Okay, so this is my first cross over. Be gentle!

Just in case you don't know - Bella = Harry, so Harry's parents are Bella's etc. Harry is still in this story, because Ginny has to have someone right? But he is just one of her best friends.

I had to mess with the time line a little to make it fit though. Imagine that there was another two years at Hogwarts between the third and fourth year. So the fourth year is now the sixth, the fifth the seventh.... excetera. This is so that Bella isn't fifteen, which i think is a bit young for Edward. She is sixteen....but ssshhhhh they don't know :)

So, Bella is in Forks, Edward came back and everyone is happy. They have no idea that Bella is a witch, nor do they suspect her of being anything but human.

She is sent to Forks, her wand taken from her and kept by Dumbledore. Charlie and Renee are not her parents, obviously, but they believe they are. Dumbledore worries about what Wormtail's decision, to go and find his master, will mean for the wizarding world and no-one is at more risk than Bella.

No-one knows where she is apart from Dumbledore, not even Ron, Hermione and Harry. She hasn't had a letter or heard anything from them since the day she left Kings Cross Station at the end of her third year at Hogwarts.

It's the Quiddich world cup, and after a year in the muggle world on her own with nothing bad happening to muggles or wizards, Dumbledore agrees that Bella can go.

Sorry, but just an overview of where abouts the story is. In Twilight time, it's New moon/ Eclipse. In Harry potter time, it's Goblet of Fire, even though it's the fifth year.

Confusing to some, but you'll get the hang of it.....

Now, i had blabbered long enough, and probably confused you as well. To the story......


Bella's Perspective

"Edward, it's only three days" I sighed as he pouted at me.

"Three long days" He pulled the puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, but I'll be in Phoenix, in the summer. You can't be" I murmured into his shirt.

"But......." He was at a loss for words, something that doesn't happen easily.

"Edward, it's already sorted. I'm going to stay with some friends in Phoenix for three days, and that's that" I said sharply, officially ending the conversation.

"Besides" I tacked on the end so i didn't sound too mean "I have my phone, and you can reach me at any time. That doesn't mean every second of the day though" He chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath my ear.

"You guessed my plan already!" He faked outrage and i laughed with him.

"Well, you can still call me, but i have to sleep you know" I yawned loudly, causing Edward to laugh at me again.

He sighed, and began stroking my hair. We were laid on the sofa, it was four o'clock. Charlie was still at work, and i wouldn't see him until i came back, but we had already said our goodbyes. I got Dumbledore's owl a few days ago, i appreciated that he knew when the Cullen's would be hunting. It would be very uncomfortable if an owl came swooping in my window while Edward was here. He might eat it.

He told me all about the Quiddich World Cup and how the Weasleys had tickets and how i could go. I sent an owl straight back with my thanks, even though i was still angry at him. He dumped me here, and i have never felt so alone. Hogwarts, the wizarding world, was my home and that had been ripped away from me.

I will be getting a taxi to the Burrow in a few hours, and i will spend three days there with my best friends and people i like to think as family.

"I'll miss you" He whispered, still stroking my hair, lulling me to sleep with his voice.

"I'll miss you too" I smiled into his shirt as my eyes fluttered closed.

The next few hours were...different. Charlie was still at work by the time i started to get ready. That wasn't the problem. The problem was Edward.

"Please!" He begged as i walked downstairs to get something to eat before i go. He already sabotaged my suitcase and shower, he really didn't want me to go.

"Edward, I'm going and you will not stop me!" I yelled as he blocked the way to the kitchen. His eyes filled with pain, and i was, like i usually am when it comes to vampires, confused.

"What's wrong Edward? Why are you so against me going?" My tone softened and i reached up and stroked his cheek to try to get rid of the pain in his eyes.

"It's just......I just came back and....." He gulped loudly "....Well, after everything i did...... you might find someone else" he said, his eyes closed and his lips barely moving.

I sighed, shaking my head but he didn't open his eyes. I put both my hands on either side of his face, making his look at me when he opened his eyes.

"Edward, look at me" I said gently, glad when he complied, but not when i saw the pain still there.

"Edward, listen to me right now" His eyes never left mine "I love you, remember. If anything, what happened is a testament to that. After all you did to me, i still love you. See, nothing i do can stop it, and i don't want it to stop. Stop worrying, i love you, now, and forever, only you" I said, probably the most heartfelt thing i have ever said.

Before i could move, Edwards lips were on mine with a new feirceness that i eagerly complied with. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my to him as i stretched my arms around the back of his neck. We kissed for.... a while, but once again, his stupid rules ruined it. Still, that was a damn good kiss.

We stood in the hallway, still not making it to the kitchen, panting, forehead together, his arms still on my waist, mine around his neck.

He let me pass then, but i grabbed his hand and pulled him along with me. After an apple and some general chit chat, a car horn told me my taxi was here. Edward disappeared upstairs for a second, then reappeared next to me with my suitcase in one hand. Quickly, he walked out and put the suitcase in the boot. I turned to look at him, glad that the pain was gone from his eyes.

"I love you" He told me, but before i could tell him the same he was kissing me again, gentler and slower. This was our goodbye kiss.

When we finished, i finally told him "I love you". I don't believe i have ever seen him smile like that before. He opened the taxi door and then shut it again for me. As the taxi pulled away i couldn't tear my eyes away from him, stood outside my house, a sad smile on his face, his hands in his pockets.

I would miss him, but i doubt i will have much time to think about anything. I already said my goodbyes to the others yesterday, so me and Edward could have our "Private goodbye", as Alice put it.

"Where to miss?" I jumped, forgetting i was actually in a taxi.

I told him where to go (Okay, i know that Fork's is in America, and the Weasley's live in England, but just go along with it okay), and after slight confusion and me giving him directions and landmarks, we set off in the right direction. For the entire journey, i was with the Cullen's, the Weasley's, at Hogwarts, i was in my dreams basically.

My eyes brightened as i saw the house in the distance, the kitchen and bedroom lights shining brightly against the night sky. Even from here it looked welcoming. Suddenly, the driver stopped and turned around.

"Sorry Miss, but i can't go any further, your meter has run out" He told me. You have got to be kidding me. It's... what? A mile to the house. One measly mile, but he wouldn't take me! Fine.

Grumbling, i got out and shivered immediately in the cold night air. It was half past eleven at night, no wonder it's cold. I pulled my suitcase out, shocked by how heavy it was. Edward made it look so easy!

As soon as i closed the boot, the taxi turned the car around, nearly running me over, and drove away, leaving me in a country lane a mile from where i want to be. I started to make my way to the house, wheeling the case behind me and glad of the fact it had wheels.

It didn't take as long as i thought to reach the house. Walking into the little courtyard, i nearly stepped on a chicken and it squawked loudly. The entire courtyard was illuminated by the warm light from the windows. I could hear laughter from in the house, and even though i didn't know why, i smiled with them. Running the last few steps, i hesitated on the doorstep.

I can't just walk into their house, it's rude. No, i would knock.

I could hear one pair of heavy footsteps coming towards the door. Even through the frosted glass, i could tell that Mr Weasley was smiling. The door opened quietly, and Mr Weasley put a finger to his lips, signalling to be quiet. I nodded, but i was unable to keep the smile from my face. It wasn't a dream!

I was ushered into the house, still being as quiet as i could, and hugged by Mr Weasley. He took my bag from me, but didn't make a move to let me any further in the house.

"I haven't told anyone about you coming with us. Only me and Molly know, it's a surprise for the others okay?" His eyes twinkled with delight and happiness and i found myself nodding again.

"Wait here" He whispered before he turned and walked back into the sitting room, no doubt where everyone was.

"Who was that Dad?" I heard Fred... or is it George? One of them asked. I sat down on the stairs and waited for my time.

"Just a hiker, pointed them in the right direction" He lied easily, though i could hear the happiness in his tone.

There was silence for a second "I wish Bella were here you know" I heard Hermione say, and i longed to see her face, to see if she had changed at all. To hug her and complain about how smart she was.

"She would have loved this wouldn't she? Being seeker and all, but....." Ron trailed off. Was it me or had Ron's voice got deeper?

"Well, that's good then" Mr Weasley said, sounding casual.

"What's good?" I heard someone i haven't met before. Maybe Charlie or Bill.

"Well, Bella loves Quiddich, we all know that. I'm just saying it's a good job then, that she's coming to the World Cup"

Silence

"Bella's going to the World Cup too!" I heard Ginny scream. Ever since i saved her in the chamber we have been good friends.

"But how is she getting there? Who is she going with? Where is she?" Harry fired off questions faster than i thought possible.

"Well, Harry, to answer all your questions "She's going by Portkey, she's coming with us and" He paused dramatically "She's in the hallway"

"Your fibbing" Hermione said quietly.

I guess this was my cue. I stood up and made my way to the open doorway. I took a deep breath before stepping into the room, very conscious of the eleven pairs of large eyes on me. Mrs Weasley, knowing i was coming, got up and hugged me, crushing me to her.

"Now look at you, all skin and bone" He said, standing back and taking a look at me. I could see her eyes shining from unshed tears.

"Are you hungry dear?" The entire room was silent.

I sighed happily "Famished"

Mrs Weasley disappeared in the kitchen, but i could hear her blowing her nose occasionally. Next to recover were Charlie and Bill.

"So, you're the Bella they all talk about then?" The first one asked, and he got up and shook my hand. I could feel blisters and hard skin. This would be Charlie then.

"I suppose so" I said hesitantly.

He chuckled "So your the one who is the best Griffindoor seeker since me, I've heard" I nodded.

"Well, looks like it's game on" He winked at me, smiling and i giggled.

I couldn't help but laugh "Your the one everyone used to compare me to. They told me i had to be as good as you. Not sure if i did it though"

I heard a snort and looked down at Ron who was sat on the floor, his legs beneath the coffee table, and the ends of his trainers sticking out the other end. Ron had grown then.

"Come on Bella! You only ever missed one snitch and one game, and that was when the Dementors attacked you and no-one can blame you for that can they?"

"I suppose not" I shrugged. Finally, i looked around. Percy was in the armchair, with Fred and George sat on the arm rests. Bill and Charlie were sat on the two seater, and Mr and Mrs Weasley were on the other two seater. Ginny and Hermione had their backs against Bill and Charlie's settee, carefully avoiding sitting on their feet. While Harry and Ron were sat on the floor, leaning against Mr and Mrs Weasleys chair.

As my mind was occupied, i realise that Fred and George had gotten up.

"Aaarrrrgggg!" I yelled, through my laughter. One of them had picked me up, hugging me but also crushing em to them, while the other hugged me from behind. I was sandwiched.

Laughter rang out around the room at my predicament "We missed you Bellsy" One of them said. I groaned at the nickname they gave me.

"I missed you guys too. Who else can take a serious situation and make everyone have hysterical laughing fits?" I said rhetorically, though my mind answered for me. Emmett. I shook my head away from that thought. I was here not back in Forks. I was only here for three days. Make the most of it.

Finally they put me down, but i immediately engulfed in someone else's arms. Judging by the frizzy hair, this would be Hermione. And she was.... crying?

"I'm so glad to see you Bella. I... I never thought I'd see you again" She sobbed into my shoulder. I couldn't stop my own tears as they rolled down my cheeks, but i let them go.

After Hermione let go, let go but not stop crying, Ginny ran to me and nearly knocked me off my feet.

"God I missed you Bella" She told me, her voice muffled by my shoulder, but i could hear it cracking. If i wasn't careful, all the females here would end up in tears. Fred and George actually had to pry her from me, not that i was bothered by her clinging to me. Harry stood in front of me, just looking into my eyes.

That was another thing I lied about. I did have a boyfriend. Me and Harry dated for nearly seven months, but agreed that we should stay friends. It has been difficult, going back to being friends after being much more.

I walked forward and wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him tightly. Even if i don't love Harry, i still have a soft spot for him. He was probably the most kind and genuine person i had ever met. I could easily hide my tears as he wrapped his arms around me. He dwarfed me now, he was much taller than me, his arms were muscled and i could feel his chest through his shirt. Harry had definitely grown up.

As hwe let go, i saw his bright green eyes shining with tears before he turned away. Next was... Ron. This should be fun.

Ron was the nervous one, the scared one. Him and girls did not mix. But, ever since Ron and Harry sat in my compartment on the train that very first year, we had been friends.

"Well.....I...." He stuttered nervously "Oh, stuff it".

It only took him three strides to get from one side of the room, to me. He hugged me. And for Ron.... that was amazing. He held onto me tightly, burying his face in my hair since he was so tall. I wrapped my arms around him, noting how different he was. There was no puppy fat on him anymore. His bright orange hair had dulled to a nice copper. And he was so tall! I mean, he was always tall and gangly, but this was going to extremes. If i didn't know any better, i would say he had some werewolf genes in him.

He sniffed as he let me go, but took my hand and dragged me back to sit between him and Hermione, both of them taking a hand. It was a few minutes later that Mrs Weasley came in, the biggest cup i have ever seen in her hand, steam floating above it.

"Careful now, it's still hot" He warned as she leaned over the coffee table to hand it to me. With this many people in one room, you could barely move. I ignored her warning and took a huge gulp. I sighed as i instantly felt warm all over.

We talked for a while about Hogwarts, the teachers and the subjects. They filled me in on the pranks and stuff that i missed. They told me about Quiddich and who ranked where in the league tables. Everyone except Percy seemed to be having fun. He just sat there, moodily staring into space. I ignored him, he was now my least favourite Weasley, well, he was before but i had never met Charlie or Bill.

"Right" All conversation stopped as Mr Weasley stood up and stretched. "Time for bed, we are all tired. Poor Bella here looks dead on her feet" I felt eyes on me but i didn't see it. I had, at some point, leaned on Ron's shoulder, and managed to fall into a place between conscious, and unconsciousness.

"Mmmm..okay" I mumbled out, trying to open my eyes but i really didn't want to. I heard people moving around me, but Ron stayed still. I felt the ground disappear beneath me, Ron's shoulder now replaced with air. Pretty soon i was leaning on someone else's shoulder though. The gentle swaying as they carried me lulled me to sleep quickly. I didn't even feel the bed beneath me.

The morning was bedlam. Percy, Bill and Charlie could all apparate, so they could have a lie in. But not us. Maybe we should have gone to bed earlier, though i can't bring myself to think that. Last night was one of the best nights of my life.

I woke up in a familiar room, Ron's room. I tried to roll over but something stopped me. I looked behind me to see Ginny squeezed between me and Hermione. It was then i noticed what woke me up.

"Come on! You don't want to be late do you?" Mrs Weasley said, walking over to the window and opening the curtains. We all groaned and covered our eyes. After several more minutes, we trudged out of bed and headed downstairs for breakfast.

I was still half asleep as i ate my toast and chugged down some orange juice. After feeling the cold morning air through the open window, i decided to change. Everyone here knows what i like to wear so they weren't shocked at all when i came downstairs in thick grey Lonsdale sweat pants and a colourful, stripy shirt with a jacket over my shoulders.

As soon as i stepped outside, i was awake. I wanted to turn back and run into the warmth of the house again, but the thought of seeing a real Quiddich match, up close was too much to give up. The sun shone brightly in the sky, even though it was only five in the morning. Though it didn't warm the frigid air on bit, it was a beautiful sight to behold.

Right now, walking up this hill to the Portkey, it was easy to forget everything that had happened over the last year. Harry, Hermione and Ron have all grown up now, and..... gotten closer. It was easy to see that Hermione and Ron liked each other, though neither admitted it. Ginny still liked Harry, that was obvious. I just wasn't too sure about Harry's feelings for Ginny. They would be good together.

On second thoughts, Ron might kill him if he ever touches her.

Percy was as pompous as usual, and i had to walk out of the room this morning to keep from laughing as he introduced himself as though he never met be before. His new job had "inflated his head", as George so wisely put it. Fred and George were just the same, only taller and even more fearless. Charlie and Bill, the only two Weasleys i hadn't met were cool and amazing to the extreme.

Ginny was just the same, only taller, longer hair, and of course.... other things that come with being a girl and growing up.

Mr Weasely looked tired, but now, on the way to the Quiddich world cup, looked more boy-like then when i showed him how to plug in and switch on a lamp. Of course, Mrs Weasley hasn't changed. Still fussing over what i eat and the state of my clothes.

It was easy to ignore the stitch in my side as i was surrounded with my friends and people i considered family. It was easy to ignore the cold biting at my cheeks and making me shiver, i was used to the cold having stayed with Edward for so long.

Edward.

I felt bad for lying to him, to all of them about all this. He had no idea what i was, he thought i was a regular defenceless, fragile human. Well, i am without my wand, but that isn't the point. All the times he pointed out that i was weaker and more fragile than he was, i wanted to contradict him, to show him i wasn't as fragile as he thought. But, of course, i couldn't.

I fed the Cullen's some crap about seeing a friend in Phoenix, a story Dumbledore thought of. Of course, Phoenix, in the summer, is too sunny for any vampire to risk being seen so there was no way that any of them could tag along. I was only going to be away for three days, and this was a blessing and a curse.

A blessing because i can see Edward again, and a curse, because i would have to say goodbye to my world once again, and hide what and who i am.

My foot slipped on some grass, wet with morning dew. Luckily, Harry caught my arm and steadied me, sending me a smirk as we carried on. I'm still clumsy. Though, not as clumsy as the Cullen's think. Most of the time's i fall in Fork's, it's deliberate. It is incredibly tiring, having to fall about fifteen times a day, and would have given it up if i hadn't liked the fact that Edward saved me so much.

"Just up here kids, not far now" Mr Weasely said ahead of us, his breath appearing in front of him as he spoke. He had said that four times now.

Right here, now, i felt like i was home. I did at the Cullen's, but there was always something in the back of my mind, and i knew what it was. My secret. If they knew my secret..... well, I'm not sure what their reactions would be. They didn't know me, they know my alter ego. They loved my alter ego, not me.

I shook my head of those thoughts. They are my family, they would accept me no matter what.

If they are you family, and you care for them so much, why don't you tell them the truth?

Fear. I am terrified of what they would say. That thought alone, keeps me up at night

"Here we are" Mr Weasely said loudly as our feet finally stood on a flat surface.

Here? But, this was the top of a hill. Where was the Quiddich World Cup going to be? Here? I tried to picture it, but couldn't. There must be a Portkey up here somewhere that gets us there.

"Amos!" We all jumped as Mr Weasely yelled, standing infront of us, waving his hands at something.

"It's about time!" Said a male voice. Mr Weasley walked in that direction, and so did the rest of us, all cold, tired and shivering. No-one spoke, it's too early to make conversation.

"Sorry Amos, some of us had a sleepy start" Mr Weasely stopped, his voice now back to a reasonably normal volume.

"Eh, I'll be glad when Cedric here passes his apparation test. Still, not complaining..... Ireland versus Bulgaria, eh? Can't wait" He sounded like a big kid himself, all jolly and happy. How can he be so happy at six o'clock in the morning? Who's Cedric?

Mr Weasely stepped aside, and i heard a gasp. "By george, Arthur! Are all of these yours?" I kept my head down, looking at the grass. I knew what his reaction would be, it's always the same.

"No, no. Only the red heads. This is my daughter Ginny, and my sons Fred and George. Twins" He added on as an after thought "And Ron here. My three other sons are apparating later"

I heard polite "hello's" from all people mentioned, only grunts from Fred and George.

"And these are Ron's friends, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Bella Swan"

There was silence for exactly one second. "No, it can't be.... the Isabella Swan?" Anyone would have thought he had just won five thousand galleons. I raised my head, having to squint as the morning sun was raising in the sky.

"But... but, i heard you disappeared. Cedric said you weren't at school for an entire year!" I opened my mouth, shocked and wondering what to say to him without revealing anything. Thankfully Mr Weasley stepped in.

"Amos, we have to get going" He said, swinging his arms, and walking forward to i was blocked from view again. There was a shuffle of feet and we were walking again.

Ron and Harry sent me "sorry" looks, but i shook it off. It's not like it's their fault.

Had i really thought no-one would notice? People noticed me when i was there, so when i suddenly didn't appear, rumours were bound to spread about where i was. I sighed, if i ever went back to Hogwarts, i was in for a rough time.

"Here we go, now, you only need to put one finger on the Portkey. That should do" Mr Weasley said, stepping around something and lifting it up. It was a... boot? Through my squinted eyes, i could barely see a boy, older than me, step around Mr Weasley and stand opposite me. I saw as he offered me a smile and mouthed a "Sorry". I smiled back and shook my head. This must be Cedric.

I looked at him, through the rain and gasped. He looked so much like Edward, the golden dishevelled hair, now wet and dripping, hanging limply over his eyes. He was tall as well, glangly, his forearms showed where he had rolled up his shirt sleeves. His skin was just as pale as mine, but lacked the muscles Edward acquired after his change. Also, his eyes were blue, bright blue, not golden.

Maybe they are related somehow....

"Ready?" I looked around, everyone had a finger on the manky boot. Mr Weasley was looking at his watch.

"Three, two, one" His last word was lost in Hermione and Ginny's screams. I was shocked, but this wasn't my first time travelling by Portkey. Getting yanked by your navel does tend to shock someone. I felt Hermione and Harry either side of me, bumping into me. I looked at them and saw their eyes tightly shut. As were Fred's, Georges, Ron's and Ginny's.

I shook my head at them and heard a chuckle. I looked over at Cedric, finding it easier without the rain. The resemblance was uncanny.

His hair whipped about in the wind, and i could feel mine as it twirled around my face. I was too caught up in thinking how similar Cedrics chuckle was that i forgot to prepare myself, and landed with a heavy "thud" on my back, the wind knocked out of me.

I heard groans, telling me that the other's had landed similarly. I groaned but opened my eyes. The sky was still light blue, where ever we were, though the grass was wet.

"Need some help?" Cedric appeared above me and i laughed a little at his windswept hair. He extended his hand and i took it gratefully, letting him pull me to my feet. I brushed the leaved and twigs from my bum, though i could tell it was wet from the landing.

"Come on kids, no time to lay around" I looked at Mr Weasley, then at everyone else on the floor. I went to help Ginny and Harry up, but Cedric went and stood with his dad, waiting for them.

Once everyone was up again, we started walking, this time to a little house. Even from a distance, you could tell that the person out in the front garden was a wizard. If his bright luminous yellow- and what look like clowns- trousers and red duffel coat weren't enough of a sign, i could see other people apparating and walking to him.

I was at the back of our little group. Everyone else managed to walk over the same grass fine, but when it was my turn, my foot found what could have been a rabbit hole, and i went flying forwards.

Thankfully, i was saved by someone and i looked up at them, expecting Harry or Ron. Not Cedric. I blushed, unable to stop myself and mumbled my thanks.

"Is your ankle okay?" He asked, standing with me, even though everyone else was walking away.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks" I said, smiling at him and willing my blush to go away. This was getting weird. The hair, the skin, the smile, the chuckle and now the saving me thing.

"Bella? Come on" Cedric said, trying to get my attention, then giving up and grabbing my hand and pulling me along. I gasped, but he didn't hear it.

We caught up to the rest of them as they stood talking to the wizard. He dropped my hand, smiling down at me before going to stand next to his father. I went and stood next to Ron, trying to appear like nothing had happened.

Nothing did happen. But... It was just strange.

We soon departed and went to our separate campsites, Cedric smiling at me before turning and walking away. This didn't go unnoticed. Ginny and Hermione lagged behind with me, the boys walking with Mr Weasley.

"What's going on with you and Cedric?" Ginny said quietly, walking to my right, a small smile on her face.

"Nothing, he's just being nice, that's all" I shrugged, hoping they would drop it.

"Really? He didn't offer to help anyone else up did he? And he actually stopped to walk with you. That is being more than nice Bella. He likes you" She said cheerfully, bouncing as she said it.

"No he doesn't Ginny" I said sharply, but neither of them listened.

"I think he does Bella, i mean, you were the only one he actually spoke to" I turned to my left and glared at Hermione.

"So, he spoke to me. That doesn't mean he likes me" I said a bit harsher than i wanted to. Hermione just rolled her eyes.

"I don't know why you are so bothered. Cedric's.... well, he's rather nice" Hermione sighed, a smile on her face.

"Nice isn't the word" Ginny said as though she was out of breath, and began fanning her face and i couldn't help but laugh.

"Besides, your available. Go for it" She encouraged.

She didn't know, no-one did. They knew that the possibility that Voldemort coming back was high, and they knew i had been sent away, but everything else was secret. They didn't know about the Cullen's, I'm not even sure Dumbledore knows.

"Oh no, she's biting her lip" Ginny said, and i grumbled a little. They all devised ways to interpret what i was saying when i wasn't saying anything. Very annoying.

"You are.... available aren't you?" Hermione said slowly, coming to a stop and grabbing my arm, her face worried.

"Bella! You can't be involved with anyone! It's too dangerous!" She whisper shouted. Ginny stood infront of me, her face stern, just like Mrs Weasleys.

"Hermione is right, it'll only end badly" Her face softened as my eyes filled with tears. This was what i feared. Anyone i got involved with would have a target on their head if Voldemort ever found out. Of course, there is also the possibility that they were spies for Voldemort, but since the Cullen's have no idea i am a witch, i think i can rule that one out.

"I can't help it! You can't help who you fall in love with!" I moaned, biting down on my bottom lip to try to stop it from trembling.

Both Hermione and Ginny hugged me fiercely "Love? Bella, why is it always you?" Hermione sighed, shaking her head and smiling sadly. Her face suddenly turned serious, so quickly i did a double take.

"You haven't told him have you? He doesn't know does he?" Her eyes were wide and frantic.

"It's been a year, and i haven't told him. I don't think any of his family even suspects me. The few times i lost my temper or whatever, he just passed it off as something else" I said, thinking about it. The Cullen's were wrong about another thing. I was a good actress, i was that good, i could pretend to be bad.

I wasn't going to tell them about the little fact that they are vampires either. I can just imagine the panic that one would bring.

"Girls! Come on!" We looked over to Mr Weasley, a piece of paper in his hand. With one final glance at each other, we hurried to catch up with the others.

"....end of the field, over there" We caught up, catching half the conversation, and Mr Weasley pointing to the very far corner of the field. I actually did a double take. Now, i have been camping, but i have never seen tents like these.

As we set off through the maze of tents, i couldn't help but stare at the odd tents. There was what looked like a circus tent, taking up four pitches, a pink, blue and yellow two story one. Bless them, they went to so much trouble to try to act like muggles that they messed up. One had actually built brick walls, another had a swimming pool in the little garden.

It was also obvious who supported who. Everyone who supported Ireland had green everywhere, and everyone who supported Bulgaria had red everywhere. It was very strange to see, and made me wonder if my eyes were messing up.

Of course, word spread that the "Vanished" Bella Swan was here. People openly gaped and whispered, not even bothering to keep their voice down.

"I heard they took her away for questioning about that Sirius Black"

"Nah, She got expelled for cursing a teacher"

"I was told by old Collumbas Hershire that she got sent to Azkaban for doing something unspeakable"

"What did she do?"

"I don't know, they wouldn't speak of it"

I kept my head down as i walked, glad of my long hair. Mr Weasley quickly placed himself in front of us, shielding me from view, Harry and Ginny were on my left, while Hermione and Ron were on my right. George and Fred walked behind us, and i could hear them whispering insults and curses they would like to use.

We got to the pitched as quick as we could, but we had to build our own tents.

"Oh come on guys! We're on muggle land now, we can't use magic. How about we put it up the muggle way?" He said excitedly eyeing the beg to the tents. No-one else looked too happy about this.

"Right, Hermione, Harry, Bella, you spend time with muggles. How do you put one of these things up?" All eyes focused on us, and i saw Harry and Hermione shrug. Guess i was on my own. Over the course of one and a half hours i directed and nearly put up two tents by myself. Mr Weasley was more of a nuisance than a help, getting excited when we had to connect the poles together.

Though, throughout the hour and a half, we laughed and joked, most of us got bruises from the tent falling on us or a pole being jabbed into us. We all forgot about the people who stared as they walked past, the ones who stood at their tent door's just to see me.

As we stood back and looked at the two tiny tents, i couldn't help wondering.....

"How the hell are eleven of us going to fit in those?" I asked, eyeing them critically. I doubt Harry and Ron could fit in one of those things.

"Magic" Mr Weasley said mysteriously before unzipping the door and going inside. The other's followed, and i stared in bewilderment as they all fit in. I shook my head, will i ever stop being surprised at magic?

I'm pretty sure i looked like a goldfish when i walked in. I had been camping, slept on airbeds and in sleeping bags, the whole shebang. This was not camping. The whole tent was like an apartment. It even had a flushing toilet and working fridge. Hermione, Ginny and I hurriedly checked out the next tent, the girls tent. It was a little smaller, but plenty big enough for three of us.

We all got sorted, and sat outside on a huge waterproof blanket. It was odd how at ease i felt with these people despite the fact i hadn't seen them in a year. It was like i had never been gone. We filled out time with jokes and stories. Of course i couldn't tell them anything about where or what i had done. Though, i am sure, they would all get a kick out of the Jame's fiasco.

"Come on Bella, spill! What have you been up to" Fred poked my arm.

"I can't tell you, you know that" I said, lying down and closing my eyes.

"Oh right, and since when was you one to follow rules?" I looked up at a smiling Fred. He did have a point. I shrugged, rules were there to be broken.

"Just something small, anything" He begged. I looked around to see that everyone was watching us, waiting for me to say something.

"Now Fred, you know fully well that she can't say anything about that" Mr Weasley whispered, looking around nervously for eavesdroppers. Though i detected something in his voice... longing. Did he want to know too?

"Okay" I sighed, closing my eyes again. "I don't live here, I live in the States. It's always rainy and cold but i got used to it. It's only a small town, and i mean small. The school has just two hundred pupils in total" I shrugged again "I suppose when you're hiding out, it helps"

"How can you live there? So far away from everyone and everything......" Ron stopped, probably seeing the tear roll down my cheek and soak into the waterproof blanket. I didn't exactly need reminding of my isolation from the wizarding world.

The conversation stalled a little after that, but the arrival of Bill, Percy and Charlie cheered everyone up again and dispelled the tense atmosphere. All too soon, the lights placed around the camp were brightening as the sunlight faded.

"Come on then, time to go" We all got up and followed everyone else along the path. Like before, the others surrounded me, protecting me.

"Tickets?" I looked forward, squinting in the poorly lit light. A wizard, bored by the looks of things was watching Mr Weasley pull out eleven tickets from his pocket.

"Thankyou. Top box, number seven" He drawled, dismissing us. Climbing the stadium was difficult as there were so many people climbing down as there were climbing up.

We saw several people, but none of us stopped to talk. Most people on the stairs stopped and openly gaped and whispered to neighbors, pointing at me. I was glad when we finally made it to the top box so i could sit down and hide.

The match was amazing. Hogwarts' Quiddich looked like child's play- well it is come to think of it- compared to this. People were fouled all the time, the mascots started fighting each other, explosions of noise erupted every time someone caught the Quaffle and scored. It was hard not to get wrapped up in the atmosphere.

In the end, we were all stood, cheering loudly, our voices turned to croaks from screaming so loudly for so long. It only lasted about an hour, but it was worth it. Ireland won, that stupid seeker, Krum i think he's called, caught the snitch and ended the game when they would lose anyway. Idiot.

Though, he is the best flyer i have ever seen. It was like he wasn't even using a broomstick. Apparently, according to Ron who is his biggest fan, he is the youngest ever quiddich player, only eighteen years old. In the top box, we could see everything, the entire pitch, all the fans, everything. The Irish team did a lap of honour, then came up to the top box.

Our top box.

How had i not realised that the Prime Minister for Magic was sat behind me? I looked around, surprised to see..... Malfoy. None of them were watching me, thankfully. Draco had grown up too, he just looked like an even bigger weasel. His father was on his left, the usual sneer on his face as he eyed the back of Hermione's chair, oblivious to my stare. So, that means that the woman was his.... mother?

Well, there was the hair, the beady eyes, and the sneer on her lips. Yep, definitely the mummy Malfoy.

"And here they are! The gallant loser's" I jumped as the Prime Minister's voice was magically enhanced, right in my ear. I raised my hand and shielded my eyes as bright lights filled the box. I heard footsteps, and mumbling about something.

I felt something brush past my leg and lowered my hand, looking up. The Bulgarian team were stood in front of me, since we were sat in the front row, and there was nowhere else for them to go. Wow, i was sitting in front of the Bulgarian Quiddich team!

"What?" I zoned back in, finding that i had been staring at none other than Krum himself. I was too excited to blush.

"Well done! You were amazing!" I whispered, knowing that we were supposed to me quiet when the Minister was talking.

"We lost" I frowned in confusion, making his usually sullen face even sourer.

"So? You flew amazingly! I've never even heard of some of those moves you did!" I said, hating that i sounded like a love sick fan, but unable to stop.

"Thanks, hey aren't you-" He smiled, his face lighting up. He was poked in the back, his team leaving the box so that the winners could come in. In a way, i was glad he didn't finish his question. I knew what it would be. "Hey aren't you Isabella Swan? The person who stopped You-Know-Who?"

"Let's here it for Bulgaria!"

I cheered along with everyone else, whistling and clapping like mad.

"Now... for the Champions!"

I could actually see this time. They all marched into the box, huge smiles on their faces, smug at winning. They all shook hands with the Minister, then walked and stood facing away from us, but in front of us. So, yes, i had someones bum in my face.

"Oh, sorry" The person turned around, smiling down at me before his eyes went wide.

"You....You're Isabella Swan" He whispered, again with the whispering!

I internally groaned "Yeah" Was all i could think of. What? Was i supposed to thank him for knowing who i was?

"But i heard you-" I didn't let him finish.

"People have been hearing a lot of things recently about me" I said sharply, crossing my arms over my chest.

He took the hint and turned back around, but not fully so i didn't have his bum in my face.

Everything went quickly after that. We got out of the stadium last because of all the chattering and cheering, and the fact that we were in the top box. Unfortunately, thanks to my conversations with the two team players, more rumours had spread.

"I saw her talking to Krum, and then Linskey!"

"I saw her pinch Linskeys bum! That's why he turned around!"

I sighed, inwardly cursing those stupid omnioculars that could zoom in, ignoring it as we made our way back to our tents. Everyone was chatting excitedly about the match, even Hermione was joining in. I, however, lagged behind, looking at the floor.

Those people were famous, by they didn't have people hating them, spreading horrible rumours about them. Why couldn't i have that? Just... be normal.

"'You okay Bella? You seem a little out of it?" Ginny came and sat next to me on the blanket, everyone else, still having the same argument they were having half an hour ago. Whether Krum caught the snitch on purpose, knowing they would lose, or if he knew they wouldn't win anyway and ended the game quickly?

"Yeah, I'm okay" I mumbled back, laying down again and looking at the stars.

It was two hours later when Mr Weasley stopped the argument and told everyone to go to bed. The entire camp site was still alive and buzzing, and i have a sneaky feeling that no-one would be sleeping tonight. I took one glance at the forest beside our tent, it's black depths suddenly scaring me a little, before i walked into our tent and zipped it closed.

Despite all the cheering, laughter, shouting and fireworks, i fell asleep instantly, as my head hit the pillow. Though, i couldn't tell you what i dreamed about.

"Bella! Bella wake up! Ginny! Hermione!" I felt someone shaking my arm and my eyes shot open. Something was very wrong.

The cheers and fireworks had been replaced with screaming, and not the happy kind. I could hear children crying, the sound of people running, all in one direction. Away from something.

I swung my legs over the bed and stood up, pulling my jacket on. "What's going on?" I said quickly, seeing Mr Weasleys panicked face. His eyes shot to me.

"You have to get out of here, all of you. Go into the forest, I'll come and find you when it's over" He said, hurrying us out of the bedreoom and towards the door. From here, i could smell the smoke.

"What's going on?" I repeated, stopping in my tracks.

Mr Weasley paused for a moment, his eyes darting to all three of us. "Deatheaters" He said quickly and quietly.

Hermione gasped, and gripped Ginny's arm. I nodded, understanding why he was so panicked. Hermione was a muggle born, she would be killed on sight. Ginny was a Weasley, a blood traitor. And me? I just ruined their lives and destroyed their leader, leaving them to pick up the peices. Yippee.

"Bill, Charlie, Percy and I are going to help the Ministry. Fred, George, Harry and Ron are already in the forest" He told us, leading us outside quickly. I gasped at what i saw.

The cheerful lights had been extinguished. Now, the only light was from the burning tents, and grass. Everything was destroyed, trampled or blown apart. I looked at Hermione and Ginny, noting their scared faces. I tried to see if i was scared, and... i wasn't. I suppose after someone has tried to kill you a few times and failed, you get a little fearless of less frightening things.

"Go!" He urged us, pushing us towards the forest. We ran, along with other's who were fleeing. We nearly lost each other, but Hermione clung to both mine and Ginny's arms tightly.

Once we were under the cover of the trees, Hermione and Ginny lit the ends of their wands.

"Bella, do yours" Ginny whispered.

"I can't. Dumbledore took my wand when i was sent to Forks. I haven't had it since i left Hogwarts" I whispered, ashamed. Here i was, in the wizarding world, people being hurt, and i was defenceless. Great.

"Okay" Hermione said, finally breaking the silence. She started walking through the forest, careful to keep an eye on the floor in case on of us fell over.

"Do you think we should find the other's?" Ginny whispered from beside me, the light from her wand illumating her worried face.

"I think we should stick together, and not go wandering off. They'll be alright" I soothed her as best i could. We spent the rest of the journey in silence, taking all our concentration not to fall over. Finally, after what felt like hour's, we broke through the trees and into a clearing. There was only the distant screaming here. No-one was close.

"We must have gone in a different direction than everyone else" I mumbled, walking into the centre of the large clearing.

"We should stay here for now. We'll know when it's safe to go back" Hermione said, sitting on the floor and leaning back on a tree trunk. Ginny sat down beside her, staring at the floor, worried.

I stayed standing, pacing back and forth, thinking. It seemed so surreal, that just a few hours ago, i had kissed Edward goodbye. Now this? I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing now? While i was stuck here, in a forest, worrying.

"Why do you think they're here?" Ginny whispered, her eyes darting from Hermione to me, then settled on me, looking even more worried. I knew what she was thinking. They could be here for me.

"Ginny, the only people who knew i was coming today were Dumbledore, and your mum and dad. They aren't here for me" I said gently, stopping pacing to look at her. She nodded slowly, and i resumed pacing.

"They may be after muggle borns" Hermione said quietly. Both Ginny and I stared at her. She looked up from staring at the grass to look at me.

"That's what they used to do, that's what You-Know-Who used to do. Kill muggleborns" She said, though she didn't sound like she was reading from a text book this time. She sounded scared.

None of us knew how to answer this, and so lapsed into silence again. I lost count of how many times i went back and forth on that grass in the middle of the clearing. Maybe i should go and sit at the edge of the clearing with Hermione and Ginny and comfort them, tell them it'll be okay. But i needed to think.

Everything was a mess in my life. Neither of my worlds had me, and i was split in half between them. On one side, i was the famous girl who stopped the darkest wizard of all time. On the other side, i was the straight A student who fell in love with a vampire and is extremely clumsy. I fit neither.

I paused momentarily, listening. "The screaming as stopped" I said, looking in the direction of the field.

"I can here them yelling though. I don't know if it's the Ministry or the Deatheaters" Ginny said, watching me. I just nodded. They were probably arguing and fighting, dueling and cursing one another.

"Probably both" Hermione said without raising her head.

How did such a lovely evening become such a disaster? I was having the best time of my life, and something just came along and ruins it, as usual.

A loud "pop" sound beside me, made me jump and stop pacing. All heads snapped up and we all froze at what we saw.

A Deatheater.

Not good. He was standing mere feet from me, and i was wandless. He had on a huge black cloak, covering his entire body, the huge hood hiding his face from sight.

We all waited to see what he would do. He didn't even seem to see us, seemingly disorientated. It didn't last too long though.

His eyes locked on Hermione and Ginny, and i was scared for them. He could kill them right now and they couldn't stop him. They were frozen in fear. though i was trembling with fright, i moved, just a little to gain his attention and turn him away from the other two.

I heard a gasp from within the hood, and it annoyed me that, even though i was looking straight into it, i still couldn't see the face. I wished it was Malfoy, just so Mr Weasley can have the pleasure of arresting him for something.

In the future, i would look back at the moment and cringe. Why did i bring his attention to me? All Deatheaters wanted me dead, and here i stood wandless, my friends paralyzed with fear and shock. Why the hell did i do it?

To save them. Ginny and Hermione. Better one person die than three I thought to myself.

"The one who stopped the dark lord" A rough voice came from within the hood. It wasn't a question, but his voice was breathy.

He lurched forward, grabbing my arm in a vice like grip i couldn't escape from. I tried to turn to Ginny and Hermione for help but... they weren't there anymore. I felt the awful feeling of being compacted tightly, all the air disappeared from my lungs, though the experience only lasted for less than a second.

My feet found the ground again. The person released my arm, but shoved me hard, so hard i went crashing to the floor with a hard thud. MY head throbbing, and my eyes watering, i looked around me.

Deatheaters. About twenty of them, circling me, surrounding me. I was trapped. Wandless, and severely outnumbered. Not good.

"He told you to find mudbloods and bring them back. This one is a half blood" A croaky voice rang out behind me, though i didn't turn around. I had that wish that you sometimes get when surrounded by something. You wish to have a lot more eyes, so that you can see everything at once.

"Are you blind? Can you all not see who this is?" The man who brought me here said. No-one answered, but many lifted their wands to point them at me. I stayed on the floor, curled slightly on my stomach, not really knowing if i should even bother running.

The man stepped forward, walking to me. He paused for a second, looking down at me. I saw his leg swing back and couldn't prepare for it as his hard shoe hit me in my stomach, the force of it sending me on to my back, gasping for air.

Gasps and growls rang loudly all around me, though i clutched my aching stomach, my eyes watering as i lay on my back.

"Well well well, this is going to be a night to remember" I knew that voice. I knew he was a Deatheater. Imperious curse my ass. Malfoy was a deatheater, anyone with half a brain knew that.

I heard the swish of cloaks and knew that every wand was now pointed at me. I had not escape.

I looked up at the stars, marvelling that just a few hours ago i was looking at them. Only then, i was not facing impending death. Usually someone came to help me, or i did something that saved my life. But there was no-one here to help me. No Hermione, no Dumbledore, no Edward. I was on my own.

Shit

Okay, this is my first Harry Potter/Twilight fan fic.
To all those who read this earlier and only found my partial Frankenstein essay, i am sorry. I upload word documents and write my stories on the website.
But, that essay got me an A* in English :)
There are some differences, and yes, she will be going back to Hogwarts.
Reviews are better than Edwards kisses :)