A/N: This is a Harry Potter meets Twlight. The story is set in Hogwarts in their final year, Harry is with Ginny and Hermione and Ron are together, Voldemort never existed but Harry was still orphaned all changes are mentioned in the story. There is a new addtion to the year and Harry becomes infautiated with this new member of the school.

//Harry//

Thinking about this one day in the future I may come to a more reasonable conclusion than the one I have now. Maybe I'm not the only one who has felt the way I have, I don't see how that's possible it feels unworldly. I do wonder though that if anyone that has felt this way has blown up and self-combusted because it was just too pure, raw and exciting, much like electricity coursing though your body. That's the way I felt this feeling – agape – unconditional love for a being. When I felt this I felt alive for the first time in years, it was so much I felt as if I was going to burst then and there.

Well enough of that now, I'm meant to be telling the story of how I came across this so suddenly in my young life that it gripped me in this place forever.

Sunday the 1st September 19.., that scarlet steam train pulled into the station on platform 9 3/4 , anticipation was in the air, our final year together; me, Ron, Hermione and Ginny. How I have wanted this to come for years, I would be out in the open world, no more stupid rules other than those bound by law, free to go where ever I wanted to without having hordes of fan girls fowling my every step. But somehow now that it came to it I didn't want it to end, as soon as I stood there waiting watching others wishing their children goodbye I was hit with a longing to stay. I didn't feel that I could say goodbye to this place just yet, it never mattered to me before but as the promise of a next year in the same scene slipped away I couldn't help but want it to last a little longer.

Heaving a sigh I turned away from the others around me to wish my somewhat adopted family goodbye. I was pulled into a bone crushing hug by Mrs. Weasley who was wishing me goodbye. Hermione was looking amused at the assault that my favourite mother figure was doing to me. Finally I was allowed to breathe again, I walked over to were Ginny and Ron were standing taking Ginny's hand in mine it was now my turn to look amused as Hermione was taken up in one of Mrs. Wesley's hugs. Hermione was finally let go as I bit my bottom lip trying not to laugh at Hermione's grateful look as she was let go.

"Ron, I would hate to think what your mum would do if she found out about the engagement, she might actually kill me in happiness." Hermione smirked at Ron as they got on the train. "Mind you she may kill me anyway for taking her youngest most innocent son away from her." She added as an afterthought as we entered a compartment and stowed out luggage in the racks.

"I'm not that innocent." Ron said coming up behind Hermione wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck lightly. Hermione giggled.

Ginny and me sat down still holding hands and rolled our eyes at each other. Sometimes those who were just too much. They had started dating in 5th year since then it wasn't anything but floating hearts and flowers for them two.

Ron had proposed over the summer on the cruise we had all gone on, the only ones that knew were me, Ginny, Fred and George who had come with us too. They had decided to make the announcement after graduation, they had a whole year to keep it a secret, I had no idea if they could achieve it the way they were acting, Ginny and Hermione were already making wedding plans about the dress and venue. Ron kept on asking questions about his stag do, which apparently I was meant to be organising as I was his best man, I hadn't got very far, hadn't really thought about it if I am honest.

So there was Hermione and Ron, Ginny and me, apparently the two happiest couples in the school. After graduation I was planning on asking Ginny, Hermione and Ron to move into Grimmauld Placewith me, it was the house the Sirius left me when he went on his bike trip round the world in memory of the trip he and James were going to take. My mum and dad died when I was a baby of disease that couldn't be cured, since then I was taken care of by Sirius my godfather and his last reaming friend from Hogwarts Remus Lupin. Since I came of age the two thought that I would like my own place so Remus married Tonks and went off to live with her and Sirius went on his bike trip, he was planning on returning at some point and moving back in, he just wasn't too sure when he would be coming back.

I was looking out the window for much of the train ride, Ginny was gently running her hands through my raven hair as she read a magazine giggling every now and then with Hermione who was reading over her shoulder, Ron was asleep snoring loudly across from me.

"Oooh, Harry, I never knew that you like to take moonlit walks along the coast." Hermione said shaking me out of my musings.

"What?" I asked, thinking that she was the most random person in the world, but no she wasn't. In her lap was Ginny's magazine with a huge picture of me grinning like mad in my Quidditch uniform along with a sequence of questions and answers that I never knew had been asked. "What's that" I asked still slightly confused, looking down at the Questions and reading them. "I've never even been to San-Francisco!"

Ginny and Hermione laughed. "It's one of those made up interviews that they put in at the back sometimes Harry, everyone knows that they are all lies." Ginny said patting my arm lightly whilst trying to control her laughter.

"You still haven't got used to it yet have you Harry?" Hermione said grinning in amusement at my put out look.

"Of course not! Who would want people digging into their private lives constantly and making up stupid interviews!" I was still getting used to the idea of a celebrity status, two years ago a scout from a league Quidditch team came to watch a game, apparently he had heard about my skill as a seeker and came to see if the rumours were true. It turned out that they were, he met me after the game and offered me a contract, the team now came to the school once a week to practice with me for the season, it was rather hectic at first having people follow me round and hang on my every word, especially girls, but that's why I had Ginny, she was my guardian from these girls, and I was very grateful for it.

"Ah don't worry your pretty little head about it, it makes you look sweet and kind, exactly what every girl dreams of." Ginny said grinning.

"But there's only one girl I dream of." I replied pouting.

"Oh and who's that?"

"Pamela Anderson." I grinned cheekily, Ginny replied by rolling up the magazine and hitting me over the head with it till I pleaded for forgiveness.

Ron moaned and opened his eyes sleepily obviously woken by my shouting pleas. "What the hell is going on?"

"Harry has just said he dreams about Pamela Anderson so Ginny is making him take it back." Hermione said looking amused and coming over to sit next to Ron afraid that she would be in the line of fire.

"Why should he take it back she's hot." Ron said without thinking, he looked over at Hermione who was looking livid. "But not as hot as you honey." Hermione looked as if she would hex him, but Ron was saved by the bell, well actually saved by the lunch trolley.

"Anything off the trolley dears?" The old witch asked.

"Do you want anything dear?" Ron asked Hermione, she just glowered at him. "Can I have a packed of Bertie Bots every flavour beans, a caldron cake and three packets of chocolate frogs." Ron asked handing over the money whilst picking up the contents of his order. "Thank you." He passed a packet of chocolate frogs over to Hermione and half a caldron cake, she took it rolling her eyes at him. Whoever said that food was only the way to a man's heart?

Once forgiven the train ride was uneventful except from the few faces peering through a gap in the blinds to see into the compartment. We were one of the last ones to reach the school wanting to miss the crowd of students, by the time we made it to the great hall nearly everyone had taken their seats, I gave a small wave to Hagrid who was sitting happily at one end of the teachers table, he waved back as we took our seats.

I don't really remember much after that, I always found that I forgot most of the sorting process, once the first years had been sorted Dumbledore stood up holding his arms up asking for silence which he got almost immediately. He really was truly a great man Dumbledore, it made me slightly sad that I never really got to know him before that year, but then again that was probably a good thing, if I had got to know him it was probably be in the way that I was being was delinquent. He was halfway through his welcoming speech when I noticed something out of place, I looked at the front of the hall trying to work out what had changed, then I saw it, the sorting hat was still sitting on its stall waiting patiently, or perhaps it was asleep. The hat being there was puzzling me, McGonagall had never left it there sitting through the feast it was usually taken away to wherever it rested, which was probably the headmasters office, it was never left there. I laughed internally, what was I expecting, it was a hat that was left at the front of the hall, nothing unexpected or strange was going to happen, McGonagall probably just forgot, which was out of character but still possible.

I yawned, there was something about that train ride that no matter how long you spent sleeping through it you still ended up being stupidly tired afterwards maybe it was a spell to calm and subdue start of term jitters.

"The forbidden forest is out of bounds to all students so please do not venture into there." Dumbledore said, Ron and I exchanged looks grinning at each other from across the table, we had been there many time looking round it with my dad's old invisibility cloak, luckily we had never been caught. Dumbledore took one last long look round the hall, it seemed like he was looking for something, strange, maybe he was just getting old, he seemed rather advanced in years. He turned looking slightly disappointed, Snape gave a sour look and shrugged in his direction, it seemed like they were having a mental conversation. No one else seemed to notice this except me, maybe I was just being paranoid and imaging things, but then again there was the feeling that something was about to happen, but what?

My question was answered as Dumbledore turned towards the sound of the great oak front doors being slammed open, the whole hall was looking curiously towards the great hall doors waiting, I took one last look towards Dumbledore, who was now beaming, before I turned to the great hall door like everyone else. They opened and there it was, something so mysterious, and graceful it looked like it did not belong to this world. The girl walked towards Dumbledore ignoring the stares of the whole student body. She reached Dumbledore, shook his hand muttering apologies, saying the weather hadn't been the best for running and had slowed her down. This confused me even more, why was she running to Hogwarts? And what was she doing here anyway? And most importantly who was this creature? She had dark brown hair that flowed down to her mid back, she was tall, about 5''7 I would have guessed with a thin figure that was perfectly in proportion, her skin was flawless and as white as marble, in fact It looked just as hard as marble, I wondered briefly if it would feel like marble but I quickly got rid of that thought remembering Ginny's warm hand in mine.

The girl stood to the side next to the old sorting hat looking out towards the hall of people as Dumbledore started speaking.

"I would like to introduce a new student to Hogwarts, Rose Turner. She is joining us for her last year and will be joining the 7th year lesions; I hope you will welcome her with open arms." He smiled looking round the hall, probably taking in the slightly glazed looks that some people held, I was trying to control my face for Ginny, I just hoped that I didn't look like Ron who looked like he was in pain as Hermione glared in his direction with crossed arms, she had obviously noticed that this new girl was out of this world, like no one any of us had ever seen, I could see the jealously swell in her. Poor Ron, I would not like to be him later tonight. "Please put the hat on your head and wait for it to sort you." Dumbledore gestured to the old hat sat on the stool, the girl, Rose, turned gracefully on her high heels that made a small clip sound as she walked and placed the hat on her head whilst placing herself on the stool, and waited.

Those were the few longest moments of my life, waiting for the hats decision, half of me was screaming for her to be sorted into Gryffindor that would allow me to see her and probably talk to her a lot more than would be possible otherwise, whilst the other side was telling me off for even thinking of being with another girl when I had everything I wanted in one sitting right next to me. I couldn't explain it; the burning pain rising in my body was engulfing it, so painful, something I've never experienced before, not the first time I rode a broom, not the first time Ginny and I kissed, not the first time she said "I love you", not the first time we had sex. This was totally new and I felt guilty, incredibly guilty, as I knew somehow that I would never feel this intensely for the girl sitting next to me, or for any other girl I would ever meet in the rest of the life that I had left to live.

The seconds that felt like minutes rolled past slowly, I could her Hermione mutter to Ginny, "I do hope she is not sorted into our house, do you see how the guys are looking at her, like she's a piece of meat, she would never be safe! You're lucky that Harry hasn't noticed her like the others". She sent one more disapproving glance towards Ron's slightly glazed face, Ginny just nodded slightly shifting a bit closer to me on the bench so that I could feel the heat from her body rising off of her. So it wasn't obvious that I was lusting after this girl too, that's what I put it down as, I couldn't say love, though if felt close, even more intense, as I knew nothing about this girl at all. The hat twitched, I waited with bated breath, and then it opened it mouth and shouted "Gryffindor!"

The table cheered and clapped loudly some getting out of their seats and cheering, Hermione looked put out, Ginny looked slightly amused, probably because Ron had broke out into a entuastic grin. Hermione nudged him glaring and saying that if he really wanted her he should take his bloody ring back. I rejoiced on one side and groaned on the other as Rose got up smiled at Dumbledore and took her seat at the end of the table with a dividing space between her and Colin Creevy who was fumberling with his camera to take a picture of her.

"Let the feast begin!" Dumbledore proclaimed smiling, and with that food appeared on the table and snatched everyone's attention away from the new girl.

During the feast there was much talk of the upcoming final year, what everyone was planning to do next year, and the holidays that people had taken. I picked at my food, not being able to concentrate on a conversation in particular my mind running back to the girl, who, when it was safe, I would take a sidelong look at. She did even a more worse job that me at eating, not one morsel of food touched her plate, she sat there looking round the hall, engaging in small quick conversations with the people at the end of the table, she didn't look like she was saying much at all.

Colin was talking to her about something when he pointed in my direction and she followed his finger looking me straight in the eyes. I blushed, her eyes were the most amazing things I've ever seen, they were deep gold that stood out amongst the pale white of her skin. Her facial expressions never changed, a slight frown at the sides of her mouth as if she was thinking about something, how I wished that I knew what was going through her mind, and even more so how I could make her smile, what would probably be Witch Weekly's greatest smile of all time. I pulled my eyes away from hers looking down at my food and busying myself with that instead trying to remember Ginny on my right.

By the time the feast finished it was late, we wandered upstairs to our common room ready for a good night's sleep before school the next morning. We said our goodbye's at the stairs leading to our separate dormitories, me and Ron in the 7th year boys, Ginny in the 6th year girls and Hermione in the Head Girl sweet. The last thing I saw before I made it to bed was the girl wandering up the stairs after Hermione, she caught my eye again, something happened, she froze, eyes wide. After a few moments of just staring at each other she tore herself away and just about ran up the reaming stairs out of site. Weird behaviour, I just shrugged it off as being awkward at being so close to a Quidditch star, this was big headed of me, but what else could be the answer, she couldn't possibly like me could she? No, a girl like that was wanted but never obtained; she was special, something different. Still my thoughts wandered though different scenarios as I slept soundly in my four poster bed.

A/N: How was that?? Anyone that has read Twlight if there are any suggestions mistakes please say. Thanks for reading!