Disclaimer- I do not own harry potter or twilight or anything to do with either of the stories and places and all that good stuff. The only thing I own is the stuff that I came up with :^)

A.N.- sorry about the last paragraph on chapter 17, for some reason even when I fixed it and had it all spaced like it should be and all that It, was put back together, into one big paragraph so sorry. Also sorry for the shortness of the last chapter. I was going to write more but my back was killing me and I just wanted to rest so I just ended it.

Draco looked at me waiting for me to continue as I tried to figure out how to tell him everything. I noticed him getting even more impatient, so I figured I might as well just get it over with and just flat out tell him.

"Draco the three new guys who were in there are Werewolves, or shape shifters, and the Cullens and I are….the Cullens and I are vampires." I said to him before closing my eyes, waiting for his reaction. I waited for a minute with my eyes closed before I heard footsteps and heard them fade away. Hoping with all that I had that it was not Draco walking away, I opened my eyes and was staring at an empty hallway with no Draco in sight. I felt a tear slide down my face as I hung my head down and turned around to make my way up to the common room. I wanted with all my might to just go and chase after him, but I knew that I couldn't, it would just make things worse. So Instead I just wanted to lay down, before my legs gave out under me from the pain. So I used my speed to get to the Fat Lady's portrait.

"What's wrong dreary?" she asked me as I got to her. I just shook my head before saying the password. She smiled sadly at me as she opened up and let me in. I could hear talking, loud talking, and figured the common room was crowded so I just walked at a fast human speed and ignored anyone who tried to talk to me as I headed straight for the girls dorms.

I opened the door to find it completely empty. I sighed in relief as I walked over to my bed and where all my stuff was. I grabbed my trunk and pulled it onto my bed before climbing onto the bed myself and closing the hangings around it so that no one would bug me if they came in. I then pulled out my wand and put a silencing spell around my bed so that no one would hear me if I started to sob, which I knew I would. My hand shook as I opened up my trunk and dug to the bottom to pull out the locket from my parents that I had held in my hands not too long ago. I grasped it in my hands and held it to my chest. Hoping that what the message said would come true. I still had about a month to go, give or take a couple of days and it seemed like forever.

I slipped the locket on over my head and fell over on my bed so that now I was lying down. Within seconds I was sobbing. I ruined everything, and now either Draco will die, I will die, or he will get turned into a vampire and it was my entire fault. I shouldn't have told him. I should have come up with some sort of lame excuse and gotten him to believe it, but instead, I told him the truth thinking that maybe just maybe, he would accept it and accept me for who I am and still love me the same. Why was I so stupid? Why am I always so stupid? Everything I ever do in my life is always something stupid, and I never hear the end of it. And now I can just add this onto the long never ending list. My parents would have known what to do, but even if they are alive and with the volturi, they are not here with me right now and can't help me.

I lay on my bed all night, sometimes crying, sometimes just laying there holding my locket. I could tell that some of the girls, like Hermione, were worried about me, but didn't know if they should open my hangings or not, knowing I wanted my privacy. I was thankful for that. Once morning came, I un did the spell, put my trunk away, with my locket still around my neck, and got out of bed, acting like nothing even happened.

"Are you alright Hayley?" Ginny asked me as I walked into the loo to get ready for my day.

"Yes I am fine." I told her acting like it was true, to fool not only her, but everyone else, and also myself. She looked at me like she didn't believe it but let me carry on, not wanting to upset me even more. I stepped into the shower and took a quick one and then got and got changed in my uniform, with jeans and a tee shirt on underneath, left my hair wet and flat hanging down on my face, and left my face with no makeup on it. I slipped on my black converse, not caring that I am not supposed to wear them with my uniform, grabbed my bag and walked downstairs. It was now absolutely obvious that something was wrong, but I didn't care anymore.

I ignored everyone I walked by once again as I walked out of the common room. Only this time, I was stopped by someone grabbing my arm and not letting me walk away. I turned and looked at the person who grabbed me and was staring into the eyes of my brother.

"Laylee, what's wrong?" he asked me with a concerned look on his face. He was a complicated man, going from emotion to emotion within seconds; he was like a pregnant woman when it came to his emotions. I looked at him and just shook my head.

"Nothing is wrong Harry."

"Bull. Something is wrong and I know it and you know it even if you don't want to admit it. Now tell me or we will stand here all day and I know that you hate missing class." I sighed knowing he was right, but still refused to tell him. I knew that if it came down to it I would use my strength to get out of his grip. I just wasn't ready to tell anyone or really even admit to myself what was wrong and I knew that Harry would stick to his word of standing there all day if I didn't tell him.

"Nothing is wrong." I told him once again. I could tell he was getting impatient but I still held my emotionless expression on my face.

"Fine, if you won't tell me then I will just find out from Edward when he hears it in your head." He told me before letting go of my arm and walking away. I had completely forgotten that Edward would be able to read my mind, yet again. Why do I always forget such a simple thing like that? Now I had a bigger problem on my hands. How to keep what was going on out of my head so that Edward doesn't hear about it and tell Harry, because once Harry knows he will literally kill Draco, then come back to me and lecture me about how he knew something like this would happen and blah blah blah. And I just don't want to deal with that right now. In fact, I don't want to deal with a lot of things right now.