Challenge: Luna is a Vampire with the power of illusion. However, her powers are so strong that she has thrown herself into an illusion: she thinks that she is the daughter of Xenophilius Lovegood. Consequently, he is pulled into her illusion as well.

Requirements: One - Luna must remember that she is a Vampire sometime during the story. Two - Luna may or may not go vegetarian, and may or may not join the Cullens. Three - Luna may or may not tell someone. Nobody can find out on their own, due to Luna's illusions.

PART THE FIRST

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the Twilight series [we all know it's not a 'saga'], or any other fandoms I mention; they all belong to their respective owners. I make no profit off writing this story, either.

Spoilers: Until the end of the fifth Harry Potter book/film; various parts of the Twilight series [we all know it's not a 'saga'] [I'm mixing and matching];

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse; some OOC [or a lot]; much swearing; [relatively] graphic sex between males; some bashing of Dumbledore, Fudge, Bella Swan, various Twilight Saga characters, and the Weasley family [except the twins, Charlie, and Bill [and possibly Ginny, depending on how she decides to act]];

Rating: FRAO;

Current Pairings: Edward Cullen/Bella Swan; Emmett Cullen/Rosalie Hale; Jasper Hale/Alice Cullen; Carlisle Cullen/Esme Cullen;

[Relatively] Far in the Future Pairings: Edward Cullen/Harry Potter; Seth Clearwater/Luna Lovegood;

Story Summary: Luna Lovegood discovers something major about her life. Said event causes her, and her adoptive brother Harry Potter to leave the country, making new lives for themselves. Their destination? Forks, Washington.

Chapter Summary: Luna's life is turned upside down after a 'dream'. She and Harry make a serious decision.

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UNBETA'D.

Note One - The Department of Mysteries situation went exactly as it did in the books, with the exception of Sirius' death. Instead of falling through the Veil, he fell forward, down the arch. Bella, inwardly freaking out about almost killing her cousin, made a Port-Key and got him to safety, then went back to the battle. Nobody else noticed 'cos they were too busy with their own duels.

Note Two - Kitsuneko will be explained more in-depth later on in the story, when Luna and Harry explain it to the Cullens.

Note Three - Luna and Harry have really been friends secretly for a good year, and are now as platonically close to each other as they can be.

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PART THE FIRST: "EVERYTHING I KNOW IS A LIE!"

Sixteen-year-old Harry Potter awoke with a gasp, starting into sudden consciousness. Forgoing all usual grogginess, he thought, 'Something's not right here.' Just as he was trying to figure out what was off about this seemingly run-of-the-mill night of August twelfth....

A scream rent the air, echoing through the little cottage.

"Tic!" He was off like a flash to her room.

Things had happened to the both of them since that summer began: Luna Lovegood's father had gone missing, leaving her almost an orphan, and her uncle to run The Quibbler in his absence; Harry had come into his Inheritance as a Kitsuneko, -- which was essentially a fox-cat-Human-hybrid, with two sets of animal features -- a pair of ears and a tail for both -- revealing, among other things, that his mother had been adopted, meaning he hadn't needed to ever set foot in Privet Drive, let alone spending over half his life in the Dursleys' house. So, deciding they both needed space from those they knew, and from the Wizarding World in general, they now rented a little cottage in a tiny Welsh Muggle town of no more than four hundred, including the pair of them. There was no real worry about anyone finding them, as they hadn't left any known trace of where they went, Gringotts goblins wouldn't tell anyone, -- with the right value having transferred from their hands to the goblins', -- and they both looked completely different. A pair of quick to make, yet still complicated potions, and they both currently looked like auburn-haired twins, like they had both come from Lily's womb.

Skidding to a halt outside Luna's door, he threw it open; revealing the girl in question curled up in the farthest corner of her bed, thick yet slightly limpid hair veiling her face.

Rocking back and forth and in her own little world as Luna was, she didn't even notice Harry until he was sitting on the bed right next to her, gently setting a hand on her back.

"Brother!" she cried at the touch, flinging herself into Harry's open and waiting arms. "Thank everything! Thank everything! Thank everything!" her blubbering sobs became a steady mantra as she left wet tracks down Harry's bare shoulder.

Harry took it all in stride, gently carding his fingers through her hair, rocking her back and forth, as he cradled her until her sobs subsided.

"There now," he cooed, drying her eyes and wiping her nose with a tissue from the box on her bedside table. Tossing the now unusable tissue in the rubbish bin, he sighed gently, "Now, let's see those beautiful bright blue eyes." He readied himself for battle by grabbing the entire box of tissues; Luna rarely got this emotional, and when she did, it usually lasted for a good while.

His sister in all but blood stared at him, her brilliant sky blue eyes still full of tears, and her lower lip quivering with every breath.

Knowing the question he was about to ask would release the floodgates, but knowing he had to all the same, Harry queried, "What's wrong, Tic?"

He was exactly right; as soon as the words left his lips, she had thrown herself on him again, blubbering back full force.

"Everything I know is a lie!" she sobbed. "Well, not everything, everything. I mean, the stuff everyone else knows to be fact, the stuff they teach you in school isn't a lie, but practically all the stuff I know about me, personally, is a lie! And that completely turns my world upside down! I mean, if you were part of it, too, I just don't know what I'd do!"

Harry, by this point, was suitably confused. He put a finger to the red-head's lips, softly silencing her. "Tic, you're going around in circles, and I have no idea what you're talking about." Wiping her eyes and nose once again, and for what he knew wouldn't be the last time, he continued, "Now, you obviously weren't upset like this when we went to sleep."

She just stared pointedly at him with a raised eyebrow, her sarcastic, unspoken query of, 'Really?' showing that the level of upset she was at hadn't quite made its way into nervous breakdown yet.

Luna took a deep, shuddering breath before she spoke. "Well, I was fine when I went to sleep. But I had this dream, ya see. At first, I thought it was a vision, 'cos it was me somewhere I've never been before, and I could feel what was happening, like any other of my visions."

Harry nodded, understanding thus far.

"But then, it kept feeling like I had already done all this. Which was weird, 'cos I knew I never had. At least, I thought I hadn't. But then it connected to what I know now, in a way I never thought it would," she shook her head sadly.

Harry cocked his own head to the side in interest, but gestured her to continue. "Keep going, Tic."

She nodded resolutely. "The whole dream was about me, like I said. But I was a Vampire, brother. A Vampire! I mean, that's not bad or anything, but the way it was, is this: I don't know my whole life, but I know that I was born in the early 1900s. Once hit my teen years, brother, one night when I was just about fifteen, was around the time the vision started. I was changed. My sire fled just after he bit me, thinking I was dead, as I was nothing more than just another meal to him. But what he didn't know, brother, or probably didn't care about, more likely, was that I had scratched him pretty good, and his blood was still on my hand. I laid where he left me and curled up, putting my hand to my mouth as I cried through the pain; I didn't even realise that I had essentially made myself change, until it started hurting more. It hurt so badly, brother, when I changed. And I could feel it all, all over again!"

Harry could only hold her as she bawled through the remembered pain, doing what he could to comfort her.

She calmed herself quickly this time, wanting to get through her re-telling. "I was confused when I woke up after I had been changed, 'cos I thought it had all been a dream, brother. But when it all came back to me, I went right past nervous breakdown into mental lock-down. I went and hid -- I still have no idea where -- and went into a coma. The next thing I knew, I was being woken up to go to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters for the first time, with all the memories that I have of this life. My mental lock-down was me using my vampiric powers unknowingly for the first time; brother, I can make illusions."

"What do you mean?"

"I can make illusions," she repeated. "I can make people believe something's happening, when really, something completely different's going on. I could make it seem like I look and sound like somebody else. Or like I did with my life: I made myself believe the life I've supposedly lived was my real life, when I had a completely different one the whole time."

"Wait. So if you're really somebody else, what's your real name, then?"

After a few seconds of thought, Luna replied, "I was known as Yume Mayakashi. It means 'dream and deception'."

"Fitting." He cleaned her face once again and pulled her into a brotherly embrace. "You'll always be my Tic to me, though, honey."

"Thanks, brother," she hugged him back, glad he liked her for her, not who she supposedly was.

They sat there in companionable silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the comfort the other gave.

"Let's leave, brother," Luna broke the silence. [A/N: I'm not calling her Yume until later on. You'll see why when the time comes.]

"What?"

"Let's leave! Let's go somewhere!"

"Where?"

"Somewhere far, far away! Somewhere across the world!"

"Do you have any place in mind?"

"Nope!" She dashed quickly over to the globe she had on the chair by her window, grabbed it, and dashed just as quickly back. "Let's pick a place!"

"Whatever you say, Tic."

She closed her eyes and spun the globe, stopping it after a bit with a finger. "So, where are we going?"

"The middle of the Indian Ocean," Harry replied drily.

"What?" She opened her eyes and stared at the point her finger was on. Her nail was indeed in contact with the waters just south of India.

She spun again. "Now what?"

"Caspian Sea."

"Water again?" She queried, without opening her eyes. "Really?"

"Yup."

Spinning a third time, she stopped it. "What'd I get this time?"

"Canada," He stated. Before Luna could open her eyes, however, he finished with, "Ottawa River."

"You have got to be kidding me!" She threw her eyes open, mad this time; the curve of her nail fit perfectly with that of the river. "This thing's just doing this to piss me off, now!"

"How about one more time, Tic?"

"Alright, but if I don't get somewhere this time, this thing is kindling, never mind the fact that it's plastic."

Spinning it, she asked, a definite note of annoyance to her voice, "Where?"

"Well, you got land this time."

"Really?!" Her voice going from annoyance to excitement in a moment, she opened her eyes and looked. Her index finger had settled just off the coast of the state of Washington. "It's blank, though." She stated, put out.

"Just on the globe, Tic," he cooed consolingly. "Be back in a little bit."

He got up and left the room. Luna heard him rush down the hallway to his room and back, an atlas in hand.

A few moments later, he said, "Apparently, we're off to the town of Forks, Washington."

"It's got to have a practically negative population, then, if it's not on the globe. What is it, brother?"

"Only about 3,100." He pointed to the town on a map on one page, then to the town's population on a different page.

"Really?!" Luna questioned, following where Harry pointed. "That's barely anything! I mean, Cardiff's got over 305,000, and it's a tiny thing of a capital! I mean, our town's not even got five-hundred, but that's 'cos it's in the middle of nowhere! You'd figure for something so close to the water and some major cities, it'd have much more people."

"Well, it's about four in the morning now," Harry said, with a quick glance at the clock on the wall. "Which means that it's about eight at night there, and, 'considering it's the middle of the summer, there's probably nobody there."

Luna nodded, silently putting the tissue box, atlas, and globe onto her bedside table before turning back to her almost-brother.

Harry, understanding the tacit request from his adoptive sister, had slid under Luna's comforter, and now pulled her under it with him. Luna instantly curled herself into the comfort of her almost-sibling, putting her head into his chest and twining their legs together. "I love you, brother," she sighed.

Reaching behind him, Harry turned off the Christmas lights Luna used to light her room at night, before she went to bed. "I love you, too, Tic."

They both soon fell asleep, each breathing in the comforting scents of the other; Luna's scent of sea breeze and pine needles; Harry's scent of pine needles and winter breeze.