The requested fic by GraveRobbing Zydrate Addict.
Twilight/Harry Potter crossover.
Warnings for Slash themes, as well as Bella and Ginny bashing.
Snippets from the first and second chapter. Looking for a Beta if anyone's interested?
There was seemingly endless tension that coating number 12 Grimmauld Place, and despite the bustling feet of soldiers and medics there was an eerie silence. The house filled with the coppery scent of blood, the odour drifting down from the upper levels of the house where the healers were stationed. The once Great and Noble house of Black was reduced to a refuge for the victims of war.
Should the painting of the widowed consort of the head of Black be in sight, Walburga Black would no doubt find a way to rid her house of such filth. Mudbloods, Half-Bloods, and Blood Traitors! But alas she was hidden in some back cupboard, lost amongst the timeless relics of the Black family, mute to protest, and guilt-ridden. She had failed her duty as Lady Black, and would bare this punishment with what dignity she had left.
Nothing like a horror of war to make you treasure fragile life. Draco rested against the inner wall of the dumpster, ignoring the putrid stench of rotting garbage, safety was more important than comfort. Velvet robes tattered and soaked with decomposing material, the regal Malfoy crest faded but still visible, smeared with drying blood. Despite the dire situation, Draco snickered, cradling his throbbing arm, and ignoring the alarming amount of blood pouring from a gash in his left leg. He wished his father could see him now, hiding amongst a muggle cesspool of debris.
If for a moment in all honesty Albus would have mentioned why he had fetched these Vampires, he would say there was only one thing that attracted him to the Cullens. Later in private when Severus had asked him why the Cullens and not a larger more influential Vampire clan, he had sprouted nonsense of a trustworthy more humane, and likely more human Vampires. Of course Albus himself had spent a long time pondering the use of a Clan such as the Volturi in a war. But while he threw about his pros and cons, Albus felt the greatest advantage of the Cullens was one thing alone.
Bella Swan's presence was like fungi growing in between the Cullen family, a troublesome yet seemingly harmless variety of mushroom. But once they let her root, she encompassed the area, and just like the spores of a mushroom, she was everywhere in the air. Even when she wasn't around, there was always some example of her existence. Whether it was her scruffy trainers on the doormat or otherwise ill chosen article of clothing left lying about, from the sheer amount of human food that now filled the kitchen to the stray brown hairs that decorated the oddest corners, the house positively reeked of human. And Rosalie was sick of it.
Bella didn't understand what was going on entirely, but Rosalie left and she was glad for that at least. The blonde vampire scared her, and her beauty threatened Bella, who's to say that Edward wouldn't just change his mind one day? And go back to Rosalie? She didn't like the way Edward was fighting with his family. Rosalie had left off to England somewhere, and Edward wanted to go get her back, but Carlisle didn't want him to go. But Bella had never been out of the country, and she knew that Edward wouldn't leave without her. She perked up, interjecting loudly,
"I've never been to England, sounds like fun!"
The motion of the tides
By Turquoise Kitsune
Coming Soon..
(As soon as I find a Beta)