Twilight Saga characters
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And the characters and plotline of
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
created and owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 1: The Visitor
"Someone is coming to visit" Alice said, her eyes slightly unfocused as I watched her vision unfold.
"Anyone we know?" Esme asked, nervously. It seemed that, in recent history anyway, those words were ominous… usually the beginning of trouble. It was mere days since the newborn army attacked and the visit from the Volturi.
"No, nobody I recognize… Edward?"
I listened, trying to catch the thoughts of the approaching stranger… He knew Carlisle, or at least new of Carlisle. "Do you know someone called "Hagrid?" I asked Carlisle.
"Hagrid?" He replied… Hagrid… there is only one Hagrid I have ever heard of, and I wasn't even sure if he was real… Could it be?
I puzzled over his thoughts. It was clear this was not someone Carlisle had met, but what did he mean that he wasn't even sure he existed.
"Oh my… Oh my…" Alice's face went blank again. I watched as she saw the stranger approaching… now noticing something was different, but it took me a few moments to figure out what. He was walking alone, but he seemed out of place, or wrong. Then I saw what it was – he was too big… Or the trees were too small. The landscape looked familiar – I could see the recognizable driveway up to our house, the familiar foliage lining the way… but this guy was huge in comparison.
"This Hagrid you knew of – was he… excessively large?" Alice asked.
Oh my, he is real… Carlisle's thoughts alarmed me. "Esme prepare the house. I don't know what to expect, but this is unusual. It is best to be prepared."
Esme quickly flipped the switch that pulled metal shutters over the solid glass back wall. Carlisle called us all down to the front room to prepare.
"We have a visitor – someone who, up until now, I wasn't even sure existed. His name is Hagrid – he his half giant, half human, or at least that is what the lore says. From what I had heard, he is friendly and is usually good hearted, but I don't know anything for certain. As I said, until just now, I wasn't certain he existed."
The tension was high as we waited in silence, not sure what the night would bring. I was thankful that Bella was safely at home in her bed, though a part of me desperately wanted to have her by my side, just to know that she was safe with me. My logical side knew better. If things went terribly wrong tonight, it would be better that she was at home.
Thump, Thump, Thump… the knocking at the front door sounded like someone was trying to break it down with a club. Jasper, Emmett and I took defensive positions around the door, prepared to jump in if needed. Alice's face went blank as she focused on the immediate future. Esme and Rosalie stood to one side, ready to attack if it came to that.
"It will be okay." Alice finally said. We breathed a collective sigh of relief, "He has a message for Carlisle… and Edward. It affects us all." Suddenly she was grinning. I searched her vision and saw why... Oh, this could be interesting.
"Well, I guess I should welcome our visitor," Carlisle stated, not sure what Alice had seen but taking her word that there was no danger. "Good evening" he said to the stranger as he opened the door, "Welcome to my home. My name is Carlisle. Would you like to come in?"
"I'd be muc' obliged." A rough, booming voice replied back, as in walked the largest human we had ever seen. He had to stoop almost to his knees to clear the standard door frame and I wondered if, due to his width, he would fit at all. He was almost twice as tall as an average man and nearly five times as wide…
"Rubeus Hagrid's th' name. Everybody calls me Hagrid."
"We're very pleased to meet you" Carlisle offered his hand when Hagrid finally squeezed himself into our entry way. It was fortunate that our house was designed to be very open with high ceilings. As it was Hagrid had to sit on the floor to be able to carry on any type of conversation.
Carlisle then gestured back toward us… During the process of Hagrid's entrance and settling in, we had all backed up considerably. Carlisle frowned slightly at what could be construed as our rudeness, as he introduced us, "Hagrid, this is my family: Esme, my wife, and our children, Edward, Rosalie and Emmett, Jasper and Alice."
We all filed forward and greeted Hagrid in the order we were introduced, all still very unsure how Carlisle knew of this giant of a man.
"Well, then, the introductions are take' care of… Down to business. Now where was me note…" he padded around his leather clothing, a conglomeration of animal skins and hand sewn garments, checking pockets and creases until he found was he was apparently looking for, "Ah, yes, 'ere it is… An urgent letter from Albus Dumbledore." He said as he presented an envelope to Carlisle.
The envelope appeared to have come from another time, one closer to when Carlisle was changed. The paper appeared to be parchment, the address written in calligraphy with a fountain pen. It was bulky and as Hagrid handed it to Carlisle, I noticed it was sealed with wax.
"Thank you." Carlisle responded as he took the letter.
"You sees, Dumbledore needs you to come to Hogwarts righ' away. There's an issue a brewing with Harry Potter – nots that there ain't always something with 'arry. That boy is cursed with bad luck." I smiled as I recalled someone else with that particular ailment.
Carlisle smiled as well as this Hagrid recounted what was supposed to be in a private letter.
"I guess I shouldn't 've said that – well, it's all in the letter…"
Carlisle opened the letter then, scanning it over at once, then reading to the rest of us.
"My old friend Carlisle,
Very dark times are upon us, or I would not have risked sending you this letter. A very dark Wizard, Lord Voldemort is gathering strength. He is using all his power to reappear as he once was and take control in the Wizarding world. This would have far reaching implications in the muggle world, as I am sure you can understand, affecting all creatures, magical and otherwise.
We have a young boy who is the key to our freedom, Harry Potter. His life is at great risk and I need assistance in protecting him. I have received a prophesy that Harry will be entered into the Tri-Wizard Tournament, though he is under aged and unprepared for such a battle. I fear this is the work of Lord Voldemort in an attempt on young Potter's life.
There are few people I trust with such a task, and those I do trust, are already known. I need someone who would be unknown to come to Hogwarts to help protect young Harry. I hope you will accept my invitation to teach at Hogwarts over the coming year. We have an opening in Herbology that I think you could fill given your extensive knowledge. I assume your family would also accompany you. We may have need for the services of your son, Edward.
There is much to discuss, and time is short. I ask you to consider this request with haste.
Your old friend,
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."
There was a moment of silence then as we took it all in, realizing that we were not much more clear about what was happening now than before the letter was read. Questions flooded to me all at once, as not only my own but the entire family's thoughts penetrated my head:
What, there are Wizards? Why hadn't I heard of this before?
What is with this Harry Potter? Why don't they just un-enter him from the contest?
Can I be in charge of protection? Wizard or not, I'll bring him down. That one was Emmett.
When did Carlisle meet this Dumbledore, and why is he asking for our help?
Does this mean we have to move again? I don't want to move.
I wonder if I could take him… He is huge, but still, I am stronger… I wonder how strong half-giants are? Emmett again.
"Well, then, there it is – so shall I tell the headmaster you accep' his offer?" Hagrid said, hopefully.
We all looked up at him in shock. Was he serious? We were just wrapping our minds around the existence of a half-giant and Wizards… And now he was asking if we were ready to go to Hogwarts, whatever that was, to defend against a dark Wizard?
"Ah, Hagrid… I think my family may have a few questions. Do you have leave to respond to them, or do I need to take them up with Dumbledore directly?" Carlisle started.
"I'll try me bes' to answer what I can. I'm only the groundskeeper and, er... well let's jus' leave it at that," Hagrid responded, looking slightly disappointed that Carlisle didn't answer in the affirmative immediately.
"All right. Thank you. Hogwarts – I am assuming that is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" I was shocked at his question. When had Carlisle ever been to a wizarding school? And why hadn't I known about it? Surely, in all our decades I would have heard of it in his thoughts.
"Yes, that is right." He responded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"And Albus Dumbledore is now the headmaster of this institution?"
"Yes." Hagrid began to eye Carlisle as though he questioned his intelligence.
Carlisle turned to us then… "I'm afraid I may need to fill in some of the gaps, here. Albus Dumbledore is a Wizard I came across once in my visits to England. Wizards are not immortal as we are, but do live much longer lives then normal humans, or muggles as they call them. I met him not long before I settled in Chicago, where I met you, Edward, he looked down at me. He was young then, almost thirty, but was already a very talented and well regarded Wizard.
"I did not know much about his world and, in fact, know very little to this day… However, he did tell me about the existence of Wizards and a school where they developed their magical skills… This is the Hogwarts referred to in the letter.
"Over the years, I have heard rumours of the wizarding world from time to time. That is how I heard about Hagrid. It was really just a story in passing about a half giant who was working with Albus at Hogwarts. I don't know much more then that. I also recall hearing about some sort of uprising that occurred roughly 13 years ago… It was very dark and there was concern it would have an effect on the entire world, but it died down. I didn't ever hear why, but I do remember hearing the phrase 'he, who shall not be named'. I am quite sure, however, I have never heard of the boy you speak of, Harry Potter."
"You've never hear' of Harry?" Hagrid looked incredulously at Carlisle and then the rest of us. Finally accepting that we, indeed, had never heard of this Harry Potter, he launched into an explanation, "Well, Harry Potter is the one who defeated Volde… er, he, who shall not be named in the first place. When he was bu' a baby, Harry was attacked along with his mum and dad. His parents die', but when he, who shall not be named, attacked Harry, he survived, and he, who shall not be named, was killed. Or at least that is what everyone though'. He is famous – the most famous Wizard of all time." He looked back at us all then – as if he imagined we would now recall that we remembered this Harry Potter, but, of course, we didn't.
"Carlisle," Esme started, the first of all of us to have actually spoken since the stranger arrived, "Why haven't you ever mentioned any of this before?"
"The Wizards protect their identity as strongly as we protect ours. They do not, hastily, bring others into their world. It was only because I was involved in an incident that I came in contact with Albus at all. And, it was only because of what I am, that I maintained that knowledge – otherwise the spell they use on muggles would have erased the memory from my mind." Carlisle explained, "I took an oath to protect the knowledge, even from my family and there was never any need to share – it was no more then a passing event in my long life… In context, until now, it was insignificant…"
I finally found my voice, "Why does he know about me, then?" I searched through my vampire memories which were as clear as the day they happened, but found nothing. No reason to believe that I had ever met this Albus Dumbledore.
"As I said, I met Albus just before settling in Chicago. We corresponded sparingly after we first met. In one of my letters I told him about my first attempts to create companions – you, Edward, and then Esme. We haven't corresponded since then, and so I am sure he is unaware of the rest of you."
"Yes, that's true. He said I was to find Carlisle, Edward and Esme Cullen. He never mentione' four more o' you's." Hagrid piped in. "Had a lot of fun findin' you I did. Not easy to track down… And this land is bloody huge, if you don't mind me sayin'."
I saw then, in his mind, that he had to cross the ocean and then travel the country with seemingly no vehicle to speak of. I guessed he wouldn't fit on any commercial airlines and I couldn't imagine a car that would fit him. I wondered if he'd walked and swam the entire way – but that would be ridiculous. He must have at least taken a boat…
"Well, I best be off" He said, suddenly. "What should I tell Dumbledore?" he asked Carlisle.
"Tell him I will consider his offer. I would, very much, like to confer with my family and, I am wondering, if he would consider meeting with me before I finalize my decision."
"He thought you might say that. Here are tickets for somethin' called a plane for the three of yous to come to England. Dumbledore would be happ' to meet with you and discuss the details. I'm not too sure of them all me self. As I said, I'm only the...erm... groundskeeper."
"Do you want anything to eat or do you need a place to rest?" Esme added then. We had some food stocked now that Bella was a regular presence, but I couldn't see where we would be able to offer him a place to rest.
"No, I need to be on my way. I res' when I need to… I've a long journey."
I could only imagine, as he now had to walk back across the country and then travel to England by boat, how long it would take him. I wondered if we would make it there before he did – if we came at all.
"Thank you, Hagrid. Give my best to Albus. I'll be seeing him soon." Carlisle shook his hand and Hagrid stooped and squeezed himself back out of the house and started off down the path.
We all stood in the living room watching him go… for once, the shock and amazement did not flood me with thoughts – everyone was truly speechless in voice and mind.