Only four reviewers so far despite Shy Yet Cheeky's help. But my latest chapter has only been up for a few days so I'll give you people some time. If you missed what I put on my profile, for every 7 reviews on the previous chapter I'll put in hot shirtless werewolves with plenty description. *grins* Since it's February vacation for me I'll have lots of time for updating, especially since I'll be at my dads on Wednesday now. Okay, I've got 6 reviews just one more! Ah what the hell. I figure, it's too early for 7. I STILL DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

Of Veela and The Magic of Imprinting

Leah PoV:

Why couldn't I remember this girl's name? She went to school with me, I knew. Most shocking, she was one of my best friends. I had just walked through Rachel's front door to find her with one of our old friends watching Harry Potter 4. Old memories of our Harry Potter marathons flooded my head. We didn't do them anymore, since Rachel had left and I'd been busy, well as a wolf. The only reason I was here was because Jacob had agreed to house Taha Aki here, and I'd come to see him. With the human girl here, that wouldn't work out well if she saw a ghost.

"Hey Leah," Rachel said to me as I draped myself onto an empty couch. On screen, Tom Felton had just been turned into a white ferret. The other girl sighed when he turned back to human.

"Draco Malfoy is pure veela. Nobody could be more cute," she said, her eyes intent on the screen. I glanced at Rachel questioning her silently.

"Anya and I are watching a Harry Potter marathon."

I nodded my thanks to her and almost giggled at the faces Anya was making at the screen. The veela reference was from Harry Potter of course, they were the beautiful people from Bulgaria that enchanted everyone who saw them.

Rachel's eyes unfocused slightly and I could tell she was thinking of her Paul, which made my mind drift to the specter that had haunted my dreams all night.

"So where's Jacob?" I asked Rachel casually- well as casually as I could. Inside I was jumping up and down yelling where is he where where where?

"Sleeping," she answered. "And whichever one of his friends slept over last night left at like 5:30 this morning and woke me up accidentally. So Jacobs been sleeping all day and I was up way too early." Rachel knew about Taha Aki and she was trying to talk to me without letting Anya in on anything.

"Oh, I missed the good old days when we all and Rebecca and, um-"

Anya's eyes darted to me and I finished her sentence. "Emily used to have movie marathons every weekend." She nodded; clearly relieved I wasn't affected by that. And for some reason I wasn't. All my hurt from Sam and Emily's betrayal was gone. I supposed that was one of the perks of imprinting, like I'd told Jacob not too long ago.

*Flashback*

You don't want to imprint?

Hell, no!

That's just because you're already in love with her. That would go away, you know, if you imprinted. You wouldn't have to hurt over her anymore.

Do you want to forget the way you feel about Sam?

I think I do.

*End Flashback*

Rachel's front door slammed and Embry came in, grinning from ear to ear. "Someone told me you were here, Leah. I've got it!" He noticed Anya on the couch and changed his train of thought. His quick paced werewolf mind thought up a lie. "How you can get back at Jacob for what he pulled yesterday."

I caught the slight emphasis on get back and my heart jumped. As it settled back into my metaphoric chest, it began to ache. There was a painful pull on it and my mind flew to Taha Aki.

"Where?" I demanded of Rachel.

"Woods," she answered calmly, but there was slight fear in her eyes. She seemed to know what I wanted right away. I jumped up pulling Embry behind me. I'd barely made it to the first trees when I turned to Embry.

"Something's wrong," I said before my wolf exploded out of me. I ran through the trees trying to go where my heart told me. Embry was on my tail talking to me.

This is the imprint connection. Something's up with your ghost. Can you feel where he is?

I could feel him and I had the faintest feeling of him calling out to me, my name over and over like when I'd first heard him. I howled and Embry howled behind me, calling out to the other wolves of danger. The howl jolted through my body and I suddenly knew where to go.

It's this way! I yelped to Embry. We burst into a thicker part of the woods and I was stunned by what I saw.

My ghost smiled at me sadly. Well, I thought he was smiling. I couldn't tell since a quarter of his body was gone and the rest was fading away as I watched. He was trapped in the middle of a star drawn in the dirt. At the point of each star was a representative of each of the five elements. A clod of dirt, a cup of water, an empty space for air, a bag of ice cubes and a candle.

Exorcism, Embry snarled and the definition crossed my mind: the act or process of expelling an evil spirit by adjuration or religious or solemn ceremonies.

My eyes were drawn to the form striking a match to light the candle and finish the spell.

Sam, I yelled in my head and a growl erupted from me. He looked up, startled at first but a look of determination overcame his face. He phased and crouched, ready to fight us.

Cliffie again! Please review and tell me what you want to happen to Sam! I only got 6 reviews after chapter 4 so no shirtless werewolves for you, my bad readers. And I know your reading this. I don't enjoy the fact that I have 700+ hits and less then 20 reviews. R&R pleaseeee (or I'll think about Jacob joining the fight and Sam killing him- oh yeah I have that power. Don't let Jacob die and press the review button. Thank you!) Quote is from page 319 of Breaking Dawn.

Also I need ideas for a mans name that goes good with Roxanne for another imprint story. He will be a bad guy.