Bella and Alice raced into the collapsed house behind Edward, attempting to catch up with him. They stopped when they reached the living room, where sparks of electricity are shooting from the broken television and feathers from their lacy pillows are scattered all over the floor. They then start hauling the cracked wood off of the sofa. A few seconds later, Edward had retrieved Jeremy's body from the destruction, and placed him on the mangled carpet before them.

Edward examined him, his face dark, carefully dabbing at Jeremy's head wound with the tail of his shirt. There were dark stains all over Jeremy's clothing, seeping through and dripping on the ground.

"I can't be certain," Alice whispered, her voice soft, cautious. "But... I think he's dead."

"No." Edward muttered, shaking his head profusely. "No. He can't be."

Bella turned to face Edward, her face hard with concern. She reached out to touch his shoulder with the tips of her fingers, hesitated, then pulled away. "Edward," Bella told him firmly, frowning. "This was a horrific accident, true. But don't you think that you're taking this a little too far?"

Edward flinched, stiffening with embarrassment. "I guess your right." He spoke quietly, solemnly. He stood up, brushing the dust off of his jeans.

Alice picked up Jeremy in a smooth motion, holding him in her arms. "We should probably go bring Jeremy to his friend, Harry." Alice winced sympathetically. "I'm sure he'll want to know what happened."

***

Harry was taken aback by the excitement in the girl's voice, but he shook off his misgivings and smiled. "Of course," he said. "But I'm not a teacher, so you'll have to come back to Hogwarts with me when we-"

"Hogwarts?" interrupted the girl.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," clarified Harry.

The girl nodded, expression inscrutable. "Where is it?"

Harry, a bit put out that he couldn't finish explaining, answered "In England. I can't say where- it's a secret."

"How will we get there?" asked the girl.

Now visibly annoyed, Harry replied shortly. "Apparating... er, teleporting."

The girl's eyes widened. "You can teleport?"

Finally she was impressed. Harry smiled and puffed out his chest. "Yes. It is very difficult, but I passed the Apparation test."

"Can you teach me to Apparate?" asked the girl.

Harry scowled.

"You have to learn the basics first!" he cried. "Which is why we're going to Hogwarts. I have to find my friends first though."

"Can't you teach me the basics?" asked the girl.

Harry thought about it. Wouldn't it be amazing if he, Harry, were the one to personally teach the newcomer to use magic?

"Oh fine," he said, smiling. Let's see what your potential is."

***

"Sunny?" asked Klaus, voice uncertain.

Sunny looked at him and smiled. But it wasn't a happy "it's-okay-I'm-fine" smile; it looked considerably closer to the smile someone would give when they saw that their favourite restaurant was giving away free fillet mignon.

"Sunny?" repeated Klaus. "Are you okay?"

Sunny leapt at Klaus, so fast that she was a blur. Violet gasped as Sunny ripped the chains out of the wall and dropped Klaus onto the floor.

"Wow- thank y-" began Klaus. But before he could finish, Sunny jumped onto him and bit off his head- in the literal sense.

Violet screamed and Sunny looked up, still smiling, Klaus's blood dripping off her chin. She then leapt at Violet, teeth bared. Violet tried to pull away, but the chains held her fast. Sunny began to rip them out of the wall too, but Violet saw something that gave her some hope; Olaf had left behind his harpoon gun, which was lying just out of reach. So as soon as Sunny had freed her, she threw herself across the room. Sunny wasn't expecting that, and was a split-second slower to react.

Lifting the harpoon gun, Violet emptied the hooks into Sunny just as she had leapt for Violet's throat.

A hook through each eye and one through the throat, Sunny staggered back, then collapsed.

Violet, meanwhile, curled up into a ball and began to cry.

***

The three of them make their way out front towards the garage.

"Amazing," Alice shook her head, rolling her eyes. "The whole house gets wrecked, but the cars are still completely intact."

"I guess this roof was more sturdy then the other one." Bella suggested, eyeing the horizon, the moon just beginning to light up the dark sky. "I do wonder how the explosion was caused, though."

"I was in the forest when it happened." Alice informed them, grimacing. She pointed in the direction of the beach with a sharp movement. "Something exploded down at the harbour."

"I hope there weren't many people hurt," said Bella, her tone pessimistic.

No one replied as they stepped into the sleek silver Volvo and drove through the winding, forest path, the silence eerie. In the distance there were shouts and sirens, the police already on the devastating scene. Lights flickered along the ocean, fire illuminating the ominous sea, the moonlight dull in comparison.

They drove along the streets, most people asleep, or inside, watching the news about such chaos. Alice was directing Edward where to go, scrutinizing every alley, every park, every road, convinced that they would find the red haired boy sooner or later.

Finally Bella spoke up, her face hidden by the shadows. "I think I see someone, over there." Bella looked out of the car window, squinting. "There are three boys, sitting on a bench."

Alice focused on the spot that Bella had noticed, and held out her hand. "Edward, stop the car. I think we may have found something."

Wordlessly, Edward stomped on the brakes and brought the Volvo to an abrupt halt. The three of them got out, moving towards the bench at a slow, smooth pace.

Alice narrowed her eyes, examining the boys. There were three, like Bella had thought, but one appeared to be older then the others. He had red hair, but not like Alice had seen in her vision. Accompanying him were the other two, one with brown hair and one with, sure enough, red hair.

"Excuse me." Alice asked, sweetness dripping from her tone. "Your name is Ron, right?"

---

Nancy got up slowly. Piles of rubble surrounded her, but she was, once again, unharmed. She seemed to be very lucky when it came to near-death experiences.

Nancy listened. She could once again hear the vampires, but she couldn't tell exactly what they were saying. She inched closer to the corner, and slowly peered around. They were getting into a sleek silver car. The same as earlier- she recognized the license plate. She ran back through the forest to her own car. Even though these people scared her to death, she had to find out what they were up to.

---

Ron gave a start. "Um... yes. How did you know my name?"

Alice paused for a moment, thinking. Then she spoke clearly, her lies covered. "I met a boy named Harry, who told me to tell a red haired boy named Ron something quite important. It was just a… a lucky guess." Alice smiled, her teeth sparkling in the moonlight.

---

Nancy drove down the town streets in the direction they had been driving, looking for the strange group and their car. After ten minutes she had nearly given up. Suddenly, she saw the unmistakable silver Volvo parked outside a park. She jumped out of her car, locked it in record time, and dashed off towards the park. She could see them up ahead.

---

Bella concentrated on Alice's conversation, examining Ron. He had freckles and a button nose, but nothing to out of the ordinary.

Suddenly she heard a soft noise in the distance, the purr of a car's engine. There were footsteps, rushed, followed by the distinct clinking of car keys. Bella frowned, held her finger up to her mouth, and crept into the shadows, hidden.

"I think I hear someone coming. I'll go hide in case it's someone I know," she whispered to Edward.

---

"What did Harry say?" asked Ron, alarmed. Then he calmed himself down. Maybe Harry had found someone who could use magic.

Alice continued with her chirpy attitude. "Harry told me to tell you that-"

She stopped as soon as she felt an iron grip on her shoulder, whirling her around.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" Edward held up his finger politely. "Excuse us, please."

They took a few steps backwards, and Edward spoke to Alice, his voice just a murmur in the wind. "I just heard something... strange." His face was troubled, confused. "It sounded as though that boy, Ron, was thinking about that other boy, Harry."

Alice frowned. "So?"

"So," Edward sighed. "I'm not exactly sure what to think, but he thought that maybe Harry had found someone who could use, um, well, magic." He braced himself, prepared for Alice's reaction.

Alice's eyes widened, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She giggled nervously, not wanting to upset Edward, who was taking all of this way too seriously. "Magic?" Alice remained sceptical. "Edward, you couldn't possibly believe such utter nonsense. Everyone knows there's no such thing as magic."

Edward raised an eyebrow. "Everyone knows there's no such thing as vampires."

Alice pursed her lips, thoughtful. "True. There have been many strange events in the past few days. But let's not jump to any conclusions, alright? Just keep your mind open, and I'll see if I can get any more information out of him."

Edward nodded. "Agreed."

Alice took a few steps forward, then froze, her eyes searching the park. "Where's Bella?"

Edward shrugged. "She thought she heard someone coming. And now-"

"She's hiding." Alice finished for him, laughing. "Well, at least she's being cautious."

Edward grinned, following Alice back to the bench.

Ron scowled as the man- he assumed the girl's boyfriend- pulled her away. But they were fast, and before he could even consider using magic to aid his hearing and listen in to their conversation, they were back.

"Harry told you...." prompted Ron, trying not to be too annoyed she had been pulled away in the middle of a conversation.

"I'm sorry." Alice could sense that Ron was slightly annoyed at Edward's interruption in their conversation. She tried to smooth it out by smiling a warm smile. "Yes, Harry told me to tell you that he had to travel to another part of Forks, and that you're supposed to explain to us everything we need to know. I'm not exactly sure what it is we need to know, but Harry assured us that you were the right guy for the job."

---

Peter watched everything going on in a daze. After being in two different explosions, he wasn't really feeling all that well. And the red-headed man still hadn't put him down.

"I hate to interrupt," he said, feeling nothing of the sort, "but WHAT`S GOING ON?"

Tintin watched the group of strangers approach. They seemed suspicious...at least until the pixie-like one stepped out. She was...beyond words. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Tintin's jaw relaxed slightly, and he stared in awe at the beautiful creation before him. She was almost as good-looking as he was.

---

Ron ignored the other two guys and furrowed his brow, trying to work out what Harry had meant. "Maybe he meant that you had magic and I was supposed to bring you to Hogwarts," he told the girl. "But I don't know for sure."

Alice froze, her mind spinning, flashing around the word "Hogwarts." The place in her vision.

The magical place.

Alice almost slapped herself.

This whole time, she had been focused on finding this amazing castle, wondering what purpose it served. And now she knew.

"Yes, yes." Alice nodded, pretending to understand. "Harry had mentioned something about magic, but I didn't really hear him. He just looked... surprised, and was muttering something about there being three of us." She shrugged.

---

Bella stiffened. There was someone there, she could feel it. She hoped it wasn't someone she knew, knowing that it would be extremely difficult to explain her transformation.

Bella squinted, eyeing the path behind her friends. There was a slight movement, a wisp of hair out of place. But Bella wasn't close enough to distinguish who it was.

---

Ron grinned. "Well then, you have it right. Harry and I are scouts for Hogwarts- we're looking for people who have magic potential. Although I can't imagine why Harry would send you to me..."

***

Danny wandered aimlessly through the destroyed streets of the town, pushing the girl, who had been knocked unconscious, in a wheelchair he had found. Wait... there was someone ahead. Danny froze. In this eerie, deserted village, anyone could be dangerous. But he wanted to talk to someone... he was stuck out here in the middle of nowhere with no clue whether the man had sent help back to the site to save his friends.

Depression threatened to take hold of Danny, but he resisted it. He had no proof his friends were dead- none at all. Stiffening his resolve, he headed towards the various forms gathered in a park. "Hello," he called. "Has any of you seen someone who said anything about a bus exploding?"

Smoke hid the stranger's faces, and Danny felt a bit uneasy as they turned their attention towards him. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea...

A girl came out of the gloom.

"Hi," she said cheerfully, skipping towards them. "My name is Alice, and this is Edward." She motioned towards a young man with bronze hair. "Are you lost?"

Danny stared. She seemed awfully chipper considering her town just exploded.

---

Nancy furrowed her brow at the mention of magic and Hogwarts. That sure was something. There was no doubt now that these were very strange people. Nancy used the break in weird conversation when a teen boy arrived to look around . She noticed a wisp of her strawberry-blond hair was floating away from the rest. "Oh no! A hair emergency!" she thought loudly to herself. She desperately tried to pat it back into place. She just had to look her best, even when snooping.

---

Peter heard a voice he recognised. Could it be? Someone else survived the explosion?

"Danny?" he said cautiously.

Danny's ears pricked up. That was Peter's voice! But he must have imagined it...

Shoving past the girl and wheeling Tintin's friend along, he squinted through the smoke and mist to try and make out who had called out.

"Peter? Is that you?"

Edward rolled his eyes, bored by this reunion. He wasn't always this rude, but he was incredibly eager to hear more about Hogwarts, the school of magic.

He was sure that Carlisle would be very interested in their discoveries, wherever he was.

"So, Ron," Edward spoke softly, trying not to interrupt the two boys' conversation. "Where is this... Hogwarts?"

---

Bella glanced up at the street light, shining over the park bench, amplifying the ominous mist. She had watched a boy by the name Danny wheel a girl over to the others, talking to them in great surprise. Maybe they knew each other from somewhere.

Bella searched the trees, her eyes alert, sensitive to any movement. A few leaves fluttering in the wind, an owl's call, but nothing out of the ordinary. No unrecognizable people in the distance.

---

"Of course it's me!" Peter called out. "Now tell this loser to put me down". Danny was alive!

"Sure thing," said Danny. He jogged over to Danny, dumped the girl onto the bench next to the redhead, and helped Peter into the wheelchair.

Tintin scowled at Peter. "Loser"? He had saved the world multiple times. He was a hero! Little children aspired to be like him when they grew up! He was extremely good-looking! "Excuse me?" he asked.

Peter rolled his eyes.

He was just happy to be back in his chair.