DISCLAIMER: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer, while Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling.


~~INVITED~~

Summary: A year after the failed attempt to rescue Edward from Volterra, the remaining Cullens including Bella, got invited to the Yule Ball and right there inside the enchanting school of Hogwarts will she run into love once more.


Previously...

I saw Filch, cleaning the ceilings down at second floor corridor when I passed by. There were yellow paint all over the ceiling, must have been the Weasley Twins or Peeves doing. I waved at Filch, earning a grunt before completely ignoring me. I sighed and continued down the stairs.

Mrs. Norris was at the foot of the stairs down to the corridor leading to the Great Hall. The walls seemed different. I noticed some minor changes in it. There were dark blue linings on the wall, intricate to give some kind of elegant look on it. That minor detail brought my earlier worries to my forethought...

I have three more days before the Yule Ball...

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Chapter 6: The Awaited Visit

Part 1: Magic Wands in Magic Alleys

BELLA SWAN:

I hugged Charlie goodbye before getting on the plane, flying to England. I was so excited. I searched for Alice, the one who'd I'd be sitting with since she refused to sit with Jasper after the embarrassing moment at the mall. I remembered the day when Alice came home all wet. It happened not to be Jasper's fault but he laughed when she fell over the fountain, making her infuriated instantly.

Jasper explained to me what happened. He said that there was a dog that didn't happen to be afraid of them, and it started barking at her. Alice was by the fountain when that happened. Then he said Alice must have saw that the dog will damage her new designer jeans. She stepped back only to fall over the fountain. She didn't see it in time since she was too preoccupied with saving her jeans. He just can't help but laugh at that moment, he said.

I was on Alice's side on this one, since I myself wouldn't want to be laugh at when I ever managed to fall on a fountain. And that wouldn't be an impossibility since I can't even walk without tripping on my own feet.

Alice was happy enough with her husband's punishment. Jasper sat with a perverted old woman. Alice kept having visions that the woman always squeezes Jasper's thigh. He was sitting two rows from us but I know he heard our discussion. He projected fear to all of us involuntarily.

The one behind us were Carlisle and Esme, who both agreed that what Jasper did deserves some punishment for what he did. I can't believe Esme even allowed it. The two behind them were, of course, Emmett and Rosalie. Rosalie wore something that made the stewards repeatedly strolling down our isle. She wasn't bothered at all and she even looked pleased which I wasn't so surprised to see.

Emmett, on the other hand, was laughing furiously when he heard about Alice's vision and looked back at Jasper. His empath of a brother's eyes were wide open with fear as the said old woman sat beside him. Rosalie strike Emmett's head and chastised him about being so noisy. Alice just kept her head up, silently snickering though she's still a little bit irritated.

Alice whispered to me that her husband is pleading her to forgive him. But she said no of course. I felt a strange feeling of regret though from what I do not know. Then I heard Alice hiss. She whispered words that sounded like 'do not even think about it.' After that, the strange feeling disappeared. It dawned to me that he was using his ability on me.

Jasper's attempt of placating her only made her more furious. Esme and Carlisle were just talking about the place we will be staying at. Rose is still keeping an eye out for the steward, who is bound to pass by her again. Emmett was playing his gameboy while at the same time, mocking Jasper. And I...I just sat on my seat and watched them do all those stuff.

Other than all that, the flight was...uneventful and long.

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We exited the airport and rode our cars. They had ordered it in advance back when we were still in Forks. They're a Mercedes, a Porsche and a Ferrari, I noted as I stared at the symbols. I don't really know what type of cars they are, nor am I that interested in knowing. We all chose the car we are riding on. Esme and Carlisle in the Mercedes, Rosalie and Emmett in the Ferrari, then the Porsche is for Jasper, Alice and me.

"I'm glad that's over!" Emmett bellowed as he got in the black convertible Ferrari.

Jasper groaned, looking annoyed at his brother. "You just played your little toy all the way! And I had to suffer that-that..."he trailed off, cringing at the memory. Rosalie caressed the hood of her new Ferrari before getting in. She looked at us, waiting for us to get into our own cars. Esme and Carlisle were already in their navy blue Mercedes, waiting for us as well.

"Oh, come on Jasper, surely Alice forgives you already," Emmett said as he pulled out his gameboy again. I made my way to the yellow car, waiting for Alice to finish loading her bags in the compartment. She stopped as she heard Emmett and turned to look at her husband, stalling. I leaned on the car, watching them.

Jasper got near her and grabbed her hands. "Do you, darlin'?" Jasper asked his slightly indifferent wife. Alice gave him a long quiet look before smiling. She nodded and gave him a peck on the lips. I rolled my eyes knowing that was bound to happen anytime soon. Then I got startled as Emmett's booming voice penetrated my eardrums.

"Woohoo! Ha! Jasper I told you she'll forgive you in three days! Now hand me the cash!" Trust Emmett to ruin the moment.

Alice quickly pushed him away and glared. "You betted on me?" Alice asked incredulously. Rosalie smacked the back of Emmett's head and whispered words that I can't hear from where I am standing.

Jasper looked horrified. "Alice—"

"Don't 'Alice' me! Bella come here you're riding with me"—she opened my door and I got in before she made her way to the driving seat—"and YOU"—she pointed at Jasper"—don't you dare talk to me!" She snapped before shutting her door closed and speeding off. "I can't believe he did that," she whispered as she sniffled angrily. She sped up, leading the other cars to wherever we are going.

"Alice...when are you planning on forgiving him?" I asked out of curiosity. She didn't answer but I waited.

I looked out the window and noticed how fast we were going. I'm still wasn't used to it, though it didn't really felt like we're going on 120mph inside this particular car. I felt utterly comfortable. I looked on the side mirror near me and noticed the navy blue Mercedes not far from us, followed by the black Ferrari. I can see that Emmett has his hands up in the air. Rosalie's blonde wavy hair flew behind her as she increased her speed. Jasper sat at the back seat, looking gloomy.

I looked up at Alice and saw her looking at the cars behind us as well. "As soon as he learns his lesson, which I can see will probably happen in three days," she affirmed solidly. Jasper heard her and looked guilty enough.

I turned to her and gave her a look. "You can't stand being away from him that long," I stated. I knew that much from her and Jasper's relationship. They're always attuned to each other. One can't be in one place without the other. I gravely wondered how hard it was for her when we were on our way to Volterra. I shook away from where the thoughts were leading me and looked up to Alice.

She sighed. "I know, but I'll do it for him to grow up," she reasoned as she rounded by the corner and parked beside a tiny, grubby-looking pub. She took the key out of the ignition and pocketed it. The others were already out of their cars when I got out. It was already getting dark and the moon is starting to appear up in the sky. It wasn't a full moon but it shined brightly enough.

"Where are we?"I heard Rosalie ask. "Don't tell me we're going in there," Rosalie eyed the pub with disgust.

Carlisle shrugged and ignored her complaints. "Well, we're about to enter the Leaky Cauldron," Carlisle entered the pub and so we all followed. There was an old man behind the bar serving a little man with a top hat, that was talking to him. They both stopped as we made our entrance. "Tom," Carlisle greeted. The bartender named Tom adjusted his circular glasses, staring deeply at Carlisle.

"Carlisle? Is that you?" the old bartender asked, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Yes, Tom it's me and my family," Carlisle said as he pulled Esme closer to his side. "This is Esme, my wife and my sons, Emmett and Jasper, my daughters, Rosalie and Alice and that's Bella, who I also consider my third daughter." We all acknowledge are names with a nod apart from me, who also blushed. Tom looked at me for a moment but said nothing.

"Oh, you're going where if I may ask?" he asked suddenly after realizing he was staring.

"Hogwarts, we've received a message from Dumbledore," Carlisle answered giving a warning glance to Jasper and especially Emmett not to do anything disrespectful. Surprisingly, Emmett listened. He pouted butt kept quiet. Jasper couldn't care less about anything other than stare at Alice, who never looked at his direction. I knew she'd give up on her three day punishment if she does look at him.

I turned to Tom, who got out of his counter. "Oh, well let me open Diagon Alley for you," he smiled at us and led the way out the back door. The wooden floor boards creaked with each of my steps while the Cullens managed to walk silently. I looked behind my back and noticed the little man staring at our direction. I look back in front and bumped into Alice. I didn't notice that they stopped since I couldn't hear their footsteps. Alice pulled me to her side, leaving a border between her and Jasper.

I glanced on what was in front of us and became confused. "But that's a wall," Emmett stated mirroring my own question. We all watched as Tom pointed his wand to the wall and tapped some certain bricks, making them move aside. We all watched from awe, except for Carlisle who was already expecting it. I briefly wondered how he had met that Dumbledore. I forgot what I was thinking when the alley was already in full view.

Awe was splattered across our faces.

The shops were already closing, though it was quite early for that. I wondered if it has something to do with the evil wizards and witches that were still around. Charlie called them death eaters but I don't really have idea about them. We were strolling through the alley, peaking at the shop windows. It was amazing to see owls flying all around above our heads. They all have a piece of paper tied to their legs and some of them even carried large objects.

The shops were even more magical.

There were all kinds of things that you don't see in the human world—or should I say muggle? There is a wand shop just across from the shop for dress robes and normal robes. Alice let go of my hand and went straight to it before it closes with Rosalie trailing behind her. They're both begging Madam Malkin, I assume as it says in the name of the shop, to let them enter. Emmett spotted the Joke shop, but it was already closed so he went to the candy stall just set up outside the Foreman Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. Jasper went with Esme in the Flourish & Blotts for books. Carlisle on the other hand, is talking with the man inside the shop Ollivander's which is a shop for fine wands.

I was just walking around looking at the stops that are still open. I looked behind my back, staring at the brooms displayed on the shop window. The name engraved on the handle spells 'Nimbus 2000.' It looked amazing and obviously expensive. I continued walking that way until I collide with an old man, making him drop what he is carrying. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir, I wasn't looking where I was going," I quickly went on my knees, gathering the dropped items so I can give it back to him.

"Do not fret, child. All is fine," he assured me as he flicked his wand and all the dropped books piled up in place. I felt like an idiot still crouched on the floor so I stood up and smoothed the crease on my shirt. The man bended down to get the pile of books, before a woman shouted from the shop behind me.

"Amos?" the woman standing beside the shop called. The man looked up and patted me on the back before approaching her. I turned to look at them. She was holding a bag filled with small yellow paintbrushes with blue tags. They were probably from the Quality Quidditch Supplies, where I saw the amazing broom. I briefly wondered about what those brushes are for.

"Good, Cedric would love these," he said to her, with a big smile on his face. Then he disappeared as he connected his hand with the woman I assumed was his wife. I was astonished as I stared at where they had disappeared then I remembered the term in which Charlie calls it...Disapparition. Alice went to me and grabbed me by the hand. She led me into the clothe shop since she succeeded on convincing the owner to let them shop for a while.

After they all got the things they wanted we met up with Carlisle who is still engaged with shop owner of Ollivander's, who I assume is named Ollivander. Mr. Ollivander looked up and smiled at me before turning to Carlisle.

"So this is Isabella?" he asked, gesturing to me.

"Bella," I corrected.

Carlisle turned to me. "Bella, I was just talking to my old friend Ollivander. He wanted you to look for a wand that suits you, since you are a witch after all," he said. Emmett laughed at the word 'witch' and I glared at him.

"But Dad doesn't have a wand," I explained and it's true. I never saw Charlie's wand even when he introduced me to magic. He would have shown me his wand would he? Well, that is if he still has it.

"Oh, yes he does m'dear, I remember it still. It's 11", Holly, Unicorn. Holly, child, is a powerful protective wood that good for use against evil, but it also represents dreams and fertility. Unicorn's tail hair core means that one is pure of heart and care deeply for his/her loved ones. I can see why that wand had chosen him as its owner." He looked at me expectedly and I blushed, thinking about how Charlie had been a great dad to me even for a little while I had been with him.

"The stick chooses its owner?" Emmett asked, both confused and mocking. Rosalie slapped his arm making him say, "OW!"

"The wand chooses its owner, yes," Mr. Ollivander looked slightly annoyed at his rude remark, but smiled when he turned to me. "Dear, you should have a wand ready at all times even though you don't know much about magic. It is dark times—"

And I cut him off. "But I don't know anything about magic, I just found about it like three days ago," I excused, panicked. Emmett made his booming laugh at how true my words are. He's probably imagining clumsy Bella handling a stick against a vampire like himself. I cringe, knowing I wouldn't be much of a fighter.

"Oh, that is easy, Bella, you can buy books and home study yourself," he recommended. When he saw the defeat in my face he quickly lead me to the counter as he shuffled through the aisles in search for the right wand for me. I waited looking around at the things on top of the counter. Most of them are wands, of course and some other things I have no name to. Mr. Ollivander came out again, looking dusty while carrying several elongated boxes.

"Try this," he grabbed one box and removed the casing of it and revealed a dark brown wand and handed it to me. I held it warily and looked up at Mr. Ollivander questioningly. "Wave it", he said. I waved it like he said and I shot backwards hitting the wall with a loud thud. The shelf fell apart and the boxes fell to my head.

"It's obviously not that wand," Alice stated as she giggled with the rest of the family. I glared at them as I stood up, shaking off the dust that came in contact with my hair. Mr. Ollivander waved his wand to the mess and it fixed itself up. I walked over to the counter again, trying another wand. I waved it lightly and nothing happened. I waved it again and had the same result. I waved it hard and all boxes in the shelf flew to the window with a crashing sound.

I drowned the voices of Emmett and Alice, who both made ridiculously stupid comments about the wands and me having the same qualities...we were both made for mass destruction. How charming, I thought. Mr. Ollivander once again fixed the mess I have made.

Then he handed me another wand. This time I braced myself, covering my other hand over my head, just in case the lights fall over. I waved it, with my eyes closed. I felt a tingly feeling crossing my veins, making me to open my eyes once again. I can still see golden magic dust that came out from the wand falling to the floor. It felt right. I stared at the wand with wide soft eyes. I looked up at Mr. Ollivander expectantly. He smiled at me and nodded.

"Cool," Emmett said in awe as he stared at the shelf of wands with a familiar expression.

"Can I have a wand, please, please, please?" he pouted at Carlisle, who wasn't even looking at him.

"That is possible," Mr. Ollivander allowed, looking wary as soon as he said it.

"Really?" Carlisle questioned.

"Actually from what I have read on Vampire Origins by Fabian Meroe, vampires evolved from the Muggleborn Wizard, a known Potionist, Veraim Piralin Dranclin, he made a potion that he drank since no one wanted to take the risk. He had suffered for three days at its effects, if I am accurately right. Then he woke up a vampire, drinking blood of his muggle neighbors since he live in the muggle world. The Ministry tracked him down but he was never found, thus they had never discovered what he had drunk. That is until a wizard named Ergo Vi Ladi returned to the wizard world as a changed vampire. He was over twenty years old as a vampire. Therefore, he gained control over the years. Wizards and Witches examined him and deduced that vampirism had no cure just like Werewolves..."he went on and on...

After he was finished, Emmett raised his hand and asked, "How does that connect to anything?" He sounded thoroughly confused. Jasper rolled his eyes as well as Alice. Emmett did not listen to every word Mr. Ollivander has said.

"The vampire venom that is inside you is magical," Mr. Ollivander said in summary. Rosalie rolled her eyes, wondering like me why he had said the longer version of it. Alice clapped her hand and looked over the shelves, searching. Jasper was gravely listening to Mr. Ollivander's story and I can say he was highly interested by it. Esme just stood there, watching all of us especially Emmett.

"So we can use magic?" Carlisle asked excitedly. His eyes lit up with the new information. Mr. Ollivander nodded, watching Alice as she searched from shelf to shelf with three boxes of wands in her hands. She only needs the other three before she gets back to us. After a few minutes, Alice returned with a huge smile on her faces as she handed each one a wand. Rosalie adored her wand like she does to her car. Jasper pocketed his wand as soon as he got it. Esme placed hers in her purse before resuming on watching us. Carlisle made a whispered conversation with Mr. Ollivander about the original core of the wands they have. Alice stood beside me examining her wand with genuine interest.

"Wow," Emmett exhale noisily as he stared at the wand in his hands. He raised his wand in the air, preparing to wave it with all his might.

"No Emmett!" Alice exclaimed but it was too late...

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