When the Volturi attack, Hermione and Bella stand together. Both sides shocked by the others' secret lives, battles are fought and friendships are made.
oof, i wrote this when i was eleven
"I'm lost," Harry said. "I know that the Death Eaters are coming here but how are the Cullens included in all of this?"
"The Death Eaters teamed up with the Volturi."
"Who are the Volturi?"
"They're the largest and most powerful group of original vampires in modern existence," Hermione recited from memory. "All vampires fear them, as they are on the top of the hierarchy. They kill without mercy and their goal is to become even more powerful and hide the supernatural from prying humans."
"Wow," Harry nodded. "So that proves that the Cullens are vampires, right?"
"Of course it does," Ginny nodded.
"That sounds slightly threatening. Teaming up with the Death Eaters, huh? That's got to be pretty impossible. Ginny, are you sure you want to fight?"
"Of course I bloody want to fight," Ginny snapped. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Well, you are six months pregnant. I'm not sure if it's going to be safe for the baby."
"Harry. I'm going to fight. You can't stop me."
Hermione sighed, and hung her head. Draco wrapped an arm around her comfortingly.
"And to think we were past this," Hermione said.
"Wotcher," a familiar voice said from behind them. All four witches and wizards spun around.
"Tonks!" they exclaimed in unison.
"Where is the rest of the Order?" Hermione asked.
"Well, they're on their way. I heard Death Eaters and I apparated on ahead. There are Death Eaters, right?"
"Yeah," Harry said. "They've teamed up with the Volturi to take us down, as well as the Cullens, another vampire family, and coincidentally, they're Hermione's cousin's family."
Tonk's turquoise hair turned violet in excitement. "Finally! We finally get to lock them up in Azkaban, where they belong."
"Mr. and Mrs. Potter, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," a deep voice said. "We got your, uh, text, as muggles say."
"Kingsley," Hermione sighed in relief. "The Order is all here!"
There was a murmur of hellos.
"Yes, uh, you got the basics, I assume?"
"Of course."
"Good. Then, we'll be apparating to the Cullen home for additional information and to plan the fighting tactics."
When the large group of witches and wizards apparated to the Cullen house, the stood there for a while, staring at each other. The Cullens at the group of witches and wizards, and the witches and wizards at the large pack of wolves behind the vampires.
"Erm, this is the Order," Hermione introduced.
"I see that you have brought your own back up, as well," Kingsley said. "Hello, I am Kingsley."
"Carlisle Cullen," Carlisle stepped forward to shake hands. "We're the Cullens and the Hales, and back there is the Quileute wolf tribe. We're glad that you could come. I have to say, we were quite surprised when we learned of your, uh, magic."
"Yes. Many people are."
"Uh, the Volturi are very dangerous. Are you sure you want to be involved in this fight?"
"We know of the Volturi," Mr. Weasley spoke up. "And this is our fight as much as it is yours."
"Hear, hear," Charlie said. "We want to lock the Death Eaters up where they belong. And maybe take down a few of the Volturi as well."
The group of witches and wizards glanced at each other in agreement.
The Volturi would appear at the clearing in an hour's time, Alice notified them. They would all be there, the three kings as well as the wives. And the Death Eaters, although blurry in her visions, would be quite a large group.
The group readied themselves for the fight. Tonks slipped her hand into Remus's while Mrs. Weasley fussed over her children. Sirius seemed to be giving some sort of a pep talk to Harry, and Ron was having a conversation with George. The wolves were communicating silently and the vampires were sharing hugs and tender kisses. Except Rosalie. She was full-out making out with her husband.
"Ugh, get a room," Ginny complained. "She's exactly like Fleur."
Hermione shook her head in fond exasperation.
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note: dear readers, i'm sorry about the abrupt break in updating. my shitty brain isn't participating in being productive and happy so i have to pretend. it's not working so well. i have so much on my plate. i'm pressured to do so much and i'm expected to be as good as my family members, who are insanely smart. my family and friends mostly think i'm fine, but i personally feel like i'm drowning in all of the work that i'm expected to do well. idk. it's stupid. - lauren
