"He's coming," Alice said in a calm tone. Renesmee, being the only one home, raised a brow at her aunt. Since reaching full maturity ten years ago, she has enjoyed getting to fully know her family- her coven, without changing angles everyday.

Before becoming fully grown, however, she insisted on having a kid with her mate. Two, in fact, Evan and Evelyn Black.

"Whose coming, Alice?" Renesmee asked her aunt, gently grasping her elbow. "Harry."

Renesmee tilted her head, "who is this, Harry?"

"He's a surprise. A survivor, too." Alice grinned cheekily. "He knows your daughter."

Slight concern entered Renesmee's mind, but seeing as Alice was at ease, she didn't let the concerning words take root. Renesmee shivered as the atmosphere changed, a power unknown radiating from the outside. "He figured it out, must have sensed it."

"Sensed what!?" She practically shouted at her aunt.

"No need to yell, child."

Renesmee gasped, turning to face the stranger who wore a knowing smirk. "Harry, what a surprise," Alice grinned, racing to hug the strange, unruly haired man.

"I find that hard to believe, love." The man had a british accent, though was dressed in total American style. His shirt was a V-neck and he had tight ripped jeans. He didn't smell like a vampire, his heart beat thumping to wildly to own the qualities of such a beast.

"It's been a long time since we've met, Alice. This must be Renesmee. She is strikingly beautiful! What a wonder, I'm Harry. Harry James Potter. I'm the master of death, and the mate of one of your own."

"What-"

Laughter from her coven filled her ears, conversations belonging to her mom, dad, grandparents, aunts and uncles- and of Jacob and their twins heading back from the reservation.

"Renesmee? Alice?" Carlisle, Renesmee's adoptive grandfather, appears from the hall. "Harry," Carlisle's mouth dropped, before he dashed in front of Harry and shoved him against the wall as he claimed the man's mouth. Renesmee's mouth dropped open, her eyes growing comically large. Alice and Edward sighed in a knowing way, Esme grinning in relief for her coven leader, Bella and Emmett gasped and Rosalie smiled and laughed.

Carlisle held his mate for a second before turning to his coven. "What the fuck?"