A/N: This is what I would have liked to happen; – had J.K. Rowling's world ever crossed over with Stephanie Meyers'.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from their creations, besides the following plot. xx

Chapter Ten – Unexpected Visitors to Forks

24 June 1995

Lily Potter POV

There was an old saying my father always used to state about time flying by when people were having fun. I remember thinking it was so silly growing up; until I realised he was right. My time with James had been cut so short; yet I remember loving mostly every minute of it. There were other moments I had shared with certain friends too, which had flown past so quickly. Afternoons in the park with Severus near Spinners End; study sessions in the library with Remus or even girl time in the Gryffindor common room with Mary and Alice. They were the kind of fun moments that had made me realise time passed by so quickly.

It was nearing nine in the evening, and Bella had spent the whole afternoon laughing and enjoying herself in my apartment with me. Charlie had had a work function in Port Angeles this evening, so I suggested Bella stay over at mine for the night. It was not often she slept over at the apartment, given that Charlie lived so close by. During her younger summers in Forks, I had always stayed at Charlie's place had he been working late or if she required babysitting. Though lately, Bella had barely spent much time around Charlie or I. Her new relationship with Jacob had kept her quite busy; and constantly out on the reservation. Obviously dating a werewolf was a fulltime commitment. As much as I liked Jacob and was thrilled for Bella, I also missed spending time with my niece. Tonight was the perfect chance for us to catch up without Jacob attached to her side.

Earlier in the afternoon, we had assisted Charlie in getting ready for his fancy dinner; picking his shirt, fastening his cuff links and tying his tie for him. He was hopeless with dressing himself for social events; my brother's preferred wardrobe was always his sheriff uniform or his fishing gear. After sending him on his way, and making him promise not to drink while he was out, Bella and I walked back over to my apartment with her overnight bag. We had agreed to cook dinner together, watch a chick flick and give each other makeovers. Having a daughter would be incredible; I envied all those young mothers with teenage daughters to shop, cook and talk with.

As I stood over my stove stirring the chopped vegetables into my sautéed dish, I laughed lightly with Bella as she sat on my couch painting her toe nails. All she had talked about lately was Jacob and their adventures together. The amount of time she was spending down in La Push, had basically wiped the Cullen family from her mind. From cliff diving, to camping and hiking trips in the forest, Bella had story after story about the La Push kids. I wasn't entirely thrilled to hear that she was dirt bike riding with Jacob though. Or that they were becoming more physical with each other either. It didn't help that I also knew Jacob was climbing into Bella's room every night, just as Edward had. Then again, Edward had been too old-fashioned for me to have even worried about him sleeping with Bella. But I suppose it wasn't really my place to interfere. James and I had started having sex when we were sixteen, and Bella was already eighteen. I sighed to my self realising that age and maturity had made me responsible and conservative. Maybe the worry and paranoia just came with being a parent or guardian. I wondered if I needed to talk to her about contraception; I really didn't think I'd need to, she was already eighteen and she wasn't stupid either. I couldn't believe how time had flown so quickly; Bella had been four years old when I had moved to Forks in hiding. I glanced over at the young woman sitting on my couch and smiled fondly.

"Hey Tink, can you set the table for dinner when your toes dry?"

"Yep sure," she started blowing on her toes for a few minutes and then got up to set my dining table. Maybe I needed to stop calling her 'Tink' as well, just as I had when she was a child. I rolled my eyes at myself and tried to think back to when I had been eighteen and how annoyed I'd get at the adults in my life for treating me like a kid. I didn't want to be the condescending, paranoid, uncool aunt in Bella's life.

Together we sat down to my sautéed stir-fry and began to chat about plans for Charlie's upcoming birthday. Bella talked animatedly about having a surprise barbeque for him down in La Push. Naturally that was where she would want it; I'm sure my niece would go and live out there if she could. Jacob had obviously opened up to her about the wolf pack and everything else that went on down at the beach, such as the tribal meetings, wolf patrols and training as well as the continuous parties, barbeques and massive meals. What amused me was the fact that her deception and manipulation skills had improved. Over the past two months, I had witnessed countless conversations between her and Charlie in which she had talked her way out of breaking her curfew, or convinced him to allow her to stay out overnight at her boyfriend's house. I couldn't believe how soft Charlie had become, nor could I believe how quick-tongued Bella was either. Though, I suppose having two mythical creatures as boyfriends, would certainly give you an edge on keeping secrets and lying. Again, it hadn't been my place to interfere with her rule-breaking or to clue Charlie in either. I suppose the fact was; I trusted Jacob, and I trusted Sam. After Bella and I finished our dinner, we quickly washed up the dishes and decided to give Bella a haircut

"Maybe layers and a side fringe, but I'm not sure," she was skimming through photos on her laptop for ideas.

"I think that would look nice Bells, I like your length the way it is," I commented running my fingers through her long strands.

"Yeah I don't think I'd like it any shorter," she mumbled absently still flicking through photos.

"I'll go get my scissors and comb," I left her on the couch and ran up to my room to fetch what I needed to cut Bella's hair. Spending fourteen years in hiding had given me the free time and space to achieve a number of things with my life. When I wasn't at work or with Charlie or Remus, I had spent my time learning new things and perfecting some of my hobbies. Taking a short course in hair dressing had been one of them. I had also learnt to play the piano extremely well, taken a master cooking class, a ballroom dancing class and a two year sewing course as well.

As I entered my room, I caught sight of the hamper of wizard treats that Remus had bought me six months earlier, in the corner. The morning after Christmas, I had made Remus promise to return to Forks frequently, so that he could bring me more wizarding sweets. Considering the fact he never broke his promises, I had seen him every three to four weeks since Christmas. When I had asked him to keep replenishing my stash of sweets, I hadn't actually meant it. I'd really just wanted to see him more often than usual and I had also wanted to remain updated with Harry and the Triwizard Tournament. Though Remus, being the sweetheart that he was; had kept my colourful hamper of sweets overflowing this past half year. I walked over to the colourful box and opened the lid, feeling like a quick dose of sugar. Besides the chocolate frogs and Bertie Bott's Beans, there were also a handful of sugar-spun quills, exploding bonbons, fizzing whizzbees and creaming nougats. I closed the lid realising it probably wasn't wise eating any of them with Bella downstairs. I sighed to myself missing Remus. It had been nearly a month since I'd seen him; things were obviously keeping him busy in the wizarding world.

I grabbed my hairdressing kit from my cupboard and returned to Bella downstairs. She happily showed me a picture on her laptop of a long layered haircut she fancied. We pulled a chair into my downstairs bathroom and I set to work on her beautiful hair. After an hour or so, I managed to finish layering her side fringe.

"There you go, no more split ends Bells. And your fringe is just short enough to not fall into your eyes and annoy you," I smiled happily, pleased with my work. I spent ten minutes blow drying her hair for her and she squealed in delight.

"I love it, I absolutely love it Aunt Lils, thank you" she kissed me on the cheek and then stood in front of my mirror for the next five to ten minutes. She played with her hair, experimenting with it in different partings, up-dos and styles. I wasn't sure if she was the same tom-boy that had been living under Charlie's roof the previous year. While she had been with Edward, she had not been concerned at all with her appearance. In actual fact, before Jacob and she had become friends, I had never seen Bella in a dress, with make up on or even in heels. I chuckled to myself as I cleaned up the bathroom floor around her feet with my broomstick, sweeping all her hair into a dustpan. I started wishing I could practice magic again. I had even read a charm in The Standard Book of Spells last night that made broomsticks sweep up for you. I huffed in frustration; I couldn't wait to use my wand again.

"You okay Aunt Lils?" Bella asked in response to my huffing, "oh here let me do that for you!" she took the broom from my hand and cleaned up the remainder of the bathroom for me while I made up her guest bedroom. After we were both done clearing up we agreed to watch a movie together on the couch. I grabbed one of the bigger quilts from upstairs and curled up with Bella on the couch under it. She had set up the DVD player for us and the opening adverts to the movie had already started.

"So what are we watching?" I asked casually.

"You'll see," she giggled lightly. Within a few moments the beginning of Disney's 'Peter Pan' had begun. I tickled Bella under the quilt.

"Aren't you a little old for this movie Tink?" she squirmed and laughed with me.

"Never," she answered playfully. When Bella had been much younger, she and I had always curled up on the couch together and watched a heap of the Disney classics. I remember pulling her onto my lap and sitting through one after another of the Princess movies; Cinderella, Snow White, Little Mermaid…the list went on. But Bella's favourite film had always been Peter Pan. She would wish she was Wendy, and that she would fly off to Neverland and stay young forever with Peter. I chuckled at the memory, comparing it to her reality, in which she had started dating a vampire who would eventually fly her off to another country to escape the treaty here in America, allowing her to stay young forever with immortality. I used to say to Bella, that if she flew off with Peter she would leave me behind, and that would make me cry. So she had said I could come with her and just be Tinkerbell. I told her I would happily come with her to Neverland if I was allowed to be Wendy, and she would be Tinkerbell. At the age of five, my young niece had happily agreed to the trade and since then, my nickname for her had always been Tinkerbella.

"I think we should buy Charlie a dog like 'Nana,' it might do him some good," Bella commented, her eyes glued to the television screen. I thought about it for a few minutes and realised Bella was onto something.

"Maybe it would be a good birthday gift for him," I added as we continued to watch the film in silence. Halfway through the film Bella rested her head on my shoulder and I began to stroke her hair absently. The movie continued on for a little while longer before I heard a loud pop in my kitchen. Bella and I both looked up to see a frightened Remus standing in front of my fridge.

"What the..?" Bella jumped up terrified of what she had just seen. Before I could reach out for her, Remus had muttered "obliviate" and knocked her out with a sleeping spell. Bella fell with a thud to my tiled floor.

"Bella," I yelled rushing over to her.

"I'm so sorry Lils, I didn't know she'd be here," he ran over to where I was crouched over my niece.

"I hope she didn't hurt herself when she fell," I said horrified, glancing at the clock on my kitchen wall. It was just after one in the morning.

"No she wouldn't have; the sleeping charm masks all that," Remus reassured me hurriedly. He looked terrible, absolutely terrible; probably as bad as he looked after a full moon. Sparing no time at all, Remus pointed his wand at Bella and levitated her upstairs.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked quickly, not even sure why he was here.

"I have to talk to you immediately, where can I put her?" Remus spluttered out anxiously and I became scared. I told him to put her in the guestroom upstairs. I followed him upstairs with the quilt and draped it over Bella on the guest bed. Remus doubled his sleeping charm so she would remain in her slumber until the later hours of the morning. I closed her room door and was about to follow Remus downstairs when he stopped me.

"Where's your wand Lily?" I frowned at him. He never called me Lily, and I wondered why the hell he was asking after my wand.

"In my r…" he cut me off in a second.

"Get it. NOW!" I started breathing quickly and dashed into my room to retrieve my wand from behind a large picture frame of James and I on our wedding day. The second I came out of my room, Remus grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs. The second we stepped off the staircase, I turned to him to ask what the hell was going on but Remus cut me off;

"You need to cast an Intruder or Caterwauling Charm," he commanded quickly. I stared at my old friend as though he was speaking another language. Had he lost his mind? He knew I couldn't perform any magic… "Lily, He Who Must Not Be Named has risen again…cast a charm now." I stared at Remus in disbelief. I could not comprehend what he was saying. Without wasting a second, he walked right up to me and shook me violently by the shoulders. "Snap out of it Lils; we don't have time for one of your break downs! You can practice magic again; he's come back to life. Cast a spell NOW!" Remus yelled and then mumbled out the incantation for me. I repeated it absently, holding out my wand and feeling the power surge through my body for the first time in years. There was a burst of light from the tip of my wooden stick, and after a second or so, I had a faint sense of security running through my body. I had never noticed that feeling before with spells or charms…

"He came back to power this evening Lils," Remus relaxed a little. We stood in the middle of my living room, where we had danced on Christmas night. "He nearly killed Harry in his final task of the Tournament. Harry managed to hold his own and get himself out of there before anything happened. Wormtail was with him too; according to Harry, Peter was the one who resurrected him. But he knows you're alive now…Vol" Remus paused, "He knows you didn't die that night Lils…"

"Rem?" I squeaked inaudibly and he rushed over and held me. We squeezed each other in fear and for comfort. "I can't believe this is happening." Remus ran his hand through my hair affectionately. We stood in the middle of my living room for possibly an hour, both our wands clasped tightly in our hands. Neither of us moved; neither of us spoke; neither of us cried.

"It's going to be okay Lils, Harry's okay. He's alive," Remus finally broke the silence.

"But how did Voldem…"

"DON'T! There could be a trace on the name…don't say it," Remus reacted quickly and then grabbed hold of me again.

"How did he find out?" I whispered into his shoulder. Remus knew exactly what I was referring to.

"We suspect he used Legilimency on Wormtail after he came back to power, and saw you in his mind…He's got some of his Death Eaters out looking for you right now."

"And Harry?"

"He's safe for now Lily, leave him to Dumbledore."

"What are we all going to do?" I sobbed into his chest miserably and he rested his head on mine. A few minutes later there was another loud pop in my kitchen. Remus and I immediately raised our wands in that direction, to find Severus Snape standing there.

"Severus what are you doing here?" I gasped in shock.

A/N: Pretty please REVIEW guys! What did you think of Chapter Ten? Definitely a new turn of events; poor Bella getting caught up in the heat of things and being sent to bed! But on another note; after fourteen years, Lily can use magic again. And finally... another Harry Potter character in Forks! What do you think Severus wants from Lily? xx