Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling and Stephenie Meyer own their respective stories, not me. Down We Fall is a brilliant song by Drake Bell that fits this piece emotionally, but alas I also do not own it.

A/N: Due to popular request I have decided to make a sequel to MAB. This time I didn't write the entire thing first so updates might be sporadic but I'll try my best. I'm sticking to the canon of the Twilight series although obviously that'll only work to an extent… Yes, this is a Jacob/Draco pairing. Don't read if it offends you. Now, onto the story

Down We Fall

By Redbookbluebook

Chapter 1

It was stupid and he knew it. He must have been absolutely barmy for even considering it, but there he was in Forks, Washington hoping to find a boy he had known for less than a week.

…But that boy had completely changed his life. Draco Malfoy wasn't known to grovel, beg or plead, but he was almost willing to do so if it meant Jacob would come back. He had even stooped as low as taking muggle transportation to get to this god-forsaken place. When his taxi driver stopped at a local gas station, Draco got out to stretch his legs a bit. That's funny, he mused to himself spying a stray poster on one of the gas pumps. It was old; the ink ran down the weathered, water-stained sheet of paper, yet it was still legible. The paper bore a photo of a teenage boy and read "Have You Seen This Boy?" Even faded and crumbled on the torn poster, Draco would recognize that face anywhere; it was Jacob Black.

The knowledgeable part of Draco realized he should inform the muggle authorities that he had in fact seen Jacob Black, but the Slytherin in him knew that that would only lead to the inescapable whys and hows of his dealings with Jacob. Those were answers he didn't care to elaborate on and besides he had no idea how to use the fellytone, so instead he furthered his research on the illusive native boy…

It was almost too easy for Jacob to pretend that nothing had happened since the night he had run away from La Push, because when he returned, hurt burned in his eyes as steadily as it had before he left. Jacob had done everything he could to save Bella, but all for naught because in the end she had chosen him; she had chosen death. Draco and he had shared everything; now they had nothing. Jacob gave and gave everything he had. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. He thought back to the one time he had been remotely happy after the disastrous mess that resulted from his time with Bella. Of course that had ended badly too because life just needed to keep reminding him that it was possible for it to suck even more than it already did. As if he didn't know already…

Tonight was Bella's wedding and like the masochist he was, he decided to go see her one last time.

Draco entered the soiree clad in a black tux that made his already pale skin practically glow. Looking around him he noticed that for once, he wasn't the palest person in the room. 'Hoo-rah,' he thought joylessly as he prowled the floor of the grand house. (Not nearly as grand as Malfoy Manor mind you.) He approached a few teenagers that looked to be around his age.

"Mike! Stop that," a dark haired girl with ample cleavage scolded the mischievous blonde beside her whose hand was perilously close to her ass. Draco noted that despite Mike's crude actions towards the rather irritating girl he stood next to, his eyes rarely strayed far from the brunette beauty in the wedding gown. The understated girl beside them rolled her eyes and cocked her head back and forth, as though she was waiting for someone to save her from the neighbouring couple.

"Excuse me," Draco interrupted, "but do any of you know where I could find Jacob Black?" The annoying girl snorted but her boyfriend told him that Jacob probably wouldn't be here tonight,

"Since he's probably still in love with Bella." Mike spoke her name wistfully while Jessica glared. Bella. The scattered pieces in Draco's mind connected, while he took in the sting of Mike's words. He nodded tersely and he noticed a little frown appear on the other girl's face before he turned his back on the group of teens.

Bella observed as she was pulled from dance to dance, that a handsome blonde boy with alabaster skin had sidled up to talk to Angela, Mike, and Jessica. She hoped that Edward's unfamiliar friend had fed recently, since she happened to like Angela.

Finally Edward's strong arms wrapped around her for a dance; it felt like heaven on Earth. He began to twirl her towards the door leading outside, where nothing could be seen but darkness.

"Can I cut in?" A husky voice interrupted Bella's confused thoughts.

"Jacob!" She cried out in shock and excitement.

Draco, whose finely tuned senses had followed the newlyweds progress across the room, started when he heard the name of the boy he had been searching for. He unobtrusively edged closer to the door, barely avoiding the groom as he swept back inside, leaving his bride with Jacob. Draco's Jacob.

"Oh, Jake! Everything is perfect now." Bella was crying as she informed him how happy she was that he was here, using that inane nickname that Jacob had hated. His sarcastic answer made Draco smile, but her response turned it into a grimace.

"Now everyone I love is here." Draco's eyes narrowed angrily. How could she lead him on like that? She was a married woman for Merlin's sake! Could she not see the pain she was putting Jacob through, or was she so self-centred? He pushed his angry thoughts away as he observed with a cool detachment the two grow closer and begin to dance. They were harder to hear now, their voices merely soft murmurs. Draco wished he hadn't thought it beneath him to buy things from Weasleys, because those extendable ears would have been dead useful right about now.

He watched as Bella stomped on Jacob's foot, though he seemed to take it in good humour. He surveyed his every facial expression in detail as though Jacob's image was the one thing keeping him alive. Things were going well between the two, but then they took a turn for the worst. Draco wished he knew what had caused them to stop spinning in a nauseating circle, because currently Jacob was gripping Bella's shoulders tight enough to leave bruises and his eyes were wide with horror.

"Ow, Jake! Let go!" He shook her as though checking to make sure she was real, that this wasn't just some twisted dream. Draco stared in confusion as Jacob began to spiral out of control.

"Bella! Have you lost your mind? You can't be that stupid! Tell me you're joking!" He definitely didn't need extendable ears to hear them now, although the din inside assured that no one else would come running.

"Jake-stop!" His hand twitched on his wand, but before he could make a decision her husband had appeared out of nowhere and wrenched her away from Jacob. He snarled and stood protectively in front of her. Draco was about to go help but he stopped when he spied two enormous wolves intervening between the parties, trying to keep the peace.

A gangly young boy had wrapped his arms around Jacob, whose features had turned feral with hatred as he screamed death threads at the groom, who although angry, appeared unconcerned and almost remorseful. Draco was shocked by his lack of fear, since Jacob was truly frightening in his state of rage. However, he reserved judgement because he didn't know what secrets the handsome man held behind his strangely golden eyes.

Jacob's body shuddered and shook but the younger boy managed to convince him to leave. As the two were swallowed by the dark forest, Draco decided to escape before anyone realized he did not belong here, and like his broken lover, he disappeared into the night.