Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Twilight are not mine. Aril and her family are.
Chapter Eleven:
Embry stared after the girl who had stolen his life. A Witch? Aril was actually a witch? And who was this Dumbledore person? Aril said he was the headmaster of the school she would return to London to attend. He felt a sudden rush of anger towards the headmaster.
"Embry what did she want to talk to you about?" Quil asked coming up with the rest of the Pack. "She says she's a witch and she has to go to a school back in London," he replied. As he thought about it the knowledge seemed to settle. He found that he was perfectly fine with her being a witch. After all he was a teen that turned into a wolf.
As he realized this he looked up to see Aril disappearing into the forest. He stood staring after her shocked at how fast she could run. For an eleven year old she was pretty fast.
Mickey came out followed by an old man. This man had white hair and beard. His eyes were blue and the looked at one from behind halfmoon glasses. Mickey was disperately calling his sister. But she was long gone. He came over to the Pack and said, "She just took off. I don't know what happened. Professor Dumbledore was talking to us about our mother getting worse, it upset me too, but she just took off out of the blue." Embry didn't wait for him to say anything else. He followed the scent that already pulled at him and jogged into the forest.
When he found her she was curled up crying. She kept muttering "It's my fault" over and over again.
He reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder. She didn't move a muscle at his touch. "Please look at me Aril," he said.
He sesperately wanted her to know that he still cared about her. That he accepted her.
She responded to his voice and he dearly wished he'd asked her anything else. The torment in her eyes was like a knife being twisted through his heart.
He lifted her and began carrying her back to the Cullens. Though she muttered over and over again she seemed to relax a little.
When they got back everyone started talking at once. Finally he was able to explain his part of it. Suddenly she started crying softly into her hands.
Embry knew Aril rarely cried. She didn't cry at all when her father had kidnapped her. Edward knelt beside her and gripped her wrist. He spoke to her and comforted her. Embry's stomach clenched in jealousy. He wanted to comfort her. He longed to be in Edwards place. But he could tell that he would screw the whole thing up.
She stopped crying and drifted back to sleep. The old man then came forward. "I wish to make a proposition with you. I see that the twins have grown close to all of you, and it will be difficult for them to part with you so soon." Embry watched him closely. Carlisle and Jacob listened to what he had to say. Dumbledore turned to Carlisle. "I fear a dark lord will come within the next few years. I fear also that many of your kind will help him in his endeavors. This problem has been complicated, but with your permission I would like you to work at Hogwarts as a teacher of your kind." Carlisle nodded and said, "I understand your dilemma, but I will not leave my family here while I go all the way to England." Dumbledore nodded and said, "Understandable. I would love it if your family came. Your dear wife could help you as well as that charming young lady," he nodded to Renesme, "and the rest of your family can attend classes with the rest of the school. I will let you discuss in length after I'm gone." Carlisle thanked him and Dumbledore turned to Jacob. "I would also like to invite you to attend Hogwarts as well. I understand Shifters have quite a bit of magic. I will let you think on it though." He paused and then nodded.
He glanced at a strange looking watch and then said, "I believe I will take young Mr. Raziela with me. I will return for Ms. Raziela in a couple days. I hope to have your answers by then." Then he took Mickey by the arm and vanished with a loud popping sound.
The Pack soon left for home. Embry lay in bed that night hoping Jacob would agree to go to Hogwarts. Then he realized maybe it would be better to hope the Cullens would go. Jacob would not go if Renesme didn't. His thoughts turned to Quil. If they went Quil wouldn't be able to see Claire as much. He felt torn between his best friend and the one he imprinted on.