Disclaimer: I don't own it. Any of it. Not Harry Potter, Twilight, or Doctor Who.

Yeah, so this is kinda old news. It's called procrastination. Oh well, enjoy. :)

Thanks to my mom (the lurker..BOO!) for the idea.


Before Harry could make any further protest, Dumbledore lowered the crystal goblet into the potion. For a split second, Harry hoped that he would not be able to touch the potion with the goblet, but the crystal sank into the surface as nothing else had; when the glass was full to the brim, Dumbledore lifted it to his mouth.

"Your good health, Harry."

A pale hand stopped the goblet in midair. Harry watched in amazement as the goblet's contents were poured onto the ground.

"Not yet," came a voice from the darkness.

"Cedric??!?!" exclaimed Harry, as the person took the goblet from Dumbledore.

"Edward Cullen," he said coldly, "and I think that you should probably go back to Hogwarts now."

"We aren't going to leave! Professor, tell him!" Harry said and pointed his wand menacingly at Edward. He looked towards where Dumbledore was seconds ago, but he was getting back into the boat.

"Professor?"

"Come, Harry, we'll be back later."

A girl appeared next to Edward.

"Oh yes, you will," she giggled.

Harry backed up slightly, almost falling into the water.

"Alice, you're frightening him."

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Harry exclaimed, pointing his wand at both Edward and Alice in turn.

"Edward and Alice Cullen," said the Cedric-that-wasn't-Cedric.

"What about us?"

Harry turned to see another boat emerging from the mist.

"And this is Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, Emmet, Rosalie, Bella, Jacob, James and Victoria," said Alice.

"What are you doing here? This is Voldemort's cave!"

"We're the cast of the new Twilight movie. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince doesn't come out until next summer. This is our turf. Get out."

"But--WHAT?"

"If it helps, their all vampires!! Excluding Jacob, he's normal..." the girl named Bella yelled from the boat.

Jacob growled.

"Sorry, Jacob, that's not until the next book…"

"WHAT?"

A blue box appeared on the island.

"Um, sorry, that's my line, would you mind not using that?"


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