grandpa Charlie will come too." I clapped my hands, and then Alice's hands dropped from my head. "Ta-da," She said. I looked at my reflection in awe. "Wow," I breathed.

"I'm glad I'm not your dress up doll anymore." Mom laughed. I looked up to see Alice hit her affectionately. "She looks pretty," She said defensively.

"Oh, she looks beautiful," Daddy said. "Bella, let's go down and get the camera. She'll be coming any second, right?" He asked me. I nodded like the good girl I am, and he saluted me. "I will see you downstairs then, soldier." He said, and then left with Mom.

"Are you ready, Nessie?" Alice asked quietly. I nodded again. "Sure, sure." Jake had taught me practically everything.

As I walked down the stairs, I looked at the crowded room. Rose put an adoring hand to her mouth, Emmett grinned impishly (I reminded myself to hide from anything he might be planning), Dad and Mom smiled, Jasper held his hand for Alice, Carlisle smiled brightly, and Esme 'oohed'. I made it down and was greeted by hugs.

Another half hour later, the door opened, and Jake walked in. "Hey, Nessie!" He cried, and I ran into his warm arms, his short black hair falling gently on me. "Jakey!" I squealed. Rose mumbled something, and Dad sighed.

Jacob had brought Sue, Seth (who greeted me with a bear hug), Charlie, and Quil. He was the only other wolf besides the two who had really had grown attached to me. He also hugged me.

Charlie had grown comfortable around my family. He kissed my forehead, apparently still using the 'need to know' factor. There was no way an eleven year old looked like this.

"Present time!" Emmett crowed. The room quieted as the brightly wrapped gifts piled up high. "You are obviously the most spoiled half vampire on the block," Jasper teased. I grinned. "I'm the only half vampire on the block," I replied. Our usual joke in the Cullen household.

I was just about to open my first gift when Edward stood up, his eyes wide, an eyebrow raised. "We have another visitor… and he seems a little…," He trailed off. Shortly, the door was accompanied by three gentle knocks.

I watched as Dad walked briskly to it, and opened it slowly.

I was able to see a huge person at the doorway. I tried not to stare, but it didn't work. He had long raggy clothes on, and enough hair that only the top half of his face was visible.

He looked a little nervous, and glanced at me. "Ah, I get that a lot. Yer not the only one." He said in a gruff voice.

I gawked despite myself, and so did everyone else in the room.

Edward cleared his throat. "Excuse me?" He said, sounding dumbfounded. The big man turned to look at him. "Yes, Minerva told me about your… power." He said. He coughed, and turned to everyone. "I seem to have interrupted somethin'. Terribly sorry. My name is Rubeus Hagrid. But you jus' call me Hagrid."

I felt my pulse race, and Mom's hand wrapped around my shoulder.

"I'm from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Congrats, Renesmee, is it?"

So, how does everyone handle this? Especially Charlie? Stay tuned, and please: ReViEw!!!!