Unrequited

Harry Potter x Twilight Story

Summary: So there, with a deadly werewolf pressing her against this old decrepit tree in the middle of the forest with no plausible way of escape him demanding her name all the while, Hermione did the only thing she could think of … She spit in his face. Yeah he didn't like that idea very much either.

Chapter Excerpt: Paul didn't even remember moving as his body moved forward, completely ignoring the jeering and yells of the boy's friends, the only thing he felt was his fist striking the boy down. Hard. And in the face.

Pairing: Paul Lahote x Hermione Granger

Rated: M

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I know I feel absolutely awful about doing this to you but I made another story. I have full intents and purposes of holding off on posting chapters for this story however until I finish one of my other stories. I might update every now and again but it won't be my main story focus as I work on The Games We Play and Of Stranger Magic.

TWLT AN: This story is going to be set before Twilight, around six months sooner than in canon, around the time the Cullens first arrived. Sam (19) is going to have phased before they arrive so he could better train, prepare and wait on the new wolves. Sam still didn't know what was going on when he first shifted and it still took him two weeks to calm down enough to shift back into his human form. Three days later, after Sam returned to normal and before the "bear" incident, Jared (16) phased for the first time and three weeks after that Paul (16) phases for the first time too. It will be about five days after that Sam will imprint on Emily and another week after that that Sam will accidentally hurt her. Bella will be a part of the story though I have yet to decide when she will appear. My main focus will be on the pack and Hermione, though Bella and the Olympic coven will play very needed roles in my story. Paul has already phased for the first time and it's been around a month since Emily joined the Pack as Sam's imprint.

TWLT AN 2: In order of the wolf pack in synch of how they phased and joined the pack. Including ages of how old they are when they phased.

Sam Uley(19)

Jared Cameron(16)

Paul Lahote(16)

Embry Call(15)

Jacob Black(16)

Quil Ateara V (phased two days before Seth)(17)

Seth Clearwater (14)

Brady Fuller (phased same time as Collin)(13)

(10) Collin Littlesea (phased same time as Brady)(13)

(11) Seven other unknown wolves that S.M. did not divulge information on that I will, later in the story.

HP AN: This story is going to be two and a half years after the war, obviously ignoring the epilogue and most of the scenarios involving the battles and deaths after Order of the Phoenix, this doesn't mean that not a lot of people have died because that won't be the case. I'm rewriting the war after Order of the Phoenix to where it won't be so sugar coated, not to say JKR didn't do a good job but a lot of the situations the Order was put through I just had to put the book down and say OMG that would not have really gone down that way in a real war/battle scenario. The reactions of the Order were typical but the Death Eaters won't be as gullible nor quite as easily persuaded to blindly attack when provoked or hesitate quite as much as they did when fighting or torturing them. And I know I will get questions asking so I plan to make this clear now. It is my great pleasure to announce... Fred Weasley IS ALIVE in this story.

HP AN 2: The American Ministry of Magic for this story will be located somewhere in Seattle, Washington even though America's main magical school is in Salem, Massachusetts. I don't really think it's that farfetched to believe considering Hogwarts is located somewhere in Scotland and their Ministry of Magic is located in London.

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Unrequited Chapter 1

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"I don't suppose you'd want to talk about it?" asked Draco as he cleared the paper work on his desk.

"You'd suppose wrong." muttered Hermione bitterly.

"If it helps, Krum's an idiot." he deadpanned shortly as Hermione let out a sad laugh.

"He'd have to be to break up with me." spoke the curly haired witch.

"Could be worst." agreed Draco, "You could be pissed at wittle Wonikins for breaking up with you." Draco laughed with Hermione joining a few seconds later.

"Please if Ron and I ever got together we'd have already been married and he'd be naming our son something ridiculous like Hugo."

"Not liking Hugo then. I daresay it's got a certain ring to it." barked out Draco

"Yes, I'm sure to you it does." replied Hermione, patting the box holding all of her office things inside of it.

"Seriously though are you sure I shouldn't go with you?" asked the blonde heir proudly.

"I'm sure the states aren't as bad as the Ministry makes them out to be I'll be fine. Feel free to visit whenever you can though. I expect to see you within the week Draco." smiled Hermione giving her old partner a hug.

Three years ago during the last battle if Hermione knew that she'd be here within the Department of Mysteries as an Unspeakable hugging Draco Malfoy the only other person besides her who managed to get into the department she would have sent them straight to St. Mungo's on a one way Knight Bus. Now though she couldn't think of anyone besides Harry or Ron and of course Andromeda and Teddy to say goodbye to this way.

"Sure you don't want to send them a patronous?" asked Draco knowing where her train of thought was headed.

"And have them stop me? No thank you. I'll be going to Andromeda and Teddy and then I'm off. I'll send one to all of you as soon as I'm there though. Can't have it where you lot would have to make a scene to send me back here." laughed Hermione letting go of Malfoy.

"You know Potter and Weasley. They'd think the scene would be worth it." he laughed quietly Hermione joining him before calming herself and hugging Draco one last time.

"See ya, Malfoy."

"Most definitely, Granger."

Hermione would later deny crying as she apparatted into Kingsley Shacklebolt's office, before leaving for Washington, D.C.

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Paul didn't like fighting not that most people would think that way from looking at his juvenile record though. He, unlike most people (idiots especially), used common sense. If others would learn to manage their stupid they wouldn't need to worry so much about his anger. At least that's how he saw it.

Unfortunately for him, Sam didn't think so. In fact Sam vehemently disagreed with most of Paul's ways of thinking.

Not that he thought Sam was an idiot or anything, the baby chief sure, but Sam was okay. He had a level head and made sure none of the others, mostly him, never lost their temper and phased close enough to someone to expose them or worst.

Quick images of Sam's fiance Emily popped into his head and he quickly shook those thoughts away. It was almost time for his shift after all and can't have those thoughts flying through his head. Sam would kill him, for thinking of how Emily got those scars. That was really the only time Sam lost his cool. When his imprint gets involved, Sam loses his shit.

"Come on, motherfucker! Hit me!" screamed a Quileute boy of about seventeen years old as he stood up to the aloof wolf.

Like mentioned, Paul really didn't like stupid people.

"Hit me you son of a –."

Paul didn't even remember moving as his body moved forward, completely ignoring the jeering and yells of the boy's friends, the only thing he felt was his fist striking the boy down. Hard. And in the face.

He would do his best to hide the thought from Sam but to himself he admitted it felt really fucking good.

And as he thought back as to how he got into this situation, the idiot boy, dumb ass that he is, got back up.

"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Paul snickered noticing the blood the kid spit from his mouth, he could already see the bruising and swelling on his lip.

"You fucked my girlfriend!" he shouted prissily,

'Ah, yeah, that's definitely something I would do. But on the other hand …"

"I'm sorry and who might that be again?" Paul asked. stopping the smile on his face from appearing.

"I for one don't know and quite frankly don't care." spoke a harsh voice from the sidelines, the boys friends already left at seeing the principal making his way towards the fighting boys. "Paul," you could hear the tiredness within the older man's voice as he spoke, "why am I not surprised to see you here?"

"It's a gift I guess." Paul shrugged, "You're here so everything is going to be all right now though, like the school's own personal prince charming."

"Paul." the youth was very impressed when the older man said his name, he didn't think normal humans could growl that well, "My office, now. Mr. Lopez, just go to the nurse, you're bleeding all over my school."

Lopez, Paul noticed quite proudly did not look too happy that the principal once more came to his rescue when he didn't want nor in his mind need it. Though Paul noticed quite gleefully that the boy's bloody nose would say differently.

"Don't start looking all smug now Mr. Lahote, this is far from finished even though Mr. Lopez is gone. My office." the older man instructed once more as Paul's look of accomplishment quickly disappeared as he made the now familiar way towards the office.

Once confined in the familiar dreary white walls that was his principal's office, Mr. Cooper turned toward his desk and taking a seat, motioning for Paul to do the same before he began his usual lecture, "Paul, this is really becoming quite ridiculous." if Paul paid close enough attention he could practically see the graying hairs on Sheldon's head forming, "This is the fifth fight in the past month, and quite frankly I don't know what to do to help any more, which is why the teachers outnumbered me, you're going to be suspended for the rest of your high school career here Paul." the young werewolf growled lowly in his throat taking notice of the Elders obvious plan, "You'll still be expected to finish just at home, this was the only way the Elders could come up with in your certain conditions."

'Of course, he's talking about my mom again,' Paul thought quite bitterly taking notice of the elder man flinch back by his glare, 'Yeah feel like shit my personal life is none of your fucking business.'

It was a petty win, he knew but Paul really couldn't bring himself to care if the old man was going to make assumptions he was going to be the asshole he was best known for.

"Okay I get it. Can I go now?" Paul barely ground out before he was already barging back through the door, barely hearing Sheldon's parting words,

"We've discussed it and Leah Clearwater will be supervising your progress as part of her intern credits."

"Fan-fucking-tastic Sheldon!" yelled out Paul before truly leaving,

Mr. Cooper shook his head tiredly as he called for his secretary over the phone, "Claire find me the strongest cup of coffee in all of the Rez." as soon as those words left his mouth a very pissy looking Lyle Lopez walked into his office,

"Bring me some of my Valium as well Claire."

"Yes Sheldon."

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"Hermione Granger!" said the startled old witch placing her wand back in her robes, both laughing and Teddy's addition of , "Mione" before Dromeda continued with a smile, "You gave me such a fright, darling."

"Sorry." Hermione smiled softly scooping up the young Metamorphmagus and balancing him on her hip. "I wanted to come to see you and Teddy before I head off."

"Head off?" Andromeda looked fairly shocked at the news, "Where on earth are you headed to now?" she demanded more angry at the other Unspeakables rather than her, she was rather warmed at the concerned ferocity Andromeda and Molly always showed for her well being.

"To the states." she answered loftily as her attention focused on Teddy who was quite fascinated with her now more tamed curly hair, making his own match her own which he was currently trying to eat, "There's some sort of uprising at the American Ministry and they've asked I go sort it out for them."

Andromeda looked on softly at her grandson and her daughter's proud friend, she could definitely see why Tonks and Remus chose her and Harry as the boy's godparents.

"Hermione you know-" she began only to have Hermione gently cut her off

"I don't want to talk about it Andromeda, you'll get better and you'll raise Teddy until you're a good and ripe old age and then you can consider 'leaving'." Hermione whispered not wanting the two year old to hear the word, it caused her to laugh softly to herself before she removed Teddy from Hermione arms and set him up in a muggle baby bouncer her husband's portrait suggested for their grandchild. As soon as he was settled she motioned Hermione to the kitchen leaving the door open so they could both keep an eye on the rambunctious toddler.

"You know this is a conversation we can no longer avoid darling. And as for your arguments, too damn bad, bless my soul I love Teddy but I'm just in no condition to raise another baby, and darling I've been a ripe old age for a long time now." Andromeda summed up seriously, causing the both of them to break out in quiet giggles.

"Andromeda." began Hermione, only this time it was the older witch's turn to interrupt her.

"Hermione, it's really sweet you care so much for my old bag of bones, but while I'm not saying I'll drop dead this year, I'm not long for this world either, and while Harry is the boy's godfather there was a reason should something happen to me Teddy goes to you instead of him. I love Harry but that man's had so much taken away from him he'll stop traveling to take care of him, he shouldn't have to and I know you shouldn't have to – oh bugger I screwed this whole damn speech up." she sighed, Hermione looked up towards the witch and then giggles erupted from her mouth upon seeing the frustrated look Andromeda was sporting. Taking pity on the elder woman she stepped into the conversation,

"It's alright Andromeda I understand. I don't want to have Harry stop traveling when he clearly loves it so much. He's not exactly the most mature of our little ragtag group is he?" Hermione asked as the two woman laughed at her little joke. While Harry was more mature than Ron everyone who truly knew the Golden Trio knew it wasn't by much.

"Too right." Andromeda agreed thinking of the two boys before taking on a more somber tone, "So …"

"I – I'll take him Andromeda but only until after this case is over." Hermione agreed watching as Teddy changed his hair into a lime green almost feathered mess while his eyes took on an electric blue tint resembling far too closely to Mad Eye.

"That's all I ask love, quite frankly if you'd ask for him now, I'd refuse. I'm not quite ready to let go just yet."

Hermione looked at Dromeda for a few seconds before wrapping the older woman in a hug, it was only too obvious the double meaning her words spoke, quick images of Tonks and Remus flashed in her mind as she hugged the woman just a little bit tighter.

"I don't think any of us really are." she whispered before putting on a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, and making her way towards the bouncing boy.

She picked him up and gently placed him on her hip continuing to bounce him to garner his attention, "Baby, Mione has to go now but, as soon as my case is over I'll come and see you again. Ok?" she asked quietly tickling his stomach to which he giggled happily at.

"Pwomise?" he asked hopefully nuzzling into her neck and reaching for whatever part of her he could hold onto, the sight nearly broke her heart.

"Only if you promise to be a good boy for your Grams." she bargained and at his weak nod she hugged him tightly to her body before handing him over to Andromeda and hugging the woman once more before smiling slightly and backing up from them.

"I'll see you in at least six months." she said before spinning on the spot and disappearing with a loud crack.

She only had to right herself for three seconds this time before truly moving around. She magicked everything she needed to pack itself and then once everything was ready she shrunk it all, placed it in her pocket and activated her floo network.

She closed her eyes as she stepped into the fireplace, whispered 'Ministry of Magic, Minister Evelyn Mary Rogers' Office', and with a swirl of green flames disappeared from her flat, and reappeared in a large office. Carefully dusting off as much soot as she possibly could she stepped onto the pristine tile floor.

She took notice that she was the only one in here and quickly checked her watch to make sure that she had the right time set to go off. When she realized she did, she decided to just sit and wait until someone showed up, taking in all of her surroundings firstly noticing the Minister's fireplace glowing a deep blue color signaling the link to her office and Hermione's flat had now been closed. She continued her search of the office and found that the tiles she stepped on were a charcoal gray color, with and off shade of white so not to blind the Minister when working, she supposed. One of the walls however were made of bamboo to off set the dark mahogany bookshelves and match the peace lilies sitting along the wall opposite of her desk and on the side of the door which was now slowly opening.

"I heard you! I have bigger matters to deal with than your singing pixies Mr. Vega, find Miss Halliwell, you know the actual Department Head for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Now if you'll excuse me I have paperwork." a southern voice chimed angrily, almost spitting out the word paperwork. Hermione was not able to see her face but the woman was a lot younger than she was expecting around 5'2" with long blond hair tied into a french knot.

Hermione was not used to American accents but this woman was from one of the deepest souths imaginable if her accent wasn't a dead give away her apparent lack of shame or consequence did. The wooden door slamming shut drove her mind back to the presence she was just sizing up.

"Oh my dear!" said the startled witch finally turning and appraising Hermione the same way the younger one did to her a few seconds ago. "Hermione Granger. You my dear look exactly like your picture." she said confidently striding up to the younger woman and giving her a tight hug in welcome.

"I know you must absolutely detest me for bringing you all the way to America." she started letting go of the now shocked girl to take a seat behind her mahogany desk. "But you'll find that there's never really a dull moment here either. Well have a seat, sugar. I've heard rumors of that brilliant brain of yours and I just can't wait to hear the questions you've come up with to ask me." she said smiling brilliantly.

"You're the American Minister of Magic?" that was not the question she wanted to ask but the woman before her was just so informal compared to the always regal looking Kingsley, the question just kind of slipped out of her mouth and no matter how fast she touched her lips and let a shocked look pass her eyes the words would not return to her throat.

Though despite being insulted the woman laughed relieving the mortified witch feeling a bit better.

"I can't tell you how often I get that my dear. The first Minister of Magic from Louisiana, and just because I left the bayou didn't mean I left my mouth too. If you think I'm bad though you should be grateful you've never met my mother or older sister, make me look like a saint." she said the last part in a whisper as though it was an insult to ever consider herself as something so good.

"So why don't we introduce ourselves formally then, hmm? My name's Evelyn Mary Rogers and you my dear are Hermione Jean Granger." she said laughing slightly introducing Hermione to herself for her. "Pleasure to meet you dear." she smiled offering her hand, Hermione laughed along with her and found herself shaking the headstrong woman's hand.

"Louisiana, huh?" she found herself questioning as she watched the Minister's eyes widen in happiness.

"Oh yes! Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Probably the most magical place in the world. The only place muggles are aware and truly accept magic for what it is, at least." she nodded almost to assure Hermione the truth of that statement then jokingly added, "The seafood is absolutely to die for too." she giggled happily.

"Muggles know it exists?" Hermione asked cautiously

"Course they do, in Mississippi, Texas and a whole bunch of other places in the south but none of them come close to the exposure LA has, especially Nola." she affirmed confidently, "The ghosts down there aren't as friendly as the ones you guys have at Hogwarts. Enough about that though, you're here for a reason and Kingsley wanted me to make sure you heard your conditions from my mouth. So you asked for a secluded home far enough away to give you some peace while you work yet close enough you can merely Apparate to work in case of emergencies, I found you a cute little cottage house in Forks, a town pretty close to here actually, a muggle means of transportation so we have a choice of work cars you can choose from later, and lastly the civilian entrance is sort of like the one in London only instead of squeezing yourself into an old phone booth you squeeze yourself into an old beat down elevator. I strongly suggest you not watch the movie Devil if you continue to use that entrance after tomorrow for your stay here. And you go down there you end up in an old rundown cafe. Kyle will meet you at the entrance when you leave here and take you to pick your car and then give you directions to your new house. He'll also meet you tomorrow morning and show you to your new work station as department head." she smiled slightly standing up and hugging Hermione once more,

"I really appreciate you coming out here, just started this job last year and still not quite used to everything, it's a relief to know at least someone competent is working in this crazy ass place." she smiled again and Hermione noticed her eyes caught a wicked little gleam to their blue shade and the older woman was nodding towards her once more almost laughing as she said quite cheerfully, "Bye Hermione, see you tomorrow at work. Oh and try not to throw up." at the last part Hermione noticed her smile got even wider yet before she could question her a black portal opened beneath her feet and she was sucked through, blackness surrounded her for all of two seconds before she fell to the floor and proceeded to throw up right in front of someone's fancy black shoes. She didn't even bother to raise her face putting her head in her lap she mumbled quite loudly.

"Crazy ass, Americans."

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I really didn't expect the Ministry scene to play out like that but Evelyn demanded to be put into depth and though you won't really see much of her in the beginning and end of the story she'll play a pretty vital role somewhere in the middle just for this one part though. As for the other characters unlike some of my other stories everyone's coming out to play in this one, both Harry Potter and Twilight characters. I'm going all out and holding nothing back, lol.

So the next chapter Hermione's going to be getting a hang of the American Ministry of Magic and I plan on writing the American Ministry almost completely opposite of the British one, I want everything to be almost chaotic there's a reason I'm writing it like this so have patience with me, like all my stories there's a reason I'm going to write it out like this it'll be explained later in the story though. The summary meeting will also be happening at the end of the next chapter too.

If you're confused about the ages of the wolves or are curious about the imprints or exactly when they phase please send me a review or PM and I'll be happy to further explain, same goes with the Harry Potter characters if there's something about their descriptions that confused you and I'll be glad to explain it in more depth.

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