It took a lot of tweaking and a whole bunch of new ideas before I got this one done. All I have to say is a lot of what you have been waiting for is in here and also this turned out nothing like I had planned. I was actually hoping to drag this out a little bit more but . . . well things got a little out of hand. Okay a lot out of hand. In fact, none of the stuff that happened in this chapter were suppose to happen at all - but I think the story got fed up with my beating around the bush method. Oh well, you guys will be happy and that's all that really matters I suppose.

Pairings:

Harry/Edward (duh!), Alice/Jasper, Esme/Carlisle, Rosalie/Emmett, Draco/Jacob, Luna/?, Bella/?, ?/? (I'm allowed to keep some pairing secret)

Disclaimer:

This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Chapter 7

Harry left Blaise at the house to watch over Neville and make sure nothing went wrong with his transformation – that and he didn't want to have to explain to the Cullens who their newest house guest was. Together with Luna, Draco, and Teddy – who Rosalie practically begged him to bring back – he left the house to go to the Cullens for dinner.

"Does no one else see the weirdness of this situation," Draco commented lightly as he pulled his car out of the driveway. Harry, who had been wondering why he decided to let Draco of all people drive, turned to look quizzically at the blonde male.

"I mean, here were are, two wizards, a witch, and a baby half-breed heading to a house full of vampires for dinner." Draco arched a brow and looked over at Harry, his lips twitching in amusement.

"Well, I guess I can see where that might be weird," Harry agreed amiably.

"Not to mention that the baby is the son of the vampires' greatest enemies and one of the wizards is mated to one of the vampires," Luna piped up from the back seat. Harry turned around a little to glare at her, to which she returned with a cheerful grin.

"Okay, okay," Harry conceded with a role of his eyes. "Jeeze you two are annoying."

"That's my goal in life," Draco drawled, "To drive the Great Savior completely mad." Harry rolled his eyes in a 'whatever move' and settled down in his seat as Draco swerved and spun dangerously down the deserted road.

They arrived at the Cullens house in one piece, for which Harry was very thankful for. Esme met them at the door with a cheerful smile.

"Nice to see you again."

Harry's returning smile was just as easy and he greeted her politely like he had been taught to do when he was only knee high. The Cullens were spread out all over the house, only Alice and Edward were in the main room when they walked in. Alice skipped over to them, chirped a happy 'hello' then grabbed Teddy and disappeared up the stairs. Harry stared after her in openmouthed wonder then turned to look imploringly at his companions. Draco just shrugged and Luna giggled.

"Oh, don't worry about Alice, she's just excited that there's a baby in the house." Carlisle voice floated down from the stairs Alice had just disappeared up. He smiled at them warmly. "Welcome back. I'm glad that you could make it. We don't normally have many opportunities to entertain guest."

"It's no problem Si–Carlisle," Harry told him, remember at just the last moment that he was not to call the Cullen head 'Sir'. Beside him Draco mumbled something that Harry couldn't make out but knew was sure to be rude. Harry glared at him.

"Well, come on in. Dinner should be ready in just a few minutes."

"Harry," Harry looked up from where he had been playing with Teddy and trying to coax the boy into not eating his teddy bear while also ignoring Draco's imploring looks that was screaming at him to get a move on with their whole reason for them coming back to the house – and Harry had that he was procrastinating on the enviable discussion.

Edward was standing a little bit behind him, keeping his distance enough for Harry to feel comfortable. Harry arched a brow questioningly at him.

"Can I talk to you in private for a moment?"

Harry wasn't quite sure, but he could have sworn that everyone had stopped what they were doing and were listening to the pair. But that couldn't be right because Emmett was still trash talking with Jasper as they played their video game and Alice was in the corner murmuring to Rosalie about something or another over the computer.

"Uh . . . sure . . . I guess."

Edward visible relaxed at Harry's answer and a crooked grin stretched his lips. Harry tried really hard not to let this effect him, but it was . . . ugh! Harry sighed and got slowly to his feet, trying to ignore Draco's pointed look.

Edward led him into a beautiful study with a tall wide window to the far right – facing west and a high ceiling. Harry could tell that the walls were a rich mahogany from what little of it he could see. Most of the space was taken up by towering book shelves filled to the bursting with all kinds of tombs – more than Harry had ever expected to see outside of a library. A large mahogany desk sat to the back of the room, a leather chair placed carefully behind it. Harry thought the room would have suited a college professor and he could easily see Carlisle in that kind of environment.

Harry walked farther into the room, trying not to let panic settle in when Edward closed the door firmly. He leaned against the desk and folded his arms across his chest in an attempt to look nonchalant as he turned to face the vampire teen. Discretely he casted a silencing charm over the room so that the other vampires in the house wouldn't accidently ease drop.

Harry noticed that the whole wall surround the door was full of carefully painted portraits from varying time periods. In one of the larger ones, Harry noticed that Carlisle was featured.

"So . . . what do you want to talk about?" Turning his attention onto Edward but not really looking at him. Edward shifted uncomfortably, his eyes moving around the room and his jaw moving only slightly as if he were trying to work something out.

"About that day . . ." he started and immediately Harry's back was up. His stance didn't change any, in fact, he looked even more relaxed, but his eyes did flash warningly.

"I don't want to talk about it," Harry stated, his voice hard. "It was a mistake and it won't happen again." Harry finally moved his eyes to stare over at Edward for a moment before pushing himself off of the desk. "Now, if that was all . . ."

Edward grabbed at Harry's arm before he could make it to the door. Harry's first reaction was to immediately pull away, but before he reacted on it he made the mistake of looking up into Edward's face.

Everything seemed to drop away; nothing else seemed to so much as even move. All Harry could see was Edward's eyes, that captivating, blazing gold. Harry's head spun and his heart beat a painfully tattoo against his chest. He barely noticed that Edward was pulling him closer until he could feel the vampire's hard chest pressed against his.

"Wait," Harry gasped out, his voice just a little lower than normal. "I . . . I can't do this." Edward lifted his hand, moving it down to Harry's wrist as trailed a cold finger down Harry's flushed cheek.

"Why not," he asked softly, sounding for all the world just merely curious.

"I . . . I . . ." Harry couldn't think straight. He shook his head to clear his mind and then took a step back, placing both of his hands flat against Edward's chest and pushing at it to put more space between them.

"I don't know you," he declared firmly when he could get his thoughts together. Edward let go of Harry's wrist, freeing Harry – who immediately put more space between them. He walked over to Carlisle's desk once more and leaned against it – placing his palms face down and bowing his head as he tried to pull himself back together.

"Well you haven't exactly tried to get to know me," Edward suddenly spoke defensively. Harry didn't even bother to look at him, that would just wash all the thoughts from his mind again and he definitely needed to think if he were to talk with Edward.

His magic was crackling in the air, sizzling with an intensity that would normally be felt after an electrical storm. Harry could feel it buzzing around him. It was like Edward's touch had released it all. Harry took small breaths to calm both his heart and his magic. It wasn't working. Harry was consciously aware of Edward's presence and he could feel the vampire moving closer to him again.

Harry whirled around, and just as he had suspect, Edward was right there – just a whole lot closer. They were practically nose to nose. Harry drew in a sharp breath and tried to recoil away from the proximity, but the desk marred his movement.

"Harry, won't you give me a chance," Edward asked softly, his voice like muted velvet. Harry closed his eyes and bit down on his bottom lip. He could feel his walls crumbling, breaking off in large chunks and disintegrating into dust to be blown away by the wind. Edward was so close. The vampire's winter breath blew across Harry face, his sent overwhelmed the teen – honey and lilac and some other smell that Harry couldn't quite identify but was along the same wavelength as the sun.

And then it happened.

Harry wasn't sure who moved first, maybe he pulled Edward down or Edward pulled him up or maybe they moved at the same time – but suddenly they were kissing. Edwards cold and hard lips melding against Harry soft and warm ones. It was like joining fire and ice in one cosmic explosion of color and sound and overwhelming sensations.

Harry groaned and wrapped his arms more firmly around Edward's neck, pulling himself all the more closer to the immortal teen. His head spun dizzily like he had just taken a shot of strong whisky and warmth spread everywhere throughout his body. He had never felt so alive. His magic was sparking and crackling in the air like fireworks but he really didn't notice.

But then the need for air became necessary and the two had to pull apart.

Harry gasped and panted like he had just done a marathon – both running and swimming. He was sitting down on Carlisle's desk, although he wasn't sure how he got there, and Edward was breathing deeply into his neck.

"Do you make out with all the people you bring to your father's study?" Harry asked breathlessly after a long moment of the two just standing – or in Harry's case sitting – there. Edward chuckled deeply into Harry's neck.

"No, just you."

Harry let out a little sigh and allowed himself to bask in the moment. Now that he had finally given in, he had to admit that he had been overreacting. He couldn't really remember what he had been so afraid of. Being here with Edward was so easy, like breathing, or phasing, or flying, or even doing magic.

"Harry, are we every going to talk about this?" Edward asked suddenly. Harry bit down on his lip, hesitating. He really didn't want to talk about it, because if he did then he'd start thinking again and then he'd remember what he had been afraid of.

"There's nothing to talk about," Harry told Edward quietly. The vampire pulled away slightly to look searchingly into Harry's face. Harry held his gaze, staring into the pools of liquid gold. They complemented Edward so well, but Harry couldn't help but wonder what the vampire's eyes had looked like before he was changed.

"Did you say something?" Harry blinked, broken from his thoughts by Edward's question. Edward was still gazing down at him, but now with a confused frown on his face.

"No," Harry replied slowly, wondering where the question had come from. Had he been talking out loud?

And then it hit him. His shields were down!

Harry quickly pulled up his Occulmency shields and watched as Edward's face grew slightly alarmed and even more confused.

Bullocks! Harry mentally swore and he slipped away from Harry, racing over to the door before the vampire could even realize he was moving. Edward followed him downstairs in a confused daze, looking deep in thought.

All heads turned when the two entered the living room – curiosity burning on all of their faces. Harry flushed a dark red and sought out Teddy for a means of distraction. The young toddler spotted him first.

"Da," he shouted, making Harry's head turn. When Harry saw the boy all suspicions about Edward being a mind reader fled from his head.

Teddy was standing wobbly on his two legs, a look of deep concentration on his face. The baby took a single careful step forward, and then another followed by another. By the fifth step he wasn't as wobbly and he looked up at Harry with a wide smile.

"Teddy!" Harry shouted in clear joy. "You're walking!" Teddy's smile grew even larger at his godfather's praise. Harry grinned just as brightly and then moved to scoop the boy up into his arms. He made a move of throwing Teddy up and cheering loudly, Teddy giggling with delight.

And then Teddy did something that Harry groaning – and wanting to bang his head against something really hard – and the Cullens all gapping in shock.

Right before everyone's eyes Teddy decided that he no longer wanted to have black hair and he changed it to a bright – and highly unnatural – turquoise.

"Teddy, no," Harry moaned pitifully as the baby looked up at him for approval. Teddy blinked and his lips pocked out and trembled a little when he realized his godfather was not proud of his little display as he had been before.

"Wait, wait, it's okay Teddy," Harry rushed to reassure the baby, remembering suddenly that the boy got more temperamental as the full moon approached and it was only a few days away. "It's okay. You did great. See, Harry's very proud of you." Teddy sniffled a little before a watery smile spread on his pouty lips and he pressed his face into Harry's shirt.

"Well now that that's happened," Draco said, walking over to Harry and giving him a stern look. "I suppose you can't keep putting this off now, hmm?" Draco nodded his head over to where the Cullens and Bella were spread about look at them with shocked expressions. Harry glanced briefly at them before turning to glaring at Draco.

"Don't tell me you encouraged Teddy to do that so I could get a move on?"

Draco shrugged, his lips twitching as he tried hard not to laugh at the half-mad, half-scared look on Harry's face. Harry shook his head and muttered something that sounded a lot like "Manipulative Slytherin bastard."

"Oo, this should be interesting," Luna spoke up in her mystical. Harry didn't look like he agreed but he muttered something that sounded like "Suck it up, Potter" before walking calmly over to the couch and seating himself there.

"Well, I suppose I owe you all an explanation," was what he said to the gapping group.

"I'll say." Emmett muttered lowly but he was mostly ignored.

Harry let out a little sigh and put his hand into his pocket to pull out a slim phone. He flipped it open, dialed a number, and then put the phone to his ear. It was a moment before anyone answered.

"Potter? It that you?" the vampires could hear a deep cultured voice on the other line ask in a harried voice. Harry's brow creased in a sigh of worry.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"You need to get over here. The change is happening a whole lot faster than normal. I think it's his magic."

"Wait, so he's going to wake up soon?" At these words Luna and Draco straightened and gave Harry their immediate attention.

"Yeah. What do I do?" Harry heaved a heavy sigh and his green eyes moved to revolve around the room.

"You'll have to bring him here," he said after a moment's thought.

"What? Are you bloody insane? I can't —"

"Just do it. And don't worry about the Statue of Secrecy. I don't give a— I don't care what the Ministry thinks. Besides, magical creatures don't fall into the clause so it'll be fine."

"And how, may I ask, are you going to explain this to your blood buddies?" Harry scowled a little at the other male's words and the Cullens all tensed.

"Just get over here. You remember the address?"

"Yeah, I'll be there in three seconds."

"You do that." And then Harry hung up the phone.

"What was that? What's going on?" Draco demanded at once.

"There's been a little complication with Neville's change. We'll see in a few—" Before the words could fully leave Harry's mouth there was a loud cracking sound and suddenly there were two extra people in the room.

Blaise had arrived with Neville curled up like a child in his arms. All of the Cullen's jumped at this new appearance and Bella looked like she might faint from shock.

"What the —" Emmett shouted, but once more he was mostly ignored. Harry had approached Neville and was now waving his wand over the brunette's form.

"I'll put up a few shields and wards to keep his in control, but right now I have to focus on them," Harry was explaining to Blaise. "Take a seat." Blaise nodded and allowed Harry to levitate Neville over to an empty couch and lay him there.

"Can someone please explain what the hell is going on here," Alice suddenly shouted when it appeared like Harry and the other's had forgotten about them. Harry looked up at her mildly surprised.

"Oh, right. Well you all might as well take a seat." Harry told them after a few minutes of strained silence. "I was planning on bringing this up soon anyways, considering the situation."

Still looking mightily confused, the Cullens and Bella also settled down in seats around the room, although Edward immediately going to claim the seat beside Harry. Esme drifted out of the room only to come back in with a tray of cookies, which she placed on the table before going to sit with her husband.

"So," Bella said slowly, splitting the word into two syllables as Harry reached out to take a cookie. Harry handed the treat to his godson – who was now sporting amber eyes to go with his turquoise hair – and looked at Bella quizzically. "What exactly are you guys – vampires, werewolves, some kind of weird shape shifters?"

The three froze, shock flitting across their faces, and then Draco suddenly shot up with a triumphant "Ha!"

"I knew it was Greyback in Settle!" he exclaimed a smug smirk on his lips.

"Seattle," Harry corrected automatically.

"Doesn't matter," Draco said in a dismissive manner. "The point is that now we know who it is. We can go and —"

"We don't know anything," Harry snapped, glaring up at the blonde. Beside him, Luna sighed as the argument for a week ago was brought up yet again. Draco returned Harry's heated glare with one of his own.

"Are you daft? The Muggle just said —"

"The Muggle," Harry cut in with a roll of his eyes," didn't say anything. She asked what we were and listed so—"

"So what? It's painfully obvious that it's Greyback anyways. Who else —"

"It's not a Death Eater," Harry said in a dangerously low voice. Draco took a step back. "It's way too sloppy and I know for a fact that it's not Greyback." Draco opened his mouth to retort, but Harry didn't give him a chance. "Look at the facts. These victims are not young enough." At this Draco's mouth snapped closed and his expression turned thoughtful.

"Um . . . excuse me," Alice called, bringing the two's attention to the others in the room. "Who's Greyback?

"A werewolf who abandoned all human conscious and likes to prey on children, not waiting for the full moon's influence to attack." Luna deadpanned in a monotone quite unlike her normal voice. The Cullens adopted a look of disgust, Bella shivered and drew back into the couch, and Harry reflectively pulled Teddy tighter against his chest.

"And you think this . . . Greyback is in Seattle?"

"Draco is the only one who harbors that ridiculous notion," Harry scoffed and the Malfoy heir glared at him. Blaise took that moment to add his input into the argument.

"Malfoy, you don't believe that do you?" He questioned and when Draco simply sat back down with a huff, Blaise sneered at him. "Obviously hanging around Potter has affected your mind. Tell me, honestly, what Death Eater in their right mind would come to a backwash country like America?" Draco flinched and looked down, sulking.

"And what is a Death Eater?" Alice spoke up, once again voicing a question on everyone's mind. The four shared a look, debating on whether they should give out that information. Neville whimpered a little but made no other kind of movement. When they still didn't answer, Alice poised another question. "What are you guys?"

"Well, that's rude," Blaise muttered. "Are you suggesting that we're not human," he then questioned smoothly, arching a dark brow. The four could tell that had Alice been human, she would have been blushing from embarrassment.

"No . . . I . . . um . . ." Bella turned to stare at Alice in shock. She had never seen the vampire stutter, she wasn't even sure vampires could stutter.

"Ignore him. He's just being a prat," Harry told Alice, not bothering to spare Blaise a glance and the black teen shrugged, not really caring. The Cullens turned to look at Harry expectantly and the savior sighed. He wasn't sure how best to give out the information, but he didn't have to worry about it much when Luna began to talk.

"We are magical beings. I am a witch and the boys are wizards." Luna reported bluntly as she reached for a chocolate chip cookie off the tray. She bit into it and looked around the room blankly; not paying attention to the globsmacked looks on the Cullens' and Bella's faces. Harry turned to look at the young witch with an amused expression.

"Well, that's putting it simply," he mused, and then turned to look at the Cullens. "I suppose we should be fair and let you know that we know you are all vampires, too." This just proved to shock that Cullens and Bella even further. It was a while before anyone recovered and Bella was the first to speak.

"Well, I guess I should have figured there was something mythical about you guys." She commented lightly before letting out a breath in a huff. "I don't know why I expected to ever have normal friends here of all places."

"Yes, Forks does seem to have a natural habit of attracting the attention of a number of our people," Luna commented and Harry turned to look at her, a little startled.

"Luna, don't say it like that. You'll make me think that we could be traced." Luna shrugged and took another bite of her cookie.

"So, you guys don't have any problems with vampires, do you?" Bella asked and here her eyes flickered over to Edward, who was staring back, no doubt thinking about the conversation they had a week ago. "Because if you do, I just wanna make it clear that I don't believe in any of the prejudice crap."

"Neither do I. I don't care what you are," Harry told her. "I can't speak for anyone else though. Our society labels vampire as Dark creatures so . . ." Harry shrugged. "You know."

"James, none of us cares either," Luna muttered lowly. Again Harry shrugged but he could tell from the look on Blaise's face that he cared.

"So, what, you guys use wands and fly on brooms and stuff?" Emmett asked, looking like he really wanted to laugh.

"Oh, yes," Luna answered nodding her head as if she were agreeing with herself, "Although I don't prefer brooms much. Thestrals are much better if I must say."

"If you could see them," Blaise muttered and Draco rolled his eyes.

"What?" Emmett asked dumbly.

"They're magical creatures. A bit like large horses except they're all skeletal and they're invisible to most people. You'd have to witness death to see them." Harry explained and then turned to smile slightly at Luna. "And I have to disagree with you Lu. Brooms are way better. Imagine playing Quidditch on a Thestral."

"Ugh," Draco grimaced. "That would be horrid. No one in their right mind would want to play, then."

"Is this Quidditch another magic thing?" Alice questioned, leaning forward where she sat on the armrest of Jasper's chair. Harry smiled fondly at her, clearly amused with her curiosity.

"It's a popular Wizarding sport, sort of like American soccer but in the air. You have to play on brooms and there are three balls, seven players, and three goals."

"Wow, could you show us how to play?" Emmett asked, practically bouncing with excitement, and he let out a loud cheer when Harry nodded.

"Do you use spells to perform your magic?" Jasper spoke up in a soft voice.

"How else would we perform magic?" Draco sneered.

"Ignore him. It's in his blood to make people feel inferior." Harry told them and Draco glared at him. "As for your question, yes, we do use spells. But there are also other ways to use magic. Like potion making is a type of magic and so is Herbology."

"Which is the best subject ever," a voice suddenly chimed in. All of then turned to look over at where Neville was laying. He had been so quiet that they had forgotten that he was there. Now the teen was sitting up rubbing tiredly at the back of his neck. His eyes were still the same warm brown that Harry remembered them being, but now they had red flecks in it – the sign of a just changed Wizarding vampire.

"Oh, Neville, you're up." Luna beamed and she looked like she'd like nothing more than to run over and give him a hug, but she refrained from doing so.

"Yeah, I feel like crap though. My throat is killing me." The soft-spoken brunette said with a wiry grin. At this Blaise pulled out his wand and waved it around a little, conjuring a beautifully crafter wine glass. He then proceeded to fill it with what the Cullens knew to be animal blood.

"Here mate, this should tide you over until you can hunt properly. Neville smiled thankfully and drained the glass quickly. The red specks disappeared from his eyes at this.

"You're a vampire," Jasper was the first of the Cullen's to speak. Neville looked at him a little surprised.

"Yes, I suppose I am now."

"Huh?" Bella chimed, looking confused.

"Well a couple of hours ago I wasn't a vampire – at least I think it was a couple of hours ago." Neville turned to Blaise for conformation.

"It was this morning that you got bitten."

"Only one day," Carlisle asked in surprise.

"18 hours," Blaise intoned. The Cullens all shared a surprised look among themselves.

"I thought the change took three days?" Bella asked the question that was on all of their minds.

"For normal humans, yeah. Not for us though. It usually takes 24 hours, but it mostly depends on a person's magical core."

"Fascinating," Carlisle muttered, a calculating look appearing on his face.

"I suppose, but it's all just part of the whole magic thing. When you think about it, we can do just about anything."

"So, is there also a type of magic that protects your mind?" Edward asked suddenly, and Harry knew that this question had probably been burning on his tongue since Harry had accidently dropped his shields.

"Yes, there is," Harry told him softly, not looking at him. "It's called Occulmency and it protects against Legilimency, which is a spell that's sort of like mind reading."

As Harry spoke the words, he felt his mind drift back to the time he spent learning the art in his 5th year. He could clearly hear his Professor's smooth voice as if the man were standing right next to him.

'The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure. Thoughts are not etched on the inside of skulls, to be perused by any invader. The mind is a complex and many-layered thing. Potter . . .'

"James?" Luna's voice broke through Harry's thoughts, bringing him back to the present. Harry blinked before giving the girl a reassuring smile.

"What's that spell like?" Carlisle, who had been remaining mostly quiet so far, asked, his curiosity finally getting the best of him.

"It merely pulls memories and experiences from your mind, or something like that," Draco tried to explain, with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "I wouldn't really know."

"Can you demonstrate it?" Carlisle continued to ask. Draco arched an eyebrow at the man before turning to look inquiringly at Harry, who shrugged.

"Sure, but it's not the most pleasant experience," he warned. "In fact, having your memories extracted against your will is quite painful." Now the wizards (And witch and just turned vampire) were looking at him inquiringly.

"Someone performed Legilimenson you?" Luna asked, shocked.

"Yeah, Snape," Harry said in way of explanation. As he took in the three's shocked expressions he frowned. "You didn't actually think I was taking Remedial Potions, did you?" he asked slowly

"Well, yeah." Draco answered for the quartet. "You weren't exactly top notch, you know. Actually you were just a little bit above Longbottom here." At this Harry rolled his eyes while Neville glared at the blonde.

"Come off it. Everyone knew Snape was just picking on me. And, I was the top of the class in 6th year."

"I guess," Draco mumbled, considering it.

"But . . . if you weren't why did Snape . . . ?" Luna trailed off, leaving the question hanging. There was no missing the bitterness in her voice when she said Snape's name, and Harry was momentarily shocked. He forgot that no one there knew the secret behind Snape's actions. He supposed he'd have to tell them . . . someday.

"It was to teach me Occulmency," Harry said in answer to Luna's question. Then he shook his head. "Look, we can talk about this later, but right now . . ." He gestured at the Cullens (And Bella), who were watching them in silent curiosity. It was just so easy for them to forget that they were in the presence of others.

"Right, so, who will it be then," Neville questioned the room at large, looking around at the from behind the shield Harry still hadn't taken down.

"Bella," Edward immediately answered and the girl in question jumped up a little at the sound of her name.

"W-what?" she asked, looking confused. Edward turned to look at her with a teasing smile on his lips.

"Well, maybe they can actually penetrate your mind," he said mockingly and Bella blushed and glared at him.

"Fine," she agreed with an annoyed huff. Harry shook his head fondly at the girl as he pushed Teddy onto the couch and moved to stand up, his wand at ready.

"No, I'll do it," Blaise drawled, waving Harry back. He was staring at Bella intently, and appraising look on his face, like he was seeing something he approved of. Bella shifted under his gaze, a dark blush coating her cheeks at the attention. Harry looked at Blaise for a moment, debating on whether he could trust the teen, before deciding that maybe he could.

"Whatever," he mumbled and leaned back into the couch, pulling Teddy back into his lap. Blaise stood and moved to stand in front of the brunette, his wand pointed at her. A slow smirk crept onto his face when he noticed the girl was twisting in nervousness.

"Alright love," he drawled, purposely making his accent thicken. Bella's blush deepened and she averted her gaze, letting it slide to her knees. "Now, now," Blaise chided. "That won't do. You have to keep direct eye contact, pet." Harry, Draco, and Neville shared an exasperated look. Blaise was making Bella nervous on purpose. Harry rolled his eyes and turned back to look at Bella. The girl took a deep breath and let it out slowly before locking eyes with Blaise. "Good, good. Ready?" Bella nodded and tried to ignore the annoying grin on the black teen's face as he waved his wand and said, "Legilimens!"

Bella shut her eyes at the last moment and Blaise was knocked off his feet and thrown back by some invisible force, causing him to land solidly on his back a few feet away. Blaise blinked, thoroughly dazed as he stared up at the dark ceiling. There was a beat of silence in which everyone looked form the wizard to Bella in shock, before he rolled over and jumped to his feet, not looking the slightest bit ruffled.

"Well, I must say, that is one strong barrier you have there, inside that pretty little head of yours." He commented, his expression a mix between amused and interested. "Are you sure you're a Muggle?"

"A-a what?" Bella asked her voice barely above a whisper in her shock.

"A Muggle, you silly girl," Blaise said in a condescending tone, and then added, "Non-magical."

"I . . . I . . ." Bella muttered, put out for being called a 'silly girl'. "I don't know."

"Well, that certainly is strange," Harry mused, thoughtful. "What do you think, Lu?" He asked the girl beside him.

"Natural Occlumence," Luna speculated. Draco let out annoyed huff on the other side of Harry.

"Where's a human dictionary when you need one?" Harry winced at the blonde's words. He knew exactly where to find a 'human dictionary.' Draco, noticing the wince, went over his words in his head before a look of horror crossed his face. "Oh! Harry I'm sorry. I didn't realize —" Harry raised his hand to cut off the Malfoy's apology.

"It's fine."

Even though he said that, everyone could tell that it most certainly wasn't 'fine.' Harry sighed and stood up, setting Teddy down in his uncle's lap. "I'll be back," he mumbled, and then said, "Air," As a way of explanation. Without another word, he rushed out of the front door. Everyone listened as he started Draco's car and no one moved until they heard him speed away.

"Is he alright," Esme asked worriedly, staring at the door as Edward moved as if to go after the black haired teen. Draco waved the vampire back.

"He'll be back soon," Luna told then, and there was such certainty in her voice that they found it hard to argue.

"Um . . . can someone remove this ward," Neville asked when no one had spoken for a while. "I don't think I can stay in this room any longer." Everyone turned to look at him and noticed for the first time that his eyes were turning completely red.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Luna muttered as the other two wizards looked over at Bella. The Cullens seemed to catch on to what was going on for they also turned to look at Bella, and after a moment Bella also caught on. Luna moved to set Neville free and the newborn gave the girl a tense smile before disappearing with a loud crack.

So there we go. Another plot that's run away from me. I don't think any of my stories ever like my original plans. I suppose from now on I'll have to wing it. "sigh"

Well Review please. and ideas, Ideas. IDEAS. That will help me so much!