Disclaimer: I do not own any character, names or places that you recognize. This is based on the works of the one and only J.K Rowling and the lovely Stephenie Meyer.

A/N: Because I couldn't resist doing another name-play based fic! Sequel to: Bella! Meet Bella! Although you don't have to have read that to read this.

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"Do you take it back?" A tall man with long black hair asked.

The other, younger, man, also with long black hair glared at the offending wooden stick in the former's hand. "Take it back?" he drawled in his American accent. "Don't be ridiculous, it's our reservation. You get the hell away from here!"

The stormy grey eyes through which the older was staring menacingly seemed to gleam dangerously. "I said I need to meet Bella. Are you going to step aside, or will I be forced to blast you out of my way?" He flexed the arm carrying the stick to emphasize his threat.

It didn't pass unnoticed by the American. "Why do you want to meet her?"

The stormy grey-eyed man snarled at him. "She's my cousin, what's it to you if I want to meet Bella?"

"Bella doesn't have a cousin!"

"And you know this, how…?"

"I'm her best friend and the one she loves the most, although she doesn't know this yet." At this the American sits down in thought.

The English man follows his example and sits down too. "She is friends with a muggle?" The man is confused. His family was notorious for befriending those and only those whose blood status matched up to that of theirs. He was the odd sheep of the family – having made friends with blood traitors, half-bloods and half breeds…but the man was snapped out of his thoughts by a screech high enough to turn bats deaf.

"A muggle? You dare call me a muggle? I'll muggle you!" And with that the American transformed into a big, rugged looking wolf. The expression on his wolfish face was of clear superiority. However, the other man simply raised an eyebrow and in a flash was replaced by a huge black dog.

The animals approached each other with much more valor than their argumentative, human counter-parts and were rolling around, playing. In the whole process they totally missed the two women who were walking down the reservation.

A heart-shaped face beauty walked down towards the wolf and a deranged looking woman with dark hair walked purposefully towards the dog.

"BLACK!" One of them screamed. "GET UP THIS INSTANT!" the other one added.

Both animals transformed back in bewilderment and stared open-mouthed at the women.

Finally the American spoke up, "Did you say Black?" He was pointing towards the man standing beside him.

Bella looked at the other Bella and sighed. "Not again," the other muttered.

The deranged looking woman stepped up to her cousin and spoke in her haughty voice:

"Sirius Black meet…"

"…the other Black!" The heart-shaped beauty finished.

Harry the-boy-who-lived -Potter apparated onto the scene with Edward- sparkly –Cullen and at witnessing the scene they both looked at each other and said in unison, "Wait for the sequel: 'The Bellas and the Blacks!'

A/N: Heehee. Hope you liked it :) Please review!