Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Harry potter. I do, however, own Orion.
A/N: I have to admit that the original idea for this story kind of sucked, so I'm changing it. The pairings will remain the same though . And to keep consistent with the Harry Potter time line, I'm going to say that all the stuff in Twilight was happening at the same time, so Bella is a vampire now, as opposed to a few years later. The only thing that changed is the time.
Pairings: Harry/Jasper, George/Leah, Draco/Alice, Luna/Seth, and Orion/OFC
Book coming out soon:
Harry Potter- Golden Boy or Golden Mistake?
By: Rita Skeeter
As with Dumbledore, people were clamoring for the full story. I took it upon myself to get the scoop. I have delved into the depths of his life, trying to answer the questions we all have. What exactly happened at the Ministry two years ago? What was his relationship with the late Headmaster? What exactly went down between Harry and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? Read on as I include some passages from my latest creation and exclusive interviews with those who claim they know the real Harry Potter.
Harry stared at the newspaper, too shocked to really do anything. He had known the spell Hermione placed on Rita in fourth year had worn off, but he did not expect this…
It was two weeks after the finale battle. Everyone who had died got their funerals and memorials, their families seeking closure. Harry had gone to every one, mourning the loss of so many lives, taken because of him.
Many people worried about him, how he kept himself shut up in Grimmauld Place, how he didn't answer anyone's owls really. The only reason no one had checked up on him yet was because they were busy trying to comfort George. Harry was a bit thankful for that, because he was fine and he knew George needed it right now.
Standing up, Harry brushed a bit of dust off himself and walked into the kitchen. Kreacher had been missing since the war, and Harry wondered if he had died, but they never found a body. Winky had been devastated when Dobby died, so Harry offered for her to come live with him. He found out that she was a good helper, and fiercely loyal.
Right now, she hurried out of the pantry with a couple of cans and a package of noodles in her arms. Harry was thankful she was a much better cooker than Kreacher, but she was hopeless at dusting because she was frightened of spiders nearly as much as Ron was. He was just glad she got over her drinking problem.
"Master Harry, dinner be done within the hour. Winky is making spaghetti for Master Harry," she said, smiling and hurrying to the stove. She snapped her fingers and a large pot began filling itself with hot water.
"Thanks, Winky. Have any more owls arrived?" He asked. She nodded.
"Winky is thinking Master Harry better open the blue one. Winky is recognizing the family crest of the Tonks family." Winky pointed to a dark blue envelope sitting on the table, amidst other scrolls and envelopes. Harry smiled his thanks and went to pick it up, feeling his stomach roll with nerves. Andromeda had asked if Harry wanted guardianship of Teddy, since he was his godfather, but Harry declined. She was Teddy's actual grandmother, she needed time with him.
He slit the seal and opened the envelope, taking out a piece of parchment. He smiled a bit at the random small markings all around the actual wording. He guessed that Teddy had been sitting on her lap when she wrote this.
Dear Harry,
I hope this letter finds you in good health. I apologize for the marks around this, but Teddy is only happy when his hands are busy. Anyways, I have wrote to inform you of something. I had received a letter saying that I was to come to the Ministry today at five. It mentioned that something important had turned up and, as one of the last remaining Blacks, I am required to be there. Since you are the official heir to the Black name, I was wondering if you would like to accompany me. I suspect Narcissa and Draco will be there too, as she is my sister. Please write back and inform me of your answer. And don't worry, Teddy will be watched by Molly.
~Andromeda Tonks
Harry reached for a quill lying abandoned on the table and scribbled a 'yes' on a bit of parchment. He whistled a three-note tune and the owl who had bit him when he was fourteen soared into the room. He tied the note to it's leg, keeping his fingers away from it's beak.
"Take this to Andromeda Tonks, please. And no biting," Harry added sharply. The owl seemed to glare at him, then it ruffled it's feathers and soared off into the evening.
He looked at a clock propped up on the wall, it was only four. He sighed. Now he had to busy himself for an hour. Oh, what to do?
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Jasper watched as the deer family grazed in the fields below him. He was sitting in a tree, resting his head against the rough bark. He, for the first time really, had no desire to disrupt the peaceful family. The buck would raise it's head and look around every now and then, as if he sensed something wasn't right, but he must of seen nothing unusual. The doe and her offspring grazed in peace, knowing that they would be protected if something was to happen.
He sighed softly and began to think about the events that led to him sitting in a tree, alone.
It had started when Alice had a vision. Jasper remembered it clearly, as it had just happened. They had been sitting in the living room, making fun of Emmett's team as they watched the baseball game. Jasper remembered everything.
"Come on, Emmett. There is no way they will win. Surrender now and leave your dignity intact." Edward teased, Bella and Renesmee sitting next to him.
"Please. They have won every game so far, why would they lose this one?" Emmett retorted.
"Because I know something you don't." Edward smirked.
"What?"
"Alice's prediction."
Emmett cursed and stuck his tongue out at Edward, who just smiled and shrugged. Alice had seen the team lose badly, something that happened ten minutes later when they lost 4-29.
As Emmett and Edward bantered, Jasper noticed Alice slip back into that silence that often preceded a vision. When she came out of it, she looked excited. But she refused to tell anyone what she had seen, and forbade Edward to tell either. Edward, who would have seen the vision as it played out, simply nodded and pretended to lock his lips. No one, not even Edward, could predict what would happen next. Alice suddenly asked Jasper if he would accompany her outside.
Following her, Jasper felt a bit apprehensive, feeling her mixture of guilt and excitement. As they walked outside, she turned to him, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Jasper, I have something to tell you." She started, linking her hands behind her back.
As he gave her the go-ahead, she hesitated. He could feel her guilt grow.
"Jasper…there is no easy way to say this. Look, I'm not your mate. I'm not the main light in your world. I love you, but there is someone who can love you more. I…I'm saying we need to break this off. I'll always be your friend, but I can no longer be your lover. I'm sorry." Then she rose up on her tip-toes, hugged him, and then walked back into the house. Jasper couldn't believe it.
She…broke up with him…Why? Why would she? All this talk about a soul mate…Once Jasper had unfrozen, he had run from the house to think about this. Finding a tall tree, he quickly scaled it, watching as a deer family came out of the woods.
Jasper should have seen this coming. After all, she had been getting visions for about a week now, telling no one about them. She had been slowly pulling herself away.
He heard a rustle in the bushes below him, scaring off the deer family. He tensed until he saw Jacob and Seth walk into the clearing. They seemed unaware that Jasper was there, as the wind was blowing his scent away from them.
"So, let me get this straight. Orion finds out who his dad is, he rushes to England, and now he's meeting the rest of the family?" Seth was asking.
Jacob nodded. "I asked him about it, but he brushed me off. I think he was in a hurry."
"Oh, as usual. By the way, where is Jasper?"
Jacob shrugged. "Alice just said he had to think about some things."
Jasper sighed again and dropped from the tree, landing right in their paths. They looked surprised, then hesitant.
"Hello, Jasper. Where'd you come from?" Jacob asked.
"Up there." Jasper pointed to tree branch he had been sitting on. He leaned against the tree. "So, Orion finally found his father?" He asked. He rather liked the strange boy who could do magic. He called himself a wizard.
"Yeah, apparently he's meeting the family today." Seth grinned.
"I wonder what they will do when they realize he can change into a wolf." Jacob mused.
"Probably try to kill him," Jasper said bluntly.
"I hope not," Seth said, grimacing. Jacob had also winced.
"Well, he should be back tomorrow, so if he doesn't return, we'll know to hold his funeral."
All three of them grew silent and thought about their friend and pack member.
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Everything was upside down. His head felt light and his shirt kept slipping over his face. This was how Andromeda found Harry. Sitting upside down, counting the tiles on the floor.
"Um…Harry?" She asked, tilting her head. He smiled, although it looked like he was frowning. "How long have you been like that?"
"I think…maybe around ten minutes. I wanted to see if I could count faster upside down or right side up." Harry flipped over and cast the spell that stopped him from getting a head rush.
She hesitated, worried for him. "Are you ready?" She asked, wondering if she should of offered to stay with him after the war, fearing he had lost his mind.
He nodded, standing. "Winky, I'll be back soon!" He called out. Andromeda watched as the little elf appeared.
"Master Harry is leaving? Does you want something to take with?" Winky asked.
"No, I'm good. Thanks." Harry smiled at her, grabbed his jacket, and walked outside with Andromeda to disapparate to the ministry.
When they arrived, they instantly caught up with Narcissa and Draco. Harry had spoken for them and kept them out of Azkaban. He had not forgotten how Narcissa had saved his life. And while they were grateful for his help, they were also thankful that Lucius was sent away. They both agreed that he had changed, and they weren't sure they could recover from that.
"Hello, Andromeda, Harry. I had forgotten you were now heir to the Black family." Narcissa greeted them. She sighed. "I am terribly sorry for all that I've done," she said, looking directly to her sister. Andromeda just grinned.
"Aw, don't apologize, Cissy. We've all made mistakes, but what better way to fix them, then let go and move on?" She said, shrugging.
Draco looked a little uncomfortable, but relaxed when Harry gave him a small smile. The four of them walked to the main desk and was directed to a back room, with instructions to wait there.
Harry looked around the small room. It was big, but not huge. It consisted of a long desk, many chairs, and a file cabinet. He settled in a chair, noticing that the Malfoys sat almost hesitantly on their chairs.
"So…" Andromeda tried to fill the silence. "What happened to Bella?"
Harry couldn't help himself, he burst out laughing. The other three looked at him strangely. "Sorry. She was killed by Molly Weasley."
"Oh, I knew she died, but I didn't know how." Andromeda grinned. "She must of really pissed Molly off." She looked at her sister. "What do you think, Cissy?"
"I-I am sort of glad she's dead, Andy," Narcissa said, glancing around like she expected Bellatrix to suddenly come bursting out and kill her.
The Malfoys were only recently claimed innocent, so they were still adjusting to not having to watch their backs. Harry felt sort of bad for them.
Before anyone else could speak, the door opened and Kingsly walked in. Accompanying him was a young boy, around Harry and Draco's age. The boy had thick black hair reaching his shoulders and black eyes that seemed to glow with warmth. He walked with a grace that reminded Harry of Sirius, and for a moment Harry felt like he was looking at a younger version of his godfather. But that was impossible. Sirius had no children.
"Ah, Harry." Kingsley greeted him. Harry stood and shook hands, grinning at the new permanent minister.
"Hello, Kingsley." As the minister greeted the others, Harry was pleased to notice that the Malfoys were greeted just as warmly.
"Now, I'm sure you are all wondering why you're here and who this is," Kingsley waved towards the young boy. "I will get to that now. You see, seventeen years ago, Sirius Black indulged in…shall we say comfort? He met a young witch, Bea Call, and started dating her. Well, long story short, she became pregnant, but before she could tell him, he was sent away for supposedly killing Lily and James." Kingsley nodded in Harry's direction.
Harry was trying to wrap his mind around this. Sirius had a kid? How come he never mentioned this witch or the child? Surely, when Sirius had escaped, Bea would of sought him out.
"Well, Let's just say that Bea did not have a happy life." Kingsley frowned. "Her story is rather tragic. When Sirius was sent away, Bea, who had been falling in love, couldn't believe it. She held on to the belief that he was innocent, which he was but she didn't know for certain. She was only nineteen, two years younger than Sirius. Her parents had already passed away, and her sister was living in America. She tried raising enough money to go to America herself, but it was hard finding work when she was nearly six months pregnant at the time.
"She managed to raise the money and moved to America, where she reconnected with her sister, only to find out her own history was a lie. She was descended from a magical tribe, but their magic was nothing like ours. Their magic stemmed from their elders and shamans. They could take on a wolf's form, but they were not werewolves. Think of it as a tribe of wolf animagus.
"Well, right before she was to give birth, she fell ill. She had contracted a flu that robbed her of her health. She died giving birth, leaving behind an orphaned boy and some papers that stated who the father was. Her sister took in the boy and filed the papers away, forgetting about them. They looked at the papers long enough to determine a name for the boy. They chose the father's name, but switched it. Instead of Sirius Orion, they named him Orion Sirius. His last name is Call, but he is still part of the Black family." Kingsley motioned for the boy, who had been standing behind the minister, forward. As the boy walked towards them, Kingsley smiled and said, "I'd like to introduce Orion."