HPOV

The night was not as silent as it used to be at the Cullen household. Suddenly, the night was filled with the sounds of snoring, quiet giggling, and the zipping and unzipping of the tents that were set up beside the grand house. After hearing my story and realizing there was a major vampire problem going on in the area, the rag tag team of American wizards decided to stay in the area longer than planned. Esme tried desperately to persuade them into sleeping in the house; it wasn't as if we didn't have the room, but Amalia had refused. She preferred to sleep in the tent instead of the house of a vampire. Roxy, after Amalia had left the living room in a hurry to get out of the house, had explained that it just didn't seem right to them. She quietly thanked them for their generosity and followed her friend out the door.

From my bedroom window I had a perfect view of the two small tents set up beside the tree line. The boy's tent was dark and besides the occasional snore was quiet. There was a small light on one side of the girl's tent, making Amalia's silhouette stand out. She was shifting back and forth, twirling something in her hands, her head glancing between the house and her slumbering companion.

Her story was still running through my mind. When I thought back, we had never heard from America or even the whole west side of the world. Now we know why. I'm not sure which was worse, being stuck in a prison like school with Crucio happy Carrows, or in an actual prison with hungry vampires.

"It's strange for you to have them here, isn't it?" A quiet pixie like voice brought me out of my thoughts. Alice stood in the doorway, leaning against its frame. She had traded her designer jeans for comfortable lounge pants, and her hair was pulled back away from her face. I don't think I had ever seen her so relaxed.

I nodded, answering her question and gestured for her to join me on my window seat; the perfect place for spying. Her grin grew as she bounded over to the seat before gracefully depositing herself beside me. We had been avoiding each other lately, neither one of us seemed to know how to act around each other. So we stayed quiet. I spent my time with Hermione and the American wizards, and she stayed by Jasper's side, like it should be. Though, I could tell that we both knew something was missing.

"What happened to us?" Her question surprised me, and I knew I didn't have the answer to it.

"I don't know exactly know," sighing tiredly. "We got carried away and…" Alice just pursed her lips when she saw that I wasn't going to finish the thought. She grew quiet for a few moments, and then perked up in a way only she knew how.

"So with those stories being bounced back and forth it got me thinking. I don't really know very much about the wizarding world. I mean, I know bits and pieces from what you have said, but I don't really know about it." She had a pleading look in her eyes that made it hard to resist her request.

"What do you want to know?" Her smile widened and she bounced up and down spouting off different questions a-mile-a-minute. I knew just the story to tell her. It involved my first magical experience, and me acquiring my first best friend: an owl named Hedwig.

APOV

The tent was filled with Roxy's quiet giggling. It was so infectious that even I had to smile, replacing the ever seen scowl that normally adorned my face. We had our tent magically enlarged so it was bigger on the inside; it was actually too big for just the two of us, but it was a nice change from the cold concrete that we had been sleeping on just a few nights before.

"Did you see the copper headed one's face when we finally landed? I don't think I have ever seen someone so relieved to be back on the ground." Roxy then succumbed to another fit of giggles, and wiggled around on her bed that was on the opposite side of the tent from mine.

I nodded and smiled a tight lipped smile before turning back to the book that had been occupying my attention for the past few days. As much as I hate vampires, they sure did have an interesting history. Carlisle had given me a book that recorded their history from the beginning. Who knew vampires actually had laws and some form of a justice system? Where were these guys when the red eyes were holding innocent people hostage for over a year?

My lamp, well a flame I had created then placed in a jar, was causing my side of the tent to light up; it was casting shadows on my face when I leaned in towards the book to get a better look at a certain word. Roxy was suddenly behind me grabbing the book out of my hands and snapping it shut, without marking the place.

"Give me that back, Roxy." I tried to keep my voice controlled. I thought that I remembered what page I was on. Had it been four-hundred and twenty or four-hundred and ninety? Great now I had my numbers confused.

She shook her head with a determined look in her eyes. Oh, great. She almost always gets what she wants when she gets that look. "Not until you loosen up a little bit. It's almost like we are on vacation!"

"A vacation where we are helping our mortal enemies fight their mortal enemies." I retorted back. Her face dropped for just a second but perked up again like I had said nothing.

"Never the less, we hardly ever get to stay in the same place for this long with consistent food and showering; I might get spoiled before you know it!" I rolled my eyes at her comment, but it was true.

I let my hand travel up to my braid. It hadn't felt that silky in a long time. I had almost forgotten what it was like to have three meals every day. I could already feel the weight settling on to my thighs. The mother figure may not have to eat, but she sure does make good lasagna. The boys almost inhaled it instead of actually taking the time chew.

"We don't need to get used to it, Roxy. As soon as the newborn problem is over we are leaving the area, just like we planned." I stood up and took the book from her limp hand; she was not even trying to fight me.

"What if we don't have to?" If she hadn't been standing right beside me I wouldn't have heard the meek question.

"What do you think we are going to do? Stay here with the Cullen family for the rest of our lives? Be adopted like the precious Boy Who Lived?" I could see that my words cut deeper than I had intended them to. I grabbed her hand and drug her over to my bed and pushed her down onto it.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to say it that way." She nodded but turned her head towards the house. "You know we can't stay here. We don't belong here." She sighed but kept her eyes trained on the house.

From the small window by my bed I had a perfect view into Harry's room. He was sitting with Alice in his window seat; they were leaning in towards each other and laughing about something or other. I knew that was what she wanted: a stable family. I could only hope that maybe we would find ours again. But for now, we would just have to get by with each other, watching families from afar.

HPOV

The next day we left for a hunting trip, leaving the American wizards, Hermione, and Bella back at the house. I couldn't help but wonder if there was going to be a house left when we got back. Jasper seemed to have the same thought, because he offered to stay home with them since he had hunted just two days prior.

As soon as the final bell of the day had rung we ran as fast as we could to Emmett's jeep in order to make it to the mountains before it got too late in the day. Carlisle and Esme had agreed to meet us in their usual spot. This would be my first family hunting trip, and I couldn't help but be a little excited.

"You'll be fine as long as you leave the bears to me. They are my specialty." Emmett said with a wicked gleam in his eyes. I could already see him gearing up for the hunt, the trill of the chase, and the triumphant feeling of succeeding in a clean kill.

Alice rolled her eyes from her seat beside me. She leaned over and whispered into my ear, even though we both knew that everyone could hear her. "He's going to be upset then. Looks like you are going to get an impressive kill." My eyes lit up at the sound of that and the fun began.

After a very eventful day of hunting we returned home to a very interesting sight. Jasper was sitting in the yard on one of the dining room chairs with his head leaned back, almost like he was asleep with a small smirk on his face. On the opposite side of the yard Jeriel, Sam, and Troyce had maps and books spread out across the grass and looked to be plotting a path through the Rocky Mountains. Bella was leaning up against a nearby tree with a book in her hands enjoying the sun.

The most interesting sight was of Hermione, Amalia and Roxy standing about thirty yards away from where Jasper was sitting with very exasperated looks on their faces. Hermione's hair looked even wilder than usual, like she had been pulling at in frustration. Roxy's normally smiling face was looking very wary, eyes jumping back and forth between Hermione and Amalia with a worried look on her face. Amalia's was probably the funniest of them all. Her hair was slightly singed and her eyes were wide with a slightly crazy look in them.

I realized then that all around where Jasper was sitting there were scorch marks on the grass. Hermione's wand tip was smoking as well. No wonder Amalia's hair was smoking, or maybe that was steam coming out of her ears.

"What exactly is going on here?" Rosalie asked as she made her way through the maze of scorch marks.

Jasper then jumped up off of the chair and made his way over to us. He stopped beside Alice and leaned down to give Alice a chaste kiss on the lips as a greeting. I felt my body stiffen a bit before I shook the feeling away. A feeling I shouldn't have had anyway.

"Hermione decided that she wanted to learn how to use some of Amalia's spells that work on vampires. Being the only vampire at the house of course I was to be the test subject. Apparently it was supposed to be a mild stinging hex, but it turned out to be some sort of fire spell that decided it wanted to redecorate the lawn."

I made my way over towards the trio. Amalia was trying to show Hermione the proper way to hold the wand for a certain spell. Hermione made an over exaggerated swishing motion that caused a small fire ball to come flying my way.

My eyes widened and my dead heart seemed to almost jolt back into beating again. I jumped out of the way just before the fire ball would have taken my head. I landed on all fours; my head snapped up and met Hermione's panic stricken eyes.

"I think you missed your target." Roxy said her mouth slack in shock of what might have just happened. Amalia quickly put the fire out and turned back to Hermione.

"You are putting too much motion behind it. When you are fighting a vampire you have to be quick, calculated. If you are not fast enough, they will flash behind you and drain you dry." She said with an overly calm voice. She paced around the two, then suddenly turned and discretely flicked her wand and Esme's antique dining room chair burst into blue flames.

Simultaneously you could hear all our jaws drop. Esme loved that set. Her companions didn't look too shocked, only sorry that it happened. Almost as soon as the chair had gone up in flames the blue fire went out, and the chair was completely unblemished. I could see relief replace sadness in Esme's eyes as soon as it happened.

Amalia looked up at my family and regret took over her features. "Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. I just wanted to show Hermione how you can control the amount of damage the fire causes an object or a vampire."

Hermione seemed to snap out of her shock and ran over to my side repeating that she was so sorry over and over again. I reassured her that I was fine and turned my attention back to the American wizards.

"That was awesome; scary, but awesome." Emmett loudly whispered in an awe filled voice. With that the group couldn't help but break down into a fit of uncontrollable laughter, relieving the tension that had settled over the filled to the brim yard.

Jeriel, Sam, and Troyce were rolling around on the ground holding onto their sides. Bella had her face buried into her battered copy of Wuthering Heights. Emmett was bent over laughing, and Rosalie was having a hard time keeping a big grin off of her face. The rest of the family was chuckling good heartedly along with everyone.

Alice's quiet peals of laughter suddenly stopped. Her eyes glazed over and her body stiffened in Jasper's arms. Edwards head snapped up and was suddenly by Bella, pulling her into his side. Suddenly, Alice's eyes widened in horror at what she saw in her vision.

"They're coming. They will be here next week, five miles from here at the baseball field. There are even more of them, and people in masks that looks like skulls." Her body shuddered. Hermione and I shared a knowing look; the on the run Death Eaters.

"Why does it not surprise me that the skull faces are still working with the red eyes?" Troyce muttered as he stood up with his wand in hand. He looked ready to run into battle at that very moment. I remember when I always had that look in my eyes.

Carlisle grabbed Esme's hand and started towards the house. "We need to plan. Grab those maps we are going to need them." He grabbed the dining room chair in his free hand and appeared to blur into the house with Esme by his side. The boys started to roll up the maps but Roxy waved her hands to stop them.

"No time." The maps began to float towards the house still unrolled, along with several heavy books.

Hermione squeezed my hand and made her way into the house. Soon it was only Amalia and I left standing in the yard.

"Are you ready for another battle?" Her imploring brown eyes stared into mine.

"Well I died in the last one I was in; it can only go up from there." I ran a hand through my hair. It was a nervous habit of mine. I had never been alone with this battle worn woman before.

"Is it really our battle to fight?"

"Are they ever?" She smiled and nodded at my answer, then gestured for me to follow her in the house.

"Come on Potter. We have a battle to plan."

So hello everyone! Sorry I have not updated in a while…I probably won't update for a while either. I am starting practices for The Sound of Music! I am playing the third oldest Von Trapp child! My first big role in a play! Because of the practice schedule, I will only have time to eat, sleep and do school. Hope everyone likes this chapter!