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I told ya'll that you could expect chapter ten up soon! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter ten – Explanations and Reactions

Elizabeth's P.O.V.

"That… honestly went better than I expected it to."

Emmett and I were seated on the couch in the living room at my house. We'd just gotten back from his house.

The Cullens had explained to me that each of them had their own special 'power' of sorts. Edward had the ability to read minds. He'd explained that there were only two exceptions to his ability—Bella and me. He said that I was like was nothing was even there.

Alice had told me that she could see the future, most of the time. She said that she had seen me coming to Forks, she just hadn't known when. She also said that she saw me together.

"But," she had said after I explained to them about my magic. "That still doesn't explain why I didn't see this—you telling us your secret. I usually see something important like this."

"It's probably my magic," I'd said. "Same for you, Edward. It forms a… shield, I guess, around me. It protects me from things like someone reading my mind or seeing my future."

Jasper could control people's emotions.

"Not control," he'd corrected. "Just… bend them to my will."

"So… control," I'd said cheekily.

Emmett had strength. He said—quite smugly, might I add—that he was stronger than most vampires.

Bella didn't have The Thirst, as the Cullens had called it. Or, she could control it better than most vampires.

According to the other Cullens, Esme had the ability to love no matter what. All the while, Esme had protested that she didn't have any talents or powers. The others had studiously ignored her.

Carlisle had the ability to control his Thirst while drinking human blood. That's how he had bitten and changed the others—minus Bella—without killing them.

Even Bella had admitted that she probably wouldn't have been able to control herself the first time drinking human blood.

I had explained to them that I was a witch—shocking all of them, minus Emmett.

I had explained to them that I could do magic. And to prove to them that I could, I took out my wand and cast my Patronus.

They had all gaped at the beautiful stag that was galloping across the room.

I had explained to them that a Patronus could protect you from Dementors, creatures that could suck out your soul and take away all your good memories and make the bad ten times worse.

I explained that my father—who was a wizard—could turned into a stag at will and that my Patronus was his way of protecting me, even after death.

Alice had squealed and said, "Elizabeth! You have to teach me how to do that!"

I chuckled as I put away my wand and explained that there was a lot more to magic that just waving a wand and saying some funny words. You had to feel that magic and let it flow through you and out of your wand. And that took years of practice.

Carlisle had been fascinated with me. He said he'd known that witches and wizards were out there, but had never met one personally, only heard stories. He wondered how he hadn't been able to sense that we—Sirius, Remus, and I—weren't normal.

"We took special precautions to make sure that no one figures out what we were," I had said. "That's why we moved here, to live a normal life."

And then came the question I didn't want anyone to ask.

Alice asked, "Why do witched and wizards hate vampires and vise-versa?"

I shared a look with Carlisle and I knew that he knew the story too.

I took a deep breath, "Legend has it that at the beginning of time, there was a wizard who had a wife and two kids—a boy and a girl—"

"Oh, what were their names?" Alice asked excitedly, and Jasper smack his forehead.

I stared at her incredulously, "I don't know. Jack and Jill." I cleared my throat, "Anyone, one day, while the wizard was out visiting a friend, a vampire killed his family out of cold blood. In a fit of rage, the wizard killed the vampire and vowed to wipe out all the other vampires in the world. But the vampire's mate killed him before he could go through with his plane. Vampires and magical folk have been feuding ever since."

"So, it was all because of vampires that this whole thing started," Bella said, looking down. Edward put his arm around her.

I stared down at my hands for a moment before looking back up, "I don't hold anything against any of you for a past vampire's mistakes. You're not like him."

Emmett's arm tightened considerably around me and Esme, tears that would never be shed shining in her eyes, got up and hugged me.

"Thanks you, Elizabeth," Carlisle said, smiling.

"I'm guessing we can't tell your guardians about us, thought, can we?" Edward spoke.

I shook my head, "I'll tell them when I think they're ready, but if they found out now, they would move us right back to London without a second thought."

"Well, then," Carlisle clapped his hands. "They won't find out until you say so."

After another half hour of comfortable conversation with the Cullens, Emmett announced that he and I should go.

So we'd driven to my home in a comfortable silence.

And now we were at my house, seated comfortably on the couch.

Emmett chuckled, "How did you expect it to go?"

"I don't know, but I honestly didn't expect it to go so well."

Emmett grinned, pulled me closer to his chest, and kissed the top of my head, "Well, I'm just glad I don't have to hide anything from you anymore. You know everything."

Not everything.

My mind unconsciously went to when Eva had explained about Emmett's last girlfriend, the one who was killed. This subject had been bothering me endlessly since Emmett and I got together.

And before I knew it, I had blurted, "But what about your last girlfriend?" I then slapped a hand to my mouth and stared at him with side eyes.

Emmett looked at me with poorly concealed shock, "What?"

I cleared my throat and looked away, my face burning in embarrassment, "N-nothing. I'm sorry. It came out before I could stop it. Never mind."

"No," Emmett put his thumb under my chin and made me look at him. His eyes were gentle, "What is it, love? Talk to me."

My face turned an even darker shade of red, "W-well, my first day at the high school, my friends were telling me that you looked so… so… depressed because your last girlfriend had died, and I was just wondering…"

He stared at me.

I turned my face away and mumbled, "Never mind. You don't have to tell me."

Emmett chuckled without humor, "Rosalie… she's, ah, a touch subject for me."

"You're not over her."

"No, I'm not."

Wow, that hurt. Was he just using me to get over his last girlfriend? Was I just another girl on the sidewalk to him?

But, then again… was I over Cedric?

Emmett continued, "do you remember Carlisle telling you about the Volteri?" (A/N: Spelling?)

I nodded.

"They killed her."

I looked up at him sharply.

Emmett smoothed my hair and kissed my forehead, "We were living in Alaska at the time. We weren't careful enough. Didn't cover our tract as well as we should have. People started to sense that we were abnormal. And soon enough, they figured out what we are. It was mostly the elderly people who believed in the old stories of the 'Cold Ones.'

"These people were smart, Elizabeth. They knew how to protect themselves. They knew how to keep vampires from coming in or going out of the town. But they didn't tell anybody else in the town. Didn't want to frighten them.

"We were forced into hiding. Carlisle build an underground safe house, I guess. There was enough blood supply down there to last a while.

"But that supply ran out after about a year. We couldn't risk going out to get more, because people were still on alert.

"We went years—years, Elizabeth—without blood of any kind. We starved. When the elders, the people who knew what we were, died off, we were almost insane. That's what happens when a vampire goes too long with food, Elizabeth.

"As soon as we were out, we all fled in different directions. Rosalie ended up in the Smokey Mountains, just outside of Gatlinburg, Tennessee. She was looking for black bear, that was her favorite.

"But she ended up near a trail that had a bunch of hikers on it. She caught one whiff and—"

"Lost control," I whispered, tears filling my eyes.

Emmett nodded, his eyes staring at the wall emotionlessly, "She killed ten people that day, Elizabeth. And the Volteri killed her for it."

I buried my face in his chest as my tears spilled over, "I-I'm so sorry, Emmett."

Emmett lifted my chin up and kissed me sweetly, "I have you now. That's all that matters."

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"Elizabeth," a voice whispered in my ear. "Time to wake up."

I opened my eyes groggily. I was lying on Emmett's chest. I'd obviously fallen asleep while watching a movie.

I looked up at Emmett and kissed his chin, smiling, "Hi."

Emmett smiled, "I have to go."

"Why?" I whined.

Emmett chuckled, "Remus is about to open the door."

I heard the door open. I shot off Emmett's lap and we both sat up.

Remus came in and stopped when he saw Emmett. "Oh, he said smiling warmly at Emmett. "Hello."

To anybody that didn't know Remus like I did, they would think that he was calm, cool, and collected.

But his eyes had gone from amber to gold when he saw Emmett. There was an underlining tone of hostility in his voice. He'd smelled Emmett.

He knew.

"Would you like some tea?" he asked Emmett.

Emmett stood, "Thanks you, sir. But I was just leaving."

"No, really," Remus said. "Have some tea."

"I really should be going, sir," Emmett said. "Bye, Elizabeth."

And he was gone.

Remus watched him leave, and then turned to me, his face livid. He approached me, grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me roughly.

"Do you know what he is?" he hissed at me. "Do you know—"

I stayed silent, knowing that he would rant himself out.

And he did.

Thirty minutes later.

He let me go and sighed deeply. "I'm calling Sirius. We're going back to Hogwarts."

"Remus, now!" I grabbed his wrist. "Please!"

"Elizabeth Rose, do you know how much danger that… that thing is putting you in! It could kill you!"

"That thing's name is Emmett!" I hissed at him. "It happens to be my boyfriend!"

Remus hissed a sigh through his teeth, "I am not having this conversation with you. Go start packing."

"No!" I grabbed both of his wrists to keep him still. "Remus, please, hear me out! For the first time since Cedric died, I feel like I can love and be loved. When I'm with Emmett, I feel like I don't have to worry about Voldemort or Death Eaters of any of that stuff. Please—please!—I'm begging you, Remus. Don't tell Sirius. Don't move us away."

Remus stared at me, hard. When he saw the tears in my eyes, he caved. He sighed and pulled me close, "Fine, I won't tell Sirius. Because he would move us without a second thought. And I can't bear to see that depressed, sad Elizabeth again. Not when I just got her back.

"But you listen to me, and then tell that th—Emmett—" he said the word with distaste "—too, that if he so much as harms one—one—hair on your head, I will kill him and then move us back to Hogwarts."

I threw my arms around his neck, "Thanks you, Moony!"

This chapter was for all of you that were wondering what happened to Rosalie and how Sirius and Remus were going to react. Or… Remus anyway. I haven't decided how Sirius is going to react, or how he's going to find out, for that matter, but anyhow…

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