Characters belongs to Stephenie Meyer. This is just a fanmade story by me.

Here's a HUUUUUGE apology for you all from me.

I'm really not in the mood to elaborate on why I haven't updated this story in months, so let me just summarize it for you: School, stress, block, move, stress, block, turned 18, block, hectic life, block, school... and did I say block?

I know this ain't the longest chapter, so I apologize for that as well. And hopefully I've still got all my fans... and hopefully someone will be happy that this story have been updated. I know I am at least, because it's been bugging me that I haven't updated this one until now.

And I know I promised "Wands" in this one, but it'll be in the next chapter instead, because this story was in serious need for an INTERVENTION! :D

So... yeah, without further ado...

ENJOY!!!

Intervention

"Okay, Edward," My Bella said, with tears in her beautiful brown eyes. "I'm sorry about this, but it's necessary. I have no idea what's going on right now - between us, I mean. You've changed since we got here. And it hasn't been for the better either."

"Edward," Jasper then said, laying a calming hand on her shoulder. "This is an intervention."

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Okay, so how did I get here again? Well, as far as I knew, it all began after I'd kissed Hermione Granger, a girl in my class and house...

I didn't plan to cheat on Bella, it just happened, I swear. The scent of freesias and seeing the clumsiness before me made me convinced that I'd run into Bella, who I was desperately looking for, since Jasper had decided it'd be fun to mess with my emotions. I was so happy that I'd found her that I hugged her to me and kissed her.

Obviously, I'd been mistaken, because it hadn't been my Bella after all. It had been a complete stranger!

After that Ron had turned towards me again, before I'd been able to escape – which I could've done if only I could've used my inhuman speed to get away – and he started yelling at me, accusing me of attempt at rape.

What was with all this talk about me being a rapist? It was the second time today for crying out loud!

Edward Cullen, a rapist? - In your dreams...

Ron still had his wand out and threatened me with it, and of course I had to admit myself defeated. At least for now. I couldn't hurt him; he was human, and weak. I could kill him with one strike, which would be devastating for this story. Where would the comic relief be then? I doubted Harry and Hermione would be that fun together...

Although, I think Hermione could be alright... she did remind me a lot of Bella after all. And thinking of her again made me miss her even more. I wondered where she was now, if I had upset her a great deal, if she would forgive me later or if I would have to get down on my knees and beg for her forgiveness.

"Well," I said to the wiz kids, who seemed rather surprised when I called for their attention. They'd totally forgotten I was here. "As much fun as this was, I must get going. Goodbye."

"Yeah," Ron murmured, barely paying any attention to me. He was too focused on the mystery that was Hermione. "Bye."

"Bye." The other two said as well.

I wandered away from them and decided I would return to the Gryffindor common room. Maybe the others were there, and maybe - hopefully - even Bella was there. That thought filled me up with hope. I really did wish for her to be there, because we were desperatedly in need for a talk, since this place was having the weirdest effect on us all.

The halls were more or less deserted. Only a few students were out and about; the majority of them were skipping classes. As I passed their eyes immediately went to me. I ignored them easily and continued on.

It was annoying how I couldn't run in my normal speed to the Gryffindor tower; we couldn't expose ourselves to anyone, apart from Dumbledore who we had to tell. If we did tell the other humans, or witches and wizards if you may, it'd probably cause panic. Where would we go then?

It took me about fifteen minutes to get there, and when I finally climbed through the portrait hole, I saw that my whole family was there. Even Carlisle and Esme.

They sat in a half-circle facing me, and judging from the thoughts they'd been expecting me.

"Carlisle! Esme!" I cried, feeling releaved to see them again. Maybe Carlisle knew what to do, as he so often did. "How did you get here? And when?"

"Edward," Carlisle said calmly. "We can talk about that later. Right now we have some other and more important matters to discuss."

"Edward," Bella whispered. I turned to look at her, sitting inbetween Jasper and Alice on one of the couches. "Please, sit down."

The tone in her voice surprised me. She sounded so sad.

I sat down in one of the armchairs, opposite my family.

"Okay, Edward," My Bella said, with tears in her beautiful brown eyes. "I'm sorry about this, but it's necessary. I have no idea what's going on right now - between us, I mean. You've changed since we got here. And it hasn't been for the better either."

"Edward," Jasper then said, laying a calming hand on her shoulder. "This is an intervention."

One... two... three minutes of silence.

I blinked. "What?"

"Edward, man," Emmett said. "You've gone crazy."

"Mental." Jasper nodded.

"Pathetic." Rosalie shrugged.

Alice leaned in. "You're even worse than me." she whispered.

Bella nodded. "You are, Edward." she said solemnly. "You're crazier than all of us together. Crazier than Jasper who tried to kill me, crazier than Emmett who could consider to have sex with trees, crazier than Rosalie who still wants kids. You're more insane than Carlisle who've been living in abstinence for over 300 years, crazier than Esme who raised you guys – just look at you all now!"

The feeling inside the room was so eerie, it almost made me nervous.

"What about Alice?" I wondered, since she didn't mention her.

"She shops, Edward." Bella whispered so quietly it was as if she was confessing to a murder.

I blinked again. Shopping wasn't crazy... Okay, Alice did love to shop quite a lot, but it wasn't that bad. Therefore I didn't understand what she meant by it.

"Shops?"

"She bought you, Edward." Bella said. "You're her bitch now."

What the...?

"Alice bought me?" I raised an eyebrow.

Who's crazy now?

"Yes." They all said at the same time, nodding in unison.

I just stared at them, utterly speechless for the first time in my whole existence. They stared back at me unabashedly, like everything was completely normal, like this conversation wasn't totally fucked up, like Emmett would've expressed it.

I bowed my head down, shaking it vehemently. That was just silly! Alice buying me?

"Edward...?" Bella said softly then. I felt her tugging at my arm.

I swatted her hand away. "No."

"Ow, Edward!"

"Alice... she can't buy me." I protested.

Emmett started laughing. The others snickered quietly, too.

"What are you talking about?" Bella said, sounding confused.

I shook my head again. "No."

"Edward?" she tugged at my arm again. "Wake up...!"

What?

I looked up, and realized that I was suddenly lying down, and the others were looking at me from above. What the...? How did I get here?

"Bella...?"

"Yes?" She looked worried.

"What happened?"

"You passed out, Edward." her brows furrowed together. "I didn't think vampires could lose consciousness..."

I'd lost consciousness?

"Where am I?"

"You're in the hospital wing, dear." A short, plump, old woman said, who stood in between Rosalie and Jasper. "I'm afraid the fumes got to you during Potions class."

What...? Potions class? I didn't have Potions before, did I? I was certain I had Transfiguration...

I looked over at Bella, who stared back at me, her eyes still full of worry.

"Can I perhaps talk to you alone?" I asked.

She looked around at the others, and they nodded.

"We'll talk later, bro." Emmett said, and then they all walked out from the hospital wing. When the door had shut behind them, I turned to Bella.

"What really happened here?"

"You passed out in Potions." she told me, repeating what Madame Pomfrey had said earlier, but I didn't believe her. I couldn't. I was absolutely certain that I'd had Transfiguration with Rosalie and Jasper before.

"I had Transfiguration with Rose & Jazz..."

Her eyebrows furrowed again. "Edward, you must've dreamt that..."

"Bella, I can't sleep, so how on Earth could I have dreamt that?!"

Why weren't they telling me the truth?

"I don't know, Edward!" she cried exasperatedly, clearly upset. "But you still passed out in Potions! You said you were feeling dizzy all of a sudden, which, of course, alarmed both me, you and Alice. And then we asked Professor Snape if we could go to the hospital wing, and he pretty reluctantly said okay, and then you passed out on the way here. Then Alice and me more or less dragged you up here."

"How long have I been out of it?"

"For about ten hours, I think." she frowned. "I was about to head off to dinner, but then Alice said you were waking up."

"So all of that was just a dream?"

"I have no idea what you dreamt, but yeah, I guess so..."

"So you haven't thrown up on Harry Potter?"

"God, no!" she laughed. "You think I'd still be here then? I would've buried myself, like, ten feet under the ground."

"And I didn't kiss Hermione?"

"What?!" she cried.

"Nothing." I said hurriedly before she could get too upset. "Nevermind."

She still frowned.

"But you guys didn't have an intervention for me then? And Alice doesn't own me, right?"

The frown on her too-cute face disappeared as she started laughing again. "I was curious about that." she smiled. "But no, none of that happened."

She got up from the bed next to the one I was laying in, and sat down beside me. "You know you scared the crap out of me, right?"

I frowned. "I didn't mean to, love." I took her hand in mine and kissed it gingerly as I looked up at her. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "It's alright, Edward," she murmured, looking down. "As long as you don't ever do that again. I don't want to lose you... I love you."

"I love you, too."

I motioned for her to lay down beside me, and she carefully did, resting her head on my chest. She sighed in contentment. I did, too, inhaling her sweet scent.

"How come I can't remember even going to Potions class?" I wondered out loud after a short comfortable silence." I distinctively remember that this morning we were discussing which classes we would be having, and Jasper, Rosalie and I would have Transfiguration together whilst you were having Defense Against the Dark Arts with Alice and Emmett."

"Snape said that the potion you accidentally inhaled a bit too much of could have that effect on you; replacement of memories. Luckily you didn't drink any of it, or else you could've have fullblown amnesia!"

Her stomach started rumbling then, and I was reminded of the fact that Bella probably hadn't eaten for hours, because of my passing out during class.

"You must be hungry." I said. "Come on, let's go down and eat."

She nodded with a grateful smile, getting up from the bed.

Madame Pomfrey came out then and asked if I was alright, and if I shouldn't be laying down again. I told her I was perfectly fine and bade her farewell before Bella and I went out to Emmett and the others, hand in hand.

"You alright, man?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

I nodded. "I'm fine, Em."

"You really did scare us there, bro," Jasper admitted, giving me a slap on the back, happy that I was okay.

Alice nodded in agreement.

"No need to worry about me anymore," I smiled at them all. "I'm perfectly alright now."

Bella smiled up at me.

"Come on," I grinned, leading the way to the Great Hall. "I have a human to feed, and you all have some explaining to do!"

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I think I've lost my touch... I have, haven't I?
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