Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Harry Potter (or I would be very rich and would have done different things with the characters) and neither do I own Twilight.

Author's note: So here's my second part. People waiting for the supernatural prompt 'feline' have to wait a bit longer, I've only watched 4 episodes of the series. Buuut I already have a vague idea what I'm going to write about. Still have to get a feeling for the characterization and some trivia first.

Well, I just love imprinting stories and therefore I had to write one as well. Sometimes they feel an instant connection, sometimes Jake's kinda awkward, so why not one like this? Have fun reading and if you have a prompt you want me to write, just post it and the character in your comment and I'll do my best!

Fandom: Twilight/Harry Potter X-Over

Pairing: Jacob x Harry

Prompt: Breathless

Rating: Still maybe K (I STILL really find the ratings confusing)

Warning: slash, nothing else really, I think.

It had been a perfectly ordinary day. Well, at least as ordinary as a shape-shifter was able to achive. In the morning he had been working on the 'new' car in the garage, afterwards his father had asked him to run some errands in Forks and now he was sitting in one of the few diners the little town had to offer. In their boredom Quil and Embry had been joining him for his trip and were now joking around while shoving huge amounts of food into their mouths. If he hadn't done the same, he may have been disgusted by their non-existent table manners. Fortunately the people here were more or less used to them as well and therefore didn't even bat an eyelash.

Jacob was in the middle of raising his hand to ask the waitress for seconds and simultaneously gulping down the last of his food, when he froze and just stared. The door to the diner had been opened, presenting him the most awe-inspiring and perfect person he'd ever laid eyes on. There was a soft glow, but he mostly noticed his breathlessness and the vague feeling of someone pounding on his back. Was he supposed to get this lightheaded? He wasn't sure, he couldn't quiet remember the explanations on imprinting other members of the pack had given them. But he was very sure there hadn't been any mentions of black dots in ones vision.

Then, suddenly, he was feeling a lot of pressure just beneath his rib cage.

Once.

Twice.

Trice.

Abruptly big gulps of air were beginning to fill his lungs. Slowly the lightheadedness was fading and his eyes refocusing - directly on a half-chewed piece of sandwich. Blood flooded his cheeks – and his whole face really - in record time. He'd been choking on his lunch while imprinting, how much more pathetic could he become? And where was his imprinted anyway? Surely he'd witnessed his embarrassing display and fled as fast as possible. Maybe he should go home to properly wallow in his self-pity…

Finally the arms – Probably Quil or Embry, because who else would have been able to squeeze him like that? – around his mid-section were releasing him, but instead of one of his friends another black-haired head popped up in front of him. Mesmerizing emerald eyes were twinkling up at him, while a matching mischievous grin graced those tempting lips. "I certainly haven't had that reaction in quite a while. At least not when the person didn't even know my name. Next time it'll be your turn to make me breathless." Winking he sauntered away, leaving behind not only one, but three startled shape-shifters.