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Summary: Harry is thought dead, his body abandoned by Voldemort. As he rests on the platform between this world and the next he is given an unexpected second chance at life… and immortal life During his journey he will find his peace with himself, fall in love and make friends in the unlikeliest of places.

Note: This is a Twilight/HP crossover, Bella/Harry to be exact. Also I have no BETA fo this story at this time, so you may see a few mistakes here and there. Also most chapters will be relativly short.

Enjoy…

Forever Harry

Chapter one

Damn, I miss real food

It wasn't supposed to be like this. I was supposed to die. I wanted to die. I just wanted Voldemort gone and the pain to finally be over. I wanted to see my parents and Sirius and I would have if not for one man. Sanguini. The vampire had found me on the forest floor, abandoned by Voldemort and his Death Eaters who thought me dead. He sensed life, but at the time when I was between this world and the next my heart was beating slower than normal and he assumed I was on the brink of death. If he had left me alone, I would have stayed behind the veil, but instead he sunk his sharp teeth into my neck, believing he was doing me a favor.

"Your life has been a difficult and unkind affair; you deserve a second chance, a chance to find happiness and peace."

His words, as sincere as they may have been, sickened me. I didn't want a second chance at life, let alone an immortal one.

He explained to me, in great detail the laws and ways of life that are required of all Vampires, including our ruling government, as it were, the Volturi. "You would be a precious prize for them," he had said, "a magical Vampire. There are very few of your kind alive. Most do not survive the transformation; their magic rejects the venom and in turn attacks the body. It is only the most powerful wizards that survive."

Was this suppose to make me happy? So I was strong enough to survive 3 days of excruciating pain, yippee for me.

I refused his offer and after just a few days of his company I went out on my own. For almost a year the burning in my throat was unbearable, I knew I had to be discrete in my kills, but at first it was very, very difficult. When I did kill a man, I usually just incinerated the body, it was the best way to leave no evidence, however if you kill too many people in nearby radius, body or no, people tend to notice which draws attention, which is never a good thing, especially if the Volturi get wind of it.

I loathed the idea of killing anyone, but it wasn't like I had much of a choice. Sanguini had led me to my first kill, a Death Eater who had hidden in the Forbidden Forest to avoid capture, needless to say I didn't feel very remorseful after draining him dry, at least not at the moment. After leaving my creator I attempted briefly to resist the call of human blood, my Gryffindor ethics eating away at me, but the intense burning was just too much to bear, I only lasted three days before I gave in. Believing I had no choice but to kill humans for survival I decided to go for the worst sort of degenerates. I took out a few more Death Eaters that had somehow avoided Azkaban after Voldemort was defeated; including Lucius Malfoy, and let's not forget Dolores Umbridge, she may not have been marked, but she was as evil as any of them.

I've spent ten years taking out rapists, murders, child molesters, and a variety of other sick, twisted bastards. I suppose I considered myself a vigilante of sorts, cleansing the world of degenerates.

Throughout the years I kept tabs on the Wizarding World. It was Neville who had killed not only Nagini with the Sword of Gryffindor, but Voldemort as well. He had stabbed the bastard right through the heart. Perhaps Neville was The Chosen One after all. I suppose it only fitting that, Ginny, after grieving for the loss of her brother and me, eventually found comfort in the arms of Neville. They were now engaged to be married. Ron and Hermione had already married and were expecting their first child. They had given an interview with the Quibbler, it was mostly a glimpse of our friendship throughout our years at Hogwarts and toward the end of the article, it had been Ron who said they planned to name their first-born after me.

If I had been able to cry, I most certainly would have. I didn't deserve such an honor.

My blood-red eyes were now trained in the murky water of the edge of the pier where I stood. My perfect vision allowed me to see all the way to the bottom where a crab had ignorantly crawled into a trap, he would be someone dinner soon.

"Damn I miss real food."

"Don't we all?"

I snorted as I turned from the railing to find myself facing an incredibly beautiful female vampire, with long mahogany hair and… wait, golden eyes. That wasn't right. I had sensed her presence for some time but I had no reason to fear her. In this world I had no enemies. I had been watched and followed before, mostly by members of covens who simply desired to protect their territory.

"If this is your territory, I'm just passing through." I stated, having no desire for a confrontation.

She just gave a small laugh and shook her head. "No, I'm just a lonely nomad and thought I would say hello."

"Oh."

"I'm Bella Swam." She said extending her hand, cautiously I took it. Not that I feared this girl, but she could have been a newborn for all I knew, and they tended to be quite unpredictable.

"Harry Potter."

"Well its pleasure to meet you Harry."

Moving to stand at the railing beside me her eyes moved to the sandy beach several yards away. "I used to love the beach," she sighed, I could hear the longing in her voice.

"Used to?"

"Yes, well it's not like I can sun bathe much these days now can I?"

I laughed and shook my head, "No I suppose you can't."

"So, Harry Potter," her golden eyes turned to my red, "you sound British, am I right."

"I am."

"Long way from home, aren't you?"

Sighing I nodded. I had to be, I couldn't be too close to them, to see them going on with their lives, happy and content in their Voldemort free life. Just the thought of my Ginny in Neville's arms made my dead heart clinch in pain. Merlin, I missed her.

"Yes, but it's for the best."

"I know what you mean", she whispered, her ruby lips turned into a small frown. "They say your human memories dim when you are changed, mine don't seem to have; in fact the images seem clearer then when I was human. I wonder if it has something to do with my gift."

She had a gift. That's was interesting. I knew some Vampires did, but not all. "May I ask what your gift is?"

"Oh, um, I'm a mental shield. I can basically keep others gifts from affecting me, well at least most. Do you have a gift?"

Shrugging, I pulled out my wand, pointing it at a chip wrapper on the ground I transfigured it into a dove, which wasted no time in flying off into the darkened sky.

Her eyes went wide with surprise. "Holy shit. You…you're a wizard."

Grinning, I slid my wand back into my pocket.

"I've heard of your kind, but never met one of you before. Can you show me more?"

She honestly looked intrigued, which was kind of nice. It's been a while since anyone, even one of my kind has been interested in having a conversation that consisted of more then, "get your scrawny ass out of my territory." Evan as a vampire I was small, forever frozen as a skinny, undersized seventeen-year-old boy.

"I can, but perhaps we should move inside, the sun will be coming up soon."

Her golden eyes turned to the sky which now held a pink tinge as the sun peaked through the morning sky.

"Alright, but I should hunt first, it's been a while."

"Yes. Me too, actually, it's been about a week. Should we go into the city? This is a vacation town and I don't go for drinking from family's and tourists."

She laughed and shrugged. "You can, but I'm headed to a wooded area about a hundred miles east."

My brow crinkled, why would she look for humans in the woods? Seeing my confusion she answered my unasked question, and her answer was nothing like I expected.

"I don't drink from humans, Harry. I hunt animals."

"Animals?" Was that even possible?

"Yep. I know it's, well, different, but it works for me. You're welcome to join me if you'd like."

Drink from animals. Not having to kill humans. How was this possible, and why the hell hadn't I thought of it before?

"I think I'd like to give it a try."

She grinned, her smile stretching ear to ear. She then giggled in excitement as she took my hand in hers, "Wonderful, I'll lead the way." Walking hand in hand we made our way out of the small beach community, and off to try what Bella called her 'vegetarian' lifestyle.

A/N: Okay, so what do you think so far? Although I read a lot of crossovers I don't normally write them, but I decided to give it a shot. I already have a few chapters done, though I don't know how often I will be updating. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed a little Harry/Bella, and there is more coming soon.

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