I just wanted to apologize again for the chapter mix-up, I know that can be frustrating, but thank you for telling me, otherwise it may have never gotten fixed! :) I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, and I'd feel great if I got some feedback, just let me know how I'm doing. I can already see how the Harry Potter characters are going to fit in with the Twilight storyline seamlessly, and it's pretty cool. :) Anywho, enjoy!

The Curiosity of a Child

Harry awoke quite smoothly, feeling refreshed and reenergized. He stretched, and realized in a bit of horror, that he had none of his belongings. He looked down at his wrinkled clothes, and tried to remove the wrinkles with magic, but gave up after a few tries. He really needed to brush his teeth, but of course, he didn't have a toothbrush. He was just about to wake up Ron and Hermione and explain the dilemma when he heard a hoot outside the cottage.

He rushed outside with his wand raised, and searched for the source of the hoot. Soon enough, he saw a tawny owl, with a note attached to his leg. Harry unraveled the note, and smiled when he saw it was Ginny's handwriting.

Harry
I just got word from the Department of Magical Transportation. You're in the United States of America?! How did you get there? I do hope you're okay, we are all very worried. The Ministry told me that the American Ministry doesn't typically contact the British Ministry, so it is unlikely that they know you are in the States. Kingsley Shacklebolt himself said that he is sending Aurors to come rescue you and return you to us as soon as I get a response from you. Please send word back with this owl immediately, just so I can know you're safe.
I love you so much,
Ginny

P.S. The owl has already been paid.

Harry reread the note, and then quickly turned it over, inscribing a short message on the back with his wand.

Ginny,
Do not let Kingsley send any Aurors after us. We are safe, and in fact, we're staying with a clan of American vampires. They are in grave danger and have asked us to help them in their fight for justice. I can't explain it all in one note. Just please don't let the Ministry take us back. These vampires could lose everything if we aren't here. I love you and miss you so much, but you have to trust me.
Tell the others we're okay. I love you.
Harry

He tied the note back onto the owl, who took off with unprecedented speed. It must be have been enchanted to fly faster, since it was making such a long journey. Harry watched it until it was just a speck against the clouds, and then ran inside to wake the others. When he entered, he saw that Ron and Hermione were already awake, and seemed to have come to the same dilemma as Harry.

"I completely forgot that we don't have our belongings," Ron said, exasperated. Hermione rolled her eyes standing up. "Ronald, when are you going to learn that I'm always prepared? Ever since the War, I've always had this bag full of the essentials," she said, wiggling the little beaded bag in his face. Harry sighed a sigh of relief.

"I still don't know what we'd do without you, Hermione," Ron said, giving her a hug. Hermione smiled, and conjured out of the bag clean clothes and toothbrushes. After the three were presentable and had minty fresh breath, Harry informed them of Ginny's owl. "What?" Hermione exclaimed. "Can they even take us by force?" Harry shrugged his shoulders, holding the door open. "I don't think it'll come to that, Hermione. I explained vaguely what we were doing to Ginny, and hopefully she'll be able to convince the Minister that we're safe," he said. Ron and Hermione looked at him skeptically but didn't ask any more questions. They walked in silence back to the house.

The vampires were all awake, as if they had been for hours. Ron gave Hermione a confused, to which she answered his unspoken question. Harry detected a bit of irritation in her voice. "American vampires don't sleep, nor do they burn in sunlight. Actually, they sparkle in sunlight," she said, a small giggle escaping her lips. Ron burst out laughing, and Harry couldn't help but join in. It was a juvenile thing to laugh over, but it sure was funny. "Sparkle? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard! How can I take them seriously when they're bedazzled like a child's toy?" Ron said, clutching his side. Hermione was not amused. She pressed her finger to her lips. "Sh! They have super-enhanced hearing and can probably hear you laughing at their expense!" she cried.

Ron waved her off. "Oh, come off it Hermione! It's not like I can't take them," He brandished his wand in her face, which only set Hermione off more. She stomped away towards the house. Harry lingered behind with Ron. Ron's look of triumph slowly faded away, to be replaced by one of embarrassment. "It's just like old times, isn't it?" he said quietly. Harry tilted his head at him. "Yeah, I feel like I'm seventeen again, and I'd prefer not to, so just try and be more respectful," he said, but with a kinder tone. Ron hung his head, and followed Harry up to the house.

After greeting everyone, Edward gathered everyone around the dining room table. Laid out were numerous maps and other documents. Edward pointed a long, white finger at a particular map that had a lot of scribbles on it. "This is our land," he explained. Harry leaned in closer. The house rested in a thicket of trees, deep in the forest, perhaps four of five miles in. The clearing was only a little ways away, and the stream that separated the house and the cottage stretched for miles and miles. Edward had circled a huge area past the mountains, void of any trees or foliage.

"That's where I suspect the Volturi are going to meet us," he said, glancing at Alice for confirmation. She closed her eyes slightly, and Edward nodded. Harry had to remind himself that he could read minds. Edward continued. "I'm going to need help setting up a formation suitable for battle, should it come to that. Renesmee will be up in the front, with myself and Bella, and Jacob as well, in wolf form," Harry cut Edward off. Wolf form?

"Wait, wolf form? As in, werewolf?" he asked. Edward blinked at him, not answering. Instead, the outcast answered him. Jacob, Renesmee primary caretaker. He hadn't spoken at all since Harry and his friends had arrived. He stood up straighter. "Yeah, as in werewolf. My pack and my former pack have allied themselves with the Cullens, and whatever witnesses they can gather," he replied, his voice deep and sultry. Harry stared at him, while Hermione interjected.

"Wait a second," she said, her eyes flicking back and forth between the vampires and Jacob. "From what I've read, werewolves are your natural enemies. How can you be working together?" The rest of the vampires' eyes glanced toward Edward and Bella. Jacob didn't hesitate to answer. "Because I imprinted on Renesmee," he said. "And because Bella and I have a long history," he added as an afterthought. Harry was confused. What was imprinting? But he shook the thoughts out of his head. That wasn't important. All he needed to know was that the werewolves were on their side.

"Okay, let's continue with the planning," Harry redirected.

Harry was sitting alone by the stream outside the Cullen's house, tossing stones and bending the water with magic. He was awaiting Ginny's reply, after all, it had been a day and a half. He really hoped she was able to convince Kingsley to leave them be, because he knew that if Aurors arrived, they'd have to notify the American Ministry, which would result in a lot of paperwork and a lot of memory charms. And who knows if the Cullens would get the justice they deserve.

Carlisle and Esme were off traveling the globe, searching for witnesses, and Hermione and Ron had requested a private meeting with Alice and Jasper, about what, Harry did not know. The whole situation felt eerily familiar, like back when he was fighting Voldemort, back when Dumbledore kept him in the dark. But he didn't want to mull over the past, and so he kept searching the skies for a tawny owl. Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him, and he whipped around, wand raised.

Renesmee stood quite still, unafraid of Harry's wand. Her long ringlets framed her face, and she looked, quite simply, like a child. "Hello, Harry," she said. Harry hadn't heard her speak at all in the three days he had spent with the Cullens. She preferred to just 'show' everyone what she wanted to say. Harry smiled at her. She reminded him of Harry's godson, Teddy. "Hi, Renesmee, how was the trip up to Alaska?" Harry asked. He knew that Edward, Bella, Renesmee, and Jacob had all gone up to ask the Denali's to bear witness to Renesmee innocence. Renesmee plopped down next to him.

"Long," she said, crossing her legs. Harry chuckled. "But the Denali's agreed to come?" he prompted. Renesmee nodded her head. The two sat in silence for a while before Renesmee spoke again. "Could you show me some magic?" she blurted out, and then buried her head in her hands, as if embarrassed. Harry smiled warmly. "I'd be delighted to show you some magic, Nessie," he said, standing up. Renesmee stood up too, eagerly, obviously excited and curious. "Ooh, thank you so much! I've just been wondering," she said, clasping her hands together. Harry didn't know what to show her. Just the basics, he guessed.

He took off his own glasses, and handed them to Renesmee. His vision became blurry, but he could see well enough. "Break those for me, please," he instructed. He couldn't tell for sure, but he thought he saw Renesmee falter. "What? Why would I break your glasses? Don't you need them to see?" she remarked. Harry nodded. "Yes, I do, but just trust me," he said. Renesmee hesitated for a moment longer, and then crushed the glasses between her hands. "Now hold them out for me," Harry said.

Renesmee held them out, and Harry pointed his wand at them. "Reparo," he said. The glasses magically repaired themselves, the glass resealing. "Whoa!" Renesmee exclaimed, obviously amazed. "That was extraordinary!" Harry chuckled. "Okay, now go set them down about three meters from here," he said. Renesmee, clearly intrigued, followed his directions without question. "Okay, I did it!" she called. Harry grinned. "Accio glasses!" he cried, and heard the glasses zooming towards him. He caught them, and put them on, his vision clearing immediately. He saw Renesmee jumping up and down. "That is so amazing! I wish I knew magic!" she said, running back to Harry.

"What else can you do?" she asked, looking up at him with awe in her eyes. Harry chuckled, rustling her hair. "A lot, too much to show you everything. After all, it took me six years to master the art of magic. There are a lot of spells and enchantments, used for all sorts of things, whether it be protection or defense, or just to make life easier. But I will show you one other thing," Harry explained. Renesmee looked at him with pure joy. Harry liked being able to create this much happiness just by using magic. He closed his eyes, and clearly envisioned the space of grass just a few meters ahead of him.

Suddenly he was zooming through a thick tube that felt like glass, and he couldn't breathe, but he was used to it, and it was a short trip, and soon, he reappeared on the other side of the lawn. Renesmee, standing farther away, had her jaw dropped, and her eyes wide. "Wow!" she shouted. "How did you do that? You just teleported! I mean, mom and dad, and my aunt and uncles can run extremely fast, but even I can see a blur. I didn't see anything with you," Harry grinned, laughing. "That's because I didn't run. I Apparated. It's a magical form of transportation," he explained. He worried in the back of his head that by Apparating he had alerted the Ministry, but then he remembered that one had to Apparate at least a mile in order to send a signal to the Ministry. But still, he had to be more careful.

Renesmee ran up to him. "Maybe one day we could see which one was faster, a vampire running or what you just did, Apparating," she suggested. Harry patted her shoulder. "Yeah, it would be pretty interesting to find out, wouldn't it?" he replied. Renesmee smiled up at him, before wrapping her arms around his torso and giving him a hug. Harry hugged her back. Harry let go just as he heard a voice.

"Harry, Renesmee, the Denali's are here. I'd like you to come meet them," Bella called.