A.N. Hey guys, I'm MorningTide. Welcome to the first installment of the Waning series called Twilight. This is the prologue. So a few points before I begin:

1. The vampires won't be like the vampires in the Twilight series.

2. I may use elements from both the books and the films. For example, I really liked the idea of the Hogwarts uniforms from the films, but I'm aware that they have just black robes in the books.

3. The story will begin June 2022 and sticks pretty much to the Harry Potter timeline (meaning, this is the year James S. Potter completes his final year at Hogwarts). The Twilight timeline has been adjusted to suit the story.

4. Yes, I have posted this before. I read through it again and wanted to change a few things before I continue.

Hope this helps explain some things.

A disclaimer: I own neither the Harry Potter series, nor the Twilight series. I just like to write.

Enjoy!

Gwen started to come to. She opened her eyes slowly, but all she could see were fuzzy shapes and colours. Desperate to clear her vision, she blinked frequently. As it cleared, she was able to look around the strange room. Whilst most of the walls seemed to be made of mahogany wood, the wall facing her was just a wall of mirrors. She could just about see herself in the mirrors despite the dim light. Blood had trickled down the left side of her face from a small cut on her forehead. She couldn't stop herself from touching it and was rewarded with a sharp twinge of pain.

In the mirror, she spotted a human-like figure lying motionless to her right. She looked over at it and saw her sister's pale face, frozen in fear. Her head swam as she tried to stand, causing her to nearly fall backwards. Black eyes appeared in front of her. She recoiled, tripped on an unknown object, and crashed to the ground. Terrified, she tried to scramble backwards, but the owner of the eyes dragged her towards him by her left ankle, sinking his claws into her skin. She tried to find something to grab onto, to no avail, and the eyes came back into view.

She thought her heart would explode with how hard it was beating. The monster smirked and twisted her ankle, until a sickening crack echoed throughout out the room. Another echo followed it, the echo of Gwen's piercing scream. He removed his claws from her ankle and it hit the ground. She saw her face again in the mirror, only now it was twisted in agony. She tried to catch her breath, but the sharp throbs of pain wouldn't allow it. The dim light faded as the monster hovered over her.

"You will suffer like my brother suffered," he snarled, grabbing her chin and forcing her to face him.

She shut her eyes, but the claws returned, resting threateningly on her neck. She snapped them open just as something warm and wet hit her cheek. Blood-coated fangs were mere inches from her face.

"No," Gwen croaked, her voice still hoarse from screaming. "Not Bella."

The monster smiled maliciously, removing his claws from her neck. "She was quite delightful."

Anger flooded through her, and she felt the object she tripped on digging into her left thigh. Gently, she moved her leg to try and see what it was, wincing at the shooting pain that stemmed from her ankle. She stifled her sigh of relief as she realised that it was her wand. In one fluid motion, it was in her hand and the monster was sent flying across the room into the mirror which shattered upon impact. Gwen attempted to crawl over to Bella, but the vampire recovered far too quickly. Within seconds, his hand was around her throat. He dragged her up from the ground and slammed her back against the wall. She kicked him and scratched at his face as she struggled to breathe.

"That was not nice," he growled, spraying her face with a fine mist of blood.

He threw her across the room; her wand slipped from her grip and rolled several feet away. She slid across the wooden floor, into the shards of mirror. She let out a breathless scream as the shards tore at the skin on her legs and arms. She came to a halt when she collided, abdomen-first, with a metal pole. Winded, she lay still for a moment before she heard the monster's heavy footsteps approach her.

She reached out her left arm. "Accio..." she tried to say, but the word was little more than a whisper. The monster kicked her in the face before she could finish the spell and she blacked out once more.

A.N. Thank you for reading this prologue. Let me know what you think. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them and I'll make sure to answer them next time. Bye for now!