Harry went out to where Bella was standing, obviously upset. "Don't worry, Bella. Nobody will come unless you want them to, okay?" He said, looking at her, sincerity pourig ot of his brilliant green eyes, "You'll call the shots. I'll even leave if you want me to." He gave her a sheepish grin.

"I'll stay, as long as you want me to. Promise. So lets go back, just the three of us, and settle things," Harry said. Bella was obviously in a tough situation and very fragile. He wanted to get her as comfortable and content as he could.

Harry's face was composed, or as composed as he could make it, as he led Bella and Ryan back into the room they were previously seated in. Inside he didn't even know what he was thinking: a different kind of werewolfs, something about thought reading?, a werewolf named Jacob Black... The number of things going in and out of his mind in such a rapid pace was never ending. "So," Harry said, sitting down, "let's try to get all of this figured out. We need you to tell us who these people are that came to Hogwarts for you, Bella. Why did you leave--was it Forks?--to come to Hogwarts? Did they do something to you?"

"Vampires," Harry repeated. That would explain Ryan referring to them as "bloodsuckers." He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it wasn't a vampire looking for Bella because he was in love with her. "He, Edward, won't hurt you or anything, will he? Could you just go talk to him, settle things with him? You wouldn't have to go alone." Harry asked softly.

An indistructable vampire kidnapper? That would certainly complicate things. Harry thought to himself. He felt so helpless, clueless, not knowing what to do. He hated that feeling. More thinking out loud than talking to Ryan and Bella, Harry said, "So if we can't have Bella talk to these..vampires..herself to explain, maybe we should go? Or maybe this Jacob guy could help us? We could just wait it out... I don't know. What do you think, Ryan?"

"Excuse me?" Ginny said, surprised. Who was Bella to ask what she was doing here. At Grimmauld Place of all places. This was Sirius's old house, now rightly inherited by Harry James Potter. HER boyfriend. Who was this girl to boss her around?


Looking at her, Ginny shook her head. She was getting angry. Ginny was not used to be told exactly what she could and could not do. Only her mother could exercise that power. Let alone by someone she hadn't been friends with for a long time. "Fine." She said, glaring at her. "Have your little talk." She snapped, turning back to the fireplace. "And Harry..." She said, taking a small glance back at him. Not even finishing whatever insult she was going to throw at him for not sticking up for her, she stepped into the green flames and transported herself back to Hogwarts.

As soon as Ginny transported herself back to Hogwarts, Harry was out of his chair and over at the fireplace. Instead of transporting his whole self back to Hogwarts, he only put his head in the fire.

Harry's head stuck out of the fire in the Gryffindor common room. "Ginny??" he called out to her.

Uprighting herself, she shook her head, still dazed by what had happened just mere seconds ago. Hearing her name behind her, she winced and bit her lip, knowing exactly who it was. "What Harry?" She asked, turning around to look at him.

Everything poured out in a rush. "I'm really sorry Gin. You just kinda popped up at a bad time; Bella doesn't like talking about this in the first place, and now that she has to she doesn't want an audience. She wanted me there and I needed to be there to help organize and let them in to Grimmauld Place, and Ryan has some...background knowledge and resources. Sorry, wish you were there. I love you."

Harry now turned to the common room at large and told them, "We have a pretty good idea of what is going on now, and we're working on a plan. Everything is okay so far."

Hearing his explaination, Ginny felt mildly guilty having Harry feel the need to explain to her what was going on. Looking at his emerald eyes, she sighed. "It's ok Harry." She said to him and attempted a weak smile. "Go back. You need to listen to her story." She said, grimacing as she said this. It felt wrong. It felt like she was delivering Harry to Bella in some weird, odd way.

"I love you too." She said softly.

"Thanks for undrstanding, Ginny. I'm heading back to Ryan and Bella. Remember the coins in case you need to get ahold of us, and I think Tori and Ryan might have some type of...communication worked out. See everyone," Harry said before his head disappeared from the fire and landed back at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

"No problem." Ginny whispered, turning her head away from the fireplace. It felt wrong. All wrong. She had never felt like this before. Even when Harry had left her in their 6th year when he needed to go on his mission. Not even then felt like it did now.

Turning to Ron and Hermione, she looked at him, not knowing what to say.

Ryan looked at her, his eyes wide. "Whoa. Schweet," he whispered. He shook his head. "Now. I know most of your story, but Harry knows none. He's probably thinking we're insane or something. Why don't you tell him?" he asked slowly.

Tori still lay relaxed on the couch, wrong house and all but it didnt matter. Everything ran over and over again through her head as she tried to depict what went on. Feeling bad on what she was doing, Victoria listened to the story through Ryan's mind. Muttering a couple of swear words so Ryan could here, she sighed,'Sorry Ry, I needed to know what in the bloody hell is goin on here...'Bella didn't need to know that Tori knew, not yet at least.

Alice looked at Edward,"What are we going to try now?"She knew his next question easily,'where is she' So before he could ask, Alice was trying to see into the future of where Bella could be.

No. You're only talking about you're werewolf and vampire friends and all this stuff about reading minds. Of course I'm not questioning your sanity! Harry was thinking. He didn't say that out loud because he didn't want Bella to think that he wasn't taking the situation seriously, because he was. Instead he remained silent and thoughtful, looking at Bella.