I don't own Harry Potter (though it would be great if I did) or Twilight (wouldn't really want to own it), so these are not my characters. I'm really not a big fan of Twilight, but since I wanted to do some Bella-bashing, this was born. Enjoy or not, this is purely for my entertainment... and stuff.
It was a dreary and tiring morning for Mrs. Stanley again. Her husband had gone to work at the crack of dawn and her daughter had kept jabbering about her new classmate, a girl named Belle or something like that. The constant chattering was beginning to get on her nerves, but telling her daughter to shut the hell up would cause many unwanted drama. She yawned loudly, cutting off the incessant babbling. "MOM!" At her daughter's harsh shriek, she winced before plastering a fake smile on.
"Yes, Jessica?" The curly haired girl pouted and dark spots appeared on her face, showing her outrage at her mother's lack of attention.
"Mom, you weren't even listening to me! I was telling you about how Bella keeps on sitting with Edward Cullen! She's like an annoying bug!" As she continued, Mrs. Stanley rubbed her face wearily, wondering what had possessed her to give birth to this…chatterbox. "Oh! I'll be late for school! Bye mom, thanks for breakfast!" Jessica bent down and pecked her cheek before dashing off, muttering about stupid Belle again. Sighing in relief, the tired woman picked up the plates before washing them. She looked out her small kitchen window and sighed again. The weather was foggy and humid, like every day. She prepared to go back to her meticulous cleaning when a cracking noise outside caught her attention. She looked back up to see a stumbling teenager appear out of nowhere.
Drying her hands quickly, she dashed outside and saw the teen rubbing his arm harshly. He seemed to be muttering some curses under his breath and her jaw dropped open when two suitcases appeared right next to him. Her sharp intake of breath was heard by the newcomer and he turned his head to look at her. His green eyes stared into her shocked and murky brown ones and he let out a few curses before raising a stick to her face. The last thing she remembered before everything went dark was a strange word she never heard before. "Obliviate."