Hey everyone, I'm Marie Tomlinson (no this isn't my real name.) Now, this is my first ever yaoi fanfic, but I've always like the whole Harry/Edward pairing. This story take place at the end of the Harry Potter books and before the beginning of Eclipse. There won't be any Bella bashing because I like her character, but there also won't be any love triangle type thing. I don't change anything that happens in previous book, so that whole Bella/Edward/Jacob thing still happens. And nothing in Harry Potter changes.

Summary:

Life after the war didn't go as smoothly as Harry predicted it would. Three months of peace was all he had before everything went to hell. First was the sudden death of Andromeda Tonks – who everyone assumed succumbed to widows' depression. Then there was the even more unexpected inheritance of an ancient kind that put Harry in the leader position once more. And then came the slander. Hermione and Ron – Harry's first and best friends – turned their backs on him, feeding lies to the masses and setting them against Harry.

Suddenly, Harry finds himself on the other side of the fence, his closest confidents two people he never knew he would be so close to. He assumed he could live this way, stay in Britain, and raise Teddy despite the negativity against them.

And then things got out of control. An attempt on Harry's own life made him come to the startling realization that he couldn't stay – especially when not even the Ministry would help to protect him. No, they actually wanted to lock him up on the vague account that he might turn into the next Dark Lord.

Harry couldn't take anymore.

And so he fled.

He left behind the one place he had ever called home and moved on, taking with him Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, and his godson Teddy.

They moved to America – Forks, Washington to be exact.

There they met the vampires

There their new lives began.

Disclaimer:

Don't own Harry Potter or Twilight saga, they belong to J.K. Rowlings and Stephen Meyer respectfully. But I do, however, own this plot and all the crazy stuff that happens in it.

Prologue

To live in the future, one must first understand their history.

The Forgotten History of the Most Noble and Ancient Wolves

There was a time, long before the Wizarding World came to be called the Wizarding World, sometime after the reign of Merlin, that there were a group of outstanding Wizards. This Quartet was known as Wolfe by all those that came to know about them. They traveled across the land, going for town to town, administrating small acts of kindness; and everywhere they went, rumors followed.

These four were so well known all across the lands and valleys of Scotland. They were revered for their talents and their power. Where they went flora flourished and fauna lived. It was said that the very land and sky moved for them.

Their names were Naira Peverell, Charity Alphorn, Lasik Serapha, and Raphael Zephyr.

They all had a way about them that left people stumped and confused, and often times people could only wonder. The four had an intellect that much suited their personalities as individuals. They were hardly ever seen separated although their personalities clashed violently. And they were like replicas of the great founders of Hogwarts, people often wondered if they themselves were the reincarnations of the founders.

But the most memorable thing about this Quartet was that they could do things that people could only dream of. Though inept in wizardry, the four was also elemental in their skills, reaching beyond that of simply wand magic.

Naira was able to control the Earth like no other. She could rock the Earth with a simple wave of her hand. She could make plants grow up for deserted wastelands. She was able to create armor that even the goblins envied.

Charity was able to control the airs. She could fly through it like a bird. She could manipulate it to her will. She could create storms you could never imagine in a second. She could weave a hurricane, spin a tornado, and dread up a wind storm that would last for days. And yet she could also create a nice breeze on a hot summer day, cushion the fall of a child, or rock a crib for a sleeping baby.

Lasik had control over the waters. He could make it rain for days on end. He could cause the oceans to swell, or the rivers to dry. He could collect all the water from the air, turning it into a weapon. Some believed that he could even control the blood in a person's body.

And Raphael had control of the fires. He could breathe it like a dragon and bend it to his will like man always dreamed of. He could snuff it out with his hand or start it with a snap of his fingers. He could pull it from the Earth's core or pull it down from the sun. It was said that the fire even ran through his veins.

But no matter how great they were, it did not stop Death from taking them, or so people believe. The last person was to have seen any of the four was a woman who lived alone out in the words. She swore she saw all four turn into wolves and then they disappeared into the trees. It was from then on that they were called the Wolfe.

My life has been a far cry from pleasant, but I can't really complain, because I am sure that there are some people out there that are worse off than me. But while I know that, I can still claim that I have had a very unfortunate life. I often wonder if maybe Fate is really sadistic and likes to play with my life. Now, you might wonder what could possibly possess me to say something like that, well I'll tell you, for I'm not raging mad or anything of that sort.

I find that I could say this because, since before I was born I was a marked man. Yes, I said before I was born. See, not only is my life a far cry from pleasant, but it is also a far cry from normal. I'm not normal, at least I've been told so on many occasions.

The Halloween after my first birthday, I lost my parents to a ravaging madman, and he marked me, unfortunately, as his equal. From then on I was destined to either kill him, or die at his hands.

Orphaned, I was given to my relatives, who despised me for what I was and didn't bother to hide it. Eleven years I lived in neglect, lost and hopeless, believing I was worth nothing in the world. Ha! If only I knew then!

In a way you could say I was saved from them, but sometimes I wished I never found out just what was so special and different about me. Maybe if I had remained oblivious none of them would have died. He wouldn't have come back, and the world would not have changed me so drastically. But I found out, and it did change me, for better or for worse I could not tell you.

But I can tell you that in the end I did win. Whether that should be a good thing or a bad thing, I'll let you be the judge of that. All I know is that with him gone I lost everything. My purpose, my drive, my friends, my family, my pride, everything. Gone, dead with him, and I don't know if I should even hate him any more for that.

But even though the battle was won, I still feel like I lost, and in the end, I know that I'm nothing but a tool, like toy soldiers.

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left

We all fall down...

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left

We all fall down like toy soldiers

Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win

But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure

Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders

I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it

Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter

I'd never drag them in battles that I can't handle unless

I absolutely have to

I'm supposed to set an example

I need to be the leader; my crew looks for me to guide 'em

If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em

And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it

I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted

And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it

This ain't what I'm in this world for; it's not why I got in it

That was never my object for someone to get killed

Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build

It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good

I went through my whole career without ever mentionin'...

Now it's just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth

And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about

Plus Dre told me stay to out, this just wasn't my beef

So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth

While he's all over TV, down talkin' a man who literally saved my life

Like fuck it I understand this is my business

And this shit just isn't none of my business

But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cuz

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left

We all fall down like toy soldiers

Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win

But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

Well I always thought that song suited Harry. And if you know the song very well then yes, I did cut out like four lines, because they didn't make since when you put them with Harry. Thanks for reading. R&R