I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight, sorry it has taken so long to update, ive been busy.
************ (Herm's p.o.v) ********
The sound of knocking made us jump, even the vampires looked startled as Siri went to open the door. A soft whisper was ushered before a body hit the floor to the home we now shared with the Cullen's. With in a moment we were up and at the door to see a woman with waist length black air and eyes the color of the killing curse. She was short, with a face of an angel. It was a face I knew al to well.
"Illya?" Drake asked his pale face growing paler. The girl ignored him as she glided past us; her skirt swishing in the wind, only the air wasn't blowing. Her eyes seemed to look from one person to another, from her neck hung a beautiful necklace with what looked like a fallen angel dangling from the chain.
"No, you're dead," Sirius said waking up, his face pale and pain in his eyes.
"How dare you pretend to be Illya you death eater!" Sev growled lowly, his teeth showing as the others moved into the defensive. "How dare you pretend to be someone so pure when she has gone, can't you let her have her peace?"
"Pretend? You out of all people should know I don't play pretend, never have and never will Severus Snape!" The girl said with a deadly whisper to her voice. "I have faced many things in my life, only to be denied the peace of death, told I do not belong among them, and you would accuse me of playing the part of an imposter? You know as well as anyone the lengths I went through so nobody could impersonate me without signing there own death warrant. So stop acting like your about to fight me, because I am in no mood. I just woke up in a coffin, wearing a damn skirt and had to dig my way out of a grave. I am tired, and pissed, and don't need you all being assholes right now. Get over yourselves, or are you going to try and fight me?" She asked angrily.
I knew there was only one way to prove that Illya was whom she claimed to be, even though I knew she was. "Since the dunderheads refuse to believe you Illya, will you consent to fight the vampires? I know you're tired, and I promise that you can sleep afterwards." I said with a sigh that was echoed by Illya who nodded she barely had time to stop Sev's attack and counter Edwards. Within moments she was pinned to ground but any who knew Illya knew what would happen, unfortunately, the vampires had no idea and were ready to accuse her again when she through th4em back away from her, a sword in one hand and a dirk in the other. With precise movements she battled them, her weapons moving in an intricate dance.
"Never underestimate your enemies for it could mean your down fall. Never think you have won until your enemies are dead at your feet or unconscious and tied up, for it could mean your own death." Illya said and with a wave of her hand the vampires were all tied together.
"Come on Illya, I know your tiered." I said with a slight smile at my sister, I didn't know how she was here, but I was glad she was. I ad missed her, and I was happy to see her hair was back, it seemed as if the day had only gotten better. With a soft kiss on her forehead I allowed the darkness to take her. Hopefully I would never have to face the pain of loosing her again; I doubt I could bare it if I did.
"Now I lay me down to sleep.
Now you bow your head and weep
If I shall die before I wake
I pray that you won't break"
The next morning I awoke to find myself asleep by my sister, Edward and Jasper stood to ether side of the bed. Both showed little emotion on there stone cold face, but it didn't matter. Illya would need them when she awoke. I could not help but to smile as I petted her head, the feeling of her long raven locks beneath my fingers brung a smile to my face.
I could not help but hope for a brighter future now that Illya was back with us. Patiently I awaited for her to awaken so our questions could be answerd.