Disclaimer: Don't make me say it again! Oh, the agony! Alas, I shall never own Twilight or Harry Potter. But Edward is still my husband...even if only in my dreams...

A/N: Okay, I thought about it, and I think I left a few details out last time. First of all, Felicia is Sirius' and Lily's daughter. Sirius switched roles with James Potter, so James is Felicia's godfather, but he died right after she was born. Felicia was born on July 31, 1980 like Harry and her middle name is Catherine, because I like the name. Also, I kind of didn't mention that Felicia's a vamp, a vegetarian of course. I'll explain that later, or Felicia will. All of the events of the Harry Potter novels have happened, but the story begins in 2005, when Twilight begins. There is a seven year gap. You'll see, hopefully. Oh, and this is all from Felicia's POV.

If anyone has a question, PM me or review and I'll explain to the best of my abilities. Sorry for the long note, on with the story...

Chapter One: A New Life

Felicia POV

Oh, I wish I don't have to hunt so much. I only have to do it out of necessity. I feel no joy in killing animals: as a witch, I have a special connection with them. In my human life, I was an Animagus; my father taught me how to transform when I was fifteen, before he was murdered. I could turn into a lioness at will with ease then, and now I can assume any animal form with my "enhanced abilities". More like, now that I'm a vampire, I can become the large animals that I am forced to attack so as to spare the unsuspecting Muggle humans. I of course am not going to hunt humans after all of my efforts to spare the Wizarding world from the most evil man alive, Lord Voldemort. It sort of defeats the purpose, don't you think? I don't want to kill people; I tend to form guilt complexes from it. I couldn't bear to have an innocent's blood on my hands.

So I have been struggling with the thirst and agony of a vampire's life for seven years now and have yet to kill anyone due to self-imposed isolation. My new "life" all began after I killed Voldemort. I had just been back to my father's (now mine) house at Number 12 Grimmauld Place in London and emptied all of my memories into my Pensieve (a bowl-like device that holds the owner's memories to be viewed at their pleasure) and was going for a stroll in the park. I was not worried about muggers or rapists. I learned self-defense when I lived with my Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and cousin Dudley for sixteen years. Six of those years were just during the summer in between terms at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry where I learned how to be a witch. While with my family during the summers, I learned to hit back when my cousin Dudley swung at me. I couldn't use my magic out of school; in fact, I had to endure a trial just for defending myself and Dudley against a pair of dementors. Anyway, after all that I had faced at Hogwarts and at home, I could handle any human man on Earth. What I couldn't handle was a vampire.

I was not prepared for what happened when I took that fateful walk a few weeks before my eighteenth birthday. As I said, I wasn't worried; I was overconfident. I was walking briskly along when I suddenly felt a cool breeze behind me (it was dark and getting chilly, even for summer) and before I could turn around, I smelled something sweet (which I now know was chloroform) and was unconscious within a few seconds. I awoke in a velvet-soft bed in a circular tower. Someone must have known that I awoke, because a brunette child-sized woman came into my room.

"Hello. It's nice to see that you're awake, Felicia. Welcome to Volterra. My name is Jane."

I knew instantly who she was. I had read of her in my Defense Against the Dark Arts books. She was a guard for the Volturi, the most wretched group of vampires I had heard of. I had always thought of the Volturi as vampire Voldemorts. Now I was stuck in their castle in Volterra, Italy. Lord help me.

Jane must have seen my look of horror, because she grinned and said, " I see that you also know where you are and who I am. I'm sure your little textbooks have taught you something useful. Well, I'll tell Aro and the others that you're up. I'll return for you when they are ready to see you."

I had no idea how they knew who and what I was, but I was sure they didn't want to congratulate me on my victory over Voldemort. I sat on the bed and tried to figure my way out. I was still a little groggy, and I before I could figure out an escape plan, Jane was back.

"They are ready now, Miss Black. Follow me."

We walked silently down several halls until we came to a wooden door. Jane knocked and a papery voice said, "Enter."

I entered a room similarly shaped to mine. There were three throne-like chairs flush with the walls. Each held an ancient-looking vampire, two of them with black hair, one with white hair and a sour expression. The two black-haired vampires were Aro and Marcus, the white one to be Caius. All leaders of the biggest coven of vampires in the world, and the last ones I wanted to see now.

Aro stood, and with his bodyguards following, walked up to me, smiled, and said, " I'm so pleased to meet you in the flesh, Felicia. I have heard of your daring exploits and defeat of Lord Voldemort. Jane informed me that you know where you are. Do you know why you are here?"

I shook my head. "I have no clue why you would want me here, Aro. What use is a mortal witch to an immortal vampire?"

"Well, my dear, I'm glad you asked. We would like to invite you to join our coven and become one of us. We think that you have great potential and would be a wonderful addition to our "family", so to speak. You are incredibly intelligent, brave, clever, mature for your age, and a very talented witch, not to mention you have no family and few friends still alive to miss you and you're an Animagus. We feel that we can make use of your talents and help you develop your potential abilities into something marvelous, and we can indeed be supreme rulers of our race. You can help us keep order and control renegades with more efficiency and ease."

"What if I refuse your offer to be a part of this, Aro?"

"My dear, you don't have a choice. I thought I would explain first, for politeness' sake. Take her to the Changing Room!"

I was dragged by Jane into a room a floor below and bolted to a chair. Jane pulled out a syringe and said, " This is full of vampire venom. It's so that you won't be killed if you bleed accidentally if you were bitten."

Jane jabbed the needle into my arm and pumped all of the venom into it. I gritted my teeth against the pain. I would not give the evil woman a chance to laugh at my agony. Jane pumped so much venom into me that the pain did not last long. The transformation took less than two days. I never screamed or moaned. My pride wouldn't allow it. When I finally awoke, I found Jane smiling in triumph. I immediately transfigured her into a piece of crap. Literally. What was odd, though, was that I didn't have a wand. It disappeared while I was knocked out. I did magic without a wand! That must have been what Aro meant when he said "potential abilities".

I felt a fire in my throat and knew I had to leave and hunt before I met a human. I was about to Apparate when Aro burst in, cried,"Stop!", and tried to lunge for me. I, of course, easily broke his shale-like grip, being a newborn, and Apparated back to my house and summoned my house-elf, Kreacher. I explained what happened, and he brought me a deer to drink from. I quickly snapped its poor neck and drank deeply. The blood soothed my fiery throat only somewhat, but I could cope with the pain. I had been possessed for pete's sake; I could deal with thirst.

After finishing my meal, I walked upstairs to bathe. When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't believe what I saw. I had never thought myself ugly, but I was beautiful now. My shoulder-length deep-black hair shone like never before. My heart-shaped face was icy pale, but it was so gorgeous that I was breathless with awe. All of my features were perfect: eyes wide, lips full, breasts full, waist tiny, hands and feet dainty, my slender six foot frame perfectly proportioned while being a weapon in and of itself. Now, I'm not vain. Maybe arrogant, stubborn, short-fused, and sarcastic as a bitter old crone, but I don't care about how I look really. Still, I had to admit I was hot. My new looks were now just another reason to stay in though; the sun had risen in my absence, and there was no way I'd go outside. I didn't want to stop traffic.

So I stayed inside like that for seven years. I learned how to control my powers, my thirst, and developed my new abilities fully. The Volturi never came knocking, but I knew they'd never find me. I was now Secret Keeper for the house, and Kreacher was the only one who knew where I was. I never went outside except to hunt. I always Apparated to and from my usual spots;no one ever saw. me. I found out I could become various animals, I usually stuck with the lioness because of sentimentality. I also discovered that I had the Metamorphmagus gene as well. I could change my looks at will with no problems. I scared Kreacher when he saw me as his twin. He wasn't happy when I laughed at his stunned expression. I knew he loved me though. He still stayed with me; I had no yearning for his blood and we both liked the company. After seven loooong years, I decided it was time for me to quit hiding and try to be with people again. I took short walks, and found I could resist with effort.

I was sick of London. Kreacher loved being back home, so I decided that I'd be all right alone. I'd had no problems with killing people, so I decided to leave for America. I wrote my friends Ron and Hermione (I'd wrote them about what happened. They were understanding and supportive throughout the whole ordeal) and told them where I was going. I saw an obscure town on a little map in a bookstore. In fact, if not for my vampire vision, I would have missed the town's name. The name was Forks, Washington, and I thought no one, not even the Volturi, could find me there, despite the fact that there is no hiding in a small town. I decided to risk it. What did I have to lose? I thought as I packed a few bags and prepared to Apparate to the forest outside of Forks. Well, I thought, maybe I have something to gain. And with that thought, I said goodbye to Kreacher and left behind my old life to start anew.

Another A/N: Well, what did you think? Good, bad, or ugly? Let me know! Reviews make me want to continue! I mean, I will, but reviews are motivational tools! I lied when I said no spoilers. Sorry, there was a New Moon spoiler. I didn't mean to be so detailed about the Volturi at first, but then I figured that I should explain Felicia's circumstances for leaving London and meeting Edward and the Cullens in the next chapter! Yay!! Oh, and I hope I got the Volturi in character. I'll do my best on the Cullens and Forks High crew, too! Thank you for reading! REVIEW!

Love ya'll lots (yeah, I live in Texas, so sue me),

Chelsea Cullen