from a crossover fanfiction challenge.
This is where we can generate random topics for crossover fan fictions.
*First, go to the Harry Potter wikia wiki/Speciial :Wi kiA cti vit y and then click on "Random page" on the upper left corner.
*Second, do the same on the Twilight wikia page wiki/Speccia l:W iki Act ivi ty
from T: The Great Wolf=origin of quilete legend. volturi. oh okay...
from HP: dragon skin boot, Witch Weekly
I.
The rain keep falling, with no mercy for people who had yet to find shelter from the harsh weather. in the death of the night there is figure of a young man. walked with sure step from the small town toward the forest, as if not bothered by the storm. his dragon skin boot reflecting the little light still visible from streetlight. only a few step from entering the forest, he stopped.
"so... this is it" he said,while observing the forest. "the forest where the wolves dwell. the source of magic in this Badland..." he can feel it rushing in his blood, in his body, the magic that surrounding the forest. so old yet still raw, compared to the British wizarding world where they have tamed almost every dark creatures. he takes a deep breath...
"maybe here, i can find a way to heal..." and for the first time after what felt like years, he smiled.
II.
Draco malfoy is an outcast. this, is an undeniable fact after the war is over. despite the fact that his mother's lies save the wizarding world from Voldemort, it didn't stop the ministry from putting them trough trial. his father in Azkaban, while his mother stay in their second house in France.
they lost the malfoy fortune to more than a half for war reparation. trough his mother effort they were able to keep enough fortune to start new live in France. when everything seems to settle down, that's where the new problem start.
his magic...
the Healer said they don't know why his magic gone craze. one times when he try to do simple warming spell, the power from his wand soaring high and burn the furniture. and there are times when he can't do even a simple levitation spell.
one senior mediwizard, Mr. Felix Borges, told him that somehow he lost his natural equilibrium.
he has to go to place where the old magic congregate, to start over, to gain his 'balance'.
forbidden forest might be the most possible and closest place. but his reputation making his presence unwelcome there.
so here he is, in America,the badlands. badlands because almost 90% of this land is untouched by European magic. and yet, this will be his place to start over.
not wanting to burden his mother too much. he decide to only bring small amount of money. enough to start a comfortable live, but he has to find job eventually.
work with muggles.. urgh.. Draco's stomach spin just thinking about it. alas, it's time to stop being cry baby. he is a big man he can handle this. a few weeks of muggle study with Mr. Borges had prepared him from some awkward encounter with muggle. and luckily Mr. Borges know an acquaintance-a squib-that could help him while he is in america.
so Draco gritted his teeth, swallow his pride, and activate the portkey.
"here goes nothing..." and disappear from sight.
somewhere one ocean apart, Jacob black wake up from his pleasant slumber. feeling giddy without knowing why.
this is one very veeeeeery old fanfic I post in a forum for a challenge. a waste not want not kind of fic. might as well post it here. maybe I'll make some more when i feel like it. *sigh* need to be more productive