***Disclaimer*** I suppose we're supposed to do a disclaimer at the beginning of stories, so here it goes. I DO NOT own Twilight OR Harry Potter, that honor belongs to Stephenie Meyer and J.K. Rowling. The only thing I own about them in a copy of their fabulous books. Also, this is my first FanFiction, so cut me some slack. Also, reviews are greatly appreciated! Also, this disclaimer is for my entire story, not just this chapter.

That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw my last sunrise

Prologue

'Vampires? What do you mean?'

'You've got to trust me, Potter! Now run!'

Harry Potter sprinted away from Professor McGonagall for the Entrance Hall as jets of light spurted out around him. He watched in horror as a bolt of green struck the person next to him.

The doors flew open before Harry reached them. He ran out as fast as he could, ignoring the screams around him. Hogsmeade loomed before him, all the lights out. Then, he heard someone behind him. Before he could scream, a hand clapped over his mouth.

An ice-cold hand.

All went black.

Chapter 1

Harry awoke to the sounds of bells chiming. Or, at least what her voice sounded like. He opened his eyes just a crack to see a short, pale, and extremely beautiful woman. Or was she a girl? Her skin sparkled in the sunlight and her short, black hair stuck out in spikes around her perfect face. Her eyes were a lovely golden color.

Harry could tell she was a Muggle, as she flitted about doing ordinary tasks he could have easily done in a short time with magic. But there was something about her that was unnatural.

'I know you're awake,' she said. 'For one, your breathing changed quite drastically. For another, I just saw you sit up.'

What?! She saw me sit up? Harry thought. He opened his eyes a little more and took in his surroundings. It appeared he was in a Muggle house, with a pale color scheme and a wall made entirely out of glass.

He also noticed a man standing with his arms around the short girl. He was also extremely pale and beautiful, and he was sparkling. He shared her butterscotch eyes. Harry couldn't help but sit up.

'Ha. I told you you'd sit up,' said the girl. She walked, no, danced, over to Harry. 'I'm Alice, and that's Jasper. I expect someone told you about us?'

Harry was surprised. What did she mean by someone telling him about them? He was about to ask, when Alice said, 'We're probably the vampires Minerva told you about.'

Harry's eyes popped, and he scrambled backwards. Alice and Jasper laughed when he collided with something hard behind him. He looked up to see a third vampire looking down at him. Harry fainted.

Ok, so sorry it's a little short but I'm halfway through my second chapter, but me actually finishing it depends on how much you guys like it.