A/N: First i would like to apologise , My other story the hidden and the forgiven is on hiatus because i just hit writers block , i re-wrote the latest chapter twice and i stilll cant get past a bit i know i want to go a certain way . hopefully inspiration will hit soon but this idea came to mind as a peace offering .

So on with he normal disclaimer : i don't own Harry potter , all rights are J. and The only character that is my is the forgotten potter :)

Also is this is a cross over i also don't own the rights for twilight .because if i did Edward wouldn't be such a dumbarse and Bellawould be an awesome character .

Anyway on with the story ...

Prologue

All hollows eve, the one night a year, when the veil of life and death are thin. The day nightmares are believed and the true meaning of the word fear washes through the human race. It is on this night that fate deals a cruel hand. Those things that go bump I the night, all manner of fantastical myths come back to the earth to cause mischief and mayhem.

It is not that all myths are unreal, or that all nightmares are all bad. There are some myths that are real. Myths of magic are not what they appear to be.

There at the window, overlooking the eve as it fell. Watching as the sky turned crimson before settling to black. Stood a girl, who looked no older than 17 summers old. She sighed as she places the last of her Auburn hair in an intricate updo. Her eyes, once the colour of the deepest ocean, now scarlet with disappointment Even now she misses him, the one she is meant to forget, She hopes with all fondness that he received the trinket for his birthday.

Within the same room as the girl stood another, who view the girl with fondness and affection. His eyes dulled to crimson over time, watching her as she dressed for the formal night's activities . As she donned the velvet black dress with full length sleeves, he smiled . The dress clung to her lithe petite frame, the underskirt of pure red silk fanned out just above her feet. Such a contrast to her pale skin . But she looked splendid as she always did. Not forgetting the amulet that told all that she belonged to him…..To them.

The hear the call to gather and as she turned to take his hand she smiled and he replied .no words were exchange for he knew where her thought take her on this night. She nodded slightly, indicating she was ready to go . For tonight was the night that the boy turned man met the girl that he once knew but has now forgotten. With that thought in mind the couple disappeared from the room with speed unparalleled to any human.

For this was the night that the forgotten potter returned.