Authors Note: This idea came to me, I don't know why. I usually don't like Twilight and I know a lot of people went through the Twi-hard phase but this plot bunny was just itching at my skull determined to be let loose so here it is. It is a Harry Potter and Twilight crossover. This Bella is more bad-ass and has an actual spine but because of this she is just as weak as the first one. She will go through changes, she will develop and grow and in the end she will learn to actually love life. The prologue is short and you will be kinda confused in the beginning.

Prologue

I wasn't counting days anymore they all seemed to mesh together into one big pile of nonexistence. Of course, I tried going out more, to get Charlie off my back. He cared in his own way, though I didn't trust him at all and he returned those same feelings.

Jacob…Jacob was a replacement. But he didn't do his job well. He was supposed to fill up that hole yet all he did was numb it for that hour and 30 minutes that I visited him.

To say that I was actually surprised by him suddenly leaving me would be a downright lie.

I had expected it, it was inevitable, yet the knowledge did nothing to cure the gaping hole his absence had left. His words were cruel beyond measure and realizing how much he hurt me allowed me to realize how much I had actually changed. I was far from the cold girl that received her first mission. The girl who was so determined to prove herself to the one she looked up to, that she killed; she tortured, and ended love.

I was now weak.

I had become the girl I myself would have laughed coldly at.

I wasso weak.

But I also knew that without him I was nothing. I had my magic but even then I would give it all up for him. To be with him. Somewhere in me I was mad –that I let a boy unhinge me. And then another part of me yearned to find him, to tell him, that I was not –in fact, human. I was more than human. I was a witch –a ruthless one with prodigious skill and little to no conscience.

My thoughts were interrupted by my keeper, Charlie Swan. His family had long been companions of many dark lords, their wealthy line originating from France they had become widely known, yet kept their lives nothing but a mere secret. In public they were respected and yet not as feared the as the Malfoy or Black line.

"Your mission is over."

I sighed, "Yes, it is."

Charlie graced me with a cold smile, the stubble present on his skin, giving him a feral look, "And the idiot vampire boy you had taken a liking to?"

"What of him?" My voice held a twinge of warning.

"Should I tell our lord of him?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "Go ahead. Bore the dark lord with your unnecessary tales of a non-powerful vampire."

"I don't think so Isabella. He's a natural Legilimenis, I felt him probing my shields constantly –"

"It's nothing he can control," I interrupted, "And either way you have false thoughts so does it really matter?"

"I guess not," slowly Charlie's French accent was revealing itself and he gave me a probing glance.

"Why are you staring at me?" I said with frustration

"This might be ze last time I see you alive."

And I knew he was right because I failed a mission, I disregarded carful instructions laid out for me but most of all I fell in love with a potential enemy.

"Pack up everything, Isabella. I'll make up a decent cover story to fool ze muggles."

I nodded.

"Oh snap out it foolish girl! He was za boy, he is gone. Now get over it," Charlie yelled the harshness cutting into me effectively.

I wasn't something I could snap out of but I nodded all the same, "Where are we going?"

Charlie searched my face disapprovingly, "To visit za copain, then to our lord."

I nodded numbly and went back to slowly packing.