As an explanation for the Twilight half of the story, I give you this:

Because Harry figured out the whole vampire thing, Bella ended up never going to the vampire baseball game that day. In consequence, pretty much none of Twilight or Eclipse happened. The events of New Moon were almost identical, but with Bella having a younger brother living part time at home. When Edward did come back, Harry threatened to find a spell that could castrate vampires if Edward ever pulled anything like that again. When Bella went to Italy, Charlie was unaware, and she was uber grounded when she got home (think: more then the books, since Charlie knew everything vampire related) for putting herself in that sort of danger.

When the whole issue of marriage came up, Charlie gave his permission for Bella to be married and changed because he could see it made her truly happy, even if it didn't make Charlie himself happy. Breaking Dawn then continues pretty much as normal from this point forward, until we reach the confrontation with the Volturi, which happens during this chapter.

I was mostly just too lazy to type that whole part of the story up, since either nothing happens or its just a regurgitation of the books and it would be insanely boring to read.

Two years later

"Pass me tray two, won't you, Sarah?" Ben smirked, shaking his wire cutters in the air.

Sarah rolled her eyes, passing said tray over.

Harry bit his tongue, ignoring his friends. Carefully, he used the tip of his wand to lift wires out of the way. "Potestatem haberum," he whispered, activating his Magic Sight and watching carefully as the golden and silver threads leaked out of his wand. Carefully, he used a scalpel made of aluminum to part the strands, directing a current into two separate colored plastic chunks.

A wave, similar to the weave of a detection ward but riddled with tears, exploded from the small device on the table. Sarah and Ben, still bantering, caught the bad end of the semi ward. Sarah stumbled backwards, but managed to catch herself on the table. Ben, however, was thrown into a wall.

Mr. Graham stood up from across the room, running over. "You okay, Ben?"

Harry gaped at the table. The simple calculator was glowing with power.

Ben laughed, twisting his arm. "Felt like the backlash of a poorly brewed Quodpod potion." He winced, rubbing his shoulder. "What are you-"

"I did it," Harry whispered. "Merlin..." He yanked the calculator off of the tabled, flipped it over, and yanked out the Muggle batteries.

"Breakthrough," squeaked Sarah, watching Harry.

Harry placed the calculator down like it was a bomb. "Proin impetum!" he yelled at it, ducking when he finished. Everyone followed his lead.

Nothing happened.

Ben poked his head over the edge of the table. "Er, did we do it?"

"I think we did it..." Sarah was breathless. Harry cracked his knuckles and stood. "Harry! Don't!"

But Harry ignored her. He walked over, grabbed the calculator, and fiddled with it. "Look!" He thrust the gadget at Mr. Graham, who flinched away. "If you turn it upside down, it says Jello!"

The metal tray clinked as Sarah set it down. "Jello!" she shrieked. "You could've died! How does Jello make up for that?"

"I could have died," Sarah opened her mouth, but Harry beat her to it, finishing with, "but I didn't. So what's the use of fretting now? We did it!"

Ben laughed so hard, the papers around him drifted to the floor. "You two are going to get married someday," he cracked out. "You already argue like you are."

Harry winced, but recovered before anyone but Mr. Graham saw. 'Marriage,' he thought. 'If I don't die first.' It was a grim thought, and he did his best to shake it out of his head.

Mr. Graham smiled at the three kids. "I have some root beers hidden in my desk for a special occasion. I think this qualifies." He turned and started rummaging around inside one of his drawers, mumbling to himself.

His mobile started to buzz. Harry rolled his eyes. "Bella," he muttered, pulling out the bronze pouch that contained his phone. He walked out to the hallway. When the door closed behind him, he pulled out his phone. "Hello?"

"Harry," Bella breathed in relief.

"You going to let me come over now to see my niece?" Harry kind of joked. "Or is that 'vampire business' still in the way?"

"Not now," Bella growled. "Get Charlie and take him to Salem. Marti too. They aren't safe."

"What-"

"I'll explain later. Just do it!" And with that, she hung up.

"Snappy," Harry muttered, before sticking his head into the classroom. "Mr. Graham, I'm going to go floo my dad and tell him, okay? Sarah, want to come?"

"Er, okay-" started Mr. Graham.

"Sure." Sarah slid off the table she was sitting at and came over to the door. Soon they were in the Floo room, where the kids who lived a longer distance from the school came in on Mondays.

Praying that none of the other officers were in the house, Harry clearly called, "Swan Residence," into the fire. "Dad!"

"Kitchen!" his dad yelled right back. "What do you want?"

"Come to Salem via Floo now, I have huge news!" Harry made his voice sarcastic and cheerful at the same time. "Is Marti there? She should come too if she is. Hurry!"

"Give us a minute." Marti stuck her head into the room. "I'll have to clean up a bit. Don't want the house catching on fire again."

"That was an accident!" protested Harry, rolling his eyes to soften the blow. "Hurry." And he pulled his head out with a pop.

"So, what did Bella want?" Sarah asked nonchalantly. "Sounded urgent."

Harry sat on the floor and pulled out his phone. "She wanted me to get our parents out of Forks. Sounds like there's a situation."

"Aren't you worried?"

"Nope." He started taking out the battery on his phone. "She's a big, bad vampire. She can take care of herself."

"But- Harry!"

Harry had already popped the back off of his phone, and was looking at the inner workings. "Relax, Snow. I know what to do, and this time I'll tell you when to duck." He pulled an aluminum square out and stuck it in the phone.

"That so dangerous! I think you should wait-"

But Harry had already drown her out, preferring to think as he charged the metal.

"HARRY!"

"Potestatem haberum!"

The wall of magic came out of nowhere, blowing both of the siblings back. Harry hit the wall hard enough to knock the wind out of a man twice his size, before falling to his knees, gasping. Sarah wasn't as lucky, hitting the corner with a crack before falling to the ground. She cried out, tears burning from her eyes. She choked back a sob, before clutching her arm to her chest. "Harry!" she cried.

Harry was spread eagle, mouth open like a fish, desperately trying to pull air into his lungs. With great effort, he rolled over and pointed his wand at the phone."Proin impetum," he forced out, before letting his arm fall to the ground.

The floo flashed bright, spewing out Marti, who tripped and fell to the ground. When she looked up, she gasped. "Harry! Sarah!"

Again, the floo flashed, and Charlie stepped out. He took one look around the room, with Harry on the floor like a fish, Sarah clutching her arm, and Marti on her knees, and said, "Is there a punchline to this joke?" Soon, he was on the floor, Marti having punched the back of his knee. "Hey!"

Once everyone had calmed down, Marti asked, "So, what's the fuss?"

"I think I broke my arm," groaned Sarah, cradling her forearm to her chest.

"Magical backlash," explained Harry as he moved to help Sarah up. "For the good news, we figured out the method for working technology around magic."

"And the bad is..." trailed off Charlie, one eyebrow raised.

"Sarah broke her arm," Harry quipped, grinning.

"Harry broke my arm," shot Sarah at the same time, sending the aforementioned a dirty look. "And it hurts. Can we please get to the nurses office?"

"So, the big coven attacked because they thought Nessie was an immortal child, but you proved she wasn't and they left?" questioned Harry, looking at his older, immortalized sister.

Bella nodded, pulling Nessie into a tight hug. "Pretty much. Thanks for getting Dad and Marti out of there, I wasn't sure what the Volturi might pull." Her eyes flashed into a darker color as she thought about the possibility.

Harry waved his hand, brushing off the complement and effectively distracting her. "No problem. What else are little brothers for?"

For future updates:

My grandfather just passed away, so I'm leaving tomorrow for the funeral a state away. I'll be gone until Friday, but don't expect an update until Sunday. On Monday I'm leaving for a week long camp with no electronics (yes, I'm roughing it), and when I do get back, I'll have two days to prep for a trip to Europe. In Europe, updating will also be a no go, but I hope to get some great photos for the cover of this and my other stories. You've got that to look forward to. I'm hoping to update in those two days, but don't look forward to that.

So I got around to reading the book Divergent. It is amazing. I recommend it for those who are looking for a good read.

Review, it fuels the ever hungry muse.

~Wryder