When Mia Grey moves to the small town of Forks, Washington, she doesn't expect the ghost of her past to haunt her. Let alone come in the shape of Edward Cullen, the man that resembles the late Hufflepuff, Cedric Diggory.
Edward Cullen x fem OC
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Darkness.
One word. Eight letters. It's a term Mia spent years hiding from. She had been so used to running away from any speck of obscurity that the word became the thing she was haunted by. It painted her soul with black ink, tainting it with the tenebrosity and shredding it with its claws. She learned to live with its effects and became experienced in tucking the demons under, but everything was different now. Nothing would ever be the same and she made sure of it when committing her act of betrayal.
The image of the vampires burning has become carved into her memories. She was the cause of their deaths. She was the one responsible for their demise and nothing would take her crime away. Tonight had been her first kill and as much as she tried convincing herself that it was the right thing, no amount of convincing will allow her to believe it.
Darkness won today. It controlled her and twisted her into the worst version of herself. If her mother could see her, she would declare the inevitable was occurring. Dimitri Grey was appearing in her and the death of over a dozen vampires proved it.
Mia longed to believe that this wasn't the first step into going mad, but many start from treachery. She proved her allegiance by betraying another and in exchange, her alliance with the Volturi became stronger than ever. More protection would be offered to Edward and the Cullens. Voldemort's weapons will be much harder to be used against them and that's more than enough to help her attempt to overcome this remorse.
Valerius wanted to take power. He wanted to become the leader and create his own version of the Volturi. Anyone who went against him would be considered a traitor. If Aro and the rest of his guards had perished, another tyrant would have risen. She did the right thing. She prevented covens from being executed. She saved more lives than she took, but why couldn't she believe it?
She lays her arms against the edge and gazes out into the night. The clock tower is the only desolate place and after what she did, she needed a moment alone. Anywhere that's away from the disbelieving stares from her friends. Anywhere away from their judgment. She wonders what they're all thinking. If they consider her a monster or consider the possibility that she's turning into her father.
She will never forget the look Harry gave her. A look full of horror, disbelief, and fear. Hermione tried masking her shock and pretended not being affected, but Mia knew it was a lie. Like Jackson, she failed to mask her true beliefs. To them, she had become the killer everyone expected her to be. She became the monster everyone warned them about.
And then there was Edward.
He looked at her like she was a glass that had shattered, like she was a bomb that finally exploded, and like she was the reflection of a mad witch. She tried so hard to prevent any of her loved ones from seeing her this way, but all it took was one moment. One night. One action. All those years had gone to waste and nothing would fix it.
