A Potter Secret

Injury Assistance

          Ron apparates just as Isabella grabs his arm. "Let go of me!" Ron shouts. He tries to shake his arm to get her off but yelps in pain.

"Ron, you're still hurt," Isabella says. "I can't give you all the medical help you need, but I have a friend who could."

"Leave it," Ron sighs. "I'll be fine."

Isabella shakes her head. "Please, Ron. You know Harry and Hermione didn't mean it," Isabella pleads. "This is hard on everyone. You know that Harry thinks of you as a brother, and Hermione as a sister, not to mention how much your family as a whole has done for him. Please, Ron."

Ron sits down and Isabella looks under the bandages. "It's gotten worse, Ron. We need to see my friend. I'll apparate us there, alright?" Ron nods and they hear the pop as they disapparate.

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Carlisle looks over X-rays of the fetus in Bella. "Your rib is cracked. But there are no splinters. You haven't punctured anything."

"Yet," Edward sneers.

"Edward."

"It's breaking her bones now. It's crushing you from the inside out. Carlisle, tell her what you told me. Tell her."

Bella looks up at Carlisle. "Carlisle, tell me. It's all right."

"The fetus isn't compatible with your body. It's too strong. It won't allow you to get the nutrition you need. It's starving you by the hour. I can't stop it, and I can't slow it down. At this rate, your heart will give out before you can deliver."

"Then I'll hold on as long as I can, and then-"

"Bella. There are some conditions that even venom can't overcome. You understand? I'm sorry," Carlisle says. He walks away a moment later.

"Edward, I'm sorry," Bella tries.

"I can't live without you."

"You won't. You're gonna have a part of me. He'll need you," Bella reminds.

"Do you honestly think that I could love it or even tolerate it if it killed you?"

"It's not his fault. You have to accept what is."

"Because you've given me no choice! Bella, we're supposed to be partners, remember? But you decided this on your own. You've decided to leave me."

"I don't see it that way."

"Well, I have no other way to see it. 'Cause it's me who'll lose you. And I don't choose that. I don't choose that."

Carlisle's head pops up with Edwards. "Blood," Carlisle notes. "Edward, stay with Bella. I'll go check it out."

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Carlisle runs outside to see Emmett, Rosalie, and Alice standing at the edge of the porch. A young girl and a red-headed boy sit there. The red-head has bandages all over his shoulder. "Carlisle," the girl call, standing up. She steps closer slowly. "It's me."

"Isabella?" Carlisle asks. "Well, I guess your names' not Bella, is it?"

Isabella smiles. "Actually, it is. My friends call me Izzy, though. My friend needs some help. He got splinched a couple weeks ago and it's not getting better."

Carlisle nods and meets her. "It's alright," Carlisle assures his family. "She's safe. She won't hurt us." He kneels before Ron and smiles at him. "Hello there. I'm Doctor Carlisle Cullen."

"A vampire can be a doctor?" Ron demands, startled and scared.

Isabella chuckles dryly. "He was raised in the wizarding world. He is- let's say accustomed to a certain way."