A/N: I have been working on a Harry Potter/Twilight story but this came to mind and I had to write it out. I've been a GH fan for forever, and #Jasam may forever be my favorite couple.

Chapter 1: Introductions

Port Charles, 1995

Sam POV:

When Alexis said we were going to her family's island, she wasn't lying. It really is an island. Motes and all, this place gives me the creeps.

Luckily, I am only in town for one week, and then I get to return to my life as a normal fifteen year old with real world problems. Although as of late, those problems have been on the back-burner. Alexis hired a private investigator, and while I always wanted my biological parents to have more than my foster parents, this kind of money is a little extravagant.

The night Alexis found me in a bar conning some sailor seems like forever ago, even though it happened a little over a week ago. I'm not exactly fond of the woman who gave me up, but if taking her up on a visit buys me boarding school and not dealing with my foster-dad Cody, I'll take it.

He wasn't happy when I didn't help with the latest shoplifting scheme. The night before Alexis found me I was sporting what was left of the black eye he had given me proving how angry he was. After Evelyn and Danny left, life was one adventure after the next, and I just wanted a break from all of it.

Alexis threatened Cody and had paperwork drawn up for a lawsuit against him for the years of torment. Apparently Alexis has the legal system in the Cassadine bankroll because now I am her responsibility and there's a restraining order against Cody. Which is why no one gets to know where I'm going for school. Not even her family. We're making up some story about where I will be, when in reality I will be in Europe. It's kind of hard to wrap my head around it when the life of a con artist's daughter is all I've ever known.

Until Alexis' business deal is wrapped up, we are visiting Spoon Island near Port Charles. The castle is empty other than staff, but I've made a game out of finding secret pathways. There's a dungeon. I also cracked the code for the wine cellar. If you ask Alexis, I'm bored and spend lots of time watching television.

It isn't until tonight that I get to travel to Port Charles by boat. I'm not exactly what the details are regarding Alexis wanting to keep the Cassadine name hidden, but I was told if anyone asks to please use my first name and give no details about where we are staying.

I'm actually shocked she let me off of the island, even if for a few hours. I think she knew I really wanted to take the boat out. I also think she's scared that if she smothers me too much I will run away. I'm currently riding on the boat that I long to steer, but hey, at least I am off of Scary Island.

Port Charles is kind of a boring town. The docks are poorly lit, there aren't very many places to shop, there's just a bunch of stuffy, huge houses that all look the same with holly bushes and iron gates. There's a building that looks to house condominiums, but even that is gated. There's a billboard with Brenda Barrett, and I know who she is. You'd have to live under a rock to not know who she is. There's a club named Luke's, but I'm not in the mood to have to lie about my age tonight. Tonight I think I'll just see if I can find a really greasy cheeseburger. The chef at Spoon Island has no idea what fattening food is, and I miss French fries. They're what I grew up on.

I see a pathway lit for a diner called Kelly's and I think this may be as good as it gets for tonight. The place is packed, it's very well lit, and a little too clean for the French fries I need, but at this point time is running out.

As I approach the bar, a lady named Ruby asks what she can get me. I tell her I need a bacon cheeseburger with fries and a chocolate shake. She puts the unopened menu back behind the counter and mumbles something about where I could put it all.

I glance around and notice everyone here looks like a Gap ad. They all probably shop at Saks Fifth Avenue. Cody could make a killing in this town conning the rich residents.

My shake arrives by a short guy about my age, with overgrown hair and huge blue eyes.

"Chocolate shake."

"Thanks."

"You're definitely not from here."

"I can neither confirm nor deny."

"Oh that wasn't a question. You're not from here. It's a statement. Are you sticking around?"

"What's it to you?"

"Just being polite. Sorry."

He turns to walk away, and I don't know why, but it feels like I know this kid. Maybe I don't know who he is, but something tells me his life hasn't been all gated fences and monstrous houses.

"Not sticking around. "

He nods at me and continues to walk away.

"Nice to meet you, whoever you are."

After my encounter with blue eyes, I hear the bell over the door and know that this must be the place to go. I hear two guys behind me arguing about the Giants and the Redskins. One slurs a little too much, and I wonder what he's been drinking.

"Hello."

I look beside me to see the two guys standing at the bar. They look identical. They could be the Juicy Fruit twins you see on the commercial. I wonder if they are.

Mr. Hair Gel turns to Juicy Fruit and talks about me like I'm not there. Hair Gel, a.k.a. slurry one says, "man she's hot."

"Why don't you go find a table. You don't want it getting back to dad that you're kind of slurring."

"I'm not slurring. Don't be an ass. I'm having a conversation with this beautiful girl."

Hair Gel turns back to me and I try not to look, but their teeth are so white that it reminds me of the sun; you can't look away.

"A.J., please. Please don't do this."

"Fine. But I call dibs."

There's a gentle shove before 'A.J.' looks at me again and then walks away.

Silence ensues and I really just want my food.

"Sorry about that."

A few minutes pass and I don't reply.

"It's okay."

He smiles a blinding smile. There must be a house that belongs to a really loaded dentist in this town.

I smell it before I see it. FOOD! The older lady named Ruby sets the plate in front of me.

"Enjoy, and remember, whatever you don't eat I can box up for you."

I smile. If this lady only knew that this is about to go down. There will be no leftovers here.

"Hey Jason! What'll you be having?"

I take a bite of one of the best cheeseburgers ever. I can't help the moan that comes from the feeling of fantastic fatty foods.

"I'll have what she's having."

Ruby laughs and I look at the two of them just staring,

Ruby then smiles, genuinely as she speaks directly to me. "I'm glad you like it."

I nod my head and then salt the fries before tasting them.

"A.J. will have the same. Can he also get some coffee too?"

I hear the tone of her voice change a little. "Sure, Jason. "

She walks away. I look over again at Juicy Fruit and wonder what his story is. Perhaps he lives a charmed life with lots of secrets behind the happy persona. I wonder why I care. When I look again, he isn't at the bar anymore. Oh well, the cheeseburger is excellent.

Half an hour later I'm asking for the bill. Ruby laughs. "It's on the house."

"No, I can't do that. Please let me pay. Out of all the food I have had in the past years, that deserves to be paid for."

She smiles. "The Quatermaines handled it."

"Who?"

"The two boys, Jason and A.J."

"I don't know them, please let me pay."

"Your money isn't good here."

She lays a piece of apple pie that is in a container on the bar. "This is for the road. It's on the house from me. I hope to see you again one day. Something tells me it won't be anytime soon."

"Do you have any other predictions in your magic eight ball?"

She laughs a great belly laugh.

"Like I said, I hope to see you again one day."

I can't help the warm feeling that comes over me. I don't know these people. Alexis I can take money from. She gave me up. Even if she did come looking for me as soon as she could. Still, years of wounds and scars take a while to get over. These people I may never see again, but they're just nice. I wonder what that's like.

I smile and grab the pie. "Thank you."

She nods and I slide down the stool. As I turn to leave I see Juicy Fruit twins. A.J. is a little more sober now, and he still looks like he would be a douche. Jason gives a genuine smile and wave.

"Thank you." I say it loud enough for him to hear.

"No problem."

He smiles a shy smile and waves as I open the door leaving the nice, rich, warm people behind.

I wonder what it would be like to live here.