Southern Soldier Returning Home

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the ideas below. Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer and Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.

Chapter 1

Jasper was sitting in his advanced American History class, bored and in pain. His siblings were all in other classes and he could hear the heartbeats of every human in the room. The smell was starting to be overwhelming as the day dragged on. He couldn't even use the class material to distract himself, as he had lived through most of what was being taught and he probably knew it better than his teacher. He missed Jack. With Jack he was never bored, and he would have easily been distracted from his bloodlust.

Suddenly, a phone rang. Cassandra Morgan, a new student who had moved into an old house on the outskirts on the opposite side of town as the Cullen house, checked the caller-ID and quickly answered it. "What's up, Em? You are the last person I would expect to call during school hours." Jasper could feel her worry beneath her lighthearted tone.

Emilia Morgan, Cassandra's older sister sounded desperate and shaken as she answered. Jasper thought the entire class could hear her as she answered her sister. "I can't feel him Cass. He's gone. Have you heard anything? Please tell me he's alright!"

The history teacher approached Cassandra, an angry look on his face. "Detention Miss Morgan, and I will take the phone now."

Cassandra looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please sir, there is a family emergency. I never would have answered it otherwise."

He scowled back. "Fine Miss Morgan. Take the call outside. There is no reason your family emergency must interrupt everyone else's class time."

Cassandra took her phone and left the room. Jasper decided to listen, as she had not left his hearing range, and her conversation would likely be more interesting than relearning the same history again. "Sorry Em, I haven't seen anything recently. I'm sure he's fine though. He is Captain Jack Morgan after all." She still felt worried, and a bit confused.

Captain Jack Morgan. It has to be a coincidence. It has to be. His Jack Morgan would be long dead by now. He had never had the heart to look for his grave though. He tuned into the conversation again. "…bothered you. I'm probably overreacting." A doorbell rang, audible over the cellphone's speaker. "Just a minute Cass, I have to get that." Jasper heard Emilia's footsteps then the door opening. "Can I help you?"

"Are you Miss Morgan?"

"Yes. Emilia Morgan. What do you need?" There was a hint of desperation and panic in her voice again.

"I'm sorry Miss. It is with my solemn condolences that I come to you. Your brother's plane was shot down over enemy territory, and he is missing and presumed dead. We were able to recover his dog tags, but although there was a large amount of blood among the wreckage, his body was not found. We fear he lost too much blood for him to have survived long without medical treatment, which was unlikely to have been provided if he were captured. I am returning his tags to you. We will continue to search for his body in hopes of returning it to you as well. My deepest sympathies for your loss. He was a good pilot, and a better officer. He will be missed." The sound of the door closing was heard, along with loud sobs. Cassandra was silent for a moment, then she spoke, the outright terror he could now feel coming from her still kept out of her voice.

"I'm coming home Em. I will be there soon. I refuse to believe he's dead. I didn't see him die. I have to believe that I would have seen that. Hold on to that little piece of hope. He might still be out there, you need to have faith in him. " There was no response, but she hung up anyway. The door to the classroom opened again, and she addressed the teacher. "I'm sorry, but the emergency requires that I return home immediately. Can you please write me a pass?" Her fear was more obvious in her face than in her voice as she had tears in her eyes that she wasn't allowing to fall, trying desperately to believe that her brother was just MIA and not dead.

The teacher let her go reluctantly, and Jasper was left to ponder the odd coincidence of the new student having a brother with the same name and rank as his oldest friend. A brother who was now missing in action. Jasper all of a sudden hoped he wasn't actually dead. It was almost too much of a coincidence.

AN: Dear readers, this is my first fanfiction, so I hope you all enjoy it. I would really appreciate any criticism and comments you might have, so please click the review button. I hope to have the rest of this story written and published soon.