Running from the Snatchers in the wood, Harry get a nasty hex to the chest and find himself at brink of death. Hermione cast a mysterious spell that she could only think of at the moment, sending him "somewhere he needed to be the most" and that is...
Canon up to a few weeks after Edward/Bella start dating, around mid-march, and up to when the trio was running from the Snatcher in 7th book, around mid-March. The only thing is, the years overlap while in the story, Twilight takes a few places after Harry Potter. Let's say they exist in the same timeline, in 1998. After that- alternate universe.
I claim no ownership of the Harry Potter or Twilight series except for this crazy plot idea. I am just playing in the sandbox with the characters.
Male/male pairing – there will be a few lemon scenes. This is your only warning.
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Forks, WA
"Are you sure?" Asked a handsome young bronze-haired vampire.
The dark-haired, petite female vampire shook her head; her feathered pixie hair swayed vigorously. "That's the thing... I see all the possible outcomes, and it just ends there. I can't see anything beyond today when it comes to her. Edward..." She stepped up to her brother and clasped his shoulder. "You need to think about it... she is your singer. That is not the same as your mate."
Edward's hand resting on the tree bark clenched, causing the bark to crack and splinter. They were deep in the thicket of the Bogachiel State Park, south of Forks. "What if she is?" He asked, his voice barely audible, but she heard him. He glanced at her, asking a bit louder, "Alice, I can't hear her thoughts. What if she is my mate, but whatever is blocking her mind from me is also blocking my ability to know if she is or not?"
Alice sighed and stepped backward, throwing her arms up in frustration. "All I am saying is, tread carefully. I like her and believe she would be a great addition to our family as your partner, but my vision is not showing any possible future with her in it."
Edward frowned and let go of the tree. He turned to his pixie of a sister. "You saw her up until now."
Alice shrugged. "That is because of you. I saw her in your future, from your decisions. Not hers."
"I decide she is the one." He said with conviction, though he was surprised to find himself doubting himself.
Alice shook her head sadly. "No. Even you are lying to yourself now. And there has to be something else that I can't see changing everything soon."
"What did you see?" Edward asked, growing very frustrated. He knew his sister had seen something earlier and asked him to hunt with her. They found a pair of mountain lions and drained them to quench their thirst. Then, their conversation started with Alice admitting that she could not see Bella, his human girlfriend, in any possible future outcomes beyond today. It bothered him.
Bella had just learned he was a vampire and wanted to be with him. He had fallen for her, finding her very intriguing, her scents very mouth-watering, and he could not read her mind, and it blew him away. They've only dated for a few weeks. With all that, he had come to believe she was his mate, finally finding her after a near-century longing for one.
But to have Alice break it to him, there was a possibility that Bella may not be the one for him.
"Show me what you saw," he demanded softly.
Alice pursed her lips tightly. She had been blocking him from seeing what she saw by thinking of other things, such as the Periodic Table or the Greek Alphabet. Then, with a tiny nod, she allowed him to see.
His eyes widened as he saw the meadow he knew very well, then a blurred haze that was a person. He could not see what the person looked like, and the next thing he knew, he was staring right into the most intense emerald eyes.
It hit him as if his breath was stolen from him. It was not Bella's eyes.
In some wood somewhere in England
"Harry!" Hermione gasped as she came to a complete stop, nearly slamming into the messy-haired teen's back. "Harry, we need to run!"
The teen turned to Hermione, his face pale, and his green eyes seemed to glow beneath the round glasses. "H-Her.. mione..." He stuttered, blood spilling from his lips.
Ron stumbled toward them, panting and gesturing toward where he came from, "San.. snatchers... catching up!"
Hermione gasped and glanced down to see where Harry was clutching his chest and bit back a scream. She reached out with shaky hands and peeled Harry's blood-stained hand. "Oh.. oh... Merlin..." She whimpered as she saw a deep slash across his chest, blood spilling like a river down his front. Harry had been hit with a slicing hex by a Snatcher while running.
Ron gasped, paling and grasping Harry as he swayed. "Harry!" He turned his head to Hermione, "Do something!"
Harry's breath grew shallower in seconds, and darkness framed his vision. "Run... both of you." He whispered.
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They heard shouting from the Snatchers as they grew closer. Hermione let out a frightened squeak, and her hand shook, holding up the wand, trying to think of something. "Ubi Maxime opus sit!" She frantically waved the stick in a circle and then jabbed toward Harry, and then he vanished.
Ron screamed, "What did you do?"
Hermione grabbed his hand, explaining quickly, "Somewhere safe and getting help hopefully! Old spell, where he needs to be!" and turned sharply, and then they were gone.
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