Seamus Finnigain and Timothy Fawley sat in the Room of Requirement. 

The later of the two had grow nearly two feet, making him six feet tall. His dirty blonde hair was splayed across his forehead as Madam Pomfrey tended to his wounds. 

At least thirty students sat in the Room of Requirement, waiting for the latest broadcast to come one. 

Most were beaten and battered beyond recognition. 

"Welcome back to another broadcast of Potterwatch," Fred Weasley stated. "I'm Rapier. Today I'm joined by Romulus."

"We ask everyone to refer to The Pheonix Diaries whenever they can." Remus Lupin said. Everyone noticed how hollowed her sounded. "Spells and charms could be used around your residence that could save your life."

"Since our last broadcast, a total of fifteen fatalities occur," Fred said solemly. 

Seamus listened eagerly. He needed to know if Dean was alive. If Nova was alive. If Harry and Ron were alive. If Hermione and Ginny were alive. 

But mainly Dean. 

Relief flooded Seamus's heart when none of the names her dreaded to hear was heard. 

"We also have a special message from Nova Lupin-Black," Remus stated after he cleared his throat. 

Almost everyone perked up. 

Nova?

Nova was alive?

"Hello, Potterwatch," came the familiar voice of Nova. "I hope you are safe when you hear this message, but there is a chance you have already lost someone. 

"I know how hard it can be to lost someone. To feel like the walls surrounding your heart collapsed in on themselves. To feel lost in the grand sea." she said. "It's hard to heal. It hurts like a son of a bitch. But grief can only hurt as long as you allow it to. I'm not saying don't grieve. I'm saying to not let the grief consume you. I'm saying to get back on your feet and fight.

"I know what it's like to be afraid." she informed. "I know what it's like to want to curl into ball and hide were nothing and no one can reach you. It's normal to be afraid. It's okay to be afraid. 

"What's not okay is allowing the fear to swallow you whole. It's not okay to allow your fear to stop you. It's not okay to allow your fear to stop you from fighting." She said with immense passion. "You need to keep fighting. Every person counts. Every person matters. If you stop fighting, we lost the war. If you stop fighting, you're letting them win. If you stop fighting, you're giving up a decent life."

Seamus looked around the room. He noticed with immense pride that the students seemed to be gaining spirits. 

It's always been one of Nova's talents. She has a way with words. 

"I have been held prisoner by Death Eaters since August. I've been tortured. I've had my body pushed to the point of breaking. I've been starved. I've been alone. I've had my soul crushed." She stated fiercly. "I'm. Still. Fighting. If you stop fighting, what I went through will become something that's normal. It will become something we all have to face.

"I understand feeling like there is no light at the end of the tunnel," Nova said. "I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel, therefore it isn't there. But that's because something blocking it. Sometimes, you have to blast your way through the tunnel in order to see the other side. It's your fate, and you can control it."

***

The Cullens, a family of vampires, were hunting in a forest. As they ran, trees flew past them. They could hear things from miles away. They could smell things, leading them to be the best of trackers. 

"Do you smell that?" Emmett questioned. His strong and burly appearance made him intimidating to most. His dark brown hair sat on top of his head, contrasting against his pale skin. 

"It's blood," Alice confirmed. Her short black hair was spiky in its pixie cup, and her petite form was one most would kill for. 

"No," Rosalie rolled her eyes. "It's fruit punch."

Rosalie was perhaps the best looking out of the group. Her long blonde hair fell freely around her head, in almost perfect style. Her skin was paler and more flawless than a porcelain doll. A beauty mark rested above her lip. 

Without another word, the cove ran towards the source. 

When they arrived, they saw the body of a girl. 

Her caramel hair was spread around her head like a fan. Blood pulsed from several wounds. She was bruised and her skin was pale. 

Edward Cullen, the youngest of the family, felt a sense of familiarity towards the girl. 

The eldest of the vampires, Carlisle, moved swiftly towards the girl. The blonde was prepared to turn her. 

Edward stopped him. 

"Don't," He spoke quietly. 

"Why not?" Jasper asked. He, much like Carlisle, has blonde hair. His, however, was darker. 

"She's familiar . . ." Edward informed. "But I don't know how."

"If we turn her," Emmett stated. "You can know."

"Alice, what do you see?" Esme asked. Her dark brown hair was pulled into a bun. 

"I can't see anything," the petite vampire answered. 

Carlisle stepped forward but Edward stood in front of him. 

"Don't." he warned. "I might not remember much, but I know that if you turn her, you will have one angry mob after you. Not to mention she can murder you with a single glare."

"Don't jest, Edward," Emmett laughed. "It's not possible-"

"Trust me," Edward whispered. 

He walked carefully over to Nova's body. He moved to shake her slightly when she revealed her honey eyes. 

"Ced?" 

Nova sat up. She examined the people surrounding her and jumped to her feet. 

"I'm Edward," he stated. 

"Sorry," Nova murmured. "You just look like a friend of mine. Cedric Diggory. He was a Hufflepuff."

"What the hell is a Jigglypuff?" Emmett questioned. 

"It's Hufflepuff," Nova corrected. "It's one of the Hogwarts houses-Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Rosalie Hale," The blonde woman informed. "We are the Cullens."

Nova felt something nagging her brian. 

"I'm Nova. Nova Lupin-Black," Nova stated. 

She felt the nagging feeling in the back of her mind once more. 

"Stay the hell out of my mind," She snapped turning to Edward. 

"How-?"

Nova's honey eyes narrowed on Edward's. She forced herself into his mind. She saw the memories of Cedric, but they were blocked. Nova, being Nova, knocked them down. 

Edward shut his eyes. When he opened them, they showed recognition. 

"Nova," He grinned. 

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Nova shouted pushing him to the ground. 

Everyone else was too shocked to move. 

"THREE YEARS! THREE FUCKING YEAR! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!"

"Technically, he is dead-" Carlisle spoke.

"Zip it, Vampire Ken Doll," Nova hissed. 

She grabbed Cedric (or Edward, whatever he goes by), and threw him into a tree. 

"You have three seconds to tell me why I shouldn't kill you," Nova growled. 

"I see you haven't changed," Cedric grinned. 

"I'll kick you vampire arse."

"He's a vampire . . ." Jasper stated. 

"Don't underestimate her. She's bloody scary,"  Edward shuddered. 

"So . . .Edward," Nova began. "Why haven't you told your father your alive?"

"Because he didn't remember anything," Carlisle stated. "When I turned him, he didn't remember his own name."

"Can someone please explain what's going on?" Rosalie asked. 

Edward looked at Nova. 

"Don't look at me! I've got enough shit on my table right now." Nova stated with her arms crossed. "You explain the basics and I'll catch you up on everything."

And so Edward explained that he was a wizard. He explained the tournament and gave a run down of what Hogwarts is like. 

"What about you?" Rosalie asked Nova. 

"I'm the daughter of two gay men," Nova stated. "One magical procedure later and I'm here with some Bad Bitch Powers. One's a werewolf. The other is an accused mass murderer. He's dead by the way. I'm being targetted by an evil Hitler."

"Sirius Black is innocent?" Cedric asked. 

"Yeah. His name was only cleared after he died." Nova stated bitterly. 

"What else happened?"

"After your death, Ced, You-Know-Who rose. I can't say his fucking name because it's jinxed. Anways, after you died, Harry and I were painted as attention-seeking liars. The whole world hated us. Dumbledore formed an underground organization to take down Moldyshorts. I was the youngest member at fifteen. We had this toad as a teacher that used Blood Quills." Nova explained. "She's gone. Harry and I decided to form an illegal defense group for the studnet sto learn how to defend themselves since Umbitch wasn't teaching us shit. We thought my Da was being held by Death Eaters. Lead to one huge battle based off some prophecy. My Da came. He was killed by Bellatrix. Harry watched him die. I was too busy trying to kill his murderer to notice. The world finally believed Moldyshorts was back. 

"The following year, I got the Trace removed so I have been able to do magic outside of school. Discovered more of Moldyshort's background." Nova informed. "A fight broke out at Hogwarts with Death Eaters. Dumbledore died. Snape's a traitor, whcih didn't really shock me. 

"Went to Fleur's wedding with Bill Weasley. It was beautiful. Death Eaters crashed it. I was taken prisoner. Tortured for months on end amoung other shit. Escaped. Been raising hell. Been calling his name, leading to Snatchers chasing me. It's a wonderful distraction if you ask me. Made my family think I'm dead. Said goodbye. Watched my mentor die. Good times!"

"So . . ." Cedric began. "Are you dating Harry?"

"That's your first question?" Esme asked flabbergasted. 

"Yes, I am," Nova stated. "I haven't seen him since the first of August. Our anniversary is December 20."

"That's a lot," Jasper stated. 

"That's only half of it," Nova stated. "I'm also being tracked every second. Had a baby brother. On top of everything I have Fenrir Greyback and Bellatrix Lestrange fighting over who gets to kill me."

"How are you still alive?" Alice asked. 

"I'm too stubborn to stay dead," Nova shrugged. 

"So how exactly do you two know each other?" Emmett asked with a dark brow raised. 

"We're friends," Nova answered. 

"We dated for two months before we decided to go back to being friends," Edward clarified. 

"He used to get me flowers every Friday," Nova stated. "It started after he failed to get me my favorite flower. I insisted it was alright, but he was dead set on finding my favorite flower."

"That's sweet," Rosalie smiled. 

"He was. Then he had to die," Nova shot Cedric a glare. 

"I'm never gonna live that down, am I?"

"No." Nova grinned. "It's okay. One time Harry confessed to being sexually attracted to treacle tart. He didn't mean it, but Ron and I will never let him forget it."

Nova smirked as an idea came to mind. 

"I don't like that face," Cedric stated as Nova sat up. "That's the 'Nova Has An Idea Face'."

"Who wants to help me steal a dragon?"