A/N Just a word of advice: the more you review the faster we update :P They motivate us to write faster.

'... Harry Potter,' Seth finished proudly, a grin plastered on his face.

Everyone stared blankly.

'Come again?' Emmett INSERT WORD.

'You know, Harry Potter. From the Harry Potter books. They're named after him. They're called Harry Potter. It's about his life and what he does at his school Hogwarts,' Seth babbled.

'Shut up! We get the point,' Edward snapped.

'Some people...' Seth muttered.

'I heard that,' Edward reminded him, grinning wickedly.

'Hello Harry. I'm Carlisle.'

'Pleasure to meet you, sir,' Harry replied.

'What'd he say,' Jacob whispered to Bella. After realising she was still a squirrel he repeated the question to Edward.

'He's English; you won't be able to understand anything he says. No offence,' Edward said turning to Harry.

Harry smiled obliviously.

'Seth, why did you bring him here?' Carlisle said turning to Seth.

'I dunno. He looked kinda clueless,' Seth shrugged.

'Harry, do you know where you are?' Carlisle asked gently.

'Well, I have a feeling I'm not in London anymore,' Harry answered.

'Nice one genius,' Emmett murmured. Rosalie smacked him on the back of the head.

'What was that for?' Emmett said rubbing the back of his head.

Rosalie rolled her eyes. 'For saying stupid things.'

'You do that a lot.'

'You say stupid things a lot.'

Harry laughed. 'You people are jolly good fun.' He suddenly stopped laughing and started to look a little sick.

'You ok?' Seth questioned.

'I just realised, until recently I was dead.'

'Wait. What?' Carlisle asked.

'Yes, dead,' Harry confirmed.

'Then how are you alive?'

Harry shrugged.

'Hey, you're a wizard,' Seth assumed.

'Why yes I am,' Harry bragged.

'Do you know why you came back to life?' Carlisle questioned.

Harry shook his head.

'I know,' Voldemort exclaimed with glee.

'When'd you get here?' Jacob demanded.

'What do you mean? I've been here the whole time,' Voldemort laughed.

'But I thought you were miles away from Sporks.'

'Oh, that's an old story now. Part of the good old days. Our happy memories.'

'He's weird,' Emmett whispered to Rosalie.

'I heard that,' Voldemort stated. 'Back to more important things. You guys really need to get some more toilet paper.'

Edward shuddered and then stormed out of the room. He walked around the garden until he noticed that someone was following him.

Edward turned around. 'Why are you STALKING ME?' he yelled in Voldemort's face.

'I'm not stalking you, I'm just following you around.' He replied.

'But that's the same thing,'

'No it isn't,' Voldemort smiled. 'It's like we're playing... follow the leader,' he said thoughtfully.

Edward slapped his forehead in frustration. 'You know, somewhere up there, the god of stalking is looking down at you and wondering why you deny it.'

Voldemort grinned. 'Let's go back in and join the others. We can have a nice cup of tea.'

'I don't drink tea,' Edward grunted.

'Well how about a nice cup of hot coffee.'

'I don't drink coffee either.'

'What do you drink?'

'Blood,' Edward said and then stomped back to the roof.

Voldemort laughed. 'Funny joke. Hey come back here. Where are you going? Don't you walk away from me,' he threatened.

Edward suddenly appeared in front of him. 'What do you want?'

'Do you really drink blood?'

'Yes.'

'Really?'

'Yes.'

'Really really?'

'Yes.'

'Really really really?'

'YES! SHUT UP!'

Edward continued to make his way to the roof.

'Really really really really?' Voldemort yelled as he followed him.

'YES!' Edward cried in frustration.

'CARLISLE!' Edward yelled, when he reached the roof. 'He won't shut up.'

'Who?' Carlisle asked.

'Voldemort.'

Carlisle turned to Voldemort. 'Well Mr Voldemort-'

'How many times do I have to tell you. It's LORD Voldemort,' Voldemort said.

'It's LORD Voldemort,' Emmett mocked.

Voldemort glared at him then laughed as Rosalie hit him on the back of the head.

'Sucks to be him,' Voldemort chuckled. Rosalie grinned at him.

'Now Harry, please try and remember how you came back to life.' Carlisle said kindly.

Harry screwed up his face in concentration. 'I think...' he began.

'Go on,' Carlisle prompted.

'I don't know. All I remember is wandering in the forest and then being found by Seth.'

'Are you sure you don't remember anything else?'

Harry shook his head.

Voldemort coughed loudly.

'I believe I can tell you how he came back to life,' he said as Carlisle turned to him.

'AAHHHH! LORD VOLDEMORT,' Harry yelled, noticing Voldemort for the first time.

'Harry, don't worry. I'm not evil anymore,' Voldemort smiled.

Harry continued to eye Voldemort warily.

Carlisle cleared his throat. 'Please,' he said to Voldemort, 'tell us what you know.'

'I wonder,' Voldemort pondered. 'Has anyone been struck by lightning recently?'

'Yes. My wife was,' Carlisle admitted.

'Ah that would have done it,' Voldemort pondered.

'Done what?'

'It was prophesized that when an immortal was struck by lightning, Harry Potter would return. What I don't understand is why he's in his 17 year old body. You died old, didn't you Harry?'

'Yes I did,' Harry said proudly.

'Well that is of little relevance. What's Harry going to do now he's back?' Edward wondered.

Everyone turned to Harry.

'Only one way to find out,' Emmett grinned.

Suddenly, a piercing scream shot through the air...