AN: I realize that in Book 1 I said something about Renesmee's skin sparkling, but I was wrong. In the sunlight her skin gives off a faint glow and I apologize for the mistake. Now, on with the chapter.

Renesmee Cullen and the Angel's Domain

Chapter 5: Hogsmeade Village

Renesmee woke early Saturday morning, dressed quickly and ate a quick breakfast before heading to the Quidditch pitch for practice. Annabelle Weasley was waiting with the rest of the team near the pitch, all of them with their Quidditch robes on. "You're late, Renesmee," she said slightly annoyed. "Get your robes and your Firebolt and let's get on with practice. I have some new moves to try out and one of them is really tricky for you. It's called the Wronski Feint. Viktor Krum did it at the 422nd Quidditch World Cup against Ireland in 1994. Uncle Harry was there to watch it along with Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. According to them, Krum actually did great then. Ireland won the match but Krum caught the Snitch."

"Sorry I'm late, Annabelle," Renesmee said hurriedly. " woke up a little later than I wanted to." She dressed quickly in her Quidditch robes, grabbed her Firebolt and met the team at the pitch once more. They went to the middle and everyone flew up in the air as soon as the seven balls were out of the chest. The Bludgers went first along with the Quaffle and the Snitch. Annabelle wanted everyone on the team to act like it was a real match so Renesmee didn't hold back on her speed or agility during the practice session. She dodged the Bludgers hit by the Gryffindor Beaters Reginald Salvadore and Fred Weasley, then she zig-zagged between the Chasers before she could even find the Golden Snitch. "Time to try that Wronski Feint thing Annabelle was talking about," she muttered. "Annabelle! I'm going to try that Wronski Feint now!"

"Okay!" Annabelle shouted as she carried the Quaffle toward the Keeper and threw the red ball. The Keeper kicked it away from the goalpost. "Do it now!" Renesmee nodded, dove straight down toward the ground then pulled off before crashing into the the gorund. She heard a few gasps from the stands and saw Buffy and Dawn (who made up apparently after their little row the night before) along with Albus, Rose, Willow, Mr. Giles, Faith and a few others. Annabelle blew her whistle then called for everyone to huddle up. "That was good, Renesmee. Keep practicing the Wronski Feint and you'll get the hang of it later. You were a bit off on the first try, but you'll get it soon. Trust me, you'll need it for our match against Slytherin this year. I hear Scorpius Malfoy is working on some new moves."

"Thanks for the info," Renesmee said with a sly grin. "He's gonna love this, then." The Gryffindor team went to the changing rooms with her and Renesmee met up with everyone at the entrance. "I didn't mean to scare you guys with the new move, but Annabelle wanted me to learn it."

"It's fine," said Rose smiling. "You were incredible with that move!" Renesme grinned which got wider when Rose gave her a bit of good news. "I talked to Lorcan Scamander during breakfast this morning and he says he'll go with me on a date to Hogsmeade today!"

"Oh my God, that's wonderful!" Renesmee said with a squeal, then frowned. "Aw crap! I forgot to ask Jake something." She looked at Dawn and said, "I'll meet you by main gates, Dawn. I have to talk to Jake for a minute." She took off at a run toward the castle and found Jacob talking with Angel in the entrance hall. "Jake! Jake, I need to talk to you!" Jake turned and asked what she wanted. "It's about Dawn, Buffy's sister. Would you like to go with her to Hogsmeade today? She really wants to go with you."

Jake looked taken aback but agreed. "Uh, sure, I'll go with her," he said then gave a sly smile with a wink. "Who are you going with?"

"I'm going to ask Scorpius." Renesmee said nervously. "I know he dumped me last year, but I think we should at least hang out or something so I'll see you guys at Hogsmeade!" Angel tried to talk to her but she was already sprinting to the dungeons. Scorpius was just coming out of the Slytherin common room with his friends when she came up. "Hey, Scorpius," she said smiling. "Would you like to come with me to Hogsmeade? Dawn and Jacob Black are going together and I...well, I just thought we could hang out." Scorpius nodded. "Thanks. How about we meet up at the Three Broomsticks?" He nodded again and she hugged him gently. "Good. See you there."

When Renesmee entered Hogsmeade Village, she felt as if she were in Diagon Alley all over again. There were so many shops that she could check out like Zonko's Joke Shop and a large number of other places that Renesmee felt she would like to visit. She walked to the Three Broomsticks and, upon opening the door, was greeted by a trio of shrunken heads. "Welcome to the Three Broomsticks!" one of them said excitedly. "You must try our butterbeer. It's really delicious."

"How would you know?" said the second shrunken head bitterly. "We just hang around greeting people!" Renesmee shook her head and walked past them into the pub and took a seat at an empty table. Ron and Hermione Weasley were sitting at another table in deep conversation. "How rude," said the second head as he stared at Renesmee. "That girl is just...rude."

Renesmee stood up when Scorpius entered. His sleek white-blonde hair was combed backward and fell past the collar of his black travelling cloak. She glanced at her outfit which was a just a blue sweatshirt underneath her cloak and a plum-purple scarf around her neck. Her bronze hair was flying everywhere because of the autumn wind that picked up as she walked and Renesmee took out a black headband and slid it behind her ears to hold her hair so it wouldn't be so messy. "Nice," said Scorpius with a smile as he sat down. "Wind does wonders to your hair, doesn't it?" Renesmee gave a small smile and said nothing. "Look, about the letter I sent last year...I just thought we were..."

"Too young? Yeah, I understand," Renesmee interrupted him. "Don't worry, I forgive you." Scorpius grinned and ordered two bottles of butterbeer when Madam Rosmerta came by. "Look, I really like you, Scorpius, there's no denying that." She blushed a little when she said this aloud but she didn't really care. "My heart pounds hard whenever I see you or when our hands touch. I guess what I'm trying to say is...do you want to give 'us' another shot before we go for other people?"

Scorpius glanced around the pub to make sure nobody else heard what Renesmee said then leaned forward. "I guess we can give things another shot, but let's take things slow, okay?" She nodded. "Good. Are you done with your butterbeer?"

"I prefer blood over human food," said Renesmee quietly. "I've been that way since I was born. Of course, I was rapidly aging at the time, but..." Scorpius shushed her and pointed to Ron and Hermione who had burst into laughter at their table. Renesmee let her enhanced hearing take over and she listened to their conversation.

"...and remember when Slughorn came in and was very intoxicated?" Ron said panting from his laughter. "He called me Wallenby and then asked you and Harry to come to his Christmas party?"

"Yes, I quite remember it," Hermione said after her laughter wore off, "but I'm still laughing at the time when Harry used Felix Felicis to get that memory from Horace. He walked out of the common room and said hi to the first person that walked in! From what Harry told me, he scared Horace pretty badly at the greenhouses while Horace was cutting leaves from a Venomous Tentacula plant. Harry didn't mean to, but he couldn't help it." Ron started laughing again and nearly spilled his butterbeer down his front. "On a serious note, I went through the Black family history and found Jacob Black's name in there. It turns out that Sirius's mother was actually Jacob's father's cousin! Jacob and Sirius are related and that means he's related to the Malfoys!"

"I always thought there was some connection between Jacob and Sirius," Ron whispered, "but I could never figure it out." Hermione shook her head in disbelief and muttered something that Renesmee couldn't hear. "Well, I better get back to work. Harry'll have my head if I don't start patrolling the corridors and the grounds for those bloody vampires." Hermione nodded and they both walked to the door but stopped at Renesmee's table. "Oh, hello, Renesmee. Good to see you've made it to Hogsmeade."

"Yeah, I was supposed to be having a girls' day with Dawn Summers but I thought she could use some time with Jacob Black." Renesmee said with a grin. "I have no clue where they are at this point."

"Let's just hope they're not at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop," Ron said with a grimace. "Back in our fifth year, Harry went there with Cho Chang and things ended up badly. And that was on Valentine's Day." He shuddered. "Harry wasn't really upset about it because all Cho did was cry because of Cedric Diggory. Harry got tired of it and finally ended it between them."

"I would too," said Scorpius, "if it was me. Grief is one thing but obsession..." He shook his head then looked at Renesmee. "Would you like to accompany me to the Shrieking Shack?" Renesmee drained the last bit of her butterbeer in her bottle then the two of them headed to a rundown shack in the outskirts of Hogsmeade. "Teddy Lupin's father Remus was a werewolf," he told Renesmee as they stood by the barbed-wire fence around the shack. "Remus Lupin was turned by a werewolf with a mad obession for children named Fenrir Greyback. Every time on the full moon, Remus would go to the Shrieking Shack with Sirius Black, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew, all of whom turned into Animagi to leave the castle after hours just to do this."

"Interesting," said Renesmee grinning. "I was wondering why this place is called the Shrieking Shack and now I know. Buffy would love this place, don't you think? Because of the creepiness?" Scorpius chuckled and stood back a bit. "What?"

"Dad told me the first time Harry Potter went to Hogsmeade under his Invisibility Cloak, he threw snowballs at my father because he called Hermione Weasley - her name was Hermione Granger at the time - a Mudblood." Scorpius said laughing. "Needless to say, Harry didn't take to the word that well." When Renesmee asked what the word 'Mudblood' meant, his eyes narrowed. "It's a foul term to describe a witch or wizard with non-magical parents. Not something you'd hear in a civilized conversation."

"I see," said Rensmee seriously. "I was pretty upset during my very first trip to Gringotts. The goblin there implied that I was an abomination and a freak of nature for being a vampire-human hybrid." Tears formed in her eyes but she forced them back. "It still hurts hearing a goblin say that. That's why I'm so glad I have you and the Potter and Weasley families because you're so accepting when it comes to a half-breed like me."

Scorpius took Renesmee's hands in his own and looked into her brown eyes with his steel-grey eyes and said with definity, "Renesmee Cullen, I don't give a rat's fart if you're half-vampire. You are the sweetest, most wonderful person I've ever met and I don't regret ever getting to know you." This time, Renesmee let the tears fall. "You're crying. Are they happy tears?"

"Yes, dummy!" Renesmee laughed through her tears. "You honestly think I'd be sad after you said this?" She pulled him into a hug and sniffled a bit. "Thank you for saying that. I know you really mean it."

"Of course I do," Scorpius whispered. "I mean every word." He wiped her tears with the sleeve of his cloak and brushed a stray strand of curly bronze hair behind her ear and held her gaze. Silence fell as they headed back to the castle. Dawn and Jacob were talking and laughing as they walked back. Scorpius smiled and said, "Did you have fun?"

"Oh we sure did," said Jacob. His smile reached ear-to-ear and the corners of his eyes crinkled. "Dawn was telling me some really awesome stories about her life in Sunnydale before it turned into a crater. The one we were laughing at was when Willow accidentally made everyone lose their memories. Dawn, would you like to tell them the story while we walk to the castle?"

"Willow and her girlfriend Tara were fighting about Willow using too much magic and told her to stop." Dawn said with a frown. "Willow cast a spell to make Tara and Buffy forget about whatever problems they had but the spell went bad. The crystal Willow used turned black and we all lost our memories and had to find out who we were. I had a necklace with my name on it so Buffy figured my name out but I tried to be funny and said it could be 'Umad' and Buffy named herself Joan."

"Joan?" Renesmee said laughing. "She doesn't look much like a Joan." They had reached the school and were going inside.

"Dawn, are you talking about the time when we lost our memories?" Buffy asked. Dawn nodded. "Renesmee, did you bring the Pensieve Harry gave you for your birthday last year?" Renesmee nodded. "Okay, let's go to my office and I'll show you the memory." They walked into Buffy's office. Renesmee placed the Pensieve on Buffy's desk and Buffy extracted the memory and poured it in. "Ready? One...two...three!" They all dove headfirst into the Pensieve and landed in a large room with a few tables and a large number of magickal items. "That's the Magic Box. This is after everyone woke up and Spike fell off the counter screaming like a girl."

Giles was there and smiling. "I'm Rupert." he said and Spiked laughed at his name. "What is your name, then?"

"Um..." Spike said and looked at a tag on the inner part of his jacket. "'Given with love, Randy." He looked angry when he looked up at Giles. "Randy Giles?" he said incredulously, "Why not just call me Horny Giles or Desperate-For-A-Shag Giles?" The memory ended at that point and everyone came back to Buffy's office laughing hard.

"What are you laughing about?" Spike asked as he walked into the room. Buffy told him what they saw. "Oh, that? I thought you'd show them the time when you were looking for a job and went drinking with me. Remember? Every time you took a drink, you said 'Blah!' and you insulted a demon game of poker."

"You used kittens as money!" Buffy reminded him with disgust in her tone. "Kittens, of all animals! Why couldn't you and your demon friends use regular money instead?"

"They used kittens?" Jacob repeated in the same disgusted tone of voice. "That's just weird." Spike growled at him but said nothing. "Well, that was fun, but I've got to report to the Aurors. See you guys later." He gave Dawn a hug then retreated out the door.

"Swell guy, that bloke," said Spike. "Smells funny, but a good boy." Renesmee scoffed and walked away. "What? What did I say?" Renesmee stopped at the doorway and, without looking at him, said, "Jacob Black is a shape-shifter and can turn into a large wolf. That's why he smells funny. And I would appreciate it if you back off." Spike looked alarmed at her tone but said nothing. "Thank you." she said sweetly then went to the Great Hall for dinner.

After dinner, Renesmee was climbing the stairs to the portrait of the Fat Lady on the seventh floor when Lilith Demona called her name. "Oh! Hi, Lilith," Renesmee said taken aback slightly. Lilith was a few steps below her and smiled. "What do you want?"

"Oh, nothing really," said Lilith casually. "I just thought you'd want to hang out sometime this weekend. I know things have been pretty odd lately while you've been here...but I thought you could use another friend...someone different."

"Uh," Renesmee said uncertainly, "Lilith, you're very sweet, but I really don't have a lot of time to hang out this weekend. Tomorrow's the first Quidditch match of the season against Slytherin and I need to be ready. Sorry." Lilith didn't look hurt or offended. She merely walked away in silence. Renesmee shook her head and, said the password and went into the common room. Her parents were there talking with Rose and Albus. "Hey, Mom. Hi, Dad." she said smiling at them. Bella and Edward looked at her and replied their greetings. "W-what are you doing in the common room?"

"Oh, we thought we'd stop in and say hi to everyone," said Bella casually. Renesmee put a hand on her hip and gave her mother the 'tell-me-the-truth' look. "Okay, we want to see if you did your homework, but we still wanted to say hi."

Renesmee rolled her eyes and said in an annoyed tone, "I don't have any homework right now, Mom, and didn't I ask you guys not to check on my homework?" Bella smiled apologetically and stood up. "You don't have to leave..."

"Harry's expecting us, dear," said Edward quietly. "We have to patrol the grounds and the Forbidden Forest tonight, but we will be at your Quidditch match tomorrow morning. Love you." He gave her a hug then followed Bella through the portrait hole and they were gone.

"I love my parents," Renesmee said with a sigh, "but they drive me absolutely crazy!" Rose grinned as they changed into their pajamas and climbed into their four-poster beds. "Dad's getting on me about homework...after he promised not to! Again, I love my parents, but they drive me absolutely crazy!"

Renesmee slept badly that night. Right after she drifted off to sleep, she dreamed about doing the Wronski Feint move in front of the entire school during the first Quidditch match of the season, but that dream was interrupted by another one...a dream that seemed very real to her. Master Moloch, one of the three Fallen Angels, was pacing his new hideout and had now obtained a human form. He was tall, skeletally thin and very pale. He had sleek black hair that fell past his shoulders and wore a pair of trousers made of a stretchy material of some sort. "Where is my new servant, Harmony?" Moloch asked softly. His voice sounded much like her father's but only in a British accent.

"He's in the cellar, Master," Harmony said. Renesmee noticed that the blonde vampire was on her knees wearing a black dress. "I found him in Malfoy Manor over the summer."

"Good," said Moloch with a smile. "From what I heard from a few of the old Death Eaters in Azkaban - yes, many of them have heard of me - this man is a coward and betrayed his previous master...bring him in." Harmony went through another door to the right and returned moemnts later with a short man with graying hair and a bald spot on the back of his head. The man had one normal hand and the other hand was made of silver. "This is him?" Harmony nodded. "Excellent. Welcome, my friend. You know who I am?"

The man nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Y-yes..." he whimpered. "Y-you are Moloch, one of the three Fallen Angels of old." Moloch's grin turned into a smile and stopped in front of the man. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Well, I could kill you," Moloch said slowly, "but I need you." The man on the ground released a sigh of relief. Moloch paced in front of the man then stopped, his violet eyes gleaming slightly in the merry fire crackling in the fireplace behind him. "I'll turn you into one of us...a creature of the night...a vampire."

"No...please!" the man whimpered. "I know I'm of no use to you as a human, but...I can help!"

"HA! said a deep voice from behind Moloch. The man on the ground gasped as another pale man entered the room. Renesmee's eyes widened as she saw Belial practically gliding into the room wearing black robes. He had curly blonde hair and the corners of his eyes crinkled when he laughed. "You, a mediocre wizard help us? Unbelievable!"

"I can!" the man protested. "I ressurrected my old master, Lord Voldemort, after the Triwizard Tournament! I performed a ritual containing the bone from the Dark Lord's Muggle father, my own flesh, and the blood of Harry Potter!"

"Silence!" Moloch hissed and knelt down to the man's level. "As of tonight, you will no longer be just a wizard...you will be more powerful than your former master...you will be immortal!" Moloch opened his mouth wide and fangs sprouted, venom dripping from the tips of the fangs. Moloch bent forward and sank his fangs into the man's neck and the coward of a man screamed as if he were dying...which he was, but not totally...and Renesmee woke up.

"I have to see Harry!" she told herself as she threw on her night gown, slippers and grabbed her wand and the Marauder's Map from her trunk. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," she said and tapped the map with the tip of her wand. Writing appeared on the parchment and she ventured through the castle to find Harry Potter, the one person who Renesmee knew would understand about weird dreams like this. One glance at the map told her that Harry was in the headmistress's office so she headed toward that way, said the password and knocked on the door. Harry opened it. "I'm sorry to bother you, Harry, but...I had a weird dream a few minutes ago."

Harry sat down and listened to her dream in silence and, even after Renesmee finished reciting her dream, he was still silent. Harry glanced over at the portrait of Albus Dumbledore and said, "What do you make of this, Professor?"

Dumbledore's blue eyes turned to Renesmee and she felt that he was somehow trying to X-Ray her or something. "I assure you, Harry, that Renesmee is not having the same dreams you had when Voldemort was at large." he said in a resigned tone. "However, I must ask you, Harry, to gather your Aurors and prepare for another battle. If Peter Pettigrew is indeed still alive and being turned into a vampire, I believe we are all in mortal danger."

Renesmee's eyes widened in shock and she stammered, "A-are you saying that my d-dream is actually real?" Dumbledore nodded slowly. "You're saying this is actually happening?" He nodded again. "But how could I see what's happening when I don't have that kind of ability? I'm not like Aunt Alice or Professor Scamander! I'm just...me!"

"I believe," said Harry, "that your fear of Moloch and Belial gaining an army of vampires somehow caused you to have a vision of sorts...something that is quite unnatural." He pointed at the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead that hadn't hurt for nearly twenty-two years. "During my fifth year, Voldemort was able to use the connection between us...the bit of soul latched onto my own...to send me fake visions. One of them got my godfather killed in the Ministry of Magic." Harry's eyes sparkled with tears and Renesmee ran up to hug him so he would feel better. Of course, Renesmee wasn't thinking about what she was doing and touched his face with her hands and he heard her voice in the back of his head whisper 'I'm sorry'. "It's okay, Renesmee. Right now, I think Dumbledore's right. We should prepare for another battle."