Introduction

Life wasn't always like this. I didn't always have to look over my shoulder to see if someone was following me. Sure, Voldemort was dead, but that doesn't mean that he would be for long. I wasn't a seer, not even close, but I did have these…feelings. Something dark, evil, something that beckons me is in the air. It raises the hackles on my neck.

I suppose, for that very reason is why I am looking up at the washed out sign that read 'Welcome to Forks'. It wasn't what my parents wanted; hell, it wasn't what I wanted. But, I needed to get away from the Caribbean Ministry of Magic, away from Hogwarts, away from myself. I needed to go somewhere I could rediscover myself, somewhere nobody knew me. And, what better place to do it, then America?

The war against Voldemort was in the United Kingdom, not the America's. I'm safe here. I can feel it. Of course, if my ex-headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, were to ask for my help, I would assist in a second. But, for now, I settle down in a two-story rundown muggle home. It's not much, but with a few repairing charms, it'll feel just like home.

Let's just hope that my first day at Forks High School goes well. Hopefully, I'll be the only supernatural being here. I can dream, can't I?

Author's Note: Review please!