Author's Notes: Look at that – onto the next chapter all ready! Thank you, once again, for all the reviews, Story Alerts, Author Alerts, Favourite Story and Favourite Author.

Just a quick note: JK Rowling has never said if Audrey, Percy's wife, is a witch or not.

Just a second quick note: I don't know how the Fidelius Charm is preformed, so, I've taken a guess.

Just a quick third note: The time changing symbols have worked! I shall continue to use them until such a time comes that they don't show up – let us hope such a time doesn't come.

Just a very long fourth note: For those who have asked me about what Thanksgiving is, I decided to Google it and found this story which I thought to be the best. Also, it's the Canadian one, which differs from the American one:

In Canada Thanksgiving is celebrated on the second Monday in October. Unlike the American tradition of remembering Pilgrims and settling in the New World, Canadians give thanks for a successful harvest. The harvest season falls earlier in Canada compared to the United States due to the simple fact that Canada is further north.

The history of Thanksgiving in Canada goes back to an English explorer, Martin Frobisher, who had been trying to find a northern passage to the Orient. He did not succeed but he did establish a settlement in Northern America. In the year 1578, he held a formal ceremony, in what is now called Newfoundland, to give thanks for surviving the long journey. This is considered the first Canadian Thanksgiving. Other settlers arrived and continued these ceremonies. He was later knighted and had an inlet of the Atlantic Ocean in northern Canada named after him - Frobisher Bay.

At the same time, French settlers, having crossed the ocean and arrived in Canada with explorer Samuel de Champlain, also held huge feasts of thanks. They even formed 'The Order of Good Cheer' and gladly shared their food with their Indian neighbours.

After the Seven Year's War ended in 1763, the citizens of Halifax held a special day of Thanksgiving.

During the American Revolution, Americans who remained loyal to England moved to Canada where they brought the customs and practices of the American Thanksgiving to Canada. There are many similarities between the two Thanksgivings such as the cornucopia and the pumpkin pie.

Eventually in 1879, Parliament declared November 6th a day of Thanksgiving and a national holiday. Over the years many dates were used for Thanksgiving, the most popular was the 3rd Monday in October. After World War I, both Armistice Day and Thanksgiving were celebrated on the Monday of the week in which November 11th occurred. Ten years later, in 1931, the two days became separate holidays and Armistice Day was renamed Remembrance Day.

Finally, on January 31st, 1957, Parliament proclaimed ...

"A Day of General Thanksgiving to Almighty God for the bountiful harvest with which Canada has been blessed ... to be observed on the 2nd Monday in October."

~*~

"Harry," Alice whispered, "I know where they are."

That was all it took. All it took to ruin the mood placed throughout the house. All it took for Harry, Ron, George, Arthur, Bill, Percy, Emmett, Edward, Carlisle and Jasper to be talking quickly.

"Where, Alice – where did you see them?" asked Harry.

Alice was quiet for few seconds before the words spilled from her mouth.

"Port Angele's – in three days."

"Wands!" called Carlisle. "Has everyone got their wands?"

All of the legal wizards in the house pulled wands out of their pockets and held them in the air.

"Good," whispered Carlisle. "Make sure you've got them with you at all times now."

"No worries, there, mate," muttered George, pushing his wand back into his pocket.

It was awkwardly silent until Lily started to cry after Fred pushed Louis who landed on her. That's all it took. Everyone started helping their children, getting them to calm down, before speaking, again.

They all sat around the table and waited for Carlisle to speak.

"I think we should meet with the wolves later today. We'll tell them what's going on, everything. We'll get them ready to fight. We can see if they'll protect the borders of the house."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Though, for most of the wizards, they weren't sure what to really make of this.

"I think," said Edward, standing from his seat and looking at everyone around the table, "we should all go hunting tonight, before things get out of hand. If we go in pairs, we'll get finished by this time tomorrow."

"Yes," said Carlisle, nodding, "that would be a good idea. Emmett and Rosalie, you can go first, we'll tell you everything we've come up with when you get back."

Emmett and Rosalie rose from the table, said their goodbyes and left. Harry watched them through the window as they ran into the woods and disappeared from view.

"The kids ..." whispered Angelina, "where will they go? We can't have them in here while we're out fighting, that wouldn't be right!"

"Charlie," said Bella. "They can go to my father's."

"Bella," commented Esme, "Charlie can't take all of the children."

"I know, but we can get Sue to stay over there. Like Angelina said, the kids can't stay in here while we're not here."

"I'm sure Charlie wouldn't mind," retorted Alice. "It would be very easy with Sue there. And Renesmee, she could go over, too and help. And Teddy and Victoire are old enough to help out."

"Yes, but the house!" said Esme. "It's not nearly big enough!"

"I'll go over and add some rooms," proposed Arthur. "A few spells and charms and there'll be tons of room!"

"Okay, then that's settled," said Carlisle.

"I'll go, too," piped up Audrey. "I'm not a wizard or a vampire or wolf, but I am a parent and the kids need someone with whom they are familiar with."

"Good, good!" cheered Carlisle. "Bella, go call Charlie, ask him."

"I'm all over it."

In only a few seconds, Bella was back.

"Charlie's fine with it."

"Arthur, when can you go over?" asked Esme.

"Right now or whenever it's good for Bella's father," spoke Arthur.

"Charlie said whenever, he'll be home," explained Bella.

"I'll drive you," said Jasper.

Arthur stood from the table. "Anyone want to help?"

Bill and Percy stood.

"All right, we'll be back shortly."

Jasper, Arthur, Bill and Percy started from the door.

"Wait!" called Bella. "I'll come, too. I need to visit Charlie. Where's Renesmee? I'll bring her with me."

"She's upstairs," mumbled Edward.

"Thank you, Edward ... Renesmee!"

And with that, Jasper, Arthur, Bill, Percy, Bella and Renesmee were gone, leaving only, Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Alice, Hermione, Molly, Harry, Ron, Fleur, Ginny, Audrey, Angelina, George and all the kids.

"I want to put up wards," whispered Harry, looking at his hands upon the table.

"What kind?"

"Protective ones, so they can't see the houses!"

"When can you do that?" asked Carlisle, looking at Harry.

"Now, but I'll need some help – Ron?" Harry looked at Ron.

"Yeah, of course!"

"Okay, you two do that, now."

Harry and Ron got up from the table and ventured into the front yard of the Cullen's house.

"So, what charms were you thinking?" Ron asked Harry.

"Um ... Cave Inimicum ... maybe a Disillusionment Charm ... we can try a Fidelius Charm ... Muffliato ... you can add anything else, I guess."

"All right, then."

Ron and Harry both pulled out their wands and pointed them at the house. Harry thought, Cave Inimicum! Muffliato! He quickly put up a Disillusionment Charm and then put his wand down. A few seconds later, Ron put his down, too.

"D'you want to do the Fidelius Charm?"Harry asked.

"You sure?" questioned Ron.

"Yeah, mate, go ahead!"

Ron held his wand up and pointed it up to the house. He closed his eyes and made a flourished movement with his wand. A light grew from the end of the wand and spread over the house. The glowing continued, then disappeared just as quick.

Harry walked over and patted Ron on the shoulder. "Great job, Ron."

"Thank you."

~*~

Ron and Harry went back inside and told them every enchantment that was placed upon the house. Ron revealed the pass code as Secret Keeper. Soon, Jasper, Bill, Arthur, Bella, Percy and Renesmee got back.

"How did it go?" asked Alice.

"Excellent!" replied Arthur. "We added loads of space, there shouldn't be a problem at all."

"We added some beds and other necessary things," added Bill. "We should probably take them over tomorrow, though, to get them comfortable."

"I agree," said Molly.

"So, tomorrow, we're transferring the kids to Charlie's."

~*~

"We need you to protect the borders of our house," said Carlisle, facing Jacob and Sam at the dining room table. Surrounding the other sides of the table were all the adult Weasley men – and Harry – and all of the Cullens – and, if you want to get well into the Cullen's family tree, Hales.

"We know this may sound crazy, but it's true and you must believe us," continued Carlisle. "This man, here"– Carlisle got up from his chair and walked so he was sound behind Harry, his hand clasped over Harry's shoulder –"he needs protection. He's a wizard. All of these men are wizards." Sam's eyes kept growing in size, possibly thinking Carlisle was completely mad. "There are bad wizards – very bad wizards, so bad, they have the name of Death Eaters –"

"Excuse me," said Sam, raising his hand as though he was a school boy, "but how do you eat Death? Isn't that impossible?"

"You'd be surprised," Harry mumbled under his breath.

"They kill people, Sam. People who can't fight back. People without wands – Muggles."

"We haven't got wands!"

"Not matter the case, you both are werewolves and you can both protect Harry and his family. You are able to fight back. We haven't got much time; three of the Death Eaters are coming, we think, on Thursday or right after. If you travel the borders and let us know if they're close, we can be ready to fight and send them back to jail."

Sam and Jacob were quiet for some time. It was Jacob who spoke first.

"Do you have any other plans already made?"

"Yes. All of the Weasley grandchildren are going to Charlie's where we have put up charms and spells. We have charms and spells on this house, too, which is why Ron and Edward met you down by the road. You need the Secret Keeper – in this case Ron – to tell you have to get inside. Without knowing, you'd be completely blind about it."

Sam waited before speaking.

"I will do it. Although, I don't know if anyone else will, but I will ask and should they say 'no' ... well, there isn't anything I can do about that."

"What about you, Jake?" asked Bella.

"Yeah ... yeah, I guess I will. I'll talk with the rest of them" – Harry took this to be the other werewolves –"but like Sam said, if they don't want to do it, there's anything we can do to enforce it. It's their choice, right."

"Exactly right," said Carlisle, going back to his chair. "If they don't want to do, please, don't make them. With you two on board, I'm sure we'll know. It would always be better with more, but two is fine! More than we had before. Thank you."

"It is no problem. We've got anything to do, do we Jake?"

"Nope."

"When should we come by?"

"Tomorrow morning we're taking the kids to Charlie's. Without knowing how long that will take, I'm thinking the best time would be the day after tomorrow. Do you agree, Edward? Harry?"

"I think that's good," replied Harry.

"Sounds good," commented Edward.

"Okay, we'll see you Wednesday."

~*~

"It's going to be a long week, you know that, right?" whispered Ginny.

"I know, Gin, believe me, I know."