A/N: I do not own any of the characters. They belong to Stephanie Meyer, J.K. Rowling, Disney, and the WB network. I only own the plot.

This takes place after Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince and after he kills all of the horcruxes, except for the 7th one. This takes place after Eclispe and after Buffy has saved Angel's soul. I don't know if the Buffy's part is right because I haven't watched that many episodes. If I am wrong in anything, please tell me and I'll correct it. And yes, I purposely spelled Swan with one "n" because even though Elizabeth Swann has two "n's."

I hope you like.

The Phone Call- Bella's POV

Today has been the best day of my life. I have married the man I loved and am in complete bliss. The wedding ceremony was magnificent. Alice has done an amazing job. It was held in the Cullen's backyard and everyone in town attended. Everything was done over the top, but I didn't care. Today was my special day. Charlie had given me away and the vows were said in a blur. The only parts that I can recall were the "I do's" and our kiss, but other than that, all I remember is starring into those warm pools of topaz.

Right now I am dancing in Edward's arms. Everyone has cleared off the dance floor for our first dance. I can honestly say that being Mrs. Edward Cullen isn't as bad as I thought it would be. My arms are currently around Edward's neck as he twirled us around. I just wished that this happiness could last forever. But sadly, it didn't. I felt a shiver of cold run down my spine and I shuddered. But this shudder wasn't of cold, no. It was something different and it left an eerie feeling in me. I guess Edward noticed the shiver because he chuckled.

"Are you cold, love?" he asked with an amused smile.

"No, not really. How strange," I answered, pondering over the feeling that the shiver left behind as Edward guided us off the dance floor and to a table. "Edward? Can you get me some water?"

"Of course," he mumbled as he kissed my forehead and left.

I sat down on a chair and noticed the full moon and gazed at its beauty in awe until I noticed a flicker of black. I examined the sky more carefully and found some cloaked figures making their way across the sky. It couldn't be. Something is wrong. I should call him, just to make sure.

"Here you are, love." Edward had returned with the water.

"Thanks," I murmured as I absent mindedly took a sip and placed it on the table. I examined the sky again just to make sure what I saw was correct. My eyes had just caught the last cloaked figure hide behind a cloud when I looked up.

"Is there something wrong, love?" Edward asked as he knelt in front of me.

"Nothing to worry about," I said, looking into his concerned face.

"Are you sure I can't do anything?" he asked.

"Uhmm, can you go and get my mom?" I asked.

"Sure," he answered a little uncertain and confused, but left to get Renee. About five minutes, he had come back with her.

"Hey, sweetie. Edward told me you wanted to see me?" Renee asked happily, but also confused.

"Yes, I did. But first, Edward can you get Charlie for me?" I asked. He looked even more puzzled than before, but nodded and left. "Mom, do you still have the Weasley's phone number? I think Mr. Weasley still has that muggle phone."

"Yeah, here you go, sweetie. But why do you have to call them?" She handed me her cell phone.

"Because I need to speak with him," I stated simply as I pressed the 'send' button. The telephone on the other end rang three times before someone finally picked up.

"Hello?" asked an uncertain, male voice.

"Yes, hello. Is this the Weasley residence?" I asked. Just then, Edward had returned with Charlie.

"Yes, it is. And may I ask whom am I speaking to?"

"Isabella," I replied simply.

"Oh my! Isabella Marie Potter Summers Swan Turner?! Is this really you?!" shrieked the voice.

"Yes, it is. But now it's Isabella Cullen. I just got married today," I giggled.

"Oh! Well, congratulations!"

"Why thank you, Mr. Weasley. But the actual reason why I called is to ask if Ron and Ginny have left for school yet?" I asked.

"No, school doesn't start 'till five more days."

"Is Harry with your family at the moment?" I looked over to see that Renee was smiling; Charlie was surprised that I would call, and Edward just looked completely confused.

"Yes, would you like to speak to him?"

"Yes, if he isn't busy." I heard him put down the phone and his footsteps up some stairs.

"Hello?" a motherly female voice said.

"Hello. You must be Mrs. Weasley. It's been a while since I have last seen you. I'm Isabella."

"Oh! Dear, how are you?!"

"Happy and married. My last name is Cullen now." I had an amused smile on.

"Oh my! I can remember that you were just an infant and now you are married! When did you marry?!"

"Just today, actually."

"Oh! I wish you the best of wishes for you and your husband! Here comes Harry now. Bye, dear."

"Bye, Mrs. Weasley."

"Hello?" said a deep boy voice.

"Hey, Harry. It's me, Bella," I said with a smile. I missed my brother.

"Hey. How are you? And how is America?"

"I'm perfectly fine. The only thing has changed is that I'm married," I said and looked back up to the sky.

"What?! You're married?! Bloody hell, my baby sister is married before I am," he said, surprised.

"Yeah, I know. Sorry I didn't invite you. But I actually called because there is a problem and just wanted to know if it is major."

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Is there a problem going on with the ministry over there? Because when I looked at the sky I saw some dementors. Is there something wrong? What does Dumbledore think about this?" I asked, worried. Harry was silent for a moment before answering.

"Dumbledore is dead, Bella," he murmured so softly that I barley heard it.

I gasped. Dumbledore can't be dead! He just can't! This is impossible! I felt some tears already spilling over and down my cheek. I looked over to see Renee's, Charlie's, and Edward's worried eyes. "Harry, are you serious?" I could hear soft murmured "yes." I let a sob escape my lips and wiped the tear stains away with my hand before continuing. "When? How come no one over knows?"

"I don't know, Bella. And he died just last year." His voice sounded like he was in pain. Just as he said that, he sent me an image of Dumbledore's last moments. It was horrifying. Dumbledore was standing in his office and then he was struck with a spell from….Snape! Then Dumbledore collapsed to the ground, out cold. How in the world could Snape do that?! Dumbledore trusted him and our parents trusted him because Dumbledore trusted him.

"Oh My God!" I began to sob more. I felt a hand gently rubbing my back. I looked over to see Renee. I stopped the sobbing for a moment and said, "Harry said that Dumbledore died last year." Renee stared at me in horror and looked at me. I just nodded to confirm the news and she too began to cry. Charlie looked even sadder than when Harry Clearwater had died and was trying to hold back tears.

"Bella? Are you still there? Everything is going to be fine," Harry said from the other line, trying to be brave.

"Just cut the crap already, Harry! You don't have to be brave for me! Dumbledore is dead because Snape killed him! And I am also going to bet that the Ministry is going haywire over there," I said this all in one breath, letting a final tear graze upon my cheek. I looked around the yard and saw that everyone was having a great time and decided that I shouldn't be the one to ruin their fun. "Edward, can you take me inside?" I asked looking at him. He didn't say a thing, but helped me up and led me into his living room.

"You have no idea how right you are, Bella," Harry finally replied.

"It's time, isn't it? We have to take care of this problem now," I said, my voice determined.

"Yes, it is," he sighed sadly. "How soon can you get over here? I didn't even tell Buffy."

"I can get over there in about three days. I'll pick up Buffy. Meet you at London's airport?"

"Okay. Sounds good. I need to update you with all the news. Still have your wand?"

"Yeah. I can't believe that we have to do this now. I mean, I didn't think we would have to do this until a while longer."

"I know, Bella. Don't worry. You, Isabella Marie Potter Summers Swan, were always the calm and rational one."

"Yes, I know. And you can add Cullen at the end of my name now," I said with a smile. Harry always tried to cheer me up, even if it was at a bad time.

"Oh, that's right. You're married now. I should meet your husband sometime."

"You can meet him at the airport. Don't worry, I'm going to tell him and he's a mythical creature so don't give me all this nonsense about to not bring in innocent people."

"Sure, but what is he?"

"A vampire."

"A WHAT?! How can you do this, Isabella?! I'm not really mad, surprised. If he makes you happy then I am happy for you. But Buffy is going to have you head! You know what her job is and all!"

"Yeah, but don't you remember she loves Angel? And he is a vampire, too. And besides, these vampires are different from the ones that we're used to."

"Fine. Just don't blame me when Buffy attacks your husband."

"Okay. I got to go and pack. I'll see you soon," I said.

"Yes, okay. Love you, Bella. And be careful."

"I will. I love you, too." I hung up then and gave Renee back her phone. "Renee? Can you and Charlie handle the guests while the Cullens and I talk?" She nodded and dragged Charlie out the room with her. I sighed a heavy sigh and got up.

"Who's Harry and Buffy? Why do you have to go to London? What are you keeping from me?" Edward asked. I jumped. I forgot he was with me.

"I'll tell you while we're in your room. Can you get everyone? It would be better if I told you all at once," I said while making my way towards the stairs. Before I even touched the first step, Edward had scooped me up bridal style and started up the stairs. I sighed and said, "Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, I need to talk to you guys in Edward's room as soon as possible."

When we got to Edward's room, he sat me down on his leather couch. It only took about a few seconds after I had called them and all of the Cullens were before me. I sighed.

"Okay, before I start, can someone close the door?" I waited until Emmett closed the door and I heard the click. "Renee and Charlie aren't my real parents. They are actually my aunt and uncle from my mom's side. My real name isn't just Isabella Marie Swan, but Isabella Marie Potter Summers Swan Turner. I am actually seventeen and will forever be seventeen unless I wish to grow. My mother is Elizabeth Swan and my father is William Turner. I have two older siblings, Harry James Potter Summer Swan Turner and Buffy Potter Summers Swan Turner. We are triplets. My father is a pirate/blacksmith. My mother was a lady of high society. They lived in London until they fell in love and began on their journey to find my grandfather who has been held captive on the Flying Dutchmen. On their final journey, they rescued my Uncle Jack Sparrow from Davy Jones' Locker. There was a big fight between the British and pirates from all over the world. They fought on board. My mother and father even married right then and there while they fought. My father sacrificed himself by stabbing Davy Jones' heart that he kept in a chest, but he also ripped out his own and replaced it in the chest. My father saved everyone, but he couldn't live with my mother afterwards because he had to follow the ship. On their honeymoon, which was the night right after the battle, my parents conceived me and my siblings. She only ever got to see dad once a year. After we were about six months old I believe, when she sent us to live with relatives because she missed dad so much."

"That's why our names are so long. We had our godparents name with them. My brother went with the Potters and my sister went with the Summers, while I went with the Swans. But really, our family is quite big. I have aunts and uncles and cousins that are pirates, wizards, witches, werewolves, vampires, demons, angels and every other mythical creature that is out there. As a result, my siblings and I are witches. I haven't seen them since I about four years ago when Dumbledore told me everything about our family. Harry lives in London with our most hated muggle aunt and uncle and their spoiled brat of a son. And he is the only one that goes to Hogwarts, a school where they teach you how to use spells and such. Buffy lives in Summerdale, California. She is actually, a vampire slayer. She fell in love with one, too. His name is Angel. Her demon friends are also with her and their really nice. The vampires that she hunts are different from the vampires that you know. And that is my life I guess. Do you guys have any questions because I have to go get Buffy."

I looked around the room at all their faces. Carlisle looked interested, Esme looked happy because I guess she is just glad to have a few more daughters and sons, Jasper looked like he was going to explode with all these emotions, Alice looked excited, probably because she has another shopping buddy, Edward looked thoughtful, Rosalie looked confused, and Emmett looked….well, like Emmett.

"Can someone say something?" I asked, the silence was killing me.

"That is so COOL!" Emmett boomed.

"That is so sad, about you parents," Rosalie said.

"Does Buffy like shopping?!" Alice shrieked.

"How interesting," Carlisle said.

"Yeah, uhmm. I don't know if Buffy has time to go shopping because of her, err, job," I responded.

"Bella? Why didn't you tell us this sooner?" Edward finally said.

"Because. I didn't think it was necessary until I have to go. And now that I have to go, which isn't supposed to happen until later," I sighed. Then I looked to Alice. "Alice. I'm sorry but I don't think that I can make the honeymoon. Can you help me pack?" She looked sad for a moment, but then perked up when I mentioned packing.

"Where are you going?" Edward asked.

"I'm going to go get Buffy. Then we're going to fly to London to meet up with Harry and then we're going to hopefully be able to kill Voldemort and I'll be back home before you know it," I said, making my way to the closet.

"Who's Voldemort and why do you have to kill him?" Carlisle asked.

"Voldemort is the most feared dark wizard in the world. He killed thousands of people. While I was little and stayed at the Potters with my brother and sister, Voldemort busted in and killed my Aunt Lily and Uncle James Potter because they were in his way because they were protecting us from him. He used a killing curse on us, but then something backfired and he managed to have the curse reflect off us and on to him. Now, we are the only known living survivors to have survived the killing the curse and it's a prophecy that we kill him once and for all. That is why I am going to London." Carlisle nodded and I continued. I lifted the hair over my shoulder to show them the lightning bolt scar on the back of my neck. "You see this scare? Harry and Buffy have the exact same scar. Harry has his scar on his forehead and Buffy has her scar on her shoulder. We got these scars from Voldemort's curse. It shows that we are all bound together and are cursed to do great things. Because of these scars, I can talk to my brother and sister through our minds." I watched as Alice packed some stuff into a suitcase. "You guys better go pack if you are coming. Harry almost exploded when I told him I'm married, let alone to a vampire. He wants to meet you guys." I said looking over my shoulder at them.

So what do you guys think? Should I continue? Please review! This is my first fan fiction , so please no flames.