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To my own

Edward...


Forever Dawn

Chapter 1: Arrival

"Harry, Love, come on" Cedric said as he led me through corridor upon corridor of Hogwarts. It's been a while since we've seen each other, what with the tournament and all. I was just walking from the library, researching spell after spell to help me prepare for the final task, when an arm grabbed me and practically dragged me upstairs---and that is how I ended---being dragged by this handsome stranger---oh how sappy that sounds.

"Where the bloody hell are we going?" I asked. I really didn't care where we were going to be honest. I was just amusing him.

"Be quiet love, or Filch will catch us or something" he said.

"Why do I feel like you're up to no good?" Cedric just smirked and led me to the Room of Requirement.

"Now close your eyes" He said, and I did. He pushed me towards the door and when I opened my eyes, my breath caught. The room wasn't a room at all, but a forest garden, with the moon shining above us. I looked at Cedric, his eyes were looking at me, waiting for my reaction. When I didn't give any, he started blubbering, "Well…umm…I promised you that I'd take you to my house one day and we could lie in the forest garden and watch the moon, but the tournament was practically dragging us downhill, so I thought it was a good idea and I know it must be stupid and all but…I just wanted to----" whatever he wanted, I didn't let him finished it as I caught his lips----those perfect, luscious lips---in a deep passionate kiss, savoring the taste that I loved so much my heart ached. After that he looked at me for a moment and smiled. This angel of mine smiled.

"You like it?" Cedric asked

"Well," I started, "its okay I guess" he glared at me lovingly and I chuckled, then looked at him seriously, "I love it!" I said as he enveloped me into a tight hug as we lay on the grass. This is what I always wanted---love, safety, security. And he gave that to me, this is where I belonged.

"You know what Mr. Diggory, You make me very happy" I said as I wrapped my arms tightly around my existence, never wanting to let go.

***

I woke with a start, as I felt my heart rip once again. My magic insisted to be let out of my core and just explode like my emotions. I hardly registered the fact that I had tears in my eyes or the fact that the plane that I was aboard landed in my escape---Washington.

I left Great Britain, without my friends or anyone's knowledge, it was better this way I reckoned. I spent some of my money from Gringotts to purchase a house that I had found online, and manage my flight to Seattle. I had a bit of money to my name, being the heir to both the Potter and the Black vaults. I could practically say that I'm well off. However, if I wanted to escape, I needed to start anew. So instead, I exchanged some of my money, just in case of an emergency, and tucked the rest in my vault at Gringotts. Perhaps I could find a job of some sorts or something. All my other belongings---the magical ones---such as my Firebolt, the Marauder's map, even my wand, were tucked safely in my vault also. Magic is another thing I need to forget, I guess, as I start anew.

Dumbledore prepared me well for the war, you could say I was eager to learn in order to take revenge for…for my heart. So I learned everything. From defensive spells to Dark Magic, from Occlumency to wandless magic and apparition, I could do it all. By the time Dumbledore finished with me, I was twice as powerful as him.

Why am I leaving? That's simple, everything reminded me of him. And I don't know if I could take it anymore. How can you reason with yourself, when you saved an entire world with your magic, and yet the only one you want to save ended up dead? What would you do when you're reason for living was gone? Me? I'd run away. The pain was just too much…and I can't take anymore.

I was pulled out of my thoughts as the stewardess said that we'd finally arrived. I went out of the airport and entered the cab that was part of the travel package that would take me to the tiny, unpopular town of Forks, Washington. That is why I picked this place; it was unpopular, un-crowded, and uninteresting. I even arranged to go to a muggle school here, as part of my plan.

It didn't take long for me to arrive at the house, it was a two story house that sort of looked like a cabin, it was made mostly of concrete and wood but it has a nice, homey, feel to it. I also chose a place that was as far from anyone as possible---I do not want to form any attachments. I stepped inside and eyed the house, it was a rather small, but cozy enough for me. I looked around the house, and couldn't help but smile. For the first time, in a long time, I smiled. This is the first thing that I'd bought for myself---and as small as it is, it's mine.

I vaguely remember the time when Cedric and I thought of living together, Cedric was a dreamer---that is one of the qualities I loved about him.

***

We were lying on that same grass for over quite some time, staring at the moon, Cedric was holding me close while I rested my head on his chest. I sighed contentedly; this must be heaven I thought. I was pulled out of my thoughts by his voice, "Have I ever told you I love you?" He asked. He was concealing something or dreading something from the way his voice sounded and the way his eyes shifted uncomfortably away from mine.

"Yes?" I answered tentatively, something is making him anxious, I thought.

"So…Do you love me too?" Cedric asked.

"Well that depends" He glared, which made me laugh and then I looked back into his eyes and said, "You know I do" He smiled and placed a kiss on my lips.

"So what do you say about living with me?" Cedric asked. I was shocked for a moment. Cedric's eyes shifted again, hurt apparent on his face when I didn't reply.

"Not now of course. I was sort of planning to work after I graduate and earn enough to buy a house, of course we would start in a small house and all, and I know you'd probably want to live with Sirius once his name is cleared, I just thought that you know, you'd like to live with me after your Hogwarts years and---"

"You're babbling…again" I said amused. He glared at me and muttered, "I thought you loved me" he said with a pout.

I close my eyes as I said, "Yes"

"Yes you love me or yes you'll live with me?" He asked, hope creeping back into those gray eyes.

"Yes, I would love to live with you" I said as I straddled his hips, and leaned in for a kiss "and I love you. Very, very much"

***

I smiled sadly, fighting back the tears that were starting to form in my eyes. These are the moments where I thought of what if and what could have been, but I guess those would never happen. And whatever did? I didn't fucking care!

I willed myself out of negative thoughts as I eyed the house; I was standing in the living room, my small, cozy, living room. The walls were made of wood and stone, giving a comfortable cabin effect. There was a fireplace and beside it, a small amount of wood. I made a note to grab some wood later. The floor was covered with a beige color carpet and a small but comfy white sofa. And the good thing about it is that it's mine. I smiled inwardly as I gained some sort of gratification from that. I moved to the kitchen, there was at least some china and a small dining table, and a stove---at least I wouldn't have to buy anything---aside from the food, that is, which would probably have to wait until tomorrow when my car arrived. If I had to admit, I didn't know much about cars, I only knew how to drive because Ron taught me, back during our second year in their Flying Ford Anglia. I smiled as flashbacks of what occurred when Ron and I drove that same car into the Whomping Willow. We nearly got expelled back then.

I smiled sadly as I thought of my two "bestest" friends. Hermione, now Ron's wife, would probably kill me for leaving them, if she found out where I was hiding. Ron would just probably punch me hard on the shoulder if he found me. I smiled again, I loved them both---that's why I left them in the first place.

To be perfectly honest, I knew my two best friends knew what I really felt---what I've always felt since that bastard killed my reason. It took all of my will to smile every time they asked me about it, and to tell them I was fine and saw the look of pity into their eyes---and that I couldn't stand.

I open the window in my room, which was quite nice, and took a few calming breaths. My car would be arriving tomorrow, so perhaps, I could take a run in and buy some clothes and food. Everything I own were robes, so I guess tomorrow would be a better start to become a muggle.

***

Tomorrow came with a rush of wind, and before I knew it, I was on my way to the supermarket, buying tons of food---everything that I needed.

I am now in a mall buying some clothes and was deciding whether I should go for the black leather jacket, which seemed to be less comfortable in the cold weather or a thick brown one which is not as nice looking but enough to withstand the cold air. I was pulled out from my musings by a musical, wind chime voice---"The black one"

I raised my eyes and met a beautiful, little woman that reminded me of a pixie. A very beautiful one.

"It has a hemline inside filled with a synthetic material that is better at withstanding the cold weather than that thick one"

"Oh" I said that I didn't know.

"Alice come on!" a tall very good-looking man with a willowy blond hair, and a pained expression on his face, said. They both looked unearthly, both very beautiful, both had the same pallid face and both had butterscotch eyes, but it was oblivious that they were together from the affectionate stares.

I looked down, trying to hold down the pain of the thought that I would never have something like that.

"Thanks" I said to the pixie-like girl as she smiled and left with the blond man. Not hearing her voice as she spoke to the blond and said, "Oh, things are going to be interesting."

A/N: Damn! I wasn't about to write! But there's a thug within me, saying I can't just leave Harry and Edward hanging! Plus the reviews nailed my decisions to stone. I'm writing this, but the updates would be erratic. but damn! I can't let them hanging!

Anyway, please do review. (reviews are a major confidence boost!)

til then, you all know I love you.

CIRDEC