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List of POVs:

Bella – BPOV

Edward – EPOV

Renesmee – NPOV

Jacob – JPOV

Alice – APOV

Jasper – JasPOV

Emmet – EmPOV

Rosalie – RPOV

Harry – HPOV

Ron – RonPOV

Hermione - HerPOV

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10. An Encounter in the Forest.

BPOV

Our first week at Hogwarts was really cool, to put it bluntly. The teachers were impressed by how quickly we were progressing and, according to Edward, were considering giving us all our classes with the fifth-years. Edward and I often helped Harry and Ron catch up with their homework, having completed all of ours within ten minutes. The European sky had so far been cloudy, so we didn't have to worry about revealing ourselves in the sunlight just yet. The subjects were all interesting. I, for one, found Care of Magical Creatures in particular fascinating. We were all fast becoming friends with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Emmett, unfortunately, had been spending a bit of time with the Weasley twins whenever he wasn't with Rose. He thought the pair of red-headed humans were hilarious.

"Bella?" asked Hermione uncertainly, approaching the armchair in which I was sitting. I looked up and smiled.

"Hey! What's up?"

She looked embarrassed. "Would you like to help me make hats for the house-elves?"

"Sure," I agreed, knowing full well that she was wasting her time. Edward and I had seen the elf named Dobby collecting all the hats for himself. She looked so excited, however, that I couldn't ruin it for her.

She beamed at me. "Thankyou so much!"

I grinned back. Hermione gave me a large ball of scarlet wool and knitting needles, and I began knitting. No humans were looking in our direction, so I knitted at vampire speed and finished one hat in three minutes.

I became aware of Hermione watching me in awe. "That was quick!"

I laughed lightly. "One of the many perks of being a bloodsucking monster," I joked.

She giggled nervously and I whacked myself on the forehead. "Crap. Sorry, Hermione, I keep forgetting that humans generally don't appreciate those sorts of jokes."

"It's okay." She went back to her knitting and changed the subject. "Where's Edward?"

"He's watching the Quidditch tryouts with Jasper and Emmett," I replied, hiding a smile. We had all known since this morning, thanks to Alice, that Ron would make it onto the team, but refused to tell him.

"I hope Ron does alright," she commented. I didn't say anything.

The only sounds for the next half hour were the clicking of knitting needles, pull of wool, and occasional conversation. Hermione jumped and dropped the hat she was working on when the portrait hole opened up and half of Gryffindor house stormed in, cheering wildly. I grinned as Ron stalked over, clearly pleased with himself.

"Congratulations!" I said loudly over the noise.

"Thanks," he replied proudly.

I felt a pair of smooth arms wrap around me from the back.

"I missed you, love," Edward murmured in my ear.

"Edward!" I exclaimed happily, as he pressed his lips to my throat. "You were only gone an hour," I teased.

"That's far too long without you," he whispered seductively, "You know, the humans will be down here celebrating for a few hours and my dormitory will be empty…"

He trailed off suggestively, but I wouldn't have let him finish anyway. I grabbed his hand and dragged him up the staircase after me with barely a goodbye called to Ron and Hermione over my shoulder.

"Does this seem wrong to you?" I asked forty minutes later, "I mean, in a school and everything with teenage students downstairs."

Edward chuckled softly. "Just a little," he admitted.

We were lying side by side on our stomachs on Edward's four-poster bed, the dark red curtains drawn around us. He reached a hand out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, sighing.

"I love you," I mumbled, holding his hand on my face with my own. I turned my head slightly to kiss the palm of his hand, and was rewarded with the crooked smile I loved.

"I love you, too," he replied. He had told me this every day for the last eleven years, but the words still made me shiver in delight.

The door slammed open suddenly and the delicious scent of human blood reached my nose. Venom pooled in my mouth, which I forced myself to swallow back in regret.

"Oh!" exclaimed Harry, "Shit! Sorry, I'll just go, wait outside, er…"

The door clicked shut and I buried my face in the pillow in embarrassment. Edward drew the curtains around the bed open, and we dressed quickly, gathering up our clothes from all over the floor.

"You can come back in now!" Edward called. The door opened, slowly this time, and Harry entered the room hesitantly, face bright red.

"We are so sorry!" I told him at once. I found myself unable to meet his eyes. "We thought everyone would be celebrating for a while longer!"

I didn't say anything else, as I was out of oxygen and Harry's hand was stained with warm, fresh blood. I covered my mouth and nose and stopped breathing, my black eyes targeted on the blood. It had been a while since I'd hunted.

Edward tore a strip from his bed sheet and threw it to Harry. "Wrap this over your wound!" he instructed.

Harry did as he was told and I hesitantly took a breath. The sweet smell of blood was still in the air, but it was muffled by the bandage. It didn't stop the burning in my throat, however, and I had to restrain myself from attacking.

Edward watched Harry, a frown on his face. "What exactly happened with your scar?" he asked.

Harry looked up, still pressing down on his hand. "I don't know. Umbridge touched my hand and it just hurt without warning."

"Wait," I said, confused, "What?"

"My scar hurts sometimes," he explained, "I don't know why. It could be my connection," he said the word bitterly, "with Voldemort or when he's close by."

"And you think Dolores Umbridge is being possessed," stated Edward.

"It's happened before," he shrugged.

"Harry," said Edward firmly, "I have seen Umbridge's mind. It makes me despise her for it, but she thinks for herself. She is definitely not possessed."

Harry still looked doubtful and Edward shook his head in frustration. "Come on, Bella. Let's go hunt."

He took my hand and I followed him out of the castle. We ran together silently across the lawn until we came to the cover of the forest. There were so many strange, unfamiliar scents around us!

I smelled something delicious and swung my head around to face the direction it was coming from. It was definitely animalistic, but there was something else that was almost as appealing as human blood.

With a nod from Edward, we both took off running towards the smell, keeping pace with each other. Very soon, we heard about a dozen hoof beats. Assuming they were the source of the smell, we leapt into a clearing to attack…and froze.

"Edward!" I gasped in shock, "They're human!"

The three pairs of human eyes snapped to look at us, and bows and arrows were drawn.

"Please calm down," said Edward to the creatures, "My wife and I have no intention of harming you."

"You are not students," stated the male at the front of the trio.

"Not technically, but we are currently guests at the school. My name is Edward Cullen and my wife is Bella."

I saw comprehension in the creatures' eyes.

"The vampires!" There was no hostility in the cry, only surprise and understanding.

"Clearly you know of us," said Edward, "but we know very little of you. At first, when we picked up your scent, we were unsure whether you human or animal. I see now you are a mixed-breed race."

"The word you are looking for is 'centaur.' We are part human and part horse, as you can see for yourselves."

"Well, we apologize for intruding. Bella and I were hunting in the area and didn't know of your kind. You have nothing to fear from our family." The centaurs looked doubtful at Edward's words, so he continued. "We abstain from human blood. As you are part-human yourselves you will come to no harm by us. You have our word."

The first centaur studied us in silence for a minute before nodding. "Very well. You may continue hunting, but watch out for unicorns. To drink the blood of such a pure creature will curse you for the rest of your immortal lives."

"Thankyou for the warning," smiled Edward, turning his back on the creatures. "Come on, Bella."

We ran until we came across a small herd of ordinary deer. We took down a couple each before heading back to the castle.

It was very late when we got back to the common room, and it was almost empty.

Edward sat in one of the armchairs by the dying fire and I joined him, curling up on his lap. We sat in silence all night, enjoying the peace of each other's company, while the humans in the dormitories above us slept.