The Wolves

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River Edge might be a small inn, but it was cozy and had a nice relaxing ambience. Hermione liked it. It certainly was worth every penny she spent. Her room was spacious and clean, her bed was comfortable and the breakfast buffet was delicious. By the time she finished her pancakes, it was already 8 o'clock. As promised, she called Harry, Ginny and George.

She told them about her meeting with Charlie, that he was so nice and welcoming. The trio was glad to hear it. They were also very supportive of her plan to take the paternity test, but when she told them about Isabella Swan, Ginny and George had a few unkind words for the girl. The only thing she left out of the conversation is Edward. She decided not to tell her friends about the vampire yet.

Before she left London, she had researched the record of magical creatures in Forks. She found the list empty. Meaning Edward was living there without the knowledge of MACUSA (The American version for Ministry of Magic). She could report it, but she was never one to make an uninformed decision. She needed to be sure first of the situation before making any moves.

Charlie had called her after breakfast. He said he had arranged for them to take their DNA Sample today at his lunch break, which made Hermione's stomach lurch. Nervousness and excitement filled her at the same time. It's the same feeling she had each time she had to taken an exam. She was anxious but she knew she would do great.

To fill the time and calm her nerves, Hermione stayed all morning in her room scanning every book she bought, looking for information about vampires. She found three books with relevant information: The Dark Arts (her old Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook), The Living Dead (an encyclopedia of living dead creatures), and much to her dismay, Gilderoy Lockhart's Voyages with Vampires.

"'How to kill vampire... Spell to defend yourself against vampire... Vampire's weaknesses' This is not what I'm looking for." Hermione shut The Dark Arts closed, frustrated that she hardly found any useful information. She didn't want to kill Edward, she just wanted to find out what makes him different from Sanguini and the likes she met before.

Gilderoy Lockhart's book was no help either. It was focusing entirely on him. The vampires he mentioned in his book was more of a sidekick to his superhero story. He barely mentioned them.

She was just about to read The Living Dead, when she heard a knock on her door. Charlie had come to get her.

Shoving the books into her handbag, she and Charlie left the inn. Fifteen minutes later they arrived at a small one-floor building coated in pale white paint. The parking lot was almost empty when they pulled in, and if it wasn't for the sign in the front lawn that said Forks Community Hospital, Hermione wouldn't have guessed it was a hospital. It just wasn't as big as St. Mungo or any other Muggle hospital she saw back in London.

When they entered the building, they were immediately greeted by a gorgeous looking young woman sitting at the reception counter.

"Ah, Chief Swan." Her bright blue eyes glinted with excitement when she looked at Hermione. "This must be the girl."

"Yes, this is Hermione Granger. The girl I was telling you about yesterday." Charlie answered.

"I see she has your eyes." The woman said, her eyes carefully studying Hermione's facial features.

Charlie stared awkwardly at the floor, not sure how to respond to the statement. He was sure Hermione was his daughter, but he was not used to having other people point out their similarities like they were a normal family. It made him feel uncomfortable, yet happy at the same time. Hermione seemed to feel the same way, because she was rubbing her arm nervously while blushing.

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