So this is my first ever fanfiction. I just really like this idea and had to flesh it out. If there is interest, I think I'll continue the story. I already have the first few chapter outlined, as well as some new characters. So let me know what you think!

And I guess I should mention that I own nothing you recognize, only my OC's. Which so far is Reagan.

Going home

It was raining hard outside, so hard I had to wonder if there were a flock (or fleet? gaggle? murder?) of dementors in the area. But that was absurd, all the dementors had been banished to the Russian tundra, in some secret location where a new wizarding prison had been made, holding only the worst of the worst of wizarding society. All my bags and boxes where packed, ready to be sent to my childhood home, La Push, Washington. I hadn't been there in four long years, due to all the uncertainty that came from the war. I couldn't put my family at risk by contacting them, and even if I thought I could, I wouldn't want them to know what was going on and what kind of danger I had decided to put myself into.

I leaned over to grab the last box, sweeping my long blond hair behind me. I really needed to get a haircut. Maybe I could pop over to Harry and Ginny's place, she always did it best. But then again maybe not, even after six months of being married they were still in the honeymoon phase. Best not to go over unannounced.

With one last look around my beautiful London flat to make sure I had everything, I apparated to the apparating checkpoint in America. When the room stopped spinning I was greeted by a plump witch that looked to be in her early forties. Her bottle blond hair needed attention as I could see her original dark brown coming through.

"Name and desired destination ?"

"Reagan Carina Black, La Push, Washington."

"You're THE Reagan Black? The one who helped Harry Potter defeat the Dark Lord? and the one who is going to be the star chaser for the Seattle Sirens? "

" Umm... yeah I guess. I mean I don't know how much I helped, but I was there... and yeah I'm playing for the Sirens next season..."

"Can I have your autograph? My husband will never believe that I met you. I saw your picture in witch weekly last week. Is it true that you're seeing..."

I tuned her out and scribbled my name across the piece of paper she pushed towards me, all the while with a smile plastered on my face. I still couldn't get used to the attention I seemed to garner anytime I went somewhere public. I mean I know my friends and I "saved" the wizarding world, but it's not like I did anything anymore spectacular than all the people we lost. I just didn't die, and somehow that makes me famous. I really was just lucky to be alive, not by any skill I possessed, but sheer dumb luck as McGonagal would say.

"... and is it true that Mrs. Potter is naturally a blond and all that red hair is fake?.."

"Umm... Can I just go home?"

"oh yes of course! You must be exhausted, saving the world and all that. So you'll just take the floo network to Cory's pawn shop, that's CORY'S PAWN SHOP. And from there you'll be able to apprate to the woods anywhere in La Push. "

"Thank you for your help. "

"Oh, anytime. no one is going to believe this!"

Thankful to just get out of there I grabbed a handful of the grey powder and stepped into the fireplace. Now what was the name of that shop... Larry's...Gary's...no that's right it was Cory's. And then everything started to spin again. Once I stepped out of the fireplace I found myself in a brightly lit eclectic little shop. It hadn't changed much since the last time I had been here, back in the summer before sixth year. I wondered if I still looked the same. Would my blue eyes and tanned skin reflect how changed I felt inside?

I walked through the little shop with no sign of Cory, and made my way to the soundproof back room where I could finally apparate home, where hopefully my things had arrived safe and sound. With a loud crack, I opened my eyes to see the tree in our back yard the Embry fell out of when we were six and broke his arm. I swore up and down that I could feel it through our twin telepathy. But as soon as Billy and Sarah Black brought over ice cream that night I forgot all about it. I was soon fighting with Jacob over who got the last of the chocolate chip cookie dough, still my all time favorite.

I walked up the steps slowly, weary of seeing my twin for the first time since we had changed. I had only reconnected with him by owl two months ago. I still haven't given him a reason as to why I just stopped writing to him after sixth year. I would have to think of a reasonable answer quick, but nothing came to mind. How do you tell someone that you just stopped all communication for their protection, especially your twin, the one person I could never lie to.

I walked into an empty house. Mom must be at the bar already. She always was. But where was he? He didn't mention a job in his letters, but neither had I. I went up to my old room and found everything had arrived in good condition, man I love magic. I wrote a quick note to the local wizard realtor, Ed Myers, asking to set up a time to look at some property in the area. With the money I was making with the sirens, I could more than afford my own place. I sent it of with my barn owl Remy. Just as I sent it, I heard the door open down stairs. I guess it was time to see my brother, I hope he didn't bring any of his pack with him. How awkward would it be to be imprinted on by one of the boys who I've known since birth, but haven't really seen since I was eleven, before I got my Hogwarts letter. I mean sure I came back most summers, but still it wasn't the same. And I'm only 19, I can barely take care of myself. I'm really not ready for a "soul mate" .

I got down stairs and saw a giant in my kitchen. Wow, when did Embry get so tall... and buff. He definitely couldn't be considered my 'little' brother anymore (by a whole fifteen minutes). I mean I grew a little when I first phased, but he was well over six feet. He turned around and scoped me up into a bear hug towering over my 5'9" frame.

"I'm so glad your back! I've missed you. And the pack can't wait to meet you. You're going to love them. I'm pretty sure Brady already is in love with you...so stay away from him... but everyone else is excited. I think Emily is planning a bonfire already."

"Who's Emily? And it's good to be back."

"Oh, Emily is Sam's fiancé."

"His WHAT ? What happened to Sam and Leah?"

"Sam imprinted on Emily, Leah's cousin... if you would have written, called or I don't know ever come home you would know that."

"Poor Leah! How can Sam do that to her? And for her cousin!"

I couldn't believe it. I thought I would come home with little Sam and Leah look a likes running around. I think my world view just shifted. Sam and Leah were like Harry and Ginny, like James and Lily, they just went together.

"So what have you been up to that was so important you couldn't even write? I couldn't seem to get an answer out of you when you finally did start writing back."

"umm... well... you know seventh year was really busy, N.E.W.T.S and all..."

Crap! I still didn't have an answer for Embry. I was hoping I could think of something genius on the spot but nothing comes to mind. I guess I could give him the truth, just not all the details...

"Don't give me that. That's a crap reason and you know it."

"You're right. I didn't write because it was to dangerous to try to contact anyone here at home. I refused to put even more of the people I love in danger. You remember that crazy guy that was always trying to kill Harry?"

"The wanna-be Nazi?"

"That's the one. Well, lets just say my friends and I joined the resistance, and anyone remotely assosiatied with the order was a prime target."

"Wait, so you were in to much danger! And you didn't tell me! I could have helped. You could have come home. We would have protected you. And what about now. It's just suddenly safe to come home?"

"It's not that simple. I was in the safest place I could be. And it's safe now because we killed him. He's gone. The war is over. I have spent the last two years rounding up the last of his supporters."

Well, kind of. One of those years was spent making up my seventh year as I spent that year running around the English countryside, escaping from death eaters, and breaking into Gringotts. Not much time for studying. Although I was training to be an auror with Harry and Ron when I got the call from the Sirens to come play for them I jumped on it. I was tired of the fighting and having to watch your back all the time. I mean there is an element of that in quddich, but it just feels different. Safer, ironically enough. And the fact that it was so close to home just made the choice that much more obvious. It wasn't like I wouldn't be in London all the time anyway, so I could still see my little 'makeshift' family there. Just next week I would be there for a photo shoot for another Witch Weekly article about my upcoming role on the team.

"Okay. If you say so, I trust you. I just wish you could have let me know. Not just disappeared. You are here to stay now, right?" Que the puppy dog eyes from Embry (hehe, puppy)

"Yes." And que the cheesy smile I reserve only when he gives me that face." I actually got a job in Seattle, so I am guaranteed to be here for a while.'

"A new job?"

"Yup, you are looking at a PROFESSIONAL athlete"

"No way! That's awesome, can I come watch you? Even though I'm not magical?"

"Of course you can, you know shapeshifters are considered part of our world. And besides, you're family!"

Just as I said this, the howl of a wolf could be heard in the distance. I guess it was time for this conversation to be over.

"well, duty calls. Gotta answer. I'll see you later Rae."

And with that he strode off into the woods behind our house. I turned around to tapping on the glass of the window above the sink in the kitchen. Looks like I would be shopping for a new home tomorrow.

So what do you think? Should I continue? Let me know!