Disclaimer: They characters still don't belong to me.

A/N: I fought with myself for hours over who betrayed them. I was tempted to go with Mundungus Fletcher but that seemed like it was taking the easy way out but rest assured, many surprises are coming your way regarding this betrayal.

Also, I just realized I made Harry and Bella's ages a little conflicting. Just to clarify, Harry and Bella are both fifteen in the magical world. However, Bella is sixteen in the muggle world. Dumbledore changed her age and birthday when he gave her to the Swan's as a precaution.

Chapter 4: Secrets

"We've been betrayed. Voldemort knows you're alive."

Bella grabbed Harry's hand and the room exploded in a bright white light.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT?" Ron shouted as Bella let go of Harry's hand and the white light receded.

"Sorry," Bella mumbled. "I forgot which hand I was using." Her voice came out ragged and she swayed on her feet. Edward rushed to catch her before she collapsed.

"Dumbledore!" Harry growled. "What were you thinking? You had to have known that would happen if you just sprang something like that on us? The last time someone betrayed us our parents were killed!" He was almost yelling now.

"Harry," Bella chastised weakly.

"No Bella! He was there when we first met. He saw what happened then. We've worked hard to keep it in check. Surprising something on us like that... It could've been The Isle of Drear all over again."

"But it wasn't, Harry." Dumbledore said reverently. "I have complete confidence in both you and Isabella."

Sirius was on his feet now, rounding on Dumbledore. "Explain to me what is happening with my god children and why the hell I wasn't aware of it. Now."

Bella saw the look on Sirius' face. It was panic. With Edward's help she got to her feet and placed a hand on his shoulder.

She looked into his eyes, silently asking him to calm down. She knew it would work. It always did. He huffed and retook his seat, still silently seething.

"Bella!" Harry gasped.

"What? I didn't force him. I asked." She responded. The air in the grew heavy with confusion. "Jasper, a little help?"

"Bells, I'm probably more confused than anyone. I'm not sure I can help." He sent a small wave of calm out over the crowd and shrugged. "That's as much as I can do right now. It'll be better if you just explain."

"Thanks Jazz." She said, offering a small smile in return. She knew he was right.

"Harry," Bella began. "I don't have to command it anymore. I can ask. It doesn't always work that way, but it's better than taking away someone's will."

"What are you two talking about?" Sirius grumbled.

Harry ignored him and crossed the distance to Bella instantly. His eyes full of a new found sense of pride for his twin. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I've only been practicing little things. Sirius' love for us was bigger than his anger at Dumbledore. That's why it worked."

"You all need to start explaining." Moody menacing voice spoke for the first time.

Harry and Bella looked at Dumbledore, obviously wondering which was more important, the explanation of their secret powers or the betrayal.

Reading their expression, Dumbledore answered. "Perhaps, you should explain first. I assure you I have everything else under control."

The Potter twins sighed. Bella shrugged, glancing at Harry. "Begin at the beginning?"

"Right." Harry said. "Something else happened when Voldemort tried to curse us. Obviously it didn't kills us, but it did make us something..."

"More." Dumbledore offered.

"Different," Bella clarified.

"What do you mean 'different'?" Mrs. Weasley asked, her voice full of the concern only a mother would know.

"Simply put, Harry and Bella can do more than an ordinary witch or wizard. Separately, they would be a formidable opponent. Together, they have the power to be unstoppable."

"I don't know about that, Professor." Harry pouted. "Bella got all the power. All I can do is speak Parseltongue and know what Voldemort is feeling."

"WHAT?" Sirius and Remus screeched.

"That's not entirely true, Harry and you know it. Name another fifth year that has mastered wandless magic and non verbal spells." Harry opened his mouth to answer Dumbledore when he was cut off. "And do not say Bella. Her power lies in her wand hand. Yours lies in your mind."

"He's right Harry. Most of the time, I do need my wand. You don't see yourself clearly." Edward scoffed at his words coming from Bella's mouth.

Harry and Bella both blushed at Dumbledore's praise and there was a collective gasp from the Weasley kids. Hermione looked puzzled.

"I don't understand. If you guys don't need wands or words, why do you use them. And what did Bella mean by she asked him?"

Harry shot a pointed look at Dumbledore. "We weren't allowed to tell anyone. And Bella can do just about anything."

Bella punched Harry in the shoulder. "It has something to do with where the curse hit us. Like Dumbledore said my power lies in my hand." Bella held out her wand arm, the lightning scar just above her wrist almost shining. "By touching someone, or in some cases some thing, I can influence what they do."

"Like the Imperius Curse?" Mr. Weasley asked. He tried to sound curious and calm but Bella could hear the fear in his voice.

She could only nod and look down at her feet.

"What did you do to me then?" Sirius asked. Bella was surprised by his tone. It surprisingly was soft and gentle.

Bella looked at the ground. "I asked you to calm down. I saw the panic in your face and I didn't want you to yell anymore." Tears filled her eyes as she turned to face her god father. "You're all going to be afraid to touch me now."

Silence rang through the room for more beats then Bella cared to count. "They all think I'm a monster. Maybe I should go Harry."

"Don't you even think about it Bella." Edward warned. Bella turned to see all seven vampires in front of her, their arms crossed defiantly.

"If you run Bells, we'll just find you." Emmett smirked.

"But you can't hear my thoughts. How-"

"Because we know you Bella. You proved how selfless you were with James when you put your concern for this family above your own safety." Carlisle stated.

"And because we love you." Esme beamed.

"And because your a pain in the ass." Rosalie joked, bringing a small smile to Bella's face.

"Bella," said Ginny ducking under Emmett's arm, Harry, Ron and Hermione following close behind her. "You and Harry are family. To every person in this room." She reached out and grabbed Bella's hand. "And you would never hurt your family." Ginny said this as a fact with no room to argue. She looked to the faces of her friends, who had now taken up stances with the Cullens.

Bella wondered if Ginny knew just how much that small gesture meant to her. She was about to tell her when Fred and George yelled "GROUP HUG!" and dove for her, all of them crashing to the ground. Bella was never more grateful for her friends, then in that moment. She still couldn't help that feeling in the bottom of her stomach that the adults would never be so accepting.

"All right all of you,move out of the way. I need a word with my god daughter."

Bella looked up to see Sirius large hand offering to help her off the ground. She thought about it and held up her left hand. Sirius just shook his head and waited. She let her left hand fall and held up her right one, grinning widely.

He pulled to her feet quickly and sat her down next to him. "Bella, when you did what you did, asking me to calm down or influencing me, whatever, did you do it out of malice? Did you wish me harm?"

"No! Sirius how could you even think that?"

"I don't. That's my point. I saw your face when you told me what you did. You really believed that you were some kind of monster. And Bella, the day you start thinking of yourself as anything other than my beautiful god daughter, is the day I have failed your parents." He brushed the tears from her face and pulled her into a hug.

"I'm just glad she's on our side," Tonks joked with a wink.

Kingsley still eyed her suspiciously, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked concerned but loving. But it was the way Moody watched her that made her feel slightly uncomfortable, as if she was full of possibilities... As if she was a weapon.

"It isn't natural, Dumbledore," came Moody's protest. "You should've told us this."

Dumbledore glared at him and for just a moment Harry thought he could see Moody flinch.

"Like we had any control over what that evil son of a bitch did to us?" Harry was shouting again. "And I hardly see how what Bella and I can or can't do is any of your business, Professor. You may be Order, but you are not our father."

"Harry," Moody replied gruffly. "I didn't mean to it like that. But, if there any advantages we have, we should use them."

"Use my sister, you mean." Harry spat.

"Enough, Harry." Dumbledore stated with finality that only Dumbledore seemed to command. Bella again had the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Did no one trust them, not even Dumbledore? They could handle it. They'd handle much worse. Harry especially. And yet, Dumbledore always seemed to skirt the truth when it came to them.

Bella resolved to get all their answers.

Hermione left the room and returned with a large stack of books, opening the first one who's title Bella could make out was "Unintended Side Effects of Curses."

Dumbledore smiled at her. "You won't find anything in there, Hermione. No one but Harry and Bella has ever survived Avada Kedarva."

She huffed and scowled, finally closing her book. Hermione had always been the brain of the bunch. She was much more in her element, if she could use knowledge and she hated feeling powerless.

Speechless and tongue-tied, the mood in the room once again feel into blackness.

It was the Weasley twins broke the silence.

"Still got a couple of questions for you two," said George.

"Like what was that light?" Fred asked.

"And what happened on the Isle of Drear?" George again.

"And what is the Isle of Drear?" Fred.

"And what did Bella mean when she can control some things?" George.

"And what does Rosalie look like in a bikini?" Fred said, smiling. Wagging his eyebrows at Emmett.

Rosalie smirked at the boys while Emmett's laugh boomed throughout the house. "I like these kids Bella. Bring them around more often." Bella saw him face his most menacing smile at the boys. "But watch it. That is my wife you are taking about."

Fred and George looked faint. But Bella just chuckled. "Don't worry guys, he's really just a big teddy bear."

This didn't seem to placate them fully but they grinned, half amused, half scared at the muscular vampire.

Edward leaned over to whisper in Bella's ear. "Please answer their first questions. The mental images going through their heads are making me ill."

Bella giggled. Despite her current worries, it was nice to see her two families slipping into a familiar pattern.

"Professor Dumbledore took Harry and I to the Isle of Drear. It's where we first met."

"Honestly, does nobody read in this house?" Hermione huffed indignantly.

"Nope. Just you." Replied Ron dryly.

Hermione ignored him and looked to Dumbledore. "It's a small island north of Scotland. It's where the quintapeds live, the only place they live. Professor why would you take them to such a dangerous place? The quintapeds are carnivores! The eat humans! That's part of the reason the island is unplottable."

"Very good Hermione. But I assure you, I was in full control of the quintaped situation."

"Has she memorized every book ever written?" Bella asked Harry silently.

"Probably." He replied, to which they both started laughing earning a death glare from Hermione.

"Anyhow," Harry continued. "Dumbledore apparated me there, safely away from all the nasty quintapeds, of course. And a few seconds later, Bella arrived by portkey. I remember seeing her for the first time, she looks so much like mum. We ran to each other and when we hugged it happened.

"It was like being trapped in a nightmare you can't escape. Except this was a memory. Our last shared memory. The pain was unreal. Before we knew what was happening a black light shot up and leveled half the forest. We didn't know what to do. We were both so new to the magical world and even Professor Dumbledore looked shocked."

"You see," said Bella. "When we touch, or at least, if I touch Harry with my wand arm, the power acts on it's own. At first we thought we'd never be able to touch." Bella looked to Harry, who smiled sadly, lost in his own memory.

"But Professor Dumbledore insisted that we learn to control it. He brought us to that same spot for weeks, until we could touch each other without the memory coming back."

"That's why Harry got so mad! If it's the memory that can trigger a forest of destruction... Holy shit, they could've killed us all!" Emmett exclaimed as Rosalie smacked the back of his head.

"Hate to break it to you mate," said Fred as he leaned closer and lowered his voice. "You're kinda already dead."

"Bella, you by far the coolest sister I have. Sorry Alice." Emmett said as Alice smiled and shrugged and replied, "She's my favorite too."

Count on Emmett to always be able to break the tension.

"What about the things you can influence, Bella?" Asked Carlisle eagerly.

Bella smiled. This part of her power made her happy. She scanned the room briefly and found exactly what she was looking for. She picked up a vase full of half-wilting flowers and sat down in the middle of the room. Closing her eyes to concentrate, she thought, "Please don't die little flowers. I would miss your beauty. Please bloom for me once more."

When she heard several people gasp, she knew that it had worked. She opened her eyes. The flowers, now in full bloom were breathtaking. "Thank you," she thought and returned the vase to it's rightful place.

"I fixed the trees on the Isle of Drear after I learned to do that." Bella stated proudly.

"Not even I knew that, Isabella. Splendid!" Dumbledore remarked.

"The quintapeds were quite happy." Harry smirked.

A loud crash in the foyer brought them out of their laughter.

"Oh Mistress. How ashamed you would be. First the mudblood and blood traitors and now werewolves and blood drinkers. Kreacher is sorry mistress. Nasty son, filling my mistress' home with their kind..."

"KREACHER!" Sirius shouted at house-elf. "What are you doing sneaking around? Go clean something for once in your miserable existence."

"Harry can you really feel what Voldemort feels?" Remus questioned, thankfully before Hermione could launch into an hour long speech about the horrid treatment of house elves. "As in you can tell me what he is feeling right now?"

"Yeah. Rage. Extreme rage. I didn't know why until Dumbledore told us. He's pissed that Bella is alive. He doesn't fully know what it means, but he's pissed."

The house grew grim and quiet.

"Speaking of which," Kingsley began, the Auror suddenly all business. "Do you know who betrayed us Dumbledore?"

"Unfortunately, I do. But I would like to give him a chance to explain his side of the story."

"WHAT?" Chimed Bella and Harry together.

"I know how you feel about this," Dumbledore began. "But, unlike the Deatheaters, we do not dole out punishments without proper justifications. And I will know the whole story. Besides, I only know bits and pieces."

Sirius sat thoughtfully for a moment. "Dumbledore, is Snape your only confirmation,because you already know my opinions on that matter."

"Sadly, my dear Sirius. He is not."

"But then," began Mrs. Weasley. "It would have to be one of us. We are the only ones who know."

She collapsed into a fit a sobs as if she had failed, her husband by her side whispering calming things to low for the humans to hear.

"I'm afraid, my friends, that this may go much deeper than a single betrayal. But I promise, we will have our answers."

"Do I need the Veritaserum, or do you intend to be truthful with us?" Dumbledore whirled to the shadows, raising his wand. "Accio wand! Casses Infrigilis!" Bright green lights, shot forward into the darkness as a wand sailed into Dumbledore's outstretched hand.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS ALBUS!" Moody screeched from behind his impenetrable prison.

Dumbledore spoke only two words then, but they seemed to frighten Moody more than any conceivable curse.

"Docarus Meadowes." He said to him.

A/N: Casses Infrigilis is latin with a meaning close to unbreakable trap.

I realize that it seems that I made Harry and Bella TOO powerful. I do promise that there is a point, plan and purpose to this and it has nothing to do with Voldemort.

I also know that the Cullens have many more questions. I haven't forgot about them. Bella will answer ALL their questions very soon.

Reviews are appreciated, but I'd much rather you read one of the brilliant stories on my favorite page. But reviews still make my day. Perhaps you can do both =)