A/N: Hello! This is my first crossover fic so I'm kind of nervous especially because I'm mixing Harry Potter (which I love) and Twilight (which I love... Not so much). I really dislike Twilight but because of a friend I've developped a wierd obsession for Hermione/Jacob fic's and I find there's a lack of them, so I've decided to write one!
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Tell me if it's a go, no go!
"C'mon Hermione, I know you still have a bit of strength in you. Help me out a bit here, you're heavier than you look."
Hermione's head rolled onto his shoulder and she whimpered as she tried to raise her head. "I can't, I'm sorry."
He chuckled in response. "Blimey Hermione, I don't think you've ever been like this before."
"I can carry her for a bit if you want, Harry." Ronald offered, coming to a stop beside his friend.
Harry gratefully handed over the slim brunette to his best friend. "She's all yours mate." Harry teased, slapping his friend on the shoulder.
He was covered in dry blood, bruises and cuts, his leg hurt and he was exhausted from the war he had just fought but all in all, he felt great. In fact he had never felt better. He was free at last.
"This'll be an adventure won't it?" Ginny exclaimed, skipping forward and intertwining her fingers through her boyfriends. "Starting anew. Getting away from all the fame, all the heartbreak and destruction."
"It was a pretty brilliant idea. Hard to believe Ron came up with it, eh?" Harry joked, grinning at his best friend who was starting to struggle under the weight of his closest friend.
"Haha Harry, haha!" He laughed sarcastically and paused to adjust the girl in his arms. "Reckon we'll get there soon? I'm not at my full strength."
"None of us are, Ron." Ginny replied. "Hermione least of all. She's exhausted and who can blame her, not to mention all the blood she lost." She let go of her lovers hand before strolling over to her friend and sighed as she looked down at her. "I hope she'll be okay, I hope she'll get better."
"She'll be fine. We'll stay here for as long as it takes for all of us to heal. None of us wants to be in the spotlight right now and we all know that would happen should we go back to England any time soon." Harry murmured distractedly as he waved his hand wandlessly and silently casting a 'point me' spell. "This way, we're almost there."
Finally they reached the end of the forest and found themselves on a small road. They could see houses spread out evenly across the road, at least fifty feet between each house. Harry nodded, happy to see they would have a decent amount of privacy.
"This is it." He stated, opening his arms wide.
Ginny giggled and raced forward, spinning in a circle in the middle of the road, the light from the lamp posts illuminating her face with a yellowish orange color. "It's adorable Harry! I'm not sure I'll ever want to leave!"
"I suppose it has it's charm." Ron grunted. "Now show me a bed or I'll drop 'Mione right here, right now."
"Second floor, you know how to get in." Harry responded, throwing an arm around the redheaded girl and admiring the view of their new home with her.
"Damn right." Ron muttered kicking open the door after unlocking the door with the simple spell.
"Do you think we might move in here permenantly, Harry? You know, never leave America? Do you think it's possible?" Ginny questioned her boyfriend in a gentle voice.
"I'll do anything you want Ginny. Anything." He said again in a whisper, holding her chin in his hand and kissing her carefully.
They finally walked into the house unaware of the pair of wolves that had been following them and listening to their every word. The wolves had smelled their presence almost as soon as they had entered their land and had quickly started following them, curious. Once they were all in the house the two wolves turned back into the forest and headed home, eager to share the news of the arrival of four british strangers.
"Well look who's back!" Called a tan boy named Jared.
"Shut it, Jared." The taller and stronger boy muttered, shoving past him and entering the small house. "Where's Sam, Em?" He demanded.
She briefly glanced up from her cooking and smiled. "Hello to you too Jake. He's in the garden with the rest of the pack."
He nodded in thanks before striding purposfully into the garden, followed by Jared and Seth who had been out front.
"Sam." He called, attracting the attention of the whole group in the yard.
All smiled at him, happy he was back. "Jacob, you're back early, I presume your trip to the South went well?"
"Of course," he paused unsure if he should mention anything in front of the others. He decided that even if he chose to keep it to himself for now, as soon as he and another one of the pack phased the news would spread like wildfire from one wolf to another. Besides, chances were they all already knew. "I suppose you know why I'm back so soon?" He said.
Sam nodded, rubbing his temple. "You heard about the invitations to the wedding."
"I presume she sent me one?" Jacob said, going to sit on a large wooden table decorated with native indian designs.
"Of course, your father Billy is keeping it for you. We know what this invitation means, but we shall deal with that when the time comes." Sam told him. Jake clenched his fists.
"There is something else that needs to be discussed." Sam said, hoping to change the subject. The Beta nodded, telling his friends to continue the meeting.
"The people who passed through our barrier the other day." Sam stated.
"We've been watching them since they got here like you wanted us to." Seth piped up.
"And?" Sam urged.
"They're just a bunch of ordinary humans." Jared stated.
Jacob frowned. "Why have you been watching humans?" He questioned, confused.
"Because we first realized they were here when we smelt them in the forest."
"So they went on a walk?" Jake said, raising his eyebrows as if asking 'what's the big deal?'.
Sam shook his head again. "It's not just that. They arrived in the forest in the middle of the night."
Jake aquiested. "Alright that is a bit odd." He agreed.
"Why would people decide to move into town through the woods? It's not logical." Sam stated.
"Sure, but some humans aren't logical." Jacob said.
"Yeah sometimes people are just wierd, I mean look at Bella." Leah spoke.
"This coming from the only shape shifting girl." Quil teased.
Sam smiled. "I suppose you're right. I guess if the boys haven't seen anything out of the ordinary about them we shouldn't waste any more energy on them. We're going back to our original patrol schedual boys."
Jared and Embry whooped in joy, much prefering their normal patrol times while Paul scowled at the pair.
"Harry, do you know where my healing paste went?" Hermione called from the bathroom.
"I think we used it all up the other night on our scars from the battle." He shouted back.
Hermione sighed, shutting the cupboard mirror door. "I guess I'll just have to go to England to get some."
"Did you just say you were going to London?" Ron asked, peeking into the bathroom.
She nodded. "I need more paste for my arm." She explained, raising her left arm covered in gauze.
"Could you get me the newest book on Quidditch please?" He pleaded, giving her a puppy dog look.
"Of course Ronald." Hermione responded.
"Thanks a bunch 'Mione! Hey!" Ron protested when Ginny pushed him out of the way so that she could enter the bathroom.
She started rearranging her bright red hair and glanced briefly at her friend. "I hope your arm heals quickly." She said quietly.
"It will, I ordered a paste from Mrs. Pomfrey. She said that because of the poison and spells Bellatrix used I'd always have the scar, but she could make it heal faster."
"Does it hurt?"
"Some moments more than others, but I'll survive. Do you need anything from Diagon Alley while I'm there?" She asked.
"Oh, just a copy of Witch weekly and a copy of the Daily Prophet for Harry. Despite Harry wanting to get away from everything, I know he still wants to know whats going on over there."
Hermione nodded. "I think it's necessary to not completely estrange ourselves from London while we're here especially if we plan on going back one day. Anyway I'll be off."
"Safe trip!" Ginny exclaimed.
Hermione waved before disappearing from sight with a pop.
An hour and a half later Hermione was done with her errands, had her paste and was more than ready to go home. So she hurried to an apparating spot and pictured her home in Forks. She popped into sight in the middle of the forest, near a clearing and giggled.
"Oups, looks like I'll have to practice my aim." She said to herself.
Since Forks was close to empty with magical beings, bar the wolves and vampires she had yet to discover, there was no designated aparating spot, making the space travel harder than usual. She would have to practise a few more times before she succeeded in landing where she wanted. Long distance apparating was a very complicated piece of magic and demanded the upmost concentration. She started thinking back to her apparating classes in Hogwarts, the instructor had said to never forget the three Ds, but Hermione could not recall the last one.
"What is the last one?" She asked herself, still on her landing spot. "D something... The three Ds: Destination, Determination and- and- and DELIBERATION!" She proclaimed loudly, grinning happily at having remembered.
Suddenly a twig snapped behind her as a large animal came towards her. She jumped around and froze when she saw the gigantic wolf near her, hidden behind a tree. When it saw her looking at him he stepped back, staring right at Hermione. Hermione was at a loss of what to do. Would it attack her? It was much bigger than the average wolf and would certainly rip her to shreds if she didn't prepare her wand.
She opened her mouth to cast a spell but her words caught in her throat when she looked into the coal black wolf's eyes. His gaze was much too aware, much too human. Her eyes widened in realization. This wasn't a wolf at all but a shape shifter.
"Oh my God..." She breathed.
She knew he wouldn't attack her and closed her eyes in frustration. She couldn't believe it! When she opened them again the wolf was bounding away as fast as his legs could carry him. Once she was sure he was far away enough from her she ran all the way to her house.
"HARRY!" She yelled.
All three of her house mates raced into the room.
"What is it?!" They demanded, concerned.
"There are shape shifters here! We chose to come here because it had no sign of magical activity only to find that there are shape shifters!" She exclaimed, speaking far faster than usual.
"Shape shifters? I've never actually met any of their kind." Harry observed.
"Of course you haven't." She scoffed at his lack of knowledge. "Shape shifters don't mingle with magical folk nor do they talk about wizards. They wish to keep their world centered around themselves. They stay with their own. It's been so long since wizards and shape shifters have shared a history that we've started to believe them extinct or legends. But I studied some their charactiristics in a library book at Hogwarts and I could recognize one anywhere, I did recognize one."
"Did he recognize you as well?" Ginny wondered.
"No, shape shifters don't think we- wizards and witches- exist, we're just legends, stories to tell around the fire."
Harry frowned. "I remember reading about them in a mythology book. They shift into a creature that best suits their need for protection. What form was he?" He questioned.
"He was a wolf, a huge black wolf. He was at least a foot taller than me from what I could tell." She said. "Which means, if I'm not mistaken, they are protecting themselves from either wild animals, such as bears or mountain lions or-" She paused.
"Or what?" Ron pushed.
"Or vampires." She finished.
Ron gulped. "Does that mean there are vampires around?"
Harry nodded. "Yes, shape shifters only exist in groups and it would be useless to have a group created as protection from simple wild animals."
"Especially with all the modern day muggle technology, it would be ludicrious. So the only way to explain a wolf pack in this area is with vampires." Hermione replied.
"We should probably take a few precausions from the vampires and the pack."
Hermione looked outraged. "I'll keep my wand on me at all times in case I come across a vampire but I will not stay away from the pack. This is a fascinating situation Harry! I could learn so much, add to the books. I won't tell them what I am but, if I could speak with a few of them, the Alpha perhaps, it would be so educating."
"The only way they'll tell you anything is if you're one of them, which you're not."
"She could just tell them she knows what they are." Ron offered.
Hermione shook her head. "No that won't work, how would I explain knowing it?" She said, resigned.
"I don't think there's any easy way of you studying them 'Mione." Harry said.
"You all seem to be forgetting a simple solution, one where 'Mione would be able to learn more about the dogs-"
"Wolves, Ginny, not dogs, that's demeaning." Hermione interrupted.
"-without telling them she knows what they are nor revealing her identity." Ginny continued as if Hermione hadn't spoken.
"How?" Harry asked.
"By getting to know the members of the pack." She shrugged as if it was obvious, which it was. "In their human form. Strike up a friendship with one, get to know the others through him and then none of them will ask questions about you hanging around them alot."
Harry grinned, catching on. "Even if they don't tell you what they are, you would still learn a lot just by observing them up close. Since you already know about them, you'll be able to figure out tons of stuff, just by being around them."
"Oh that's perfect, that's all I need really. This is amazing." Hermione proclaimed. "I just want to learn a little more."
"You always do 'Mione. Just be careful around them please, don't let them know what you are unless you don't have any other choice. And contact me immediately if something goes wrong."
Hermione smiled and agreed, her mind already thinking of how fascinating her stay here was going to be. "Do you think I could meet the vampires?" She wondered.
"DON'T even think of it Hermione!" Harry and Ron yelled. "We just got out of a war, literally three days ago, we don't want to have to be worrying about your safety!"
Hermione raised her hands in surrender. "Alright, alright, calm down." She started walking up to her bedroom. "It was just a thought." She muttered.
A/N: So... Tell me everything? Should I continue? Should I delete it? Please don't be mean. ;-)
