My story idea is what would happen if the characters in Harry Potter were replaced by Twilight characters, and so Twilight characters went to Hogwarts! Thus here are the characters:

Harry/Edward= Hedward Pullen

Ron/Jacob= Racob Wack

Hermione/Bella= Hella Gron

Ginny/Alice= Galice Wack

Dobby/Seth= Sobby

Mrs Weasley/Jane= Mrs Wack

Mr Weasley/Alec= Mr Wack

Fred/Mike= Frike Wack

George/Eric= Geric Wack

Draco/Emmett= Dremmett Mullen

Percy/Tyler= Pyler Wack

Lockhart/Aro= Laro

Hagrid/Sam= Ham

Lucius/ Caius= Lucais Mullen

Dumbledore/ Carlisle= Dumblelisle

McGonagall/ Esme= Mesme

Colin Creevey/Jasper= Casper Crullen

Snape/Charlie= Snarlie

Neville/ Quil= Nil

Professor Sprout/ Rosalie= Sprosalie

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN EITHER TWILIGHT, HARRY POTTER OR MY OWN SANITY

Hedward was having a hissy fit. He had jsut realised that no one had remembered his birthday, and had returned to his room to discover a creepy grey thing sitting on his bed, leering at him. He was wondering simultaneously what the fuck it was doing there, and what it would be like to drink its blood (a welcoming thought) when it began to speak.

Sobby: Hello Mr Pullen. Aren't you looking sexy tonight? I mean- you must not return to Hogwarts (dances in eerie shimmering fog). Shall I go throw pudding at your walls now to show my love for you?

Hedward: what the fuck are you?

Sobby: I am a house elf, but I am also a werewolf (dramatic music). Let's be best friends and rip up your girlfriend's hunter together, who is incidentally a vampire.

Hedward: vamp-what? I have a girlfriend now? I'm only 107...i mean 12...IM ONLY 12!

Sobby: Who cares, can we just throw pudding at your *sparkling* walls?

They ran gleefully downstairs and looked at the array of puddings sitting upon the counter. Sobby picked up the biggest one and began to ditch it at the walls while Hedward giggled hysterically and rolled in it. His aunt came running in and started licking pudding off the walls, so Hedward stopped because he is moody and selfish.

Hedward's uncle randomly locked him in a room, where he spent the whole time wondering simultaneously how he had become so ugly (when he had used to be a 17 year old hottie) and wondering what it would taste like if he broke Hedwig's neck and drank her blood. His somewhat sadistic thoughts were interrupted by the revving of a car outside his window. He became excited, not because it was flying, but because he was obsessed with fast cars and going fast (w-hey).

His best friend/mortal enemy Racob Wack was staring at him, with a mixture of hatred and adoration.

Racob: hop in, hotstuff!

Hedward: say what? Racob, we've talked about this. We may be best friends but we're also mortal enemies fighting over a girl I don't even like. GET IT RIGHT!

Hedward then hopped into the car, taking car not to fall onto Racob's lap, who was sitting much too close, and starting to make Hedward feel uncomfortable. They were about to leave when Racob jabbed him in the arm.

Hedward: what the fuck was that?

Racob: I stole your DNA- i mean, what about Hedwig?

Hedward: fuck that bitch.

Racob: ...

Hedward: fine, i'll go get her. *glares* But if my uncle wakes up, I'm gonna eat you, and that's not an empty threat.

Hedward jumped back into his room (he had a lot of practice from jumping through windows, although he couldn't remember from where), and picked up Hedwig's cage, carrying her back to the car. At that point, Frike revved the engine especially loud, (no doubt hoping to impress Hella, even though she wasn't even there). Hedward's uncle came crashing into the room carrying a shotgun (reminiscient of Charlie) and starting shooting at the walls. He then realised that Hedward was attempting to escape and tried to pull him back, 'accidentally' recahing up his trouser leg.

Hedward: shit! Get the old pedo off me!

Racob tugged Hedward back into the car and they drove off, laughing in a hilarious matter. For the rest of the trip, Hedward kept smacking Racob's hand away, which was creeping ever so slowly towards his lap.