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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

13 Theories and Plans

APOV

It had been several weeks since the party, and I hadn't had any further visions involving Voldemort or the Volturi. This didn't worry me because it meant no firm decision had been made yet.

I felt a vision approaching. I hope I haven't spoken too soon…

A large group of students were gathered in an extremely dirty bar. Hermione Granger stood and spoke to them.

"Well, you know why we're here…"

The vision changed.

The same people were now gathered in a huge room. A piece of parchment with the heading 'Dumbledore's Army' was pinned to the wall. All eyes were on Harry Potter.

"Right," he said, "shall we get practising, then"

I returned to the present to find Jasper watching me in concern.

"What is it, Alice?" he asked urgently, "Was it the Volturi?"

I shook my head, grinning. "No. It's Harry. He's finally made up his mind!"

He grinned back. "Finally," he agreed.

I dashed from the common room to find the others. I found them sitting in the library with Harry, Ron and Hermione. The humans had large books in front of them and were writing essays. Edward and Bella were helping them, while Nessie and Jacob watched. Rosalie was sitting on a table, making out with Emmett passionately.

"Hey, Alice!" grinned Bella, "What's going on?"

"Well, it just so happens, oh sister of mine, that a certain black-haired, green-eyed, glasses-wearing human has finally decided to teach everyone Defence Against the Dark Arts."

Everyone turned to stare at Harry.

"How come you didn't tell us?" demanded Ron.

"I only just made up my mind five minutes ago!"

Hermione was beaming. "Oh, Harry, this is wonderful! I'll have to tell everyone who might like to join!"

"Jazzy and I will tell the Ravenclaws about the meeting next weekend!" I said, and we hurried off.

We found my friend Cho Chang first.

"Hello, Alice! Hi Jasper!"

"Hey, Cho! Listen, next weekend in Hogsmeade, there's going to be a meeting for anyone who wants to learn Defence Against the Dark Arts properly. Harry Potter's forming a group to teach everyone himself."

Cho turned pink. "Really? Well, that's…that's nice of him. Where are we meeting?"

"The Hog's Head," I told her.

"Great! I'll be there. I might ask Marietta if she wants to come along."

"No! Don't!" I said quickly.

She looked hurt. "Why not?"

"Trust me," I told her firmly, "Whatever you do, don't invite Marietta Edgecombe!"

"Okay, fine!" she muttered sulkily, "See you around, Alice. Bye, Jasper."

Jasper looked at me curiously. "What was that about?"

"There is a strong possibility that if Marietta comes along she will betray us all to Umbridge."

"It is usually the human females with the biggest mouths," he said.

"That's right," I agreed, thinking of Jessica Stanley, the Queen of Gossip back in Forks. "Come on, let's go find Luna!"

It took us ten minutes to track everyone I'd seen would come to the meeting down, then we headed back to the library.

Bella and Edward were reading a book entitled Moste Deadlye Magykal Creatures, and laughing.

"Listen to this," giggled Bella, "'Vampires are easily recognisable by their pale, rock hard, ice cold skin; inhuman beauty; and two extra long, sharp fangs protruding from their top gums. They fare badly when subjected to sunlight, fire, garlic, holy water, and symbols of crucifiction.' Geez, I hope for this guy's sake he never took up vampire hunting."

"Actually, Bella," Edward began thoughtfully, "I have a theory…"

Jacob rolled his eyes. "Another of the great Edward Cullen's theories!"

"Shut up, Jake!" sighed Bella, "Go on, Edward."

He grinned. "Well, after reading some of these books, most of which are over a thousand years old, I have been wondering how these myths began. Hollywood didn't exist back when this was written, so what could have inspired the ideas of fangs and garlic? I have the idea that maybe we have…evolved."

I snorted. "Are you saying that the stereotypical vampires used to be real?"

"It's just a theory," he said hastily, "but it sort of makes sense, doesn't it? Who are the oldest vampires you know?"

"The Volturi," said Bella promptly, and the rest of us nodded in agreement.

"And who was there before the Volturi?" Edward asked, "Why not a whole other species of vampire; one that had fangs and was burned by the sunlight. Maybe they gradually changed until a thousand years ago, and become our kind."

"That's a good point," I commented.

"Wait a minute," interrupted Jacob, "If this different type of bloodsucker used to exist, then where are they now?"

Edward smiled. "By the sound of it, we weren't nearly so indestructible once."

Bella looked thoughtful. "You should tell Carlisle your theory. I'm sure he'll be interested."

"I'm just worried about all the wizards who've read this book," I said, "How's everyone supposed to defend themselves against vampires if they've been fed false information?"

"No human would stand a chance against us anyway," Jasper reminded me.

"Especially since most spells don't affect us," added Bella, "The only ones that do any damage are the Unforgivable Curses. Avada Kedavra doesn't even properly kill us!"

But, I thought to myself, it was possible to kill us with magic. If a wizard hit us with Avada Kedavra and then started a fire while we were unconscious… It was just a shame that the wizards didn't know this. They would be killed within seconds if they continued to run around with their garlic and crucifixes. A real shame…

"Alice!" hissed Edward, "Are you insane?"

Probably. "Well, why not, Edward? If it helps the kids defend themselves!"

"I can't believe you're actually considering this!"

I heard Ron whisper to Bella, "Is it normal for them to go on like this?"

Bella nodded. "It's very frustrating. Hey guys, how about filling in those of us who can't read minds?"

Edward didn't look away from me. "Alice thinks we should teach students how to defend themselves against vampires."

"What's wrong with that? They need to learn!"

I nodded at her appreciatively. "Thankyou, Bella."

"Alice wants to demonstrate what vampires are capable of."

There was a moment of shocked silence where even Rosalie and Emmett stopped kissing to stare at me.

"Alice," began Jasper, but Rosalie interrupted him.

"You're nuts! You want to expose us?" she demanded, "These are the only humans in the world that are a threat to us, and you just want to walk up to them and say, 'Hey, guess what? We're bloodsucking monsters and this is how to kill us!'"

"Have you even thought of how dangerous it could be, Alice?" asked Bella.

I sighed theatrically. "Fine! You guys should at least think about it, though!"

"I'm just not sure we can trust everyone yet," said Renesmee quietly, "But, maybe we could just teach the ones who already know about us?" She looked pointedly at Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Edward looked thoughtful. "That's a much more sensible idea. You three have proven trustworthy enough."

He was at least agreeing to an extent. That was better than nothing. I grinned at the humans. "How would you like to learn to kill vampires?"

We Cullens entered the filthy bar with Harry, Ron and Hermione. The bartender looked up as we came in, and seemed surprised at the large number of customers. I didn't blame him, personally, I thought as I looked around.

Hermione ordered the humans plus Renesmee and Jacob 'Butterbeers' and we helped pay for them. The barman looked at the rest of us expectantly and Edward shook his head.

"Nothing for us, thanks. I don't expect you have our preferences on tap."

The bartender looked slightly offended, but shrugged it off, and we went to sit down.

"So," said Harry, "who did you say is supposed to be meeting us?"

"Not many people," I replied, then started listing them off. "Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown, the Patil twins, Cho Chang, Luna Lovegood, Katie Bell, Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, the Creevey brothers, Ernie Macmillan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Hannah Abbott, Susan Bones, Anthony Goldstein, Michael Corner, Terry Boot, the rest of the Weasleys, Lee Jordan, and Zacharias Smith."

"Not many people?" repeated Harry faintly as the door opened and they started piling into the bar. I stared at him, not comprehending.

Edward sighed. "To Alice, that isn't a lot of people," he explained.

"Well it isn't!" I said indignantly.

The Weasley twins ordered the newcomers Butterbeers and joined us.

"Why are there Slytherins here?" asked Zacharias, watching Emmett and Rosalie with contempt.

Emmett put on a menacing glare. "Do you have a problem with us, kid?"

Zacharias turned white and flinched away. "N-no," he stuttered.

"Seriously, though," said Neville nervously, "can we really trust them?"

"You can trust my brother and sister with your life," I replied simply, "Now be quiet and listen to Hermione."

Hermione started talking nervously. She spoke so fast I was surprised the humans could process what she was saying. Finally she finished with, "Well, I thought it would be a good idea if we, well, took matters into our own hands. And by that I mean learning how to defend ourselves properly, not just in theory but doing the real spells…"

Michael Corner interrupted her. "You want to pass you Defence Against the Dark Arts OWL too, though, I bet?"

I giggled. After these lessons everyone here would pass easily.

Hermione spoke again quickly. "Of course I do. But more than that, I want to be properly trained in defence because…because…" she hesitated and I braced myself for the reaction I knew was coming, "because Lord Voldemort is back."

A couple of people squeaked in fright and everyone flinched.

Emmett laughed, finding the reaction to the name hilarious. "Voldemort, Voldmort, oh Voldy, Voldy, Voldy, Voldemort," he sang to the tune of Lollipop. Everyone cringed again and stared at Emmett like he was crazy. Well, he was crazy, but that's beside the point.

"Emmett!" snapped Edward harshly. He shut up and everyone turned their attention back to Hermione. "Go on."

"Well…that's the plan, anyway. If you want to join us, we need to decide how we're going to…"

She was interrupted yet again, this time by Zacharias.

"Where's the proof You-Know-Who's back?" he demanded.

I rolled my eyes. "You guys are rather rude, you know. Where I come from, it is generally considered impolite to interrupt someone else."

He ignored me and continued glaring at Hermione, who turned pink.

"Well, Dumbledore believes it…" she betgan.

"You mean Dumbledore believes him," he retaliated, gesturing to Harry. I can't believe he interrupted again!

My family growled, too quietly for the humans to hear. Edward stood up.

"Professor Dumbledore believes him, yes, and so do I."

Bella stood beside him. "And I."

I jumped to my feet. "Me too!" I squealed.

One by one, the rest of my family stood.

"I'm usually very good at telling whether someone's lying or not," Edward continued, smiling slightly, "but if you don't want to believe us, I see no point for you being here."

Zacharias met my brother's glare for a second, before ducking his head, his pulse racing in fear.

"So," said Hermione in a shaky voice, "So…like I was saying…"

In the end, she made us sign our names on a piece of parchment before letting us go.

"That jinx was unnecessary, Hermione," said Edward as we walked back up to the castle, "If anyone thinks of blabbing, Alice and I will catch them out."

Hermione blushed and grinned cheekily. "I know."

"Brilliant!" said Emmett, "She's even more diabolical than Bella was! No offense, Bells."

"None taken, Em," Bella replied.

Harry and Ron laughed. "Remind me again to never get on your bad side," muttered Ron. I giggled. He will get on her bad side eventually, whether we remind him or not.

"So, where will we have the meetings?" asked Hermione, changing the subject quickly, "Have you seen, Alice?"

"We'll find somewhere; I've seen that much," I answered, "We just don't know where it is yet."

"Everyone will just have to keep an eye out," said Edward.

It was then that I was hit with a vision and I groaned. "Dammit!"

"What's wrong, Alice?" asked Harry.

"One of the customers in the Hog's Head overheard our meeting," I explained, "On Monday morning you will find a notice saying, 'By order of the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts, all student organisations, societies, teams, groups and clubs are henceforth disbanded. Blah blah blah…any student found to have formed, or to belong to, an organisation, society, team, group or club that has not been approved by the High Inquisitor will be expelled.'"

"Well, shit," said Emmett brightly, "Someone up there must really hate you guys."

"Tell me about it," rumbled Harry.

I was glad to see that, despite the unfortunate news, my original vision stayed the same.

"Oh great!" I cried, "I knew you three would go ahead with it anyway!"

"Of course we will!" exclaimed Hermione, "Umbridge doesn't have to know about it!"

"She doesn't," I agreed, "Especially since I dissuaded Cho from inviting her friend along. By the way, Harry, how much longer before you ask Cho out?"

Harry turned red. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Emmett and Jasper cracked up. "Dude, can you be any more obvious?" asked Jazz.

"Ask her out soon," added Emmett, "You don't want to end up like Eddie here," Edward shot him a glare at the unwanted nickname, "He went a hundred and five years without getting lai…"

"Enough, Emmett!" snapped Edward.

"…without getting…a date," Emmett finished.

"You two are going to go out eventually," I told Harry, "and I'm getting sick of waiting to dress her up for your date. She's going to look gorgeous, by the way."

Your only date, I added mentally. But who cares if it doesn't last long? The kid needs practise with women if he's going to end up with Ginny Weasley.

Monday was….eventful. I informed Harry, Ron and Hermione at breakfast to expect a visit from Sirius later that day via Floo Powder.

We descended the stairs down to the dungeons for potions, just in time to hear Draco Malfoy say, "Apparently they've got a special ward for people whose brains have been addled by magic."

"Oh dear," I murmured as he made a face to impersonate such people.

Neville Longbottom ran forward to attack Draco. I allowed him to get one punch in before grabbing him and dragging him back. I could've held him by myself easily, but I didn't look very human. After all, I was half his size! Edward jumped over to 'help' me restrain him.

Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle looked ready for a fight and Draco was laughing. I growled at them, drawing my top lip back automatically over my teeth. They looked frightened for a second, but laughed it off.

"It looks like the midget belongs in the nut house with Potter!" said Draco.

Uh oh. He shouldn't have said that. I may not be very sensitive about my past, but…

Before the humans could blink, Jasper was holding Draco up by the front of his robes.

"Don't you ever talk about Alice like that again!" he hissed.

The human was clearly terrified. "Okay! I won't! I won't!" he squealed.

Jasper dropped him and I released Neville to skip over to them. Draco glared at me and I slapped him around the face.

"That's for calling me a midget," I told him pleasantly, "C'mon Jazz!"

I smiled at Snape as we filed into the classroom. He frowned back, like usual, but I didn't let him ruin my good mood.

After lunch, we had Divination with a very upset, very offended, Professor Trelawney. She had received the results of her inspection back, and Umbridge wasn't impressed.

When class finished, I went up to her. "It will all end well," I told her quietly, then left.

"Why would you tell her that?" asked Edward, "Umbridge is determined to sack her!"

"I didn't say she wasn't going to be sacked," I responded, "Just that it will all end well. Which it will. Albus is determined to keep her in the school, so look what it will lead to!" I replayed my vision for him to see.

Edward sighed. "You're the psychic."

Jasper hesitated outside the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"It's okay, Jazz," I told him softly, "Nothing's going to happen today. No strong emotions; just an ordinary, boring, lesson. You'll be fine!"

"Thanks, Alice," he said, and followed me into the classroom.

A/N Did anyone get the Potter Puppet Pals reference? Sorry, I couldn't resist! Please review!