a/n: i don't know why but i love these two and i love to see pics of tom and kristen blended together. this is my first try at a fanfic for a crossover, please be kind. text in bold are quotes from the books. this is just the prologue, that's why it's so short. upcoming chapters will be longer and not have parts from the books. just had to set up the beginning.
draco takes up dumbledore on his offer of protection from the end of half-blood prince. the order has hidden draco in the last place voldemort or his death eaters would look. begrudgingly, he starts to settle into small town life, meeting the recently broken-hearted bella swan in their last year of school at Forks High. draco is not used to the muggle world and bella is convinced that the supernatural is gone from her life for good and life moves forward for both. but what happens when draco's location is discovered by the very people he's hiding from?
disclaimer: jk rowling and stephenie meyer own everything from harry potter and twilight. i own nothing. this is done for fun, not profit.
"I haven't got any options!" said Malfoy, and he was suddenly white as Dumbledore. "I've got to do it! He'll kill me! He'll kill my whole family!"
"I appreciate the difficulty of your position," said Dumbledore. "Why else do you think I have not confronted you before now? Because I knew that you would have been murdered if Lord Voldemort realize that I suspected you."
Malfoy winced at the sound of the name.
"I did not dare speak to you of the mission with which I knew you had been entrusted, in case he used Legilimency against you," continued Dumbledore. "But now at last we can speak plainly to each other. …No harm has been done, you have hurt nobody, though you are very lucky that your unintentional victims survived. …I can help you, Draco."
"No, you can't," said Malfoy, his wand hand shaking very badly indeed. "Nobody can. He told me to do it or he'll kill me. I've got no choice."
"Come over to the right side, Draco, and we can hide you more completely than you can possibly imagine. What is more, I can send members of the Order to your mother tonight to hide her likewise. Your father is safe at the moment in Azkaban. …When the time comes, we can protect him too. …Come over to the right side, Draco…you are not a killer. …"
Malfoy stared at Dumbledore.
The weight in his hand seemed to waver, so much that he slowly started to lower his wand. Just a fraction of an inch. After all, he was no fool.
"How?"
If Dumbledore was relieved at the question, he did not show it. Instead, he continued to look upon the boy kindly. "I'm afraid I don't understand the question. Would you please enlighten me, Draco?"
Draco's features automatically began to twist into a sneer at the old man's obvious stupidity but he forced himself to keep his expression in check. "How would you hide us? Protect us? How would he not find us?"
Dumbledore gave a small understanding nod, a tiny smile beginning to twitch at the corner of his mouth.