"Father, I'm not going!" Draco Malfoy shouted angrily to his father. They had been arguing in such a way all day. Lucius Malfoy had demanded that Draco take a year long trip to America. Why? Well, The Dark Lord was in charge of everything in England, and Mr. Malfoy was finally beginning to see the pressure of this. No, he was not 'going good.' He was sending Draco away for his safety.

"Draco, I have already made the arrangements! You are going to a small town to stay with a group of people who I have also made arrangements with!"

"And these people are wizards?" Draco asked quirking an eyebrow.

"No, they are vampires. You are going to stay with a group of vampires called the Cullens, in a town called Forks," Mr. Malfoy said sternly.

"How long?" Draco asked miserably.

"I'm unsure...at the very least four months. But there is possibility of a year."

"What about school?!" Draco shouted.

"Oh come now Draco, we both know you are very smart, so let us not pretend that is why you are insisting on going to school."

"Fine! I'll go to your bloody vampire!"

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"Remember, be careful with your magic," Father told me for the 500th time.

"Yes, yes, I know," I replied irritably.

I stepped threw my handful of green powder into our fireplace. "Cullen house!" I shouted. I stepped into the fire and spun around and my father faded. I kept my arms at my side with a trunk handle in both hand. I stepped out of the fireplace to see seven vampires staring at me.

"Welcome to our home," a very good looking lady with golden eyes greeted. "I am Esme," she continued.

"Nice to meet you," I lied easily. I was always very good at lying.

"I'm Carlisle," the man next to Esme told me. I held out my hand, he smiled politely and took my hand shaking it very briefly. He was ice cold and very hard.

"I'm Alice," a small girl with spiky black hair added. "This is Jasper," she pointed to the man next to her.

"Emmett," a big boy told me shaking my hand. It hurt. "This is Rosalie," he nodded his head toward the stunning blonde. She looked angry.

"I am Edward," a boy with bronze hair told me quietly. He didn't shake my hand.

"I'm Draco Malfoy," I said awkwardly.

"I'll show you to your room," Alice told me brightly. She led me up a large stair case, not as big as mine at home, and down a long hallway.

"Here," she swung open the very last door. "This is Edward's bedroom. But he doesn't stay here at night often, and we don't need to sleep anyway."

"Thank you. So are you and Jasper married?" I asked trying to be sociable.

"Yes, for over 90 years now. Emmett and Rosalie are married as well. Carlisle and Esme have been together for almost 110 years."

"What about that Edward fellow?"

"He isn't married, no," she admitted awkwardly.

"Well, thank you for showing me to my room." She smiled and walked off back down the whole. I stepped into the wide spacious room. There was a twin sized bed in the middle of the room. I pushed my trunk against the foot of the bed. I was settled in then. I sighed. I knew I would have to go back down stairs. I started back down the hall to the room filled with vampires.