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5. Diagon Alley

BPOV

All the Hogwarts students, including us Cullens, each received a letter from the school with the list of books and supplies we would need.

Alice danced into the room where I was standing with Edward, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George, waving her letter around dramatically. She was quickly followed by Jasper.

"Ugh!" she exclaimed. "With all these books I won't have any room left in my suitcase for my clothes! What a nightmare!"

"Oh, well, Alice," chuckled Edward, "I suppose you can't take your whole wardrobe everywhere."

Alice slipped on a heartbroken expression and I had to reassure her.

"I might have some room left in my suitcase after we've bought everything."

Her expression lit up at once. "Oh really? Thankyou, thankyou, Bella! You're the best sister I could ever have asked for!"

"Like this wasn't your plan all along!" I grinned as she hugged me.

Alice laughed. "I might have seen that you'd be able to help," she said quietly, "Oh, and by the way, things are about to get pretty hyper in here!"

"Huh?" I asked, but she just nodded toward Ron. He was staring at his letter as though in shock.

I looked up at Edward and lifted my shield. What's wrong with him?

Edward just laughed and shook his head.

Fred was reading the letter over his brother's shoulder and his mouth dropped open. "Prefect?"

George and Harry stared in disbelief.

Alice giggled. "Congratulations! I had a feeling you'd get it!"

The twins seemed to disagree. It appeared that Harry would've been their first choice for the title. After they got over their surprise, they started teasing poor Ron. Yep, they were definitely Emmett split in two.

Barely a minute later, Hermione rushed into the room with excitement. She was also a new prefect and, like the twins, found the news about Ron hard to believe.

When Mrs Weasley came into the room, muttering about the shopping to do, George was the one to break the news. Then the squealing and hugging started. Ron's face went so red that I groaned and looked away.

Jasper saved Ron from the overexcited woman by sending calming waves in her direction. She eventually calmed down enough to start offering Ron rewards. They finally settled on a broom; huh? What was that about? Ron had never seemed interested in cleaning in the couple of days I'd known him.

"I want you all downstairs and ready to go to Diagon Alley in five minutes!" said Mrs Weasley as she left the room.

"Ooh!" squealed Alice. "Wizard shopping! I can't wait! C'mon Jazz!"

She grabbed Jasper's hand and skipped out of the room. The Weasley twins left after them, disappearing with a loud crack.

Ron was staring at the open door with a funny look on his face.

"Is your sister always like that?" he asked Edward.

"Like what? The mascot for Red Bull?"

Ron didn't seem to know what Red Bull was, but Harry and Hermione laughed.

"Yep, that's Alice."

"Oh," said Ron, "well, she's rather," he tried to find the right word, "cute."

I snorted. "That's one way of putting it. Just don't let Jasper hear you say that."

Ron looked disappointed. "Are they together too?"

Edward nodded and wrapped an arm around my waist. "We all are."

He pulled me downstairs, laughing softly.

"Poor kid," I sighed.

"I have to disagree," said Edward, "You didn't hear what he was thinking about you."

"Me?" I asked.

"Yes. Although I can't really blame him. You are very beautiful, love."

I stopped halfway down the stairs to kiss him. "So are you. Is there anyone I should be worried about?"

Edward shrugged. "Hermione's thoughts were jealous when Ron complimented Alice, and Ginny has a thing for Harry. No need for worry."

"Are you sure?"

Edward chuckled. "You are absolutely adorable when you're jealous!" he said and kissed me again.

We were interrupted by a loud retching sound.

"Shut up, Emmett!" I mumbled while Edward growled.

"I would love to, dear sister, but I'm not the only one you're grossing out."

I looked up to see Emmett, Rose, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny watching us. The four humans looked rather embarrassed, but Emmett and Rose just looked annoyed. I scowled at them for interrupting us.

"You don't have to watch," I grumbled and reached up to kiss Edward again.

He kissed me back for a second before gently pushing me away. "The others are waiting for us downstairs," he told me. I reluctantly let him pull me to the living room, where Mrs Weasley and Esme were waiting by the fireplace.

"Are we travelling by Floo Powder again?" I asked.

Esme nodded, but before she could say anything, Alice bounded over to me.

"Oh, Bella, aren't you excited?" she crowed, "Wizard shopping! Isn't this going to be so much fun?"

"Yeah, fun," I agreed without enthusiasm.

"That's the spirit!" laughed Alice. She turned her attention to Hermione and Ginny. "You two have to show us everything! It can be like a girl's day out, right Rose? Nessie?"

My daughter and other sister nodded excitedly.

"What does that leave for us to do?" demanded Edward.

Alice looked thoughtful. "I'm sure we can find some use for you."

The boys all groaned at once.

"Be afraid," muttered Emmett darkly to Harry and Ron.

"That's enough talk," said Mrs Weasley, "Fred? Do you want to go first?"

She held out the pot of Floo Powder and Fred stepped into the fireplace with a handful.

"Diagon Alley!" he shouted, and disappeared. George went next, then me and Edward. I was nervous again as I stood in the fire. It went against all of my instincts to just stand there while the flames licked at my feet. Fire was, after all, a vampire's worst enemy, apart from werewolves. Then different fireplaces were flashing in front of us.

We came out in a small shop where Fred and George were already waiting for us. We were soon joined by everyone else.

"Whoo!" exclaimed Emmett, "I feel like Santa Claus!" He swept Rosalie up into his arms. "Ho! Ho! Ho! What would you like for Christmas, beautiful?"

Rosalie slapped his arm and glared at him until he put her down.

"Let's go!" said Mrs Weasley, and led us out of the shop.

The first thing I noticed were the scents. Apart from hundreds of humans, there were also strange, unfamiliar scents of creatures I didn't recognise. Looking around at the rest of my family, I saw they all wore similar expressions of wonder.

Alice jumped onto the cobbled street. "Oh, wow! This is so cool! Where do we go first?"

Mrs Weasley pointed at a huge building at the end of the street. "Gringott's Bank."

"Carlisle has an account there for all the wizard money he has collected over the years," Esme told her family.

Alice was already dancing down the road and we hurried to follow her.

Since there were so many of us, Mrs Weasley and Esme went into the bank while everyone else waited outside. I noticed one of the strange scents was stronger here. Curious, I asked Hermione about the bank. She seemed to know everything.

"It's run by goblins and is one of the safest places in the world. Some of the vaults are even guarded by dragons."

"Dragons?" repeated Emmett, "Oh. My. God. Rose, did you hear that?"

Rosalie could tell what he was thinking. "No, Emmett, you are not getting a dragon!"

"But it would be so cool! I could even teach it to do tricks and everything!"

"Dragons breathe fire, Em," Edward reminded him.

Emmett blinked. "And?"

Everyone stared at him. Only Jacob seemed to like the idea.

"Let him get one! I would love to see him as a pile of ashes!"

Renesmee elbowed him. "Don't be mean!"

"I didn't mean it!" said Jacob quickly.

"It's illegal to own a dragon, anyway," said Hermione.

Emmett's face fell in disappointment. Rosalie looked relieved.

Harry laughed. "You remind me of a friend of ours. He's got a thing for dangerous creatures, too."

"Who said anything about dangerous creatures?" demanded Emmett.

"I think dragons might fall under that category," I suggested.

"I would know," added Harry, "I had to fight one last year."

Emmett sighed enviously. "You got to fight a dragon? See, Rose? He got to, why can't I?"

"Trust me; you don't want to," muttered Harry.

"Actually, I think he does," I replied.

"What does he want to do?" asked Esme, appearing behind us with Mrs Weasley.

"Emmett wants to fight a dragon!" piped up Alice cheerfully.

"Why am I not surprised?" smiled Esme fondly. She started handing out pouches full of coins to her family. "You don't all need to go together, but you ought to stay in groups. We'll meet you back at the pub called the Leaky Cauldron in three hours. Oh, and Alice, dear, please don't go overboard, okay?"

Alice rolled her eyes. "Hello? We're shopping! There's no such thing as going overboard!"

I decided I would stay with Edward rather than Alice. We split into two groups; Edward, Emmett, Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and me; and Alice, Rosalie, Jacob, Renesmee, Jasper, Hermione and Ginny. Mrs Weasley and Esme went off on their own so as to not get in our way.

We already had wands, so we passed Ollivander's and went straight to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions for our school robes. Madam Malkin's eyes widened when she saw how big Emmett was, and the measuring tape shook in her hands.

The next shop was Fluorish and Blott's; a bookshop. The most interesting thing that happened in there was the purchasing of the Monster Book of Monsters, a book that had to be bound with rope to stop it snapping at our hands. Emmett and the Weasley twins set a dozen copies loose and the store was abruptly filled with shrieking customers. Edward and I made sure to keep an eye on Emmett and the twins after that.

We also had to buy a Potions kit each. I wrinkled up my nose against the stink in the apothecary and was glad to leave ten minutes later. The scent of potion ingredients was strong and very unpleasant.

"Is that everything?" I asked, checking items off my list.

"That's everything," Edward confirmed, "What do you want to do now?"

Ron spoke up. "I'm going to find a new broom!"

Again with the broom. I honestly didn't get it.

Ron led us to a shop called Quality Quidditch Supplies, whatever the hell that meant. It was Emmett who asked the question.

"What's Quidditch?"

Harry, Ron, Fred and George looked annoyed, as if this was something we should know.

"It's a sport," replied Ron, "We play it on broomsticks. Fred, George and Harry are all on the Gryffindor team at Hogwarts."

Oh, broomsticks. As in flying broomsticks; that made more sense.

"Sounds cool," I commented.

"'Cool' is a bit of an understatement."

I took it that these wizards were very passionate about their Quidditch.

Ron found a broom he liked – a Cleansweep Seven – and spent the rest of the afternoon admiring it while Harry explained to us about Quidditch. I was only half listening; Edward was playing with my hair and I found it very distracting.

We went into the Leaky Cauldron to wait for the others. Everyone in the pub seemed to know who Harry was and started whispering behind their hands. Harry tensed up in anger and Edward growled softly.

Esme and Mrs Weasley were already sitting at one of the tables when we arrived, but we had to wait a while for Alice's group. When they finally came in, we could barely see poor Jacob and Jasper underneath the mountain of shopping bags.

"Um, Alice," I muttered, "I don't think I'll have that much room left in my case."

Alice placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder and said, very seriously, "We'll find a way, Bella."

HerPOV

Okay, so the Cullens aren't too bad, even if I'm right and they are vampires. Alice seems nice enough, if a bit weird. After we finished packing for Hogwarts this afternoon she insisted on giving me and Ginny makeovers. She didn't do a bad job, either.

I was in our room, packing a few small items I'd forgotten when there was a knock on the door.

"Hermione?" asked Mrs Weasley, poking her head into the room, "Professor Dumbledore is downstairs. He would like a word with you."

Dumbledore? What would he want with me? I felt Ginny's curious eyes on me.

"Um, sure. Coming."

I followed Mrs Weasley to the kitchen where Dumbledore was seated at the table with the Cullens.

"Ah, Miss Granger!" said Dumbledore as I entered the room. "How are you this lovely evening?"

"I'm good, sir," I replied slowly, wondering what was going on.

"Excellent! Please, take a seat." He gestured to an empty chair between himself and Alice, which I took. Alice gave me a friendly smile, but I was too confused to return it.

"Now, Miss Granger, I would like to speak with you about the Cullens here. I believe you have your suspicions about them."

"Oh." I felt my cheeks turn pink. How did Dumbledore know? Harry or Ron probably told him. Oh, God, what must the Cullens think of me talking about them behind their backs?

Edward suddenly chuckled. "Don't worry, Hermione! We don't think badly of you!"

My thoughts must've been pretty obvious on my face. I blushed darker. "I'm sorry."

"I didn't summon you down here for you to apologise, Miss Granger," smiled Dumbledore, "I brought you here to confirm your theory."

Oh. My. God. "I was right?" I squeaked, "They really are…" I couldn't say the word.

"Vampires?" finished Edward, "Yes, we are."

"Except for the dog," muttered Rosalie, who was seated beside Jacob and had her nose wrinkled up.

Jacob rolled his eyes. "I'm a werew – I mean, a shape-shifter. I can transform into a giant wolf."

Well that was okay; I already knew people like that.

"Oh, and Renesmee's only half-vampire," added Bella, smiling gently.

I stared at them all. How could Dumbledore allow this? Vampires are dangerous! They kill people and drink their blood! I felt myself panicking as it hit me that I was in a room surrounded by vampires. Were they going to kill me now that I knew their secret?

Jasper reached past Alice towards me. I tried to flinch away when he placed an ice-cold hand on my shoulder, but he held me tight.

"Relax, Hermione," he told me quietly, and for some reason, I found it impossible not to. I suddenly felt very calm despite the situation I was in.

"You don't need to be afraid of us, sweetheart," said Esme gently, "We aren't going to hurt you."

"You…you aren't?" I stuttered.

"We're vegetarians," Carlisle reassured me.

Okay…vegetarian vampires? That makes no sense whatsoever.

"We don't hunt humans," explained Alice, "only animals."

Huh, I get it. Vampires with a sense of humour. That's different.

"Different?" laughed Edward, "You have no idea."

I stared at him. Did he just read my mind?

"Yep. I can hear people's thoughts." He tapped his head with a smile.

"Wow," I muttered.

"You think that's cool?" asked Alice, "I can see the future!"

"I can control emotions," said Jasper. That explains how I calmed down so quickly.

"I have a shield over my mind," mumbled Bella.

"I can do the opposite of Dad, I mean, Edward," grinned Renesmee, "I project thoughts into other minds."

Woah! Did she just say Edward was her dad?

"Renesmee is mine and Bella's daughter," Edward explained, hearing my thoughts, "Bella had her while she was still human."

"But what are you all doing here?" I asked.

"I have asked them to pose as students, or, in Carlisle and Esme's case, teachers, at Hogwarts to help protect the school," replied Dumbledore, "Which, incidentally, is one of the things we miust speak with you about. Who have you told about the Cullens?"

"Just Harry and Ron," I told him.

"I was hoping you would say that. I ask you to please not tell anyone else. It can be very dangerous for the Cullens if their secret reaches the wrong ears."

"Of course!"

"Also, if you could pass on the message to Mr Potter and Mr Weasley, it would be appreciated."

"I will."

"Excellent! Now, if you want to go to bed now, it is getting very late and I'll be seeing you tomorrow at school! Oh, and congratulations on becoming a Gryffindor prefect!"

"Thankyou, sir," I muttered, and went up to bed, my four (well, three-and-a-half) vampire roommates following me.

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