CEDRIC'S POV

"So my magic is…er-disorienting you? I'm sorry I don't understand."

"My guess," said Carlisle, "would be that his magic is causing these symptoms because we vampires have never been exposed to such thing like we have in the case of just about every other living thing. We are not immune to the force that his magic gives off, similar to that of, say werewolves. Vampires have known their presence for years and are immune to their scent."

"But, then where is Edward?" asked Bella. "Is he at that school-Hogwash or whatever he called it?"

"Hogwarts," I muttered.

"That would be my guess," said Carlisle.

After some discussion, we all decided that it was near impossible to get to Hogwarts and switch out Edward for Cedric, even for six vampires and a wizard.

"Then the question is," said the young woman named Esme, "Where is he going to stay until we figure something out? I mean we don't exactly have a bed and warm food for him."

"He can-uh-stay with me…" said Bella. "Charlie's at work most of the time, and he probably wouldn't even notice if Cedric stayed out of his way. Besides, Charlie would probably just think it's Edward." And that's exactly what happened. I went home with Bella that evening.

"I'm hungry," said Bella on the way to the house. "Do you want to stop and get some hamburgers?"

"Hamburgers?" I asked.

She looked shocked. "You mean you've never had a hamburger?"

We went to a small restaurant called 'In 'n' Out' and I had my first hamburger. It was delicious! Apparently it was very popular to American muggles. When we got to Bella's house, I made her her first tea. She was more of a coffee person.

She laid a sleeping bag for me next to her bed and gave me a pillow.

That night I dreamed about her. I dreamed we were laughing and running around in that meadow. Then we were lying in the soft grass, holding hands and just talking and being ourselves.

I was almost disappointed to wake up in the morning to the sound of voices downstairs. I went downstairs to find Bella sitting on the couch eating cereal and drinking coffee. She was watching a box with a man in it talking to her. This must be a muggle version of floo.

But when I asked her what it was, she confusingly tried explaining television. When I finally admitted I had totally lost her, she said, "That's alright. I don't exactly understand it either." We had a good laugh.

EDWARD'S POV

Harry did not tell the nurse, Madam Pomfrey, that 'I' was hit by a killing curse nor that I was not in fact Cedric Diggory. The first thing we did when we left the hospital wing was see Professor Dumbledore, the same tall, skinny old man with a long beard and half circle glasses. His office was very big with portraits of other old men and women who I presumed to be previous heads of the school. Everywhere I looked, there were little silver objects sitting here and there. On a shelf I saw a very old hat with patches all over it and a large rip in the middle through which the hat seemed to be mumbling to itself.

"Ah, Harry, Cedric. I expect you two are here for your prize money?

"Er, no, Professor. Actually, this isn't really Cedric. You see, something must've happened when Cedric was hit by the Curse, and he, um, switched places with Edward Cullen," he said, gesturing to me as he spoke my name.

"Is this true, Edward was it?"

"Um, yes. Sir," I added, remembering he was the headmaster. "And do you think we could maybe close the curtains, sir?" I asked politely, noticing the sun rising higher and higher.

"Oh, and one more thing, Professor," I said, after Dumbledore closed the curtains and Harry gave me a look saying, tell him, already! "I'm a…well I'm not…you see, sir, I'm a vampire."

"Yes, I figured something of the sort. I've come across your kind once in my lifetime. Nearly got eaten, too." Dumbledore chuckled, but then turned serious again. Before he could speak however, I read his mind.

"Don't worry," I said. "I feed on animals. You know, deer, mountain lions. I figured you'd have something of the sort, I mean I saw the forest out there."

"Yes, there is a forest," said Dumbledore, "and you are welcome to any non-magical creature in it. Now my next concern is what to do with you while you're here. You can't exactly join classes, seeing as you have no wand or magic blood. I have an idea. Come with me, would you? And Harry, you can return to class now, thank you."

Harry reluctantly left the room. After he left, Professor Dumbledore led me down a hall to a deserted corridor. He paced before a tapestry showing what looked like trolls in tutus. After a minute or so, a door appeared opposite the tapestry.

Dumbledore opened the door and said, "Your quarters, Mr. Cullen."

Inside was what looked like a hotel suite. It had a small bed (not that I needed it), a dresser, a wireless radio, and a small vanity. It also had a reclining chair next to a small stack of books and magazines.

"Now, if you need anything else, just concentrate on it and the room will provide. Come visit my office again once you settle in."

"Sure," I said, beginning to feel a bit queasy, probably due to the amount of magic. Once he closed the door, I sat on the bed. Once I had myself under control again, I decided to see what would happen when I concentrated on needing another pillow.

I closed my eyes and thought, I need another pillow. A soft, fluffy pillow. When I opened my eyes, there were now three pillows instead of two on the bed.

I left the room, still feeling a bit dizzy, and head back to the headmaster's office. Once there Dumbledore said, "Ah, Edward. I brought you back here to suggest you help Hagrid, our gamekeeper with some work."