Hermione's POV

A solid ghost? Seriously? Whose ghost was he? Edward Cullen's ghost? Were they all ghosts? "I don't believe you." I said finally.

"Ah, Hermione, why won't you accept the truth?" He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.

"Because it's not the truth." I stood up from my seat on his couch.

"Why isn't it?" He stood up too and looked down at me.

"Because I've never heard of anything like it." I'd read all the books about exotic creatures in the magic world; I knew what I was talking about.

"Aren't.... Muggle scientists like discovering all these new creatures all the time?" He said in his stupid American accent. "My accent is not stupid!" He yelled and I gaped at him. It all fit together then.

"You can read my mind... You're a mermaid!" I pointed at him then ducked down to pull up his pant leg to look for gills or scales.

"Hey! Get out of my pants!" He yelled and less than a second later his girlfriend, Bella, was in the doorway.

"You bitch! You're trying to molest my husband?!" What? Husband? Weren't they a little young for marriage? How old were they?

Oh. Immortals. I see.

"Vampire's" I muttered.

"Edward? You...?" She stopped and I felt a little pushing on my mind like someone was trying to push through my head, or at least covering it with some type of sheet. Edward shook his head and Bella sighed either with relief or worry.

"I'm right?" I gasped.

"You can't tell... consider my family. What would it do if you ruined our secret? Voldemort?" I shuttered at the name. "He could hunt us down, and kill us. Please Hermione, you have to don't tell anybody... Not even Harry or Ron." He was down on his knee and he took my hand and kissed it. His skin was so cold. "Please, keep this to yourself, I don't want to be the death of my family... and I'm sure you don't either" He looked into my eyes pleadingly.

"Of course... I-- hey, why haven't you killed us all?" I asked.

Bella and Edward laughed together. "We don't drink human blood; only animals." He said in an 'obviously' kind of tone.

"Ah, I see... was I right about Seth?" I asked. "Shape shifter?"

"Yeah... And I will know if you tell anybody," He tapped his temple. "Mind-reader, I'll be listening." He winked and Bella growled.

"Yes... um can I ask you questions later?" I walked towards the door.

"Yeah," I barely heard as I ran out the door. Can you hear me from here? I laughed but kept on running.

Emmett's POV

"See? This is Voldemort... I can't believe you haven't heard of him." Harry shook his head and handed me a picture of a bald guy with no nose.

"What happened to his nose?! I want to sing a song for him!

"Voldemort.

had a wart,

upon his face.

He was a disgrace,

To his mom and dad,

They got all sad,

So he killed them both,

And made an oath,

To kill some more,

Because it felt good,

To murder in the hood,

Ooh-oh-ooh

He likes the color white,

He molests kids,

Without a fight"

"Awesome! Sing it again! I want to write it down and send an owl to everybody-" Ron took out a feather and an eighteenth century piece of paper.

"Whoa, whoa, why don't you just Twitter it?" I pulled my laptop out of my bag and logged on to my account. "You know what? I kind of got suspended for weird activity on Twitter... MySpace!" I logged onto my account and typed in the song. "World-wide." I muttered and clicked send. "Now everybody will get it... Even the white man himself." I smiled in contentment.

"Really?" Ron smiled.

"Yes, my little British friend, he will," I turned to Harry. "Now little English shrimp, Alice wanted you to meet her in her room." His face lit up.

"See you later, suckers!" He got up and left.

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