Note: NOT a Harry Potter – Twilight crossover. Whilst I liked Twilight, this is primarily HARRY POTTER, THE BEST!!!! Forks is just…a place I can write about, like Perth, Bali and Tucson, and those that are to come. Weather patterns, random stuff and all. And made for some strange irony on Emma's part, since she hates Twilight…well, what Emma hates is feeling like she's trapped in a movie, which she is, and one is enough for her. To those of you who are still reading, sit tight – we've got multiple kilometres to go!

I'd like to thank my avid readers, who inspire me to keeping writing (well, them and green tea/the occasional red wine/real-life experiences/books/music/Muse).

HufflepuffWitch – hates "Twilight" as much as Emma does. She was worried this was gonna turn into a dreadful cross-over. Never!!

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ColdCypher – loves the references to the future!

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Perminatly Lost In Thought

SelenaDemiandMileyfan10 – my fellow Transformers fan!! 3

She thought her life was over – but fate gave her another chance, in a world of magic. Now, running around Hogwarts with James Potter and his friends, she's about to make choices that will change the future in ways she never thought possible…

Marauder's Phase

CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE

Shelter From The Rain

Remus and I arrived in the middle of a typical Forks downpour, and were drenched to within an inch of our lives within seconds, even under the canopy of trees.

"Come on," He said, looking at me from underneath his sopping fringe. "We need to find the others…"

With my hand in his, I walked with him through the dense forest, feeling like we were in a movie. Neither of us spoke, because we were both thinking the same thing – what had happened to Calliope and her family? Had help arrived in time?

We hoped…

The rain made it very difficult for us to walk and, more than once, we were holding each other up. Damn Umbridge, for making us come here!

"Do you ever feel like you're in a movie?" I asked Remus, as he stopped me from slipping over on the wet leaves.

He gave me a wry look. "Not in the way you're probably thinking, White Fang."

I began shivering. The change between the weather had taken an effect on me, and I stopped.

"I need to transform," I said, shivering slightly. "I'm freezing…my wolf fur will help…will you be okay?"

Remus nodded, looking concerned, and then I transformed, my white fur did help me keep warm, but only just. Remus and I walked side-by-side through the rain, him with his wand tip lit, and me with my nose to the ground, marvelling at the new scents I could smell on the pine needle laden forest floor.

Then Remus said: "Should I start calling you Emma Black?"

I growled at him. No.

He smirked, and we kept on walking. I think he wanted me to growl, to basically say no. The thought comforted me somewhat.

"It's a full moon tomorrow night." Remus said suddenly.

I whined uneasily.

"This will be a perfect forest for me to transform and run around in." He added, and I nuzzled his hand.

It was impossible to tell whether it was still day, or if night had fallen, but we assumed that it was night time.

"Where are they?" Remus muttered. We'd stopped, and were looking all around us.

I transformed, shivering. "M-maybe they d-didn't c-come here?"

"No," Remus shook his head. "They knew we were meant to co…" He broke off as he looked at me, standing there and shivering. It was freezing compared to the hot weather in Tucson, and I was feeling it.

Remus came up to me and put his arms around me, drawing me close to his body, which was surprisingly warm despite the weather. "J-just like in a m-movie…" I stammered.

Remus sighed. "This isn't a movie, Emma."

"Shows how l-little you k-know…" I replied, frowning into his shirt. "T-this is exactly l-like a m-movie…exactly l-like one…l-like…" I trailed off, burying my face into his shirt.

"No it isn't," Remus said firmly, and took out his wand. "Expecto Patronum!" He said, and a silvery wolf with a crescent-shaped tail landed on the ground in front of us, before turning into a silvery mist which disappeared into the trees. "Come on," Remus said, taking my arm and pulling me through the trees. I was shaking by now, and even he was starting to shiver too, as we lugged our backpacks, and Remus pushed through low-hanging pine branches. I had no idea where we were going, and I didn't ask. I just trusted Remus completely, put one foot in front of the other, and concentrated on not slipping. Rain lashed against our faces relentlessly, and made it hard for us to move. Multiple times we almost fell, holding each other up as we battled our way through the storm.

After what seemed like hours, but really it was just thirty minutes, Remus suddenly said: "T-there…"

He was pointing up ahead to something, I couldn't quite make it out, but Remus dragged me toward it and, throwing out my hands, I discovered a rock face, with a cave carved out into the side of it by erosion and time. Remus raised his wand and muttered: "Lumos." And suddenly I could see.

In relief, we crawled into the cave, which featured a mouth that we had to crawl through but, once inside, we were able to stand up.

Wood and dried leaves littered the ground, and Remus started to say something, but I held up my hand and said: "W-wait, let me…you just k-keep the light up…" I muttered something, and all the wood and leaves gathered together in a nice little fire place. "Incendio." I said, and fire immediately lit the forest debris, and the small save was lit by a warm, comforting glow that washed over us both like a hot bath.

"Ah…" We both said, sinking to ground, and Remus added: "Nox." Because the fire provided adequate light to our surroundings.

"Death Eaters would be crazy to attack us in this weather…" I whispered. "We'll be safe here…for now…"

"Mmhmm." Remus agreed, as we sat side-by-side, staring into the flickering flames. The orange, red and yellow flames flickered and danced, creating a yellow-y glow on the rocky cave walls.

For awhile, we sat in silence, neither of us voicing the fears that we were feeling but, presently, we couldn't ignore the current situation any longer.

"The others…" I sighed.

Remus nodded. "My Patronus has gone to find them…it will find them, if they're here…"

"If they've died…" I began, shutting my eyes tight. "Moony, what if something happened to them? Padfoot, Prongs and Lily…they wouldn't be in this danger if not for me…" I trailed off.

Remus was silent for a moment, and then he said: "White Fang…do you remember when you said that you were dangerous for me to be around?"

"It's the truth…" I replied.

He ignored me. "And then you promptly went and saved me from a Lethifold?"

"It was going to eat you," I replied. "I had to do something…anyone else would have done it…"

"But no one else knew," Remus said quietly. "But you…you know straight away. How?"

Oh great, he was asking me? "I felt it…in my heart…a cold sense of dread…I knew you were in danger, and I ran back to help you." I managed to say.

"Precisely." He nodded. "Emma, we are Bonded. Whether you like it or not, we're going to have to face up to it sooner or later."
"How do you feel about me then?" I asked him, facing him. "Do you feel the same way I do – a sense of devotion and protection? Do you ache at the thought of us being apart? Do you have to control yourself not to…" I gulped. "Not to give in to sexual urges? Do you…wish to be as much a part of me, as I wish to be with you?" I turned away suddenly, ashamed. I had never admitted such feelings to someone else before, never, and now here I was, telling one of my very best friends that I wished he was mine.

"Yes." He said, very simply and very clearly, and I looked up at him in shock.

"You shouldn't," I told him. "Voldemort wants me, for some reason. He's sending his followers – murderers – to find me, and I have no idea why. I won't tell you guys where I come from. I'm a secretive person with a troubled past, and I'm more dangerous to you than some freaky, poorly-written vampire is to his mortal girlfriend."

Remus reached out, and took my hand. "I know," He said softly. "I know the danger that surrounds you, even if I don't know why it surrounds you. But I have to ask you this. Are you scared of me? Because I'm a werewolf?" He looked into my eyes.

I shook my head vehemently. "Nuh-uh, no way. Never."

He placed a finger to my lips. "And I'm not scared of you – my Emma."

"I'm dating your best friend," I warned him, refusing to meet his gaze. "And happily…but I wish it were you…my Remus…too…here," I said suddenly, shrugging out of my backpack, and digging into it, pulling out the letter and the jewellery box. "Read this…it's the letter your Mother wrote to me, before she died…I'm going to sleep. My Patronus will stand guard…Expecto Patronum…" (The stag gave me a weird look that reminded me of James). "I'm tired…goodnight…love." And I lay down on the ground with my head facing the fire since you loose a lot of heat through your head (and your feet, so it was a two-way situation), and pretended to fall asleep as Remus read the letter silently. I stared at the beautiful stag standing guard at the mouth to the cave, and tried not to think.

I don't know if he finished the letter or not, but I suddenly felt him lie down next to me, and place his arms around me.

"Only you can decided…my Emma." He told me, whispering into my ear. "I will still love you…either way."