Let us remember this day (the day you got two chapters in a row) when chapters are running slow. The last chapter was short (very) and was also Paul's pov - this is going to happen frequently throughout because there are some events that i can't have done in Hermione's eyes.

"So you're engaged." Hermione started as they were washing the plates up after dinner. Since she'd only arrived that morning, they'd only talked about the war and Bella's time at school as well as her relationship with Edward. There hadn't been any mention of Billy, the man she considered an uncle or one of her other close friends, Jacob.

"Yup, he's it for me." Bella stated, placing the three plates back into their cupboard as she then turned to start drying the saucepans and utensils.

"Bit young aren't you? I mean, we're only eighteen, well i'm nineteen, but you get my gist. You've just graduated."

"I'm only getting older." Bella responded, as if she knew something that she wasn't telling Hermione – which was probably the case. "I know it's young but you told me that Harry and Ginny are talking of marriage and she's younger than the pair of you by a whole year!"

"It's different in the wizarding world," Hermione protested immediately but seeing that she was arguing a losing battle – knowing Charlie would have protested this arrangement as much as possible before giving in – decided to leave it. "But I can see just by the way you talk about him that you're in love. When do I get to meet him?"

Bella grinned with delight and was tempted to tell her tonight but she knew that Hermione would protest at the boy creeping in through her window every night – God knows how she'd protest if she knew she was marrying into a family of vampires.

"I'll call him later and arrange a day for you to come round."

There wasn't much conversation for the rest of the night, Hermione wiped out from her portkey over to the states as well as the stressful time when talking about the war and after mass. Charlie and Bella stayed up for a couple more hours before Bella bade him goodnight with a kiss on the head and a grin of delight when they mentioned Hermione, before heading up to bed too.

"What's got you so happy?" Edward asked after she shut her door and she turned around, grinning at him. "Missed me that much?" She laughed quietly, aware that Hermione was sleeping in the room next to hers and Charlie would be coming to bed soon.

"Not you Edward, Hermione." She noticed his confused face and elaborated. "She's my cousin, we grew up together for a few years before her parents moved to England and took her with them, then we were limited to summers and other holidays before my parents split up and I left with mum. Then it was just summers and then we stopped talking." Whilst she spoke, she got into her pyjama's and got herself onto the bed where he was reclining against her headboard. "She's back!"

Edward pulled her close, spooning her from behind and pressing his lips gently to the back of her neck. "I'm happy for you. When do I get to officially meet her?"

"Maybe tomorrow, or the day after. I want to catch up with her properly first."

Bella blinked awake slowly and rolled over, looking into Edward's amber eyes and smiling. He grinned back and leant down, kissing her slowly and sensually. "Good morning," she breathed, running her hands through his hair before pulling him back to her lips.

"It is now." She chuckled and rolled out of his arms, yawning slightly as she climbed out of bed. "Where you going? It's a weekend, we're the only ones home; I was hoping we could spend more time doing that." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively but lost the look when she whirled at him.

"Alone? What do you mean alone?"

"Well, Charlie and Hermione were awake and then he left for work and she left about half an hour after him." She blinked slowly, before pulling fluffy socks onto her feet.

"Left where?" He shrugged and followed her out of her bedroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen as she got herself a cup of coffee.

"There's a note," he stated, motioning to the piece of paper on the table and whilst she read that, he dealt with her coffee. "What does it say?"

Morning – or afternoon Bella,

Just popped out to see Billy and Jacob – if you need me, call them.

Borrowed your death trap too, so if I don't come back, you're vehicle killed me.

Love you

Hermione

"Oh she doesn't know that Jacob's gone AWOL," she moaned, plopping herself into the nearest chair and placing her head into it. "She's going to be so upset and then mad at me for not telling her. What am I going to do?" Edward placed her coffee in front of her and moved to make some food for her to eat, knowing that she'd only be eating toast today.

"How about we don't worry about it? It'd be easier for her to found out about Jacob from his dad so we let that happen, we'll go hang with Alice and Esme – i'm sure they have some more wedding details that they want to discuss with you and whilst we're there we can arrange dinner for Hermione to meet us. I'm thinking tonight."

They were silent until the toast popped and she'd eaten it before she sighed and nodded her head. "Yeah, you're right. She'll still be mad – really mad – but she'll be more interested in meeting you so she'll calm down."

"You hope."

"Eh, she doesn't know how dangerous you all can be; she'd be madder then."

"Oh fucking hell," Jared moaned, noticing the battered truck that passed him, heading towards the Black residence.

"What?" Embry started, turning and following where Jared was looking. "Oh shit, good thing Paul is on patrol." Jared snorted and shot him a look. "What? It is. He may fight with Jacob and love to tease or argue with him but Jake is still our brother and Paul can see that."

"Shut up Embry before I forget you are one of us and shove you in the sea."

There it was. The familiar shack that she'd played in and around when she was a little girl. She pulled up in the track, leaving it idle for a bit before cutting the engine and composing herself. She hadn't seen either of them since she cut things off with Charlie and though she found it difficult to return to them, it was considerably easier than this. She supposed it was because Charlie and Bella were family, they were all each other had now (with the exception of Bella having Renée) and they'd have to forgive her. These were her friends, her adopted family and that was a completely different kettle of fish.

She doesn't know how long she sat in Bella's truck, trying to build the courage but eventually the front door opened and a man in a wheelchair wheeled himself out. Billy.

A huge grin took over her face and she clambered out before she could talk herself out of it, walking towards him and stopping at the steps of the porch. "Uncle Billy," she greeted tentatively, staring up at his impassive face. She sighed and relaxed when a huge grin erupted on his own withered face.

"Get up here and give me a hug." He ordered, wheeling back to make room for her so she could wrap her arms around him and be wrapped up in return. "You'd think after all these years you would at least grow." She pulled back, laughing in disbelief and peppering his face in kisses.

"Oh how i've missed you Uncle Billy." He winked up at her and started heading back indoors.

"Come on in and tell me everything."

She shortened the story down, finding the full story too stressful to repeat after yesterday but she did tell him everything he needed to know. She showed him her scars, breaking down when he stroked them delicately and soothing her like a father would. She told him about the hunt for the horcruxes, her torture and the final battle and was finished within an hour.

The shack was silent except for the ticking of a clock and the noise was driving her spare. She knew he was digesting it all, trying to calm his breathing and emotions so his voice didn't crack but she wanted him to say something.

"You're safe now though?" He asked, concerned that she had only returned to get away from the hunters. "Are you being hunted?" She shook her head, a few curls flinging into her face and she brushed them away.

"All Death Eaters are accounted for and the war is officially over. I'm here for good." He grinned in response, reaching over to grab her hand. "So where's Jacob?" The grin fell from his face and she instantly became worried. "Is he okay?"

"Last I heard he was." Her eyes widened and her bones filled with dread.

"Last you heard?" He shot her a sad smile and held her hand, squeezing it gently.

"Bella hasn't told you, has she?" Hermione shook her head. "They had a falling out. He's been enamoured with her since she came to live with Charlie. She's been oblivious, smitten with the Cullen and rejected him. I'm sure you know she's engaged and he didn't want to stick around for it and so he left."

"How do you contact him? Where is he?" She asked, worry and frustration racing through her veins. Bella wasn't a stupid girl, she may not always be eyes open to the events around her but she hadn't ever been oblivious enough to not know the growing feelings. Now Jacob was off somewhere and she couldn't see him.

"I don't contact him. He left a number with a couple of friends, they're my only hope at knowing about my son." Billy altered, skimming the truth since it was anything but a number that they used.

"I'm bringing him home."

"Hermione-" Billy protested, turning his wheelchair to face her properly.

"No Uncle Billy. Tell me the name of these friends and where I can find them."

Embry whistled, eyeing the beauty that was walking in their direction on the beach; she'd been driving Bella's truck and he presumed it was her from earlier. "She's a fine piece." Jared and Quil followed his eyesight, looking at the curves on the small woman and nudged their friend in agreement. Though they were both imprinted, they could both appreciate the female form. "Should I talk to her? Just date a little until I imprint or just let her slide by with a smile?"

"You may not have a choice," Quil commented, noticing that the girl was heading in their direction, a determined look on her face. She stopped a few feet away from them and smiled. She really was pretty, hot even.

"Are any of you Embry or Quil? I was told that you knew Jacob."

"I'm Quil," he commented, pointing to himself. "This here is Embry," pointing in Embry's direction. "And the other is Jared though you didn't ask. We all know Jake, why?" She smiled again in greeting and fiddled with her fingers.

"Can one of you get a message to him for me, please?"

"Woah little darling, I don't know what you've been told but-" She shot Jared a glare and he silenced his protests.

"I'm friends with Jake, haven't seen him in a few years but we're friends. His dad is like my uncle, he used to be like my brother and I need to see him. I know he's not here but you can speak to him. Billy told me and I need you to help. Please." Embry nodded his head.

"Okay, what do you need me to say?"

"Can you tell him that Hermione's home?" She nodded afterwards, as if reassuring herself that was what she wanted to say and watched as Embry walked away, disappearing behind a building. The trio stood there in silence and three minutes later, a baffled Embry walked back to their group. "Is he okay? What did he say?"

He chuckled, running a hand through his hair and smiling at her. "He's fine. I don't know what you are to him but he's on his way back." Jared and Quil swung their heads round to face him with shock and he nodded in agreement. "He turned right around moments after I told him and he's already heading back."

"Thank you." She breathed, her whole posture relaxing. "Thank you so much."

I love this story. It has been one of my favourite to write – and we're only four chapters in - and it has come out so easily and quickly which is surprising for me. I've written up to chapter ten which really shows to me how easy i can get this out! Next chapter shows the meeting of Hermione and the Cullen family and won't be up till Tuesday/Wednesday. Let me know what you thought.