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A/N: HP/Twilight crossover inspired by character similarities I've noticed in a lot of the other stuff I've been writing.
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Washington (the state), present day
Leah Clearwater was having a bad day. This was nothing new; she distinctly remembered her last good day occurring when she was sixteen. That was (she paused to think) two, nearly three years ago, before her life turned into a nightmare in every sense of the world. It wasn't like one big thing had happened; instead, it was the little stuff that got to her.
She could have dealt with being a wolf-shifter, as she was calling it, if that had been the only thing she'd had to deal with. Similarly, she probably could have dealt with the rest of her pack's sudden, for lack of a better term, all-pairing-off-at-the-same-time. What really pushed her over the edge, though, was the likelihood that she would stay single for the rest of her life.
It was somewhat unusual for it to be raining so hard in the middle of November, she thought. Snow ... that would be a little more normal, but the temperature refused to drop below 45. The worst thing about the rain, in her mind, was the fact that she had to DRIVE in it.
She didn't make it to her car as she left the restaurant where she worked, though. Instead, she slipped in a puddle and felt a strange sensation of falling...
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England, 1998
"Um, where am I?" Leah asked, soaking wet and clearly not in the general area of Forks.
"You're in England." Leah turned her head and saw that the girl speaking to her was tall, humanly pale, and about her age. "By the way, why are you so wet? It hasn't rained here since the week before Halloween, and that was three weeks ago."
"You're never gonna believe me," Leah muttered.
"Try me," the girl insisted. "There's no way your day's been weirder than mine, in any case."
"Okay... I was in a parking lot on the way to my car. I slipped in a really big puddle and felt like I was falling, and next thing I know I was here." Her eyes glanced at a newspaper behind the girl, which was the right month and day but ten years earlier than she thought it would be. "I have a feeling I fell through time as well, cause as weird as it seems, last thing I remember it was 2008."
"You're definitely having a worse day than I am," the girl decided, "although mine's been pretty bad as well. I'm called Luna, by the way, and you are?"
"Leah. Why exactly are you being nice to me?"
"Let's just say that when I saw that you were soaked, I thought it was because of something entirely different, something a person I know is responsible for."
"Which is?"
"An ice sculpture - yeah, I know it's 16 degrees out there, but he's normally crazy."
"Sixteen? Isn't that really cold?"
"No, it's actually pretty warm. What county are you from, exactly?"
"America. Now things make a little sense - along with the totally absurd time-travel thing, I'm having culture shock."
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A/N: In case you didn't figure this out... Leah thinks in terms of degrees Fahrenheit for temperature, whereas Luna uses degrees Celsius. The actual plot will come up in the next update.