Off-Canon: Alice and Jasper aren't a couple in here. They still meet the same way as they did in the books but they are just friends.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot I made. Anything you notice that does not comply with canon rules (OC, settings) are probably mine.

Time Setting: After Half-Blood Prince and during Eclipse.

Summary: After Half-Blood Prince, the Golden Trio realize they need to destroy Horcruxes to finally kill Lord Voldemort. Easier said than done when one of the Horcruxes is with one Draco Malfoy an ocean away. Turmoil ensues in Britain as the Dark Lord begins his conquest and Harry Potter needs to find a way to America. Having fled Britain, Draco must now learn to live as an American Muggle in Forks, Washington. Here, he is taken in by a certain family. They seem normal except for the fact that they never seem to eat, drink, or sleep! As if that's not enough, one of them has developed an interest in Draco.

Pairs: Draco/Jasper, Alice/_, Edward/Bella, Jacob/_, Rosalie/Emmett, Carlisle/Esme, Harry/_, Ron/Hermione

AN: You guys have my permission to like stone me to death. I deserve it for disappearing :p

WARNING: Just a little release for our guys. They've been waiting for it and I know I was. Don't like guy on guy action? Why are you reading this foo'?

Surprise, Surprise, Surprise

Draco's POV

I flipped my phone open to see a new text message from Jacob. I accidentally pressed a button whose purpose I did not know and the notification disappeared from my screen and was replaced by a blurry image of the floor. I look at the phone closer to realize that the image moved as I moved the phone. Astounded, I spun the phone around and the image moved along. I narrowed my eyes at the image. How the bloody hell do I read my message when this thing won't let me? I flip the phone closed in annoyance and throw it on my bed.

I glance at the clock hanging on my wall. It was a few minutes until seven o'clock. Curse this damn thing. I adjusted my arm against my sling. Mother insisted that I let my right arm rest for a few days which meant wearing this offending piece of cloth that made getting ready the hardest thing to do. I could not even spell my hair dry properly. Combing my hair without magic was actually simpler. As I brushed my teeth, the phone on my bed began to ring rather annoyingly.

I'm w8ing outside. – Jacob

Sorry. You Muggles make the simplest tasks much more complicated than need be by adding useless contraptions. – Draco

I silence my phone and stuff in my pocket next to my wand. They both have to be on my left side now since my right arm is unusable.

I decided not to brew a strong love potion for Jacob so as to not do too much damage for anyone. I pick up the bottle of sparkling pink liquid on my dresser. It smelled as sweet as those treats from the Hogwarts Express did. Sliding my leather messenger bag onto my shoulder, I made my way out of the house greeting mother and father on the way.

Jacob was leaning on the hood of a rather odd looking car waiting for me. He looked up and smiled warmly. "Hey, Draco," he greeted. "Sorry about…" he chuckled as he pointed to my sling.

I shook my head laughing too. "So, what is that?" I pointed to the offending object that father would banish from his sight on the grounds of being unsightly.

"This," he said slapping the roof, "is my 1986 Rabbit. I thought we'd use this for a while." He gestured towards my bad arm. Jacob looked proud of his car and I gave him a questioning look.

I eyed the vehicle hoping parts of it would fall off deeming it too hazardous to be used but no such thing happened. Jacob was being thoughtful though so I guess it was alright to ride in it no matter how much I did not want to. With this resting arm, I couldn't hold on to him on his motorcycle anyway. I missed Alice's yellow Porsche.

The ride was filled with idle conversation and the occasional sneer about the Cullens. Jacob was fiddling with the radio trying to find something suitable to listen to. Mostly because I kept criticizing American contemporary music as being too repetitive and annoying.

"Oh, Jake," I said as we entered the student parking lot. I pulled out the sparkling pink liquid from my bag handing it to him.

"Sweet," Jacob said grinning as he shut off the car's engine. His smile could light up the entire world and he truly looked like a child who just received the world's best present. I had a vague idea of who he wanted to infatuate with it which is why I didn't make it particularly strong.

I grabbed his arm before he got up to leave the car. "Just don't do anything stupid with it," I warned.

"Yeah, yeah," Jacob dismissed waving my arm away, his grin still plastered on his face.

~O~

English class was insufferable. Everyone kept asking if I was injured at the movie incident two days ago. How these Muggles assumed I was even there was a mystery. I thought we fled the scene without being spotted by anyone. Not even the police have questioned me, Bella, Jacob, or the Cullens. These damn Muggles come to the most stupid conclusions. Glaring at them did not work as it used to so I had to resort to destroying what little self-confidence they had. Once they walked back to their seats battered and embarrassed, I could study in peace.

Amazingly, Jessica hasn't bothered me once since class started. Neither did she answer the questions about the incident legibly. Everyone simply assumed the terrorists knocked her out. If only they knew I saved her sorry arse. No other witnesses were found aside from her and Lauren. There were about a few dozen people considered missing and several bloody remains were found scattered throughout the theatre complex.

"Class," Mr. Callaway called to gather our attention. "We have a new student joining our school today. Please welcome Mr. erm…"

"Tristan," the boy next to him said. "Tristan Lexington."

The boy stood slightly on his side with his head downcast but he was a good six feet. He wore his hair long enough to cover parts of his eyes while the back was cropped short and spiked up. He wore a bright pink shirt with black splatters and very very tight trousers. Tighter than what I would not be caught dead wearing. He was rather fascinating to look at.

The boy took the vacant seat next to me allowing me to study him from the corner of my eye. His complexion was strikingly similar to that of the Cullens. His jet black hair and dark trousers stood in contrast from his alabaster skin. But he did not wash out from the pink of his shirt. I had to admit, he was eye-catching.

"Please pass up your weekend homework," Mr. Callaway requested snapping me out of my trance. I slapped myself mentally for actually staring.

I rummaged through my bag to pull out my binder with one hand. The damn sling kept getting in my way. I finally managed to get it out when I yanked it on my sling; contents that were once inside my binder decided to fall to the floor. Groaning, I made to get up from my desk.

"Hey, let me get those," Tristan insisted out of the blue. I gave him a questioning look as he gathered up my papers and placed them neatly on my desk as if they never left my binder.

"Thank you," I said curtly, looking down at him with narrowed eyes. "But I didn't ask you to help me."

In response, he showed me a smile that challenged the charm of Jasper's. His teeth were pearly white against his pale pink lips and I had the audacity to actually wonder what those would have felt like! "Don't mention it."

My eyes wandered to see the other features of his face: his flawless pale skin, strong jaw line, soft shades of purple underneath his eyes, and most notably, blood red eyes. I must have shown my surprise openly because he laughed lyrically as he sat back on his seat. My body felt hard and rigid as I was sitting next to a vampire. Who drank human blood.

I could have been overreacting. Just because someone had crimson eyes did not necessarily mean they were vampires. Muggle teenagers have been known to wear those contact lenses I've seen on the telly just to imitate absolutely ridiculous cartoon characters. I was kidding myself of course; his pale and flawless complexion was too impeccable. Those bruise-like shades under his eyes did not help his case either. Merlin, what is with this town and vampires?

The rest of English passed none too quickly. Tristan would sometimes give me sideways glances, showing me a smile I could not possibly ignore. I would not smile back, though. A passing glare would suffice. The bell rang letting the class leave and I noticed a few girls surround Tristan almost immediately. He left the classroom with an orbit full of possibly horny teenage girls touching him everywhere.

French class was uneventful as always. I don't understand why these Yanks bother to learn the language when all they do is leave it dead or kicking. Or dead and still being kicked. "Ça m'est égal," I sighed as I left the classroom when the period ended. That French instructor has a lot of work to do before these barbarians are ready to face the French world.

I rushed to US Government, eager to tell Edward of my discovery. This town does not need anymore vampires considering the ones that are sure to descend upon Bella will arrive in the near future.

"Edward," I whispered as I sat down on my original seat next to his. "Do you know of anyone named Tristan Lexington?"

He turned to me with a curious sheen in his eyes. "No," he stated. "But a few people have had him on their minds. Everyone refers to him as the new student whose aloofness and charm matches our own. Why do you ask?"

I shook my head. Of course they would compare them to the Cullens. "Because we have a new vampire in the school," I answered matter-of-factly. "This damn school has more surprises than Hogwarts!"

"What is Hogwarts?" Edward asked tilting his head to the side.

"It's this school I attended back in Britain," I started. "Basically, it's where I studied magic." I shook my head at the pointlessness of the question. Edward nodded, satisfied with my answer. "How come you are not concerned by this?" I asked pointedly.

Edward's brows furrowed. "Alice hadn't told us anything about a vampire enrolling as a student."

"His eyes were crimson red," I said reaffirming my claim. Edward simply sat back on his seat and nodded. "Where is Alice, by the way?"

Edward was deep in thought and ignored my question until I threw my pen at him. He caught it a few centimeters away from touching his face. "She left with Jasper to try to convince a friendly coven to fight with us."

I nodded turning my attention to our instructor who had begun teaching.

Bella, as always, struggled to keep up with our lessons in Calculus. And we were simply reviewing simple algebra! I assisted her in doing her homework having finished mine already even with my left arm. I could barely restrain myself from hexing her stupid head off of her body. I would have done so if it weren't for this bloody arm.

"Wait, so… 4π – π = 4!" she exclaimed excitedly. A few people around us snickered and I groaned and slumped on my desk as she happily scribbled it on her paper.

"Bella," I called not lifting up my head to face her. "It's wrong. Treat pi as a variable." I heard her joy die down and I knew I had done my job.

"But –"

The bell rang releasing me from the torture that is teaching Bella Swan basic arithmetic. How that girl managed to pass her previous math classes I do not know. I did not wait for her to finish packing her things before I practically flew out of the room heading for our table at the cafeteria.

~O~

I was looking straight at Tristan who was alone at a table on the far side from us expecting to see if he would eat his food. He'd been playing with his apple sauce. Or mashed potatoes… One can never know from the slop this school passes off as nourishment. I pull out a banana, a tin of caviar, and a few slices of spell-toasted bread from my bag having decided long ago that it would be in my best interest to not consume school food.

A less than surreptitious hand tried to make its way towards the caviar. I slap it away glaring at its owner. "Come on!" Jacob whined. "I've always wanted to taste caviar!" Jacob had taken to sitting with me at the Cullen's table so he could speak with Bella. He would let out the occasional growl about the Cullens but I know he was trying to be civil. As civil as a werewolf can get with a coven of vampires.

I rolled my eyes laughing lightly. "Fine." I spread some on a piece of bread and hand it to Jacob. "Don't blame me if you don't like it," I said taking a bite.

Jacob pursed his lips as he tried to sap every flavor of the spread as he devoured the entire slice in one bite. He was so cute in a puppy kind of way. I can't believe he thinks he needs a love potion. I turned my head over to Tristan who was peering out the window next to his table.

"Who are you staring at?" Jacob asked through a mouthful of bread.

I shook my head at him. "Malfoys do not stare, Jake," I clarified. "I was simply glancing over at his direction."

Jacob narrowed his eyes at Tristan and a low growl escaped his lips. "I knew something was off. I smelled a leech and thought it was just you Cullens but that," he said pointing towards Tristan, "smells worse." His voice was low and threatening as if he would phase at any moment.

"I noticed that too," Edward agreed. "That he smelled like one of us, not worse."

"Maybe Alice didn't tell about him because he's not a threat?" Bella suggested as she turned her head to look at Tristan.

"Are you kidding?" Jacob asked incredulously. "We don't need anymore bloodsuckers in this town!"

Bella tried to shush him. "Okay, jeez. You don't have to remind me about that." Jacob moved closer and whispered an apology to Bella and held her arm.

"Regardless, we must keep an eye on him," Edward added. "Draco should be able to do that since none of us share any classes with him." He turned to look at me to see if I would object. Everyone else followed suit.

"Hmm," I mumbled as I observed Tristan again. He put a spoonful of applesauce in his mouth but the disgust was apparent in his face. "Alright."

"If the leech gives you a hard time, just call me," Jacob reassured as he slapped my back forgetting just how strong he truly was. I choked on the banana I was eating and Jacob roared with laughter. "What's the matter, Draco? Having trouble swallowing?" he joked. Bella giggled as well.

I glared at both of them. "The moment I can use my wand again –"

"Haha, chill dude," Jacob said raising his hands in surrender. I swiped the slice he was about to eat as punishment. He pouted. Apparently he liked the taste of caviar.

"Edward?" Bella called as she stopped giggling. "What are you doing?" We looked to see Edward staring at his fork a little too intently.

"That boy," Edward said nodding his head in Tristan's direction. "He moved here from Vancouver a few days ago."

"How do you know, leech?" Jacob asked. I shook my head and Bella swatted his arm. She regretted it a few seconds later as she cradled her hand against her chest.

"You'd best be careful or you will end up in this," I said raising my sling. Bella gave a mortified look and scooted a few inches away from Jacob.

"Because, Jacob," Edward replied emphasizing Jacob's name to establish that he were too mature for name calling. "The teachers have him on their thoughts."

"Is he part of a coven?" I asked.

"It's your job to find out," Edward mused.

"Can you read its mind?" Jacob asked. He narrowed his eyes at Tristan as if he was trying to read his mind.

"His thoughts are idle," Edward observed. "Except," he said abruptly. "He's taken interest in a few female students." His tone was low but not grim.

Bella's eyes widened. "He doesn't want to kill them does he?" she almost shouted. I smacked her head and shushed her. "Ow! Draco!" It may have been just us at the table but that doesn't mean it was appropriate for everyone to think we were mad.

"I can't tell," Edward answered.

"Perhaps, Carlisle can convince him to convert to your eating habits," I suggested. Everyone nodded except Jacob.

"Otherwise, we're going to have to kill it," Jacob muttered darkly.

~O~

BEEP!

BEEP!

Bloody alarm clock. I tried to hit the snooze button, flailing my hand across my bed. After yesterday's discoveries, I wanted to just stay at home and brew a few potions for relaxation. I knew mother and father would have allowed me to do so. After receiving my progress report yesterday, they were not surprised that I received high marks. These were just simple courses compared to Hogwarts' curriculum.

BEEP!

BEEP!

Groaning, I slam down on the spot where the alarm clock was supposed to be but felt something more solid and cold. I jump in my bed and attempt to untangle myself from my sheets. How I got wrapped around everywhere by these traitorous satin fabrics is a mystery. As I release my head from my blanket's death grip, cold hands pulled me up and firm lips crashed onto mine before I could see what was happening.

I saw Jasper's clear ocher eyes close slowly and I moan in pleasure as his tongue swept over my lips. My eyes droop close as I open my mouth letting our tongues meet in a gentle tug for dominance. I wrap my arm around his neck and pull myself closer, deepening the kiss. Jasper tasted like the most enchanting substance in the world. The way his tongue massaged my eager one left me wanting more and he was happy to oblige.

The sheets fall to my hips as Jasper pulled me into an upright position onto his lap.

"You git, I've missed you," I hummed into the kiss. I ran my hand across his honey wheat locks grabbing a handful. I loved the way his hair felt soft and smooth. Even my conditioner couldn't bless my hair like that.

Jasper gently pushed me back on my bed straddling me. His hands roamed across my bare torso sliding across my chest and down to my lean stomach. His hands came across my bad arm and I flinched reflexively. "What happened to your arm, Draco?" he asked concernedly, caressing the sore muscles. The touch of his cold hand left the skin tingling.

"Not important," I growled as I rubbed my ever tightening pajamas against his groin. The friction caused waves of pleasure to erupt in the part of my brain that was connected to my cock. The hiss I received in response made it much more gratifying. I grab the back his head and plunge him back into a heated kiss. "I don't think I'll ever tire from these lips," I panted as I breathed in air. Jasper's gentle scent wafted1 into my senses and I inhaled the intoxicating aroma.

"Draco," he slurred. I grinned as I felt his member begin to harden from the contact.

I let go of his head and held his hard cock through his trousers. "Mmm, I can help you with that," I purred. I had unbuckled the offending belt with one hand when he jumped from my grasp to the opposite side of my room. "Oh, for the love of!" I groaned as I dropped back on my bed. Damn these overprotective vampires.

"I can't, Draco," Jasper apologized as he sat back on the bed stroking my chest. "I need to control myself around you." He gave me a sad smile that annoyed me even more and I can tell he knew that. "But you make it so difficult."

I rolled my eyes. "How long are you going to keep doing this to me?" I asked pointedly. "I don't like being left unsatisfied." I nodded to the tent my rock hard cock had pitched under my blanket. He did not respond. "Fine," I huffed closing my grip on my member and began to pleasure myself right there. Someone had to do it!

A moan escaped my lips as I closed my eyes imagining Jasper's hand on my aching cock instead of mine. I could feel his hungry gaze on me and I smirked. "Fuck," I moaned as I sped up my strokes and gripped myself with more pressure. The sweet agony building inside my body was begging to be released. "Oh, Jasper," I panted as I imagined his hands on me instead of mine.

I was about to take in a breath when ice cold lips enveloped my mouth and gentle frozen hands roamed their way down across my body. I grinned. "Took you long enough." I heard a growl in response as Jasper lifted himself to lie on top of me. I tugged at his trousers as he pulled off his shirt over his head and discarded it over the bed. I moved my bad arm to the side he wouldn't crush it as his chilled skin came into full contact with mine. The exotic feel of his skin gave me goose bumps.

I succeeded in opening his trousers and claimed my prize; Jasper's stiff manhood in my hand was enough to make me come. It stood from golden wheat curls and I wondered how it would taste. Before I could let myself linger on those thoughts, ice cold hands gripped my aching member and my breathing hitched. The contrast of body temperatures made the experience much more pleasurable. He grasped both our cocks and began to move his fist up and down our shafts. Slowly at first, but he increased momentum. I thrust into his hand in tandem to his movements.

He pulled us upright on my bed and I used my hand to hold on to him, our cocks still together in his skillful hand. I breathed against his neck as he did against mine, both us reveling in the moment we were sharing.

"Draco," he growled as he locked his hungry mouth with mine lingering on my bottom lip.

"Yes," I panted before Jasper's tongue attacked my mouth eagerly. "Fuck, Jasper." I threw my head back, my bangs clinging to my forehead which was slightly wet with sweat.

Jasper's teeth lightly grazed my neck and my mind went blank. My eyes rolled back as I let go of all bodily control. My hot seed shot from my cock across our stomachs and coated his own member. He increased his speed as he pumped me dry and I could feel him coming. His come shot out across my chest leaving a cold feeling against my hot skin.

I laid back, my head feeling light with ecstasy. My breathing came to a slow rhythm as Jasper propped himself on his elbow beside. I turned to face him a silly grin on my face but an odd expression on his. One wouldn't expect someone who'd just experienced something as mind blowing as that have that expression on their face. My grin was immediately wiped off.

"What's wrong?" I asked slightly annoyed that he could not just enjoy what had just happened. The mood was officially ruined.

He stared directly into my eyes and his golden amber spheres were cloudy and dark. "I could have killed you."

I sighed. "But you didn't." I moved closer so he could close his arms around. "And that was bloody fantastic. Don't you agree?" I chuckled as he nodded. "If you can control yourself through all of that, then I don't understand why you still doubt yourself."

"You do not understand," Jasper tried to reason. "If even –"

"But I understand very well," I countered. "And I still do not doubt that you will keep your promise." I held my hand on my heart and kissed him tenderly. "I don't want to go to school today," I sighed.

Jasper gave me a grin that looked like I had just given him something he had always wanted. "Well, it's your lucky day. Do you know how to play baseball?"

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