Okay, so I know that I've said this a million times, but I'm really sorry for not updating! I know that you deserve more than this chapter right now. But it's late and this is what came out... So please read and review. It seriously helps. I love all of you lovely readers! Here you go! I'm listening to Michael Jackson! RIP!

Disclaimer: I definitely have OCD (Obsessive Cullen Disorder) I mean, who can love Edward Cullen as much as me? But... I guess that as I started to watch him over the past two decades he came to the conclusion that I was a creeper and I was stalking him! I tried to plead with him, to try and get him to come with me to make a beautiful story... But Stephenie Meyer walked by at that moment and Edward decided to give himself to her. I guess I'll get over him one day. All I can do now is pretend that he belongs to me... I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight. It's sad. :(

It was the students' Christmas vacation. The day before they left Ron Weasley had walked up to me, embarrassed with and red, "Um...me, me mum was wondering if you would like to spend Christmas with us." I started to say no sorry Edward cut in and said, "We'd love to." I gave him a small grimace but kept to myself.

Before I knew it I found myself outside of a weird house. It looked like they had pieced together three houses on top of each other. Harry and Ron walked forward confidently. I walked forward, suitcase in one hand, while trying to avoid stepping on the chickens that roamed freely around the messy yard. A plump woman with red hair and a friendly smile walked out the door and yelled warmly, "Harry dear! And guests, welcome!" I gave her a small smile and stepped forward hesitantly as she led us inside.

I had never seen anything like it. There were so many weird 'wizard' objects in the house that I had to stop to look. In the kitchen a knife peeled a potato in midair, and leaning on the floor next to a basket of laundry, was a clock that had no numbers, but places like hospital, work, school, and mortal peril. A woman walked into the kitchen saying, "Misses Weasley, would you like me to do 'ze pie? Bill said I should 'elp out." I stared, she was impossibly beautiful for a human, with long shimmering silver hair and flawless skin. She seemed to glow. Was she human? Yes, I could smell the blood... Then she saw Harry and squealed, "'Arry! I'm so glad to zee you!" She then ran gracefully towards him and kissed him on the cheek. Harry and Ron looked a little flustered. Edward chuckled and whispered, "So that's what a Veela is or...almost."

I let my shield down to let Edward into my mind and then thought, What's a Veela?

"It's a...beautiful creature. They lure men in with their beauty. That girl has Veela blood in her." He whispered. So that's what Ron meant when he said, 'That girl's a Veela!' He had obviously noticed at the time that my looks were unnatural.

"Ron, where should we put our things?" I asked.

"How rude of us!" Mrs. Weasley said, "This way dears!" We were led to a small room with boxes piled in the corner. This was so awkward. What were we doing here? Hermione wasn't coming at least. Apparently her and Ron were fighting at the moment. Even I could tell they liked each other. And now Ron had a girlfriend. I sighed at their stupidity. I walked out the room leaving Edward. I wanted to offer my assistance with dinner. I walked passed that girl, Fleur I think her name was. She seemed to bristle as she came near me and walked haughtily past me. What was that? What was her problem?

"She's jealous of your beauty." Edward said, his arms suddenly wrapped around my waist, "She's not used to competition."

"Really?" I asked, intrigued.

He laughed, "Really." Hmm...interesting.

Harry was in the kitchen about to walk out the backdoor.

"Hey Harry! Is there something I can help with?" I asked.

"Er, well we're going to de-gnome the garden. You can help if you want." He shrugged. I followed him out to the snowy yard. Ron was in the action of throwing a little creature over a fence.

"What is that?" I asked. It looked like a little goblin with a potato shaped head. Weren't gnomes suppose to be tiny Santa clauses?

"A gnome." Harry said. "You have to throw them out the yard. Ron's dad is to soft to get rid of them permanently." He smiled. I watched Harry throw a gnome in wonder. Then I sniffed one out behind a bush and held it up by one foot. It tried to bite my rock hard skin, it got frustrated and started to curse when it had no effect on me. I started to laugh hysterically and quickly chucked the gnome over the fence. I threw it too hard though. I jumped the fence to see what happened. It had made a big dent in the snow. It was injured and started crawling forward, wounded, while muttering darkly.

"Wow!" Ron said astounded as I jumped back. "How did you do that?!" I shrugged and threw more gnomes, careful to not throw them quite that hard again. When the yard was completely gnome free Ron laughed and said, "They'll never come back now little pests!" We went inside where a thin balding man with red hair stood by...

"Nessie!" I yelled in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

"Dumbledore said that I could come, Mr. Weasley came to get me." She said sweetly. She smiled at Mr. Weasley in gratitude. He blushed, his ears turning red, I guess I knew where Ron got that from.

I hugged Renesmee and held my hand out to Mr. Weasley, "hello, I'm Bella Cullen. Thank you for bringing my daughter here."

"Your welcome." He said a little flustered. "You're daughter? But you can't be more than 18..."

"I had her before I was turned into a vampire." I told Mr. Weasley.

"Oh...well. That's...interesting." He said.

"Ness, where's Jacob?" Edward asked, coming in.

"Oh, I made him stay." she said, "He's been hovering way too much. I needed a break. And I wanted to spend Christmas with my parents, is there anything wrong with that?" She gave us a small pouty look. She was becoming like Alice. She could get her way out of me easily with her expressions.

After Renesmee put her things in our room she came down and met Fleur. Fleur sniffed and held out a hand stiffly to Nessie. Did she have to be so rude? To my daughter? Nessie sent me a confused thought, mom, what's her problem? What did I do? She had practiced a lot over the years, now she could send thoughts and images to you without touching you. All of the stress from evil wizards and the fact that my daughter was being treated rudely overwhelmed me.

Later I walked into the kitchen where Ron was by himself. Fleur walked in behind me. An idea suddenly came to mind. One that was not one I would usually do. I was married and a mother for heavens sake. But....I couldn't resist. I smirked at Fleur and gave her a significant look and very deliberately went to Ron who was cutting vegetables. He looked up as I came closer and quickly looked down again.

"Hi." I said in the best "dazzling" voice as I could, "What are you doing Ron?" He lifted his head and opened his mouth to respond but said nothing as he took in my golden eyes.

"I...uh...tomato," He stuttered.

"Really?" I said blinking at him, "Ron, I was wondering if you would help me with my suitcase. It just isn't opening."

"Um... I... yeah!" He almost yelled, scrambling to my side. He tagged behind me up the stairs. Fleur's face was furious as I smirked at her again. When we were in the guest room I was staying in (Edward was gone) I led him to my suitcase and said, "Oops. I forgot. I opened it a few minutes ago." The top of the suitcase showed a pile of designer clothes spilling out.

Fleur stood in the doorway, "Ronald...I wahz wandering if you would help me with the pie," she said batting her eyes and whipping her hair back. So she was going to fight back...

"Ron, weren't you going to help me?" I asked. He just stood there, halfway between me and Fleur. He comically turned his head from me to her unable to decide.

"I, uh, um.." was all he could say. "Come on Ronald, I need your 'elp," she said in a falsely desperate voice.

"Ron, you could help me with some plans that Dumbledore talked to me about," I said seductively. He started to walk towards me dazed, but then Fleur ran towards us and pulled Ron's arm towards her. I grabbed his other arm and we started to play tug-a-war. "'Ees mine!" She screamed, "No. He. Isn't." I yelled back. Suddenly she let go of Ron and started storming my direction.

"What iz your problem?!" She shrieked.

"What is yours, Mrs. 'Beautiful'?" I screamed back.

Ron just stood there confused. Edward ran in and held me back whispering, "What's going on with you Bella?"

"You have to act so superior to others, don't you!" I yelled to her. She narrowed her eyes. Ginny Weasley and Mrs. Weasley came in confused and took in the scene.

"Beauty means nothing!" I screamed, "You're so... vain!" I sped out of the house. But not before I saw the amused impressed looks of the women in the doorway. I ran far away to a nearby hill. Edward was there in an instant with our bags.

"Where did that come from?" he asked me.

"I don't know," I whispered, "this whole thing...it's just making me a little edgy." He nodded and kissed me.

"Do you want to go home?" he asked tenderly.

"No," I sighed. "I just need to pull myself together. Wow. That was embarrassing..." He took me in his arms and stroked my back soothingly. "Just relax," he cooed.

"I should go back," I sighed, "and apologize."

Suddenly, I heard a loud CRACK and looked around to see dark figures surrounding us, wearing masks and thick black cloaks.

Hahahahaha....I'm evil. But more is coming. R&R!!!!! I'm thinking of starting a new story soon, so please keep a look out! It should (hopefully) be good.

Mikay Cullen