"Bella, don't worry!" Ryan said, looking at her. She seemed pretty frantic. "We'll help you, we won't let them hurt you," he said, beginning to shake violently. Ugh. He hadn't known Bella very long, but she was very close to the whole group. These bloodsuckers must've done something horribly wrong to her, otherwise she wouldn't be acting this way. He calmed down, hoping no one noticed his brief loss of control.

Jasper looked up at one of the windows. "Someone's panicking," he said. "I'm not sure what's happening," he added.

Harry rushed up the stairs to the dormitory and returned so quickly that nobody seemed to see him. He had his Firebolt, invisibility cloak, and Marauder's map in one hand. The other held the bag of Floo Powder. "Okay," he explained to Bella calmly, trying to soothe her, "all you have to do is take a pinch of this powder and throw it into the fireplace. It will make some green flames, and you just step into them. It won't hurt. Close your eyes, keep your elbows close to your side, and say 'Number Twelve Grimmauld Place' very clearly. You must pronounce it just right." Harry repeated the name a few times, with Bella repeating it after him. "You'll kind of spin around and wind up in the fireplace at my house, and Ryan and I will be waiting for you. Got it?" Harry said. "Guys, if you need to contact us, use your patronus, like the Order. Or the coins," he said. Harry took the 'master' coin out of his pocket, flicked it to Ginny, and took hers out of her pocket. He wispered in her ear "love you" and then stood up. "See ya. Good luck," Harry addressed his friends.

Harry steped foward and followed the instructions he gave. He disappeared in the green flames, landing into Grimmauld Place next to Ryan.

"We're in the basement/kitchen area right now," Harry said, jesturing to the tables. He went over and turned on the lights. "Let's just stay down here; the rest of the house isn't very homey... I'll start a fire and whip up some more comfortable chairs. Anyone hungry?"

"No problem, Bella," Harry said. "I've never liked this place too much- it's kind of a love hate thign- but I'm glad it's come of some use. I must admit how impressed I am with your safe arrival by Floo Powder; first time I used it I literally ended up in this dodgy shop in a dark alley." He chuckled at the memory. Harry added, more seriously, turning to Ryan, "And thanks for coming, Ryan. You seem to have a better grip on things than I do..."

Harry just sat in his armchair in a confused silence. Powers?! Ryan was speaking of these people like they were some kind of...supernatural creatures or something! He would just sit and wait until someone wanted to start telling their story.

"A werewolf?!" Harry exclaimed. "Wow, so who bit you? And what do you mean when you keep talking about these 'bloodsuckers'?" he asked, shocked and confused at the same time.

Ginny watched as the entire scene happened before her. She was way too shocked to even say anything. Hearing Bella cry out and Ryan and the rest of the group travel to Sirius's old house through the Floo Network, she immediately followed them. Squeezing her eyes tight, mind and body now whirling, she landed onto the carpet, seeing Harry, Bella and Ryan.

Catching the last words, she gaped at Ryan. "Who's a werewolf?!" She asked, wondering if she had travelled to a different dimension instead.

Becoming a werewolf because of an 'inherited thing'? All Harry replied to that was a, "Hm." He made a mental note to ask Hermione about that or do some research on his own. As Bella said that her old best friend was a werewolf, Harry's eyebrows raised in interest, but he said nothing.

And then, all of a sudden, Harry heard a sound from the fireplace that warned him someone was approaching. He stood up, ready to be on the defence, because his first thought was that it was whoever- or whatever- was after Bella. "Oh, Ginny!" he exclaimed as she stepped out of the fireplace instead. "Phew. It's only you." He wasn't for sure if he wanted her to come or not; Bella shot him a less than welcoming gaze, but all Harry could do was look back at her with a face that he hoped read "sorry" and shurg.

"Old friend?" Ryan asked. "Jacob? Oh, I haven't seen him in ages; I think he's my cousin or something," he laughed. "Seriously, I can still hear the Pack when I phase," he whispered. "Jacob...Oh, my, god, YOU'RE the Bella Swan?!" he jumped. "Oh. My. I didn't think...you...I..me..should...Cullens?" he finally said. Seeing Ginny come in, he still looked at Bella, a confused look plastered on his face. He registered his thoughts; he knew he had seen Bella somewhere. And they were in Sam's thoughts, in Jacob's thoughts (oh, definatly in Jacob's), in the others. He just phased for the first time in years months ago, while the wolves were doing battle with some vampires and her clan (Victoria?) and he had been told the whole story, from beginning to end. "I knew I had seen you somewhere!"

Harry remained sitting and listening silently, not wanting to intrude on Bella and Ryan's private conversation.