Chapter Four

"Peter, look!" cried Susan.

The children looked towards the school to see Edmund being roughly thrown into a long, black limousine, a serene smile plastered on his face.

"I say," said Peter. "Where do you suppose they're taking him?"

"I don't know," Susan said. "Perhaps we could ask someone?"

Peter looked unsure. "Alright," he sighed. "We haven't really got any other choice, have we?"

And so the three children warily approached the school, sending cautious glances at the students who were 'hanging' around. Susan and Lucy both clutched onto Peter's arms. They stopped before a girl with brown hair and equally brown eyes. Peter thought she was quite pretty, but she was of course not as beautiful as Bella. Who was?

"Excuse me, Miss," said Peter. "My brother was just taken away in that motor vehicle and I was wondering if you knew where they were going."

The girl looked amused. She said, "He's gone with the White Witch. Nobody ever comes back once they've gone with the White Witch."

"I'm sorry, who is the White Witch?" asked Susan.

"Bella Cullen," explained the girl. "She's like the queen of the whole school. She bitchy and manipulative and really really mean, yet everyone loves her."

"Forgive me for saying this, but you don't sound like you like this Bella Cullen very much."

All sound dissolved into silence. The girl's eyes widened in horror. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at the girl, who shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Then the crowd widened, allowing enough room for a group of incredibly hairy boys to pass through. They stopped before the girl and looked down at her. She looked up at the boy at the front and smiled sweetly.

"Good morning, Jacob," she said. "Can I help you?"

The boy scratched behind his ear. "I heard you talking about disliking Bella," he said, examining his fingernails in a menacing way. "What have you got to say in your defence?"

"I don't dislike Bella," said the girl, although her voice didn't sound entirely convincing. "I think she's... um... What was the question?"

He narrowed his eyes. "That's not what we heard," he insisted, scratching himself again. He continued scratching longer than was acceptable and his foot flapped up and down slightly.

"Fleas bothering you again, Jake?" the girl asked.

"Listen, Cassie," he growled, leaning closer to her. "If I hear one more word against Bella, me and my boys here are gunna have to sort you out."

"No," Cassie said, "you listen to me, dog-breath. Come near me one more time, and I'm gunna make sure Daddy books that long overdue vet appointment. I think all good dogs should get the snip."

Jacob's left eye twitched. "This is so not over!" he cried, flicking his hair back over his shoulder. He turned away from Cassie and gestured for the others boys to follow.

Cassie sighed and stood up, making her way in the direction of the school.

"Wait!" said Peter. Cassie turned back, her eyebrows raised in question. "We were hoping that you might help us get our brother back."

"Weren't you listening to what I said?" she asked. "You can never get you brother back from the White Witch. He's gone."

"Can you at least tell us where they've gone?"

Cassie sighed. She pointed behind Peter to a mountain with a castle upon it, looking down over New York Land. "But you can't get in. Their house is guarded by idiots like Jacob Black."

Peter nodded. "Still, we have to try."

Cassie smiled. "Good luck."

x

Lucy was hungry, which was no surprise really since she hadn't eaten in four hours, but it was incredibly annoying seeing as how they had only just left the school, which no doubt contained a cafeteria. It was as they were discussing the inconvenience of Lucy's timing that an old man suddenly jumped out of a nearby bush.

The children gasped as Peter pushed both Susan and Lucy behind him. "Who are you?" he cried. "State your purpose!"

"Never fear, my child," said he. "I am your friend."

"Oh?" said Peter suspiciously. "And what friend are you that I have never before laid eyes upon?"

The man bowed before Peter. He was an awfully peculiar looking man, with his emerald green robes, long white beard, crooked nose and crescent shaped spectacles.

"My name is Albus Dumbledore," he said softly. "I am the Headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I have come to warn you of the very serious situation that you are in."

"What situation?" Lucy asked.

"There is a prophecy," explained Dumbledore. "A prophecy that involves all four of you children."

"A prophecy?" Susan repeated, a sceptical look on her face. "And what exactly does this prophecy say?"

"It is said," Dumbledore began, "that the four of you will unite against the evil forces of this universe."

"Evil forces?" Peter asked. "Like Global Warming?"

"I'm afraid not, my child." Dumbledore shook his head and smiled mirthlessly. "Something more sinister is at hand. Something that threatens to ruin the entire balance of our world – and of yours. I am talking, my children, about the Cullens."

Susan gasped. "We've heard about them!" she cried. "The girl at the school told us about Bella. She's a witch, right?"

Dumbledore's face darkened. "No!" he said, a tone of outrage in his voice. Then he chuckled, seeing the funny side of it. "Bella Cullen a witch? Aha! No, please, stop!"

Susan, Lucy and Peter looked between each other awkwardly as Dumbledore started laughing hysterically, bending over to clutch his stomach.

"So, Dumbledore..." Lucy said after he had regained himself. "How exactly do we defeat Bella?"

"I'm afraid that you must call upon the most darkest of forces," Dumbledore said gravely. "You must find a man that goes by the name of..." Dumbledore swallowed hard. "Lord Voldemort."

The very name sent a shiver down the children's spines.

"Lord Voldemort?" Lucy whispered. "And where do we find this chap?"

Dumbledore sighed. Suddenly the children noticed that he had begun to fade from their view.

"Alas!" cried he. "I believe that it is time for my departure. Go to the school, children! Find Voldemort! Destory Bellaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The children blinked. They waited for a moment, staring at the spot that Dumbledore had just been. They weren't entirely sure whether that had just happened or not, but one thing was for sure: Bella Cullen had to be destroyed.

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