A/n: Well, I've gotten a lot of reviews lately. It makes me happy to see that so many of you like my fanfiction so far! Here's chapter three, and I hope you all like this one as much as the last one!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own either Harry Potter or Twilight. :(

Bella Potter: The (Unknown) Twilight Chronicles

Chapter 3: The Order of the Phoenix, Part 1

(Bella POV)

After I was reunited with the rest of the family, we all ended up in the kitchen, eating eggs and sausages, and catching up on what had gone on while I was away.

"So, they all showed up at the Dursley's, and busted you out of there?" I asked, sipping my orange juice. Harry chuckled.

"Yep," he replied, "Reminds me of when you lot busted me out with the flying car back in second year." Ron laughed sheepishly, as Mum gave us all a disapproving look. I rolled my eyes, laughing at Fred and George's guilty expressions.

"Well, that certainly does exciting," I said, "Although, Fred and George being allowed to Apparate was pretty amazing as well."

"Yeah, them sneaking up on everybody, and appearing out of nowhere," I heard Ron mumble under his breath.

"At least you didn't get expelled for protecting yourself and Dudley from the Dementors," I added. Harry smiled at me, and for a second, the world seemed a bit brighter.

"What about you, Bella?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah," Ginny added, "what happened with you over the past few months?" I hesitated; I didn't know what to tell them.

"Come now, everyone," Dad said, grabbing his bag and wand, "Bella's had quite a morning. Why don't you let her finish unpacking and get settled, and we talk about when I get back from work, all right?" Everyone nodded in response.

Thank goodness, I thought, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

After breakfast, I walked back into the foyer to grab my bags and bring them up to the room I'd share with Hermione and Ginny. Suddenly, the bags were ripped from hands as the sound of a Crack! was heard behind me.

"HEY!" I exclaimed, turning to face Fred and George, my bags in their hands.

"Don't worry, Issy," Fred said, winking.

"We've got this for you!" George finished, and with that, they disappeared with yet another Crack! I sighed lightly. I turned back around and looked at Harry.

"If I were you," he whispered, in case they were listening in, "I'd keep an eye on them. They'll probably do something to your stuff." He smiled, and then walked up the stairs to work on his summer work. I shook my head lightly.

Guess the same thing happened to him when he showed up, I thought, chuckling. Quickly, I grabbed Kyo and Maxine's cages, and ran them upstairs. But, once I got to the floor my room was on, I tripped over something and fell to the ground.

"Oof!" My breath left me as I landed on my stomach, the cages rolling away on either side of me. I sat up on my hands and knees, looking to see what I tripped over.

"Stupid muggle-lovers and mud-bloods," something mumbled, "Oh, what would Mistress say if saw all these people around here, ruining the reputation of the Black house." I turned around, and came face to face with a house elf.

"Who are you?" I asked politely, smiling. The house elf frowned at me, and turned back towards the table by the door.

"Who this girl thinks she is," it mumbled, "speaking to Kreacher in such nice way. Mud-blood, she must be." I felt my jaw drop.

"Why you little-"I started, but someone came up behind me and said, "Kreacher, get out of here! Go back to your chores."

"Why of course, Master," the house elf said, "Kreacher lives to serve the house of Black." As the house elf headed down the stairs, I heard him mumble a few things that I couldn't make out.

"Sorry about him," the person said to me, "he gets a little edgy around strangers." He held his hand out to me. I took it, and looked up to see his face for the first time. My eyes widened.

"S-Sirius?"

A/n: There's the third chapter. Part 2 will be up as soon as possible. Please read and review. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM IS GREATLY APPRICIATED!

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The Nightopian Princess