Ok so I'm finally like somewhat on a roll! Well that's what happens after a like 5 month break from a story! I didn't read this as many times as I wanted so there will most likely be a few grammar/spelling mistakes! IM SORRY! Sometimes is really doesn't matter how many times you read it, fresh eyes always finds the mistakes! So stay with me people! This story is going to get juicy in so many ways! Thanks again for all the favs and reviews! I love to hear what you all have to say! So enjoy!

Chapter 14

*Hermione's Point of View*

"What?..." That was all I could muster after that extremely awarded moment that only really lasted for a few seconds, but to me it felt like an eternity. I had created the ultimate plan to come into this house of vampires; state my business, which once I got here I changed my mind and decided to keep everything brief, and then leave as soon as possible and return to my job.

Then, just as I was about to make my brilliant escape one of the men in the background had to go and ruin everything. I had to hold my tongue at first because I almost started to speak to him as if I was talking to either Harry or Ron. But as I took a better look at the one that so politely extended my stay here in a house filled with vampires I almost tipped right over. Bloody hell it's the same extremely good looking guy that was sitting in my little room. Unlike the first time I got to see him, this time he looked almost panicked and even more so he was reaching right out at me. He was getting so close that I didn't even realize that I was holding my breath until he started to back away. But there was something in his eyes, something that made me believe that he truly meant every word he said and honestly wanted me to stay; and would most likely do anything to keep me here. It wasn't like a crazy if you go I will track you down and kill you kind of thing, but more of a pleading. He really wanted me to stay; plus he was the only one that mentioned my tea.

I dared to steal a glance at the tea I had brought with me as a peace offering, Bloody tea had to go and make my life difficult. Why did I bring that to begin with? Oh here you go! I know you drink blood but maybe this might be a nice change for you? It's all the way from England! Oh I can see it all now.

With perfect grace the doctor's wife silently sat herself beside to her husband and picked up my peace offering. She inspected the label and with a gentle twist she opened the lid and breathed in the scent of the tea.

"Hmmm this is lovely; I haven't had this type of tea in a long time. Is it alright if I make some?" Esme said holding up the tea as if it was item on display. At that point I could not help but relax and smile; it was like giving candy to a kid.

"Absolutely! I actually brought it as a thank you present." I said rubbing my thumbs together trying to hide the embarrassment that was spreading over my face. Esme elegantly stood and made her way over to the sink and started to prepare the tea. I didn't really comprehend that I was staring with awe until Carlisle snapped me back to reality.

"So Miss Granger if it is alright I still have a few questions for you as well I would like to take a moment to check your injuries. When you first arrived here you were in very critical condition and you seem to have healed at an alarming rate. So I would like to give you a quick exam if that is alright?" He was very cautious as he asked me this and somehow it seems as if he wasn't just speaking to me. I took a quick look around the room and everyone had the same look of bewilderment on their faces. It is somewhat strange for a normal person to survive when they clearly were not supposed to. I guess bring the tea did come in handy, because I was surely going to need a very big cup of it to get me through all the explaining I was going to have to do.

"Yes, well being part of the magical world does have its advantages; including potions and spells that can heal almost any injure and cure almost any sickness. During my travels I have collected a decent amount and I was able to heal most of the more serious injuries. But thank you so much for all the medical attention you gave me, it sure made it a lot easier for me." I said with smile. It was true; thanks to them most of my wounds would have been severely infected and would have made things much more difficult and would have taken me longer to recover.

Carlisle returned the smile and guided me deeper into their beautiful home. It was a good thing that Carlisle was literally guiding me otherwise I would have tripped right over something for my eyes were frantically taking in everything about this magnificent house. The living room consisted of massive sofas and the walls were consisted mainly of windows that looked out into the deep mystifying woods. What wall space there was had art that I have never even seen before and the décor was incredible. If only my mother could see this house, she would be in heaven.

I was then led into what looked like an office of some sort; it was dark but somehow still bright and very inviting. There was a couch, oversized chairs, and so many books. I so longed to run right over and grab as many books as I could possibly hold, jump into one of those cozy chairs, and read the rest of the day away. But instead Carlisle motioned for me to take a seat in one of the chairs as he gathered up some of his medical instruments.

It wasn't until I sat down that I noticed that the movie star, I think her real name was Rosalie, had also followed us into the room as well as the young man who made fit about me sticking around. Rosalie came right in and started to help doctor Carlisle prepare for my examination; while the young man stood right outside the doorway, arms folded across his big broad chest. It was already nerve racking enough to be treated by a vampire doctor, and it most certainly it did not help to have someone literally overseeing the entire endeavor. Seeing him look at me with those big dark eyes, that appeared to be looking right into my soul sent shivers down my spine and made my entire body slightly shake. I could feel a blush start to creep across my checks and I was so thankful that I still had my sunglasses on to conceal it. Finally I could not take the sensation the man's gaze had on me anymore and turned my attention to one of the windows. Less than a second later I found myself looking back at the man as Rosalie was apologizing and slowly closing the door, shutting him out of the room. I strained my ears, trying to hear if he had left but it didn't sound like he was going to move anytime soon.

Deciding move on Carlisle rolled his office chair so we sat face to face as Rosalie took a seat in the chair next to me with a note pad. I suddenly became very nervous. It has been a very long time since I have been to a doctor's appointment; and even though doctor Carlisle has seen me with probably very little cloths on, I was still very self-conscious.

"Let's begin shall we, I just have some quick questions to ask you about your medical records. We can access your records, but to make life easier I just want to take some notes if that is alright?" Carlisle said waiting for my response; I did not see any issues with revealing some of my more personal information. I just had this gut feeling that I could trust these people. So I nodded and allowed him to continue.

"Alright so first before I get into the basic information I just wanted to check that you are not allergic to anything? We gave you medication while you were here, but for the future and incase you do have an allergic reaction. Also are you currently on any medication?" At first I had to think about the question, was I allergic to any medication? It really has been a long time.

"No I am not on any medication and I am actually not allergic to any medication that I am aware of? To be honest I am not really allergic to anything…Oh wait I am allergic to goose feathers, you know the feathers in down-pillows and blankets? They give me a horrific headache." I said very matter-of-factly, like being allergic to goose feathers was more important than being allergic to say penicillin. Carlisle smiled as Rosalie scribbled in her note book trying to suppress a laugh.

Carlisle continued with the basic information, birthday, place of birth, any past operations, the usual routine. He even asked me if I smoked or did any drugs which I immediately said no; catching everyone off guard by how I practically yelled it. Once the information part of the exam was over it was time for the worse part; the part I was dreading. The actual physical exam.

"Ok now Miss Granger, if you do not mind taking off your sunglasses?" Carlisle said as he pulled out a little flash light. Oh but I did mind. I really, really, really did not want to take off my one security blanket. But with a deep sigh I hesitantly removed my sunglasses and for the first time looked doctor Carlisle straight in the eye. At first I thought that he would take a moment to examine my scars or make an odd face. But I was surprisingly wrong. Instead he flashed the little flash light into my eyes, and continued on with the physical. Eyes, ears, throat, reflexes were all first. Then he poked and felt where my more recent injuries were; felt my ribs checked my breathing, pulse, and lungs. After about 15 minutes he was completely finished, and flashed me with his brilliant smile.

"Looks like we are almost at a full recovery; I would offer you a lollypop but unfortunately we are fresh out." He said as he got up and started to put his things away.

"No that is alright I think I can manage." I said with a chuckle. Feeling so much better now that the medical exam was over I stood up as well, positioning my sunglasses back on. Yet as I started to walk to the door Carlisle's next question stopped me dead in my tracks.

"I just have one last question for you Miss. Granger, in regards to some of your past injuries?" Carlisle said as he sat himself behind his massive desk. It literally felt like all the blood had drained from my face and I probably looked paler than Carlisle. I didn't dare turn around to give him my answer. If I did the already spinning world would go into hyper drive and I would surly find myself face first on the floor.

"Not now; if that is alright? I'm not ready yet, not yet." I didn't realize until Carlisle answered me that everything I said came out barely a whisper. It amazes me how much my past still affected me; how tight of a grip it had over my very being.

"That is alright, but I want you to know that you are welcome here anytime and I am always here if you need someone to talk to. Alright?" Carlisle said in the most sincere voice I have ever heard. I couldn't say anything. Saying something admits that there is something wrong. Saying something shows weakness. Saying anything that can allow the dark secrets and memories that I spent so much time and energy storing away deep, deep in the depths of my mind to come out and run wild. Well let's just say I am not strong enough to confront my past; and mentioning it will open the floodgates. I mustered a half nod; which thankfully was enough for Carlisle, and before I knew it he was at my side with a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Shall we get some of that tea you brought? I can smell it all the way in here." Carlisle said as he lightly squeezed my shoulder. Tea did sound good, but did vampires even drink tea? This gives me the perfect opportunity for some new research and re-read some books on vampires and irregular eating habits. Once again Carlisle led me to the door with Rosalie right behind us. However just as Carlisle opened the door Rosalie literally pick me up from behind and instantly we moved back about five feet; followed by a very loud bang. I didn't even register what had happen until I could feel my feet touching the floor again with Rosalie supporting most of my weight until I regained my composure.

Slowly my eyes went from Carlisle, to the door, then down to the floor where the young man that apparently never left his spot and was clearly not paying attention had felled right over and landed hard on his back. He laid there for a moment, allowing his wits to comeback and it was then that we truly made eye contact. In that brief second it felt like a small current of electricity shot through my heart and I could feel it all the way down to my toes. It was a good thing he broke the connection otherwise the electricity flowing through my body would make my shoes eventually melt.

"Uummmm so we never got to really meet? I'm Jacob Black! It's nice to meet you." He said still lying on the floor. I honestly couldn't hold it in anymore, I just busted out laughing. I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to double over. It felt so good to really relax, and somehow around him I was relaxed. It did scare me a little that this perfect stranger can have this effect on me, but for now I will just store that piece of information away for later research.

To Be Continued…

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