Okay! Here's Chapter 17! I hope you like it! Sorry I took so long to update and sorry that it's so short the next chapter will be longer! :):):) xxx

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*Hermione's POV*

After an hour Paul, Seth and I managed to get Chloe to Seth's house and as soon as Seth laid her on the bed she was already sleeping peacefully. On our way to Seth's I had collected Chloe's belongings from the Cullens along with my own before I collected more of Chloe's things from her house and a whole suitcase filled with my stuff from my house. I made sure Harry and the others knew where Chloe and I were staying before I left.

Paul and I left Seth's house once we were certain Chloe was okay and we headed straight to his house. I just realised that I'd never actually been to his house before so I was kinda looking forward to it.

We drove through La Push in my car, Paul was driving as I didn't know where he lived. We pulled up outside a normal looking house. Two or three bedrooms, large front and back gardens, very modern looking, it was rather nice. Paul smiled at me before we both climbed out of the car. He grabbed my suitcase and took my hand in his as he pulled me towards his house.

"Is your dad in?" I asked when he pulled out his keys to unlock the door.

"No actually. He's on holiday with some friends for the next week." Said Paul.

"Well, I can't wait to meet him when he gets back." I replied.

"And I can't wait to introduce him to my wonderful girlfriend." He said before he leaned down and pecked me on the lips. I smiled widely and followed him inside the house.

I closed the front door behind me and followed Paul up the stairs. There were three doors upstairs, the one on the right was Paul's dad's room and the one in the middle was the main bathroom so the one on the left was Paul's bedroom. I followed Paul into his room and began to look around as Paul made room for my clothes in his wardrobe.

He had his double bed against the wall to the left and had a huge flat-screen TV opposite the bed. His wardrobe was on the left hand side of his window whilst his desk was on the right. There was another door in his room that led to his own bathroom which was surprisingly tidy. There were pictures all over his bedroom walls of Paul with the other pack members and Paul and his father. I smiled widely when I saw a picture of myself and Paul in a frame on his bedside table. I looked up when I heard Paul speak.

"I've cleared some room in my wardrobe for your stuff and I've cleared you a shelf in my bathroom." Said Paul.

"Thank you." I said. I pulled out my wand and waved it towards my bags which magically began to unpack themselves.

"I seriously wish I could do that." Said Paul as he watched as my belongings flew into his wardrobe and began to arrange themselves neatly.

"I don't usually use magic for everything. I'd become too dependant on having my wand." I replied as I put my wand back in my pocket. "And you don't need to use a wand, you can transform into a wolf."

"Very true. But so can you." Said Paul smiling.

"Yeah but I really wish I wasn't a wolfblood." I replied as I sat on his bed.

"Why not?" Asked Paul as he sat down beside me.

"I like being a wolfblood but I don't like how I became one." I said.

"Weren't you born a wolfblood?" Asked Paul.

"No. During the wizarding war not only Werewolves fought on Voldemort's side but also a few wolfbloods. Most wolfbloods were good but a few were bad. During the war I was bitten by a wolfblood therefore turning myself into one." I said. I lifted my shirt so Paul could see my stomach that had a large pale scar running across it in the shape of a large bite.

"Hermione, you may have been turned into a wolfblood by a bad one. But there is nothing bad about you. You should embrace being a wolfblood. Think of all the good things you can do with your wolfblood abilities." Said Paul as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Thanks. I guess your right." I said smiling at him.

"You know what. Let's go on our date today instead of tomorrow." Said Paul.

"Yeah okay. Where shall we go?" I asked.

"I haven't thought of that yet." Said Paul grinning.

"I have an idea." I said smiling.

"Really? Where?" Asked Paul.

"Ever been to London?" I asked.

"No." Replied Paul.

"Well then I want to be the first to take you." I said standing up.

"What now?" Replied Paul.

"Yes now." I said.

I held out my hand and told him to hold on tight. He grinned and grabbed my hand. As I gripped my wand I concentrated on my intended destination.

We felt the familiar tugging feeling of apparation and after a moment we appeared in a alleyway in muggle London. I pulled Paul over to a familiar inn, The Leakey Cauldron.

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The next chapter will be longer I promise!!!!!!! :):):)