I obviously do not own Twilight; in fact, I don't even own the plot. The plot is based on the video Draco/Bella - Mercy in Darkness, by the talented OClvr45. Check it out. Seriously.

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I saw him appear. Saw his faceless entity shining white in the murkiness of the unlit room. I had never given much thought to how I would die. And yet, I tried to run, backing away until I tripped.

"Avada Kedavra!" I heard the words ring out across the empty room, ghostly echoing from the walls. I felt the inexplicable force hit me, shattering me into a million tiny pieces as I flew backwards, landing with a sickening noise. I felt nothing as I faded away into twilight of sweet death.

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Fetching the mail could be an undoubtedly tedious task. Before walking down the long dirt pathway of our secluded home, I opened the window, allowing the fresh air of the countryside to sweep across the kitchen and liven up the monotony of the beige kitchen of my currently unoccupied home. My parents were away, tending to the dealings of their respective work. School was not yet in term.

I walked slowly down the drive, stopping to smell the sweet scents of the roses, lilies and freesia my mother had planted three summers ago in an effort to include me in her busy life. I stopped once more to pick a slight sprig of mint for the iced tea I would make for today's supper.

I at last reached mailbox, emptying it of its contents, reading briefly over the messages inscribed on the front. Bills for Charlie and Renee, a teenaged magazine my mother had signed me up for. A letter addressed to me in personal calligraphy from Cousin Edward, no doubt Aunt Esme wanted our family to visit. Mother would not like that.

As usual, not paying attention to my steps, I stumbled, falling and scraping my knees. I groaned quietly. My mother would not like this. I would have to wear a pair of jeans to cover it.

I finally reached the doorway, quickly walking through and slamming the mail on the table. I turned, and was so shocked I jumped and screamed.

There, on the kitchen counter, sat a snowy white owl. In its claws, was a letter, addressed to me, with a small, red wax seal on the back, in the shape of a crest. With trembling hands, I reached for the letter.

Just then, the owl spread its beautiful wings and threw itself in the air, causing me to leap back. The letter fell gracefully into my open hands. The owl settled on my shoulder, wiggling to allow itself to become comfortable. Turning my head slowly, I looked back to the letter. I suddenly ripped it open. I scanned it once, expeditiously trying to understand its meaning. I shook my head and forced myself to read back over it, carefully this time.

It read:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Aspiring Witch/Wizard,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins as soon as you are enrolled. We await your owl eagerly.

Yours sincerely,

Death Roses
Secretary to Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry

Uniform
First year students will require
sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Set Books
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade One) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

I looked back down to my lap, to find another letter stuffed into it. This was personalized, with my name written on it. I pulled it out and scanned it quickly.

Dear Isabella Swan,

You may have noticed some strange things happening to your person these past few years. I must tell you that this is because you are a witch, Isabella. Your parents are also magical; they merely refuse to acknowledge this due to their concern with Muggle society. They were once students of mine until they married and 'dropped off the radar,' might I call it.

I regret this overlookance of your position of witchcraft. It is a most regrettable outlook to have. In any case, please accept my most humble apology and attend this school term of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

We must place you in a class according to your talent, you must understand. So, we here at Hogwarts will devise a sort of standardized test for you. If you magic is good enough to be detected at the slightest use, I have no doubts that you will do wonderfully on this examination. We shall arrive tomorrow, at two o'clock promptly. Please expect four of us, myself (Albus Dumbledore) Professor Minerva McGonagall, Professor Sirius Snape, and our groundskeeper, Hagrid, who will be in charge of helping you prepare for the school year, due to your parents refusing to acknowledge their wizardry.

Sincerely,

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

I felt as though I was going into shock. This was incredible! It explained so much of my life to me. I am a witch. I understood the strange things that happened to me now. The other day when touched the dead flower and it was instantly revived. My mother had paled and cast if off, calling it my imagination. So many instances like that. Falling twenty feet from the tree and barely hurting myself. Accidently causing a garden snake to jump into Cousin Rosalie's hair. It was completely explained in this letter. Mother and Father hating to visit family. Not being allowed to be in the same room as my aunts and uncles unsupervised. Suddenly, it all made sense.

And nothing would stop me from going to this school. Not Charlie, not Renee. Not anything. I simply do not care if they disown me. They could commit a murder and it would not stop me from attending Hogwarts. I was destined to go. I had to attend. I just knew it.

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My mother's face was alarmingly white. My father's face was alarmingly purple. My face was surprisingly calm.

"Absolutely not!" He roared.

"Of course you aren't going; you will never set foot inside a place so cursed with magic!" She spit.

I stood there, allowing them to pour out their rage on me.

"You can't possibly expect us to just allow you to go the place that we turned our backs on. I won't allow it!" My father slammed his drink down upon the table, causing the flat surface to shiver and the amber liquid to splash out over the side.

"Oh, Charles, look what you've done now!" My mother screeched as she hurriedly threw a rag at him.

"Do not under any circumstances call me Charles!" He roared again.

"Stop it!" I bellowed, "I am going to this school! You had absolutely no right to keep this from me! So what if you hated your magical life, no one forced you to live it, but when you tried to keep it from me as well is when you went wrong! I am going! You can't stop me! I'll leave with this Dumbledore person tomorrow if you try to stop me! I swear I will!" I stopped then breathing hard.

I looked to my parents, all of the color had left their faces simultanteously.

"Dumbledore is coming here?" Renee whispered.

"Yes," I answered, confused, "to give me some sort of placement test because I was never told I was a wizard and other people felt the need to drop of the radar." I finished angrily, quoting what Professor Dumbledore had said.

"Charlie…" Mother began, "We-"

"I know!" He said bitterly. He leaned down, cupping his face in his hands as he rubbed his eyes wearily.

"Here is what is going to happen." He spoke, directing his words at me, though he was looking away. "Dumbledore will come tomorrow. He will give you your test. You will deliberately fail it-"

"No!" Was my harsh outcry, "I am going to do my best, damn it!"

"Isabella, language." My mother corrected.

"No! I am going to do this test. I will pass it. I will go to Hogwarts." There is nothing you can do or say that will change this decision. I am almost seventeen years old. I will take care of myself. And if you don't like it, then I will leave today. Choose now." My chest heaved with the labored breathing of my effort to assert myself.

"Pack your bags. Leave tomorrow." My father responded coldly. "I'll not have any more magic in my house. By this time tomorrow, your life will be thrown away."

I nodded curtly and spun on my heel, walking stiffly to my room, closing my mind to my mother's wails.

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So that's the first chapter. There are three points I'd like to make, then I'll recommend the story for this chapter. (It will vary between Harry Potter and Twilight)

1st point:

I know that she wouldn't have been looked over, but she can't have gone the entire time, and usually you don't get to many new students in fifth or sixth year.

2nd point:

I just want to say that I am an avid fan of both J.K. Rowling and Stephenie Meyer, and I would never want to disrespect their works by adding my own mythology to their carefully cultivated stories. If I were to do that, I would make sure it was my own mythological add-ons, not adding to their ideas of wizards or vampires. I hope that it lives up to their standard and expectations.

3rd point:

This is an AU crossover, meaning it will have both Harry Potter and Twilight. I would recommend you watch the video mentioned at the top to understand what this is about, unless you don't want to be spoiled. If not, then just read and watch the video at the end.

Story Recommendation:

The Garage Sale » by Consultant by Day it's not very long, only 5 chapters, but it's very sweet. I love it.