The pop of sound that accompanied the man apparating barely registered with even the surrounding wildlife and yet for the vampire hunting in the nearby forest it was almost as if a gun had been fired. He knew that sound even if he had only heard it once in his nearly three hundred and seventy years. It had been a rather long time since he had heard a similar noise and he knew that he would now have to keep his promise (no matter what was asked of him), and so he headed towards the man that he instinctively knew would be waiting for him.
"It is time," the dark man told him, almost as if he had known of the vampire's approach, "for you to keep your promise to me."
The blond haired doctor smiled wryly to himself before replying, "Seventy years is a long time to keep a person in suspense."
"And yet you knew the wait would be long," the silky voice drawled, "she will arrive in three days and you will protect her with your life - such as it is."
"She?" The doctor questioned politely.
"Yes, she!" came the irritated reply, as if he had expected the doctor to know what was going to be asked of him, "She needs a safe haven for a few years, a place to …..convalescence."
"Your asking us to give a home to a human? I'm not sure…"
"It's for the best."
"I cannot guarantee her safety in a house full of vampires."
"There were only three of you last time, and all animal drinkers…."
"There are seven of us now and our diet has not changed, however…..mistakes have….occurred," if the doctor could have blushed he would have been scarlet faced by now.
"She will have no human scent and is more than capable of vending off a few vampires. In fact I'm sure she would enjoy it, insufferable know it all that she is," the dark man finished speaking and although the words were biting the doctor could easily ascertain the affection behind them.
"If she is, as you say, capable of defending herself from vampires may I ask why she would need our protection?"
"That is not for you to know, but rather something she may divulge to you if she so chooses," the words were impatiently spoken, "will you give her refuge?"
"Of course, was there ever any doubt that I would Professor?"
"Good, as I said she will arrive in three days, I expect you to make her feel welcome, her life has not been…easy," the doctor sensed that that may have been understating the case going by the Professors expression, not that it had changed much, merely a tightening of the lips, "she needs….quiet, a time to recover and be….normal."
"And is she…"
"A witch, yes, and yet she will fit in around muggles having been raised by them. I must leave…"
"Wait, how old is she? Will she need to go to school? What about food?"
"She's seventeen, of course she needs food and if you suggest schooling I'm certain she would be delighted," came the acerbic reply before the man disappeared.
Carlisle Cullen smiled to himself as he mentally prepared to tell his family what was to come. They themselves had only arrived in Forks two days previously, the 'children' were due to start school again in just under a week. They would have to prepare a story for the arrival of yet another teenager into their family.
Apprehension filled him at the thought of his family not accepting the girl who had 'been through much' and 'not had an easy life', but his curiosity was overwhelming him more than any apprehension might as he ran towards his home.
He would finally be able to find out more about the wonders of magic, he might even be able to ask the girl questions. Her name might be a good place to start, he thought.
And maybe he could ask her what a 'muggle' was.
Just a short prologue, I am hoping to try something that hasn't been written before (although it probably has)!