A/N: Over the years I have read countless stories on this website of incredible quality and creativity, and I realised it would be an experience to write my own version of what I would've liked to happen; – had J.K. Rowling's world ever crossed over with Stephanie Meyers'. I thank both of these brilliant women for the two worlds they gave me during my childhood and adolescence. Disclaimer: I do not own anything from their creations, besides the following plot.

This crossover picks up it's storyline near the beginning of 'New Moon' and towards the start of the school year in 'Goblet of Fire.'

Also, for new readers: - just letting you know to pay close attention to the dates/timeline at the beginning of each chapter, as well as which character point-of-view the chapter is being told from. And for any old readers: - a vast number of adjustments have been made to existing chapters. xx

Chapter One – Bloodsuckers and Chaos

15 September 1994

Sam Uley POV

It was still annoyingly unclear to me; what exactly had happened earlier this evening. In all fairness, I wasn't that bothered by the details anyway. All I knew, was that the bloodsuckers had finally high-tailed it out of town. Though apparently they had left behind a devastated young admirer. I glanced down at the whimpering teenage girl I was carrying and tried to piece together, what may have happened to her, since their departure. The sheriff's daughter was curled up in my arms as I sped through the lush forest, back to the main street. I had spent the majority of today patrolling; my limbs were struggling from exhaustion and my eyes were straining in the darkness, also from tiredness. I found it hard to believe that this young girl had managed to trample out as far as she had, into these woods. From everything I had personally heard of her, she did not match the description or my expectations. Bella Swan came across as a fragile, careless and selfish individual. In my opinion, she should have been in a school with books and butterflies, rather than out fraternising with dangerous mythical creatures. I rolled my eyes at my own humorous thoughts. How had bloodsuckers become such renowned beings anyway? Reflexively, I gagged; thinking of the modern day representations of Count Dracula and myths of crucifixes and holy water. Though in all seriousness, there were also popular myths about werewolves circling the modern world too. Chuckling to myself, I glanced down at the girl I was carrying and was pleased to see she had remained rather distant and quiet. I had had no intention of making conversation with her anyway. The quicker I returned her to the safety of her father, the faster I could remove myself from the chaos she had caused in Forks this evening. I was actually quite glad that I had had very little to do with Charlie Swan's daughter before today. Regardless of what Billy Black said; I could tell this girl was trouble. Honestly, which sane teenage girl chose to have a vampire for a boyfriend: attention seeking brats or absolute morons.

"He's gone," she mumbled out miserably.

"I know Isabella; I'm sorry," I soothed calmly. I was anything but calm or sorry; I was ecstatic. The leeches had actually left town; meaning, I wouldn't have to spend half my time chasing around their pearly white butts or monitoring the damn treaty line. If I hadn't been running cross-country to deliver her safely home, I would've been doing cartwheels on the beach at La Push in celebration. Who gave two pints of blood about her silly broken heart? I held in my laughter out of politeness and continued to leap over all the fallen branches and mossy logs. This girl was certainly heavier than she looked because my biceps were aching. I wondered whether the sheriff was continually feeding her donuts and burgers. The thought of delicious greasy food made my stomach rumble loudly, and I was even more desperate to reach the main street and get rid of the bundle in my arms.

"He left me," she whined, looking up desperately at me.

"Go back to sleep," I stated firmly, becoming bored of her mumble. Within minutes Bella had closed her eyes again and I huffed in frustration. My duty and responsibility to the tribe was nearly complete. I had already established that the girl wasn't hurt; she was merely cold and exhausted. Considering the alternative; that bloodsucker could have left her in a far worse condition this evening. She was safe, alive and physically unharmed; that was all that mattered, to me at least.

In no time at all, we emerged into the brightness of the street lights. It was easy to make out the deep babble of male voices. As I approached the clearing and the commotion up ahead, I slowed to a brisk walk, calling out before us;

"I've got her!" The chaotic babble ceased, and then picked up again with more intensity. Within seconds there were familiar faces and voices asking me multiple questions, hovering over her unconscious form, as I carried her towards the front door of her house. There was no doubt; she had managed to stir up quite a storm this evening and all because of a stupid pretty leech.

"No, I don't think she's hurt," I answered someone's question in the distance. "No, she hasn't said much," another person asked me. "She just keeps saying 'He's gone,' and drifting in and out of consciousness," I replied. "Where is the sheriff anyway?" I asked in frustration, wondering where the man was.

"Here, I'm here," Chief Swan shouted out, emerging from the house hurriedly, "Bella, honey, are you all right?" the young girl broke out of her unconscious state, recognising her father's frantic voice and nodded weakly in response. Charlie Swan placed his arms underneath his daughter and removed her from my hold, quite unsteadily too. I followed them into their house, my arm ready to catch the teenager; in case the sheriff couldn't handle her weight. He made it over to the couch and gently placed the young girl on it. Bustling around the living room, he gathered up a soft toy and purple woollen blanket to drape over her. I found this rather amusing; the girl was eighteen, wasn't she? I shook my head and took a few steps to the far corner of the room. I sat down on one of the dining chairs quietly, wondering whether it was necessary for me to be in their house any longer. Within moments, I heard the trampling of feet from the floor above, as the captivating red head came rushing down the staircase and into the living room. She failed to notice me as she hurried over to the couch, evidentially worried about the teenager.

"Bella? Bells! Where have you been?" cried Lily dropping to the floor in front of the couch, and running her fingers through her young niece's damp hair. Bella seemed pleased by her aunt's presence, before she burst out crying in the older woman's arms. Chief Swan returned outside his house. I listened to him as he dismissed the remainder of his police unit who had helped out with the search that evening. Soon enough, the noisy thrum of engines could be heard disappearing down the street. I hated auto-mobiles; there was no need for them with my speed and agility. I tuned back in to a conversation Charlie was having outside with a colleague. They were discussing the resignation of the older bloodsucker from the hospital. I huffed in frustration, shouldn't it be illegal for vampires to be qualified doctors; I mean, really, how was it possible for him to be around exceeding amounts of blood all the time?

"Thank you for finding her Sam," Lily spoke steadily, interrupting my thoughts. She was looking up at me from the floor, faint tear streaks running down her face. For a woman her age, she was beautiful. I was surprised she had even remembered my name.

"It's my job ma'am," I replied quickly, not looking at her face.

"No, you and the boys from La Push didn't need to do that for us," she answered back evenly, "you could've left it to the police, and for that I am grateful." I nodded at her in understanding, and looked away from the couch. She had spoken with an air about her, as if she was trying to convey something to me without really speaking it at all. I put it down to my paranoia and heightened senses, dismissing her words lightly. Lily went back to fussing over her niece and I pretended to be fascinated by a bunch of photos on their mantle piece. Gradually, the chit chat and commotion ceased entirely outside. I wondered whether any of my boys had remained in the vicinity. The sheriff came back inside his house and leant down over his daughter, to kiss her on the forehead.

"What did that boy do to you honey?" Charlie asked naively, triggering further sobbing and carrying on from her. "See, I told you Lils, he did hurt her!" Bella sobbed harder, shaking her head miserably. This bewildered the poor man even more. I watched in amusement as Chief Swan prodded his daughter for information and aggravated her terribly. If he only knew Bella had been dating a vampire. I quickly imagined the entertaining scene that would unfold; with the sheriff finding out about the vampires and werewolves in Forks. Yes, I was bored out of my brain and I didn't want to be in their house. Sometimes I wished I could ignore my tribal duties; the girl was safe, I should be able to go home now.

"I think I might take Bella upstairs to shower Charlie. Can you make her some hot chocolate in the mean time?" Lily instructed and guided the trembling girl up the staircase and into the main bathroom. Between Bella's insecurities and Charlie's naivety, it was good to see the older woman handling matters under this roof. The last thing we needed was the teenager becoming suicidal because of her new heartache. The second Lily had vanished upstairs, I smiled and stood happily. I figured this was my cue to leave the house; I was not hanging around to hear what the girl had to say, regardless of my responsibility to the pack. I shook the sheriff's hand firmly and told him to call me if he required any further assistance that evening. Charlie walked me out the front door, and waved me off as I made my way down the street.

I began to think over the events of the evening. Beginning with Billy's frantic call regarding Bella's disappearance, I continued my reflection, right up until Lily's bizarre thank you in the living room. Charlie and Lily Swan were an interesting duo. From my personal dealings with the two siblings, it was obvious the red head adored the Chief. Lily had been in Forks with Charlie for the past fourteen years. No one was really certain where she had been prior to that; quite frankly, no one had really been that curious anyway. I quickly thought back to a barbeque on the La Push reservation during my childhood, in which Charlie had brought his twenty-one year old sister to meet the tribe. I would've only been five or six years old at the time. Since then, I had seen Lily around on multiple occasions; parties, barbeques and even in town too while I was growing up. During my later teenage years I had secretly crushed on her; I was sure many of the males from La Push had at some point or another. Though overall, Lily Swan had mostly kept to herself over the past decade. Aside from her life with Charlie and her job at the local kindergarten in Forks, I was unsure what she actually did with her time. These past twelve months had kept her busy with Bella staying in town; though prior to that she was rarely seen.

Diverting my thoughts away from Lily once again, I turned around in the middle of the street and glanced back at their house. The front door had been locked shut for the night. I sighed tiredly; at least the silly girl was safe now. I continued walking down the street slowly. Unfortunately, my human senses were slow to pick up on the faint sugar sweet scent in the air. It was the quietness of the street that unsettled me. I glanced around cautiously, feeling uncertain. It took me a second to realise I was being watched; meaning, the sheriff's house was being watched too. The bloodsuckers had not left town after all. Feeling threatened and territorial, I phased into my wolf form right there in the middle of the street and trotted straight back to the front yard of the Swan residence. Pacing a full circle around their lawn to mark my territory, I gave a high pitched howl. It was a sound the average human ear couldn't hear; rather, it was meant to sting the leeches' eardrums for a few seconds. They could all clearly see that the property was guarded for the night. I was not moving a single paw. If those bloodsuckers tried anything foolish, there would be chaos.

A/N: It's my first fanfic, and I could really do with the feedback. Post up some of your comments on the storyline and the newly introduced characters. Also apologies in advance for the timeline of this story jumping all over the place. Hopefully it's not too confusing and you all appreciate the suspense. I'm hoping that this chapter was detailed enough as an introduction. Obviously you'll all be able to get a better grasp on characters, plots and sub-plots as the chapters move along. Thanks for viewing this chapter anyway, and lastly please review guys! xx