Heya. To those asking if the pack will be in this and paired with some of the characters, unfortunately the pack will not be in this much. To those thinking I was pairing Harry/Vicky. It feels weird for me, so no that's not what I'm going to do. You will learn who Vicky will have in this chapter. And sorry for the late update, things have been crazy.

I also want to give a little shout out to Sassy (a cat), she's a stray who we've been fostering because she was pregnant. She had 4 kittens last night and they are adorable.

LM xx

Chapter 4

The next day I was even more nervous, I worried about her reaction all night. My family tried to calm me down, they talked about good possibilities with me. But I was still nervous. I was glad someone else drove that morning as even for a vampire I would not have been able to keep my eyes and mind on the road. At the school I waited for her car, it eventually arrived, and she bounded out the car and smiled when she saw me. I really wanted her to like me, I've never been this nervous to impress a human before. "Hermione, can I talk with you?" I asked.

"Sure, Rosalie." She replied and waved goodbye to her friends. As we walked to a more private area, I kept inhaling deep breaths, I was nervous as hell. Finally, we got far enough away from the school, so no one could hear us.

"Hermione. I told my dad last night about your school and he told me that you were something supernatural." I started, and she looked nervous. "You're a witch, right?" I asked, and she nodded. "Well, I am also something supernatural, and if you know what that is and still want to be my friend, um, here's my address. Pick me up on Saturday if you still like me…" I turned to run away from her, at human pace, but her voice stopped me.

"Rosalie don't run away from me. You're a vampire. Obviously, I still want to be your friend. I like you, the moment I saw you and your golden eyes. You're not the first vampire I've met, the last one had red eyes, he was a little scary, but you are the furthest from scary. Also, you were going to wait until Saturday for me to tell you this? It's Tuesday."

"Um, yeah?"

"Why wait. Rosalie, I know this probably made you nervous, but you don't have to be. I like you and I want to be your friend. You clearly don't care that I'm a witch, so why would I care that you're a vampire?"

"Being a vampire is a little different than being a witch, I can kill people." I told her angrily.

"Uh, so can I, and I have Rosie. I'm not perfect. There was a war back home, which is the reason why so many of us are here, we just want to get away from that." She said and sat down on the concrete and I joined her. "It's how I got the scar. A dark wizard, Antonin Dolohov was the one who gave me this scar." She said pointing to her stomach. "Bellatrix Lestrange gave me these scars." She said and rolled her sleeve up so I could see the red mudblood scar and then waved her wand at her neck so I could see a thin line across her neck. "I was tortured for information, we have a spell that makes your nerves stand on edge, it is such a painful spell. After she was finished she was going to give me to…well to finish me off, but also to rape me. I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I think it's good so we understand each other."

I looked at her, the first person to ever feel similar pain to me. Not only with not being able to have kids, but the feeling of being someone's plaything. I wanted to come clean to her. "I think I need to tell you my vampire creation story, since you've shared so much with me. I had a fiancée, I realise now that it wasn't love. My parents made me dress up to go to the bank so he would see me and chase after me. He did. I realised at that time, I really wanted children. One of my best friends had a child and I adored him, he looked like Emmett. I walked home after visiting her, her husband offered to walk me home, but I refused. It wasn't a long walk and it wasn't truly dark yet. I should have taken him up on his offer. I walked right into my fiancée and his gang of friends, they were extremely drunk. They gang raped me and beat me, it wasn't all they did, but I would rather stay away from the gory details. Then, they left me, I was lying on the floor, there was no way any hospital could have saved me. But Carlisle managed to. He smelled the blood and carried me back to his home and changed me. I could hear Edward asking Carlisle why he would save me. Edward's opinion of me wasn't great, still isn't. Becoming a vampire is very painful, I guess it might be similar to that torture spell. I have never drank from a human, but I have still killed humans. I killed each and every one of the people that gang raped me that night. I saved my fiancée for last, I borrowed a wedding dress and everything. I never made them bleed, because I would have drank from them, and I didn't want that blood coming into my system. I guess you think I'm a monster." I finished, dejected.

"Rosie, if I was alive back then, I would have helped you murder those assholes. They didn't deserve to live." She said angrily and I looked at her surprised. I was enraptured in my own story and my own feelings, not to see that she had tears streaming down her face. She threw herself at me and hugged me tightly. "I know I've just met you, but I feel like I've known you for such a long time." She whispered and sat back down next to me.

"Me too." I told her,

"When did you meet Emmett? He's your mate, right?"

"Yeah. We were born in the same year. 1915, I was turned in 1933 and he was turned in 1935. He was alone and attacked by a bear. I saw him seriously injured, killed the bear. I knew I wouldn't be able to turn him, I'd kill him. So I ran with him in my arms, over 100 miles to Carlisle who turned him for me. He's my other half, my soul mate and I love him."

"That is such a cool love story."

"You have anyone?" I asked.

"I had a boyfriend. He's Fred and George's younger brother. He wasn't the most supportive. During the war, he chickened out and left to go have Christmas at our mother's. He didn't get tortured like me and doesn't understand how it makes you think. He thought I wasn't trying to get over it, that I wanted to feel that way. I went off at him, and because Harry helped him, his girlfriend, Ginny, broke up with him thinking that he would crawl back to her and leave me alone. I never liked Ginny. Harry always said he never wanted to marry a fangirl, and that's exactly what she was, so I was secretly glad."

"Why would Harry have fangirls?" I asked confused.

"Well, he's a famous person among our kind. Voldemort, the guy we fought the war against was made immortal by these objects he made. It's really complicated. But, even if he died, he wouldn't really die and he could come back. Harry was the one who first killed him back when he was a baby. Harry actually says it's not true, that his mother is the reason Voldemort died. Harry is famous and was called the boy-who-lived because of it. People wrote adventure books about him, when Ginny first met him, she couldn't even talk to him, she would just squeak and go red."

"So, Harry doesn't want to date her anymore?"

"No, he has always said that I'm his sister, he told her that he could never go against his only family." Hermione laughed, and I laughed too.

"Thanks for making me stop and listen." I told her.

"Even if you did run off, I would have texted you and drove up to your house non-stop. Even I wouldn't have been able to wait until Saturday to tell you all of this." She told he and I had to laugh at that.

"So, we still going shopping on Saturday?"

"Of course." She said. "Although, Fleur wants to come too, she says she needs some new clothes, is that alright?"

"Sure, I'd love to meet her. It will be nice to have some friends that are girls. I only had two, my mum and Vicky. Then again the Denali's are okay when they're over, but they tend to stick to themselves." I told her.

"I guess we should get back, we've missed the first class." She replied.

"Whoops." I laughed and she grinned at me. We both didn't mind because it was sexual education, we both hated the class.

. . . .

Hermione's P.O.V

"Rosalie, Hermione. Miss Trigg wishes to speak to the both of you." A female teacher told us at Recess.

"Ooh, you in trouble." Fred and George sang and Rosalie and I rolled our eyes at them. We got up and followed the teacher and she led us to Miss Trigg's office. She opened the door and indicated that we were meant to sit down and we did and she left the room. I was actually quite nervous, I never normally got in trouble. Eventually the teacher walked in the room and sat down behind the desk.

"Hermione, Rosalie, any reason why you skipped my class this morning, and why you skipped class yesterday. I only know about yesterday as I talked to the nurse who reported than neither of you turned up yesterday."

Rosalie and I looked at each other. "We didn't skip yesterday, Hermione did feel sick, but felt better after we got out of the room, that's why we didn't go to the nurse's station."

"I can believe that, but why didn't you then return to the class?"

"Because I would have only felt sick again." I told her and she nodded and I know she didn't believe us.

"Okay, so why didn't you return, Rosalie? And why did you skip class today?" I could tell Rosalie was getting sick of this.

"Okay, I understand why you want the majority of students to see that tape you showed us yesterday, to warn them off of teen pregnancy. But that will never to us, neither Hermione or I can get pregnant."

"Why would that matter to the two of you, you are both too young to even think about such an outcome." She asked and I was getting angry.

"Because, people look at us different. My ex-boyfriend broke up with me because he said I was defective." I told her angrily.

"Just because we are not of the age to be thinking about children and pregnancy, it still hurts us that we can't, and tapes like that are just rubbing it in our faces." Rosalie thundered.

"Okay, I understand that, but you have to prove it to me. If you both get notes from your parents and doctors, I'll excuse you from that portion."

"My doctor is back in England."

"I'm sure dad will help you." Rosalie told me and I smiled at her.

"I will also need a phone call from any past teachers, as what I've seen from the both of you does not bode well for me." Well that was going to be hard, maybe I could convince Professor McGonagall. "Now, this module is mandatory for all students, so because you've skipped the first two classes, you are behind and probably will not be able to catch up. Because of this, you will be held behind after the day has finished, or on Saturdays. Unfortunately, this will also affect me because I'll have to teach more. So, they've got a new teacher for you. Her name is Fleur Delacour, she's French. My mouth fell open, Fleur? "So, your first new class is tonight after school, your parents will know why you are late."

"Oh, I'm so grounded." I whimpered, and I could swear evil teacher smirked.

"My mum will be fine, but dad, he believes that this medical sex ed stuff is important." Rosalie told me, and evil teacher's smirk grew wider.

"Also, your sister Victoria will be joining you, and Luna Lovegood, because we couldn't fit it into their schedule. So, you have a class. They'll be here after school with you as well. The class is in 9C, don't be late."

"Yes Miss Trigg." We said together and managed to escape.

. . . .

The four of us met up at the end of school and walked into classroom 9C to see Miss Trigg and Fleur there.

"Hello students, this is Fleur Delacour, you may call her Miss Delacour. I understand that you live with her, Luna?"

"Yes, Miss Trigg."

"Please, put that aside and address her properly. Now, I'm going home, be good." She said and left the room, Fleur just stood there and waited.

"She gone yet?" She finally asked.

"Drove out the school with her car a couple of minutes ago." Vicky answered.

"Okay, you can call me Fleur. Now, I understand you may be angry that I am the one teaching this, but I will only teach the parts that don't involve pregnancy. And yes, she told me, which I didn't like that she was so unprofessional. Now, I want to be friends to the two of you, but I am also here to do a job."

"It's okay." Rosalie answered.

"Okay, she told me to show you the first video anyway, but I am not going to do that, because I know that three of you would hate that."

"I already like you better." Vicky said in humour.

"So, first class, you ask me questions about anything within reason and I will answer." She said.

"Do you magical people have different ways for, um, prevention?" Vicky asked.

"We do. We do a lot of medical things differently to no-majs or muggles as we call them. As we are in America, let's call them no-majs."

"It's also polite." I told them. "Muggle basically means fool." I told the two vampires.

"Our classes are also different, for instance Transfiguration where we change objects. A first year Transfiguration would be matches to needles. We also do potions, and these potions can be medically equivalent to tablets and injections."

"They taste horrible as well." Luna said.

"We have several potions that we take that will not get us pregnant. It lasts for about three months." Fleur said.

"How did you meet Hermione?" Rosalie asked.

"Well, I went to a different school to everyone here. In my last year of schooling, there was a tournament on."

"The Triwizard Tournament." I told them.

"Oui, it was held at Hogwarts and I was chosen to be a champion, one from each school. There was the Durmstrang competitor, Viktor Krum. How good of a kisser was he, Hermione?" Fleur asked cheekily, and my face went red.

"Really, Hermione. You went out with a champion?" Rosalie teased and if it was possible, I went redder.

"He asked me to the dance, no one else did. Well, Ron tried when everyone else said no."

"Including me." Fleur said.

"Technically he didn't give you a chance to say no, he ran away." Luna said laughing.

"Unfortunately, Harry was also chosen, even though he was underaged." Fleur said.

"How?" Vicky asked.

"Someone put his name in as bait, it was how Voldemort came back to life, it was an elaborate plan and it worked." I told them.

"He did better than I did in the Tournament, even though he was 3 years younger than me." Fleur admitted.

"Bullshit, Fleur." I said. "Do you know how much help Harry had, from teachers, officials and us? He didn't even try to find the clue in the second task until Cedric gave him the clue."

"Why would he do that?"

"Because Harry told Cedric about the Dragons. He reasoned that he saw Madam Maxine there and Karkaroff, so he thought you two would already know, and the only one who didn't was Cedric."

"Um, dragons?" Vicky interrupted.

"He was right, Madame Maxine did tell me what she saw. Do you know that Hagrid proposed to her?" Fleur asked.

"They're cute together." I replied. "Also, don't change the subject. You did really well against the dragon, Harry only did what he did because he was told to by Crouch and I helped him learn the spell. Also, the second task was never in your favour. You're a creature of fire, Fleur, you would never do well in water. And the third task was simply rigged in Harry's favour."

"Thank you." Fleur said softly.

"You were amazing, Fleur, you still had the courage to even try the event, you still did well."

"Any other questions?"

"Maybe tell them about you being a Veela?" I suggested.

"Ah, good suggestion." Fleur said. "Like you know that we're witches, I am also something else. A Veela. We are described as a beautiful woman with gold hair and skin that appears to shine like the moon. However, when we are angry, the beauty breaks and we turn into an avian creature and can throw balls of flame. We have something called an allure that we can use to bring men close to us to seduce them. Only men who have true love in their hearts will be able to resist this allure. We are specially made to be beautiful for men, but no men can be Veela. Even if men are born by a Veela women, which is rare, they will not have the same traits. I have considered a quarter Veela, although I still have the same traits and abilities as my grandmother has. My grandmother is not a witch, just a Veela, but because I am not 'fully' Veela and my father and grandfather are both wizards, my little sister and I are witches as well as Veela." Fleur explained, and Rosalie nodded.

"Becoming a vampire tends to enhance abilities you had as a human. I was considered angelically beautiful as a human, so when I transformed into a vampire, I became even more beautiful. I also have great musical talents because I was naturally talented as a human, even though I never practised. My brother Edward also says my vanity and pig-headedness became stronger too."

"He's an idiot then, because I don't see that." Luna said.

"That's because you know me, Edward doesn't really." Rosalie replied.

"It's your front to protect yourself against strangers or not friends, right?" I asked, and Rosalie nodded.

"That's also how vampires get gifts." Vicky put in. "I always managed to escape beatings or and treatment as a child and then evolved into a semi gift. People have tried to kill me in the past, but I always manage to get away." Vicky told us.

"Edward can read our thoughts, Jasper can feel emotions and also make others feel those emotions. That can be hard for him and why he's on the vegetarian diet, but if others feel bloodlust, he will also feel it." Rosalie told them. "By the way, Edward said he couldn't hear any of your thoughts, how do you do that, and can you teach us?"

"It's a technique called Occlumency, I don't really know if you can do it, but of course we'll teach you and help you. It does take time, though." I told them.

"Oh, we're fine with that. It's just a massive invasion of privacy and he doesn't try to stop himself hearing our thoughts." Vicky said.

"I guess you could start now, if you have no more questions?" Fleur asked.

"We do want to know more about the war, but maybe after a while." Rosalie said.

"Okay, the first thing you need to do is organise your thoughts, put them into categories, the categories can be anything you want. After you've put everything into your new cataloguing system, clear your mind of every thought and every memory. Now, Edward can only read surface thoughts, right?" I started.

"Yeah." Vicky said.

"That last step might be enough, if you master it, you can still think, but your mind will be clear." Luna said.

"But if you still want more protection so you think freely, then there are two options after you've mastered the first two steps. We might need to use Legilimens on you to see if it's enough." I added.

"That's how we read minds." Luna added, and I nodded.

"It's a bit different from Edward's, we can see any thought and any memory. It is very invasive. The reason why we can do this is because of Harry. He had a connection to the bad guy Voldemort and had to learn, but his teacher wasn't very good and was biased in his methods. So, I started teaching myself and him and everyone else after that. So, the first option is to basically create a very thick wall around your cataloguing system and thoughts in your head, this would be fine to protect yourself against Edward and you can probably get it strong enough within a few weeks. Or you can create a whole world in your head to protect it. I would not recommend the second version for you. You see, a Legilimens probe is more harmful than Edward because he can just glance at surface thoughts. If you get that wall really strong, it will keep him out. If you were facing a wizard, they can manage to shatter the wall, so the mindscape is more protection because you can set creatures to attack it, and of course the probe has to go through a lot to find any thoughts." I told them.

"Sounds great, so how do we get the wall?" Vicky asked.

"You imagine it, you imagine a wall around your thought and memories. You have to start small, you can't just imagine the whole wall there with a great thickness already. It is like a house, you have to build it brick by brick." Luna taught, and her students nodded. "When you've got the first layer, add to it and continue adding to it. Again, for Edward I don't think you need the thickest wall, even a few layers will be enough."

"Okay, this is great and all. But, what if it's an emergency and we need to tell Edward something." Rosalie asked.

"Once you master it, you can physically push a thought to the surface so he can read it." I told them.

"Really. This almost sounds too good to be true." Vicky said.

"It might be, we don't know if you'll be able to do it, but even clearing your thoughts can help if you can't build the wall." I told them truthfully.

"Thanks for trying, we'll practise tonight." Rosalie said.

"Okay, that's it for the class. Now, this was fun today, but I will have to teach you the information, and I know you don't want to, but it's my job, sorry." Fleur said.

"That's okay, Fleur." I told her and hugged her.

"Great, now, you're dad is coming to pick you three up, I'm taking you home Luna."

"Wait, us three?" I asked.

"Oh, he told me he'd take you home too." She said.

"He just wants to meet you." Luna said. "Trust me, I'm a seer."

"I always trust you and your visions, you know that." I told her.

"You have visions?" Vicky asked.

"Yes, ever since I was a little girl. And yes, if I become a vampire, it would become more powerful. Even more powerful than Alice's power."

"You saw Alice?" Vicky asked and I was getting confused.

"Yes, she was never Jasper's mate. She just thought she was. From the back, Hermione and Alice looked a lot alike because Alice thought her hair had grown back."

"Wait, are you implying that Hermione is Jasper's mate?" Rosalie asked.

"I wasn't implying, I was straight out saying. Oh, and Vicky, your mate is Neville. You're good for him, he needs someone confident to bring himself out of his shell." She said and skipped away singing.

"And now you've been introduced to the perplexity that is Luna Lovegood." I said, trying to break the tension.