Author's Note: I really hate when teachers assign a reading asignment when you are in the middle of a good series. Its even worse when two teachers do at the same time. Now I am trying to read Call of the Wild, Children of the River, Maximum Ride, and updating this. By the way, I am going to Cleveland for my cousin's bridal shower so I wont update till next Tuesday. I hope you will have the patience to wait until summer for an on scedule update, actually late June because I have a summer camp and am visiting Arkansas (where I lived until my parents moved, wish I could stay all year.). I thought I might want to give an update on that. And yes, Neville is Izzy's lover because he is the best character other than Sirius and even though Izzy is a bitch I need to put her with a good character that wont ruin any pairings that I love. She doesn't deserve him though. We'll see more romance action later, but I needed to get the plot rolling.

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Neville POV (because I know you want it.)

I was listening to the story, most of it not making sense, others were understandable. It was mostly about a lot of people I didn't know though. I started to play with my iPhone under the table. There was one game on there that was so addicting called DoodleJump. By the time I had broken my reccord, twice I notticed that the talkng from Sirius and Mahira was done. I looked up and they were playing tonsil hockey. I tried not to look. Ew.

I looked and saw a flash of long purple hair flash out the door. Izzy was wearing purple today. A really nice purple that completely drew out her blue eyes. What was she doing? Maybe she needs some alone time, I mean, its a lot to take in. Ten minutes later I heard the door slam. I rushed to it and I opened it long enough to see her apparate away. She had her extendable sized purse with her. Oh, god. She was running away. No, no, no, no. This can't be right. I had enough trouble when she was gone for seven weeks. What if she ends up lost for seven years?

I stumbled back in to the kitchen where everyone was standing. "Shes gone" I croaked, barely audible. "She apparated away, I'm sorry." Everyone started to talk, trying to figure out where she might have gone. I didn't pay attention though. I never told her. I never told her. I never told her. I repeated in my head, thinking of it, knowing that I should have said what I have planned to say for the last year.

"I can sniff her out." Sirius said, trying to convince everyone of how he should go try and find my Izzalator.

"No." I said. "Besides the entire 'mass murderer' idea that nearly all of the wizerding world thinks you are, she is obviously really pissed at you. I think it would be best if Mahira and I went to find her ourselves. If she could explain it would work, and Izzy and I are really good friends. I doubt she would listen to anyone else other than Mahira seeing as I think that she is the one that made her go." Mahira looked a bit hurt.

He looked convinced. That was perfect. I needed to tell her something a bit important that I had postponed for th elast five years. A bit important? No that was an understatement. It was like calling You-know-who scary or Hagrid big. No, it was the most important thing in my life. the idea I had to wake up to. I am in love with Izzy Black.

Izzy POV

I woke up the next morning in Mrs Clearwater's bed and breakfast. The bed was a bit uncomfortable, mostly cold because I usually slept under a mountain of blankets that made me wake up sweating in the morning, but I was (amazingly) able to get out before seven. I put on one of the muggle outfits I had packed: skinny jeans and a t-shirt that advertised some movie called Twilight that I had under no condition ever heard of, even if I did I doubted that it related to my life. I walked downstairs to the kitchen. Leah's mother was cooking breakfast.

"Good morning Mrs Clearwater." I said cheerfullly.

"Morning Izzy, but please, call me Sue." Said Mrs- I mean- Sue, looking up as a group of rather large, rather shirtless guys walked through the door. One of which, I recognized. It was Jacob Black. I had flirted information out of him on the Cullens because I needed an excuse as to why I knew what the Cullens were. It was rather interesting to hear the Quileutes point of view. I never expected him to go walking around shirtless though, showing off his mighty fine abbs. They walked over to Sue to see what she was cooking. They surrounded her trying to get a peek.

"Yo mom." said one of the younger members, who I recognized as Seth Clearwater. "What are you cooking?"

"Food enough for an army, but probably enough to feed one of you." Sue said jokingly. I think.

"And it will be ready... when?" Another one asked.

"Ten minutes." Sue said. "Maybe sooner. A watched pot never boils."

The boy growled with impatience. Wait. Growled? Humans dont growl. I needed to check out more of them then their abbs. I metamorphosed my eyes to have stronger sight. They looked human, but I could tell that they weren't. There was something rough about their skin that made me think there was more on the inside than what was showing. They aren't human I thought, but if they aren't human, then what are they?