Disclaimer: Rowling and Meyers still own the characters. That is until I find the elusive flux capacitor and travel back in time =P

A/N: Two days early and double the word count of last chapter. More of the quote game, a good memory, and a surprise. Not much fun, but a necessary set up to the mischief to come. Enjoy.

Chapter 9: Memories and Surprises

Bella laid her hand on Dorcas' shoulder, a silent communication taking place for several minutes. Time seemed to freeze as everyone was too shocked to move. She stepped back, weakly, Maggie at her side in an instant and bent down to look in Dorcas' still distant eyes. Bella pulled her wand from her coat and placed it on top of the Dark Mark.

"Bella, what do you think you are doing?" Mrs. Weasley asked, panic evident in every syllable.

Saying the spell silently, she removed her wand from the witch's skin and glanced up at her once again.

"Welcome to life as a double agent, Dorcas Meadowes." Bella said with a smirk.

Harry was at Bella's side just before she collapsed into Jasper's arms.

"What have you done Isabella?" Dumbledore asked with a twinge of sadness

"Not now Professor," warned Harry as he examined his sister.

"I did what needed to be done. Jasper you can give her back her wand, she isn't dangerous to us now. I promise to explain later."

"Bella!"

"Harry?" Bella called up to him, her eyes beginning to close. "Take me home, Harry."

Jasper scooped her up into his arms as Harry held unto both of them. "We'll see you back at headquarters."

Bella felt the familiar magic as the world went black.

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Harry, Bella and Jasper apparated into the living room of Grimmauld Place, quickly followed by the others.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO BELLA" screamed Edward, as he sent an accusatory glance at Jasper who was still cradling her semi-unconscious form.

Harry just shook his head sadly. "She did to much."

Bella was only partially aware of the conversations taking place. She vaguely heard the Irish Coven saying their goodbyes and she wished she could open her eyes to thank them. She wanted to reassure Edward and Harry that she was going to be okay. She wanted to let the others know what she had done. But the blackness threatened to envelope her.

"Maggie," she heard Jasper call. "Bella wants to thank you all for your help."

Every person raised their eyebrows at him.

"You can feel her?" Edward asked incredulously.

"She's not fully unconscious yet. She was upset that she wouldn't be awake to thank the Irish Coven. She wants Edward and Harry to know that she's okay and she's worried about what you all will think of her when she explains what she did."

"She needs to lie down." Dumbledore stated. "I believe, as Harry said, she did too much. Jasper, if you wouldn't mind..."

"Up the stairs, third door on the left," said Mrs. Weasley. "She can rest there."

Jasper carried her to the room, Harry and Edward following close behind. He slowly lowered her on to the bed, covering her with the blankets. "Come back to us soon, Bells. We all love you." Jasper whispered as he placed a chaste kiss on her forehead.

Glancing back at Harry and Edward, who had each taken up station near Bella, holding her hands, he left and made his way back downstairs.

"How strange," Bella thought. "Jasper has always kept his distance from me."

"Can you hear anything from her Harry? Maybe you guys can still talk?"

"I can try, mate."

"Isabella, can you hear me?"

"Harry? Harry, it's so dark here." Bella responded.

The seconds ticked by slowly. Edward could see the strain in Harry's face.

"I can't hear her at all. It's like she's blocking me. There's just darkness."

"What?!? Harry, I'm here. Harry..."

Bella didn't know how long she had been floating there. The darkness that seemed to engulf her showed her many things, some kind, some not-so-kind. She drifted in and out of reality, never really knowing which was which. Sometimes, she could catch glimpses of conversations before the darkness pulled her back.

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep and miles to g..."

"Robert Frost." Harry whispered.

"Did she just talk?"

"Surely you've heard her sleep talking before Edward."

"Well, yes. But she doesn't usually quote poems."

"Hmm. She must be remembering our game. I think she wants to wake up."

"Game?" Edward inquired.

"We try to guess the person who said the quote. Both Bella and I have a love for muggle books." Harry lowered his voice. "Don't tell Hermione. She's under the impression that we don't read."

Edward chuckled and agreed.

"You need to hunt, Edward. Dragon blood can only sustain you for a bit. I won't leave her side and I'll call you if there is any change." Harry said. "Talk to Tonks, she can take you all to the forest."

Bella felt his icy fingers release her. She instantly missed his hands. Her mind flooded with visions again. Edward's dark angry eyes the day they met. Edwards honey eyes in the meadow as he held her. Their first kiss. Happiness. Happiness. Darkness.

"Professor, when is she going to wake up?"

"I can't be positive. Carlisle is a muggle doctor. He looked her over. He said physically she is just fine, her mind is trying to protect itself. I'm afraid if she doesn't wake up soon, we may have to take her to St. Mungo's?

"St. Mungo's? No. No. No. I can't go there. Tell him Harry. It will ruin everything."

"Dumbledore, if we take her there, it will expose her to the ministry. We can't do that. She'd hate that!"

"I know, dear boy. But I feel I must prepare you for it, not even Alice can see when she will wake up."

Harry hung his head dejectedly. "I know Professor."

He sounded so sad. Bella wanted to help him. But the darkness pulled her under again.

"Harry, you need to eat too. You sent Edward to hunt, don't you think you should follow your own advice. You haven't left her side since your trial."

Trial? Bella tried to remember. Dememtors. Little Whinging. Patronus Charm.

"I won't leave her again Sirius."

"I know, son. Even sleeping she still looks like a princess." Bella could hear the smile behind his words.

"I'll have Molly bring you up a sandwich."

"Thanks, Sirius. For everything."

Bella tried to will her eyes open. Tried to move to comfort her brother. But the visions came much quicker this time. Their home in Godric's hollow. Her father shouting at her mum to get the kids out. Her mother begging for the life of her children. The flash of green. Bella begged for the darkness. She didn't want to see this again.

And then a new vision came. One she had never seen. She felt herself reach over to grab her brother as he gasped.

They were all there. James, Lily, Remus, Sirius and Peter. They sat happily as they stared at the two infants on the floor.

"Isabella, princess," her father called. "Harry is technically older. He came first, so he get's to go first."

Bella pouted, her eyes brimming with tears. Harry always got to go first. She wanted to go first.

Harry began to tear open the wrapping paper when he caught his sister's expression. He threw his package to the side and ran to her, wiping her tears with his tiny fingers. Hands on his hips,he turned to his father, glaring.

The adults burst out laughing.

"Honestly, James," said Sirius with a deep chuckle. "Those two are as thick as thieves. Did you expect anything less?"

"You know Sirius, I think they would've been born at the same time if they could've managed it." Remus said, smiling brightly at the twins.

"Harry and Bella," mum called into between her own laughter. "Why don't you two open your presents at the same time?"

Bella looked to Harry who smiled widely. He ran off to get his discarded package and sat down next to his sister.

"Okay, you two. Ready?" Dad asked. The twins smiled. "All right. One. Two. Three."

With ferocity, the Harry and Bella tore open their gifts. Bella pulled the lid open and gasped, running over to her Remus and jumping in his lap.

She hugged her new teddy bear tightly to her chest as he tussled her hair and she planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Harry opened the lid on his first box and pulled out a fanged frisbee which snarled loudly and scared Bella until Harry put it back in the box.

"Remus Lupin, what on earth would make you buy something like that for a one year old?" Lily chided.

Peter, Sirius and James all snickered as Remus mumbled a "Sorry," to her.

Peter's gifts were next and when they twins opened the boxes they found more Honeydukes treats then they had ever seen in there life.

Lily groaned loudly mumbling about sugar highs as James patted Peter on the back. "You know, old friend, you are babysitting quite a bit more from now on."

Sirius bought Harry a toy broomstick which he rode around the yard happily and Bella a toy wand that only served to frustrate her because all it would do is produce different color sparks.

"Come here you two," called James. "Your mother and I have a very special gift for you."

Bella ran and Lily pulled her into her arms. She reached behind her neck and unfastened a necklace, placing it on her young daughter. Bella sat captivated by the colors that it gave off.

James unbuttoned a cuff from his wrist and placed it on Harry, it magically shrunk to fit his tiny wrist.

"These," said James motioning to the the necklace and cuff on his children, "are the Potter family crests. Wear them and you will always know which path is true."

"And that we love you with all our hearts," Lily added.

"Oh!" James near shouted. "It seems we have just one more gift for you."

Harry and Bella lit up with excitement as their parents passed them identical boxes.

"Gotones!!!!" The twins yelled, as the adults laughed at their inability to say gobstones. Harry and Bella loved this game, although they had already lost two sets and had made up new rules which usually involved trying to hit each other with the small stones.

With the gifts distributed, Lily pulled her wand to light the candles on the cake. The adults broke into a rousing chorus of Happy Birthday and everyone laughed and smiled and this little piece of life was perfect.

Bella opened her eyes and looked at her brother, tears streaming down both their faces.

"That may be the greatest gift anyone has ever given me, Isabella." He said with sincerity.

Bella looked down at their hands, suddenly fearful. But this time their were no bright lights. No destruction. "We sparkle," she said weakly.

Without warning, seven vampires, three witches and eight wizards burst through the door, causing Harry to jump.

"They do sparkle," Alice's voice tinkled through the air. "Kind of like us in the sun."

Edward rushed to Bella's side. "You gave us quite a scare, Bella. Are you okay?"

Sirius pushed his way through the crowd, grumbling about Edward stealing his lines. "How are you feeling princess?"

"How long have I been out?" Bella asked.

"Five days," said Carlisle as he came to her side to examine her.

Bella shot up, too quickly and sank back down with dizziness. "I think I need some food."

"I think we need some explanations, Isabella." Moody said gruffly.

"Oh, please Alastor. Give the girl some time to eat and get her senses in order." Mrs. Weasley commanded. "I'll be right back with a tray dear."

"Professor?" Harry asked, turning to face Dumbledore. "What happened to our Potter crests?"

Bella watched as Remus and Sirius stiffened. "How?" Was all Sirius could ask.

"While I was out, I think my mind needed to sort itself. I took a lot of Dorcas' knowledge when I touched her. Slowly, my own memories started to return to me. When the last one started, I guess I grabbed Harry's hand. It was our first birthday party."

"I suppose you saw that rat Peter then too?" Stated Sirius, his voice leaking disdain.

"And you and Remus. Mum and Dad. I bet I loved that toy broomstick, Sirius."

"Even then, your father was convinced you would end up being a great Quidditch player. Your mother wrote to me once about it. Apparently you had broken a vase that her sister had sent and terrorized the cat."

"Aunt Petunia's vase probably deserved it." Harry said seriously.

The room broke out into laughter, as if nobody had laughed in days. Bella supposed they hadn't.

"But what about the crests?" Bella asked, bringing the subject back around.

"We don't know Bella. We assume they were destroyed along with everything else."

"Oh." Harry and Bella echoed. They would've given anything to have even a small piece of their parents.

Mrs. Weasley returned with a full tray of food, setting on the bedside table near Bella. "All right, let's give her some peace. Bella can join us downstairs when she is ready. Everybody out!"

The room groaned collectively and shuffled out. All but Edward and Harry. Mrs. Weasley gave them a stern look before giving up and shutting the door behind her.

"This looks delicious!" Bella exclaimed as she dug into the four course spread Mrs. Weasley had prepared for her. "Harry, what happened at your trial?" She asked, her mouth full of food.

"Not guilty. Although I think Fudge was ready to throw me into Azkaban anyway." He paused. "How did you know about my trial?"

"I caught bits and pieces of things while I was unconscious. Sirius said it was the only time you left my side."

"Ya, well, I practically had to force Edward to hunt to get him out here. Everybody else stopped by every so often, hoping for a change."

Bella turned to face Edward. "Thank you for taking care of me, my love."

"Don't thank me quite yet," a very amused Edward smirked. "Alice apparently got a hold of you while I was gone." He gave a pointed to look to Bella who suddenly realized what she was wearing.

"Alice," she moaned.

"Learn to love it little sis," came the evil pixie's voice from downstairs.

Bella finished her meal rather quickly and rolled back into bed, pulling the sheets above her head. "I don't want to go down there."

"Come on sis. Remember what you said, nobody expects the spanish inquisition."

"Monty Python!" Emmett's voice boomed through the house.

"I doubt they had to live in a house full of wizards." Bella pouted. "And please tell me you didn't tell Emmett how to play the game?"

"Couldn't help it baby girl. You were sleep talking."

"Come on, Bella. Let's get this over with. You'll be a hero when they hear what you did."

"Better a live liar, then a dead hero." Mumbled Bella

"I don't think I know that one." Said Harry thoughtfully.

"It's what Tessie Greenglass's told her daughter, Ethel Rosenburg." Edward answered, picking Bella up, tossing her over his shoulder. "Time to face the firing squad, love."

Harry chuckled while Bella continued her protests all the way down the stairs, finally coming to a stop when Edward gingerly placed her on the sofa... Directly across from the newly formed firing squad.

Bella sighed and closed her eyes. "I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter."

The firing squad looked stunned and confused. Edward rolled his eyes and Dumbledore looked amused. Carlisle chuckled. "Winston Churchill." He stated.

"You know, it's not really fair to play with vampires and their perfect memories."

"Taking an interest in muggle Prime Ministers, Bella?" Dumbledore asked. "I shall have to inform Nobby Leach. He became great friends with him, before his unfortunate death."

"It's a just a game Professor. Let's get this over with." Bella said, resigned.

"Very well, Bella. I guess our most basic question is what exactly did you do?"

"I changed Dorcas' memories. Well, some of them. She believes that her plan with Moody worked perfectly, but that I am hiding in a small province in France."

"What about the Dark Mark? Why did you touch it with your wand?" Sirius wondered.

"Do you remember how I called her a 'double agent'?" Bella asked and they nodded. "I cast a spell on the mark so that whenever she reports to Voldemort, the Order will get a report as to what was said. The spell itself is untraceable, Voldemort won't even know. Hell, Dorcas won't even know."

"Language," chided Esme and Mrs. Weasley together.

"There isn't a spell for something like that." Mr. Weasley stated.

"I made it up." Bella shrugged. "But I know it works."

"And how are we supposed to get these reports Bella? What if they are intercepted? What if You-Know-Who discovers headquarters?" Moody rattled off.

"Please! Give me some credit. The reports aren't being sent directly here. I'm not an idiot!"

"Where are they being sent Bells?" Tonks asked, her voice kind.

Bella huffed. "Professor can you take off your left shoe?"

If Dumbledore was surprised by this request, he face did not show it. He simply slid his left show off and handed it to Bella, who tapped the sole twice with her wand and smirked as a roll of parchment fell from it.

She handed the scroll to Dumbledore who began to read, his eyes wide with amazement.

"How extraordinary! This shall definitely be useful."

"Isabella, that was extremely dangerous. For you to even be there, let alone use your powers on her. What if it had gone wrong?" Remus asked.

"What if it had gone wrong?" Bella stared horrified. "Tell me Remus, how right was it going before I used my power? She was about to use the mark to call him! And even if she didn't, Voldemort was going to know her cover was blown! He would've killed her!"

By this time Bella was pacing around the room. Jasper had tried, unsuccessfully to send waves of calm to her, but she kept shrugging them off.

"You know that Voldemort can see through the Oblivate spell!" She continued, throwing her arms in the air in outrage. "Tell me Remus, what was your big plan?"

"I'm not saying you weren't helpful Bella, but you're still just a kid. It's our job to protect you. Not the other way around."

Without knowing it, Remus had gone too far. "I AM NOT HELPLESS. I've been training for years longer than most students. This is as much mine and Harry's fight as it is anyone else's!"

"Bella, honey, calm down." Tonks begged. She danced clumsily to Bella's side and put her arms around her. "You did a good job, Bells."

"Indeed." Moody admitted albeit grudgingly.

"Is there anything else you need to tell us, Bella?" Remus asked. Bella shook her head. "Most of us have work we need to do, but you were kind of out of it during your birthday so..."

"Bella, I thought your birthday was in September?" Alice asked, interrupting whatever Remus had planned.

"Part of the cover Alice. Please tell me we aren't going to make a big deal about this?"

"Not at all just a little family dinner after we all return from work and Mrs. Weasley and the kids get back from their shopping at Diagon Alley."

"Oh." Bella grimaced. She had never been able to visit any of the wizarding places.

"We do have one gift for you Bella," Sirius began hesitantly. He reached behind him and pulled out a small box, handing it to his god-daughter.

Bella opened the box slowly, to reveal a small flask, much like the one Moody carried. She flicked the top open and smelled the contents.

"I don't understand. Polyjuice potion?"

"You ready for your first trip to Diagon Alley?" Harry smiled.

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