-1AN: I don't own either Twilight or Harry Potter, as much as I may wish it, and I'm not making any money from writing this, I'm just someone with too much free time on my hands.

*abc* - thoughts both Edward hearing them, and Harry and Hermione talking through thoughts

This is going to be a long day, thought Harry as he trudged through the rainy car park with Hermione, to their new school, Forks High School. It was not only their first day at a new school, but their first time in a muggle school, as for the past five years they had attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And there couldn't be two more different school, while Hogwarts was a big castle, FHS was a small, non-descript building, and while a part of him still longed to be back home, he still knew that he couldn't. No it wasn't that he'd been run out of town, but that after all that had happened there he knew that if he went back sort himself out.

The battle against Voldemort at the end of his sixth year had been difficult, the sight of people standing up and fighting for him, dying for him, haunted his dreams afterwards, and it only seemed to escalate. All he saw at night was people he loved getting hurt and killed, and during the day everything he saw brought back these thoughts and visions. He found that the only way to stop this was to drink, so that is what he did. He knew that the Dursley's were afraid of his mood swings, but couldn't find himself caring, until Hermione, his girlfriend of just over a year, found out.

===Flashback===

He was into his second bottle of wine, when he looked up to find Hermione storming towards him.

"Hermione, luv! You came to visit!" he slurred out, happy that he girlfriend was with him, not noticing her scowling at him.

"Harry! What do you think you're doing, drinking in the middle of the day? I came over here to check that you were safe because I hadn't heard from you in weeks, to find out that the reason you didn't write was because you were too busy getting drunk?" She was bright red at this point and breathing heavily. Taking a deep, calming breath she continued ,"What happened to the Harry that I fell in love with, is he still in there?"

Harry was stunned by the sudden outburst, that seemed to sober him up a bit. He knew that he was losing her, but he didn't know what he'd do if he lost her, she was the only thing he had in his life that was worthwhile. "Please don't leave me, I can't lose you, please," by this point the tears were running down his face as he unashamedly begged her to stay.

Any of the remaining anger she disappeared as she saw how vulnerable and scared he looked. Pulling him into a hug he broke down completely, "I need you…it's just so hard…all I ever see is them…I just want to forget…"

This was a side of Harry she had never saw before, and in truth it scared her. When the battle with Voldemort was over, she knew Harry was relieved, she didn't know that it was affecting his so badly, if he continued he would have a complete breakdown, and she didn't know if he could ever come back from that. Making a quick decision she took Harry's face in her hands and looked into his eyes. "Harry, this is not good for you, I-I don't think you should stay here, its not giving you any chance to move on"

After he nodded, mutely, she continued, "I think that we needed to get out of here, away from the memories for a bit before they destroy you."

Bringing up his sleeve to wipe away the tears he spoke up, "If you think I should, I will but where will we go?"

"I'm not sure yet, but if we go and pack just now we can get out of here as soon as possible, and figure out then?" Harry looked at her, and swore that he could see her brain, working through all the possibilities.

"Yeh, ok, but are you sure that you want to do this, I mean give up your life?"

"You need me, and that makes me sure I want to do this," she said as she took his hand and lead him forwards.

===End Flashback===

So finally, after a stop at Gringotts, they got on a plane to America, as Hermione eventually decided, where they went on a road trip and ended up in Forks, Washington. When they arrived there, they had a long talk about what they were going to do, as they had found out that the American schools were starting up after the summer break soon, and about whether they were going to enrol, and where. They, after many hours came to the decision that they were going to stay and go to the High School in Forks, at least for a while, as it was quite far out and secluded, and they liked the laid back feeling that seemed to tell them that they didn't have to rush around.

Walking into the office they approached the red headed woman at the desk. "Can I help you?" she asked, slightly hesitantly, as if put off by Harry's dull lifeless eyes.

"Hi I'm Hermione Evans, and this is Harrison Black, we're new" said Hermione giving the fake names that they decided upon when they signed up at the school.

"Ah yes" she replied and began to search through the paper that were piled haphazardly on her desk. "Here are your schedules and maps of the school." After a few minutes of explaining to them about the running of the schools they left the office to their first class, double English.

Mr Carlson, the English teacher, was the bitter sort, he was the embodiment of 'those who can't do teach' but still have a love of reading nearly overshadowed his hatred of teaching. Ignoring them completely he began his lesson on Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. By the end of class Harry was snoring on his desk, while Hermione was writing notes, but it seemed that it was only instinctual as her eyes were glassed over.

Next they had Biology, then music before they split up for lunch, and while they found Biology alright, gym was awful. The biology teacher Mr Varner got on with everyone and was the type of teacher that always tried to make his lessons fun. The only problem, they had was that, unlike in English were they were ignored, Mr Varner had them stand up and introduce themselves.

"Hi, I'm Harrison Black, from England, I came to Forks to get away from my life" was Harry's introduction, sitting down he stared at the teacher as if daring him to ask any questions.

Hermione looked over at him with a scowl and shook her head as she stood up, "I'm Hermione Evans, a friend of Harry's from England. I tagged along when he came over to America, looking for some new experiences," smiling round at her new class mates she sat down, and took Harry's hand, sending her thoughts over to him, a technique they had practiced the year before, of mentally speaking to each other, when touching ,through legilimency. *What were you thinking saying that in front of the class, we're trying to blend in not stick out like a sore thumb!*

*Sorry Mione, I just couldn't help it, 'sides I've got a major fag craving, its making me irritable*

*You are ridiculous, you know I love you but you really need to be careful about what you say*

*Will do babes* he grinned over to her.

The rest of biology was uneventful, but when they arrived at music they knew it was going to be a complete disaster, as both Harry and Hermione had next to no experience in music, neither in the theory or the practical. The class was focusing on Baroque music, and they spent the hour trying to hear the different terms in the music played on the CD, a deaf person would have done better than they did.

The hour class in music, finally ended to the eternal praises of Harry and Hermione, so first out of the room they set off for their next challenge; the school cafeteria.

This is my first fanfic so please go easy on me, I know I'm jumping in at the deep-end but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

07/09/10 – I had trouble getting the next chapter sorted, and then gave up, but am back now, and have sorted out a couple of things wrong with this chapter and should have the next chapter out by the end of the day.