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Phases of the Night	By : 6phoenix6flame6 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 40947 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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AN: Hey my lovely readers. I am so sorry that this chapter is so late. If there are any mistakes that you've noticed within, please let me know so I can correct them. :) Please enjoy, and hopefully I will have the next chapter up much sooner.
Chapter Eight:
Hermione sat on the large four poster bed, hugging her knees to her chest.
It had been three days since she was taken to the Dark Lord. She was completely terrified when she was brought before the snake like man, sitting upon a black throne with his familiar slithering at his feet.
The barely human turned his crimson eyes onto her when she was force to kneel by Zabini and Nott.
“What did you bring me? I had asked you to go to Severus to see how he was getting on with my little task for him?” The snake man had asked the two teens on either side of her.
“We found her in the Professor’s house, my lord. She is one of Potter’s friends, also a muggle born.” Zabini spoke his head still bow out of respect for his lord.
Voldemort raised a bald eyebrow ridge and stared at Hermione, who stared back at him. She had to fight down the urge to look away. She didn’t want to let this man know that he scared her.
“How interesting. What is a little muggle born witch want with the Professor?” Voldemort stood from his throne, walked down the steps from where the throne sat, his long black robes flowing behind him majestically.
He approached the kneeling trio, and gripped Hermione by the jaw. He lifted her up to stand and began to look her face over.
“I wonder, were you at Severus’ house to see if he knew where your friend Potter is?” Voldemort hissed out, his hold tightening.

Hermione kept quiet.
“I already know where the young Lord Potter is, Severus sent me a message saying that he had the boy, and was hiding him from that old meddling fool Dumbledore.”
Hermione’s eyes widen with fear. Did this mean that Severus was actually loyal to the Dark Lord? Was the snake man going to kill Harry?
“You’re worried for you friend.” Voldemort stated, letting go over her face, his magic knocking her to the floor between the still kneeling teens. “You should have worried more when you were still under Dumbledore’s thumb.” He turned and went back to his throne.
“Take her to the north tower. Set her up in one of the rooms there. Nott I'm placing you in charge of her. Have the Lastrange brothers as her guards. We don't want any happy trigger wand death eaters attacking the girl." The dark lord waved his hand to dismiss them.
"Zabini you stay behind and tell me what about Severus,"
Nott grabbed her by her arm, dragged her to her feet and began to march her out of the throne room. Once they reached the doors they were flanked on either side by the two Lastrainge brothers.
If Hermione was not being held captive by a crazed dark lord, she would have appreciated the beauty held with the castle as she was lead up to the north tower.
The exterior of the castle was a lighter stone then Hogwarts, and it was twice the size. She couldn't really make out of the grounds since it was dark when they had arrived.

She was lead through a maze of stair cases and corridors until Nott stopped in front of a set of dark polished wooden doors. There was Celtic designs carved beautifully into the doors.
"This is where you will be staying until the dark lord has found a use for you." Nott stated, opening the doors.
Once the two stepped inside, as the brothers stood outside on either side of the doors, wands at the ready, the room light up from a giant crystal chandelier, hanging from the ceiling 16 feet up.

Hermione gasped at the rooms splendor. The walls were cream coloured with gold accents. There was a large four poster bed against the outside wall, situated between two floor to ceiling windows. One had a window seat while the other had a set of doors leading out onto a large balcony. There was a fire place opposite of the bed with a couch and two chairs arranged in front. There were two doors on the far wall.
"I suggest that you do not leave these rooms without myself and or both Rabastan and Rodolphus. Like the Dark Lord stated, we don't want any of the more eccentric followers to decide to use you as a toy," a smirk graced the other teen's handsome face.
"Dinner will be delivered to you by a house elf unless the Dark Lord wishes you to attend dinner with him. If you need anything either asked the brothers or myself."
Nott studied the girl in front of him. He had already removed her wand back at Snape's house along with her backpack. The Dark Lord will have a look at it's contents and then return the bag back to her.
Her wand though, she will have to earn it.
"Have a good evening Granger." Nott turned and left closing and sealing the doors behind him.
Hermione tried the doors and the balcony doors but they zapped her when she tried to open them. With nothing better to do she had explored her new prison cell, the two doors at the end of the room connected to a large walk in closet, the brought clothing and accessories forwards that first her frame perfectly and with the latest fashion in both wizarding and muggle world. The other door lead to a beautiful marble bathroom with a large sunken tub and a steam shower.

The first night she had her dinner in her room, but the next morning she was forced to attend breakfast where she was forced to sit between Theo and the werewolf Greyback. She was completely terrified when the wolf say down beside her. However it was soon replaced by wonderment as the wolf acted refine much like a lord would. His appearance was so much different from the picture Dumbledore had showed the order.
Well seeing how Dumbledore lied and betrayed most of the light she could only assume that he would depict the wolf's appearance as savage. But that didn't count for all the attacks on children the man had committed.
She found out that the man has a son, around the same age as Mr. Malfoy.
From there on out she was forced to go to every meal in the dinning room with the dark lord's inner circle. From there she learned what some of the Dark Lord's plans were. She was confused as to why he had let her hear them. After all she was one of Harry's friends and could end up exposing them all if given the chance.
That was like that for the past two days, but everything changed tonight at dinner when Percy Weasley sat on the other side of Greyback and gave the man a kiss on the cheek.
When Percy looked around the table he had looked taken back that she was there.
Hermione felt betrayed yet again by the other Weasley. Everything was spiraling out of control. She had been so excited about magic and it's wonders, hoping that it was all similar to the fairy tales she grew up with. For the first few years at Hogwarts had been great, even though almost every year their lives were in danger. That all changed in forth year with the Triwizard tournament, and Cedric's death. It brought to light that magic even though it was wonder, was not all it was cracked up to be. Then came fifth year and the ministry fiasco, and Sirius dying. And finally the betrayal of Dumbledore.
For the rest of the meal she sat there quietly, fighting back the tears that threaten to fall, not eating a single thing. Once the meal was over and Voldemort dismissed them, Hermione rushed out of the dinning room ignoring the calls from her shadows, the Lestrange brothers, and Percy.
She got to her room and fling herself on her bed and just cried. This was how she ended up, after crying herself out, sitting with her knees hugged close to her.
There was a knock on her door that she desperately wanted to ignore.
She looked towards the door as it opened and saw Percy, Greyback and Nott, entering her room. Nott and Greyback stayed by the door as Percy crossed the room and sat on the edge on her bed.

The red head stared down at the cream coloured rug and he rested his elbows on his knees. He didn’t really want to see the girl’s look of hurt on her face.
“Hermione, please let me explain.” Percy began.
“I don’t want to hear it.” Hermione hissed out.
Greyback growled from the door way but was silenced by a hard look from his lover.
Theo snickered at the wolf and made a whip sound. He too quickly quieted by a stoney look from the redhead. Greyback shot the teen a smug look.
Percy shook his head and turned his attention back to the young witch in front of him.
“Well you don’t get a choice in the matter. This is something you need to hear, especially if you are going to be stay in this castle.” Percy gently took a hold of her chin and made her look at him.
“The Dark Lord is not who everyone thinks he is. Well he was for about a year, but there is a story to that, in which I will now explain to you. Then I will explain my role in this,” Percy explained gently.
He turned to Greyback. “Love can you go to the kitchen and ask the house elves if they bring up several mugs of hot chocolate and some freshly baked cookies. Our discussion will need them.”Greyback shot Percy a smile before leaving to do as his love bid.
Rabastan and Rodolphus entered the room and stood guard from the inside.
Percy turned back to Hermione and noticed her confused look. “I will also explain my relationship with my wolf afterwards.” Percy shifted, kicking his shoes off and sitting cross legged on the bed. He waved his hand and the bed filled with pillows. He shoved and few behind his back against the foot board of the bed and several around him.
He waited while Hermione got comfortable as well. “You ready?” Percy asked. Hermione gave a nod of her head.
“Alright lets begin. I’ll start with The Dark Lord’s first year at Hogwarts. Because that’s when he first found out about Dumbledore’s treachery and when he made his vow to bring the wizarding world to new heights.”
“The Dark Lord was fascinated with magic and the wonders of Hogwarts just like we all were our first year. But the wondrous vail was shattered about half way through, when the Dark Lord’s muggleborn friend stopped talking to him. Yes the Dark Lord had a muggleborn friend, who was also a fellow slytherin. His friend had been disappearing at strange times after classes. He was getting quieter during meals and stopped accompanying him to the library so they could study. So one night during the winter holidays he followed his friend. He followed him all the way to the transfiguration class room, where Dumbledore was waiting for the small boy.” Percy paused to let Hermione take in what he told her thus far.
"The dark lord saw his friend get raped by Dumbledore. An eleven year old being raped by a man five times his age, and being told he has to be raped to continue to go to school at Hogwarts." Percy watched has the young teen's face morphed into horror.
"It only lasted only three more weeks before his friend committed suicide. The Dark Lord found his friends mangled body at the foot of the astronomy tower. There was an investigation and everything was hushed up. From the moment on the Dark Lord had the slythering house ban together, they would leave no first year muggleborn alone with Dumbledore again."
"What about what happened with the chamber of secrets and the death of moaning Mertyle?" Hermione asked.
Greyback appeared with a tray of steaming mugs of hot chocolate and a plate of cookies. He brought the tray over to Percy who charmed it to float in the air. The red head guess tired for the two brothers and Theo to come over an join them.

Greyback walked around the bed and sprawled out next to his lover and placed his head in his lap. Theo joined Hermione by the headboard while the brothers confirmed themselves chairs.
"I will get to that. Now the start of his second year, the Dark Lord noticed a couple of the upper class muggleborns from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw come back differently. Some had bruises and walked with limps. A few other were withdrawled. It turns out that their muggle families were abusing them because they had magic. There was one girl who ran away from home and ended up whoring herself during the summer to afford to go back to Hogwarts for her final year." Percy told tuning a hand through the wolf's hair.
"That's horrible! Why wasn't anything done?" Hermione asked accepting a mug of hot chocolate from Rabastan.
"The Dark Lord went to Headmaster Dippit, the headmaster was horrified as well and he got Dumbledore to investigate. Dumbledore 'interviewed' the muggles and then told Dippit that there were no signs of abuse. He then used a Potion from Slughorn, the Potions Professor at the time, to control the headmaster and the school nurse. The students that were abused had to serve detentions with Dumbledore for the rest of the school year. All those student either graduated or dropped out the next year."
Theo gripped his mug harshly. "My grandmother was one of those students. I am three quarter blood." He confessed.
"The next year is the year that the Dark Lord found out that he was the heir of Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Now knowing he had the money to do so, he started on research and campaign to right the wizarding world and protect it's magical children not born within the wizarding world."
Percy took a cookie and dunk it into his hot chocolate before bringing it to his mouth and take a bite out of it. He loved house elf cookies it tasted better then the ones that Molly made.

"Now he started gaining supporters from different houses, who then told their parents. He then found the chamber of secrets and the basilisk inside. The basilisk was only just hatched and the Dark Lord started teaching it things, that if he ever got into the school above that it wasn't to look any of the students in the eye if it could help it. Now come sixth year the Dark lord allowed his pet to roam the castle to keep an eye on Dumbledore. The death of moaning Mertyle was an accident on the basilisk's part. The bathroom had been out of order that entire year with strong wards placed on it to stop any student from stumbling upon it. The day that she died the wards were ripped down. The dark Lord felt so guilty that he paid for the girl's service and gave money and a property to the girl's parents."
"Then why did he frame Hagrid? Harry saw it all in the diary Malfoy slipped Ginny."
"The diary that Lucius gave Ginny, was truly harmless. I found out that summer, that Dumbledore had been over and charmed it while you guys were out in the fields playing. It was just after he had finished fucking Molly that he snuck into Ginny's room and charmed it. Remember that I didn't go with you guys but opted to stay back at the house to study?"

Hermione slowly nodded. "Your mom is cheating on your dad with Dumbledore?"
"She’s not my mom, I did a blood potion and found that my mother is actually one of her brothers. I don't know if any of my siblings are my actual siblings or if they are Dumbledore's kids." Percy confessed.
"Aren't you getting off topic?" Rodolphus glared at the redhead, though heat of it was lessened do to the whip cream on his upper lip. His brother snickered into his own mug.
"You are right. Anyway after Hogwarts the Dark Lord started his political career handing out pamphlets and setting up meetings of what his ideals would be. He was growing in popularity. And by the time that the original 'Death Eaters' Graduated Hogwarts they joined him instantly as he began to run for minister."
"The Dark Lord was running for Minister of Magic?" Hermione almost dropped her mug in shock.
Greyback grunted. "Yeah, but his political career up to that point wasn't easy. Dumbledore started sprouting lies that he was evil and hated muggleborns. Muggleborns were starting to disappear, and some blame it on us, even though we didn't."
"What about you attacking children and turning them?" Hermione asked shifting a little so her bum wasn't so numb.
"Wasn't me. Children cannot get the curse, their bodies are not strong enough, and the curse recognizes that. The children that were attacked and turned, were actually children born with it. Their bodies are much stronger and have adapted to it within the womb. So when they say a child was attacked by a werewolf and turned, it was actually a child born between to wolves, kidnapped and memories whipped. Their bond with their parents snap and the transformations after that become extremely painful. As the child continues to grow without a pack bond they become feral. Which is where you get the horror stories of werewolves. Us wolves actually have a kingdom in Romania with a ruling Alpha."

Hermione look fascinating at this new information revealed. "Who's the Alpha?"
Greyback opened one eye. "I am. My family has been ruling the wolves since our species had been created over 2000 years ago."

Hermione stared wide eyed and mouth open at the wolf lounging on one of her friend's brothers.
"So it wasn't you who attacked Remus?"
"Remus is my son who was kidnapped when he was five. When he was getting to the age to enter Hogwarts, myself and the Dark Lord pressured the board of Governs to allow him to join the rest of the children his age. Wolves were actually allowed to join Hogwarts before Dumbledore started teaching there and changing the curriculum. There was even some Vampires." Greyback explained.
"You're still off topic." Rabastan stated.
"You are right. Back to the Dark Lord." Percy placed his mug of hot chocolate on the try. He couldn't have to much of it lately as he has been queasy lately.
"So everything in his career had been going alright, he had gotten married, had one son, and another on the way. But his 'happiness' didn't last much longer. A year before the dark Lord was defeated by Harry, he and half his followers, some who were his personal guards. Attended the election debate, the last one before the wizarding world voted on who was to be the next Minister of magic. The debate was crashed and someone started flinging spells around. The Dark Lord was hit with a curse, along with Regulus Black- Snape, who was married to Professor Snape. He was pregnant with their first child. Both later died in St. Mungles. After that day, the Dark Lord changed into the monster Dumbldore lied to everyone about. He drove his husband away with their unborn child, and his first son was placed in the care of someone his husband could trust to look after. He started killing people and started to call his followers Death Eaters."
"Then Harry stopped him?" Hermione cocked her head to the side.
"He did, but at a great cost to the Potter Family. Lily was never Harry's mother. The Dark Lord is Harry's father and James was the one to carry him. Because the Dark Lord was cursed mad, he ended up killing his mate, and almost killing one of his sons. Now since he was 'reborn' he was cured of his madness but he now feels the pain and guilt of loosing the one he loves and having his son loath him." Percy gave Hermione a sad look.
"I see that its story time and I missed it." The Dark Lord's voice called out to the room.
Theo jumped to his feet rushed around the bed and knelt before his lord. The other four males stood gracefully and knelt as the Dark Lord walked further into the room.
"Miss Granger, now that you know half my life story. What are your views now towards my side?" The Dark Lord, gestured for his followers to rise, and sat on the edge of Hermione's bed.

Before Hermione could answer the door to her room swung open and Lucius Malfoy rushed him.
"Oh there you are my lord." Lucius gave a quick bow, his hair and robes disheveled and his face flushed, like he had been running.
"What is it Lucius?" The Dark Lord gave his follower a concerned look.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. You need to come to the throne room now." Lucius turned tailed and rushed back out of the room. The Dark Lord followed.
Hermione being the curious one, turned to the others. "Shall we go find out?"
The others nodded and quickly rushed down to the throne room. Once they reached the doors, they spotted the Dark Lord, gripping Lucius' shoulder to keep himself upright and staring slacked jaw as the three figures in throne room.
Hermione gasped as she recognized two of the figures.
There lounging on the throne, one leg thrown over the arm, was James Potter, smirking.
"Hello dear husband." James rose from the throne and walked towards the Dark Lord. "You and I need to have a serious talk,"

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Neville stared at his grandmother, as the house elves rushed around his room pack most of his belonging.
"I'm sorry Neville dear, but this is for the best." His grandmother gave him a gentle pat on the cheek. "Dumbledore came by yesterday while you were out , to tell me that he wants you at Hogwarts to train for the upcoming war with the Dark Lord. I do not believe that those are his intentions. I have arranged for you to live with your mother's muggle cousin in America. He has a daughter, she about your age, maybe a little older. You will stay there until this ghastly war business is over and done with." She straightened his jacket, trying really hard not to cry.
"Gran, its going to be okay," Neville took her hands in his.
She started sobbing a little. “Dumbledore is a fool and no good can come of his schemes. You will be living as a muggle, you can bring your wand, but you cannot show your mother's cousin and his daughter your magic."
Neville, now taller then his gran, brought her into a hug.
"I will write to you every week,"
His gran, nodded against his shoulders and pulled back. "You’ve done me proud Neville, I've never tell you this enough, but you do." She cupped his cheek.
She wiped her eyes and stared him in the eye. "Taffy will take you to Heathrow airport, the wizarding side, and you'll be taking the international floo. Your mother's cousin will meet you on the muggle side in Seattle. His name is Charlie and his daughter's name is Bella," Neville nodded and shouldered his school bag. That will act as his carrying on bag, so Charlie nor Bella become suspicious.
"Stay safe gran," Neville hugged his gran one last time before he Taffy grabbed a hold of his hand and zapped them away.
The two appeared in the busy hustle and bustle of the magic side of Heathrow Airport. Witches and Wizards were rushing about, their luggage floating behind them.
Neville turned to Taffy, and stared down at the little elf that helped raised him.
"Taffy please keep gran safe, I don't suspect that that would be the last the Dumbledore would stop by."
"Don't worry master Neville, Mistress will be well looked after and protected. The wards are being reset and the manor on lock down," The little stated with a nod of his head as his bat like ears wobbled.
"Thank you Taffy," Neville hugged the elf tightly before he went to wait in one of the lines to check in.
A witch called him up to the counter and asked him for his wand and traveling papers.
"Everything seems to be in order Lord Longbottom. Here's your badge, just followed the crowed to the international floo room, for America and there will be someone there to help you along." The witch gave him a smile and handed back his wand and papers and a bronze badge.
Never took his bags and followed the groups of magical beings towards the floo room marked United States of America. He entered a circular room with 51 fireplaces. In the middle of the room stood a wizard on a a plate form directing people to different fireplaces. Neville went and stood in line.
Neville was called up and he handed his badge to the man.
"Fireplace S4-986, is directly behind me. When you get there take the red blue powder and state clearly Tacoma International Airport- Seattle. Please make sure you have a hold of your belonging tightly, as the trip can get a little bumpy." The man gave Neville a wink and sent him on his way.
Blushing deeply, Neville hurried over to the fireplace. There was a pot of blue powder. He threw it into the fireplace and stepped in.
"Tacoma International Airport- Seattle." He stated in a clear voice.
He barely had time to tighten his grip on his luggage before he was tossed around through the floo network. He went this way and that. After what seemed to be hours, even though it was only five minutes, Neville was spat out of the floo with his luggage landing on top of him.
"Careful, the first step is a doosy," A female voice chuckled as his luggage was lifted off of him. Even though there was a featherweight charm on it, it was still going to leave a bruise.
"Thanks," Neville got to his feet and took his luggage back.
He looked around and saw that the floo area was bright open room mostly made of glass. There were muggles walking by the glass walls without noticing the magic around them.
The witch gave him a smile.
"How do I get to the muggle area?" the teen asked.
"Go down the corridor to you left, and then head through customs then there is a set of doors that leads you just out to the the gate for arrivals. Don't worry, the muggles wont notice you exiting our magical area." The witch explained.
"Thanks." Neville waved goodbye and headed towards customs.
Neville walked down the glass corridor to a barrier where there were scanning machines and about seven wizards guards three had giant German Shepherds that were sniffing each person in line. Neville resisted the temptation to pet the dogs as the made their rounds past him. It took about 30 minutes of standing in line, the three German Shepherds walked by his six times, to be called up to the counter with a stern looking wizard.
"Do you have anything to declare?" The Wizard asked as Neville placed his luggage and his wand on the scanners.
"No," Neville made sure to keep his voice even.
"Are you visiting or moving here?" The Wizard asked, peering intently at Neville.
"Temporarily being placed within the care of my mother's muggle relatives." Neville replied.
"Reason?"
Neville tensed.
"Because of the war,"
The wizard frown but waved Neville to take back his wand and luggage.
"You may go through, Lord Longbottom," The wizard dismissed him and Neville scrambled out of the way as he called another person to his counter.
Neville by passed the German Shepherds and made his way down a different corridor that lead to a glass wall with only a door as the exit.
Neville took a deep breath and opened the door between the wizarding world and the muggle. He felt magic wash over him as he stepped out into the airy corridor. There were muggles chatting excitedly to one another as they pulled their luggage behind them heading towards a set of sliding glass doors.
He followed them, as his luggage suddenly gotten heavier.
He was so nervous meeting his mother's cousins. He hoped that he would be able to get along with them. Would they like him? Would they instantly know that he had magic and cast him out?
He walked through the sliding doors and saw many people crowding around waiting for someone to come through. He looked around and saw two people off to the side holding up a sign that had his name on it. Neville began to walk towards them.
The older man was dressed in a muggle police uniform holding the sign, while there was a teenage girl standing beside him looking bored and awkward. She was pale with long brown hair.
"You must be Alice's son, Neville." The man held out his hand.
"Yes sir," Neville smiled and shook his hand.
"Well this is my daughter Bella, you'll be attending school with her in the fall." He clapped his daughter on the shoulder.
Bella gave a wince of a smile and turned her attention back to the doors he just left.
Neville raised an eyebrow and looked back to the doors.
"Oh Bella wanted to wait just a little bit longer for the Cullens to arrive back from Italy." Charlie explained when Neville turned back to him. "You don't mind waiting for a little bit longer?"
"No I don't mind." Neville turned and stood beside Charlie.
"Some of the Cullens will join you for school. Which of the children will bee attending school with you Bells?" Charlied turned to his daughter. She gave a exaggerated sigh.
"Alice, Jasper, and Edward. Rosalie and Emmett have graduated."
Neville frowned at her. She had no respect for her father what so ever.
"They have five children?" Neville asked. The only other family he knew with more then two kids were the Weasley. Which is difficult to have without the aid of potions and spells. And that could be both costly and painful.
"Mr. and Mrs. Cullens couldn't have children so they adopted the five of them. Jasper and Rosalie are brother and sister. But the rest aren't related." Bella stated with a roll of her eyes.
Just then her face broke into a grin. Neville turned as a group of five young adults and teens of unearthly beauty walk out of the gates. They were all pale and had bright almost gold coloured eyes. Neville tensed when he realized just what the teens were. The pale skin and glow were that of the Diamond Vampires of Bulgaria, which rouge Diamond Vampires were lead by a group of ruthless vampires in Italy. Usually those vampires have blood red eyes, but these ones have gold, symbolizing that they drink animal blood instead of humans, just like their rest of their true brethren back in Bulgaria.
Neville was surprised that the royal family hasn't taken out the imposters in Italy.
As the group got closer, he could feel one of them probing at his mind, trying to read it.
'Your not going to be able to read my mind vampire,' Neville projected the thought out. The younger teen, maybe around 17 who looked kind of familiar, almost gave a startled look, and whispered quietly to his siblings.
"Hi," Bella greeted them breathlessly. Neville raised an eye at her behavior.
"Hi," The small pixie like teen greeted Bella and the Sheriff before bouncing over to Neville.
He held out her hand in greeting. "Hi, I'm Alice,"
"Neville, I'm Bella's cousin," He shook her hand.
"This is Edward, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett." Alice introduced her siblings.
Emmett was built like a bear, and Rosalie was more of a model. Jasper had a pained look on his face, like he was trying to rein in his control not to attack those around him. The one named Edward who looks familiar was trying to get Bella's attention off of him.
"Are you spending the summer with Bella and Sheriff Swan?" Emmett asked with a grin. Edwards looked to him.
"No, I'm staying with them for the school year," Neville replied as Bella tried to get Edward's attention back on her.
"So you'll be going to school with Jasper, Edward and I," Alice flashed a smile.
"It would seem so," Neville gave her a smile back. She kind of reminded him of Luna with the dreamy air around her.
"We better get going, we both have a three hour drive a head of us." Charlie interrupted the teens.
Edward looked relieved that Bella would be pulled away from him.
"Can I go with Edward?" Bella asked giving her father a pleading look. Edward looked startled.
"No, it would be rude to your cousin, maybe you can talk to him tomorrow." Charlie gave her a firm look when she opened her mouth to argue.
She huffed crossed her arms glaring at Neville like it was all his fault.
"Bella that's enough," Charlie glared at her. She huffed again and stormed off towards the exit.
"Sorry about that. She's been very touchy since you guys went off to Italy to visit your father's family." Charlie can the vampire teens an apologetic look.
Edward shifted uncomfortably. "That would be my fault sir. Bella and I broke up just before we left."
Charlie raised an eyebrow.
"She still believes that you are together."
Edward shook his head, as Alice was speaking in low terms with Emmett and the blond.
"I made it very clear to her that we were broken up and that she deserved some one better. I still like her as a friend, but my feelings for her have changed," Edward explained.
"There is someone else isn't there?"
"Not that I have met," Edward gave an awkward smile.
"Well its probably for the best, you would have probably spoiled her rotten." Charlie gave shrug. "But we must really be getting home. We will probably see each other soon."

The two groups parted ways.
Charlie led Neville out of the airport to the car where Bella was waiting still in a huff. Charlie opened the trunk of his cruiser and put his luggage in.
"Bella you get the back." Charlie stated as he walked to the driver side of the car.
"Why should I?" She stomped her foot and huffed again.
"Its alright. I can take the back," Neville stated not wanting to hear his cousin throw a tantrum like a four year old.
"See he's fine with the back." Bella glared at her father and got into the front when he unlocked the door.
Neville got in hesitantly. This was the first time in a vehicle.
He got into the back, it smelled stale. It took him a little bit to figure out the seat belt but when he finally got it to click together Charlie pulled out of the parking lot as Bella craned her neck trying to spot what Neville guess what the Cullen's car.
It was ten minutes into the three hour drive the Charlie turned off Bella's music and began asking questions.
"So what's your school like?" Charlie's asked looking at Neville in the rear view mirror.
Neville frown thinking. "Big, a confusing layout but never boring. Winters are cold, we have a new teacher every year for this one class,"
"The dorms are cozy, I guess." Neville shrugged as he watched the landscape pass by.
"You go to a boarding school?" Bella ask in distain.
"Yeah, it's the same school my entire family line had gone to. They got the best education there." Neville frown at the back of Bella's head. He's starting to not like this cousin very much.
"Is that the school Alice went to?" Charlie asked.
"Yes, that's where my parents met."
"What did Alice end up doing? She never mentioned what her job was."
"Probably was a trophy wife," Bella muttered under her breath. Neville glared at the bitch's head.
"Bella!" Charlie hissed at her. She huffed, crossing her arms and stated out the window.
"Actually no. She worked in the government along side my father." Neville barely contained his anger.
Charlie decided it might be best that he saved the questions for when Bella wasn't such a grouch and they spent the next two hours and forty-five minutes in silence.
Neville watched the scenery pass by he wondered what his new school would be like. His gran had foresaw for him to learn a bit of muggle education, he just hoped that it was enough to let him blend in with them.
He watched as they drove through town. It was a cute and quaint little town, something his mother would have loved to move to.
Charlie pulled into a two story white house with an ugly beat up old truck in the drive way. Neville figured he’s probably will need to learn how to drive. He didn’t think his cousin would willing to drive him judging by the distain she had shown him so far was to go by.
Bella didn’t even wait for Charlie turn the car off before she had her seatbelt off and was out of the car heading up to the house. Neville shook his head, taking his seatbelt off and went to open the door. He stared at the door when he realized that his hand didn’t meat a handle.
“Sorry about that,” Charlie stated opening his door. “Squad cars don’t have back doors that open from the inside because you don’t want the person in the back to escape.”
Neville got out and stretched. “I guess that is understandable.” He moved the the trunk and grabbed his suitcase from within.
The two walked up to the house. “I have a shift later tonight, so I won’t be back until tomorrow morning. Do you have a driver’s license?” Charlie asked at he went to open the door and found that Bella had locked them out.
The older man grumbled unlocking it. Neville watched as the man looked at the set of keys on a side table in the entrance and took them. He unhooked a couple of keys and left only one on the skull ring.
“I am to young to go for it in England. I would love to learn though,” Neville stated.
“I’ll get the new rookie at the station to teach you, and I’ll see if my friend Billy has an extra car around. He gave Bella the red truck out front. Which she’s not allowed to drive for the rest of the summer.” Charlie stated pocketing the keys he took from the skull keychain and put them in a pouch on his service belt.
“My father’s family is very well off, my Gran set me up with an account that I can use over here. I can afford to get myself a car. Its no trouble.” Neville offered quickly as charlie lead him further into the house.
The older man showed the teen up the stairs to the guest room that will be his for a year.
“Theres not much to the room yet. We can get you a different bed next weekend if you would like and a desk and everything you’ll need for school.” Charlie stood there awkwardly with his hands in his pocket.
Neville turned and gave him a smile after he placed his bag and suitcase down by the the single bed.
“I’ll let you get settled then call you when dinner is almost done.”
With that Neville was left alone in the room. It was much smaller then the one he had at the manor, but it will suit him for now. The walls were a light blue with an old dresser in the corner. There was a white bench seat under a large panned window and floral curtains. He could work with the colour of the room and the dresser, but the curtains and bed will have to go.
Neville spent the next hour unpacking his bags and pulling away his clothing. he left all his magical stuff in his backpack under its charm to keep Bella and her father from noticing.
“Neville, dinner’s ready,” Charlie called up.
“I’ll be right there,” Neville called back stashing his backpack under the bed and headed out his room.
The first night at his mother’s relatives was different. Bella had threw a huge fit when Charlie told her that she was grounded when she had asked him where her keys were cause she wanted to go visit the Cullens. She yelled at him, telling him that he was ruining her life and her relationship with Edward. Charlie took away her computer and her phone for that and added another two weeks onto her punishment.
And once Charlie left for his shift Bella came storming into his room and started bitching at him that it was all his fault and she will make sure that his school social life will be in ruins before he steps foot into school. Then she left and snuck out of the house.
His cousin’s temperament didn't improve all summer, only got worse.
He could really care less as he spent his summer getting ready for school, he changed his room around. A new queen size bed, a modern desk and a new high tech laptop, which he was still learning how to use.
The new rookie at the station taught him how to drive. The first two lessons were horrible, but soon after he picked it up. And when he was granted his license he went out and bought himself a Dodge ram truck in a deep blue colour. His cousin was really pissed off and demanded that Charlie buy her a new truck.
Charlie just gave her a disdained look and told her to get a job. Charlie explained to Neville that his ex wife had married a baseball player and they had spoiled Bella rotten. Neville just nodded at the explanation and tried his best to ignore Bella.
He just hoped that by the start of the school term she would grow up and leave him alone. He had more serious things to deal with then a spoiled little twat.
Like the sudden appearance of Fawks.
TBC
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