Author notes: I thought that I would explain to the Cullens how owl postal works in a note from Harry but it took a little longer than I thought it would. I hope to have Hermione's letter soon. Hey! Thanks for all the hits and the two reviewers! (Sweetie7smiled and jesscullenxx)

Disclaimer: Ms Myers owns Edward and all, Ms Rowling owns Harry and his lot, I own the mistake and God owns the glory.

Chapter Three: Hedwig II

Bella walked into the living room and looked at her family. There was Carlisle sitting on the floor in front of the chair Esme was sitting in. Both were in the same position with one leg folded under them and the other bended at the knee. Esme's leg was over Carlisle's shoulder and her foot was resting on his up raised knee. Both were reading a magazine, hers on historic buildings and his, the monthly medical journal. Bella watched as Esme ran her fingers through Carlisle's hair and he closed his eyes and leaned his head back to allow her greater accessible. Bella turned from them allowing them their private time and glanced at Rosalie, Alice and Renesmee at the computer, looking at clothes for Renesmee.

"No" she stated simply as she saw the outfit that had caught Renesmee's eye.

"But momma!"

"No, Renesmee. It's much too old for you."

"It is the latest style, Bella" Alice began in defense of her niece's choice.

"Alice, I know she acts likes she a young teen, and looks as if she ten but she isn't even three yet!"

"I know, but she likes it." Alice whined

"Would you get it if that wasn't a factor?"

"No, of course not!"

"Aunt Alice!" Renesmee protested.

Bella turned from them and let them argue it out. She met Rosalie amused glaze before continuing to walk toward Edward. Both Rosalie and her looked out the window went they heard a shout and a wolf growl. They watched as both Jasper and a wolf, Jacob of course, jump Emmett. It took a second or two but they succeed in pulling him to the ground. The women smiled and shook their head. Rosalie went back to watch Alice and Renesmee argue about clothes the child wanted and the clothes Alice would choose for her. Edward was lying on the large white sofa. His nose buried in his own magazine but when Bella arrived at his side he rose up enough to allow Bella to sit then rested his head in her lap, his favorite place to be when they both read.

"Edward!" Emmett shouted.

"Emmett! I'm right here what's up?" Edward called back. He was lying in one of his favorite places and he wasn't moving for anything.

"Well, there is an owl out here with a letter, a really thick letter, in its beak with your name on it. And he won't give it to me."

"What?"

"It's true!" Jasper added.

Everyone got up and followed Edward out the back door onto the terrace. He paused at the top step and look at the huge white owl standing on the table Esme had out on the lawn, under the shade of a Japanese maple. As he watch, Emmett reach for the letter and the owl simply hop back out of reach to the edge of the table. Emmett decided to jump the bird and before Edward could tell him he didn't think it would work. Emmett pounced and the owl leaped back to the back of a chair out of reach again.

"No one move." Edward walked to the table and slowly made his way to the side of the chair. As soon as he spoke the owl's eyes moved to him and followed him calmly. In fact, the owl had not moved at all except to get out of Emmett's gasping hand and then only far enough for Emmett to miss. As he did again when Emmett once more try to steal the letter from the owl, the owl simply leaped to another chair with one flap of his wings and settle there watching Edward the whole time.

"Emmett, stop." Edward continued to walk slowly to the owl and the owl calmly watched. Feeling just a bit silly he said to the bird. "I am Edward Cullen." And with that the bird struck out it leg toward Edward. On the leg was a scroll of paper attached with a string. Edward slowly stretched out his hand and pulled the string releasing the scroll. He unrolled it and began to read it to himself. Less than a second later his hand drop to his side and he stared open mouth at the owl.

"What is it?" Carlisle asked.

"It's a letter from a wizard" he answered faintly. Turning the scroll to his family so that they could see the handwriting. It was printed and fairly messy, a typical man's writing.

There was a chorus of 'What's' and Rosalie's 'They found us?'

"Read it." Carlisle told Edward.

"Out loud" added Emmett.

Edward swallowed and began. "'Dear Mr. Cullen, My name is Harry Potter, you will remember that I was the wizard in the back. The one with glasses. The snow owl's name is Hedwig II. He is the son of my first owl, Hedwig. Anyway, he is a wizard postal owl. He is from a long line of enchanted owls. These owls are enchanted to deliver our mail and for nothing else. They can find anyone, anywhere but let me assure you that neither I or any other witch or wizard can use a postal owl to find out where you are. This too was enchanted into the original owls. Mainly by the dark wizards to keep the Auror from finding them. It is so embedded in them it's like part of their DNA. Of course there is no way I can prove this, but on my honor, which is very important to me by the way, I promise I will not search for you. If there is any further contract between us it will be up to you. Hermione has also promise and given her witch's honor so to speak. As to that, as soon as Heddie gives you Hermione's letter to you, you can choose to send him back without return post by saying 'go home Hedwig.' Or send him hunting for I'm sure it has been several days since he has eaten by saying 'Go hunt, Hedwig.' And he'll return to you after he has hunted and you can then send a reply back with him by saying who you are posting. Hermione's letter will be explaining who we are and who Cedric was. I stopped her from asking too many questions. I figured that you would tell us your story if you wanted us to know. I don't know how tight knit of a group you vampires are, if you know each other or not, but I did meet a vampire many years ago. It was while I was at school, he came to one of my teacher's Christmas party, Professor Slughorn, his name was Sanguini, and he came with a wizard friend named Eldred Worple, who wrote a book about their friendship called Blood Brothers: My Life with the Vampires or something like that…"

"Blood Brothers: My Life Amongst the Vampires" Carlisle corrected.

"You know this book?" Edward asked astonish.

"I've seen it" he answered slowly. "I saw it in Siobhan's bookcase. I dismiss it, thinking it was a work of fiction. Maggie likes to read vampire novels. I'll call her but finish Mr. Potter's letter first."

Edward went back to reading "or something like that. I don't know if you know him but he could tell you about me I'm sure as Mr. Worple has been after me for years to write my biography – ugh, Hermione will explain that too. Again we assure you that we mean you no harm. We (Hermione mostly) are curious about you. She seems to believe that there is a story about your family that will match ours. Hermione has written to you our whole history it seems. Hope you're not too bored. Yours sincerely, Harry Potter."

"There's three post scripts written in three different hand writings." Edward stated.

"P.S. Please read my letter. – Hermione. P.S.S. Yeah, please! Cause there be no living with her if you don't- Ron"

"That's her husband" Edward explained as Emmett and Jacob laughed. "And the last one is from Harry's wife, I believe."

"P.S.S.S. Please post us back, too. Your daughter is lovely."

"That's it." He said as he dropped the letter on to the table, as soon as he did the owl hopped to the table and lowered Hermione's letter on top of Harry's note, then look expectantly at Edward. "Go hunt, Hedwig." He told the owl and it took off into the nearby woods.

"Why didn't you just send it back." demanded Rosalie. "You cannot seriously be thinking of writing to them, can you?"

"I don't know. But I want the option." Edward answered. He turned to suggest that Carlisle call Siobhan but saw that Carlisle was already on his cell phone.

"Ah, yes, Siobhan. How are you? Liam? And little Maggie?" Carlisle asked while his family waited impatiently. "Good, good." He looked up and saw nine pairs of eyes staring at him. He cleared his throat and put the phone on speaker before saying to his friend. "Well, the reason I'm calling is about a book you have on your shelf. About a vampire named Sanguini…"

"Aye." a strong Irish voice answered. "What about him did you keen to know?"

"Do you know him personally?"

"Aye," she answered puzzled "Carlisle what…"

"I'm sorry, I'll explain in a bit, just a couple more questions." Carlisle interrupted. "Does…Has he…Is the book true? Does he know a wizard?"

"Carlisle," she whispered "how do you know about wizards"

"Well, Edward met one, actually he met…"

"When?" she demanded.

"two wizards and two witches. Husbands and wives." He continued before answering her demand. "A few days after we left you and when to England. It was in London. The day before we left for home."

"Really?" she question excitedly. "Did he find out who they are?"

"Yes. One was named Harry Potter and his wife Ginny…"

"He met Harry Potter!" she shouted.

"Yes, do you know him?"

"No, but Sanguini met him once and was very impressed, even as a young lad Sanguini could see the character of him. He said that with his gift he could see that Harry Potter had nobility. He said it shone through his eyes, along with great strength and great sadness. He talked a great deal of this boy and wanted to met with again but there was great trouble brewing in the wizard world and he was afraid to get involved."

"Trouble?" Carlisle questioned worried.

"Oh, that been done with for years. Sanguini heard from his wizard professor friend that Harry save the wizard world a year and a half later by ridding it of its worse wizard. Oh, but I would love to met the boy, but I guess he would be a young man now. So, how did you, Edward meet him?"

"One of the witches, a Hermione Weasley, greeted him because apparently he looks very much like one of their departed friends. It was on a London street. Bella and Renesmee were with him and he didn't want to risk them being around something he didn't know. So they didn't stick around for long."

"I can understand that reasoning." She said but still sounded disappointed that was all there was to the tale. So Carlisle feeling sorry for her disappointment continued.

"Edward got a letter from Mr. Potter…"

"By owl?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Sanguini got a letter from a professor Slughorn once that way while he was staying here. Damnest thing I've ever did see."

"Err, yes." Carlisle agreed.

"So, what did the letter say?"

"It introduce the owl, explained it function, give Sanguini name as way to check his story and a request for an exchange of letters to we can get to know each other." Carlisle didn't want to take the time now to explain about the other letter especially since they hadn't read it yet.

"Are you going to write back?" Siobhan wanted to know. But Carlisle didn't even know that yet.

"The family is going to discuss it but I wanted to get more information first."

"I understand. This is so exciting. Let me know what you decide." She said in a rush and then hung up the phone without waiting for Carlisle answer.

"So, what are we going to do?" Rosalie wanted to know.

"Well," Carlisle said as he walked to the table and sat down in one of the wooden chairs. "I suggest find out what is in Hermione's letter before we discuss anything."

Edward sat in a chair and look at the letter that was still resting on the other in front of him. It was addressed to Mr. Edward Cullen, United States of America. "Yep," he thought "that's me"

"O.k. let's see what Ms Hermione Weasley has to say" he pick it up and turned it over. He raised his eyebrow when he saw the wax seal. He didn't think anyone did that anymore. He looked at his family as they sat themselves around the table. He looked at Bella and she gave him an encouraging smile. Taking a deep breath he broke the seal and opened the envelope.

a/n: There an inside joke in there. It's a phase from an old television show. Real old, start out in black and white then when to color in season two, it was magical. May be before your time but it's on Nite at Night. If anyone figures it out I give you honorable mention in my next update. The name of the show and the phase. (I've given you two hidden clues.)