During the summer, Harry had kept writing letters to the Cullens, just to see how Ella was doing. Last he saw of them, the whole family was prepping to turn Ella into a vampire again and to keep her away from him, so that she wouldn't be tempted by his blood. He was curious as to how the whole process went but for the sake of being safe, he stayed away. The first letter he received was from Edward, in which he had in his hands. He had read it over and over again and had already memorized what was said, "Harry, we have already injected the venom into her heart and she is currently going through the transformation. Esme, Rosalie and Alice are there, cleaning her up during the time. My family and I are on raw nerves for she isn't making any noise. If you recall of what Jasper had explain to you previously that when someone goes through it, they scream and writhe in pain. Ella is the opposite. Carlisle and I think and like to believe that the reason why she isn't screaming is because she knows what to expect and her body is familiar with the process. I will do all that I can to update you. Right now, it is too early to know what will happen. My family and I know where you live and will come to visit when the time is right. Edward." He hoped that he could hear from her before Mad Eye and the Order of the Phoenix comes in a couple of days but so far, he has heard nothing. In the meantime, he had recently read the newspaper from Hogwarts and heard what the Minister had said about what had happened before the summer had started.

"These are dark times, there is no denying. Our world has perhaps faced no greater threat than it does today. But I say this to our citizenry: We, ever your servants, will continue to defend your liberty and repel the forces that seek to take it from you! Your Ministry remains, strong," Scrimgeour said. Harry immediately crumpled the newspaper and threw it on the ground. He looked out of the window, in hopes that an owl would come but he noticed nothing. It was usually around the time he would have gotten a letter from the Cullens and he received nothing as of late. But he did have one thing to look forward to: the last of his family was leaving today. Then he distinctively heard a knock on the front door. He went downstairs in time to see Petunia open the front door and see Ella and Edward standing and smiling.

"Ella!" he called out. For the first time in the long summer, he felt himself genuinely smile as he went up to her and hugged her.

"I hope that this past summer has been good to you, Harry," she said as they went back inside the house. Vernon was outside with Dudley, packing and organizing the car.

"It was okay but you made the last day of summer the best yet," he responded. "But I thought that it would have been some while before you could come and see me, at least that was what I was led to believe."

"We believed that, too, but it seems that my bloodlust this time around was more manageable than before," she explained. "But before I go into that, I think it's time for you to say goodbye to your aunt and uncle."

"Right," he said as he looked at his aunt, who was just looking at the scene before her, looking a bit aghast.

She managed to suppress her emotions and looked at Harry and said, "I have lived in this house for 20 years. And now in a single night I'm expected to leave."

"They'll torture you. If they think for a moment, you know where I'm going, they'll stop at nothing," Harry explained.

"Do you think I don't know what they're capable of?" she asked but then she toned down her attitude. She never gave him a chance to think otherwise, she thought to herself. She looked at him and said, "You didn't just lose a mother that night in Godric's Hollow, you know. I lost a sister."

They went outside, just in time to see Vernon finish up the last bit of packing and then called out, "Come on, Dudley. Hurry up."

"I still don't understand why we have to leave?" Dudley asked.

"Because it's not safe for us here anymore," he explained yet again. He looked at Harry and said, "This isn't just goodbye, boy, is it? This is farewell."

"I don't understand. Isn't he coming with us?" Dudley interfered.

"Who?" Vernon asked.

"Harry," Dudley replied.

"Absolutely not."

"Why?"

"Why? Well, well, because he doesn't want to, do you, boy?" Vernon asked.

"Absolutely not. No. Besides, I'm a waste of space. Isn't that right, Vernon?" Harry retorted.

"Come on, Dudley. We're off," he said as he opened the driver's door.

Dudley went up to Harry, extended his hand and then said, "I don't think you're a waste of space."

Harry accepted his hand and replied, "Thanks. See you, Big D." Once they drove away, Harry went back inside the house to see Edward and Ella standing comfortably by the archway between the dining room and the living room.

"The house looks different without all of the furniture," Ella commented.

"Yeah, it does," Harry agreed. "I don't understand what you meant when you said that your bloodlust had curbed down."

"No one in my family doesn't understand but I managed to pass through the whole newborn phase."

"We have time until Mad Eye comes with the Order of the Phoenix comes," Harry commented.

"When are they coming?"

"Tomorrow night," he answered.

"Good, that'll give us time to catch up on things. First I want to know what's been happening with you," Ella said. While Ella was talking, Edward had brought down a makeshift chair for Harry to sit on, so that he would be comfortable while they chatted. He had told them what he has been doing all summer and how he looked forward to the letters. When he was done, he took a short breath. "You must be thirsty, Harry." Harry never noticed it until Ella mentioned it. There was a knock on the door but Harry was puzzled because he wasn't expecting anyone until tomorrow. When he opened the door, he saw that it was the rest of the Cullen family, he smiled even wider and allowed them inside the house. He saw that Esme was carrying a picnic basket.

"What's that you're holding, Mrs. Cullen?" he asked.

"Harry, call me Esme," she responded, "and this is food for you. Edward called while you were chatting and told me that there wasn't much food in the house. So I took it upon myself to bring food. And of course the rest of my family wanted to join and see how you were doing."

"It smells good and I am a bit hungry," he said as he eyed the basket. Esme brought it to the nook in the kitchen and brought out all of the delicious food for Harry. Jasper brought out a stool for Harry to use, so that he could eat.

"Now that food is here, I will tell the story of my transformation," Ella said. Harry had begun to dig into his food. "I remember feeling you plunge the sword into my heart and lying on the ground and of course, you crying over me, along with Hermione and Ginny. After you pulled out the sword, I don't really remember much, except for my heart doing all that it can to keep beating but it failed me. I remember looking down on my body, seeing my family, crying and being emotional. Then the next thing I knew I was face to face with certain people with my human family, well at least some of them. I recall seeing my sisters. They told me that my parents were sent to hell for their crimes."

"So there is actually heaven and hell?" Harry asked.

"Yes, there is," she answered. "It seems that despite being an abomination like Carlisle's father believes, we can actually go to heaven or hell, depending on how we lived our lives." She looked at Carlisle and could immediately tell that he was relieved to hear some good news.

"It's good to hear confirmation for my faith," Carlisle responded.

Ella continued on with her story, "After talking to them, I saw your parents, Sirius, Professor Dumbledore. By some miracle, their powers had sent me back as a human. When I woke up, I was disoriented and weak but I knew that I had to see you. I knew that you would be at the Astronomy Tower. That night after we left, my heart was ready to give out and I knew it was time. With Edward and Carlisle's help, I laid down on the table in the medical office that Carlisle set up. I knew what he was going to do. He had a syringe with his venom in it and put it straight into my heart. I felt it, too," she said as she looked at Carlisle and smirked. "I did want to scream when I felt the needle."

"Why didn't you?" Carlisle asked. He knew from experience that the venom would cause people to scream, regardless of how weak their body was.

"I didn't want to scare all of you, especially Edward," Ella replied and then looked at Edward to see if he was going to reply but nothing came, which of course made her scoff.

"What?" Edward asked, innocuously. Everyone laughed, even Harry.

"What do you remember next?" Harry asked after calming down.

"I remember feeling hot, that's when I knew that the venom was working its way through my system. The burning grew—rose and peaked and rose again until it surpassed anything I'd ever felt. It felt worse than the first time I've experienced it. I felt the pulse behind the fire raging in my chest. My mind was unbearably clear—sharpened by the fierce pain—and I saw the answer almost as soon as I could form the questions. I recognized the morphine."

"You felt that?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes, I did, but the venom had burned ahead of the morphine. I knew it was worthless to scream, so I kept my mouth shut," Ella said.

"You should have screamed," Edward replied.

"No, I knew if I did, it would have made you frantic with worry," she replied as she looked at him.

"But it didn't stop him from worrying anyway," Alice added.

"There's no pleasing you, is there, Edward?" Ella asked. He tucked his head, knowing that she knew the truth. She looked back at Harry and continued on, "Feeling the pain was all that I had to keep me alive, if that was what it was. It could have been seconds, or days, or weeks or even years, but eventually, time came to mean something again. Three things happened together, grew from each other so that I didn't know which came first: time restarted, the morphine's weight faded and I got stronger. I could feel the control of my body come back to me in increments, and those increments were my first markers of the time passing. I knew it when I was able to twitch my toes and twist my fingers into fists. I knew it but I did not act on it. I could remember why I shouldn't scream. I could remember the reason why I'd committed to enduring this unendurable agony. I could remember that, though it felt impossible at that time, there was something that might be worth the torture. I continued to get stronger, my thoughts clearer. When new noises came, I could listen. There were light footsteps, the whisper of air stirred by an opening door. I felt pressure against the inside of my wrist. I couldn't feel the coolness of the fingers. The fire blistered away every memory of cool. It became a battle inside me—my sprinting heart racing against the attacking fire. Both were losing. The fire was doomed, having consumed everything that was combustible; my heart galloped toward its last beat. The fire constricted, concentrating inside that one remaining human organ with a final, unbearable surge. The surge was answered by a deep, hollow-sounding thud. My heart stuttered twice, and then thudded quietly against just once more. There was no sound. No breathing, not even mine. For a moment, the absence of pain was all I could comprehend. And then I opened my eyes and gazed above me in wonder yet again."

"I don't know how you got through all of that without screaming," Carlisle said.

"Did it really take three days for you to transform?" Harry asked.

"Shockingly, no. I was told that it took two days," Ella responded. "We don't really know why it only took two days but Carlisle suspects that my love for Edward and for this family helps speed up my transformation."

"All we know is that you came out stronger than before," Esme said as she hugged her daughter yet again.

"Stronger how?" Harry asked.

"I can't astral project like I did nor can I use the invisibility charm but my shield, it came out differently though. It's difficult to explain but it seems that once I have the shield in place, no one can go through or walk past it," she said.

"Could I try?" Harry asked.

Ella looked at Carlisle and Jasper to see what they were thinking but they were just as apprehensive as she was. "Well, we could try; we haven't really tried experimenting on a human. We have done it to vampires and we know the outcome of that."

"I'm willing to try," Harry said. "Plus wouldn't you want to know how it'll work especially with Voldemort coming to battle us?"

"That's true," Jasper replied. "The more we know about your shield, the more we know what to do."

"Let's try this outside," Ella suggested. Harry, Ella, Carlisle and Jasper walked out to the backyard whereas Esme was cleaning up inside, while at the same time, keeping an eye out through the window with the rest of the family. "Harry, stand here for a moment." She directed and then walked towards the furthest part of the yard and immediately got her shield up to the point of where Carlisle and Jasper was standing, which was mid-way through the yard. Carlisle and Jasper could feel the power of the shield and waited for a moment.

"Harry, try to walk through this particular area," Carlisle said as he pointed a specific area. Harry walked towards the designated area. As soon as he came close to the area, he felt a strong pulse and saw a white static pulse go through the shield.

"Is that supposed to happen?" Harry asked.

"That's new," Jasper said. "Try and see if you can walk through the shield, Harry."

Harry slowly stuck his hand out and tested the shield, he could feel the static and the pulse but the closer he was the more out of place he felt, like he wasn't in his own body. He managed to stick his whole hand in and then slowly walked through to the other side of the invisible shield and came out of it fine. "It seems that it only applies to vampires and not humans."

"It appears so," Carlisle agreed.

"Do you think that the reason why Harry could get through the shield was because his blood was in me before?" Ella asked. Carlisle and Jasper both looked at her and then at Harry and thought that would be a possibility.

"Since Harry could get through, then there's the possibility that Voldemort could get through it as well," Jasper commented.

"We could ask someone like Hermione to try it out," Ella suggested. "Just to see if it's blood related or not."

"Will it hurt her?" Harry asked.

"We won't know until we try but I doubt it will because you weren't hurt by it," Ella responded as Harry nodded.

"We should do it after everyone gathers at the Burrow," Carlisle agreed.

"But what did you mean that vampires couldn't go through?" Harry asked.

"This is what we meant, Harry," Ella started off. "If you look closely, you can see the shield, right?" Harry looked carefully and nodded. He could see it. "Now the rest of my family is on the other side, they can't come through the shield."

"Since I could walk through your shield, you're wondering if it only applies to vampires," he said as he caught on.

"Exactly that," Ella said as she smiled.

"But what happens if a vampire is standing next to you and tries to leave you when your shield is on?" Harry asked.

"They're stuck inside," she replied. Harry was a bit startled to hear that a vampire could actually either be trapped inside the shield with her or stuck outside with no way in.

"So if I don't want a vampire to attack me, I could just simply ask you to shield me from him?" Harry questioned.

"In a nutshell, yeah," she replied.

"Amazing," Harry commented. Ella couldn't help but smile at Harry's comment.

"Could you tell me more about how you were in control of your bloodlust?" he asked.

"That's a story for tomorrow," she said, as her shield snapped back into her mind and held Harry's arm and walked back inside the house. "And besides, you should be hungry right now and the story will ruin your appetite." Harry was just about to complain but the moment he smelled the food, his stomach growled, which pacified him for now.

"But you will tell me, won't you?"

"Of course, I will. I made that Vow to your mother and it still upholds," she responded.

"I would have thought that the Vow would have been broken since you died," Jasper commented.

"I thought so, too but when I saw Lily and the others, they told me that the magic in me didn't die. It only separated from me temporarily and came back into me when I woke up as a vampire," she said.

"But if the magic was separated from you, where did it go?" Carlisle asked. She looked at Edward. "Did it really?"

Ella nodded. "Didn't you feel anything?" she inquired.

"For a moment, but I passed it off as your love or whatever it was," he brushed off.

"Nope, it was my magic. I didn't know until I saw everyone," she said "And when I woke up as a vampire, it found its way back to me."

"That must have been another reason why your transformation was done in two days and not three, I mean, other than your love for all of us," Carlisle amended.

"That's possible," she agreed. "But right now, it's just guess work. There isn't anything concrete that explains why my transformation was quicker than everyone else's." They chatted some more until Ella noticed that Harry was yawning a bit too much. "I think it's bedtime for a certain someone." Everyone looked at Harry, who was barely standing on his own and was leaning against the counter. Harry managed to go upstairs and go to bed without making too much of a mess. Ella followed him in, kissed his forehead and said, "Good night, Harry." She turned off the lights and closed the door. As soon as she made it downstairs, they all made sure that the house was secure before going out to hunt. They wanted to make sure that they were on top of their game before tomorrow night's events. Ella and Edward chose to hunt close by, in case Harry woke up earlier than they wanted him to. The rest of the family went a little further but assured them that they would come back in time. After Ella had fed on her last deer, in which she shared with Edward, she went back to Harry's house. Despite having a clean hunt, she felt like she needed to change her clothes. Edward did the same. They had just come downstairs in time to see the rest of her family walk into the house and see that they were wearing different clothes as well. They were all gathered in the living room to discuss the possibility of how to keep in touch with Harry and the Hogwarts staff, go and reach out to others to help them fight against Voldemort and stay on top of their games. They knew that it wasn't going to be easy and they knew that some would die but that didn't deter them from planning. Inasmuch Carlisle despised fighting; he knew that it was inevitable. Plus the whole family suspects that the Volturi would somehow be involved. And since they didn't know how they were going to be involved, they needed all the help that could get. Ella and Edward decided to be the ones to stay at Hogwarts and be the center of communication. Everyone else would be out traveling, trying to find fellow allies to help fight the war. "Do you think that the wolves would help us? They helped us fight against Victoria and her army. It'll give us an edge if Volturi does decide to join the fight," Ella replied.

"That's true," Jasper said.

"Let's ask them and see if they are willing to help. We could always use more allies," Carlisle replied.

"It appears that we have a plan and we're going to have to find places around Hogwarts to accommodate our own army," Ella replied. Everyone nodded.

"He'll be waking up in 10 minutes," Alice said.

"He'll probably be hungry," Ella replied.

"I'll cook something," Esme said as she went to the kitchen.

"I'll help," she commented as she followed her. Soon enough, everyone gravitated towards the kitchen. While making food for Harry, they could hear him upstairs in the bathroom and slowly coming down the stairs.

"Morning," Harry mumbled. He leaned his head down on Ella's shoulder. She couldn't help but smile at his behavior.

"You know, if you're still sleepy, you could stay in bed," she told him.

"I'm awake," he said but hadn't moved.

"Do you want me to carry you up to bed?" she asked. His head immediately snapped up and he sat down on the chair by the nook. Everyone smiled at Harry's behavior. Once breakfast was made and in front of Harry, he immediately dug in.

"This is better than my aunt's," he commented. "But the food you've given me all this time was better than my aunt's."

Esme glowed at his compliment, "Thank you, Harry."

"No, thank you. You shouldn't have made me breakfast," he said.

"I know but I wanted to," she told him.

"Sometimes, with no offense to my mother and to Ella, there are times where I wish you were my mother," Harry confided as he looked at her. "And sometimes, I liked to think that she was like you. You know, just love people for who they are, no matter how awful they thought they were." Esme felt her dead heart beat for him. She went up to him and hugged him.

"Your mother would have been proud of you, of the man you've become, just like I am," she said.

"I wish this was my family," he responded. "Don't get me wrong, I have no desire to become a vampire but each and every one of you treats me like one of your own and I value that. So thank you."