A/N- To my readers

I know updates for my other stories have been slow in coming. So many of you are thinking why is she posting another story. Well, I have well over 100 pages of this one written, and I found another beta for this one so it should not affect updates of my other stories!

I hope that as you read this story, you enjoy it and find it some what plausible. Just something for you to know-I changed the years of the happenings of Harry Potter, to ten years later meaning Ginny was born in 1991, I did not think it would make that big a difference.

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Twilight/ Harry Potter crossover

Restricted From Her Life

Prologue

I, Ginny Weasley, sat on my bed. Yesterday had been my brother's wedding day and one of the scariest nights of my life! It didn't go as planned; I had planned on telling Harry that we screwed up the one and only time we had been together. We did more than make magic; we made a life.

But Death Eaters had arrived and Harry, Ron, and Hermione took off, with Harry not knowing he was going to be a father. I was so scared they would hurt me and my unborn child. Had the Death Eaters known my secret, they would have used me against Harry. I was lucky Tom had not come with them! I decided this morning to tell my parents. I finally rose from my bed, then headed downstairs. When I reached the kitchen I saw not only my parents, but also the Lupins. In that moment I decided to tell them, too. Remus and I had been close since my second year at Hogwarts. I was the reason he was asked to come to Hogwarts. Dumbledore felt I needed someone who understood how I felt about the events of my first year and Remus being a werewolf, he could relate. I knew one week into the school year, as did my parents.

"Morning, Ginny dear! How are you feeling?" Mum asked.

"Uhm..."

"Do you want some breakfast?"

"I'm not really hungry, Mum, but can I talk to all of you?" I inquired.

"Pumpkin," Dad started, "You know we can't let you join! It's too risky with you having to go back to Hogwarts." Dad knew how badly I wanted to join the Order.

"Dad, that's not the problem." I looked at the people around the table. "I'm going to have a baby. It's Harry's."

My parents both remained quiet for a long moment, as did the Lupins. They clearly were unsure of how to react or why I had announced this with them there. Finally Dad broke the silence as he exhaled. "Ginny, I thought you had a better head on your shoulders," he stated.

"Daddy, please don't be mad." I could feel the tears stinging my eyes.

Dad rose and walked over to me, giving me a hug. "I'm not mad, I'm worried! Do you realize the increased risk this puts you at?"

"She can't go back to school," Mum said.

"She won't be safe here. I'm sure that Snape didn't miss the fact that you and Harry were a couple," Tonks added. "Snape would most likely be telling his Master anything that could be helpful about Harry."

It took a week, but plans were made. It was made to look like I had run away. Remus and Tonks were my Secret Keepers as to where I was. I was sent to live with one of Ted Tonks' cousins in America, where I would stay until the war was over and it was safe to return.

Seven months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl that I named Christine. Two months after the birth, I received a message: The end is coming! No way to tell which way it will go! Leave where you are! Go somewhere where you know no one! We will find you if everything is okay! If you ever think someone is following you, run!

Over the next year and a half, Chrissy and I moved twice.

Restricted From Her Life

Chapter One

Another Fresh Start

"Ms. Evanson, you will be working for one of our busiest doctors. There are days when he doesn't leave the hospital until after dark, but I hope you don't have a problem working with men who look like gods. Just don't go there; his wife passed away a couple of years back. He's still not over her," Ms. Bell, the hospital administrator, explained to me.

I had changed my name to help our hiding. Over the past couple of years, I had been Jenny Worsley, Virginia Jameson, and now Guenevere Evanson. I felt that Chrissy needed some link to her family and the names I chose were always close.

"Not to worry, I'm still dealing with the loss of my own husband," I claimed.

"The loss of your husband? But you're so young."

"I'm 22," I lied.

"I'm sorry," the plump woman offered. "Well, let's go introduce you to Dr. Carlisle Cullen." We walked through the small hospital down to the ER. "All of our doctors put in a couple of shifts here in the ER. There he is. Dr. Cullen!" she called. When the man turned around, I was taken aback by just how attractive he was. He was blond, and to say he was handsome would be an understatement. In some way I could not explain, he reminded me of a male Veela. I was drawn to him.

"Yes, Ms. Bell?" he replied; his voice was velvety.

"Dr. Cullen, I would like you to meet your new assistant, Guenevere Evanson."

I reached a hand out to shake his. "Pleased to meet you, Dr. Cullen."

His hand was so cold. "Please, if we're working together, call me Carlisle. May I call you Guenevere?"

"I would rather you didn't; I prefer Ginny." I was still surprised at how cold his hand was.

"Ginny-" At that moment, a code blue rang out and Carlisle had to leave. "We'll talk later," he called back as he rushed away.

Later, I sat at my desk. I took some time to look around the office and get familiar with things. I found out things like how far in advance appointments were made. I had just pulled out a framed photo of Chrissy and placed it on my desk when the office door opened. Dr. Cullen walked into the room.

"Ginny." he gave a small smile. "Let's talk in my office."

I grabbed a pen and a pad of paper. I found I didn't miss quills and ink; I liked ball point pens more. I then followed him into his office. He walked around his desk and gestured for me to sit down. "Let's just go over a few things. Relax."

"I like to write things down," I said, explaining the pad and pen.

He nodded as he looked at me with interest. "Alright. Well, let's see: I only take appointments two days a week as I have two shifts in the ER, and I should warn you; if it's nice out I don't come in. My family and I will take off camping and hiking. Most of my patients are used to this already. Those days you may spend changing my appointments. That's about the only thing I can think of, so if you have a problem with something, let me know and don't be afraid to speak up."

"That won't be a problem."

"You're from England?" he asked.

"Yes, from near Devon," I stated.

"I spent a small percentage of my life in England. So why are you here?" his velvety voice asked.

"My husband pass away. I have no family and I needed to get away from the memories, so I pulled out a map and this was where my finger landed."

"This happened recently?"

"About 18 months back. It's been hard." I couldn't understand why I was so willing to talk to him about this. Having not heard a word from home in the last 18 months, I was sure that things hadn't gone well. I knew my family wouldn't have given up on me; I believed they all had been lost.

"I, too, lost my mate- my wife, a couple of years back," he explained, smiling weakly.

"Yes, Ms. Bell mentioned that." I was surprised by the word mate that he used for wife.

He chuckled. "Yes, along with the 'Don't bother trying to date him' talk."

"Yes, she covered that as well. However, I don't think you'll have to worry about me throwing myself at you. I'm too busy with my daughter."

His eyebrows rose with interest. "You have a child?"

"Yes, she's 19 months old now. She's all I have left." I smiled a sad smile.

CPOV (Carlisle's Point Of View)

When she was first introduced to me, I admit I was taken aback by how pretty she was. Deep down I wondered how she could possibly become more attractive as a vampire. She was petite like Alice, just an inch taller, her hair was an incredible shade of rich red, reminding me of blood, and there was only a dusting of freckles across her nose. Her soft green eyes only made her lips stand out more, she had full, firm looking breasts and her hips were rounded, I would guess from having had a child. I knew the young woman would demand a lot of attention from the others here at the hospital. I feel like a newborn vampire looking at her. I think the most alluring thing about her was that none of this was fake; she was all natural.

After hearing her story, I wanted to offer her comfort. "A child, and you're alone? That can't be easy."

Her face looked mischievous as she smiled at me. "Whoever said life was easy?"

"You're right there," I heard my own voice say. "Is your daughter in the daycare here at the hospital?"

"Yes. I like to be close to her," she explained to me. "I have a number of questions, if you don't mind."

We spent the next twenty minutes going over her questions. They were all simple; mostly things like who it was okay to interrupt an appointment for. As she was about to leave my office she paused, "How do you like your coffee?"

"I don't drink coffee," I replied.

In classic British fashion, she offered, "Your tea then?"

"Water, I guess." I rose, wanting to come closer to her. "Let me make one thing clear Ginny; you are my assistant, not my slave," I said, shaking my head. "If I want something that doesn't pertain to the running of this office, I will get it myself."

She smiled warmly at me and then spoke, "Carlisle, I think we're going to get along very well." She pulled the door closed behind herself as she left. What am I going to do about that? I asked myself. At the same time I was amazed at her self control. She didn't even try to flirt with me; something I wasn't used to.

The rest of the day passed easily. As the end came nearer, I found myself getting thirstier. I needed to hunt! I stepped out after finishing with my last patient and noticed Ginny putting away some files I had finished with earlier. I came closer to her and allowed myself the luxury of smelling her scent. I let my head fall backward as I savored the aroma of her. I shook my head to try and clear it. She needed to leave, now! "Ginny," I smiled, "It's been a long day, and I'm sure you're missing your daughter. Why don't you take off early?"

She looked at me with a questioning gaze. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Go," I encouraged, not wanting to scare her off.

Later, once I had my fill of blood, I walked back to the house. Yes, walked, not ran. I was trying to clear my head. I wondered if this was what Edward had gone through with Bella. Then, as if he was listening to my thoughts, he appeared. "Something bothering you, Carlisle?" he asked.

"Edward, what are you doing out here?"

He smirked a boyish grin at me. "Bella's a little upset with me right now."

"What did you do?"

"We just disagree on something. But I asked you, what's up?"

"Not much. I got a new office assistant today." I tried to cover the thoughts I knew he was reading.

"Yes, I saw her in your mind. She's pretty."

"Edward, I will remind you; you're married."

He laughed at me. "Not for me, you old fool! For you."

"Esme-"

"Esme is gone, and has been for some time now. She would want you to be happy."

I knew there was no point in hiding my thoughts anymore. "It would never work. She's human- alive."

"Still, you could have fun. You have more control than all of us put together," he commented.

"I don't think she's like that. She's been married, but her husband died. She has a daughter."

He nodded, then asked, "What are you going to do then?"

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing."

GPOV (Ginny's Point Of View)

That night, as I picked up the toys that Chrissy had pulled out, I thought about my day. After spending two and a half years as a Muggle, I had picked up on the lingo and work habits. My last job had been in a high school office in Texas. We left there because on Halloween someone came to my door dressed as a Death Eater, or so I thought. Looking back, it was just a stupid mask from a movie that was out a few years earlier. By the time I realized it, we were over half the way here. The only time I use magic now is to pack to leave somewhere, to make money to travel, or to put a block on Chrissy so she can't do any magic. After cleaning up the toys, I headed to the kitchen to finish up with the dishes from supper. As I did it, I thought about my new boss. Something about him caused my Spidey senses to go on high alert.

The next morning, Chrissy was in fine form. She decided it was funny to fight getting dressed. Then at breakfast she poured her bowl of cereal over her head. I found myself wondering how Mum did it with all of us kids. I had to quickly give her a bath and then take her out in the freezing cold with wet hair. I was thankful I had a car here. Our next move was going to be to some place hot! Chrissy cried the whole drive to the hospital and by the time we got there she had removed her shoes, emptied her diaper bag, and filled her diaper. It was 8:30 in the morning and I already had a headache. I hummed to her and myself as I shoved things back into the bag. This was one day I wished I hadn't put my wand away so I was not tempted to use it.

Then I heard his voice. "Do you need a hand?" It was Carlisle.

"Do you mind?" I asked as I fought Chrissy to get her into a fresh diaper.

"I wouldn't have offered if I minded. What can I take for you?"

"Would you grab my purse and the diaper bag, please?" I finally pulled her out of the car. She took one look at him and smiled.

He looked at her and smiled back. "She looks just like you, but her eyes are brighter."

"Yes, she has her grandmother's eyes." She was still fussing against me.

CPOV

"Bad morning?" I asked. God, was that the best I could come up with? I asked myself.

"Yes. I think she just got used to me being home. I hope it won't take too long to get her used to the new routine."

I had never seen a child so young with the shade of hair that Ginny's daughter had. It was the exact same color as her mother's! As we moved toward the door, I pulled it open for her and then began to follow her, but she stopped and faced me. "Carlisle, there's no need for you to walk with us to the daycare."

"I don't mind," I heard my voice say.

She smiled at me. "Really, it's just going to be a big scene down there with her crying... me tearing up. I really don't want my new boss to see me like that on my second day of work."

I really didn't want to leave her like this. "I really don't mind," I insisted.

"No, really." She now sounded like a mother and the look on her face made it clear she was very set in her mind. Then she softened a little. "If you really want to help, would you mind taking my purse to your office?" I nodded and turned away to head to my office. "Carlisle?" I stopped and turned back. "I need the diaper bag." I looked down and realized I was still holding it. I moved back toward her.

"Sorry," I muttered, feeling like a teenager for the first time in almost four hundred years.

The next couple of weeks passed normally. The shops in town began to put up their Christmas displays. Ginny had just returned from her break one day. As she blew her nose, I knew she had been crying. There's a difference from the way it sounded than when one had a cold. "What's wrong?" I asked.

She glanced at me. "Nothing. I think I have a cold coming," she lied.

I had to give her credit; for a mortal, she lied really well. I spent the rest of the afternoon thinking about having Edward come over to get a read on her. She was clearly hiding something, but the whole family had been acting odd lately. That night, I pulled an Edward and slipped into her little rental house and watched her sleep. She was dreaming a lot. I heard her say her husband's name a couple of times. It stood to reason she was still in mourning for him. I heard Chrissy waking and stepped into Ginny's closet. Once she woke and dealt with the toddler, I watched through the crack in the closet door as she sat on her bed and drew her knees up to her chest. She looked upward and then started to cry. "Harry, where are you? I wish I didn't have to do this all by myself." With every fiber of my being, I wanted to go over and comfort her. She cried for almost an hour before stretching out and going back to sleep. I longed to know what it was about her that made me even be there. This was the most vampire-like thing I had done in years; standing in hiding, watching someone sleep.

A/N I want to thank my new beta-frodolove12 for her willingness and skills.

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