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Chapter I: Nice To Meet You

The clouds looked dark, full to the bursting and Hermione knew they would soon be pouring out the water they contained. But she didn't let that deter her. Unlike her parents, she had opted not to miss a day of the beauty Brazil had to offer. Even with the dreary weather, she was having fun, going from shop to shop. Listening to the different languages at each main tourist attraction she would visit. Everything around her captivated her senses. This would be her last vacation for some time. She knew that. Back home the war was really boiling to a point that it'll be too dangerous to leave Hogwarts let alone go on vacation. She'd talked about it to her parents, and they seem reluctant to allow for her to continue in Hogwarts, especially after the end of last year's fiasco with the Department of Mysteries.

As she navigated the streets she soon noticed the sun going down and the clouds rumbling their approval as the skies turned darker than the already were. Soon small drips of water fell from the clouds and Hermione sighed as the water drops splashed onto her face as she looked up. With a sigh she finished purchasing the trinket the lady at the stand was selling and proceeded to head back to the hotel.

As she was walking she took a different route knowing that she would take longer is she went the way she'd gotten to where she was in the first place, seeing as everyone just seem to want to walk in one direction. As she was getting closer to the hotel she passed by a small almost non-inticing store and felt a surge of magic caress her own. She paused in her steps and looked in the window. It was a herbalist store, usually only full of the most basic magic ingredients one could find that muggle unknowingly used for their healing rituals in these parts of the continent. Her curiosity got the best of her and she stepped up to the window.

There on display lay a beautiful silver necklace, a round pendant hanging from the chain. In the center was a most enchanting white Opal, but that not what drew her curiosity. No, what drew her to the necklace was the most peculiar engravings surrounding the opal on the silver is was encased in. If that wasn't enough to draw her attention though, she could feel the magic coming from the pendant, it was what had brushed up against hers and called her attention to this store.

What was it doing here anyways? She knew that magic was a bit less controlled in South America. Whole tribes of wizards are even protected from being submerged by the ICW's laws in order to persevere such old magic. Nobody wants a repeat of what had happened to the Aztecs, and the magic to affect more Wizarding life. But she knew that magic items were highly controlled on whom they were handled by. She was almost certain that this necklace was come upon by accident by this store owner and didn't know what they held.

Decision made, she was about to walk into the store when she felt the rain stop pouring on her and echo on where is hit a parasol. Surprised she turned to look at the most handsome young man she'd ever met and raised an eyebrow as he held the parasol over them both. He was tall, about 6'5, with pale skin, bronze windswept hair, seemed to be about her age if not a few years older and he had some startling golden eyes. He smiled at her, seeming amused by her staring.

"Is that necklace so fascinating that you would risk a cold miss?" He asked almost with a purr in his voice. He had a decidedly American English accent and Hermione was a bit surprised by how silky and smooth it sounded. It was then that she snapped out of it and turned to look at the necklace again, wonder coloring her voice as she replied to his question.

"I've never seen anything so pretty not being sold at a jewelry store, it reminds me of the moon," she said happily, smiling Hermione looked up at the boy and then blush slightly when she saw him looking at her intensely and a bit confused.

"Why the moon? Why not the rainbow? It reflects all the colors after all?" He asked, the amusement not leaving his eyes.

Her smile widened at his questions before answering him with a quote She has always loved.

"The hues of the opal, the light of the diamond, are not to be seen if the eye is too near. -Ralph Waldo Emerson" He looked a bit confused by that, but Hermione continued speaking, slowly falling into what Harry and Ron refer to as her lecturer speak.

"The moon looks beautiful and bright, especially on a full moon, from this distance, but travel to it and look at it closely and it's nothing but rocks and crates that have no end. Net very beautiful to look at anymore now is it." It was silent for a minute and all that could be heard was the heavy rain falling on the parasol. She blushed when she saw him smirk, she was obviously amusing him today.

"Would you like to have it?" He asked after some silence, and Hermione startled at his question.

"Well yes, I would, I was contemplating whether I should buy it or not, but maybe I shouldn't seeing as I've spent all my day shoppin for trinkets and my parents only gave me so much." Hermione lied in answer to him. She knew she would have to buy it one way or another. It was a big deal for a magical artifact to be in the muggle world and it wouldn't do for her to leave it there for it to possibly harm muggles. She could report it, yes, but she really liked the necklace, and her magic pushed for her to have it.

"Well come on," the boy said, grabbed her hand and started leading her to the store. She gasped in surprise at being corraled into the store as well as the coldness she felt from his hand when it touched her skin and before she knew it they were inside

He walked up to the counter and talked with the man in charge in Portuguese before laying some bills and coins on the counter and moving to the display that had the necklace and taking it off. He walked over to her and placed it in her hand gently. Hermione was flabbergasted, he didn't even know her and he had bought the necklace for her. She sputter, trying to find her words.

"But... but, I don't even know you! Why would you do that?" She exclaimed. He just chuckled merrily, his smile sending shivers down her back as he looked at her with those same intense, interestingly golden eyes.

"Edward. Edward Cullen."

~ Earlier that day ~

"Why did you send me to Brazil Alice? It's sunny all the time so I can't got out much during the day and the night I go hunting I have a hard time controlling myself to hunt unless I swim to Esme's Isle first and hunt there." Edward complained rather grouchily over the phone to his lively sister. He was flipping through a book when she'd called him today, he was not going to miss on this opportunity to annoy her. Sure enough, he heard her give an exasperated sigh before she replied.

"Go out tonight, when the sun is going down, and take the back route to the hotel you are staying at. She'll be drenched and just staring blankly at the store window, talk to her, she makes a huge change in our lives. Simply from that small conversation I see our lives changing." A frown covered his face and he set the book down. Thinking of what Alice was telling him. Edward didn't think this was another attempt at her trying to set me up with another woman, and she wouldn't regularly send me far from home for nothing unless it benefits the family or protects the family somehow. She knows how much of a target, a really big target, our coven is from the Volturi, to risk anything that might give us more peace and protection from them. This woman must be useful to the way we live our life.

"Is she really that important?" He asked with a resigned sigh, knowing full well he'll be doing what she asked either way.

"Yes. Now go," she exclaimed excitedly hanging up the phone. He had done as she had asked and now Edward was walking up and down the back route towards the hotel. The rain predictably started pouring down on hard and he opened the umbrella he had brought with him. He started his pace again ignore the thoughts he could hear all around him, but as he was getting closer to the hotel he stopped suddenly when he saw a young girl looking in wonder at the window of a Herbalist store. But the attitude isn't what made Edward pause, it was the lack of thought he could hear around her, or not hear is more likely.

All the people that walked by her would have their thoughts silenced for that small moment she was close, before he could hear them again as they walked away from her. She, on the other had, was completely silent. It was as if she wasn't even there, and if it wasn't for her heart beat, he would be sure that she wasn't there. Figuring that this woman was probably the one that Alice had mention to him, he walked towards her and moved the umbrella to cover her from the rain.

She looked startled as she looked at him in surprise and he was a bit amused at how distracted she had been. He had noticed that she was admiring a pretty necklace that seem to be some kind of protection charm from the store. She must be into Spiritualism if she was looking so lost in thought looking at such a simple charm necklace.

"Is that necklace so fascinating that you would risk a cold miss?" He asked almost with a purr in his voice. The girl seemed a bit surprised by how silky and smooth it sounded. He knew his voice was unusually seductive, he was a Vampire after all and her kind was his prey. She seemed to snap out of it quite quickly and turned to look at the necklace again, wonder coloring her voice as she replied to his question.

"I've never seen anything so pretty not being sold at a jewelry store, it reminds me of the moon," she said happily in a British English accent, smiling. She looked up at him and he could see a light blush color her cheeks. He was confused, why would the necklace remind her of the moon? He couldn't hear her thoughts no matter how much he tried to search for them, everything around her was silent and there wasn't even a hint of a whisper from her mind.

"Why the moon? Why not the rainbow? It reflects all the colors after all?" He asked, eyeing the necklace a bit skeptically though he was amused by the strange reply.

Her smile widened at his questions before answering him with a quote that seemed to explain it all, if her expression was anything to go by at least.

"The hues of the opal, the light of the diamond, are not to be seen if the eye is too near. -Ralph Waldo Emerson" Edward frowned as he though over what she'd just said and tried to work it into the how it fit the charm necklace. The girl, however, continued speaking, something that was very telling that she's had to explain herself with far more frequency than one would like.

"The moon looks beautiful and bright, especially on a full moon, from this distance. But travel to it and look at it closely and it's nothing but rocks and craters that have no end. Net very beautiful to look at anymore now is it." Edward stayed silent, his lips twitching slightly in as a smile tried to slip on his normally stoic facial expression. What a strange girl! She blushed when she saw him smirk, which simply endeared her to him more. He had never met such a young woman so curious, she seemed so philosophical for such a young age. Which was saying something seeing as he was older than he appeared to be, and it simply both frustrated and excited him at the thought of what it would be like in her mind

Suddenly a thought occurred to him. She was fascinating, he needed to get to know her, not just because Alice asked it of him but also because she intrigued him. Still, what better way to do that than to start by buying her that necklace.

"Would you like to have it?" His question seemed to startle her, which he gathered was because she's not used to someone she's only just met ask her that. She also seems a bit socially awkward, which could mean she doesn't talk to boys much or at all unless she must. She seemed to gather herself quickly though, like she's had practice thinking quickly on the spot. Who are you girl? He mused mentally.

"Well yes, I would. I was contemplating whether I should buy it or not, but maybe I shouldn't seeing as I've spent all my day shopping for trinkets and my parents only gave me so much." Edward could tell she was telling a half truth, the slight way her eye dilated at her words said it all. She did want that necklace, but there was more to it than it being just a small trinket for her. This necklace seemed to be special, but that was all the excuse he needed for his next plan. She seemed to get flustered easily, and he was willing to take advantage of that.

"Well come on," he said, grabbing her hand on impulse, forgetting about how much different their temperatures were and leading her into the store. Her gasp of surprise is what made him let go of her as soon as the were inside and he walked to the man at the register, resisting the urge to frown at the thought he heard from him about the girl behind him.

Wow, she's a beauty. I wonder if she'd give me the time of day.

At the counter Edward talked with the man in Portuguese. He asked how much the necklace was and was surprised to find out that it was actually quite expensive for not coming from a brand store. The man explained that this was because it was a treasure that his family guarded for many year never letting it leave their side. But money was tight and he decided to sell it this year in the hopes that it would go to a good home whom will respect it for the history it came with.

He them proceeded to tell him the story, though from his thoughts it wasn't the complete version his ears where receiving. Finally he paid for the necklace, then walked and took it off the display. I walked over to the girl again and gently placed it in her hand, a small rush of warmed traveling from when her skin came into contact with his. Something he hadn't noticed before, and he admitted to himself privately that he quite liked the feeling. It helped that she didn't give off a strong or enticing smell of blood. She sputter, her face like an open book, changing from one emotion to the other as she tried to find her words.

"But... but, I don't even know you! Why would you do that?" She exclaimed. Edward just chuckled amused, smiling a widening smile at her for the first time and for some reason took great pleasure is seeing her shiver slightly at the sound of his laugh. Most women got that reaction when he laughed, but none have ever made him feel like he was now. It was different, it made him pleased he could cause these reaction on her, though he would never admit it out loud.

"Edward. Edward Cullen."

Present Time

He introduced, grabbing her hand and gently placing a kiss on her nuckles. "At your service." He continued, smile still in place as he saw her blush deepen again. It was strange, had it been another human, he would have found himself having a struggle to ignore the rush of blood closer to the neck. Though the better brother for self control, there were some humans that were just difficult to bid you to try and feed of them. She however didn't seem to stir up those instincts.

Shaking her head with a smile, the young woman voiced her own name.

"Granger. Hermione Granger."

"Like Winter's Tale Hermione? Queen of Sicilia? " He automatically asked, it was a beautiful name after all, and something not often heard of in America, especially now a days. She nodded her eyes taking on a gleam at the mention of the story.

"Yes. Do you know it?"

"I've gone to four plays about it and I've read it probably a dozen times. It's a good piece of work," he admitted. She smiled brightly at him before frowning as she looked at what was in her hand as I tried to usher her out the door and into the rain again, already at the door and with the parasol out to protect from the still heavy down pour of rain.

"You're trying to distract me!" She exclaimed suddenly, "just because I know your name now does not mean it's alright to buy me the pendant. I could have bought it myself." She finished the last part looking a bit doubtful though. Probably wondering if it would have been possible to with her budget.

Hermione was really wondering about that. She knew magical jewelry was expensive, and if this store thought it was as old as she thought it was, then they would have demanded a fair amount for it. It would have sunk into her spending money, but maybe she could have bargained for it. This Edward boy had no right to just assume he could buy it for her. She didn't even know him and it's just strange.

"Doesn't matter I've bought it already. You wanted it so you can have it." She was about to protest again but he cut her off. "If it really bothers you so much you could just pay me back some other way. What about say, going to dinner with me tomorrow night?"

That shut her up instantly. Hermione couldn't be sure if her ears were clogged but she could just swear that Edward had asked her out on a date. She's never had anyone ask her out, well besides Viktor, but that was different. He only wanted a friend, not some silly fan girl swooning over him at the Yule Ball. They had little in common, as they found out, to know that being more than friends wouldn't have worked out. But this offer to go out seemed different. Pleasant, but different.

She stared at him contemplating, and pursed her lips as he gave her a curious look.

"Alright. You can take me out to dinner," she replied sounding as though she was pouting. A soft smile was shot in her direction that made her catch her breath.

"Great! I'll meet you tomorrow at six at O Pipo Vehlo, it's just down the block from here in that direction," he said point to our right. I nodded with a beaming smile in agreement and turned to start heading in the direction of my hotel. He followed and I gave him a curious smile. He simply raised an eyebrow at me.

"I'm not going to let a lady walk on her own at this hour, and especially not let her wall in the rain. You'll catch a cold," he replied and with a laugh continued on our way.