Some Place to Call Home

Summary: Harry Potter has been left to the world as a hero after the war, but for that simple fact, trouble still follows in pursuit. He kept on the run in chances of getting way from all the trouble that plagues his life. His best friends still love him and are in contact with him every so often, but are truly unable to help due to the fact of raising a family now.

Harry, by the time he is 18, is ready to finally escape and heads to place in a low population, secluded city: Forks. He thinks maybe he will have a break from all the magic and trouble, but maybe he won't since the Cullens live around the town.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga or Harry Potter. Those belong to Stephanie Meyer and J.K. Rowling.

Note: SLASH, AU….possibly more later on…. I HAVE changed the time periods of both stories to Twilights time period as how I want them to match up to get my determined results.

Prologue

Harry, since the war, had been on the run. Dark creature and people still seemed to want to attack him even if the war has been over for a while. He kept trying to hide out in places since Grimmauld Place has been an obvious place for him to keep low.

No place was truly safe for more than a week or so at time in England. He did not want to impose on his best friends, in which were now married and have a little girl to take care of most of the time. They even offered to house him safe, but Harry had always been that independent, stubborn boy that never likes to accept any help from any one, even his closest friends.

"Harry, you can come here for at least a while!" Hermione said over the Floo network. She had been insistent on it over the past few times Harry checked in on them. He always did love his friends a lot and would never endanger them or little Rose in any way,

"Hermione, no! I told you I don't want to be a trouble for Ron and you. You have your own family to think about now." It was true, but it was hard to almost resist just saying yes to hide within them. He might have been independent, but that didn't mean he wasn't really tired of not having a normal life.

"Okay, whatever Harry. Where are you headed to next? When will you be able to talk again next?"

"I don't truly know. I've thought about going to America since maybe there would be a less likely chance of people recognizing me. I have no idea where I would go once there, though."

"Hmm. Give me a min." She disappeared from the fire place for a few minutes. When she finally came back, Harry was starting to ache from bending over in the fireplace. "Okay! I have a place you can go in America. It'll be in a little town called Forks. It'll be a small kind of house, but since it will be just you, it should do fine. I'll get it and use your bank to help pay for it, but it will be in my name so there are no leads back to you or your whereabouts. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything and it should all be done by tomorrow. Now," she said, "there are also some jobs in that area when I looked up that place. You can work at the high school if you want as a teacher or custodian."

He considered it. Did he really want a job, especially at a school of all places? What would and could he teach? He knew little to almost nothing of the Muggle school stuff since he had not attended Muggle school in seven years. He knew the basics but if he wanted to be a teacher, he would definitely have to catch up along with the class with reading. He determined immediately that he was NOT being a janitor.

"Or," Hermione broke his thoughts about the choice, "you can be a student and go to school. You look young enough to be 16 and could definitely pass as that age. Getting the fake documents to prove it too wouldn't take much either."

He considered being a student then. He agreed with her that he could pass as one and he would definitely be learning all he could while there. Did he really want to try that? He decided that may as well be. Not much could go wrong. He hoped any way.

"Okay, I'll be a student and might as well since I never learned anything much after Primary School. Once you secure the house and stuff, I'll move there and then enroll as a student the following day since I'll need to get everything situated. Thank you so much Hermione. You truly are a great best friend."

She smiled and said, "Any time. Ron is still at work so I'm sorry he hasn't come in. I thought by the time we settled all this he would—"

Just then a loud CRACK happened behind Harry. He jumped up and knew that the door down stairs had been knocked down. He bent down and said rather quickly, "I have to go Hermione. They found me again. Talk to you as soon as I can. Thank you!"

With that said he cut the connection, pointed his wand at the chimney, and made the chimney fall in on itself so that Hermione couldn't get to him or Them get to her. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs and got ready to apparate as the door busted open and for a second before that suffocating feeling took over, he thought he saw blood red eyes, eyes that were looking to kill, from under the cloaked figure. Several other pairs were different colors, but the red ones were the most noticeable.

The suffocating engulfing-in-a-tube feeling took over and he was gone from the room leaving nothing important behind

Edward ran through the woods after the deer that he was hunting. He was thirsty and needed it. He hadn't eaten in a while and finally with almost little effort got his prize. He pounced and took it down. Biting the animal and then snapping its neck. The blood rushed into his mouth and his thirst died away slowly, but surely.

Around him were the woods of Forks, very deep into the woods. Emmett, Jasper and Alice were around here too since they needed to feed as well. He walked away from the body of the deer and went to a nearby log and sat down. The body would be fine here because hunters never came out this far into the woods. Thoughts of depressing matters plagued his mind in ravenous hunger trying to consume him now that the burning of not feeding was gone.

Edward was always brooding really. He wanted to find his love, his soul mate. Being the only one in the 'family' without someone to love and cherish like Emmett and Rosalie, Esme and Carlisle, and Alice and Jasper. Mostly, he did not think of it and kept his mind on other matters less trifling.

He heard footsteps and that snapped him out of his reverie. Alice and Jasper came into view holding hands on one side of him while another set of footsteps told him Emmett had appeared from another with a claw ripped shirt.

"That was enjoyable. Found a mountain lion and he put up a good chase," Emmett said chuckling.

"Ready to go?" Edward asked to the three others when they were beside him. They all nodded and raced to the house in blurs of motions as swift as lightning, but with extreme grace.

They were at the house in a matter of minutes. Edward took an unneeded sigh and went in after the rest of his family. He walked to his piano in the room and started to play Clair de Lune on it. He played it and some other that he changed from minor keys to major keys.

Esme walked into the room and Edward knew what she was about to say before she said it, but still remained seated at the piano playing till the music was done. Mind reading had its advantages. He tried to distract himself most of the time but he could always hear a buzzing in a distant manor.

"Edward, Its almost time for school. You better go change and get clean," Esme said with a motherly voice. She was right due to the fact the sun was rising. She really did love her family and would always be like that. Just being there and being a matronly figure was a big desire for her. Always caring and truly sympathizing with Edward because of course she knew what was wrong with him. Mothers always knew what was wrong.

She flashed him with a warm sympathizing smile that only Esme could give him. He walked up the stairs and into his bedroom to get clothes. He sat down on his couch in the room and thought to himself 'He will someday find his love. Till then, carry on.'

First time writing and Publishing. Hope you guys like it. This is just the prologue. R&R. Thanks! Hope to get some awesome responses. Should Bella be in the picture shortly after Harry comes in? Or should she never be in this story? Maybe Edward will never take notice of Harry? or maybe he fights his heterosexual desires to keep away from Harry? WE SHALL SEEE! MUAHAHAHAHA