Disclaimer: Oh no! Horrible news! I don't own Harry Potter OR Twilight! Whatever shall I DO!

Haha; I crack myself up.

A/N: I hope you all liked that last chapter! Since today was a snow day at my school, I have time to put up chapter eight! Please review, as always. A special shout out to Mrmikesabini227 and Sweetie7Smiled (again!) for reviewing.

Mrmikesabini227: yeah, I know. Cute, right?

Sweetie7smiled: I thought it would be cool, too. Remember, though: Dumbledore's dead, so he won't be there to help give his reasonable ideas –only his portrait will!

Thanks, guys/girls! Enjoy chapter 8!

12/17/10 –This is an edited version. Thanks silverink!

Nobody noticed Seth as his expression went from surprise, to dreamy, and then back to normal. He quickly wiped the stupid grin off his face. The girl was wearing a black cloak with a raven on the crest. Her dirty blonde hair was waist length and straggly. Her eyes were brown and her head was cocked slightly to the side and a long brownish stick was stuck for safe-keeping behind her ear.

"Uh, hi…" Jacob waved a little.

She frowned and slowly reached up for the stick. She backed away a few steps and pointed the stick at them. "What do you want?" She said in a sharper tone than before.

"Um, is that one of those lighting-stick-thingamabobs?" Emmett said quietly to the others.

The girl didn't show any signs of hearing him.

"Maybe we should schedule an appointment and come back another day." Jacob suggested in the same quiet tone without moving his mouth.

"Petrificus Totalus!" The girl cried, waving the stick at Jacob.

Red sparks flew from the end and hit him in the head.

Jacob froze and fell over.

Emmett grabbed him and they ran.

They turned the corridor and kept running, stopping on the fourth floor to check on Jacob.

His expression was frozen as was the rest of his body, but he unfroze fairly quickly.

"What was that?" he exclaimed at once.

"I dunno." Seth said. He thought about the girl. He had imprinted on her, hadn't he? Jacob had once described what it felt like to imprint. But there was no way he could tell anyone… especially his mom and Leah. How would he be able to go home if the girl was here in Europe?

Seth decided he wouldn't say a word… he'd have to be especially careful around Edward until he figured out what to do. Edward might not tell if he asked but it was better safe than sorry.

"You know, we could've just asked her where we could find the principal or whatever." Seth said. We could've also asked what her name was, he thought.

"She would've just shot more sparks at us." Jacob snapped.

"I think she could've been reasonable." Seth said, "Besides, what're we supposed to do now? We should go back and explain." And find out what her name is.

"It's the only other thing to do." Emmett agreed, "Or else we won't be able to find out what's wrong with Jasper."

"We could just ask a villager." Jacob grumbled

"It's better to ask someone in a school." Emmett insisted, grinning. "Let's go back."

At that moment, doors all around them swung open and students filed out. They all stopped and stared at the group. The older kids all drew out their wands.

A/N: I know, I know. This was a short chapter, but I really had writer's block, so I'm sorry if this chapter sucked. I have a story under the same pen name on if you want to check it out, though. Until next time!

Well, until my writer's block clears away, anyway.

-The Scratch Man