Disclaimer: Meyers and Rowling are some sort of writing demigods. But my Bella could probably make them forget that they own it.

A/N: I apparently like to start each chapter with someone shouting. I don't know why that is, it just happens. This chapter is an exception.

To Whatever( ): "Crap spelling" could be a more in depth review. I absolutely love construction criticism, so if you care enough to continue reading then I would ask for a bit more details. If you were referring to my misspelling of "Dorcas" then I am sorry. If it's something else, please tell me and I shall either yell at the creators of Word or reprimand myself. Not that it's any excuse but I'm not feeling well and my head is a little fuzzy.

Chapter 5: Betrayal?

"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.

"Who or what is Dorcas Meadowes?" asked Esme, clearly confused and holding Bella as if she alone could protect her.

Harry was racking his brain as well, he was sure the name sounded familiar.

"My near dear lady, Ms. Meadowes was indeed a witch. A very powerful witch. One who the Order thought to be dead and buried." Dumbledore said softly and then added.

Moody laughed.

"Silencio," Bella near-shouted, remembering at the last minute that she need to control her emotions. Dumbledore put an arm on her shoulder and led her to the couch.

"I take it these are your friends, Isabella?" Dumbledore asked, ignoring Moody and indicated the Cullens.

"Yes, Professor. This is-" She began.

"I already know them and their gifts." He said the last word the way Mr. Weasley sometimes talked about his muggle contraptions. "I am very pleased to know that Bella is in capable hands. When she's not being stubborn, that is."

The seven Cullens chuckled and nodded, having a conversation to low for human ears but from the deep rumbling in Edward's chest, Bella new they were laughing at her, a slow blush rising to her cheeks.

"Where's Harry?" Bella asked, noticing the sudden disappearing of her brother.

"I expect he remembered the name and is rooting around upstairs to find it." Waved off Dumbledore.

As if on cue, Harry's voice and a cornucopia of noises could be heard.

"I remembered!" Exclaimed Harry, running down the stairs brandishing a photo. "That is Dorcas Meadowes!"

He revealed a picture to Bella whichh she could only assume was the first Order. He pointed to a witch standing next to Moody who she presumed was Meadowes, but Bella stare remained transfixed on her parents.

"That proves very little, Potter. Just an old picture." For the first time anybody could remember, Moody spoke as if he hadn't a care in the world.

The Cullens hissed. Nobody messed with one of there own.

"You told me she was a very powerful witch! You told me how Voldemort killed her himself!" Harry shouted to Moody as he made his move to lunge at the wizard.

"She was very powerful Harry. But apparently not as dead as we all believed." Dumbledore spoke, keeping Harry from his intended target with a look that clearly said something about needing the truth, although Harry, blinded by betrayal ignored it and continued to try to move.

"I would hate to have to freeze you, dear boy, but I will if I must."

Harry stilled under Dumbledore's embrace.

"Umm, excuse me, but what does this have to do with me being dead... Or not dead?" Spoke Bella's small voice

With the exception of Moody, the adults looks murderous. Bella began pacing the room, hands curled into tight fists mumbling to herself. After a few moments she turned to face Moody. It took a lot to scare a vampire but then again, they'd never seen Bella like this. She looked dangerous.

"HOW COULD YOU? YOU WERE ONE OF MY TEACHERS! ONE OF THE ORDER! I TRUSTED YOU!" She shouted and cried, dropping to floor, not wanting to believe any of it.

Edward held her as her tears flowed freely not wanting to give her up, but knowing it was her brother she needed. He nodded Harry over as Bella sobbed into his chest.

She had so many questions. What did this mean for her? For Harry? Was the Fidelius Charm broken? She was sinking. So much depended on Voldemort not knowing. There were so many questions and all she could coherently think was, "Not again."

Harry broke free from Dumbledore rushed to Bella's side.

"Bella, look at me. Do you remember the promise we made?

She nodded.

"You and I are in this together. Not matter what. And as far as I can tell, most of the people in this room would stand with us. Please don't leave us Bella. Please don't leave me."

"I'm not going anywhere Harry, I promise. It's you and me against the world, right? But what does this all mean, Harry? I just don't understand. Why us?"

"I don't know, but I suspect Dumbledore does. Dry your eyes, little sister. We have an interrogation to attend to."

Bella reluctantly opened her eyes and wiped her tears. She could be strong. She would be strong.

"How long, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked.

Moody said nothing. Instead he just laughed, not a menacing laugh but a joyful one, a sound not many had heard before. "You and I both know you can't keep me in this cell, Dumbledore, just as we both know that Veritaserum won't work."

"While I have no doubt you could break the bonds, Alastor, and I did mention Veritaserum... Well, let's just say I have many more tricks up my proverbial sleeve."

Bella couldn't be sure he was talking about her but she was sure he wouldn't make her do that.

"Isabella."

Please don't ask me to do this.

Dumbledore continued, "Knowing that Alastor is quite good at Occlumency, I would ask to borrow your Jasper?"

Bella almost giggled at her relief. "He isn't my Jasper, sir, more like a surrogate brother. And ask him Professor," said Bella and then added. "But I really don't want to bring them into this? Isn't there another way?"

Jasper looked stunned and Alice beamed.

"I know, dear one, but he is willing to protect you as are the others. Jasper, I would be honored if you could help me out for a moment."

"It's okay Jazz, he's right you know, you can help." Alice said, leading him over to Dumbledore.

Jasper nodded his head and followed his wife. Nobody messed with his family.

"Now," began Dumbledore. "Do you know what Jasper's abilities are Alastor?"

Moody just grunted a response.

"Excellent!" Dumbledore smiled. "Now let's try this again. Dorcas Meadowes."

Moody just sat there, his face unreadable.

"He loves her. But I also feel hope. And guilt." He whispered to Dumbledore.

"Ah, I see. Unrequited love, is it? Trying to earn her affections?"

It was Moody's turn to roar. "What is he?" Moody spat.

"Like I would tell you!" Bella said, resisting the urge to stick her tongue out at him like a five year old.

"She loves me Dumbledore! She wouldn't hurt me. I see the way you all look at me, like I'm freak. Dorcas never did that!"

"Yes Alastor, I'm sure she has her charms. And she was one of us. But not anymore. I want the whole story. Now."

"Mr. Dumbledore, sir," interrupted Carlisle. "I may be able to help with that. If you can give us a bit time and don't mind a couple extra vampires..."

"Carlisle, you may address me as Albus and I would appreciate your help. What do you need?"

"There is a tribe in Ireland, with a vampire named Maggie who has the ability to know when she is being lied to. Would you allow me to bring them here? It shouldn't take more than a couple of days. Although I do have to warn you that their eating habits are quite like ours."

"Do not worry. That shouldn't be a problem. The cell will hold for for quite some time. And we'll apparate, just in case."

***

Carlisle and Dumbledore left immediately.

"I would like you to picture Maggie as clearly as you can." Dumbledore said, placing his arm around Carlisle's shoulder.

Carlisle shut his eyes and brought forth the image of the Irish coven. He saw Siobahn, the leader and her fair-haired mate, Liam, he saw Maggie, her curls bouncing in the wind. And then he felt the strange pushing that seemed to be coming from all directions at once.

"Carlisle!" A familiar voice called. He willed himself to open his eyes. Ireland, he breathed. "It's been ages, old friend. Where is your family and who is this human?" Siobahn spoke, indicating Dumbledore.

"My darling Siobahn! It's wonderful to see you again, although I wish the circumstances could be more fortuitous. This is my friend, Albus Dumbledore. A wizard."

Siobahn's eyes widened. "You mean they actually exist?"

Liam and Maggie had joined them and they spoke at with vampire speed and sound. Dumbledore appeared quite amused.

"And what trouble has brought you here, interrupting our hunt?" She asked, her black eyes trained on Dumbledore.

"I assure you, dear lady, I would make a lousy snack" Dumbledore said. "But I have brought a little something to help ease your thirst."

From one of his many pockets, Dumbledore fished out four bottles, filled with red liquid. He handed them to Carlisle with a look that said this was a man you could trust.

Carlisle passed the bottles out, uncorking his. He could smell the blood, but knew it was not human. This is for Bella he reminded himself as he drained the liquid.

"It's not poison, Siobahn. Drink, it will make this conversation easier." Carlisle told the leader.

"He's telling the truth," said Maggie as she drained the contents of her vial, the other two following suit. "I've never tasted anything like this, Carlisle. What it is?"

"Dragon," replied Dumbledore indifferently.

"Dragon," repeated the four incredulously.

"It seems we have quite a bit of explaining to do and a very short time to do it." Reminded Dumbledore.

***

"TEA!" Always the mother, Mrs. Weasley produced a full pot of tea complete with cups and milk and sugar. "Oh!" she said with a flick of her wand, "Butterbeer for the youngsters. Drink up, I have a feeling it's going to be a long night. And eat too, we need to eat to hear whatever..."

Nobody missed the death glare she shot at Moody.

"How hungry are you Bella?" she asked.

"Well we left right after breakfast-" To her embarrassment, her traitorous stomach growled and she blushed a deep red.

Mrs. Weasley was having none of that, with another flick of her wand the dining table was now full of food. Ron, Fred and George dove in first, eating as if it were there last meal. Ginny, Hermione and Bella giggled before joining them. It was clear the adults would only get leftovers.

After having their fill of food, the adults each grabbed a cup, filling it to the the brim and sat around the living room.

Bella grabbed a butterbeer and groaned at the taste. It had been far too long.

"Oh! You guys must be thirsty too!" Mrs. Weasley said, eying the Cullens. "Fred go to the kitchen and get the dragons blood... And some cups while your at it."

"Can't you just use a summoning charm,mum" asked Fred decidedly full and not wanting to move from his space on the couch. "I mean, why do I have to get up?"

"FRED WEASLEY, you can either do what I ask or spend the rest of your time upstairs." Mrs. Weasley rarely joked.

The look Mrs. Weasley gave Fred could kill.

"What does dragon's blood do Bella? You said it had magical properties." Emmett asked, ever the curious one,

"It has many uses but to be quite honest, I'm not quite sure what it will do to vampires."

"Bring in on Bells!"

"Always the adventurous one, Em." Bella chuckled.

Fred appeared holding a dark red bottle and six cups in front of the vampires, who eyed them warily. All except Emmett, who gulped the drink like an alcoholic on a binge.

"Emmett." Rosalie gasped."You... You look almost human. How is this possible?"

"Dragon blood has twelve different uses. I don't know them all. How do you feel, Emmett?" Bella asked tentatively.

"I'm not thirsty," said Emmett. "Do I really look human Rose?"

"Your eyes are so blue. I remember why I saved you-"

Emmett cut her off with a passionate kiss. "I love you to Rosie. Forever."

"There may be other complications," said Harry. "We just don't know."

The others drank, amazed by their original eye color and lack of thirst.

"How come you didn't tell us about dragon blood before Bella?" Asked Edward, clearly hurt that she chose to keep her life as a witch a secret.

"Edward, I couldn't. My life depended on it." She knelt down in front of him taking his hands in hers, hanging her head in shame. "I wanted to tell you so many times."

She looked up into his now green eyes and said,"The Volturi have nothing on Voldemort,"

"What's a Volturi? Asked Harry

"In the most basic terms they are our government," Alice began.

"Ass-"

"Kind of like your Ministry. Except their ways are..." She let her sentence trail off. We all could guess

"Fu-"

"Language Emmett! They may be cruel but they keep our species in check." Esme added.

"Sorry mom."

"They make sure we remain unexposed, take care of anyone who breaks the rules." Jasper concluded.

"Vampires have rules?" asked Hermione

"Not many," Jasper began interrupted by the appearance of Dumbledore and the Irish coven.

Moody straightened up. "Well, I see the interrogation squad has arrived."

A/N: I know the Irish coven doesn't make an appearance until Breaking Dawn, but once again this is my story =P Review please.