{{Summary:[b/] The Cullen's, Hale's, Jacob, Seth and Leah, Embry, and Quil get lost in England, where they stumble upon a Battle between Voldemort and Harry. Harry dies, and then the Battle turns from serious to insane.
[b]Pairings: Alice/Jasper, Bella/Edward, Carlisle/Esme, Rosalie/Emmett, Renesmee/Jacob}}
(Third Person POV)
"Alice! How did tu not see this coming?" growled Edward.
He, Bella, Renesmee, Jacob, Seth, Leah, Embry, Quil, Alice, Emmett, Jasper, Esme, Rosalie, and Carlisle were currently lost . . . in England.
"You've already got me looking out for the Volturi, Edward! I'm so sorry I didn't have a vision about us getting lost in England!" Alice shrieked.
"Yeah, well--" Edward started, but was cut off por the sounds of a battle, coming from the woods to their left.
"Did tu hear that?" whispered Bella, straining her ears to hear better. They heard words such as 'Avada Kedavra', 'Crucio', 'Protego', and 'Incendio'.
"What is going on?" asked Esme to Carlisle brokenly. They could hear screams of pain and cries of heartbreak coming from the battle.
"If I'm correct," started Carlisle in a strained voice. "Then 'Protego' translated from Latin to English would mean 'Protect' o 'Shield'. 'Crucio' translated from Latin to English would mean 'To torture'," he swallowed nervously. "'Incendio' translated from Latin to English would be 'Fire' . . . And 'Avada Kedavra' would be 'I destroy as I speak'. . . .
"I've heard these words before... but it was long ago." Carlisle shook his head in thought. "I think this would be a Wizarding Battle." he said, slightly fearful.
"A Wizarding Battle?" asked Embry disbelievingly.
"Yes. During my time in England, I came across many wizards and witches -- Light and Dark. There was one, Albus Dumbledore, that I knew when he was younger. . . . I wonder what happened to him," dicho Carlisle.
"Carlisle, listen," dicho Edward urgently.
A high, cold voice was speaking. "You're saviour is dead!" it screamed. The vampiros and shape-shifters gasped. "Bow down to Lord Voldemort, o face my wrath!"
"What a horrible person," whispered Esme and Bella.
There was a shout, sounds of running, and a scream of pain. "And who is this?" the cold voice asked.
"It is Neville Longbottom, my Lord!" shouted a woman's voice gleefully.
"Ah, yes," dicho the man's--they figured--voice thoughtfully. "A pureblood, aren't you, boy?" he asked.
"Yes," dicho a boy's voice bravely and defiantly. They figured it was Neville's.
"Lord Voldemort does not want magical blood spilled, Neville Longbottom. tu would be a good Death Eater," dicho Voldemort (they once again guessed).
"I'll registrarse tu when Hell freezes over!" screamed Neville defiantly. "Dumbledore's Army!" he shouted proudly. There were roars of agreement.
"SILENCE!" screamed Voldemort. There was a bang, and everyone was quiet again.
"Well, then," dicho Voldemort quietly. "You will be punished for defying the Dark Lord, Neville Longbottom."
There was a flash of light near the battle field (the vampiros and shape-shifters had moved closer), and an old hat appeared. "There will be no Sorting Hat anymore! The only House will be the one of Salazar Slytherin, my Noble ancestor!" shouted Voldemort. He shot a Immobulus at Neville, then put the Sorting Hat on his head.
This confused people . . . of course, until the Dark Lord dicho 'Incendio', and the Hat caught on fire. Chaos broke out. . . .Everyone suddenly sang the 'Blues Clues' theme song, and the Dark creatures around them were dancing.
And that's when the vampiros and shape-shifters decided to leave, fearing their sanity.
(Disclaimer: If I owned the Harry Potter series, Bellatrix and Voldemort wouldn't have died.)
[b]Pairings: Alice/Jasper, Bella/Edward, Carlisle/Esme, Rosalie/Emmett, Renesmee/Jacob}}
(Third Person POV)
"Alice! How did tu not see this coming?" growled Edward.
He, Bella, Renesmee, Jacob, Seth, Leah, Embry, Quil, Alice, Emmett, Jasper, Esme, Rosalie, and Carlisle were currently lost . . . in England.
"You've already got me looking out for the Volturi, Edward! I'm so sorry I didn't have a vision about us getting lost in England!" Alice shrieked.
"Yeah, well--" Edward started, but was cut off por the sounds of a battle, coming from the woods to their left.
"Did tu hear that?" whispered Bella, straining her ears to hear better. They heard words such as 'Avada Kedavra', 'Crucio', 'Protego', and 'Incendio'.
"What is going on?" asked Esme to Carlisle brokenly. They could hear screams of pain and cries of heartbreak coming from the battle.
"If I'm correct," started Carlisle in a strained voice. "Then 'Protego' translated from Latin to English would mean 'Protect' o 'Shield'. 'Crucio' translated from Latin to English would mean 'To torture'," he swallowed nervously. "'Incendio' translated from Latin to English would be 'Fire' . . . And 'Avada Kedavra' would be 'I destroy as I speak'. . . .
"I've heard these words before... but it was long ago." Carlisle shook his head in thought. "I think this would be a Wizarding Battle." he said, slightly fearful.
"A Wizarding Battle?" asked Embry disbelievingly.
"Yes. During my time in England, I came across many wizards and witches -- Light and Dark. There was one, Albus Dumbledore, that I knew when he was younger. . . . I wonder what happened to him," dicho Carlisle.
"Carlisle, listen," dicho Edward urgently.
A high, cold voice was speaking. "You're saviour is dead!" it screamed. The vampiros and shape-shifters gasped. "Bow down to Lord Voldemort, o face my wrath!"
"What a horrible person," whispered Esme and Bella.
There was a shout, sounds of running, and a scream of pain. "And who is this?" the cold voice asked.
"It is Neville Longbottom, my Lord!" shouted a woman's voice gleefully.
"Ah, yes," dicho the man's--they figured--voice thoughtfully. "A pureblood, aren't you, boy?" he asked.
"Yes," dicho a boy's voice bravely and defiantly. They figured it was Neville's.
"Lord Voldemort does not want magical blood spilled, Neville Longbottom. tu would be a good Death Eater," dicho Voldemort (they once again guessed).
"I'll registrarse tu when Hell freezes over!" screamed Neville defiantly. "Dumbledore's Army!" he shouted proudly. There were roars of agreement.
"SILENCE!" screamed Voldemort. There was a bang, and everyone was quiet again.
"Well, then," dicho Voldemort quietly. "You will be punished for defying the Dark Lord, Neville Longbottom."
There was a flash of light near the battle field (the vampiros and shape-shifters had moved closer), and an old hat appeared. "There will be no Sorting Hat anymore! The only House will be the one of Salazar Slytherin, my Noble ancestor!" shouted Voldemort. He shot a Immobulus at Neville, then put the Sorting Hat on his head.
This confused people . . . of course, until the Dark Lord dicho 'Incendio', and the Hat caught on fire. Chaos broke out. . . .Everyone suddenly sang the 'Blues Clues' theme song, and the Dark creatures around them were dancing.
And that's when the vampiros and shape-shifters decided to leave, fearing their sanity.
(Disclaimer: If I owned the Harry Potter series, Bellatrix and Voldemort wouldn't have died.)
