A/N: This is my first story on fanfiction. It's still a work in progress, but I'm getting there. Just an important note for readers: If you want more information on my stories, or want to keep posted on my latest stories, please visit my profile. I appriciate all those who read this story. Please feel free to review and thank you!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Harry Potter. All of the characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and J. K. Rowling.
Prologue
I can't believe it! I'm stuck here in this bloody old town full of muggles, and I'm not allowed to use magic.
Now, I know what you're thinking, but before you ask, I'm not crazy.
You see, I'm Isabella Lily Evans, sister to the famous "boy who lived", Harry James Potter. I'm 15 years old, and I'm known as the "girl who lived". I'm also the klutz extraordinaire. Anyway, my family, well everyone in the Order, thought it would be best for me to go into hiding. Apparently, since I have a lightning-shaped scar because Voldemort tried to kill me means that I'm a danger magnet and that I can't be left without "protection". So now I'm being sent to a small town in Washington called Forks for my "safety", without Harry. He gets to stay at Hogwarts for his fifth year while I'm stuck in America. Anyway, because I'm in hiding, I had to change my identity. I'm now 17 year old, Isabella Marie Swan. I'm living with Charlie Swan, a squib who's a member of the Order, and my new temporary guardian.
I guess I'd better prepare for the worst, mainly because Charlie told me about what I know will be the biggest challenge of my life. I'm starting at Forks High School tomorrow.
