Author's Notes: Some of you are going to hate this chapter and I'm sorry to make it they way I did buuuuut, it needs to be this way! It'll get better, I promise! I am aware that there are some spelling errors and the like in the previous chapters where I got carried away with typing or too excited to really mind. I'm sure there are some in this chapter too that have escaped my current attention. I will fix those soon! Thank you so much for the reviews/alerts/favorites and pleeeease keep them coming! They mean the world! Anyways, I don't own Twilight or Harry Potter.
RavenYuki- Of course it can get annoying from time to time but, she means the best. As for whether or not a fight ensues and how Sam really feels about her living with the Cullens, that all comes soon! Though you might not be too fond of what happens right now! Thank you for being such a doll!
Desi-Pari Always- You're probably going to hate me for the way this chapter is! But it happens for a reason! It gets better I promise! And she's not so much worried about what Ron will think or anything but, rather she was making up excuses as to why she logically shouldn't be attracted to Sam. You know Hermione, logic this and logic that! That's why we love her though!
Hit the light- Thank you so much! That means a lot! I will definitely look into her fics as I don't think I have yet! And I am indeed a native English speaker. Other languages are pretty much lost to me. I know some German from taking it while I was in high schools but not even to have any decent conversation unless it involves numbers or whether it's morning, afternoon or, night. Hahah.
Chapter Seven
"You did NOT!" The shouted words caught Sam's attention and he cursed slightly under his breath. How dare that leech make such a scene right here, she didn't know! He turned to face the ones that had remained outside and he straightened his back, a defiant and determined expression on his face. He narrowed his blue eyes at the bronze haired vampire, who was glaring right back, his gaze never even shifted to the blonde vampire, but he could feel his eyes on him too. Uneven footsteps coming down the porch drew his attention away from them and he saw Hermione limping toward them, the doctor right behind her. He had to do something to help her, make her pain go away. He tried to move past the two vampires but they blocked his path and pushed him back.
"Let me help her!" He growled softly, diverting his attention away from the witch but they weren't budging.
"Carlisle can do it," the blonde one snarled, and Sam flicked his gaze back up and sure enough, Hermione was gone as was the doctor. He turned his attention back to the others. The pixie like vampire had joined the others now, the blonde whispered something in her ear and she made a lunge at Sam but the blonde held her by her shoulders, holding her back. The expression that marred her features was more intimidating than the ones the others wore though, he'd never admit that out loud.
"What makes you think this is acceptable? I will not allow it! I'd sooner die than let you touch her! She's my sister and you're a mutt! You don't deserve her! You could hurt her or worse, kill her!" She hissed at him, her amber eyes darkening with rage.
"Do you think she'll take kindly to the fact you hid this from her? What makes you think she'd want you? She might hate you." The blonde asked, his voice low. Sam's shoulders slumped, of course he'd thought of that but hearing another voice it, made the possibility much more realistic. The very idea made his heart want to stop beating. He shouldn't have hid it from her, he was right, she'd probably hate him. He'd kept something huge from her, she'd even asked who had imprinted and he blatantly omitted himself from his answer, at the time it seemed like such a good idea but, now? Not so much. Then Alice's angry words gave him something else to think about. The petite witch was perfection personified, an angel, his own personal angel sent to rescue him from his demons. He knew he didn't deserve her, she deserved so much better than anything he could give but, he wouldn't stop trying to perfect himself for her, ever. The risks of him accidentally hurting her was there but, he would never do such a thing, not to her and, if it ever were to happen he'd never be able to live with himself. He'd die feeling that regret.
"What's going on?" A female voice cut through the strained silence between the four and they looked up to see the blonde female, her arms folded neatly over her chest, her golden eyes were locked on Sam and narrowed, her nose wrinkled.
"He imprinted on her, Rose!" Alice spat angrily, the blonde didn't say anything but her body visibly tensed and an angry snarl ripped from her throat. A high pitched sound of rage was heard from the house, everyone turned to look.
"Emmett! Give me my bloody wand!"
"No no no. You'll go outside! Carlisle said to stay off your foot!" Emmett's voice was laced with laughter and Sam moved to go help, again being blocked. Scuffling sounds were being made from inside , a male's voice cried out in surprise and a loud crack was heard. Sam's heart was beating furiously inside his chest, he needed to help his witch! He moved toward the house but was once again blocked by the vampires, another crack sounded a second later as Hermione materialized from thin air right in front of him. Sam caught her before she fell to the ground and he scanned over her form quickly, checking for any additional injuries, all the while enjoying the feel of her in his arms. She fit so perfectly against him.
"Let me take her back inside, Mutt!" Alice moved to take her but Sam growled and held the witch closer to him.
"She's staying right here with me," he replied without thinking, he didn't want to let his angel out of his sight anymore, he didn't want to risk her getting hurt any further.
"She is sitting right here and can make decisions for herself, thank you very much!" Hermione shouted, he could feel her struggling against him and he reluctantly let her go, she responded by crawling away. Sam watched as she muttered something under her breath and her ankle popped before the swelling disappeared and it looked normal again. She rose to her feet and turned away from him to look at the vampires in front of her, the air around her was swirling with magic and he felt intoxicated by her presence. "What in the bloody hell is going on?" Her voice was filled with irritation, he noticed the pixie vampire's gaze shift to him and a sadistic smile curled on her lips, he shook his head vigorously but before she could give him away Edward saved the day.
"Where's Emmett?" Sam couldn't help but wonder the same thing whenever the question was voiced, he couldn't see Hermione's face but the way the vampires exchanged nervous glances he didn't think it was good.
"He's inside," she answered, pausing for a moment, while everyone just stared, "with green hair and jelly legs. I'm actually quite surprised the jinx even worked on him to be honest.." The vampire's eyes all widened and Sam had to stifle his laughter, he didn't know what jelly legs meant but the image of the burly male with green hair was amusing enough. The blonde one ran from them and moments later the sound of laughter came from the house. Hermione shook her head slightly and spoke again, once more hinting at anger. "Tell me what's going on."
"Sam has something he'd like to tell you!" Alice piped up, Sam was cursing at her in his head and Hermione turned to look at him, she smiled and his heart pounded in his chest, and he thought he'd melt from happiness but, that didn't last long.
"What is it?" She asked, and Sam took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. He didn't want to tell her yet, he'd wanted her to fall in love with him. He didn't want her to feel obligated because of the imprint. He didn't want her to hate him for not telling her. His mind was racing and he felt like he could hurl. Well, she was going to find out sooner or later anyways, right?
"Iimprintedonyou," the words fell from his lips too fast and came out jumbled, he didn't even know if she'd understand him.
"What was that?"
"I said.. I imprinted on you," he whispered, he took a deep breath and braced himself for a jinx, yelling or, a slap but none came. He opened his eyes and the sight before him caused a lump to form in his throat and a crack in his heart. Hurt, anger, confusion and, hope were flashing through her eyes, he wanted to embrace her and make her pain go away but that wouldn't help right now. Her chocolate eyes were swimming with tears and he had to fight the urge to comfort her.
"I need to think. I'm sorry," she choked out. As she turned away and walked inside, Sam's heart shattered completely. He ignored the mind reader, not hearing anything that he was saying, it was his fault this started in the first place, if he'd just kept his big mouth shut then she wouldn't have found out like this. Sam climbed into his truck and drove away, feeling empty, broken and hopeless. He arrived at his home twenty minutes later and he went inside, closed the door and slid down to the floor. Tears were sliding down his cheeks and his whole body was shaking, he didn't know what to do anymore, he couldn't breathe, he wasn't even sure if he wanted to anymore.
"Sam?" The alpha male looked up to see Jacob walking toward him from across the living room, he couldn't even bring himself to care how he'd gotten inside whenever he sat down cross legged in front of him. "What's wrong?"
"She hates me," Jacob looked slightly confused but realization crossed his features quickly and he stood up and Sam allowed the younger male to pull him up and lead him over to the dining room table. He sat down and put his face in his hands, he could hear Jacob rummaging around in the kitchen and he knew what he was looking for. "In the freezer," a few moments later a shot of whiskey was in front of him. Sam looked up and saw that Jacob had one too, they took their shots and Sam watched as a grin formed on Jacob's features, he resisted the urge to punch the stupid look off the younger male's face.
"Don't worry, Sam. She just needs to cool off. We'll get her back!" Sam envied his optimism but he hadn't seen the look on her face, he hadn't had the one person he couldn't live without turn her back on him but, as they took a few more shots, and Jacob explained his recently formulated plan to Sam, he couldn't help but feel some of the hope he'd lost. He had to get her back, he just had to.
Hermione ignored Carlisle's protests and started limping down the porch steps and across the yard with a determined expression on her face, he followed her and finally getting fed up with trying to talk sense into her he scooped her up into his arms and ran back into the house. He sat her down on the sofa once more and she glared up at him. She wanted to stop the fight that was sure to ensue between her new family and Sam, she wasn't sure why but she felt the need to help the male, even though she knew he could definitely take care of himself.
"Emmett, watch her for a few minutes, please? Esme and I need to run up to the hospital to get some supplies to fix her ankle. Keep her off of her ankle," Carlisle spoke, and the burly vampire nodded his head and he sat on the couch beside the petite witch. She glared at him and he just rolled his eyes. The older male left the room and the house with his wife in tow. Hermione's patience was definitely wearing thin and the throbbing pain in her ankle wasn't helping any. Emmett pulled her long forgotten wand out of her pocket and started twirling it in his fingers.
"You're not going anywhere without this thing!" He said triumphantly, Hermione could have died, of course she'd forgotten about her wand, and magic all together if she was being completely honest. She could have healed her ankle and been outside in no time! Why hadn't she thought of that before? She scolded herself inwardly for a few minutes. Ignoring Emmett she devised a plan on how to get her wand back. She reached for it but he held it out of her reach and gently pushed her back with one hand, she let out a cry of rage.
"Emmett! Give me my bloody wand!" She cried out, her cheeks flushed slightly. Emmett just shook his head, laughing softly and kept it out of her grasp.
"No no no. You'll go outside! Carlisle said to stay off your foot!" He said, his voice edged with stifled laughter. Hermione launched herself off the couch and landed on him, he pushed her gently back down onto the couch and she sighed, feigning defeat. He grinned victoriously and she took that moment to concentrate, her wand flew out of his hand and into her own. He cried out in surprise as his legs turned all wobbly and he fell from the jelly leg jinx she shot at him. She grinned and sent another spell toward him, his hair turned a bright green color and with a final nod she disapparated with a crack and reappeared outside within a second with another pop. She stumbled, knowing her ankle wouldn't be able to support her sudden weight and braced herself for the impact of hitting the ground but instead she found herself against a very warm body, she opened her eyes and saw Sam's blue ones scanning over her.
"Let me take her back inside, Mutt!" Alice advanced toward them and Hermione pushed lightly against Sam, trying to sit up. She didn't want this to come to a fight but, she was also enjoying the feeling of Sam's arms around her.
"She's staying right here with me!" Sam replied, the reply made Hermione's heart flutter but she was confused as to why he was being so protective. She brushed the thought from her mind quickly.
"She is sitting right here and can make decisions for herself, thank you very much!" Hermione shouted, annoyed that they were talking about her as if she was helpless and struggled against Sam's much larger form. He released her and she crawled away from him quickly. She muttered a spell and her ankle made a sickening popping sound as it healed, the swelling immediately went down. She rose to her feet and rounded on her substitute family, her eyes narrowed, the air around her was crackling with magic. She didn't see Sam's baby blue eyes widen at her, her attention was focused solely on getting answers. She wasn't in the mood for this, she just wanted to go to sleep. "What in the bloody hell is going on?" She watched as Alice's gaze shifted momentarily to Sam and an evil grin spread across her lips but before the pixie like girl could answer Edward's voice caught her off guard.
"Where's Emmett?" Hermione blinked a few times, before smiling, the expression was mischievous and the others all exchanged glances.
"He's inside," she answered simply, pausing a moment before, "with green hair and jelly legs. I'm actually quite surprised the jinx even worked on him to be honest.." The others' eyes widened in surprise and Rosalie ran inside to check on her husband. A loud peal of laughter drifted toward them but they ignored it as Hermione's expression turned once more into a scowl. "Tell me what's going on."
"Sam has something he'd like to tell you!" Alice chirped, her evil grin still in place. She turned around to face Sam, her expression softening at the sight of him. She smiled slightly and tilted her head to the side.
"What is it?" She asked, and Sam took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. The action worried her and she threw a glance over her shoulder at the observing vampires. Edward and Jasper suddenly found the ground and surrounding area very interesting and Alice's smile just grew further. Hermione shook her head and turned to look at Sam again. He spoke very quickly and she frowned in confusion, not having picked anything out of the jumble. "What was that?"
"I said.. I imprinted on you," he said again, his voice barely above a whisper. Hurt, anger, confusion and, hope all hit her at once she didn't know what to say so, she stood there for a few minutes, staring at him. He opened his eyes and met her gaze, he looked so lost. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and hug him, bring him close to her and tell him that it was okay but, she was furious that he didn't tell her, earlier, she wanted to hit him and curse him, she wanted to tell him to shove off and go away. Tears started stinging in her eyes and she closed them tightly for a moment, upon opening them she squared her shoulders and held her head high.
"I need to think. I'm sorry," were all the words she managed to speak before she turned on her heel and ran into the house, fighting tears the whole way. Jasper and Alice followed her, leaving Edward in outside with Sam. She ran through the house and up to her room, she threw herself on the bed and let the tears flow. As soon as the words had fallen from her lips she regretted them, she wanted to stuff them back in her throat, but she couldn't. She felt a weight on her bed and she turned to see Alice sitting there, her expression was apologetic and she reached her hand toward the witch but Hermione pulled back and glared at the vampire.
"I want to be alone right now," she said, her voice icy, she wiped at her eyes and watched as Alice nodded, masking the pain of rejection and quietly left the room. Hermione buried her face back into her pillows. She closed her eyes tightly and fought back more tears, it was her fault that she was in such an awful state but she wouldn't back down, she couldn't, he hadn't told her about the imprinting. She could feel waves of lethargy wash over her, she knew this was Jasper's doing but she couldn't bring herself to get upset about him controlling her emotions right now, she wanted to forget and before long she had drifted off into a fitful sleep.
