Here it is guys! Chapter one of the sequel! I will be straying a bit more from New Moon in this one but certain events will still happen! Please review and let me know what you think! Hopefully the story flows! Have an awesome day guys!
Hermione sat up in her bed, looking out of her window as Teddy slept next to her. It was September 20, 1999 and the day before had been Hermione's twentieth birthday, Bella's birthday had passed quickly, with fake smiles and thanks for the birthday wishes and a small party at Charlie's house with all the Cullens and both Blacks, though Billy refused to speak to anyone besides Charlie, Jacob and occasionally Hermione. She sighed then looked at her clock and saw that she needed to get ready for school.
She quickly dressed and made sure her hair and scars, except for James' bite mark, were glamoured and then woke Teddy up to get him ready. As she was putting some shoes on him, Charlie walked in with a camera.
"What's that for Charlie?"
"Well, uh, it's for you. A late birthday present, I had meant to give it to you last night but we all fell asleep pretty quickly. I hope you like it."
Hermione picked up the camera from Charlie's hand and smiled at him, "Thank you so much Charlie, you didn't have to get me anything but I love it." She gave him a hug.
"Grandpa!" Teddy squealed and he ran to him and hugged his legs.
"Hey little buddy, how about I take you over to Harpers house today and your mom can go straight to school."
"You don't have to take him Charlie, I can do it."
"No, today I don't have to go to the station until a little later so I can take him when I need to leave. So go on and go to school. Go see your boyfriend; I'll take care of this little guy." Charlie said as he picked Teddy up.
Hermione smiled and then kissed Teddy on his forehead, "Thank you Charlie, I'll see you after school."
"Will any of the Cullens be coming over tonight?"
"I'm not sure; I know Alice has been begging me to come over to her house. She seems to love to dress people up."
Charlie chuckled, "Well, good luck with that then."
"You're not going to offer me any help Charlie?"
"No, I refuse to come between you and Alice. That is just asking for trouble."
Hermione laughed, "Scared to come between me and the pixie-pire?"
He nodded, "You're on your own kid."
Hermione gave one last kiss to Teddy before walking out the front door, laughing all the way to her truck.
Arriving at school, Hermione saw that Jasper, Edward and Alice were talking to Angela and Ben near Edwards Volvo. After parking, Hermione jumped out of her car and walked to Edward and her friends.
"Bella!" Alice squealed as slowly bounced over to Hermione.
"Good morning Alice," Hermione said with a smile. She frowned when she saw how dark her eyes were. "When was the last time you fed?" She whispered.
"We were going to go today after school, I haven't seen anything happen."
Hermione nodded but the frown was still etched onto her face, just because nothing had been seen does not mean something wouldn't happen.
The frown was wiped off of her face as Edward walked up to her and pulled her into a hug. "Good morning, Bella."
She smiled up at him, "Good morning Edward. How was your Sunday without me and Teddy?"
"Strange, we are all so used to you both being over at the house for a few hours. Why did Charlie want you and Teddy to stay at your house Sunday?"
"He just wanted to spend some time with us. He's had so much paperwork at the station so he wanted to spend some time with us. It was nice though, Teddy enjoyed spending the day with him."
"Well I'm glad you both had fun."
The bell ringing made Alice dance off while dragging Jasper along with her and Edward and Hermione walked to their shared English class.
They were going over Romeo and Juliet in class and Hermione was trying to pay attention to the teacher, but Edward kept rubbing her new scar.
"Are you okay?" She asked him softly, lacing her fingers through his.
"I find myself envious that Romeo was so easily able to kill himself, to meet his love in the afterlife."
Hermione was horrified, "You're envious?"
He nodded, "It is not easy to die when you are a vampire and one would need to provoke the Volturi. The thought crossed my mind as we were running to the ballet studio. We all feared for a moment that we would be too late."
"You were thinking about having yourself killed? That's insane!" She knew that Aro, Marcus, and Caius wouldn't hesitate to dispose of a possible threat to their kind, and thinking of Edward burning in a pile in their castle made her skin crawl.
"I don't think that I could live in a world without you Bella."
"If I die, I would want you to carry on, not kill yourself."
He shook his head, "I don't think I could live on, you mean the world to me."
"What about the rest of your family? They would miss you if you got yourself killed, wouldn't you want to live for them?"
"Yeah, I guess so," But he didn't sound like he truly meant it.
"So tell me more about the Volturi, you mentioned them a moment ago." She was curious to hear about them from Edward's perspective.
"They are the self-appointed kings of our race. They make sure we follow the rules that have been set, mostly about exposure. Aro, Marcus and Caius, the nighttime patron of the arts, and they show no mercy. You do not irritate the Volturi unless you want to die."
"Well, you can just put the thought of having yourself killed out of your mind."
He just nodded and then looked back to the teacher.
Hermione sat forward and put her chin in her hands, she wouldn't ever let Edward do something like that. The bell ringing brought her back to the present and so she and Edward quietly walked to their next classes.
The rest of the morning passed slowly with Hermione's thoughts constantly straying to Edward's words. Lunch came and she, Angela and Ben sat at the table where Edward, Alice, and Jasper were already sitting.
Everything was going fine until Hermione heard Angela curse under her breath and all three vampires tensed up Jasper looked as if he was having trouble keeping himself in his seat, Alice and Edward's arms held one of his. Angela had cut herself.