Hi guys! This is my fist HP and Twilight crossover. I haven't read the Twilight series since they first came out so if there are any errors or holes in my story please don't hesitate to point them out. I try to proof read and writes as best as I can but sometime things slip through.

So Harry is not a Potter by blood but is actually the product of a one night stand between Lily and Charlie when Lily thought that James was dead. James blood adopted Harry and the story is cannon from there on. Harry is physically and mentally abused by Vernon and when he is put in hospital Charlie goes over there to make sure he recovers. After the war is over Vernon beats Harry up really badly and it is decided that he will go to Charlie in Forks.

Warning! I am in my final year of school and so updates will be few and far between.

Apologies to everybody who reads my other stories. I've hit a bit of a wall at the moment and haven't had much time because of school.

Enjoy!

Bella,

Something important has come up, Bella. I have had to leave for England for a couple of months. Can you please stay with Billie and Jacob like last time? I love you, Bella.

Dad.

Bella put the note down with a sigh. She was used to her dad doing these random trips to England every now and then. She knew that he had a house over there that he stayed in. Sometimes she wondered whether that house was where all their money seemed to go, but Charlie said that he had got the house from some family or a friend through inheritance. It seemed odd for the police chief of Forks, a job which didn't pay incredibly well because they were so tiny, to have a house in England through inheritance but hey that was what her Dad said.

When she was little she used to think that her Dad was secretly a Prince that sometimes had to go fulfil his Princely duties in England. But she had come to realise that the truth was probably far less glamorous and would hurt her far worse than the 'Prince theory'. She had considered asking where he went in England and then she could figure out by herself the rest of the story. It wasn't as easy as she thought. After giving up and several hours searching her father's belongings, she finally cracked and asked him. He had given her a hug and said that it was a matter that didn't need to be known right now. After asking her mum, she had found out that this had happened every year since she was 2. 15 years her father had been flying to and from England for this mysterious reason. She had always wondered why he didn't just live there, but his reason was that Renee would never let her come to see him.

Looking at the note one more time and the unspoken order, she decided against following it. If there was any trouble she would just go to Edward's. It was too awkward to be around Jake at the moment and she couldn't bear to deal with it every day for a couple of months.

A couple of months.

That was the unusual thing. Normally her dad told her exactly how long he would be away for providing notes, flight details and contact numbers. Also normally he would wait until she had woken up or wake her up to tell her he was going, which generally included dropping her off at the Black's house and making sure that she actually stayed there. So there were two logical reasons; one he had finally come to the conclusion that she was old enough to look after herself. But that couldn't be right, he still told her to go to the Black's house. The other option was something that Bella wasn't looking forward too.

Things were going to change.

And she wasn't entirely sure that they would be for the better.

At school everyone acted odd around her but this was of ridiculous proportions. Didn't they have anything better to do than to stare at her?

"Hey Swan. Do you have any idea why your Dad suddenly skips town?" Eric Yorkie said passing by in the hallway.

"No idea. I don't even know when he is going to go."

Eric stopped puzzled, "Really? That doesn't seem like good parenting. You really know nothing?"

"All I know is that he's been doing these trips since I was 2 and it's always the same place Surrey, England." Spotting Edward in the crowd she smiled.

Eric turned following her gaze. His mouth pulled down at the corners, a silent disapproval, and he straightened up slightly.

Bella turned back to him, her smile brighter than before. But it seemed like Eric had remembered who he was talking to; his posture stiff and courteous like a stranger's as he walked away. Edward came up and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"They still haven't forgiven me." Whispered as low as she could, only Edward's enhanced hearing picked it up.

"Then they are fools. There is nothing to forgive." He breathed it into her hair, cold and somehow comforting.

"But I abandoned them. I was so wrapped up in my own misery." She could feel her eyes starting to water and she knew that she had to leave otherwise she would start bawling right then and there in the middle of the Forks High School east hallway.

"Then the fault is my mine." Edward whispered. His grip tightened when she started to try to leave

Gasping as his grip tightened painfully, she tried to escape, "I just need some time alone." Her breath came in gasps as his tight grip started to crush her lungs.

He let go of her like she was on fire and she walked as composedly as she could down the hallway.

She knew that he could kill her but she had never fully realised the ease of which he could do it. He was dangerous and she fully realised that now.

Edward watched Bella go. Never before had she asked for time alone when she was upset. He had always been her support; comforting her, telling her that everything would be okay and then making her forget about it through stories and music.

And that gasp. It was almost like he was hurting her. That was something he had sworn that he would never do and yet in trying to protect her he always ended up hurting her worse. But this; this time was the only one he had hurt her directly.

Things were going to change.

And he wasn't entirely sure that they would be for the better.

A couple days later and Bella found herself facing a very awkward conversation from Charlie. He had apparently called up Jacob and Billy to check in on her and to – finally – tell her the situation in England.

But he had decided that she wasn't adult enough to fully understand and that, once again, she would be left in the dark as to what was so important in Surrey. After issuing his final command and threat (the only one he had ever said to her) "Jacob will be coming by soon to pick you up. If you aren't there when he picks you up, you will be sent back to Renee's" he hung up and Bella was left listening to the dial tone with no new information and guilt heavy on her heart.

Sitting on the porch she didn't even bother to greet Jacob when she heard his heavy footfalls crunch on the gravel outside their house. She got up threw her bag in the back of the car and strapped herself in not even noticing the insane step up like she normally did. The ensuing ride was equally as hard and tense; you could cut the air with a knife, the tension was so great.

"Why didn't you come with us when you knew Charlie was absent?" Jacob's voice was angry and almost sounded sad, with a waver in it. Hand tightening around the clutch he continued, "Was it because of the leech?"

Hopping out of the car she shouted, "Don't be stupid! I am 18, I can take care of myself, you know."

"Why does Charlie not think that?" Hearing no sound from Bella he added, "Charlie trusted that you were adult enough because he didn't immediately get us to pick you up. He though that you were smart enough to figure out that you can't stay by yourself in a house for a few months. Charlie himself doesn't even know when he will be back!"

When no protest issued from her mouth, Jacob became enraged, "SO WHY! WHY BELLA?"

"Because I was ashamed!" As soon as she had said it, she raised her hands to her mouth, trying to take back the words and almost like she wanted to shove them back in. But she couldn't and the words continued to hang there in the awkward silence.

"Ashamed?" Jacob's voice was filled with heart breaking emotion, wobbling, betraying the indifferent front he tried to put up.

Looking at Jacob's retreating back as he ran into the forest, Bella had never felt quite so stupid or remorseful in her life. Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, she turned around and entered the Black's house without Jacob, ready for the telling off that Billy was bound give. Especially after he heard what she said to his son.

It wasn't until later that Jacob realised she had protested to the fact that he basically said that Edward could control her. Not like he had immediately assumed because he had called Edward a leech. Jacob knew that this subtle difference was important and that Bella was finally grasping the concept that he was a vampire, he did drink blood and he was dangerous. But in a way it also made him sad. Jacob bowed his head as his heart was filled with sadness.

He would be next.

Soon she would realise her desire for a normal life was hindered by him and they too were dangerous. She would be even further away from him than she already was

Things were going to change.

And he wasn't entirely sure that they would be for the better.

Alice's head hurt. Whether it was a real or phantom headache from when she was human was debatable. But debates over the plausibility of vampires having headaches aside, her hurt still hurt and something was warning her.

She closed her eyes and started reaching for her ability. It was like a blind man trying to see the colours of a rainbow. Her ability hovered just outside of her reach. Imagining hands she reached out and grabbed it pulling it towards her.

Pain. Blood. Disbelief. How could a person do this to his family?

Alice gasped in pain and Jasper's arms tightened around her as he picked up the emotions from her vision. The voices of their concerned family washed over them unable to break the isolation that was caused by the painful emotions.

Carlisle, their father – No father is dead. Murdered 15 years ago.

Esme, their mother – Deceased, murdered with the father.

Their siblings, Rosalie, Emmett and Edward – Never had them, only child.

Whoever it was they didn't have them and something bad had happened to them.

A voice echoed different from the shock riddled voices before. Alice was plunged into a completely white never ending space. Writing started to appear on the wall.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ..." (Rowling, J.K (2003) Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Bloomsbury, United Kingdom)

The rest of the words were lost as she was shoved out of the vision. The mark of a seer burned bright in her eyes, not used for centuries but it was clearly fresh on this person's soul.

"How dare you intrude on another's charge? Next time this happens you shall no longer possess the ability to see the future. The past seems to be much more important to you."

Immediately Alice started singing Barney in her head. She knew how much her family relied on her vision. It would be hell if they found out.

Things had changed.

And she wasn't entirely sure that they were for the better.

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