Reading the instruction manuscript for a new muggle mobile telecommunication device that Hermione had given to me. Hmmm. Checking for messages. 1. press menu button. 2. tap message icon. 3. tap inbox. unread messages will have a small closed envelope next to them. Right. Simple enough.

Wow. I have three messages. Message 1: 'Hey Bella. How's America? Hope you're having fun. I miss you. The Ministry's still rounding up Death Eaters here. The werewolf capture squad caught Greyback last night. I have just started working for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. I saw Greyback's file: they're administrating the dementor's kiss next Wednesday. Ron's started Auror training: it's so cute. He managed to destroy a whole training room with a misfired spell. Don't panic... no one was hurt. Love Hermione. p.s. If I don't get a reply I'll assume you haven't figured out how.' Message 2: 'Bella. The mobile will bleep when it has a message. Love Hermione x.' Message 3: 'I was supposed to ask during lunch. We're going to a beach party tomorrow. Would you like to come? Edward will be there. Call me. Gemma Cullen x.'

I continued flipping through the instructions, struggling to message Hermione. 'Hey Hermione. America's great. There's vampires here but they're vegetarian. I attend school with them. My Aunt Luna's with their coven. Haven't told them about magic yet. Don't think Aunt Luna knows who I am. I'm going to the beach with them tomorrow. I'm glad to hear that everything's okay back home. Good riddance to Greyback: the kiss is exactly what he deserves. Congratulation on your new job. Tell Ron not to destroy England. I miss you too. Bella x.' Good. Message Sent. I must now call Gemma. Alice had programmed all the Cullens identification numbers into my new telecommunicator. Hmmm. Making Calls. 1. press contact icon on main screen. 2. scroll through, selecting a contact. 3. press options icon. 4. select call.

Right. My telecommunicator's making a different strange noise. What does Hermione do? I positioned the telecommunicator - like Hermione does - against my ear. I heard Gemma's voice. 'Wow... How do muggles do this?' Oops: me and my big mouth. Gemma just giggled. 'Don't freak, Bella. I'm not a muggle.' There was a moment of silence between us. 'Bella! You there?!' A deep breath escaped from my lips: Gemma chuckled again. 'Just like your Uncle Padfoot.' It took me a few seconds to realise what she'd said. 'Hey!' Gemma stopped laughing. 'Padfoot's first call on a mobile was to the muggle authorities. Sirius told a muggle that a vampire had stolen his heart. The muggle told Padfoot to sober up and get a life.' I laughed. Gemma asked if I'd gotten rid of Padfoot's hairstyling efforts. Uncle Sirius' unusual mixture of blonde and bright colours was actually growing on me. 'I'm actually thinking about keeping it.' Gemma replied instantly. 'That'll please Alice. It seems my sister-in-law believes Isabella deserves a new wardrobe. Sorry kid.' I don't have a problem going clothes shopping with Alice. Aunt Luna said I should be careful with what I wished for.

I had told Gemma that I'd love to accept the beach party invitation. Gemma told me that she'd apparate to the house tomorrow morning to collect me. I had to be ready for nine o'clock, wearing something muggle worthy. The letter from Gemma had come during dinner.

To Izzy-Bell. Important Reading. I don't know how much Moony, Padfoot and Prongs have told you about me. I can transform into a giant wolf: much like Remus. The difference is that I have complete control over my wolf transformations (only exception being when I'm angry). The reservation of La Push is home to a tribe of shape-shifting spirit warriors: their spirit form being a wolf. If vampires are in the area descendants of the original tribe will transform, forming a wolf pack to protect the people of Forks. The tribal children transform around their adolescence. The current pack consists of six tribal children, myself and my own children. I am beta (second in command) of this wolf pack. The Cullens have a truce with this pack, but don't always see eye to eye. I will introduce you to the wolf pack tomorrow. They know about magic and I've explained that you're my goddaughter. Sweet dreams. Gemma x.

xxx

Charlie didn't seem all that astonished as I told him a vampire was coming to collect me. He was watching muggle sports on his telebox. 'Right... Have fun kid. Don't get bitten.' I laughed: his lack of parental experience was obvious. Wonder if he'd even care if one of the vampires started dating me. I'm certain dad would have a few words to say about that. I had had a dream about Edward last night. We were on the run from a blood-thirsty vampire who wanted to kill me. I wanted to stand and fight, but Edward wouldn't let me. It had all ended in fire, cast from my wand. The blood-thirsty vampire burned and Edward had kissed me. The frightening part had been the kiss. I didn't think that sort of relationship with Edward existed in my mind, but then I remembered that crooked smile of his. Perhaps I did want to date a vampire. God. Dad's going to kill me.

I wasn't ready when Gemma arrived. 'Kiddo, you're supposed to be dress.' I grumbled utter nonsense at Gemma. I had been over thinking the dream from last night. Edward hardly spoke to me: he wouldn't want to date. Not to mention he's a vampire. We couldn't even go to nice restaurants if we were dating. I don't know maybe I should be scared of them. Hermione had sent me a message this morning. Vampires? Bella, are you mad? Even 'tame' vampires aren't stable. That vampire at Slughorn's party told you that your blood is more potent. Don't do anything reckless. I beg you. We want our Izzy back alive. Love Hermione. I hadn't responded with a message. I couldn't tell Hermione that I thought I was in love with a vampire. Gemma had sat on the bed next to me. I felt Gemma's cold hand against my forehead as if checking for a fever. I smirked. 'I had an odd dream. It just rattled me.' Gemma didn't comment and wondered over to my wardrobe. 'Okay. I'm always here if you need to talk.' Gemma picked an outfit for me: a maroon playsuit with a range of long necklaces and black pumps.

The weather was overcast as usual but rather warm. Gemma assured me that it wouldn't rain and that the sun w0uldn't come out. No sun meant the Cullen's could stay outside all day. The side-by-side apparition to La Push was uncomfortable: not that it bother me. Appearing in a small living room, Gemma greeted a man in a wheelchair. 'Morning Billy.' A smile appeared on the man's lips: Gemma lead me outside. I asked questions about Edward as we walked to First Beach. 'How old is Edward?' Gemma replied calmly as if telling the truth. 'Seventeen.' I stopped walking. 'Auntie Luna!' Gemma laughed. 'One hundred and four on June 20th.' Gemma continued to walk. I caught up with her a few seconds later. 'Why was he transformed?' I wasn't sure how much Gemma would tell me. 'He contracted Spanish Influenza. His parents has already been taken by the disease... You know you should be asking him these questions. I am not totally comfortable tell you.' I promised that I wouldn't tell Edward that Gemma had told me. Gemma smile. 'Oh... Did you know he's a Legilimen?' A smile fell from my face. Edward could read minds.

We had reached the beach without giving me chance to respond to Aunt Luna's bombshell. Edward threw a crooked smile in my direction. 'Hey Edward.' The smile slipped from Edward's lips because I sounded distressed. I wasn't worried: more deeply embarrassed that Edward could see what I was thinking. The next second I felt Edward's cold hand against my forehead. 'Are you sick?' I laughed. 'No... How are you today?' Edward glanced at me cautiously. 'I am well, thank you.' I watched Edward walk over and sit opposite Alice. The two of them seemingly having a silent conversation. I jumped when Emmett suddenly commented. 'They do that all the time. It's kind of annoying.' I smiled towards Emmett, noticing Rosalie's absence. 'No Rosalie?' Emmett answered. 'Doesn't like the beach. The sea breeze ruins her hair.' I could have laughed, but felt it probably best not to agitate a vampire.

I sat talking to Emmett: he reminds me so much of Fred and George Weasley. Emmett is apparently the troublemaker in the family. He likes playing pranks on his siblings. I was talking to Emmett until the wolf pack arrived. Gemma introduced the members of the pack. 'Guys. Meet Isabella Swan.' Wow. The wolf pack are incredibly muscular. How does a guy even get that muscular? I am so glad that they're not wearing tshirts. 'Bella! Isabella!' I grumbled in Gemma's direction. 'What?!' Gemma laughed. 'You're not listening.' I quoted Gemma's last sentence to prove I was paying attention. 'I am... You said Guys. Meet Isabella Swan.' Gemma laughed again. 'I've just told you their names.' I flushed red: stupid muscular teen wolves. Gemma started the introduction again. 'Bella. Try and keep up this time.' I growled as Aunt Luna pointed out the pack members. 'Paul. Jared. Quil. Sam. Embry... and pack alpha: Jacob Black.' Jacob Black is extremely handsome with raven-black hair, russet skin, twinkling brown eyes and a clumsy smile. I flushed a deeper shade of red. Jacob spoke. 'You're the leech's little human goddaughter then.' Gemma elbowed him in the stomach: he chuckled. 'Ouch! If you want to call me Jake, that's cool.' Crap. I was hoping that prophecy wouldn't come true.

A.N. Another Chapter :) Hope you all enjoy it. I hope the prophecy is now clearer to everyone. It had to be done and I'm not going to give any spoilers as to what happens. There's a link on my profile for the picture of what Padfoot did to Bella's hair. Love RoxannetheLaugh p.s. remember to review :)