Meetings and Treaties

Emma casually waved her goodbye to the Cullen family as Harry approached. "Ducked out of gym again today?"

"I don't quite fancy gym."

Harry chuckled, "I think I can tell. Oh before I forget I will be going down to La Push today there's a beach there and a few people from school are going to go. Want to come?"

"I will if you can name two people, aside from you and Bella that I would know."

Harry thought for a moment, "Um, Angela." Emma raised one finger. "And uh, alright I'll take that as you don't want to go."

"Bingo. We will be having important guests in the house later today and I expect you to be there, it involves the lands here."

"Of course, if I'm not, make the decisions, I know you're more capable then I am."

Emma gave Harry a dry look, "Make sure that you are Harry, I don't want you loosing focus on important situations."

Harry looked out the window as the trees zoomed by "I understand." Emma got to the house to see a familiar beat up pick up truck. "Bella, sorry, as you can see I just got home. I'll be out in a minute." Emma nodded her head toward Bella, and entered the house.

As Harry said goodbye he closed the door. Emma stood in the foyer, alone. Its fine, I'm glad he can finally have a teenage life. God knows we've never had one. I'm happy for him. Emma went to the basement which was almost complete, an almost perfect replica of her basement back home. She wasn't going to stop training on this vacation; she had to keep practicing her magic, and her fighting. She grabbed some work out clothes and began to box. It was two hours later when Emma heard the doorbell ring. Six o'clock, Harry isn't here. It's sort of early I suppose.

Emma had just come out of the shower and was sporting metallic flats with her favorite electric blue t-shirt, and a pair of dark jeans.

Opening the door it was the whole clan of Cullens. "Good evening, please come in." Emma let the door open and gestured through.

Esme looked around and said, "You have such a lovely home."

"Thank you Harry bought this house when it was, well, what looked like a used bomb shelter. I particularly love it for the tall ceilings and large windows." Alice looked around and saw the pictures that were going up the stair case. Emmett kept his laugh in when Emma mentioned the windows. "Would you all like to sit in the living room; I also have a rather large dining room through there that I have yet to use?"

Carlisle focused in on Emma, "We'll we have the other side of the treaty coming soon, so I suppose we should sit in the dining room upon their arrival for the mean time I supposed the living room is fine."

"Perfect can I offer anyone refreshment?"

Jasper whose eyes slightly darkened said, "I'll have one, thank you." The Cullens sat in the lush living room as Emma went to retrieve the packets of blood from her basement fridge.

"This home is really big, deceiving from the outside." Esme couldn't stop looking around.

"I agree" Carlisle said as he looked at Edward who was eyeing the grand piano.

"Can you play Edward?" Emma said as she entered the living room with two glasses of deep red Merlot colored liquid.

Handing one over to Jasper who thanked her again, she made way for the small violin that stood next to the piano. "I am a music junky myself, but I have to admit I only bought the piano for looks."

Edward got up and said "do you mind?"

"Not at all, you will be the only action this Piano will get." Emma sat next to Alice, who couldn't stop staring at Emma in wonder. Emma ignored the pixie like girl in order to hear Edward play. As soon as his fingers hit the first couple of keys Emma was in a trance. Edward played a beautiful song he composed years ago. At the end Emma could only stand and applaud. "That was fantastic. How long have you been playing?"

"Let see here 1918, its 2009, ninety-one years."

Emma laughed, "When were you born?"

"1901 in Chicago Illinois," Edward said.

"No kidding. I was born 1992 in Chicago."

"Aw so you are permanently seventeen as well."

"You are correct." Emma sat back down, this time next to Edward. Carlisle was about to inquire about her magic when the doorbell rung.

"Please excuse me." Emma went to answer the door. "May I help you?" There was a group of huge muscular men. "Not of course that I mind."

"Ah you must be the new vampire in Forks, charming."

"You lot must be the other side of this treaty. Please come in." They entered to see the Cullens standing in the foyer. "Let's all make our way to the dining room, please follow me." Emma slid two doors apart and revealed an extremely elegant dining room. There was a mural painted on the ceiling of Knox, Emma and Harry, with surrounding images of their life together. A large chandelier hung in the center where a long table stretched down the room. "Take any seat you like. Can I offer you boys a beverage perhaps? I'm assuming you don't drink blood."

"There's that wit again," Billy said. "I don't suppose you have beer."

Emma smiled, "I have Chimay, will that do?"

"That will do just fine thank you. Sam will you have the same?"

Sam Uley nodded his head as he looked at Jacob. "I have a soda if you have any."

"Pepsi okay," Emma asked. Jacob just nodded his head. "Will the rest of the wolves outside my house like anything?"

Sam growled slightly, "their fine."

"I'll be back in a moment then." Edward and Jacob both got up to offer Emma assistance. Emma smiled a politely declined, "I'll be fine thank you."

As soon as Emma left Billy started talking, "is she alone or is there more."

"There's another one, a boy." The Cullen clan nodded their heads. "Now as for how we will include them I don't know."

"I suppose the same way as we include other cold ones."

Carlisle's eyes narrowed at Sam. "This is not our home or yours; I suggest we keep everything civil here." Carlisle said calmly.

Billy took out his copy of the treaty from his wheelchair pocket. The Cullens presented there's. "Seems like the only one missing a copy is me." Emma said entering with wine classes and cans. She placed the Chimay bottles in front of Sam and Billy along with frosty glasses, a can of Pepsi with a glass by Jacob. Finally she placed a large wine jar filled with deep red blood in front of the Cullens with wine glasses. "Now I think some introductions need to be made."

Carlisle nodded and started, "This is my beautiful wife, Esme Cullen, and our children, Edward, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice Cullen. I am Carlisle Cullen the head of the coven." Emma nodded and turned toward Billy.

"This here is my son Jacob Black, and my first in command Sam Uley. Finally I am Billy Black the head of this tribe."

"That concludes that. I am Emma Blackwood first Merlin class. I suppose ex-professor of Defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts school of Magic and Wizardry. Unfortunately there should be another person here. He is late." Emma crushed the napkin in her hand. "No matter I will represent the two of us. So how do we go about this treaty and what does it entail."

"Well basically anything down in La Push and on is Black territory, anything north is legit hunting ground for you vampires."

Emma nodded in understanding, "Ah yea I already see a problem. My companion, I should say is actually down at La Push beach right now with a few friends. Is there anyway we can perhaps change that."

Billy shook his head, "Nope it has been that way for years and it won't change."

Emma looked disappointed, "Carlisle, do you have any restrictions you would like to apply?"

"No, you may travel where ever you like on these northern grounds." Emma smiled brightly.

"In that case I only have to reason with you Mr. Black. What would you like to trade for admittance into La Push grounds?"

Billy Black was not a mean man, in fact he was a very reasonable leader, but when it came to the protection of his pack there was little he wouldn't do. "You're not just a vampire correct?"

"Correct." Emma called her wand, and banished the empty bottle of Chimay and conjured another.

Alice jumped a little. "That was so cool." Emma smiled.

"I'll allow you onto La Push grounds, if, you bring no trouble to it."

"What are you talking about?"

"You don't think we didn't know about wizards did you?"

"It's not exactly a secret amongst your kind."

"Well, I know all about the war down there, and I know very well who that boy is. I also knew that man up there." Billy pointed to the white haired teal eyed man next to Emma.

Emma's eyes instantly narrowed. "Speak ill of him and I'll have your tongue." Emma stood as Jacob and Sam stood with her.

"Calm down." Sam and Jacob instantly sat. "I knew him years ago. There was a terrible accident with my wife, Sarah, when Jacob here was too young to remember. Alex Knox happened to be there. He offered me all the assistance he could including the offer to change her. I'll never forget him or his generosity."

Emma looked away, ashamed of the tears that wanted to escape her eyes. "He died. He was the love of my life and he died. I died with him that day, and became a vampire." Billy Black shook his head in sadness.

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"Don't be, I will finish my revenge soon enough." Emma's ice blue eyes grew colder.

"I will make an exception with the two of you, for him." Emma smiled her gratitude.

"In return anything we can do to help, call on us. That goes for everyone. We are here on neutral terms, never with the Volturi, and not with the minister of magic, we are here on vacation. And so this is how it shall be." Emma pointed her wand toward the contract and stamped her magic. "Now if all business is concluded, would anyone like to stay for dinner?"

Billy Black politely declined and said he had to go back. Emma smiled and led him and his tribe toward the door. "Thank you for coming Mr. Black."

"Thank you for your cooperation Ms. Blackwood."

Emma waved goodbye and saw the Cullens sitting patiently at the dining room table. "Would you all like to stay and chat, I still have to wait for Harry."

Carlisle agreed, and began to talk with Emma a little more on the wizarding world. Emma further explained the war that Harry was involved in and how Emma came to be involved. She led them all to the stairs where she had built a timeline of her and Harry's life escalating up the stairs. "So you can see this is Harry and his parents. This one over here is me and my parents. Here are the newspaper clippings of the day I killed my parent's murderers. They never caught me."

Carlisle gave his wife a look. Edward tagged along while the rest of the Cullens waited in the living room. "This here was when I first met Knox." The same picture Harry saw in Emma's home in Chicago. "This up here is Harry with his friends back at Hogwarts, Hermione, and Ron. Finally, these here are the most recent. This was after the war where Voldemort was finally defeated. He beat the living shit out of me. It was brilliant. Harry finally delivered the final blow to Voldemort while he was distracted punching my face in. That was where I got this throat scar." Edward looked away.

"How can you look at that?"

"It reminds me of my weaknesses, and my follies."

Carlisle nodded his head in respect as Esme looked away. "So I hear Rosalie likes clothing." Rosalie heard her name and quickly came to the stairs.

"Alice does too."

"Well why the two of you don't follow me." Emma led them up the stairs and toward two big doors. Rosalie looked down to Edward and waved him up. Edward shook his head in disagreement and thought; this is all girl stuff to me. Emma opened the doors to her room. Rosalie looked around and fell in love. The chrome walls, and white accents thrilled her. Emma opened a small door, and the lights went on.

Downstairs everyone heard the scream that emanated from Emma's room. In a flash all the Cullens were upstairs. Emmett and Edward all groaned when they saw Emma's closet. "It's amazing." Rosalie twirled through the rows of clothes. "What size are you?"

Emma walked up to Rosalie and whispered, "It doesn't even matter I can configure any size." Rosalie gravitated toward a beautiful pair of Chanel pumps. Patent leather with gold chains swirling down the heel. The Chanel logo stood right in the middle. Rosalie looked toward Emma in an inquiring tone. "Go right ahead."

Rosalie slipped of her pump and slipped her foot into the shoe, "it's a little big." Emma took her wand out and the shoe immediately configured to her foot size. Alice jumped in delight.

"That was awesome."

Alice looked at all of Emma's dresses. "These are beautiful."

They were all returning to the foyer when Harry came through the door. It was nine o'clock and Emma gave Harry a death look. Edward could smell Bella on his skin and started to growl. Emma could smell it too. "I think we should go." Carlisle said as he moved toward the door.

Emma smiled and said, "Sorry, thank you all for coming feel free to stop by anytime."

"Thank you for your hospitality." Emma waved them goodbye and shouted "see you in school tomorrow Edward."

Edward looked back in sadness and entered the car. Emma shut the door and faced Harry Potter. "Where the hell have you been? I thought I told you we were having guests didn't I."

"I'm sorry Ems. I was having a really good time at La Push." Harry was taken back a year ago when Emma first started to train him, being reprimanded.

"Harry I counted on you, there was a treaty that needed to be signed with the werewolf tribe from La Push, the territory you were just in." Emma stormed past Harry into the kitchen.

Harry followed her, "I'm sorry Emma. Was it taken care of?"

"Yes it was, but Harry I can't believe you. I was all alone, with a tribe and a coven. If they had all decided to attack me what the fuck could I have done?" When there's company there's danger, and you didn't care."

"Emma, it's not that I didn't care and I am sorry. I don't know what to tell you."

"That you literally knew that you had to be somewhere and that it was important, but you didn't care enough to call, or to be here, that at that moment you had rather been with BELLA SWAN THAN ME!" Emma punched the wall and her fist went right through. "I don't even want to look at you. I need to go; I'll be back when I feel like it."

Emma stormed out of the house through the garden, while Harry stood in the kitchen alone.

Emma ran out into the forest were she spotted none other then Edward Cullen. Emma was still shaking from anger and she didn't quite feel like talking. "What are you doing out here?" Edward asked as he jumped down from the tree he was sitting on.

"Nothing Harry and I had a fight so I marched out before I beat him to death."

"Good thing we left then."

"You could say that."

"I too wasn't feeling well; her scent was all over him."

"I know, it bothered me too," Emma said while sitting at the base of the tree.

"I have question? Why can't I read your minds?"

Emma looked at Edward in understanding, "So that's your gift. Well Mr. Mind Reader, I am a trained occlumens."

"What's that?"

"It's basically an art not all wizards and witches can do. You train your mind to build a barrier around it; I too could read minds with magic if you don't have a barrier."

Edward looked shocked, "So you and Harry are both occlumens?"

"Correct, but only I am a legimens. Of course using legimens is something akin to mind rape. It tears into a person's mind leaving everything displayed like an open book." Edward hummed in understanding.

"I can't love a human you know."

Emma looked at Edward and asked, "Why not?"

"For one thing I'm a monster, I'm dead. She's a human who could grow old and die. On top of that the Volturi forbid any vampire from courting a human that hasn't been turned."

Emma chipped the nail polish off of her fingernail, "Why are you telling me? I can't even have a good relationship with the person I live with. Plus I would never listen to anything the Volturi has to say."

"I'm embarrassed to tell my family."

"She's your singer, your mate. You'll die if you don't act on your feelings. You'll feel alone forever, like I do, and you don't want to be me."

Edward looked toward the starry sky. "I need to go." Emma took Edward's hand; she looked deeply into his eyes.

"Is it your bed time?" Edward's serious expression slowly broke into a grin.

"Shut up, I'm serious. I need to get away from here. If I go maybe I won't feel this way anymore."

"Okay so that makes no sense." Edward got up and helped Emma up.

"If teachers ask, tell them I have the flu, my fathers a doctor so he will cover for me. Pick up my homework yea?"

Emma nodded and asked "how long will you be gone?"

"I don't know a few days, or a week or two, maybe even a month."

Emma looked down and said, "Shit, my only friend is leaving me."

Edward chuckled, "If your friend there chooses to sit with his 'crowd' then sit with my family. They'll welcome you."

Emma offered a crooked grin, "Thanks, but I stand by my family, and I love Harry too much to let him fail me that easily."

Edward hugged Emma awkwardly. "Goodbye."

Emma and Edward spilt, as if no one had ever been there. She entered the house to find it deathly quiet. She could only imagine how Edward was having it, explaining to his family that he's falling in love with a human and he has to leave. Emma casually made her way up her stairs and stared at all of the pictures. She stopped at one where Knox had his hand on her head smiling brightly, while Emma frowned. She looked at the one next to it where Emma was holding Harry in a death grip. She was chuckling when she heard coughing from behind her. "Have you calmed down?"

Emma turned around and saw Harry. "Yea, I'm sorry about earlier, I was just stressed out, but I think I can relax."

Harry met her on the stair and sat down. "You're still too mature for you age."

Emma sighed, "I know."

"I have people asking me at school if you're my mother in disguise of a hot teen."

Emma chuckled as Harry nudged her. "I am always around you berating you aren't I?"

Harry laughed, "You could say that." They sat together in silence, when Emma heard her phone ring.

"Hello?" Emma smiled brightly into the cell phone. "Hermione how's everything?" Emma jumped around with the phone in her hand.

Harry was by her side in a flash, "What's going on?"

"That's fine yea time difference is brutal. Okay, Friday then, bye." Emma turned to face Harry. "The Weasleys and Hermione are coming over for dinner Friday night."

Harry smiled brightly, "That's the kind of pick me up we need, company. I can't wait, will they floo here?"

"Yes they all are so; you will call them back with the address, and remind me so I can get the fireplace floo connected. What are we going to eat; I have to go to the grocery store.

"Emma its eleven at night, and you haven't even done your homework, let's call that step one." Emma ran to her room to get started.

The week went by with ease and Edward had not come back yet. Emma neatly stacked the homework from French, and Biology in a folder and handed it to Rosalie who was visiting. "Thanks Emma I'll bring the shoes back tomorrow."

"That's fine Rose, actually bring them back on Saturday I'll have company in on Friday. Actually Rose would you and your family like to come over for dinner on Friday. Harry has some friends coming from England to visit."

Rosalie smiled, "Well I'll let Carlisle know, but I think we may have to decline. Eating food isn't really our specialty."

Emma laughed, "Alright well then I'll see you Saturday." Emma saw Harry pull in front of the house. "You're back, did you bring everything I needed."

"Yes, yes."

"Perfect, five course meals don't just make themselves you know." Harry smiled at Emma's enthusiasm.

"What are you making?"

"I have opted for French cuisine; it's going to take me a while to make all the food especially if I want to sit with you all. So what I'm going to do is work on the food all day and then put a time stopper on everything. Then plate each course to order."

Harry just nodded his head, "Okay crazy lady."

The next day Emma awoke full of excitement. She had taken the day off from school, claiming the change of terrain has taken its effect on her. "Harry, don't forget to get two copies of my homework in French and Biology, unless Edward is there. Also check out Rosalie's shoes they should be amazing." Harry just shook his head.

"I'll be a little late after school, don't worry I'll make it for dinner."

Emma's eyes narrowed. "You better." Emma entered the kitchen and opened her doors. She had five different wines expertly paired with her meal. She started on what would take the longest a Bouillabaisse de la Côte d'Azur.

The kitchen was her safe place; it offered everything she wanted, safety, with her knives and fire, shelter and substance. The more complicated the meal the better, she would focus her entire time and energy in cooking and the end result was still a mystery. You can do everything right and it can still come out wrong. Cooking was a way to expect the worst, that every outcome was a possibility.

An hour in she set the stock in the fridge, and began to peel potatoes. When Harry entered the house it smelled something parallel to a French bistro. "Emma?"

"I'm in here."

Harry entered the dining room and his jaw almost dropped, "Emma, you outdid yourself." The dining room was decorated with a simple white table cloth. Beautiful flowers in short vases decorated the middle. Simple white plates sat with a name etched in the middle. Wine glasses were set on the table, with fork, knives, spoons, and white cloth napkins. Emma was placing the last tea candle. "Did you have to decorate the chairs?"

Emma had wrapped a golden silk material around the backs. "I think it adds extra pizzazz."

"Well for one thing it smells fucking amazing in here. I should go get dressed."

"Yes hurry because they will be here in twenty minutes."

Emma was all too excited for dinner, but like she does in cooking she never expected the news she would receive from a young Ginny Weasley.

Authors note: A quick side note. Briefly I would love to thank everyone who is reading this story. You're feedback is encouraging and welcomed. I don't know if anyone can tell, but I have actually never read Twilight. So if anyone or everyone seems a little out of character that may be why. Now Harry Potter is something I am proficient on. I apologize if the time period is throwing anyone off. For a while I was considering having it so Emma and Harry would travel together and then settle in Forks, but Ginny Weasley will be an important character in this story, so it was imperative to keep her at the age that she is, considering that she is not a vampire. This chapter may seem a little dull, but it had to happen, so I can get Ginny there and introduce the werewolves, I also needed Edward gone for what will happen next. Also the development of Emma and Harry is going to be slow, not so slow that it will feel like it's not going to happen, but so it feels real, that a bond can really be created. I'm sorry if a little Harry/Bella action makes anyone want to hurl, I feel you I know, but I feel Bella and Edward are always rushed, and just like Emma and Harry, let's take it slow. Further chapters will be action packed, there will be limbs a plenty. And a cookie goes out to anyone who can guess the villain of the story, there will be more then one. Thank you again and although it's late Happy New Year everyone.