Yep. It's here. Chapter one.

I was a little worried after wrting this chapter that I made Bella too OOC in certain parts, so I had my new friend TwiCrazed read it for me and she took away my fears. Thank you. This chapter is dedicated to you.

I have officialy gone insane. My grandma came home from the hospital on Wednesday. Now she's bugging the hell out of everybody. Not that we still don't love her. We do.

OH MY GOD!! I saw New Moon opening weekend. It is epic! Personally, I thought it was even better than the book. But that's just me... and my aunt. GO SEE IT!!

Okay, I'll stop babbling and let you read.

Enjoy!

I do not own Twilight or Harry Potter. I do however own this plot.


You Know These People?

EPOV

"How could I have loved someone like the one I see in you?
I remember the good times baby, now, and the bad times too
These last few weeks of holding on
The days are dull, and the nights are long

Guess it's better to say goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you"

Don't get me wrong, I was ecstatic that Bella was getting along so well with Alice, but couldn't they pick a different (not so annoying) song to bond over? Right now I could hear the two of them laughing as the song ended.

Emmett sat next to me on the couch, controller in hand and Grand Theft Auto playing on the screen. Carlisle was at work and Esme, Rosalie and Jasper were all out hunting in preparation for tonight.

There was to be another thunder storm.

And this time there wouldn't be any nomad vampires interrupting the game and trying to kill my fiancé.

Fiancé. Bella had agreed to marry me only a week ago, but it seemed like so shorter. Ever since, Bella's been trying to tell me something, only I've been to happy to care. It's almost like every time she opens her mouth I have an urge to shove my tongue in it. Several times I have resisted. Several times I haven't.

Still, Bella hasn't told me whatever it is that's on her mind. I know she'll think of a way though. My little human is very creative.

Zipping down the stairs, Alice jumped up next to me, tucking her legs under her. "Edward! It's almost time! It's almost time! Almost time!"

Bella giggled from the bottom of the stairs before padding over and plopping down into my lap. "Alice has been bouncing like a jumping bean for about an hour now. It's starting to make me dizzy."

"Alice," I laughed leaning over my Bella to get in my sister's face. "Stop making my fiancé dizzy. Or I may just hit you with a pen."

"Ooh, scary pen!" Alice and Bella mocked together, then broke into a fit of giggles.

"Come Alice!" Bella demanded, freeing herself from my grasp, my arms felt empty without her in them. "Let's hurry back up stairs to… do… the thing…."

Alice stared at her for a moment, before exhaling. "Oh, yeah. The thing. We better go do that…."

Both of them went silent and stood in place, rocking back and forth on their heels.

"Well," Alice drew out. "We're just gonna go."

Then they both back away slowly, turned in a flash and quickly ran up to the second floor.

Emmett and I gazed at each other in confusion till both of us shook our heads and turned back to his game. Only this time I picked up a controller and joined in.


It was a few hours later and all of us sat in the living room, Bella on my lap, anxiously waiting on Jasper, Rose and Esme to get back from their hunt.

Alice sat in an arm chair within Bella's line of view, it also happened to be a part of mine, which obviously, she figured out because she and Bella were making weird hand signals to each other. It was like their own version of sign language.

Ten minutes into waiting, Emmett got bored. So, he and Alice decided to put on a movie. Witches. To which (LOL, sorry, kinda loony… bad joke) Bella snorted. Then shrugged when I raised an eyebrow in question.

Through the entire movie, Bella acted really weird. She'd snort when certain moments about witches would come on and laugh when they casted spells by snapping. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was either a witch or had met one.

But I did know better. Witches and magic didn't exist. Yeah, it might sound a little hypocritical, coming from the vampire who lived down the street from the werewolves, but I knew witches weren't real. They were just something to dress up as on Halloween.

Besides Bella didn't look like a typical witch, no green skin, no pointy nose, no wart or boil. Just a perfect beautiful face.

When only ten minutes remained of the movie, the others finally returned. As soon as the door had opened, Bella squealed, jumped off my lap and shut off the movie. Earning a groaned 'hey', from Emmett. Even though, he had seen the movie about five hundred and eighty-two times since we bought it.

Now as we ran through the forest, my love had her face buried into my shoulder, blocking the surprisingly present sun from her eyes. Her cap, that Alice insisted she ware, was surprisingly still sitting on her head.

Upon entering the clearing, the bases were marked, the pitcher's mound set and the watcher's area clearly crossed off a safe distance away, yet still in seeing distance.

Hopping off my back, Bella kissed my cheek and skipped off to meet Esme in the 'watching zone' as Emmett and Bella dubbed it.

"Alright!" Esme called, her voice carrying over the empty field. "Batter up"

Two hours later, it was getting dark and the teams were tied.

I guess it was a good thing Alice asked Charlie if Bella could stay the night tonight. We would be here for a while and although, she seemed wide awake now, I could tell she'd be getting real tired soon.

Esme would take her home should she fall asleep before the game ended.

Then suddenly, everything was happening all over again.

Alice's gasp had interrupted the game. I keyed into the vision, gasping myself.

The vision was just like the first one. The one that showed James and his coven coming to play.

Except, these weren't vampires. They didn't act like, nor look like one.

But they weren't human.

The group consisted of two females and one male. The male looked to be reaching mid-life, his face warped with scars. His clothes were torn and in tatters. Although his t-shirt, holey jeans, and sweater looked poor, not to mention casual, but around his shoulders hung a black velvet cloak, that trailed along behind him.

The girl on his right looked to be about seventeen, a year younger than Bella. Her brown hair was pulled up and she was slightly better dressed than the man, although just as casual. A black cloak, not velvet, also hung around her shoulders. But as the man let his fall, she held hers up to her face. As if to block out the cold.

The last woman, the one on the left, seemed to be about thirty. Her hair was dirt brown, and he wardrobe was slightly more fancy than the others, they were also bordering on punk style. The cloak she wear hung like the man's, but was purple in color, matching her purple and black plaid skirt.

Bella's gasp and Esme's scream brought us back to the present.

My jaw dropped at the sight. A silver, ghost-like lynx stood on the pitchers mound. My jaw hit the ground when it opened it's mouth.

A smooth, deep, authoritive voice sounded through the field.

"Scrimgeour is dead. The Ministry had fallen. They are coming."

Bella's heart started beating faster. The smell of her fear filled the air.

Bella." Jasper hissed. "I thought you were supposed to be protected here!"

What? I could have sworn he'd be telling her to calm down!

"I did too Jasper." Bella's shaky voice answered.

In a split second, I had her standing half behind me, the rest of the family lined up around us in the same manner.

They entered like the James coven. Without the smirks. No, these were replaced my grim expressions. When they were about ten feet in front of us, a short distance for a vampire, they halted.

I turned to look at Carlisle, getting his permission, like always. After he nodded, I re-faced the new comers, focusing on the elder woman first.

She doesn't look that different. Alastor said she wasn't recognizable when he saw her. Hmm… are those golden eyes? She gasped, out loud and mentally. VAMPIRES! Why is she hanging out with vampires!

How did this woman know! Who's Alastor? And more importantly, who he hell is she? Maybe his mind'll give more feedback.

Nothing.

His mind wasn't there.

Just like Bella's.

Could it be possible?

Growling in a little frustration, I forced myself into the youngest's head.Ugh, seriously? Vampires? Could she stay out of danger for even one day? I mean, six years straight of near death experiences and Mona still can't stay out of trouble when she's on… oh what do the muggles call it…? Oh, yeah! Witness protection. The four of them have to be the greatest danger magnets ever to exist!

More questions! Who's Mona? What are muggles? Who are 'the four of them' and why is Mona on witness protection? And why are they thinking of her now? I mean, no one here has that name. It'd be kinda hard to miss. Not exactly common.

Out of the corner of my left eye, I saw Carlisle open his mouth to welcome the strangers. But before anything could come out, another voice called out. "Wait!"

Bella's.

Stepping out from behind me to stand by my side, she carried on. "What was the last thing Albus told us before he died?"

We stared at her in confusion.

It was the male who answered. "Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him."

Bella nodded and moved to the woman on his left.

"It's her." The man called, shrugging. "I checked earlier."

Bella sighed. "Fine. Now… what the hell are you doing here! And what did Kingsley mean when he said 'the ministry has fallen?'"

"Exactly that." He muttered gravely. "They killed Scrimgeour and are taking over as we speak."

"You were supposed to be watching him!" She shrieked. "And how do they know where I am!? That's why I'm in hiding!"

"We know." The woman on the left answered. "But right now we need to get you to a safe house."

"Speaking of safe." The male began, sounding like a concerned parent. "Vampires aren't exactly safe Bella."

She nodded sheepishly as my jaw dropped. "I know." Bella smiled up at me, her eyes shining brightly, while taking my hand. "But I couldn't help it."

The youngest chuckled. "Knew you couldn't stay out of trouble. Maybe for once Trelawney was right."

Bella gasped, spinning her head around to stare at the girl. "Don't ever say such a horrid thing!"

Then they both broke out in giggles.

"Girls!" The man shouted. "Now is not the time, We-"

He was cut off by several loud cracking noises. Kind of like the ones Esme's windows make when Emmett and Jasper fly through them.

Five eyes widened.