Dawning Twilight

The idea was adopted by Piper-Tolkien well actually her story. I've spent a few days adding all the scenes to it instead of just dialog to help you understand what happened better and what didn't happen. So dont kill me or flame me thinking i've stolen her work.

If you want to read the story search for piper-tolkien its under the same name Dawning twilight. She's unfortunately unable to continue writing it, and has honoured me by allowing me to continue it for her. So yes the idea is hers but every single word written on this chapter is mine.

I do not own Harry Potter (J.K does) or Twilight (Meyers does) I do not make anything writing these stories...if i did with 72 i'd be a millionare :P lol

Chapter 1

The Half Blood Prince Rescue

Hermione and Harry had arrived back at Hogwarts, searching and succeeding in finding the Diadem of Ravenclaw. His second last Horcrux, or at least that's what Harry had assumed. Unfortunately not just the Diadem was destroyed; Crabbe's spell had completely demolished the Room of Lost items/requirements. Harry had just managed to get himself, Neville, Luna and Hermione out safely. At Hermione's urging helped Draco Malfoy too. Hermione had been devastated at the thought of what else could have been in there. A year of hunting Horcrux's had changed her and her relationship with Harry. They were closer than siblings and best friends combined. Ron had left them; he had said something unforgivable to Harry. Ron knew how Harry felt not having a family, yet he had thrown it in his face. So Harry had thrown a punch at Ron, they had quickly parted ways after that. Harry hadn't seen him since.

-0 Flash Back 0-

"So would he have hidden the sword well away from Hogsmeade, then? What d'you reckon, Ron? Ron?" Harry looked up and for one bewildered moment he thought that Ron had left the tent, and then he realized Ron was lying in the shadow of a lower bunk, looking stony.

"Oh remembered me have you?" said Ron his voice filled with bitterness.

Harry sighed, thinking 'here we go again' Ron was making absolutely everything about him. Didn't Ron realize they were all going through the same thing? To be frank he was more used to it than them. Being cold, not having much food sleeping on a cot. This wasn't new to him; it was like being back at the Dursley's full time. At least he had his friends with him, at least when they weren't being idiots. That thought was mostly directed at Ron, Hermione had been a godsend to him.

"You two carry on. Don't let me spoil your fun." snorted Ron resentfully.

Harry looked helplessly at Hermione; he really couldn't cope with this. Between wearing the Horcrux, watching it burn into his skin, the aches and pains he had. The lack of sleep, the constant worry of being found, and the lack of food he was feeling tired and helpless. He just wished Ron wouldn't continue his constant nagging; he was pushing Harry past his last limit.

"What's the problem?" Harry asked.

"Problem? There's no problem," said Ron, his brown eyes filled with disgust and bitterness. He hadn't signed up for this at all. "Not according to you anyway."

Harry paid no mind to the raining that was starting up around them.

"Well you've obviously got a problem," said Harry "Spit it out, will you?" the anger he had let loose in fifth year had built back up - making him and his magic very unstable.

"Alright I'll spit it out, don't expect me to skip up and down the tent because there's some other damn thing we've got to find. Just add it to the list of stuff you don't now." snapped Ron.

"I don't know?" asked Harry genuinely taken aback, so much for them all being in this together "I don't know?" he repeated. Deep down he wasn't surprised, it's what he had inwardly thought Ron had been thinking. Much to his suspicion and fear, he just wanted to do what was right.

"Its not like I'm having the time of my life here," said Ron "You know, with my arm mangled and nothing to eat and freezing my backside off every night. I just hoped, you know, after we'd been running around a few weeks, we'd have achieved something."

"Ron," groaned Hermione barely able to stop himself rolling her eyes, what did Ron think would happen? That they'd have the Horcrux's found and destroyed and back at Hogwarts before nights end? Tucked in war ended and happily eating chocolate frogs in Gryffindor common Room.

Harry's mind was running in pretty much the same way, "I thought you knew what you were getting into?" he asked. He wasn't about to feel guilty if Ron wanted to leave he was very welcome to. In fact it would be a hell of a lot of stress removed from his shoulder. His only fear would be that Hermione would follow him that would kill him. It would remove all the self worth Harry had managed to create for himself in seven years.

"Yeah I thought I did too." stated Ron an ugly look on his face.

"So what part isn't living up to your expectations?" asked Harry who had his own face contorted in fury. "Did you think we'd be staying in five star hotels? Finding Horcrux's every other day? Did you think you'd be back to Mummy by Christmas?"

"We thought you knew what you were doing!" shouted Ron angrily, "We thought Dumbledore had told you what to do, we thought you had a real plan!"

"I told you everything Dumbledore told me!" shouted Harry right back furiously. "You say we? Do you feel like this as well do you Hermione?"

"No," said Hermione quietly, looking worriedly at her two best friends. "Take the locket off Ron, you wouldn't be speaking like this if you didn't have it on." she finished coaxingly.

"Yes he would," snapped Harry.

"Don't lie!" snapped Ron at the same time, "You said it too! You were disappointed you said you thought he would have more to go on."

"I didn't say it like that Harry! - I swear I didn't!" cried Hermione, her fury at Ron was worsening by the second. She couldn't believe Ron was doing this; he was trying to alienate everyone. Didn't he realize they had better things to do than fight?

"So why are you still here?" he shouted at both of them.

"Beats me," said Ron immediately.

"Go on home then," snapped Harry.

"Yeah maybe I will," shouted Ron taking several steps towards Harry, looking as if he wanted to hit him. Harry didn't back down, he had faced Vernon and Dursley all his life, and they were bigger than Ron could hope to be. "Didn't you hear what they said about my sister? But you don't give a rats fart, do you, it's only the forbidden forest, Harry I've-faced-worse Potter doesn't care what happens to her in here, well, I do, all right, giant spiders and mental stuff-"

"I was only saying she was with the others and Hagrid-" he said angrily but Ron butted in before he could finish.

"Yeah I get it, you don't care! And what about the rest of my family, "The Weasley's don't need another kid injured." did you hear that?"

"Yeah I-" said Harry but was unable to finish.

"Not bothered what is means, though?" he questioned angrily his face red and breathing ragged.

"Ron!" snapped Hermione coming between them, hoping to forestall a fight. "I don't think it means anything new has happened, anything we don't know about; think, Ron, Bill's already scarred, plenty of people must have seen that George has lost an ear by now, and you're supposed to be on your deathbed with spattergroit, I'm sure that's all he means."

"Oh, you're sure, are you? Right then, well, I won't bother myself about them. It's alright for you two, isn't it, with your parents safely out of the way-" said Ron mockingly.

Harry paled and his anger spiked violently same as it always did when his parents were mentioned "My parents are dead!" Harry bellowed furious with Ron's word, he didn't want to see the red head ever again.

"And mine could be going the same way," he yelled right back.

Ron made a sudden movement, but Harry beat him to it, instead of going for his wand he punched Ron square in the jaw. The Protego Hermione cast was infective against Muggle fighting.

"Leave the Horcrux and go, I don't want to see you ever again," he growled viciously.

Ron just sneered angrily, throwing the locket away and turning to Hermione.

'This is it' thought Harry his heart pumping through his heart too fast; he was scared he wouldn't deny that. He didn't know if he could do everything alone, he wasn't used to it - they had been with him every step of the way.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked Hermione.

"What do you mean?" she asked knowing what he was talking about.

"Are you staying or what?" asked Ron bluntly.

"Yes, I promised to help and I will." said Hermione her eyes full of aguish but she couldn't leave Harry on his own.

"I get it, you choose him." said Ron.

He soon disapparate into the night leaving it just Hermione and Harry hunting the Horcrux's down.

-0 End Flashback 0-

The sword of Gryffindor was indeed found at the pond, but it was Hermione who came to save him. Pulling him out of the river, Hermione had told him later another doe had appeared before her. With one single word - Help. A voice Hermione said she knew, but she for the life of her wasn't able to place it.

Dobby did indeed save them in Malfoy Manor, but with one less person to apparate with, he got out there before the knife could hit Dobby. He survived the trip to Bill's cottage. It was only later that Harry realized, that Dobby was working for the Order helping where he could. Bill's cottage had been a safe heaven for those fighting Voldemort.

It was only after Malfoy manor that Harry put the pieces together, and realized Snape was on their side. The real sword, the fake in Bellatrix's vault, the detentions with Hagrid. Snape was protecting the students, Dumbledore hadn't begged for his life. He had always ALWAYS told Harry, that Death was but the next great adventure. He wouldn't have begged for anything, other than relief. The Potion and his arm would have been killing him. If anything he had killed Dumbledore, Snape had just been merciful and finished im off. Of course Harry still didn't realize the extent that Snape had gone to help him yet.

"My lord," said Severus

"It cannot be any other way," said Voldemort "I must master the wand. Master the wand I master Potter at last." he was saying.

Hermione gasped, going white as sheet, "It was him he got us the sword, he saved you in the forest Harry." she said breathlessly, fighting the urge to save someone she knew had saved all their lives.

"I never did like Snape but he's been acting strange all year, while Carrow's were using Cruciatus curses…he didn't." said Neville.

Harry closed his eyes and looked in the boarded up widow again, he knew what he had to do.

"Neville no matter what happens, kill the snake - you must kill the snake!" said Harry grimly.

"Harry," whispered Hermione looking terrified.

"Its okay we knew I had to do this, summon the sword now," said Harry quickly, before he stood up and entered the Shack. With a spell he stopped the snake's course, causing it to crash into the side of the building. It slammed into Severus Snape's legs causing him to buck under its weight. Snape had paled even more if it was possible seeing Harry again. He was trying desperately to get the enchanted cage off him, wanting as far away from the snake as humanly possible. He had seen it killing people and he didn't want to be its last meal.

"Potter," hissed Voldemort "Come to die?"

"It's over Voldemort," said Harry, his heart thumping wildly, why weren't the others coming? Was the sword not coming?

"I think not," said Voldemort "Avada Kedavra,"

"Harry!" shrieked Hermione, running towards Harry's now still form. She couldn't have been more shocked when he saw him winking at her. How the hell had he survived the killing curse again? The bookworm side of her wanted answers, the other part of her was just glad her best friend/brother was still alive.

Neville from the corner of the room, gripped the sword even tighter, he'd do what Harry asked off him. He was in shock, Harry always seemed so indestructible, he had survived it before…why couldn't he now?

"Now it's your turn you silly little Mudblood," said Voldemort pointing his wand at Hermione.

Neville had crept forward, having lost weight; the floorboards didn't creak under him. If Severus Snape's gaze bothered him, it didn't show as he stealthy continued to creep forward.

Why wasn't Granger even more hysterical? When he had found his best friend dead he had been inconsolable. She hadn't even shed a tear as she continued to kneel at Harry's body. He saw Neville Longbottom, coming forward with the sword of Gryffindor. Was the boy planning on killing him? Or was it the snake he was after. He had never really expected to survive the war; he knew someone would kill him for what he did to Dumbledore. He had never in his biggest nightmare thought it would be Neville Longbottom though. He just wished he was able to explain, let Harry know he wasn't the evil person the child no doubt probably thought he was.

"I don't think so," said Hermione her voice smug, like she had just answered every question on a quiz right, and received ten points for Gryffindor. It's usually a tone of voice Severus hated, but right now it gave him hope - that Harry had survived. That he hadn't unwittingly done what Dumbledore wanted of him. That Lily Potter's son hadn't just died like a pig for the slaughter. "You know, killing Professor Snape wouldn't have won you that wands alliance." she told Voldemort, as if she was telling a dumb five year old that the sky was indeed blue. She was watching Neville work his way across the room, trying to stop himself being heard.

"Why is that?" sneered Voldemort, his wand stopping wondering if she had information. His scarlet eyes seared into hers, but he couldn't read her mind she was protected from intrusion.

"Professor Snape didn't kill Professor Dumbledore, not really it was arranged between them. Plus Professor Dumbledore had already been disarmed before Professor Snape got close. We thought it was Draco Malfoy, but it wasn't at all - Harry used Dumbledore's wand well before Draco disarmed him. That wand rightfully belongs to Harry." said Hermione, wishing Neville would hurry up, and that Harry would wake up soon. She was running out of time, she could feel it.

"LIES!" shrieked Voldemort furiously, what he was maddest at Hermione wasn't sure.

"It's the truth," smirked Hermione wickedly a chuckle leaving her lips, Neville was raising the sword. She felt it was best to get Voldemort as angry as she possibly could.

"It does not matter! Harry Potter is dead by my hand!" yelled Voldemort, as he finished a huge squelching sound surrounded the shack. Neville had killed Nagini, she was chopped in half.

"NO!" shrieked Voldemort fury displayed across his flat snake features. "Crucio!" he said aiming his wand at Neville. Neville fell to the floor screaming in agony, but not for long. Voldemort got the shock of his life when he was disarmed.

Hermione winced when Voldemort uttered the curse, she noticed Harry was awake. She helped him up, and Harry whispered "Expelliamus," and Voldemort's wand was ripped from his hand. Flying into Harry's outstretched hand.

Neville lay on the floor panting agony coursing through him, he hated that spell.

"You alright Neville?" asked Harry standing up.

Neville just gaped at Harry unable to believe what he was seeing, before a relived cry left his lips. Harry had survived, he was fine, they'd win this war - he hoped.

"Accio Gryffindor sword," said Harry, grabbing it in his hands. With swift hands he threw it with all the strength he could muster, sending it straight into Voldemort's stomach.

Voldemort screamed as the sword pierced his stomach, sending him flying. Against the wall of the shack, blood seeping from the wounds. His red eyes flashed angrily, promising Death to Harry Potter.

"There will be no more coming back, you're Horcrux's are gone." said Harry bitterly, Snape gasped from where he was still stuck, his legs crushed under the cage and a dead snakes weight. His wand had fallen away from him in his shock when the cage first fell on him. He had never done anything so shocking before, and he hated himself for it. What kind of idiot dropped their wand when they were in danger? Horcrux's? That's what Dumbledore had been keeping from him? Dumbledore had sent a seventeen year old boy to hunt them down? He closed his eyes his fury at Dumbledore once again bubbling close to the surface.

"Wingardium Leviosa," said Hermione lifting the dead snake and cage from Severus' damaged legs. "Do you need help sir?" she then asked.

"How did you figure it out Granger?" asked Snape looking decidedly disgruntled and Hermione was sure there was pride in there somewhere.

"It wasn't me sir," said Hermione sheepishly, she was the one that usually had the answers it was true. Not this time, this had been all Harry's doing. She hadn't truly bought it, until she had heard his voice again. She was used to his sneering sarcastic voice, she had never heard him talking properly. So when she had heard Professor Snape pleading, she had realized, to her dismay that Harry was correct. She vowed never to doubt him again.

"We have a battle to end," said Harry, his usually sparkling green eyes looked dead. Who could blame him really? He had just killed a man, kill or be killed didn't come into it. "Here, use this, it will have to do until I prove you innocent." he said throwing Severus Snape the only possession he had of his father.

"What is it?" asked Severus.

"An invisibility cloak." stated Harry dully.

"Are you okay Harry?" asked Neville looking worried about his friend.

Harry rubbed his tired eyes, but nevertheless nodded his head - he'd get over it eventually he always did. It wasn't his first kill after all; he had killed Quirrell, a basilisk, Tom riddle from the Diary. Hermione just rubbed his back, knowing no words would help him.

"Let's go," said Hermione grimly, her wand already up and ready for battle.

Severus was confused, how had Harry figured it all out? Why wasn't he asking more questions? He tried to sneer at his maudlin thoughts, but he was just too exhausted as well to do anything. For the last year, he had watched everyone around him hate him more and more. The students, teachers, people who had respected him before this all happened. He put the cloak over himself; ignoring the pain in his legs he joined them in finishing the rest of the battle. He owed them that at least, even if the boy couldn't prove him innocent. He'd done what he was supposed to, what he had promised all those years ago. To look after Lily Potter's son, to make sure he survived.

The Snitch with the resurrection stone was still in Harry's pocket.

What do you think of it so far? of course the next chapter will contain Harry being turned into a vampire :) i know most stories with twilight cross over have Luna as a seer as well will i have her as one? or will she just be the normal loony Luna we all love? making Alice the only seer? will i have the two adult Malfoy's arrested in this story? or will they get off? after all Narcissa didn't help- will we have Draco begging for them? before coming best friends with Harry? if so who will Draco end up with? Dracob? what about Luna and Hermione who will they be with? will Harry even see them soon or will he have to wait two years until he's no longer new born? will Bella be in this story R&R PLEASE!