Chapter Seven:

Today is my first day at Forks High. I am not going to know anyone there. I have never gone to school in Forks, and Jake goes to school on the reservation. That's why I am now standing in front of the bathroom mirror giving myself a pep talk. "You can do this, Bella. You're a powerful witch, damnit! Just be yourself, and if they don't like you, prank 'em." Yes. It will be okay. Deep breaths.

I had a lot of time to myself over the Christmas holidays. Charlie was working, and Jake was MIA. He had become really tight with some boys at the reservation, and he never really had time to spend with me. I spent most of my time shopping at the clothing stores in Port Angeles and studying up on muggle pop culture so that I wouldn't draw too much attention to myself. The last thing I wanted to do was be the center of attention. I didn't mind at Salem, as I had the Skirts and was comfortable in my magical abilities. I wasn't so confident in the muggle world. So today I was wearing skinny jeans, a purple plaid button up with purple chucks instead of my skirt, oxford shirt and outer robe. I wore my hair down so that I could shield myself if need be.

After gathering the courage to head to the dreaded institution, I walked out to my truck. Charlie insisted in buying me this red beat up Chevy behemoth. I actually really love the thing; I just didn't want Charlie spending his money on me. But I'd never told Charlie or Renee that I was the only living free member of the House of Black, so they didn't know I was loaded. I didn't want them to worry about me, and if they were to find out my family history, they'd definitely worry. Both of them receive the American Herald, which was the US's main wizarding newspaper, so they know what's going on in my world. They'd have a stroke if they knew I was the presumed dead daughter of escaped murderer Sirius Black.

I pulled into the school and made my way to the office to get my schedule. There was a plump redheaded woman behind a desk with a nameplate that read Mrs. Cope. When she looked up to see me, her face lit up in a friendly smile. "You must be Isabella! We're so happy you to have you here, dear."

I returned her smile. "Thank you, ma'am, I'm happy to be here. Please, call me Bella."

She seemed a little surprised by my response. "Oh, you're so polite, dear. Here, let me get your schedule."

After giving me my schedule and a map of the school, she explained that I needed to have my welcome slip signed by all my teachers and return it at the end of the day. I wished her a good day and told her I'd see her in the afternoon.

I looked over the map and found the best way to make it to my first class, which was Calculus. I went back to my truck, and moved it to the student parking. I didn't want to be the first person in class, so I decided to do some Occlumency exercises. The Skirts and I all decided to start studying Occlumency after we completed our animal transformations. We had read that Voldemort is a master Legilimens, and wanted to make sure we were safe from mental attacks if we came across him or any other Legilimens while searching for Peter.

I turned out to be a natural. My walls were impenetrable even with advanced Legilimency attacks. I still did the exercises, though. They help me relax and calm my mind. It's almost like meditating, really. After about ten minutes I headed to class feeling a lot less ruffled.

Calculus was…boring. It turns out, next to Arithmancy, Calculus is child's play. The other classes were pretty easy too, and my day was flying by. It was now lunch time, and a girl named Jessica, who had latched on to me in Calculus, was leading me toward the lunch room. After going through the line we sat down with her other friends. There was a blonde girl named Lauren Mallory who looked rather miffed that I had been invited to her table sitting next to a girl named Angela Webber who was a bit more welcoming.

There were also three boys talking amongst themselves who were introduced as Mike, Eric and Tyler. They were looking at me funny, and I didn't really like it. I had gone to an all girl school for the last five and a half years, and I wasn't quite sure how to take their attention. Maybe they would send those looks elsewhere if I told them my father broke out of prison after being accused of killing thirteen people. I let out a mental snort as I imagined their reactions.

Lauren and Jessica were giving me a run down of everyone at the school. Translation: They were being catty bitches. I was having a really hard time biting my tongue, but I didn't want to start trouble on my first day of school. I was just thinking about all the different potions I could slip into their drinks when the opening cafeteria door caught my attention.

I am definitely going to have to send this memory to the Skirts so they can entertain themselves laughing at the expression I am undoubtedly wearing right now. Why the hell did two vampires just walk through the door? And Merlin's saggy left nut, there are three more behind them! Five vampires in muggle high school? I was suddenly very nervous. Vampires are no joke. They are extremely dangerous. There is only one magical way to harm a vampire, and that is with Fiendfyre. It's a cursed fire that never goes out. It's very dangerous, and if you are unskilled, the Fiendfyre will end up killing you if the vampire doesn't.

Vampires aren't supposed to know about the wizarding world, but I had met one before. As a human, his sister was a witch, so he already knew about magic. His sister had placed the same charm on him that Sandy placed on Jake, disallowing him to speak of the magical world with someone who wasn't already aware. The charm also keeps the knowledge hidden in your mind, so it can't be accessed by a mind reader (Sandy had told me that part of the charm would be particularly important for Jacob, but she wouldn't tell me why). The charm had stayed with him during his transformation, so he was able to keep our secret safe.

His name was Eleazar, and I met him at a death party for one of the Salem ghosts in my third year. He knew Bridgett before she was hung for witchcraft back in the 1600's. The muggles had caught her without her wand, leaving her defenseless. She's still pretty bitter about it.

We had a long conversation at the party; I found him fascinating. He told me he didn't drink human blood, and that he and his family referred to themselves as vegetarians. Har Har. He informed me that the animal blood causes his eyes to be gold instead of red. Neat. He was only aware of one other coven of vegetarians. They were led by Carlisle Cullen who is actually a human doctor. That news had floored me. In DADA we learned that vampires have uncontrollable blood lust. Eleazar explained that if the vampire is dedicated to the preservation of human life, he can get his blood lust under control. I thought that the choice was very admirable, and I told him so. We've been friends ever since. Thankfully, Caelen is brave enough to deliver him my letters.

These five must be a part of the Cullen coven. Jessica noticed where my attention was directed and interrupted my thoughts. "Those are the Cullens." No shit. "They're Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids." She went on to tell me how strange it was that they all dated each other. "I mean, they live together. It's weird." Yeah, they also suck blood together. What's your point, Jessica?

My eyes were drawn to the only non-mated vampire of the group. He was…smexy. He had bronze sex hair, a strong jaw, and angular cheeks. He was a god among men. They all were, really. It's a characteristic of their species. I couldn't help but admire his beauty anyway. He turned toward me and our eyes met for the briefest of moments before he looked away. Shit. I'd been caught blatantly ogling a vampire. Double shit. His eyes were completely black. He was thirsty. I glanced at the others. Triple shit. They were ALL thirsty. They had to have been denying themselves blood for at least two weeks for their eyes to become completely black and the purple bruises under their eyes to be so noticeable. Why would they surround themselves with humans if they hadn't fed in two weeks?

I should really look away, but I can't seem to convince the muscles in my neck to turn my head in the other direction. Come on, Bella. Look away. He can see you staring at him in his peripheral, Bella; LOOK AWAY! I finally chastised myself harshly enough to provoke action, and turned my head back to Jessica.

"That's Edward Cullen. He's gorgeous, of course." Of course. "But he doesn't date. Like, ever. I guess none of the girls here are good enough for him." I felt the corners of my lips twitch. Damnit Bella, do not laugh in Jessica's face because the vampire turned her down! Oh if only you knew the truth, honey. I allowed myself some inner giggles.

I breathed a sigh of relief when lunch was over. I wasn't sure I could take much more of the Lauren and Jessica show. Mike had biology with me, so he walked me to class. We were the last to arrive, and on my way to get my slip signed I noticed that the only seat left open was next to Angel. Oh who am I kidding? David Boreanaz has nothing on Edward Cullen.

He became incredibly tense when I sat down at the desk. One hand was in a tight fist and the other was covering his mouth and nose. He had completely stopped breathing. He moved his seat as far away from me as possible and then leaned his body even further. Every muscle in his body tightly tensed, like he was holding himself back. From me. What are we up to now? Quadruple shit? He is having a reaction to my blood. We read about this. La Tua Cantante. I'm his freaking singer! Isn't this just a peachy situation? I'm sitting three feet away from a thirsty vampire for whom my blood sings. Luckily for me, and everyone else in this room, I'm a witch who's efficient with wandless magic.

I took a few deep breaths, feeling the magic running through my veins. Gathering the magical energy inside my body, I focused on creating a vampire proof shield around me and the other humans in the room. Using all my concentration, I set the shields in place so they would stay up. The shields sat just above the skin, and would prevent any vampire from touching our persons. Now that they were set, they would only take a minimal amount of concentration to uphold. We should be safe for the rest of the class.

For the remainder of the period, I used my hair to create a curtain between my person and the hostile vampire to my left. At the end of class, he was up and making his way to the door before the bell finished ringing. Yeah, why don't you go take a breather, Edward? You earned it. I know that it had to be very painful for him to sit next to me, especially since he was already thirsty. I was very impressed with him for keeping his base instincts under control for the entire agonizing hour.

My last class was gym. While I rather enjoy most sports, I decided to play the athletically challenged so Coach Clapp wouldn't try to strong arm me into joining a team. I wasn't looking to entrench myself too deeply in the school. It was actually pretty entertaining. We were playing volleyball, so I purposefully missed almost every shot. When I let myself actually make contact, I would try to pelt unsuspecting passersby. I got Mike smack in the back of the head once. It was awesome!

After gym, I made my way to the office to turn in my signed slip. Edward was there speaking quietly with Mrs. Cope. I stayed as far from him as I could and tried not to smell. I wasn't purposefully listening to their conversation, but it was a small room. He was trying to transfer out of Biology. Intellectually I knew that this was the best course of action. I made him even more dangerous than he already was. It still hurt my feelings a bit.

Mrs. Cope was essentially shutting him down, and I could see that he was getting frustrated. A few seconds later a girl entered the office bringing a breeze with her. I scowled at her. Can't she see I'm trying not to smell over here! She just blew my scent right at him! His entire body went rigid in the next moment, and he told Mrs. Cope, "Fine. I'll just have to bear it." He then turned around and sent me a glare before stalking gracefully out the door.

Edward didn't show up the rest of the week. I had sent Eleazar a letter that afternoon telling him what happened. He too was very surprised that Edward was able to keep the composure that he did. He was very proud of him, as the control he showed was a huge accomplishment. I agreed. Edward didn't. Apparently, after leaving school Monday afternoon, Edward drove to Alaska to both get away from me and drown himself in self loathing. Edward, the multitasker. Who knew?

At the time Eleazar wrote the letter, he was unsure when or even if Edward would return to Forks. He didn't trust himself to be in the same town as me. He was afraid he'd break down and come after me. And Jessica said he didn't notice girls. Too bad he only noticed me because he wants to eat me. Le sigh.

I was beginning to think I'd never see Edward again when I walked into Biology the next Monday to see the bronze haired god sitting in the seat next to mine. I approached him with caution, like a wild animal that could snap at any moment. He seemed more relaxed today, and his eyes were a warm golden color. Bella, don't you dare swoon over a vampire! Gah, it was just so hard! He's so beautiful!

After my initial glance I settled into my seat like he wasn't even there. I did not want him to know he was affecting me. As I sat in my seat determinably staring straight ahead I heard the most wonderful musical voice. Oh Lord. It's an angel. Somehow Edward got past the shield I'd put up upon seeing him and killed me in the middle of the biology classroom. After a few seconds of contemplating my death, my brain decided to process the words spoken by the angelic voice. "Hello. I'm Edward Cullen. I don't believe we've been introduced. You're Bella Swan?" Edward is the angel? Surely not.

I turned toward him and sure enough, he was waiting expectantly for some type of acknowledgement. "Er, yes," was my brilliant response. Merlin, Bella, insert mental face palm here. It's not fair. How is anyone supposed to have an intelligent conversation with the handsome bronze haired Adonis with the hypnotizing angel voice? Even without the sharp teeth, this creature is lethal. The absence of all brain activity should be enough proof of this. He killed my brain!

Mr. Banner started the lesson, and I kept my eyes forward the entire time. However, in my peripheral I could see Edward staring at me intensely. Was he picturing me looking like a giant juicy steak? Sweet Circe, I hope not. Apparently Mr. Banner was unconcerned about my safety, and assigned a lab for the last half of the class. I'm sure you can imagine how it went. Needless to say, the mythical creature to my left also believed that he killed my brain. He didn't trust any of my answers.

After completing the lab, Edward tried to make polite conversation. He asked me if I was upset that the snow melted, and I told him I didn't really care. It's cold and wet; what's to like? He then asked, "If you don't like the wet, why did you move to the rainiest region of the Pacific Northwest?" It almost sounded like an accusation, like I'd purposefully shown up in his town to ruin his perfect control. Whatever. I told him it was complicated. He kept pushing so I told him about why I didn't want to move to Florida. The bell rang shortly after, and he was up and out the door before I'd finished packing up.

The next morning the previous day's melted snow had turned into dangerous sheets of ice. I wasn't worried. It would take more than a car crash to take me out. I was still cautious, though. I didn't want to crash into someone who couldn't protect themselves with magic. I noticed that my truck was handling surprisingly well in these conditions, and when I got out I saw that Charlie had put chains on my tires before he left for the station. It made me uncharacteristically emotional. I was so lucky to have Charlie in my life. He is such a good father. I glanced up and noticed Edward across the lot staring at me. Ugh, does he want me to just go ahead and sit on a giant paper plate and serve myself up to him, or what?

I looked back to the tires and sent a mental thank you to whatever gods were listening for bringing Charlie into my life. I was interrupted from my reverie by squealing tires. Oh for Merlin's sake, Tyler! He recklessly turned into the parking lot driving way too fast for conditions, and lost control of his van. It was now careening right for me. Does he have any idea how much grief this is going to cause me? I'm going to have to use magic in front of muggles AND vampires! Ugh, I'm going to have to inform the ministry and get obliviators out here and – "Oomph!"

My thoughts were cut off by a boulder slamming me to the ground. My head fell back into the concrete causing my vision to swim. As I blinked the tears from my eyes, the boulder began to take shape. It was Edward. He held one arm around me and the other up to stop the van's assault. The force of the impact pushed us back into my truck and caused the van to change trajectory, making its second attempt on my life. Edward stopped it again, and kept the van from crushing my legs. I looked at Edward in astonishment. He'd just saved me soooo much paperwork! I decided to mess with him a bit.

"Where did you come from?"

I saw panic flash through his eyes, quick as lightening, before his face became completely impassive. "Bella, I was standing right next to you."

Hehe. "No you weren't. I saw you. You were by your car."

Now he was getting annoyed. "Bella, you hit your head pretty hard. You don't know what you saw."

Ah, the oldest trick in the book, my friend. Too bad I already know your secret, so you'll never convince me I'm crazy. "Yes I do. You were on the other side of the parking lot. And then you stopped the van. With your hand. I saw you."

Yep, he was definitely annoyed now. I mentally snickered. "Yeah, well, no one's going to believe you."

No worries, Edward. I have mad secret keeping skills. "I wasn't going to tell anyone."

We came back to reality in the next moment. The teachers were telling us to stay calm, while the students were carrying on like they were the ones trapped between a van and a truck with a vampire who's specially attuned to their blood. Drama queens, the lot of them.

An ambulance had arrived while they were working on getting the van moved out of the way. When we were finally able to leave our hidey hole, Edward insisted that I be put on a stretcher and observed for my worrisome head injury. The stupid, self serving, beautiful, sexy vampire was trying to convince everyone I was delusional! Ugh, now I'm going to be stuck on this stupid stretcher and treated like a china doll. Damnit, I'd rather deal with the aurors!

As they were loading me into the ambulance, Charlie showed up looking frantic. I assured him that I was fine and that the EMT's were escorting me to the hospital against my will. He took their side, the traitor. Wizards really shouldn't go to muggle hospitals. Our magic does funny things to the machinery. However, I could use the same method of controlling my magic to save the electronics that I used to save me and my Biology class from the blood thirsty vampire. I just had to concentrate on the magic in my body. I pulled it into the center of my body, around my diaphragm, and imagined encasing it in a protective ball. Again, once I set the ball, it would take minimal concentration to maintain it.

The nurses forced me to take an X-ray of my head, and then left me to wait in a room with a few beds. Tyler was eventually put on another bed and he wouldn't shut up about how sorry he was. I told him it turned out fine this time, but that he should really be more responsible. He could have killed someone. Edward came into to check on me and I scowled at him. I was perfectly fine and he knew it!

A few minutes later, Daddy Cullen came in. He was also very handsome. He had blond hair, golden eyes and gentle hands. I nearly moaned in pleasure when he was checking my head for bumps. You can massage my scalp anytime, Dr. C. He showed me the X-ray and assured me I was fine. "You got very lucky," he said.

"Lucky that Edward was standing right next to me," I said while sending Edward my best glare.

"Oh, well yes," was Dr. Cullen's response.

As soon as Dr. Cullen gave me the green light, I was running after Edward. It was time for some payback. "Hey Edward, can I talk to you?"

"What do you want?" Whoa, hostile Edward was back.

"I just want to know what happened. How did you get to me so fast?"

"Bella, you hit your head. You don't know what you're talking about. I was standing right next to you, and I pulled you down. I saved your life." Insert mental snort here. I so had it covered. "I don't owe you anything." He then turned around and stalked off.

"I'm going to figure it out," I called after him.

I was rewarded with a scowl. "I hope you enjoy disappointment." Well. Isn't he just a ball of sunshine this morning?

For the next month, Edward completely ignored me. I tried to talk to him that first day back in Biology, but was denied. I was also getting annoyed with just about everyone else at Forks High. My biggest issue was with one Lauren Mallory. I tried to ignore her for the most part, but one day she went too far. There was a girl in our grade named Sarah. She lived in a foster home with a woman who clearly viewed her wards as nothing but paychecks. She had ill fitting hand-me-down clothes and her hair was in dire need of a haircut. She was also incredibly intelligent and witty, if a bit socially awkward. She and I had become pretty good friends. I tried to subtly help her out, but she wouldn't hear of it. She said she wanted to be my friend, not my charity case. I tried to tell her that friends help each other, but she refused.

The day Lauren stepped over the line, Sarah, Angela and I were sitting at a table behind her. Lauren started telling everyone at their table about how Sarah's parents were crazy, and that they just abandoned her at the mall. I wasn't sure if it was true, but the look on Sarah's face made me believe Lauren wasn't too far off. She then started talking about how crazy runs in families and that we should all watch our backs around Sarah. "She's probably got some shrine to all of us in the bedroom she shares with the dozen other little rejects in that house." Oh. Hell. No. "Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if we turned on the news in a few years and saw that she'd massacred an entire street." Well, that's pretty spot on for one of my triggers, Lauren.

I placed a quick Notice-Me-Not around us, followed by a Muffliato so that the vampires wouldn't notice that they didn't hear us. You see, the only spell you can use against a vampire is Fiendfyre. However, you can place charms on yourself, which then affect the vampire. Because the Notice-Me-Not and Muffliatos were placed on the three of us, the vampires suddenly lost interest in us and didn't notice that they couldn't hear our conversation.

I then turned to Sarah, who now had her head bowed with silent tears streaming down her cheeks. I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "She doesn't know a thing about, crazy, Sarah. I say we make her think she's crazy. Then maybe she'll know it when she sees it."

She raised her eyes to meet mine and offered a weak smile. "How do we do that?"

"Oh, I've got some ideas. We must be subtle, though. That's the key." I spent the rest of the lunch explaining my ideas and brainstorming with Angela and Sarah. By the end of the period, Operation: Make Lauren Mad was officially on.

During gym that afternoon I placed a Notice-Me-Not charm over myself and sneaked away while we were running the mile. I jogged over to Lauren's car and opened the door with a simple Alohamora. Then...I hotwired it. I learned how to hotwire a car when I was very young. Not to steal them, mind you, but because Renee lost her keys every other day. I learned out of necessity. The knowledge was coming in handy today. It takes very complex magic to control muggle technology. I didn't have that kind of time, so the old fashioned way had to suffice. I put the wires back, good as new and moved Lauren's car to the other side of the lot. I then seamlessly rejoined the class like I was never gone.

The three of us hid in the bushes (for future reference, every time I don't want us to be noticed, you can assume I've put the charm up) and watched as Lauren made her way to her parking space. When she got to the spot where she parks her car every day, she was most surprised to see it wasn't there. She turned circles in the spot before noticing her car on the other end of the lot. She looked confused and shook her head before making her way over to her car, while the three of us tried to hold in our giggles.

Over the next few weeks it was much of the same. Every few days I'd move her car. I also told the girls that I was an expert at forgeries. I would write out an extra homework assignment with very random, and many times embarrassing answers. I would then use a spell to change my handwriting to hers. We each sat in positions that gave us the opportunity to switch out the assignments in at least one class. We didn't do it often, or on enough questions to really affect her grade. It just really confused her when she got her homework back. One time the teacher asked her to explain an answer. It was very difficult to keep a straight face when she read over the answer in her own handwriting looking completely dumbfounded.

Angela had seen her enter her e-mail password, so we had some fun there, too. Sometimes we would just open them, so she would see that it had been opened without remembering that she'd read it. Sometimes we would respond. The responses were always normal, but of course she never remembered writing them.

One time, I read an e-mail from her mother ordering her to do her laundry over the weekend. She had plans with Jessica on Sunday afternoon, so I figured she would be doing it on Saturday. Her parents were out of town, and weren't returning until early evening. I broke in and found her clothes neatly folded in a basket on her bed. I dumped them all out and placed a charm to make them smell stale and unwashed. Then I placed them back in her hamper and put the basket back in the laundry room. I really wanted to see her private reaction, so I took a chance and disillusioned myself. When she came into her room, she glanced at her bed and then did a double take with wide eyes. "What the fuck!" Oh, this was funny. I'm glad I placed a silencing spell on myself. "I know I did my laundry! What the hell is wrong with me? I'm losing my mind!" Yes, yes you are. As soon as she dragged her hamper back down the steps I apperated home with a faint pop.

Then there was her locker tampering. Lauren always brought her lunch, so sometimes Angela or I would make a sandwich, and then one of us would break into her locker and switch them out. We'd do the same thing with gym clothes. Sarah hit the jackpot one time when she went to make a clothing switch. Lauren had left her cell phone in her locker. She sent a text to Mike asking him to the girl's choice dance, knowing that Jessica was going to ask him later that week. The fallout of that beauty was total win.

As the dance drew near, Lauren wasn't looking so good. Sarah decided that she'd had enough, and we decided to leave her alone. We all decided that Operation: Make Lauren Mad was a complete success.

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The Monday before the dance Sarah, Angela and I went going to Port Angeles to find them dresses. Sarah's birthday was the Sunday after the dance, so Angela and I insisted that she let us buy her a dress and shoes for her birthday presents. She relented. That's how I knew she really wanted to go. Angela was going with her boyfriend, Ben, and Sarah was going with Ben's best friend, Chad. I had been asked by Mike, Eric and Tyler. Did they not understand the words "Girl's Choice?" I politely declined their invitations making up a prior engagement. I really didn't want to go. Muggle parties are pretty boring after experiencing magical ones.

I was sitting in the store watching them try on dresses for about an hour, and couldn't take it anymore. They hadn't even started looking at shoes or jewelry yet. I told them that I was going to head to the book store and that I'd meet them at the restaurant in an hour. I made my way to the only book store in Port Angeles. It was a bit hokey, but I found an interesting book about Quillette legends and a surprisingly accurate book about the healing properties of various plants and herbs used in potion making.

On the way back, I noticed that four men were following me. Lovely. I began to walk faster and turned a corner trying to find a busier street. Two of them broke away and now I was only being tailed by two. Somehow I'd ended up in the warehouse district. I saw the other two up ahead coming toward me. They'd boxed me in. Sigh. Using magic on muggles is so tiresome! I decided to try and make it look like I was using muggle tactics. I discreetly pulled my wand and transfigured the book I'd just bought into what looked like a taser. It wouldn't work, but I used it to hide my wand. When they attacked, I'd hit them with magic and they'd think I tased them.

As they started closing in, I crossed the street and tried to slip past them. They decided to give up the cat and mouse game and started coming for me. I planted my feet and squared my shoulders preparing to show these assholes they were messing with the wrong witch when we were all blinded by headlights. A shiny silver Volvo was speeding towards us, causing the thugs to scatter. Suddenly the car did a 180 and the passenger door flew open. "Get in." It was Edward.

A/N:

Thank you to vivx-chan and Sweetie7smiled for your reviews. I really appreciated you taking the time drop me a note!

Okay, so I need to stop guessing how many chapters certain events will take. I don't think I've been right once. I mostly ended it here, because I am tired. :) Also, I felt that the first half of Twilight has Edward resisting Bella and the last half is more Bella and Edward centric. This is the turning point, so I decided to break it off here. I'll post the next chapter either tomorrow or Wednesday.

Also, you may have noticed that I've turned Jacob earlier than in the original story. Bella and Jake have a different relationship in my story than in the original. Jacob has zero romantic feelings for Bella; he views her as a sister. There's also not going to be a big vampire/wolf pack feud. We already have Voldemort as an antagonist, and I think he adds enough conflict without bringing in that extra layer.

Thanks for reading!