Ok, first of all, both of us (yes, Flame AND Cherry are two different people) are honored that somebody will bother to read this. This is our first fanfic together and feedback is appreciated.

PS. Please stop by our profile to actually understand the two different humans. Thank you -bows-

Disclaimer for Flame : Tell me, is JK Rowling really a 13 year old girl with unruly jet black hair, a height of 5'4 and dark brown eyes??

Disclaimer for Cherry : Reminder!! Stephanie Meyer is not below 5 feet tall and does not have straight black hair. But I still own Edward Cullen though. Just kidding…

Prologue

Two boys were bent over a piece of parchment in a deserted corridor, speaking in hushed tones. After some time, the tallest' of the two straightened up and beamed in triumph.

"I'm telling you Moony, this plan is fool proof," he grinned cockily, brushing his long black bangs away from his playful grey eyes. He gestured wordlessly to the red and gold bag on the floor not far away from them.

Remus, the sandy brown haired boy scrunched up his eyebrows, looking troubled, "Are you sure it will work properly? No offence, but potions were never your thing. Remember the time Professor Slughorn singed his left eye brow when he tried to check your potion? And the time you sent Aleana Corner that 'suppose to be love potion' which ended up making her sing pop-goes-the-weasel for the whole day?"

Sirius pouted his lower lip in mock hurt, "Moony, you know how much it hurts when you bring up the past?" he clutched his hand over his heart for effect.

"Ermm, Padfoot, you do know that your heart is on the other side right?" Remus a.k.a. Moony cocked his eye brow.

Sirius shrugged it off and instead reviewed back the plan, "Okay, so when Snivellous comes round the corner, he's sure to pick that bag up. You know how that greasy git can't keep his oversized nose out of peoples' business," Sirius's eyes glinted with mischief.

"Can you imagine his face when he realizes he's only in his boxers?" Sirius smirk, if possible, grew wider.

Remus frowned and finally spoke, "Have you tested it yet?"

Sirius gave a mischievous smile and looked at Remus up and down, "Why don't you try it first? We'll be under the invisibility cloak after all," faking a thoughtful look, Sirius pushed the daze Remus towards the bag.

Recovering quickly, Remus stumbled back and grabbed a handful of Sirius's robes.

"Oh no, I'm not falling for that again."

"Com'on Moooooonnyyyyy," Sirius whined in an annoyingly high tone. "Without Wormy here to test it, since he so inconveniently in detention right now, the marauders' plans are a not guaranteed success."

"You mean a failure?" Remus asked.

"Moony, Moony, Moony," Sirius said, shaking his head. "You could be so hydrant at times."

Remus stared blankly at his friend, "You do know what hydrant means right?"

Sirius stopped shaking his head and shrugged, "Not really, it just sounded cool, don't you think? Hydrant, hydrant, hydrant…." he started mumbling.

Remus slammed his palm onto his face in desperation, "Why me?" he groaned.

"Well, I guess it is you then," Sirius stated simply.

Whoosh!!

Sirius shot forward towards the unsuspecting Remus and knocked him off his feet, hurtling towards the bag.

Unfortunately, that was when a certain black haired, bespectacled boy chose to make an entrance; skipping and screaming in a very un-James-ish manner.

"Guys! Guess what?? Lily finally agreed to go out…" the hazel-eyed Quidditch player was caught of guard by Remus who was still flying through the air crashing straight into him, making both boys fall in a heap on the ground.

Right on the bag.

Sirius, who was still staring at the unusual turn of events, out of impulse, grabbed hold of Remus' feet to yanked him off James.

That was when everything went wrong.

A blinding flash of green light suddenly lit up the entire corridor and James, who was holding on to the bag, felt himself being jerked forcefully off the ground along with a choking sensation as if an invisible hand had clamped itself around his chest and throat and was pulling him away, dragging Sirius and Remus along with him.

As the light faded, all that was left was a deserted, dusty corridor with no sign of the three seventeen-year-old boys.

****

An unknown force seems to be pulling the boys' through a seemingly endless stretch of black space. They were thrown about and flapped around like rag dolls. They were plunging deeper into the pitch darkness as a searing pain started in their chests'. It felt as if they were on fire. It was impossible to tell actually which way is up and they weren't even sure whether they were traveling backwards or forwards.

As the pain seared with more force, all that could be seen was a glittery strawberry pattern that shone through the darkness.

****

In another dimension, way back at Forks, Washington, the little rainy town, nestled a small house. If you look past all the trees covering the house, you'll find a drawn curtain at a window, top left. A girl with wild mahogany locks spread across her pillow, her blanket twisted around her, her tortured-looking face were covered with glistening beads of sweat. Her jaws were clenched and her hands were balled into tight fists. "AAARGH!!!" a piercing scream, thickly coated with agony and fear escaped from her lips. As if been shocked by electric current, she shot up in a sitting position, breathing heavily. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing a pair of torn, empty brown eyes, like something large was missing from it, tearing her soul apart. She shook her head and got off the bed.

* * * * *

I leaned against my red Chevy. I sighed. Ever since… he left, I was barely a human. No one in school seemed to bother waking me up anymore. Even Mike seemed to give up. Everything I did was zombie-like. I barely recall any movement or any conversation I had since he left.

When he left, it was as if a huge part of my heart was taken away with him, while the other part was left with a ghost. A ghost that was always ready to rip the hole in my heart wider whenever anyone mentions his name or anything familiar about him. Since the time he left, I had reluctantly sealed my heart away… Right now, I'm merely a walking, breathing relic of what used to be Isabella Marie Swan, walking on this Earth.

I sensed something odd today. It felt like a miracle was going to happen. I lifted my head and stared at the unusual grey clouds. They look different today. They didn't show any sign that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening. I snapped out of my thoughts, what was I thinking?

I looked around. Nobody was paying attention at the odd clouds. I continue staring at the sky, ignoring the light drizzle. Darker clouds rolled in, closing the few soft rays of sunlight mercilessly.

So fast that I might have missed it if I blinked, I saw three figures falling from the dark blankets of cloud. I was sure of what I saw. In addition, I was perfectly sane. They got nearer and nearer to Forks High. With a muted thud that was barely even loud enough for the strained ears of mine, I witnessed the three figures from the unusual darksky on the roof of Forks High.

End prologue

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Flame