A/N: Sorry for anyone who doesn't like the Seamus Hermione pairing I just thought Hermione needed someone since Ron isn't available… anywho on with what you're actually here to see and I know it will be hard but don't hate the daily prophet it can't help Rita's there pushing lies of the press.

Rebecca's Point of View

It was then I released a breath I hadn't known I was holding. "Are you aright cara? (dear)" I scooted as close as I could be to him. "With you? Always." He pushed a strand of hair that got in front of my face. "I mean with all that just happened, you're heart rate was accelerated." Shit, he could hear my obviously picked up heart rate,

"I'm fine, just hungry." As I said it, I realized I was in fact hungry. I just ate this morning though I thought to myself. "are you su-"and if I needed any more proof, I was hungry my stomach growled. "I guess then we'll need to get you some food in the hotel."

I wasn't entirely sure why I was hungry. He was right, I had eaten this morning and therefore should still be fine, but I was hungry. By the time we got to the hotel we were staying in I was starving, so of course, I ate. The jet lag after I ate started to show up; so, I went to bed wondering how tomorrow would go.

Hermione's Point of View

Today was the day. The day I would see Rebecca again. After long months of time apart, I was slightly nervous. I mean who wouldn't be if you had to play nice with vampires? Not just that, but you're friends boyfriend? and her boyfriend's family? Would she still be depressed? or would finding her mate have done her good.

I didn't know, but I was anxious enough to find out. I dragged myself out of bed, despite not wanting to, "Hermione?" I heard Seamus say from the other room. We had become friends and lovers while Rebecca was gone, I wasn't sure how she would react to that part either.

"Yes?" I said coming into the kitchen, it was a quaint little house we picked out, and I loved it. It reminded me a bit of my home with my parents. Even though I still missed them, I had no regrets about my decision. They would have been killed if they'd remembered me. I looked for them to undo the spell, but I could never find them. "I think you should look at the daily prophet, apparently Rebecca's gone Volturi." I picked it up and saw on the front page.

The-woman-who-won seeking more fame?

At that I almost stopped reading, almost.

An article by Rita skeeter

(Picture of her getting off the airplane (use your imagination))

Rebecca Potter is famous in our world for defeating he-who-must-not-be-named. An act which most witches and wizards could not hope to accomplish. But as with my other articles, (see page no.3 for previous articles) it seems she's trying to gain more fame.

After causing quite a ruckus leaving the country, she has come back with a Volturi on her arm. She has attracted none other than Aro Volturi himself. Now, this might be due to fate, but is it really? Love potions may be expensive, but they certainly can't be that hard to brew. Especially with her exceeds expectation newt in potions, and outstanding in herbology.

Besides how did the two even meet? She wouldn't have accidentally ended up in Volterra would she? Knowing that the Volturi lived there? (see page no. 2 on beast settlements)

This reporter thinks there's something fishy going on about her intentions for the raven-haired vampire.

"WHAT?! HOW COULD RITA SKEETER WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS?! I KNOW REBECCA! SHE ISENT LIKE THIS!" Seamus got up from his chair and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Hermione, only the people that dislike her will take any of this to heart." He was right, I needed to calm down.

I took a deep breath, "thank you Seamus, you always know what to say." I smiled at him. I'm not sure how I fell for Ronald before, at least not in the intensity I did. I love Seamus with all of my heart, he's the one right for me.

Molly's Point of View

I just finished reading the daily prophet when I heard Teddy crying. He was around two years old now, having another child in the house helped me move on, and I can't help but resent Rebecca for trying to keep him. I was much more suitable. She had no experience and I had had seven children; soon to be eight, she was honestly being selfish for trying to keep him. Putting her own wants over Teddy's welfare, honestly, she may be his 'guardian,' but she would have made for a terrible mother. The papers for guardianship weren't even finalized.

I couldn't help but think climbing the stairs, that I would have two children to take care of soon. I got into Teddys room of the house. Arthur, with the funds of order of merlin first class; was able to rebuild the burrow. All our children had moved on to bigger and better things, leaving me and Arthur in the house with only Teddy.

They still visited and stayed for the holidays, but I still missed them. It was so quiet without them. I started to feed Teddy thinking about Rita's article. Could she have fed Aro Volturi a love potion? He was quite easy on the eyes, that much was sure, and she would never have to worry about finances. We lived an easier lifestyle now that we were only supporting a baby and ourselves. Soon to be two.

After I feed teddy, I put him back to sleep and came downstairs again. Arthur was preparing for the meeting with the vampires, and I was invited as his plus one. It would be fun a night of dancing and food I didn't have to cook. Best of all, it was all free! paid for by the ministry. I was so looking forward to tonight.

Rebecca's Point of View

When I woke up, I smelled bacon. For some reason I turned my nose at the smell. I loved bacon what was wrong with me? For some reason I had a craving of pickles, the salt would be savory for me. I got up and got dressed. Getting ready for the day ahead of me.

A/N: Read, Follow, Fav, Review, or whatever you want to do. Also, virtual cookies to anyone who can guess what's happening here… and another thing biscuit in my British to American translator is cookies just in case someone didn't know that. Also, I'm re-reading the article again and again I still can't get over the fact that I think Rita could have actually written it. *rubs chin* maybe I'll be a reporter when I grow up.

"I'm already a blood sucking parasite all I needed was the briefcase." – bee movie