This story has turned out way more successful than i ever imagined - you're all so amazing! We've made 155 followers - the most i've ever made - and this story has been added into a community (which i've never had done to a story before) so thank you all! I've had a lot of requests and questions for the event that is about to occur in this chapter.

Hey guys,

Nothing crazy has happened besides the fact my cousin is marrying into a family of animal eating vampires – no, i'm not joking. My sense of humour isn't that great. They seem to generally care and love her – she's planning to get changed after her wedding and I can do nothing but sit by and let it happen.

Merlin give me strength.

If things get too hectic for me down here, i'll pop back for a family dinner but please, don't worry about me. I've dealt with worse.

Love you all, Hermione.

It had been a week and Bella and Hermione still weren't talking unless they were in front of Charlie; luckily because of work and spending time with Billy and Sue, he hadn't noticed Hermione's coldness or Bella's sudden sad mood. Everyone was happy in his eye. But Hermione couldn't be happy, not yet anyway. Her cousin was literally throwing her humanity away for a bloke she met like a year ago. She was going to have to fake her death and have Charlie, Renee and herself grieve and in reality, she'd be sitting in some area with minimal sun or minimal humans and would live her life happily, draining animals of their blood and watch as her family grew old and died.

The question is, since Bella knew about her magical abilities, would she have ever told Hermione about her vampirism? The likely answer?

No.

Vampires weren't wholly liked in the wizarding world, known for their blood thirsts and their predatory skills which make them definite threats. No, Bella would've changed, had all of her family believe she be dead and just leave them. Hermione just struggled to deal with that concept.

That's why she spent so much time away from Forks; the Cullen family had seemed to be everywhere she went the first day after the argument and Hermione needed somewhere to go – home wasn't suitable because Alice was doing Bella's dress – so she got in Bella's truck and drove. She ended up at La Push beach and she sat there, watching the waves come crashing and the birds flying above the sea, dipping down every now and then before leaving. It was peaceful.

She managed to make it up there the next day by hitching a ride with Charlie and was soon joined at the beach with Embry who either sat there in comfortable silence or spoke to her about Jacob – he was clearly curious as to how the two new each other. And that was how she found herself a week after the argument – on the beach with Embry and Quil (and a little girl called Claire who seemed fond of Quil) and were sat in comfortable silence as the little girl made a castle out of sticks and pebbles on the beach.

They'd been sat there for an hour when Embry's head snapped up to attention, looking at something over her head before his face held a huge smile and he clambered to his feet. She followed his direction and noticed him running towards a large man, embracing him before pulling back and revealing – Jacob?

"Damn," she muttered and Quil laughed next to her. "He got big!" Quil's laughter increased and he nodded in agreement before he picked up 'Claire-Bear' and took her over to Jake. She stood to her feet and walked slowly towards the group, her eyes widening comically when she saw how muscled he was. Did he not own a top?

He froze when he stared at her, as if he too couldn't believe that she was there. "Hermione," he breathed and that was enough for her to run and embrace her old friend. His warm arms held her to him, embracing her tightly and swinging her around. "Hey squirt," he chuckled, kissing her hair and squeezing her gently before pulling back. "It's been a long time."

She grinned up at him and nodded. "But I'm back now," she told him, running her fingers through his chin length hair.

"For good?"

"For now," she compromised, wrapping her arms around his middle –as much as she could – and squeezing again. "I missed you." Quil and Embry were stood to the side, exchanging wide eyed looks – had he just imprinted?

"Hey Jake, group barbecue for lunch at Sam's, you'll be there, right?" Embry quizzed and celebrated when he received an answering nod. "Good."

Paul really was alone at patrol now; Jacob had stopped replying twenty minutes ago which meant only one thing – he'd phased back and was home. He couldn't wait to see the bloke.

"Jacob!" A woman cried and throwing herself at the bloke; he only had enough warning to step away from Hermione so she didn't get squashed and catch the flying figure that would be Emily. "I don't know what you thought you were doing, leaving us all like that but it stops now, you hear me?" He nodded, allowing her to pepper his face in kisses and feel him to check he'd been eating enough. Jacob rolled his eyes and grinned cheekily at Hermione who giggled in response and brought Emily's attention to her. "Oh, you must be Hermione!" She nodded wearily and allowed herself to be drawn into a hug. "Embry has spoken about you a lot," she said, answering the silent question.

"Oh, how sweet of him," Hermione responded awkwardly and Jacob glared at the boy in question. Embry merely shrugged in response and when Hermione touched Jacob on the arm, the glare disappeared and Jacob was smiling again. He must've imprinted. Sam seemed to have the same thought because he appeared next to Embry and gave him a quizzical look which asked, 'has he imprinted?' and Embry's answering shrug gave the response of, 'maybe, maybe not.'

"Come on dears," Emily said, dragging everyone's attention to her since it was normally the sign for food. "Get to your seats and food will be out in two." The room was practically empty only seconds later, with the exception of herself, Leah, Hermione and Jacob. "Jake, you still have your normal chair and Hermione can sit next to you in Paul's. He's arriving a bit late because of work or something." Jacob nodded in understanding and led Hermione away towards the table outside leaving Leah and Emily inside.

"Has he-?" Leah questioned, turning to her cousin.

"I can't tell," Emily responded, staring after the two.

"So Hermione, tell us about yourself," Sam said, buttering a roll as he piled his plate with food. "We didn't even know about you until there was mention of Jacob coming home." Hermione shrugged and swallowed her mouthful of potato salad.

"There isn't anything interesting i'm afraid," she offered, cutting up some of her salad. "I was brought up in Forks with Bella over the summers, went to a boarding school and then came back here." She filled her mouth with lettuce and cucumber, hoping to avoid any talk about her school – she wasn't the best liar.

Luckily, they let it drop and turned to ask Emily what was for pudding because – damn! Their plates were practically empty already?

"Jacob, Sam, why don't you help me take this in and bring the sweet stuff out," Emily practically ordered once everyone at the table had finished their meal – which mainly met that they waited for Hermione and Emily to finish their food.

"Sure," they both responded, grabbing plates and bowls of food and following her back into the kitchen. The moment the door shut, the two imprints whirled on Jacob and stared. "What?" He asked, placing the bowls onto the counter and looking behind him awkwardly.

"What?" Emily questioned, eyes wide and jaw dropped. "You imprinted and you didn't tell us straight away with some kind of code?" Jacob frowned with confusion picking up the plates that held pie and headed towards the door. The two followed with their own load.

"Imprinted? I haven't imprinted," Jacob responded, amusement and confusion dripping from his voice. "Nah, Hermione is just one of my old friends that I haven't seen in years," he explained. When they walked into the garden and saw Paul standing near the table, eyes wide and his face relaxed Jacob snorted. "He imprinted on Hermione."

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With patrol finished and Leah taking over for him, Paul was both knackered and famished but the promise of a good meal from Emily was what had him dragging his paws to Sam's house. When he got close enough and heard the name Hermione, he realised that Jake was there as was a human and he quickly popped off to change into the bushes before walking out into their garden. The pack shouted their 'heys' and he grinned back, walking close enough to smell the plate of food that had been left for him.

But that wasn't what caused him to stop near the table.

No, the girl with curly hair that bordered on crazy with the heart shaped face and wide, chocolate eyes were what brought him to a stop. A goddess in human form, in front of him.

Then his eyes widened. His imprint.

He imprinted on Jacob's mystery friend.

Finally we're getting somewhere! Next few chapters are going to be some more (only a little) … Hermione and Paul action (what is their ship name? Somebody please come up with an awesome one for me? Pretty please?) As always, let me know what you thought and i'll see you all soon!