A/N: Because of popular demand – I have decided to make this into a multi-chapter story. I do not know how long it will be nor do I know how fast updates will be. I am still in the planning process for it, but I decided to do a chapter for you as a belated

Christmas present.

Warnings: Language – mild to course (haven't decided yet) and possibly slash and more than two people couples. (Once again – not sure yet)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight – and apparently my idea either – since everyone wants me to continue – hope I don't ruin it.

'Come on Raven, its almost time. You know that as well as I do.' The ginger haired teen said with a soft smile.

'I know Rook, but I don't know what I am going to do.' Raven replied, emerald eyes blinking at him tiredly.

'What're you talking about?' Rook asked with a snort, 'You have had this planned out for months and you know it.'

'Not that Rook – I am perfectly fine with that.' Raven shot him an incredulous look at the implication that he doubted him. 'I was talking about after, for years all I have been doing is training and fighting. I just want to know what I am supposed to do after it's over. I don't know how to do anything else.' Raven said, looking broken.

'Raven, after you started to show who you truly were, you were the top of the year, not to mention your position in everything, you could be whatever you want to be, you know that as well as I do. And even f you don't know what you want to do yet – you can always wait round for a while – go on vacation or something and figure it out in a few years.' Rook told him tenderly.

'I know that Rook!' Raven shouted, 'I know facts, I have a position – but the fact is - I don't know how to live outside of my relatives who suppressed me or outside of training and fighting! I don't know how to be free and I don't know how I will be able to do anything if I don't have someone who I have to fight every year, someone who will give me something to do, someone who torments me so much, someone who causes me pain – yet is always there, who is a stability in my life – the only stabability.' Raven shouted, his eyes were dull and broken and hopeless.

Rook sighed and pulled Rave into a comforting hug.

'You know that that isn't true Raven, you have another stability in your life – you have me. You are my brother in all but blood, and nothing will take me away from you – nothing.' Rook whispered into the broken teen's ear.

'Promise?' Raven sniffed.

'Cross my heart, hope to die – stick a needle in my eye.' Rook said right back, getting a chuckle out of the raven haired teen.

'Come now – Bookworm is waiting.' Rook said, standing up with Raven still leaning on him.

'She'll kill you if she finds out you called her that again.'

'I know!' Rook said with a grin – running out of their tent.

Raven smiled, eyes lightening just a little, before he to left the tent.

~:~TOJ~:~

'What the hell are you talking about?!' Raven yelled. 'I am not going dark. Are you lot confused, or just imbeciles.'

'Now, there is no need for that. We know you saved us all, but the fact is – you used Dark Magic during the war, and that is proof enough that you are going dark.' The pompous, fat man announced.

'What other choice did I have? Did you expect me to defeat the darkest wizard of all time with a Stunner? That is just ridiculous!' Raven shot back. 'I wasn't even the only one using "Dark Magic; I saw heaps of your Aurors using it too!'

'Stop all these accusations and jut come quietly.'

'Never!' He shouted.

'Then you leave us no choice.' The man signaled for his guard to advance forward, and at the front f the group was a specific ginger haired teen.

'Rook?!' Raven cried out in disbelief.

'Come on Raven; let us take you in before you hurt anyone else.' He said, advancing slowly, wand aloft.

'Rook, how could you?' Raven cried. 'You said you would never leave me.

'I would never stick by someone dark, you should know that.' He shot back with a sneer.

'But I am not dark, why wont you believe me?' Raven asked, falling to his knees and looking at his best friend.

'I have seen the proof for myself Raven, there is just no other choice.' He said simply, carelessly.

'Were you ever my friend to begin with?' The raven haired teen asked weekly.

'Yes, I was, but you know how I despise everything dark – friend or not, I wouldn't stick by you when your dark. If you weren't dark, I would have stayed friends with you – but you are.' He said, without a care in the world.

'Now come on Raven, time to go to Azkaban.'

'DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!' Raven thundered, standing to his feet, getting ready to fight of the advancing guard.

'Fine, I won't - for now.' He muttered, still advancing.

There was a sudden crack, and a group of bout twenty people arrived, all wearing hooded white cloaks with spells on them to hide their faces, except one. She ran over to Harry, grabbing his arm and looking at the advancing guard.

'Rook?' she gasped in shock.

'He's not Rook anymore Feathers, he turned – he doesn't care about me – us, anymore.' Raven whispered brokenly.

Feathers looked over to their former friend and glared at him.

'You traitor Ronald Weasley. How could you betray us like that? Betray Raven?' She asked, noticing how Raven flinched violently at the name.

'Oh what? No more Rook? I am so disappointed in you Hermione – you know he is turning Dark, yet there you are, beside him and not me.' Ron said, glaring straight back at her. 'Now why don't you and your hooded friends here hand him over, and we will let you all go.' He told her, throwing a smile at her.

'Never!' she sneered, before disappearing, followed closely by the people dressed in white.

As he was disappearing, Raven heard some final words from his former friend –

'I will get you Harry Potter!'

~:~TOJ~:~

Harry woke with a soft cry. He looked around wildly – not remembering where he was.

It took a few minutes, but eventually the rest of his memories came flooding back and he started to sob softly.

He dreamt about the betrayal again. Out of all the things that had happened during the war – that was the one that hurt the most.

'Ebony?' a voice called out softly from behind his door. The only answer he received was another sob.

The platinum blond male rushed into the room, and took Harry into his arms.

'Shh, it's OK Eb. It was just a dream, it can't hurt you.' Draco tried to comfort, but knew very well that dreams could hurt him very much – especially a few particular ones.

'I dreamt about him again Sly. I dreamt first about his promise, and then that day.' Harry whispered to his friend.

'Oh Ebony. I know he hurt you more than words can say, but you need to try and move on.'

'I don't know if I can – it hurts so much.'

'Ebony, we moved here because we wanted to get away from all the running and hiding. We wanted to have a life again. You have been so much better in the past few months, and your eyes have finally started to glow again – even if it is just dimly. These types of hurts don't just go away – I know that, but they will never fade if you don't try to move on. If you don't want t try for yourself, can you try for me? Or Remus, or Tonks? Or even your unborn godson. Please.' Draco begged of his friend.

'I'll try.' Harry promised.

Harry wiped his eyes on his sleeve and then looked at Draco again.

'Why are you dressed up?' Harry asked him curiously.

'I have to show these muggles in the school we're gong to that I am better than them – don't I?' Draco said arrogantly.

Harry looked at him for a few more minutes, before comprehension dawned on him.

'OH SHIT! We have school today.' He jumped up from the bed, casting a cleansing charm on himself and started to look for something to wear.

Draco just laughed and left the room, announcing that he was going to get some breakfast.

'Don't you dare try to cook something Draconis Malfoy!' Harry shouted from his room, still running around.

'No need, Remus has already done it.' He shouted back.

Harry just shook his head, pulling on a pair of tight, black jeans and a brown tee-shirt that had a picture of two squirrels. They were both on a branch, but one of them was looking down as its nut fell. It had writing next to it that said 'It's always fun and games until someone looses a nut.' Harry then pulled on a pair of lack converses, and tried to get his hair to behave (didn't work) and went downstairs to eat his breakfast.

After breakfast, Draco and Harry left the house, after a brief argument over who got to drive that day. Harry won, so he went over to his brand new black Ferrari that had an emerald green lightning bolt on it, and jumped in. Draco sulkily got in on the passenger side, looking longingly at his Slytherin green, new Porsche.

Harry laughed at his attitude and sped out of the driveway.

Cullen House

'So you're saying that the Founder kids are going to be a big part of our lives?' Carlisle asked his daughter softly.

'Yepp – well Harry more so than Draco.' She admitted, still singing the Playschool song in her head to keep her brother out.

'How do you know?' Jasper asked her.

'Because his future is fuzzy most of the time, and the other times its not even there.' She answered.

'Can you tell us anything else?' Esme asked her.

'Well, I could – 'Alice grinned, 'but where is the fun in that?' She giggled and went out to wait for the others in Edward's Volvo.

The others shook their heads in frustration, before leaving for their daily activities.

A/N: So what do you think? I hope it is OK. By the way, I would just like to wish everyone a belated Christmas and hope you all have a happy and safe New Year.