Yes everyone, you get two chapters today, but remember it will be two weeks until you get the next one!

I want to thank Pienuniek for all of her hard work, being my sounding board and helping work through all of the many, many ideas we've had for these stories. In fact we have PAGES of discussions on those very ideas. I also want to thank Sally Hopkinson for coming on board to help beta this monstrous project and Fran Walsh for pointing me in her direction.

Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer, and Harry Potter to J.K. Rowling, no copyright is intended.

I'll let you get to it, see you at the bottom.

Chapter One – First Meetings

"Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, may I please have some paper and ink?" a young girl, about ten years old, asked while she skipped into an odd-looking kitchen.

"Of course, my sweet Isabella. What do you need them for?" the aforementioned Mrs. Weasley asked as she pulled some parchment, ink, and a quill down from a shelf to put in front of her.

Isabella smiled a stunning smile for one so young. "I'm going to draw my Edward and his family."

Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Well, okay then. We wouldn't want you to stop drawing your Edward now, would we? You'll be drawing his family too? How many pieces will you need?"

When her answer didn't come immediately, she looked at Isabella to see her contemplating with her eyes closed and her finger tapping her lip.

"Hmmm, I'll need eleven, please."

Again, Mrs. Weasley nodded, took out her wand, and replicated eleven pieces of parchment; she then floated them to the table in front of the sweet girl.

"Isabella, I have a feeling Hogwarts will be calling for you soon. For Ron too, just like his brothers before him. I'll miss you all when you're gone."

Isabella looked up from her drawings. "I'll miss you too, Mrs. Weasley. But things will be better, you'll see. Plus, we won't be gone forever."

It was well into the afternoon when Isabella had finished her drawings. Mrs. Weasley saw them on the table and decided to look through them. Her eyes grew bigger and bigger when she came to the last few pictures. She turned to the owl sitting on the kitchen windowsill, quickly wrote a note on a piece of parchment, and tied it to his leg. "To Dumbledore, Errol, quickly; this is important."

Mrs. Weasley started on that day's dinner after she had spread the drawings on the large table in the kitchen. She busied herself getting everything ready, or watching the pots simmering on the range, until she was distracted by a loud pop from outside. Seconds later, a tall man with a very long beard and half-moon spectacles tapped on the door frame.

"Albus! I'm so glad you could spare the time. Come in, come in."

"What was the urgent message for, Molly?" he asked.

She nodded to the parchment laying on the table. "Take a look, Albus, and tell me what you see. Isabella has been drawing at least four times a week since her fifth birthday, and it's always the same thing. My Edward."

"Well, she's part Veela, so if she draws anyone on a consistent basis, you should know what that means," Albus Dumbledore said. "It is unusual that she drew others, though." He turned his attention back to the drawings.

He picked them up one by one, acknowledging them for what they were. "Vampire, vampire, vampire; vampire dressed as a doctor, vampire, two more vampires, and … No!" he gasped. "It can't be. They were supposed to have died years ago!"

Dumbledore continued to stare at the last four pictures. The ones I could see that had him intrigued were of a dark-haired man whose hair was down to his shoulders, a taller, older-looking man I recognized straight away, another darker-haired man who had round glasses, and then a little boy, again with round glasses. But this boy also had a scar on his head, a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt.

"Molly, you better call Arthur home; he's going to need to look after the younger ones. It looks like you, Isabella, and I are going to be going on a trip to the United States." Albus laughed as he looked back at an older picture of Isabella's Edward. "She's even managed to tell us where they are located."

Molly took the picture from Albus to have a look before she ran from the room getting the other pictures from the last five years. "Oh, my God, she's been telling us the whole time she's been here, but I never took notice. What does it mean? And why is he hers?" she asked, holding up the last picture.

"He's her mate, Molly. Veela are immortal, and if they are lucky enough, for all their lives, they dream of just one man repetitively. Their mate. She is exceptional in that she's dreamt of his family too. But now we must prepare her and ourselves to go to Forks, Washington."

I saw the vision Alice was having as the three people in question were walking along our driveway. We were both rattled because she'd never had a vision of the past before, and the last part was clearly coming from a person's point of view who was not in the kitchen. It looked like they were looking through the bars of stairs but from a higher vantage point so that person couldn't be seen.

"We're about to have company," Alice and I called. I looked at her with a brow raised. She should have seen it before now. Alice just shrugged in response.

The thoughts I had heard were consuming me while we waited. I wondered who this Isabella was and how she thought we could be mates considering she seemed to be just ten years old. The only species I'd heard that had mates that young—or imprinted—were shape-shifters. It wasn't known that vampires acquired mates that young, but I couldn't deny I felt something for one of the beings coming up our driveway.

"Who are they, Edward?" Carlisle asked as he and the others came into the living room, including the four humans who had been living with us for nine years.

It came as a shock that there was an entire world out there hidden from us, and Carlisle knew it and never, ever thought about it. Although the day a group of people turned up on our doorstep turned his thoughts inside out and opened our eyes to an entire world of possibilities … until they asked him to hide them. They told us there was a threat on theirs the baby's life, and until he was older, we had to keep them all hidden away from the world.

Carlisle agreed, and they've been with us ever since. But I thought the time had come that we would be exposed to the world we'd been hiding from.

I answered Carlisle's question. "From what I can hear, it appears to be an Albus Dumbledore, a Molly Weasley, and an Isabella, no last name as of yet."

It was at that moment I realized I couldn't hear little Isabella. Her mind was a complete blank. I could see through Molly as she reached down to grab her hand and Isabella looked up with an adoring look on her face.

"I'm going to see my Edward today, Mrs. Weasley. I'm so excited."

"I know you are, sweetheart. And please, Isabella, after five years, you can call me Molly or Mum," she implored.

I watched as Isabella blushed. "Thank you, Molly. But I'm going to have a beautiful mother in Mrs. Cullen. She'll be my mother for eternity."

They were close enough that all the vampires in the house could hear their conversation, and Esme broke into dry sobs at Isabella's words.

"Did you say, Albus and Molly?"

I nodded as I looked over to one of the men who had been staying with us. "I did, Sirius. Should we be hiding you now?"

All three men shook their heads. "No. We've been waiting for this day. It was only a matter of time before he found us. We never could fool him in school, so it's not a surprise that he didn't figure us for dead."

"Do you know who this Isabella is? I heard she's part Veela?"

I watched as Sirius, James, and Remus all shared a look. It was Remus who turned back to me. "No, Edward. We know of the Veela, how some are opportunists who will seduce anything, and then there are others who mate for life. The one consistency is that those who dream of their mates for years on end, mate for life. They are like vampires that way. Once they mate, there will be no other."

After that, there wasn't a lot of talking while we waited for them to get to the door. Through Molly's eyes, I saw how Isabella was pulling both adults along by their hands, eager to get to the house. It took just a few short minutes before there was a knock. Carlisle was the one to get up and answer it.

He hadn't even had a chance to say anything when little Isabella piped up. "Hello, Dr. Cullen. I'm Isabella Swan, and you're going to be my daddy for eternity. Is my Edward home?"

I could feel an even bigger pull when I heard her voice close by. I had a feeling there was no doubt she was my mate. I also had a feeling I couldn't or wouldn't ever get away with anything. Jasper looked over at me when he felt the pull.

"I have a feeling that she's right. Isn't she?" he asked.

I simply nodded. The pull was getting stronger, the thing that made me hesitate was wondering how it was going to work. She was only a little girl, for crying out loud.

Carlisle, in the meantime, had bobbed down to Isabella's level. "Why is he your Edward?"

I watched through his mind as she smiled the most beautiful smile. "Because he is mine. And he'll be mine for all of eternity. We're going to be very happy together, and after I've grown up and we've gotten married, we're going to have children."

I watched as the men in the room snickered, not just at what Isabella had said but also at my shocked face. Rose, Alice, and Esme all sobbed a little when they realized she believed that. And it was then that I knew I couldn't keep her away anymore.

"Carlisle, let her in, please. I feel the bond forming already," I whispered. It also worked in shutting up the rest of the family.

Carlisle looked at me in shock. He'd never heard of such a thing before either.

"I do believe," Dumbledore stated, "that if you don't let her in soon, she's going to push her way in."

He stood. "Oh, ah, yes. Please, do come in. My name is Carlisle Cullen." He reached out to shake his and Molly's hand.

"My name is Albus Dumbledore, and this is Molly Weasley. She seems to be under the impression that you are hiding three powerful wizards and a young boy in your house," he indicated to Isabella.

Carlisle nodded reluctantly before stepping aside and allowing the three people in. Isabella came skipping into the room without a care in the world. She stopped in front of each member of my family, introducing herself.

"Hello, Miss Rosalie. You're my big sister along with Miss Alice. I know you will be the best big sisters in the whole wide world." She beamed like a sunny day. "My name is Isabella, but you are going to call me Bella."

Rose and Alice had leaned forward to interact with her, but she surprised them by leaning forward and placing kisses on their cheeks.

I watched as Rose reached out and tucked some hair behind her ear. "Well, hello, you adorable little girl. I'd be honored to be your big sister."

"Me too." Alice clapped quietly. "We're all going to be the best of friends."

Isabella beamed at them again before moving on. "Mr. Jasper, you don't need to worry; you aren't going to eat me." She giggled. "I don't smell like food! Will you be my big brother?"

Jasper, who had been standing, dropped down to his knees, picked up her hand, then gallantly bowed over it, placing a kiss. "You, little lady, are fascinating. And I'd love to be your big brother."

Again she surprised him by kissing him on the cheek and moving on to Emmett. "Hello, Mr. Bear. I don't need to ask you because you always want to have fun! And I'm fun!"

Emmett let out a boisterous laugh, bending down to pick her up. "Of that, Miss Bella, I have no doubt. I can't wait to get to know you."

She leaned in and started to whisper, it looked like she didn't know that we could hear her. "Could you please put me down on my mummy's lap?"

Esme put her hand over her mouth trying not to let out another sob. She was overwhelmed that this little girl wanted her to be her mother. She looked over at me, telling me silently that we would be taking care of her and confirming that she was my mate. When I nodded to let her know it was true, she held her hands out to Emmett. Isabella snuggled right up under her chin after she was placed down.

She sighed. "It's so nice to have a mummy who will love and care for me."

All the women in the room reacted to that statement, wondering what she had been through. Even Molly Weasley. She knew Bella had been ignored by her mother but not to what extent. She had grown to love her but knew Bella didn't see her as a mother, but I think she may come to see her as an aunt.

Esme whispered in her ear. "You don't have to worry about it ever again. I will always love and care for you, Bella. I promise." It was that promise that made Isabella break down into sobs. It looked like she'd been holding that in for quite some time. "Hush, shhh, my beautiful girl. I'm always going to be here."

While Bella had her cry, Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley walked over to Remus, Sirius, and James. It was a teary reunion for them; they'd been friends before everything went down.

When Bella finished, she got up and walked directly to me. She climbed up onto my lap with no hesitation at all. She placed her hands on either side of my face before leaning in and placing the smallest, softest kiss on my cheek. "Hello, my Edward. I'm your Isabella. We're mates, and I've been dreaming about you for years. I'm going to call you Teddy like your mother did, and to you, I'm going to be Isa."

I leaned in and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "Hello, Isa. I believe you are right because I feel the electrical charge between us that the other mated couples feel. Do you feel it?" She nodded so hard I thought she was going to pop her head right off. The others snickered at her. "I can't wait to get to know you better too, and I'd love to be your Teddy."

"Good." She yawned before laying her head on my chest and going straight to sleep. Again, the others snickered as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her to me. She was the most adorable child I had ever seen. I had a feeling she was going to grow into one stunning woman.

"Well, that was certainly the most interesting introduction we've had in a while. Is it true?" Emmett commented.

I nodded, but it was Jasper who answered. "Their bond is already strong. I can feel what they are feeling and just being together like that is enough. They're mates, but the mating instinct isn't there yet."

"As well it shouldn't be," Albus stated. "And it won't be there until she comes of age around sixteen or seventeen. She'll go through the usual puberty stage when she is supposed to, but she will not be ready, and the mating instinct won't be there until her scent changes for the second time. It'll change at puberty when the extra hormones start, but it's not until they settle down, that the mating instinct will arrive. By that stage, if you have any morals that need either adapting or completing, you'd better do it because you'll both find it hard to stave off the completion of your bond. Now, how much do you know or have these three shared about Veela?"

"Only what they told us before." We explained what they'd told us when I'd asked earlier, but that was all they knew so that was all we knew.

Albus pointed at the three wizards. "We'll get to you three in a minute, but I need to explain this to them." They nodded like admonished boys while little Harry looked on in confusion. "And I'll explain to you, my dear boy. We have a lot to work out and not a lot of time to do it.

"They are right. Veela are immortal. They live as long as you do. They were also right in saying that those who dream of their mates, mate for life. There will be no other for her, Edward, like there is no other for you. Veela are also known for seducing any single man to do their bidding; they can be ruthless and cold in their lives. I have some information for you to read before we leave here today although I know it won't be long until you all follow us."

"Edward?" Remus interrupted.

I looked over at him and nodded, letting him know I was listening.

"You've heard of imprinting? Through the La Push shape-shifters?" Again I nodded. "It will be much like that. You will be what she needs you to be, at this stage, and for a little while longer, it will be as a best friend and protector. It will, of course, change in intensity as she gets older or if she's in trouble, but for now, know you will be her very best friend above anyone else," he concluded.

That set my mind at ease. He had guessed that I would be worried about our connection taking control before either of us was ready. I let out a big breath, relieved that at least that weight was off my shoulders. I know I should still be a little bit worried, but with Isa in my arms, I couldn't seem to find it anymore.

Albus nodded in agreement. "Now, Molly, can you please explain some of Isabella's history."

Molly stood in the center of the room; she was a little nervous. Not because of us as vampires were a standard in their supernatural life. We were something she'd come across before, granted not with golden eyes but vampires all the same. No, she was nervous because she didn't like being put on the spot. To make her feel more comfortable, I made the decision to offer her a dining room chair to sit on. When Alice saw the vision, she got one for her.

"Here, Molly, this might be more comfortable than standing in the middle of the room."

"Thank you. Alice, right?"

Alice nodded before taking her seat again next to Rosalie.

"Right, okay. I had known Bella's mother and father before she was born. Charlie went to school with the rest of us and became an Auror or magical lawman, chasing the bad guys. He chased one all the way to the European mainland, which is where he met Renee. Renee was as sweet as they come when she was with Charlie and the rest of us, but could be cold to outsiders. It didn't take them long to get married and become pregnant with Bella. I'd never seen them happier than the day they gave birth to her. They moved into a large house Charlie had purchased near us, a smallish mansion of sorts. An older version of this house, actually," Molly sniffled.

"It wasn't long after we thought you-know-who killed Harry and his parents," she motioned over to the wizards on the lounge watching with rapt attention, "that Charlie found a lead on Fenrir Greyback, a foul werewolf, and took off after him. He promised to come back, but it was a promise he wouldn't be able to keep. A few weeks later, the Ministry of Magic knocked on their door and informed Renee that he was gone; there wasn't even enough left for him to transform into a werewolf himself. Renee asked us all to leave her alone after they left.

"After a few days, I went to check on her and Isabella, but they were gone. The house, furniture, and everything else was still there; in fact, it's still there, next door, but they were gone. We didn't see them again until Renee dropped Bella on our doorstep the day after her fifth birthday signing over everything. The house, her bank account, and her parental rights although we left that alone because Isabella said she had a mother who would sign them later."

Molly sighed again. "I tried to get Isabella to talk about what had happened with her mother. I knew that things had changed because Renee was as cold as a Veela could be. But she wouldn't talk about it at all, even though I knew she shouldn't keep that inside."

"Because, who wants to burden those who you call family with the sad tale of the first five years of my life," Isa piped up. I hadn't realized she'd woken. Isa looked up at me with a look that was so much older than her ten years. Tears welled, but she refused to let them fall. "After my mother took me away from all I knew, she became a Siren of Legend, only on the land instead of the sea. For the first few years, I didn't know what was going on; just that Daddy wasn't around anymore. Eventually, I began to cramp her style, but she kept me around. At least until the day I started to question the men who came home with her as to why they were going to ruin their home lives with a woman who would only use them before leaving them behind.

"It was then she started making the decisions she did to leave me with the Weasleys. I knew that was best for me, but it was the night before my fifth birthday that I dreamt of Edward for the first time." Isa got up from my lap and got a portfolio-type folder that Molly had been carrying and brought it over to me, sitting next to me and showing me the years and years of drawings.

I looked through them, handing them around to the family. "You're really talented, Bella," Esme murmured. "I want to frame some of these."

Isa blushed a beautiful shade of pink. "Thank you, Mummy. But can it wait; I have an idea. But it will have to wait until after we hear their story." She pointed at Harry and the three others in the room.

Esme smiled a soft smile that I don't think we've ever seen before, one that was going to be reserved for the little girl sitting next to me on the love seat. "Of course, my sweet girl, I can't wait to hear it." That made Isa smile a smile back to Esme that was reserved only for a mother.

"I agree with Isabella. This is a story we have to hear. A lot of people believed you perished in that house with your wife, James, and young Harry, too. So please, what happened?" Albus enquired.

We all turned to the men as this was a story none of us had heard in its entirety. I'd seen bits and pieces in their minds whenever they'd think of it but never all of it at once.

James deflated a little from the question. Even nine years later, he was mourning his wife, and I couldn't blame him. I'd never recover if Isa were taken from me.

"That night, I was supposed to be home with Lily and Harry," he started, pacing after asking Harry to sit with his godfather Sirius. "Sirius had sent an owl." I shook my head at Emmett's question because I'm sure we could get information out of them later. "He'd had an idea about who was feeding you-know-who information about Lily, Harry, and myself. I went out to meet him, and we change into our animagi to hunt him down.

"Even now, we're not entirely sure who it was because the one we thought was pronounced dead after the fact. Anyway, Sirius and I returned, still in our animal forms, to find the house in disarray. We changed and ran up the stairs to find Harry crying in his crib and Lily on the floor, gone." James stopped because his emotions overwhelmed him.

Sirius pushed Harry to Remus before he took up the mantle. Leaning forward and placing his elbows on his knees, he continued. "We took Harry and destroyed the house on the way out, trying to make it look like they were all home when it happened. It killed us to leave Lily there. We managed to make it to where Remus was hiding at the time due to his nature. We'd met up with him at the end of his cycle, and he helped get us out of the country and to the United States where we tracked down Carlisle and his family, and we've stayed in hiding ever since."

I'd watched the whole night through their eyes, and it was fascinating to see them morph into their animagi, but it made me realize that sometimes things happened to me that I have no control over. My eyesight changing to the likeness of an animal is one of them, how I hunt is another. But that's not all, things have just happened around me ever since I was younger and human. There were a lot of unexplained things that happened and continued to happen even after I became a vampire.

I hadn't realized I'd closed my eyes while listening to them tell their story, but when I opened them back up, everyone was upset over what had happened to them, especially Harry, who had lost his mother. He was sitting with a stoic look on his face, making me realize he had heard this story before. I looked around to see that Isa had moved from my side sometime while I watched and pulled a fresh piece of paper from her portfolio, some ink and a quill from her bag, and started drawing another picture.

But what got my attention the most was that Albus Dumbledore was watching me with a speculative look on his face.

However, he turned back to Sirius, James, and Remus. "You realize you need to come back to the wizarding world, considering how old Harry is?"

I watched as they nodded. "We know. But I don't want him going there as Harry Potter; he needs to have some anonymity. He'll be swamped otherwise. He's also going to need a couple really good friends who know who he is behind the name," James suggested.

Isa got up from her perch on the family room floor and walked to Dumbledore. "I might be able to help with that, Professor."

"How so, Isabella?"

"With these." She handed him a few parchment pieces on which she had been drawing. "In these pictures, we're all holding wands, including this girl—Hermione Granger. It shows we will be friends before school. That we will attend Hogwarts, in Scotland, this September."

At this, I whimpered. The bond sent a searing pain through my chest when I thought of Isa that far away from me. Isa spun around and looked at me, as did Dumbledore, and just as they started toward me, the vase on the fireplace mantle started hovering and the lights flickering. When Isa reached me, I pulled her into my lap. I lost all control and broke into a sob. Everybody screamed and scrambled for cover as the vase shot across the room, the light bulbs started exploding, and even my piano let out some rather unsavory notes.

Isa buried her head into my chest as I covered her from the flying glass and ceramic shards. The whole time though, she was trying to calm me. "Teddy, please. Take it easy; I'm not going without you. Professor, the pictures please?"

Dumbledore brought over one of the pictures Isa had drawn in the last few minutes. "See, Teddy, you're there with me at Hogwarts. You even have a wand, you're magical, and you have never been trained. You'll get that with me there; please, calm down!"

Holding her against my chest with one hand and the picture in the other, it calmed the searing pain in my chest. It also stopped things from being thrown around the room, the lights from exploding, and my piano finally fell silent.

"What the hell was that?" Emmett thundered.

"It seems Edward is also a wizard. One that has been left untrained," Dumbledore answered. "Have you lived in the States your entire life, Edward?"

I began to sit up as I regained my composure, keeping Isa near to keep me calm. I nodded as I looked up at Dumbledore, wondering where he was going with this.

"Have these things happened all your life?"

I, again, nodded my head. I had retained a lot of my human memories, and now I wondered if that was because my brain was already expanded.

"I'm surprised you haven't had things like this happen before due to the amount of power you just showed, Edward. But the reason you didn't attend school as a child would be because, in the United States, when you were school age, there was a law that segregated the wizarding from the muggle world most stringently. A lot of muggles, or No-Maj as they were called there, born as wizards never knew what the strange things that happened around them were their own magic bursting from them. Those who were noticed were initiated into our world but had to leave their muggle family behind. It makes me wonder how many were wandering around out there …" he trailed off.

"Uh, muggle born, sir?" Jasper asked with a weary voice as he and everyone else picked themselves up. Esme also went to get a couple brooms to clean up the mess.

"Yes, witches and wizards with muggle parents, or non-magical parents, I should say." He smiled down at me. "It certainly does seem like you'll be joining them this coming September, Edward. You'll be a lot older than the beginners; though, I don't think you'll mind, considering you'll be with Isabella here."

I shook my head because I wouldn't mind that. "No, that will be wonderful."

"Good!" Isa piped up from my chest with a sunny smile. "Now you'll have to move to England!"

"Yay!" Alice and Rosalie squealed in excitement. "We haven't been there in decades," they both continued.

"And we can stop drinking the aging blood potion," Emmett declared.

Molly and Dumbledore looked over at him with a questioning look on their faces. "You won't have to hide the fact that you don't age at all in the wizarding world, Emmett. But what are you talking about?" Molly asked.

Lupin stood, shaking glass from his clothes. "Ah, that I can answer. After we arrived here, we watched how much they struggled to fit in with the world around them. So we made some blood potions that would help them to blend in a little better.

"It took a while, and some experimentation to work around their venom, to get the ingredients to work, but we finally figured it out. We have a series of potions that need to be drunk at the beginning of the week. They last a week before they have to drink them again. It also helps them appear more human as they are able to eat some foods, drink specific drinks, and are able to digest them."

Dumbledore was very interested in what Lupin was explaining. "And what potions did you create?"

"Uh, let's see. We made," he held up his thumb, "one, to quench their bloodlust," next a finger was added, "two, another to make them age a bit," a dramatic rise of another finger, "three, another one to stop their distracting sparkle," yet another finger joined the others, "four, this one gives them back their eye color, and five," this was the pinky finger coming up this time, "enables them to eat and drink certain foods and to digest everything without having to bring it back up later.

"Although, they haven't been using the eye color one because they haven't been out in town a lot as of late because they've all finished school, and they don't have to work. Carlisle is the only one who doesn't use that one as he was already established in the hospital when we arrived."

It was at this point that the hungry bellies around the room decided to make their intentions known.

"Oh, excuse me," Esme startled. "I need to get dinner in the oven. You are welcome to join us, and we can continue this after dinner."

"Actually, Molly needs to get back to her family for a little while, but I'd like to accept your gracious offer, Esme," Albus intoned.

"Isabella, are you coming with me?" Molly asked.

Isa shook her head, not even removing it from my shoulder where she still rested. "Sorry, Molly, but I will be with my family until we move to England. I cannot bear to be parted from my Teddy."

Molly nodded. She'd expected as much as Dumbledore had explained a lot about how mates acted on their way over. She was sad to see Isabella go but happy she could be with her proper family. "Well, come here, child, and give me a hug. I promise to have that other thing sorted out by the time you get there."

Bella got up from my lap after confirming with a look that I would be okay and walked into Molly's arms. "Thank you, Molly. I'm sure we will see you very soon. You may want to prepare poor Ron and the other children, otherwise, he'll be all nervous around them."

Molly nodded and then sniffled a little. I wondered what she had to prepare because she wasn't actively thinking about it. She placed a small kiss on Isa's head before holding her at arm's length. "Be good, Isabella, and I'll see you soon."

Isa nodded and let her go. "I will. Be safe at home."

After that, we all got up to say our goodbyes to Molly. When I turned around to look for Isa, I couldn't find her. Before I started to panic, though, I spread out my mind reading to see if I could find her in the house near any others. What I found was actually very sweet; she was in the kitchen with Esme—who I hadn't known was missing—and helping her make dinner.

She was interested in how the "muggle people" did things around the home because she'd only ever known or remembered the way things were done with magic. Once I'd found her, I relaxed and walked back into the living room to wait until dinner was served.

The others all followed me and sat in various places around the room discussing today's revelations. They were all interested in merging themselves into the magical world, never having to hide what they were ever again. Dumbledore was talking with Lupin, Sirius, and James about what they'd been doing while they were in hiding. Yet again, Harry was reading one of the magical books that they had brought with them.

I decided to sit and just take in all the revelations of the day. I was mated. I had found my mate. Well, if you wanted to be technical, she found me but eh … details. I was also magical. It certainly explained a lot. I wondered what would happen now and how I'd go about learning to control it. Isa had told me I'd be at school with her but where would I start. I had so many questions running around my mind, but at the same time, I just wanted to sit here and sift through all the information that had been coming at us today.

I kept part of my mind on Isa in the kitchen with Esme. She was enjoying working with her hands and learning how to cook muggle-style, as she called it. I could see it all over her face through Esme's eyes. And Esme? She was having the time of her life. Harry had fulfilled some part of her mothering instinct these past years, but as he was a boy, he never wanted to do things like this with her. Not just that, but the others had him practicing magic with James' wand when he wasn't studying all things magic from his books.

We hadn't sent him to the school in town because we had to keep him hidden. That was the other aspect of starting at Hogwarts. How were we going to keep him hidden from the mass population? Hiding in plain sight didn't seem like a good idea, and the blood potions we had would only work for us. Another question for later.

I wondered what type of things we'd be learning at the school. And being in Scotland would be an experience in and of itself. I wondered if there would be any type of sporting events at the school and what the others would do while we were there. Were there other things they could do or experience?

I listened in on Rosalie and Alice and heard them talking about what Bella needed in the way of clothes while she was with us. They wanted to take her shopping with them tomorrow, which meant I would have to accompany them because I couldn't be away from her so soon. I hoped she wouldn't want to go; I wanted to show her my one special place here before we left for England.

There was yet another question. Where would we live in England? What happened there? And how many wizards were there in the world?

I checked again on Isa. I had a feeling I would be doing that a lot in the coming years. I'm hoping we had a lot of the same classes together. Although that would be somewhat distracting as, I'd want to help her instead of doing my own work. Isa was giggling with Esme and making a bit of a mess while attempting to mix something. I didn't know what we were having, but it did smell good—a fantastic side effect of the potion that helped us to eat. It would have sucked to try to eat something that smelled like dirt.

I wondered where Isa would sleep tonight because all the rooms were taken. There wasn't a spare one, but then I realized the couch in my room would do. She wasn't very tall, and she could fit comfortably on there for a few nights.

This time, I checked on Carlisle, Emmett, and Jasper. They were discussing the logistics of moving across the pond. How long would the hospital want for his resignation? What would we take with us and how would we transport it all. That made me think of the things I wanted to take from Chicago. If we didn't have to hide in the wizarding world, I wanted to take my things with me because I probably wouldn't ever come back.

I knew from listening to the others that there were different types of wands for different kinds of wizards. That made me wonder what mine would be or what Isa's would be. Or even Harry's, for that matter. I was also worried about meeting others in the wizarding community and how they would receive us. Even though the others here think they'd be okay, it still concerned me. I might continue to drink the non-sparkle potion and the eye color potion just to keep it from them as much as possible.

I'd zoned so far out into my thoughts that I didn't hear Isa come back into the room until she was climbing up onto my lap. I opened my eyes, lifting my head at the same time I helped her scramble up and wrapped my arms around her.

"Hello, my sweet girl. Did you have fun with Mummy?"

She nodded like a bobble head doll, causing the others to snicker a little at her. "I did, Teddy! Mummy knows a lot about how muggles cook and prepare food. Magic is fun, but I think doing it like that was funner. I've never been able to make such a mess before!"

I chuckled at her. "I'm glad you had fun with her. I know she had a good time with you too."

I could see Esme standing in the doorway, smiling softly at the two of us. Her thoughts were calmer, like having Isa here relaxed some part of her too.

"Really?" Isa squeaked.

I chuckled again. "She did. So much. I'm sure she'll let you help her again."

"YAY!" she squealed. "But you know what I came to tell you, Teddy?"

"No, what?"

"Dinner's ready! Time to come to the table. I even helped set it!"

I stood with her in my arms as she wrapped her legs around my stomach. "Oh, you did? You're such a good little helper, my Isa. But I guess that means we boys are going to have to clean up, aren't we?"

She nodded seriously as I placed her on the seat next to me. "Yes, you are. Even Mummy says so."

"Okay then. Let's eat!" I laughed.

~*~UHS~*~

Later that evening, after we'd had dinner and the boys and I had cleaned up, we again congregated in the living room to discuss some things.

I hoped this would answer at least some of my questions. I supposed I'd have to voice them to get that, though. Isa curled into my side, intent on the conversation this time. It was amazing that sometimes she seemed older than her years and then there were other times that she was just so young and full of life.

We left the floor open for Dumbledore to start. He was the one we were all turning to for guidance through this change. He stood and paced a little before he began to talk.

"Edward, you must have questions in regards to what is going to happen."

I nodded first before voicing my queries. "I do, but my most important one at this stage would be how? Obviously, you start the children young, but I'm seventeen and will remain seventeen for the rest of my life. Where do I start in regards to school, and where will I be while the children are sleeping?"

"All very good questions. Let's start with your schooling. You will have to start in the same year as the little ones, I'm afraid. You need to learn the basics of controlling your magic before you can advance through the lessons. I'm sure that both you and Isabella will have no trouble; you both have an extraordinary amount of power inside you. I can see you both having a bright future.

"In regards to your sleeping arrangements, you will have your own nook in the common room in whichever house you are sorted into. It will be purely for you, and we will make sure the other students understand that as they have their beds in the dormitories."

"What will Teddy do at night then?" my sweet girl's voice piped up from beside me. I smiled down at her as she looked up at me.

Dumbledore smiled at her too. "He could do any number of things like read, do his homework, or comfort little girls when their dreams keep them awake." Isa giggled at that. "But I would also like Edward to keep an eye on the castle at night. You have an extra ability, do you not?"

I looked up at him in surprise that he had picked up on that.

"You do, Teddy? What is it?"

"I ah … I can read minds. Well, it seems every mind in this room except Isa's." Well, that's what I thought until I felt four minds close around me. When I tried to probe them, it was as if there was nothing there. "Um … now I can't read any of the adult wizards either."

"Hmmm," Dumbledore mused. "It seems that when we apply Occlumency, you are unable to penetrate our thoughts."

I heard a sniffle and looked down at where it came from, grabbing Isa into my arms and onto my lap. "What's wrong, Isa? Why are you crying?"

I rubbed the tears from her cheeks as she continued. She sniffled and took a deep breath. "Why can't you hear me?" she wailed quietly. "I want you to hear my thoughts!"

"Oh, my dear sweet girl. I don't know why I can't hear you. We'll try and figure it out, okay? We've got time, Isa. All the time in the world." I hugged her tighter to me, doing my best to comfort her. She was so upset that she couldn't talk to me in her thoughts.

All of a sudden, the minds opened back up to me, all thinking of why her thoughts would be silent. They were all thinking of doing research into the Veela to see if that was why.

"Occlumency takes a great deal of energy to keep the mind closed for long periods of time, and it is a hard thing to learn, not many wizards actually accomplish it. That will come in handy in keeping an eye on the castle at night," Dumbledore contemplated. "Don't worry, Isabella, we'll all look into it and help you find a way to talk to your Teddy. I'm sure it will relax him, as well, to know where you are at any given time by listening to you."

She looked up at me to get confirmation, and I nodded my head before cuddling her in close again. "Okay then."

After Isa had been pacified, we went straight back to what I would be doing. Dumbledore started again. "What is your range, Edward?"

"I can get anywhere from three to five miles depending on how hard I concentrate and how far I spread my gift."

He nodded. "Good, good. You'll be able to monitor the entire castle and grounds with that range. We won't be telling any of the teachers about your gift, so you'll have to be careful with it."

I nodded, showing that I understood.

"Right, Edward, anything else?"

"Uh, yes. Wands and anything else we need for school—where do we get them?"

"Diagon Alley," Isa yelled, shocking everyone in the room because nobody expected it.

Dumbledore chuckled at her. "Yes, you will get most of your things from Diagon Alley. An owl will come to you soon with your acceptance letters. I have a feeling, though, that you and Isabella will actually need special wands with special cores that are not sold in London. I'll have to take you to the European version of Diagon Alley."

"Why Europe?" Esme asked.

"Because Olivander doesn't deal with Veela in England. And you both will need a wand that can handle the amount of power you two will create. We'll do that before you go to school, don't worry. Now, any other questions, Edward?"

I shook my head. That's all I needed to be answered for now.

"Okay, anyone else have questions about school?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Good. Now, are you all planning on following Edward and Isabella to England?"

I looked around as everyone was nodding their heads.

"But where are we going to live?" Esme wondered.

Again, Isa's voice piped up from beside me. "I think I can help with that, Mummy."

"How so, Bella?"

She beamed yet again, bright as a sunny morning. "We can live in my home next door to the Weasleys at the Burrow. I can go home with my new family."

Ding, ding, ding. This is what Molly was talking about. She's getting the house ready.

"Actually, that's an excellent idea, Isabella. The home is connected to the Floo Network so getting around will be easy, and it's big enough for all of you to have your own suites within the house. So it is a bit larger than this place."

"Okay. I've had it. Owls, Floo Network. What are you going on about?" Emmett asked. He'd been amazingly patient.

Dumbledore laughed at Emmett's question. "Owls are our mode of delivering the mail. I'm sure you've noticed that muggle technology is interfered with when magic is used in this house." We nodded. "You are going to have to get used to doing without it. All your electronic devices will not work in the wizarding world. We have our own way of doing things, but everything like that will need to be sold, donated, or put into storage. There is no such thing as email or the postman; what we use are owls. Haven't the others explained this?"

We shook our heads at this. "No," Emmett pouted. "There were some things they kept to themselves. We know magic because Harry had to practice. So I won't be able to use my gaming console?"

"I'm sorry, Emmett, but since you'll be coming, and you won't have to hide your nature from the people around you anymore, maybe you can think about getting a job to fill your time." That shut him up for a minute. "Now, in regards to the Floo Network; that is a mode of transportation we use. We travel via the fireplaces with magic powder that doesn't burn. Don't worry, Emmett, we'll show you."

This had relieved some of Carlisle's concerns. "So there will be things we can do? I can continue with medicine?"

This time, it was Sirius who answered. "Of course, Carlisle. We have a whole hospital called St. Mungo's. They do practice magical medicine because we cannot sustain your equipment, but there may even be some things you can teach them. Even without the things your world has."

Isa had started to pout, sitting beside me. "What's wrong, my sweet girl?"

She threw her hands up in the air with dramatic flair. "Are you going to live in my house or not? The only one who has agreed about its location is Professor Dumbledore!"

Everyone who was talking came to a screeching halt, but it was Carlisle who came over and knelt in front of Isa. "Sweetheart, we would be honored to live with you in your house. Are you sure that's what you want?"

"Yes, Daddy!" she squealed, launching herself at him. He caught her and hugged her tightly, closing his eyes and relishing in holding her against himself as an actual daughter.

"Well, then, that's what we'll do. It'll take time before we get there because we have to close our lives here first and in the muggle world, but, yes, Bella, we'll live in your home with you."

Everyone smiled at the scene. Isa was filling a part in this family that seemed to have been missing for quite some time.

"Now, before I go, I have one more question. James, Sirius, and Remus, where are you going to live?" Dumbledore asked.

Sirius looked up at him. "We were thinking of going back to my home, but I'll need help clearing it out and removing any unwanted presences in the house."

James nodded. "We can do that when we take the kids to Diagon Alley. I'm sure the Cullens don't mind us staying for a few days when we get to England. Plus, we have to figure out how to hide Harry at school and introduce him to the Weasleys and this Hermione that Isabella was talking about."

"Okay, good," Dumbledore agreed. "I'm going for the night. I'll come back tomorrow afternoon and get a progress report on how things are going. I'll also bring information on the jobs available for all of you in the wizarding world. Although, Esme and Jasper, I might have a proposition for you. Though, I think it's time to get the little ones in bed."

As if on cue, Isa let out a yawn against Carlisle's shoulder while Harry basically fell over in James' lap asleep, the book in his hand falling to the floor with a thud.

Rose and Alice got up from the sofa they were sitting on. "Come on, Bella. Let Alice and me give you a bath. Then Edward can read to you as you go to sleep."

"Otay. I sweep in Teddy's room." She slurred a little. It was clear she was exhausted.

"I'll set up my sofa for her while you do that and set out a T-shirt of mine to sleep in. It'll be way too big but …" I shrugged, not finishing my sentence. The others just chuckled at me.

Carlisle walked over to Dumbledore; he reached out and shook his hand. "I'll see you out, Albus."

We all said our goodbyes as Alice and Rose took Isa for her bath, and James took Harry up and put him to bed. Esme got me some things to make up the sofa in my room, and I did that while I was waiting. Once Isa was washed, she came bounding into my room in a shirt that was way too big, but it was adorable. She climbed into bed and settled down without a problem.

"Do you know muggle stories, Teddy?"

"I do. What would you like to hear?"

"Princesses and Princes and happily ever afters, please."

"Of course, my sweet girl." With that, I sat on the floor near her and told her the story of Snow White and Prince Charming—the Disney version, anyway.

~*~UHS~*~

After Isa had gone to sleep, I went in search of James and Remus. Sirius had gone for his nighttime run in his animagus form. I wanted to borrow some of the books Harry had been reading just to get an idea of what I was getting into.

I collected a couple then made my way back to Isa's side.

It was later that night that I felt a change in my mind. Isa had just relaxed and settled into a deeper REM cycle when I felt something or someone opening up their mind.

Isa was standing in the kitchen with her hands on her hips facing off against none other than Alice.

It seemed as if I was watching this scene from outside the person dreaming it, as if I was along for the ride, to watch as an outsider.

"Yes, Bella. You are going to come with us today, and no, Teddy can't come with us."

"No!" Isa argued, with even the foot stomp to match. "You can't call him Teddy. Only I'm allowed to; it's my name for him."

The next phrase was said both in her mind and out loud to the room. It looked like my Isa talked in her sleep.

"And I will not be going shopping today, Alice. Teddy is taking me to our meadow for a picnic."

"You will be going, Bella; I've seen it."

Again, this next phrase was out loud, as I turned to look at her but not wanting to wake her.

"No, Alice. I saw last night in my dreams that I would not be going with you, so I won't!" This time, she threw in a foot stomp and crossed her arms. This was when Esme entered the room.

"Alice, stop trying to manipulate her. If she says she's not going shopping, then she's not going. It's not like you can't shop without her. And trying to separate mates after just coming together is wrong. You know that. She'd have to take Edward with her; stop being so stubborn, Alice. Besides, I think this one has you beat."

Esme grabbed my Isa by the hand and pulled her from the kitchen and into the living room where I was waiting with a picnic basket and a blanket.

After that Isa's mind stopped, with what I assumed was a precognitive dream, and was just left to flow through a selection of images. Most of them were me, some were whom I assumed were the Weasleys as they all had matching red hair, and some were of a statuesque blonde woman in a blue silk dress whom I suppose was her mother.

For the rest of the night, until she started coming out of her REM cycle, her mind was wide open to me, and I reveled in the fact that I could hear her.

~*~UHS~*~

After Isa had awoken, I helped her brush her teeth then took her to Esme, who had some clothes she found in her bag. She helped her get dressed in a pretty, long-sleeved dress and some tights before bringing her into the kitchen where I had her breakfast waiting.

Alice had heard what Isa had said in her dream last night but didn't want to believe that her visions could be wrong, so she was going to force the issue. I watched as she came into the kitchen after bounding down the stairs while I was preparing the picnic basket for today. I heard Jasper go into the family room and realized this was the perfect time to tell him about what I felt last night when Isa's mind opened up to me and how we could go about recreating that while she was awake.

As the scene from last night's dream started to play out in the kitchen, I walked into the family room.

"Jasper, a word?" I asked as I placed the basket on the floor and added a blanket to the mix. Noting with pleasure that the sun was coming in the windows.

He looked up from the book he was reading, giving me his attention.

"Isa's going to win that argument," I stated, catching his attention entirely.

"How do you know?"

"Because Isa dreamt that last night. When she was relaxed and into her REM cycles, her mind opened up like a flower in bloom. I watched the very scene that is playing out now. In fact, Esme is about to walk in."

Jasper stood and came over to where I was standing and watched as Esme did walk into the room to separate Alice and Isa and then led her out to me in the other room. He was in complete shock over the scene while Alice came to us with a pout on her face.

"I'll have to have a think about it. It seems she has some kind of shield over her mind when awake that falls when she's completely relaxed. Hmm …" I left him to his thoughts; he'd look to the others while we were out of the house.

"Ready to go, sweet girl?"

"Yup! I even have a backpack full of stuff Mummy packed for me. Did you know there are colored pencils? I can draw in different colors!"

I chuckled at her excitement. "I did know that, but I'm glad you can now do the same thing. Hop up on my back, and I'll give you a piggyback ride out to my car."

Isa squealed with excitement as she ran around me, and Jasper helped her up. "I get to go in a car! I've never been in one before."

I looked over to Esme, mouthing "thank you" to her.

"You're welcome, Edward. I went out and got them from Walmart last night. Shh, don't tell Alice." Esme giggled in her mind while holding her finger to her lips.. I nodded before bounding out to the car with the bag, blanket, and basket in my hand.

"I'm so excited, Teddy! Is this a car?" she asked as I set the basket and blanket on the back seat of my Volvo.

I laughed at her excitement about riding in a car but not actually knowing what one was. "Yes, Isa, this is my car. I wonder if it will be possible to use this in England."

Isa just shrugged her shoulders as I put her down on the ground; of course, she didn't know. Another question for Dumbledore. I opened the front passenger door and helped Isa climb in and put on her seatbelt. She giggled the whole time but didn't elaborate. I'd love to know what she was thinking.

I drove out of the driveway and onto the highway as Isa happily looked out the window as I made our way to our destination.

"It's so pretty here, Teddy." Isa sighed.

I looked over at her to see her almost plastered to the window. "What does it look like where the Burrow or your house is, Isa?"

She turned back around to give me her full attention, yet again more proof that she was wise beyond her years. "The Burrow is, well, that's hard to describe. It's like a bunch of small bungalows all put together to make a tower of mismatched levels. It's all held together by magic. It can be crowded and messy, but it is the most comfortable home I've had since before Daddy was killed. It's located next to a swamp, but you wouldn't be able to tell because it's pretty.

"My house is down the road a little from the Burrow, located on a huge parcel of land. I have surrounding forests, a small lake, and plenty of animals if you want to hunt and run occasionally."

I took my eyes off the road to look at her in surprise because I hadn't hunted in a long time. I ran quite regularly because I loved the freedom of it, which made me wonder if Isa would like to run with me, but I hadn't actually hunted since before the blood potions. I was actually quite happy with that.

"Why would you say that, Isa?"

She sighed, looking at me then down to her hands. "Despite what people think, I am wise beyond my years. Not only that, but when I figured out what you were, I did a lot of research as Molly has quite a lot of magical books, and I even asked Professor Dumbledore for some information about vampires. I know you drink blood, Teddy; I also know you have those potions to fit in with the muggle world. With me, though, you could be yourself; you could be a vampire at home.

"At school, I understand because you cannot hunt in the forbidden forest surrounding the school, but at home on breaks, you could forget your potions and just be."

I leaned over the console and placed a kiss on the top of her delicate head. "Thank you, Isa. I understand what you are saying, but I'm going to have to think about it because, despite the fact that I don't have to drink blood with the potions, I actually feel more like myself when I eat." I held up my hand when I saw she was going to continue arguing. "I'll take it all into consideration, okay?"

She nodded, accepting that. "Are there things you want to take with you, Teddy, when we move? Do you have any of your parents' things? The wizarding world is rather old fashioned compared to what I have seen; my house alone has things older than me in it."

I laughed at that. "Is that what is old to you, Isa? Anything older than you is old?"

She giggled. "Of course, Teddy! And anything older than that is ancient!"

"Well then, I must be pretty ancient myself." She giggled again; it was a beautiful sound. "But, yes, I want to visit my parents' home in Chicago and collect everything in the house; I just hope you have room for it."

"That won't be a problem. What Molly doesn't know is that Mother cleared out a lot of the rooms before we left, and I don't know what she did with it all, so there is lots of room for everyone's belongings."

"That's good to know." With that, we pulled up to the trail at the end of the 101. I hopped out of the car, going around and helping Isa out of the seatbelt and getting our things from the backseat. I helped Isa slip on the backpack before picking up the basket and blanket. "Okay, sweet girl, up you go." I bobbed down in front of her again and helped her scramble up onto my back.

"Ready to go?" I felt her nod her head against my shoulder. "Want me to run fast or slow?"

"Fast, Teddy!" she yelled out. I laughed before starting at a slow jog then getting faster and faster until I was at the edge of my meadow. "Oh, wow," she exclaimed as I put her back on her feet.

I followed my sweet girl into the meadow, spreading out the blanket before putting down the basket and her bag full of things to do. I watched as Isa wandered around, giggling as she ran her fingers over the grasses and picking some of the wildflowers. She came back over to me holding the little bouquet in her hands.

"Teddy, can you see if there is some ribbon in the bag, please? I want to take these back to Mummy."

I nodded before opening the bag and rummaging around inside. I didn't find any ribbon, but there were some rubber bands around the pencils. I wrapped the rubber bands around the stems before helping Isa decorate them.

After that, Isa sat down to draw some more. We discovered that not only did Esme get colored pencils and crayons, she also got some coloring books. Isa wasn't sure what those were so I lay down next to her on the blanket and showed her. She was fascinated that the whole goal was to stay inside the lines, and it didn't matter what color you filled it all in with.

"So it doesn't have to be accurate?" she'd asked.

"No, Isa. You can color in the pictures in any color you want. You can, of course, do it the way they are supposed to be, but it doesn't matter at all. Use your imagination!"

That was what we did. We lay on the blanket until lunchtime, coloring, laughing, and having a great time.

Isa yawned after taking the last bite, looking all the world like she could sleep the rest of the day away. "Time for my nap, Teddy."

I looked at her strangely. "Are you sure, Isa? Aren't you a little old for naps?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. I just know that I get really tired about now, and if I don't sleep, I get grumpy. I don't want to be grumpy."

"Shhh, okay, sweet girl," I soothed, taking off my jacket and rolling it up into a pillow. I placed it on my lap before guiding her down then wrapped her in the blanket to keep her warm.

She yawned again. "Story, Teddy."

I laughed at her demand before telling her the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast.

After she was asleep, I pulled out a book from her bag. I laughed lightly when I realized it was a copy of Disney's Fairy Tales; Esme was a sneaky thing. I figured she'd put it in there to help me remember some stories to tell Isa.

I was just finishing Snow White when I felt that change in my mind again; this time, though, it felt as if a curtain was lowering from her mind. I eagerly watched her dreams. First, they started out like they finished last night, pictures of those she loved with me at the forefront and Esme a close second.

Then they changed. Once again, I was watching from the outside. I finally put together what it felt like; it was like watching that memory from yesterday when they were walking down the driveway.

I looked down upon this scene from a set of stairs above. Looking around, I realized we were inside a very old castle. Looking up, I watched the staircases move; it was a very old, magical castle it seemed. That was when it dawned on me that I was inside Hogwarts, inside Isa's dream.

I looked back to the group of children when I heard one snide little voice sneer out a name.

"So, Longbottom, I see you've finally made it to Hogwarts. Wait 'til my father hears about this!"

"L-leave me a-alone, M-alf-foy," a scared boy said in reply.

"W-why s-should I-I?" he laughed. "Don't you want everyone to know that the Chosen One has come to Hogwarts?"

The poor boy tried to shrink inside himself. I watched in fascination as another boy, who looked surprisingly like Mike Newton, stepped in front of Mr. Longbottom. What was even more fascinating was that I could see the lightning bolt scar on his forehead indicating it was Harry.

"Leave him alone, Malfoy. Nobody wants to deal with the likes of you!"

"Better me than associating with muggle-borns such as yourself!" he sneered again. Did he not know any other way to talk?

"Better to be a muggle-born with a heart of gold than a self-absorbed scaredy cat, trying to be a leader, chicken like yourself!" Harry stated in a calm manner.

Malfoy started to raise his wand when another, much taller boy stepped up, grabbing his arm with the wand. With a startled gasp, I realized it was me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"And why not? It's not like anyone is afraid of the muggle-born wizard too stupid to get into school before!" he ranted.

Isa burst into laughter at what he said. "Ah, you dumb prig! You think you know it all. The States didn't accept muggle-borns into their schools when Teddy was of age, more fool them. Besides, this man is immortal. It doesn't matter when he goes to school."

Malfoy sneered at Isa as she laughed at him but turned so quickly back to me when he realized I was growling at him.

"Do you know what I am?" I asked. Malfoy shook his head. "Well, let me tell you this; leave them alone or you'll be dead in twenty different ways before you hit the ground. Isa is off limits to you and your cronies, so no trying anything with her either, or I might just have to eat you for dinner!"

Even from my vantage point, I could see the dawning in his eyes. Once I let him go, he ran to the back of the group with the two boys he'd come up with.

Turning back to Mr. Longbottom, I extended my hand. "My name is Edward Masen. This is my mate, Isabella Swan, and our friend, Mike Newtonian. If he gives you any trouble, come see me."

Mr. Longbottom shook my hand in reply. "Thank you, Edward. My name is Neville Longbottom, and I hope we can be friends."

"Most certainly. Come, Isa, we'll be going in soon." I watched as I grabbed her hand, steering her to where Harry, Ron, and Hermione were standing.

That was when the dream faded out and went back to random images.

It was also when I realized Isa had solved our problems in hiding Harry among the crowd. We just had to talk to Dumbledore about it.

Isa woke up not long after. "Isa, do you remember your cognitive dreams?"

She blinked as she looked up at me, rubbing her fists into her eyes. "Yes, I do. Wait, how do you know?"

I smiled down at her, running my fingers through her hair. "You'll be happy to know that when you sleep, whatever it is that covers your mind, falls away, and I'm able to see your dreams. I saw the argument with Alice last night, and I just watched your dream about Neville Longbottom."

She stared at me, stunned for a few seconds, before getting up to dance a ridiculous happy dance. She was also singing something along the lines of, "He can read my mind, he can read my mind."

It was adorable.

Then she stopped. "But why not now?"

I shook my head. "I don't know, Isa, but we can talk to Dumbledore about it. He's going to be here soon. But what was with Harry looking the way he did in your dream?"

She sat back on my lap. She struggled to get her words together for a minute. "I think we must use a potion or a spell to hide him among us. I'm not sure which one, though; it's higher up in the levels than I know. Why his scar was showing, I'm not sure."

I held her as I thought about it. "Maybe, just maybe, it was so we could tell it was him. The funny thing is that he looked like one of the kids I went to high school with when we were trying to fit in."

Isa looked up at me, startled. "What's high school?"

I looked down at her. This was one of those moments when I had forgotten that not only was she just ten but she doesn't know much about the muggle world. I chuckled at her confused face. "It doesn't matter, Isa. But I think we should get going back to the house so we can talk to Dumbledore some more."

She sighed a big, put-out sigh. "Fine. If we have to."

Chuckling as I stood us up, I said, "We have to. Help me pack, and we'll get back to the house the same way we got here."

~*~UHS~*~

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