Chapter 3 Hermione's POV

"Who is this?" Jasper asked pointing to a picture that he was holding.

Jasper and I was in the living room of my new house unpacking boxes labeled 'nix-knacks'. The other Cullens and Bella were around somewhere cleaning and what not. Minus Carlisle who was called into the hospital some time during the night and Rosalie who was still being a bitch. Looking at the pictures full of my friends, some who were alive and some who were not, was hard and I was glad I didn't have to go through it alone.

Glancing up at him I replied, "That's Charlie and Bill Weasley. That picture was taken the summer before my fifth year." I had went to Romania with Bill to visit Charlie for two weeks and also to help him decipher some ancient runes he was having trouble with. At this time Bill still worked for the Goblins as a curse breaker and Charlie was still a dragon tamer. During the two weeks we were there the three of us became really close and still kept in contact when I went off to school. When they moved back to London to join the Order we became even closer. Now Bill was married to Fleur with a baby on the way and Charlie had started working with the twins in their joke shop but we still wrote regularly.

"What do you mean by 'fifth year'?" He asked.

"At my School we went by years, like first year, second year. There was seven years all together." I explained.

"Oh. So how old were you when you started at this school?"

"Eleven and I graduated when I was seventeen."

"So you won't be attending school here?" He sounded a little depressed which confused me greatly.

"Well I was thinking about it. My school's curriculum was different than most, especially American's." I replied carefully I didn't want to give too much away about Hogwarts. "What grade are you in?"

"Rose, Emmett and I are seniors, while Edward and Alice are juniors along with Bella."

"Oh cool. Rosalie and Emmett are they…um together?" I hadn't seen them kiss or anything but I had noticed the little glances and the way they seemed to gravitate towards one another.

"Yes. I know it's a little weird but they're not blood related and they love each other."

"I wasn't going to judge. As long as their happy together that's all that matters. Besides I've seen the way they look at each other." It was a look that only couples who was truly in love with each other used. There was a pause in the conversation after that, each of us focused on the task at hand

"So who is this?" Jasper asked again. He was holding up a picture of the Weasleys, Harry, and I standing in front of the Burrow. It was before the war so Fred was in it and George still had his ear. We were squished together with big smiles on all of our faces.

"The red heads are all of the Weasleys. The black haired boy standing next to me is Harry Potter. The Weasleys basically adopted Harry and I. Harry practically lived with them during the holidays since he lost his parents when he was just a year old. When my parents were killed Molly and Arthur Weasley basically became my parents. Even though I didn't live with them they always came over and made sure I was alright and they always treated me as one of their own."

"They must be great people to take you both in after having so many children already." Jasper commented smiling.

"Oh they're the best. The red head who had his arm flung around Harry is Ron. The three of us was and still are best friends." I said with a small smile myself. Thinking about the Weasleys and all of the holidays that were spent with them brought back some really good memories. "That's the DA." I informed him pointing to the next picture before I could stop myself. My eyes got wide and I mentally berated myself for being so careless.

Jasper cocked an eyebrow and asked, "The DA?"

"Um…it was a club Harry, Ron and I created during our fifth year." I explained quickly

"Oh. None of you look very happy in this picture." Jasper informed me with a slight frown. It was true. Nobody was smiling, not even Collin Creevy, and you could see the sadness and the fear in each students' eyes. Looking at this picture and thinking about what happened that year brought tears to my eyes and opened up a whole lot of memories that were best forgotten. I shook my head and willed the sobs that I could feel threatening to make their way out of my body back.

I felt waves of calm crash over me and was extremely grateful for it even though it confused me greatly. I pushed my confusion away and answered Jasper with a simple, "times were tough then," before going back to unpacking boxes. We continues working with very little conversation after that. Jasper would comment on something or ask about a picture and I would answer. Thankfully the questions were all about happy memories and I was able to push past the painful ones for a while. I was in a much better mood when the others came in.

Emmett immediately flopped on my new cream colored couch and announced, "I officially hate cleaning."

I giggled at him before thanking everybody for their help. They, of course said it was no problem, that I didn't need to thank them, etc, etc.

"Well I best be off. I have some cleaning I need to do around the house. You kids have fun and be good." Esme commanded, directing her last comment at Emmett who was still sprawled out on my couch.

"Aw come on Mom I'm always good." Emmett replied with a pout making me and everybody else roll their eyes.

"Sure you are sweetie." She said simply with a pat to his head. She smiled at all of us waved and left.

"So what do you guys want to do now?" Bella asked sitting in Edward's lap as always.

"We could watch a movie I think I remember unpacking them and putting them in that cubby under the T.V." I suggested pointing to which cubby I was talking about.

Emmett moved towards it and took a minute to look through my very limited DVD collection before grinning and pulling out 'The Hangover'. We all agreed and spent the next 2 hours laughing and making fun of the movie.

Jasper's POV (Finally)

(His and Hermione's first meeting)

I was lonely. It's as simple as that. Being constantly around mated couples would do that to a vampire. Alice understood and that is why we went away together to hunt as often as we did. We weren't together in the sexual sense. Alice was saving herself for her mate and as for me; well I wasn't a virgin by any means. I had fucked many women over the years, going a century without sex was something I refused to do, but that was all I did. There was never any emotional attachment and if one of the women did begin to have feelings for me I would leave and never hook up with them again.

Even though I enjoyed these escapades I wanted a mate. I wanted someone to love and who would love me. I wanted to feel the emotions I constantly felt around the others directed towards me for once. I wanted someone to spend eternity with. After Edward met Bella and discovered she was his mate my loneliness became worse. I was jealous of my brother. I was far older than Edward, in both vampire and human years, but he had found someone before I had. Alice understood like she always did. She didn't share in my feelings but she knew where I was coming from, so she just sat back and watched as I took my frustration out on the forest and surrounding area.

Eventually I calmed down and made friends with the human that my family had come to care so deeply for. I kept my distance because of my bloodlust but we still became close. Finally I became desensitized, if you will, to her scent and can even stand to be in her house with only a slight burn. That was where I found myself now, sitting in Bella's living room with my siblings watching T.V. I had wanted to go hunting but Alice insisted that I come along with them and I am not going to go against a physic. And I'm glad I didn't.

I had heard the motorcycle when it first started up the street where Chief Swan's house was located but thought nothing of it until it pulled up into the driveway. Bella shot a curious look at Edward who shrugged before climbing off his lap and leaving the room. "Do you know who it is Edward?" I asked.

"No. I can't hear their thoughts," he replied not taking his eyes off the door that Bella had left through. "Alice can you see them?"

"It's Bella's cousin, Hermione." She replied with a mischievous smile to me. I cocked an eyebrow at her in question but she simply smiled wider and looked away.

We heard Bella squealing at her cousin and had I not been a vampire I wouldn't have been able to comprehend what she said, she was speaking so quickly.

When her cousin spoke my heart would have stop if it had not already been dead. Her voice sounded like an angel's. I could listen to it all day. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm Jasper Whitlock, a war scarred vampire, I do not think things like this. If my brother Peter heard about this I would never hear the end of it. Edward shot me an amused smile before looking back at the door.

When Bella allowed her cousin inside it took all of my self-control to stay in my seat. She smelled fantastic. But not in the 'I want to suck you dry' kind of way, more of the 'I want to hold you down and mark you while you scream my name' kind of way. Edward shot me a disgusted look at this and I shrugged, I had absolutely no clue what was wrong with me. Beside me Alice was practically jumping up and down in excitement and Emmett was looking at her in bewilderment.

Finally Bella and her cousin made their way back to us. When I finally was able to see her all my thoughts melted away. It was just me and her. Nobody else mattered but the women in front of me. She was a little bit taller than Bella but not by much. Compared to me she would come to about my shoulder. She had ample breasts and curves in all the right places. Her legs looked like they would fit perfectly around me while I pounded….STOP IT! What was wrong with me?! Her eyes were a deep brown with flecks of blue and green in them that I could get lost in. She had caramel colored hair that hung in soft ringlets just past her shoulders.

She was skinny, almost like she didn't eat enough, with bags that could rival ours under her eyes. Hey eyes looked hollow like she had been through something horrible. Her emotions were alright on the surface but underneath that was a layer of sadness and quilt. I didn't like it. Those emotions made my beast rattle in its cage. I didn't know why she felt or looked that way but I did know that she was my mate and that it was my job to find out what happened and make it better.

Author's note

Not how I imagined this chapter would go but I hope you like it. I didn't plan on having Jasper's POV and I'm not sure how it turned out. Let me know what you think about it and give me your suggestions please.

~Beck