Author's Note: This story has been on my mind for the past few months. I never acted upon it and I have already written rough drafts on it. I'm always improving the story. I'm going back and forth between the Harry Potter Series and the Twilight Saga. Most the descriptions and some spoken dialogue are from the books and other spoken dialogues are from the movies. It's Edward and an Orignial character. Stephenie Meyer owns all of the Twilight character and dialogue. JK Rowling owns Harry Potter related information. I only own Ella Jade Cullen and unfamiliar scenes. Please read and review. Any constructive criticism is appreciated.
I'd never given much thought to how I would die again – though I'd had reason enough before in the last few weeks – but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this. I stared helplessly across the long room, into the eyes of the hunter. He slowly stretched his arm out towards his latest victim… daring me to intervene. I knew that if I didn't come to Hogwarts, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
All was quiet on Privet Drive as it normally was during the night. The streetlamps were steadily lighting the streets. A lonely figure was walking towards the end of the road and stood. He found what he was looking for in his inside pocket. It seemed like a silver cigarette lighter. He flicked it open, held it up in the air, and clicked it. The nearest street lamp went out with a little pop. He clicked it again – the next lamp flickered into darkness. Twelve times he clicked the Put-Outer, until the only lights left on the whole street were two tiny pinpricks in the distance, which were the eyes of the cat watching him. "I should've known that you would be here, Professor McGonagall."
He turned to smile at the tabby, but it was gone. Instead he was smiling at a rather sever-looking woman who was wearing square glasses exactly the shape of the markings the cat had around its eyes. She, too, was wearing a cloak, an emerald one. Her black hair was drawn into a tight bun. She looked distinctly ruffled. "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?" she asked. "Could Lily and James Potter be dead?
"I'm afraid so, Professor," he responded.
"I've been hearing about it from the Muggles, I didn't want to believe it… Ooh, Albus…"
"I know… I know…" he said heavily.
"And the boy?"
"Voldemort did try to kill him, but he did not succeed. No one knows why or how, but they're saying that when couldn't kill Harry Potter, somehow his power broke – and that's why he's gone."
"So it's true!" Dumbledore nodded.
"How in the name of heaven did Harry survive?"
"I think I may have an idea but I honestly don't know."
"Are you planning to leave him here?" Dumbledore nodded. "They're the worst sort of Muggles. I saw their son, kicking his mother all the way up the street, screaming for treats."
"It's the best place for him," Dumbledore said firmly. "His aunt and uncle will be able to explain everything to him when he's older. I've written them a letter."
"A letter? Really, Dumbledore, you think you can explain all this in a letter? These people will never understand him! He'll be famous – a legend – I wouldn't be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter day in the future – every child in our world will know his name!"
"Exactly, it would be enough to turn any boy's head. Famous before he can walk and talk! Famous for something he won't even remember! Can't you see how much better off he'll be, growing up away from all that until he's ready to take it?"
Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, changed her mind, swallowed, and then said, "Yes – yes, you're right, of course. But how is the boy getting here?"
"Hagrid is bringing him. I must ask for your presence as I attend another meeting shortly after this, Minerva."
"Of course, Albus. Is it wise to trust Hagrid with something so important?"
"Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life," he said.
A low rumbling sound had broken the silence around them. It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the street for some sign of a headlight; it swelled to a roar as they both looked up at the sky – and a huge motorcycle fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them. If the motorcycle was huge, it was nothing to the man sitting astride it. He was almost twice as tall as a normal man and at least five times as wide. As soon as he got off the motorcycle, he said, "Professor Dumbledore, sir. Professor McGonagall."
"Where did you get the motorcycle?"
"Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir. Young Sirius Black lent it to me. I've got him, sir."
"No problems, I trust, Hagrid?"
"No, sir, little tyke fell asleep as we were flying over Bristol. Try not to wake him," he said as he gently handed the infant to Dumbledore's arms. "There you go."
Both Dumbledore and McGonagall walked toward front door of number four of Privet Drive, "Do you really think its safe, leaving him with these people? They're really are…" McGonagall couldn't help but ask again.
"… the only family he has," Dumbledore interrupted her. He laid the infant on the doormat in front of the door and then turned to Hagrid and noticed his crying, "There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all," he paused then turned back to the infant, "Good luck… Harry Potter." All three of them had turned away from the infant named Harry Potter. "Thank you, Hagrid. I will see you at Hogwarts. I have another matter to attend." He waited until Hagrid had left on the motorcycle. Dumbledore and McGonagall had walked back down the street. On the corner, he stopped and took out the silver Put-Outer. He clicked it once, and twelve balls of light sped back to their street lamps, so that Privet Drive glowed suddenly orange. He could just see the bundle of blankets on the step of number four.
"Albus, what is important that you need my presence at the engagement?"
"Did you receive a special letter about the Horcrux that You-Know-Who had created at the time he strived to kill Harry?"
"Yes, I did. I don't understand how he could have created it," she said sounding so confused.
"There is one rumor that may not have been acknowledged as of yet," he explained.
"And what is that?"
"There was a female vampire who had walked in at the same time he had fashioned it and she ended up receiving it as well," he stated.
"How many Horcruxes are there?" she asked.
"I'm afraid I do not have the answer to that, Minerva. We need to go and meet the female vampire as well as her family… or as they might like to call it their 'coven.'"
"Where are they staying?" she asked.
"At Godric's Hollow. I am assuming that she had already phoned her coven, who should be there by the time we arrive," he explained.
"How can they arrive so fast?"
"They are vampires, Minerva. Speed is one of their strengths as well as having magical traits," he explained. "You'll understand better once we get there." They walked further into the forest before Dumbledore turned to McGonagall, "I must ask you to apparate there, Minerva."
"Of course," she said as they both gotten ready to arrive to the Potter's house.
Upon arrival, both Dumbledore and McGonagall had arrived to the sitting area of the Potters house where the Cullens have gathered. "Professor!" Ella cried out. She ran towards him and hugged him as gently as she could without hurting him.
"There, there, my child. Harry is safe now," he consoled her.
"But is it really suitable to take him there? I mean, both Carlisle and Esme are willing to take him. Edward and I explained the situation to them as soon as they have arrived," she said.
"I'm afraid that it isn't possible, my dear. The Dursleys are Harry's only living family. I do not have the power to grant the Cullens to stay with Harry," he said gently.
"Professor, may I ask who that is standing next to you," Carlisle asked.
"This is Professor Minerva McGonagall. She is the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, Head of Gryffindor House and the Transfiguration teacher," he said. "Minerva, this is the Cullen Coven. This is Dr. Carlisle Cullen, the patriarch of the family, and his wife, Esme," he pointed out to the couple standing next by the loveseat. Then he gestured to Ella who was standing next to her, "This is Ella, their eldest daughter, who inadvertently ended up being one of the Horcruxes." Then he pointed to their oldest son, Edward who is standing by the entrance way between the living area and the main hallway, "Their oldest son, Edward." He then pointed to the two who were sitting on the biggest couch, "They are Emmett and Rosalie, and then Alice and Jasper are there," he said pointing to the couple standing on the left side of Carlisle and Esme.
"Although we meet during unfortunate times, it's a pleasure to meet you," she said. Everyone else murmured the same. "Now, professor, what is to become of Ella?"
"That is why I've asked you to come, Minerva. I need your suggestions as to what to do," he stated. "I thought that it would be best if she came to Hogwarts as a professor or have some kind of purpose for her to be at Hogwarts."
"I think for now, it's vital that as one of her duties is to keep an eye out on Harry, but I do not know of your talents and abilities," she had explained.
"Allow me to explain, Professor McGonagall," Carlisle said. "As vampires, our basic senses have heightened, but Edward in particular has the capabilities of reading the minds of people around him. Ella has more than one special ability. She has both mental and physical shields that prevent anyone from reading her mind to making her believe any illusions and prevent anyone from physically harming her. She also has the capacity to become invisible as well as astral project. Alice has the resource to foresee the future and Jasper is an empath and is able to manipulate emotions around him." Professor McGonagall gasped at what Carlisle had explained. "The only thing that sets us apart from your world is that we don't know the magic that your community does."
"That is something that she needs to learn, Professor Dumbledore," she said, "especially now that Ella is one of the Horcrux. She need to be able to defend herself against You-Know-Who." She looked at the Cullens and saw that they were confused, "There is something that you must understand. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is one of the most powerful Dark Lords there is in our world. If Ella does not have the magical knowledge of our community, she won't be able to stand a fight. She needs to learn how to fight against a Dark Lord and her vampire strengths are not enough."
"Excuse me, Professor," Ella interrupted. "Both Lily and James have taught me some basic things. I've showed some to Edward on what I've learned and accomplished, but there is one thing that both of you need to know," she paused, not knowing how to explain this.
"What is it, Ella?" Dumbledore asked.
"You see, when Lily found out that she was pregnant with Harry, she had made me commit doing the Unbreakable Vow with her." Both professors gaped at the new information. The rest of the Cullens sat there puzzled.
"Who is the bonder?" McGonagall asked.
"Sirius Black," Ella answered.
"What does that mean?" Rosalie asked.
"In the magical world, the Unbreakable Vow is a voluntary agreement made between two wizards or witches. It must be performed with a bonder…" she paused and noticed that they were confused and thought of another term "… A witness on hand, holding their wand on the agreeing persons' linked hands to bind them with magic in the form of a tongue of flame. The Vow is not literally "unbreakable" as the person taking it is still able to go back on his/her word, but doing so will cause instant death. Since Lily had taught Ella some magic, it makes her a witch and because of that, Lily Potter can make the vow with her," McGonagall had explained.
"What is the vow that she made you do, Ella?" Dumbledore asked.
"That I protect and love Harry like as he was my son and to not keep any secrets from him about Lily, James and Voldemort. And that is what I have done when Voldemort had attempted the Killing Curse on Harry. So I do not know how that will work since I have to die before Harry can kill him."
"What do you mean?" Carlisle asked. Ella looked at Carlisle, unsure as to how to explain what she's been feeling. "Ella, tell us, please. We need to understand what's going on."
"Ever since Voldemort had attempted the Killing curse, I was running from where I was hidden in the forest, I had teleported here. When I arrived here, I've become exhausted and I can't explain it. I think I may have sustained some human traits." Everyone was stunned when they heard what she had said and didn't know what to say. No one has been in this situation before.
"Carlisle, why don't you check to see if she is?" Edward said. Carlisle nodded and asked Ella to sit down on one the chairs by the dining table.
He did a basic look over and by the end of it, he was able to make some kind of confirmation, "Well, it seems that you have picked up human functions. Based on what all of you have informed me, you may already be a half-witch and half-vampire."
"What does this mean?" Jasper asked.
"Your body may age because you were born in 1902 but I do not know the severity of it," Carlisle explained. Ella looked at him and knew that something was off.
"Carlisle, what is it?"
"The two things I'm concerned about is if you will age considerably and if you'll be strong enough to stay a vampire until Harry comes to age," he explained.
"What happens now?" Edward asked.
"I think I know what this means," Ella said softly.
"What's that?" Emmett asked.
"I need to go to Hogwarts and learn as much as I can before Harry comes to age and starts attending school. I need to be able to protect him with the best of my vampire ability and learn all the magic that Hogwarts has to offer," she explained. "I need to be able to know and understand all that I'm facing against a Dark Lord like Voldemort."
"You're not going alone," Edward said. "I'm going to help you the best way I can and if that means going to Hogwarts and learning alongside you, so be it."
"Edward, I can't ask that of you," Ella said.
"I know that, love, but it's something I want to do. I can't let you fight this alone. I'm fighting alongside with you. If I need to make an Unbreakable Vow with you, I'll be glad to do it," Edward said.
"What about Carlisle and Esme? Emmett and Rosalie? Alice and Jasper? They need you too," Ella replied.
"We will be fine, Ella," said Carlisle. "If Edward stayed behind, he'll be worried out of his mind about you. It would be better if he stayed with you. The rest of us can stay behind and protect the rest of the humans. They will be needing protection as well if things get out of hand."
"Carlisle is right, Ella," Dumbledore said. "It seems that what you have explained to them about what you've learned so far has helped them. I trust that where you live is away from Muggles?"
"Muggles?" Alice asked.
"Non-magic folk… or as you like to call them humans," Dumbledore replied.
"Yes, our home is surrounded by trees. I'll be sure that we'll have plenty of fluids and treats for the owls in case they arrive as well as a place for them to rest if needed," said Carlisle.
"Carlisle, I'm wondering about something," Ella said.
"What is it, Ella?" he asked.
"What if Edward or I need you for medical purposes? I highly doubt that the medical staff at Hogwarts has the means to treat vampires. And it is more probable that I'll be needing your medical expertise while I'm in Hogwarts." The Cullens hadn't realized that aspect.
"Hmm, maybe that does need to be discussed," Dumbledore said as he turned to McGonagall who was nodding her head. "Maybe we can Carlisle on board as a professor, so that he may aide you accordingly, Ella. What do you think, Minerva?"
"What will he teach?" she asked.
"Maybe he can teach how wizards, witches and vampires can co-exist," Ella suggested.
"Or he can learn the spells, charms and curses and how it affects the human anatomy?" Edward proposed.
"They both sound like good plans. That will be something to suggest to the Hogwarts Board. Do you agree, Minerva?"
"Yes," she said.
"Good, then we can find other things for the rest of the Cullen family to do. We will be in touch with you once everything has been settled," Dumbledore said. "Ella, I ask that you hold onto my arm and Edward hold onto McGonagall's arm, we will Apparate to Hogwarts. To Apparate is a way to magically transport oneself instantly to any destination," he explained to the Cullens as he noticed that they were looking confused. Edward stood next to McGonagall and held onto her arm without having to harm her as well as Ella did to Dumbledore. All four of them disappeared in an instant. Once they have arrived to the main entrance of Hogwarts, "Minerva, I must ask you to find a place for them to spend their evenings. Not the dormitories for they are reserved for the students."
"Of course," she said and left.
"Edward, Ella, come follow me," he said as he led them to his office. He led them to the 7th floor and stood in front of a statue of a gargoyle, "Acid Pops." The gargoyle moved to show a staircase where both Edward and Ella followed him. They had finally arrived to the door of his office which he opened, "Edward, please close the door after you enter." When he did, Dumbledore sat at his desk and motioned for both of them to sit on the chairs in front of it. "Now, since both of you are vampires and do not look remotely like first year students, you'll be meeting with various professors in the evening during school hours of the academic year and throughout the day through the holidays. It takes about seven years for a witch or a wizard to learn what we teach. Since you are vampires, I'm sure that your learning pace will be quicker than most," he paused.
"Professor, is it wise that we meet the other professors outside of their regular teaching schedules?" Edward asked.
"I have thought about that, Edward and it would be best because I would like to have both of you on a staff position as soon as you can, rather than wait seven years to do so. I have several teachers who are willing to meet you during various times and will do their best to teach you in the way they know best. Our library is open to both of you. Please feel free to go there and learn all you can, especially you, Ella. You'll be needing it when the time comes to protect Harry."
"I do have one question," she said.
"What is it, Ella?"
"How are we supposed to get our food? I mean I haven't eaten Muggle food since the 1920s and there aren't that many animals around here for us to hunt," Ella asked.
"I was wondering when you will be asking me that," he said. "We have a special storage in the kitchen where we store blood. We will get them on a monthly basis. If we happen to run out, maybe either one of you can get in touch with Carlisle to ask him to deliver some of them to you or you can go back home to get more."
Edward and Ella looked at each other and nodded, both satisfied with that, "How can we go into the kitchen to get it?"
"I'll show you in time, my dear," he said and then at that moment, there was a knock on the door, "Come in." McGonagall had come in with some parchment and what looked like a bag. "I trust that you have found them some living quarters, Professor?"
"Yes, I have. I've also brought some money as well for them to buy their school supplies," she said as she put them on his desk.
"Perfect," he said. "Now, I have to ask both of you to work while studying your lessons, that way you'll be able to earn some money to use for your school supplies. Our money is quite different from how the human world."