A/N: I have no knew ideas so this is basically a rewrite of Draco's new life. Also this is the first fic I've written in past tense so sorry for any tense inconsistencies

Chapter one - Bella

Draco Malfoy had been thinking about what the Dark Lord had asked him to do for weeks. To take the life of professor Dumbledore. Draco could not do it. Not only did He have a great respect for Dumbledore, he also had no intention of becoming a killer. Even if it was what his father expected him to do.

Draco wanted to be rid of the dark side of his life but the only way he could be was to leave the magical world. This bother Draco a great deal. He had no knowledge of the muggle world and would find it almost impossible to fit in. However, he did not want to be minion of the Dark Lord any longer so he had come up with a plan to escape. Regrettably he could not do it alone and the only person that could help him was the person that would want to do it least.

"Granger, could I have a word." He asked her after potions class. Weasley came to stand next to her, his arms across over his chest and his moth pulled into a frown.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Weasley spat Draco's name as if it tasted bitter on his tongue.

"I want a privet word with Granger." Draco managed to keep my tone neutral but failed to keep the leer from his expression.

Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy had a more than unfriendly relationship. Granger certainly didn't like Draco perhaps she even despised him. But she had every reason to. Draco had never treated her with a shred of decency or an ounce of respect and if she denied him his request he would not blame her. Draco's only hope was that her Gryffindor sensibilities would force her to understand Draco's situation and help him with his plan.

"It's alright Ron, I can handle myself. I'll meet you in the Grate Hall in a bit." Granger said, her eyes never leaving mine and her features morphing from an expression of scepticism to one of curiosity.

Weasley left and they were alone in the classroom.

"What do you want Draco?" Draco found it strange that she insisted on calling me by his first name even after all he had done to her. It seemed strangely intimate.

"I want to leave, and I need your help." Draco gets straight to the point.

"What?"

Draco roles up his sleeve and shows granger the mark there. Her eyes go wide as she realises the dark mark, the evil that radiates from it making her look sick.

"I can't do what he wants me to. I don't want to do what he has ordered me but I don't want to die. I know it's cowardly but it's the only way I can think of to get out is to leave. To leave the magical world. But I can't do it on my own."

They both remained silent for a long moment.

"Will you help me?" Draco finally broke the quite his voice trembling slightly his eyes becoming wet and threatening to overflow.

"Why should I help you?" Granger asks crossing her arms over her chest similarly to weasley just a moment ago.

As Draco looked upon Granger's uncertain features he thinks to himself that to even have a hope of getting her help he has to be brutally honest with her

"I've never truly despised you because of your muggle heritage. Perhaps I've been jealous on occasion due to your natural talent for magic and unfairly large intellect but all my shows of discrimination against you were mere acts to maintain the Malfoys pure blood image. And I'm truly sorry and one day I hope to l have the chance to earn your forgiveness. But I just want to get out from under my fathers thumb and to be able to lead my own life.

The tears that were threatening earlier have stained Draco's Cheeks

Granger's face becomes soft in an expression that she has never directed towards Draco before, "What do you need me to do?"

後で

As much as Draco's father had tried to bury the fact that they have muggle relatives it didn't stop Draco from fining out. Draco had no idea about the muggle world and he wouldn't be able to survive in that world without help.

The car, as Draco had recently learned it is called, pulled up outside the small house in the rainy town of Forks.

"Are you ready?" the social worker sat in the driver's seat asked him.

Draco leered at her for a short moment before taking a deep breath, "Yes, I'm ready." He replied.

They stepped out of the car. It was raining but they didn't get too wet during the short walk up the path and the door was opened almost the instant the social worker knocks on its pealing surface.

A man stood in the door way. His name is Charlie Swan, he is a distant uncle of Draco's and that is all Draco really knew about him.

"Good afternoon." the social worker greeted Charlie.

"Come in." Charlie said and they did.

Draco is introduced to Charlie by the social worker, pleasantries are swapped for half an hour or so and then she left with the reassurance of a cheek up in a few weeks.

After a few seconds of awkward silence Charlie spoke, "I guess I should show you to your room."

"Yes." Draco agreed.

Charlie left the kitchen and Draco followed him up the stairs.

"Your bedroom is next to Bella's." he said leading Draco into a sparsely decorated room. A desk with a lamp, a bed with sheets and a wardrobe all arranged in the tiny room.

"If you need anything just shout. Bella'll be back from school soon and then we'll all go out for dinner. Get to know each other a little better."

"Thank you." Draco said. Charlie left and Draco went to sit on the bed. He contemplated unpacking his suitcase. A few muggle clothes that Hermione had brought him and a couple of schooling text books so Draco could bush up on muggle subjects. Biology and maths were beyond him but he was fairly certain he would be able to catch up quickly, Hermione had helped him to cook up some highly illegal information retention potions and he had memorised most of basics of the sciences before he had left the wizarding world. English and Spanish should be a breeze and he wasn't quite sure what physical education entailed.

Draco took out the biology text book and lent back in the bed, holding the book over his face so he could look over the sections of the heart.

Draco woke suddenly at the sound of knocking on his door having fallen asleep a few hours prior. At first he was confused as to where he was until he remembered his new life and his new room.

"Draco, Bella's back." Charlie's voice came through the door, "Are you ready to go out to eat."

"Yes Mr. Swan. I'll be down in a minuet." Draco said. He went over to the mirror set into the wardrobe door to check he looked presentable. He had bags under his eyes and the tiredness etched into his face made him look a lot older than his sixteen years. Draco sighed to himself before making his way down to the kitchen.

"Draco this is Bella." Charlie introduced Draco to his daughter. She had long brunet hair and plain but attractive features and she was standing awkwardly in the kitchen, fingers fiddling with her long sleeves.

"Hi," Bella said.

"It's nice to meet you." Draco replied.

The three of them went out for dinner.

Draco didn't really know what to order never having eaten anything on the menu before so he opted for the first item on the list - hamburger and fries.

"I'm so sorry about your parents." Bella said while they were waiting for the food to arrive. They think Draco's parent's died in a car accident. Although the truth of being a slave to the Dark Lord is far worse in Draco's opinion.

"As am I." Draco replied.

"We're going to try are best to help you fit in here." Charlie said.

"Thank you Mr. Swan."

"Please, call me Charlie."

Draco nodded in reply.

There's an awkward silence as the waitress placed their respective plates of food in front of them.

"So are you looking forward to school tomorrow?" Charlie asked as Draco was cutting into his burger.

"Actually, I'm a little apprehensive." Draco admitted.

"Don't worry, I'll show you around." Bella said with a smile. It seemed genuine to Draco but her expression looked as anxious as he felt.

As they ate, there is more idle chat about the weather and Draco's flight and other mundane things.

They sat in silence during the car ride and when they arrived home Draco thanked Charlie for the meal and excused himself to bed.

Tomorrow was going to be a long day and Draco was still very tired from the long flight. It didn't take him long to fall asleep.

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After a quick stop at the school office to collect Draco's time table and a map of the school grounds – Draco could not help but think the map unnecessary for this tiny school and that is would have been much more useful to have received one when he was a first year at Hogwarts – Bella escorted him to his first lesson – Biology.

"Ok this is you," Bella said, "Good luck and I'll meet you in the cafeteria for lunch."

Draco nodded at her and she walked off, her gait the awkward stumble he had come to expect.

Draco took a deep breath and entered the classroom.

The room wasn't very big but it was full with students sitting at desks talking animatedly to one another. A few of them turned to stare at him. Draco just stood at the front of the room, not really sure what to do.

Someone rushed passed him and suddenly the class went quite as said person called "Good morning class." In a loud.

"Morning Mr. Bannon," the class called back.

Tuning to Draco as if he had only just noticed he was there, the teacher said, "Can I help you?"

"Yes," Draco replies a little unsure, "I'm new here." Draco passed the teacher the slip of paper the woman at the office had told him to get signed my all his teachers.

"Right, the new boy." The teacher sat in the chair behind the desk at the front of the room, "Why don't you introduce yourself to the class."

Draco sighed internally and turned to the class, not sure quite what to say.

"Hello," he started, "My name is Draco Malfoy, please call me Draco. I was born in England but I recently moved here to live in Forks with my uncle. It's nice to meet you all."

Draco turned to the teacher, done with his introduction. "It's nice to meet you too Draco. Why don't you sit next to Jean over there," he pointed to a red head girl sitting next to the only empty seat in the room.

Draco nodded at him and took his seat.

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Draco waited outside of the cafeteria for Bella contemplating his first three periods. Even after all the studying and information retention potions Biology went straight over Draco's head. Maths during second period was a little better, although still challenging it had a logic to it that Draco could follow. English literature was the same as it is in the Magical wold except with Muggle literature as opposed to Wizard literature and Draco had no qualms with the subject.

Bella came around a corner and greeted Draco with a small smile.

"How's it going?" Bella asked on the way into the Cafeteria.

"Not too bad," Draco answered honestly.

Draco followed Bella to the lunch line and grabbed a tray. He had only put a few items on his tray when there was a disturbing presence in the back of his mind. At first he couldn't place the feeling but after a moment he recognised the sensation of someone reading his thoughts.

Using occlumency he quickly blocked it out. And then he froze as the realisation came over him that if someone here had the ability to read his mind, someone from the magical world had found him.

Tray in hand Draco span around to see if he could search out the wizard in the room.

However, the sight that Draco was met with was much more fearful than any wizard. Sitting at the centre table was a vampire.

His skin was place and his beauty immeasurable, just like they had taught Draco at Hogwarts. He was staring right at him, his thick eyebrows pulled into and expression of curiosity.

Draco's knuckles where going white where he was gripping the tray. Draco hadn't realised he was holding his breath until his head started to feel light.

Draco took a step back, his back bumping into the counter behind him. He was completely venerable without his wand.

"Draco, are you alright?" Bella asked Draco but to his ears it sounded quiet and if coming for the other side of the room.

"Bella we need to get out of here." Draco whispered to her but he doesn't take his eyes from the foul creature.

"Draco, what's wrong."

"Just trust me, we need to leave now." The vampire's face morphed into a black expression and then he stood up.

Draco lost his nerve. He dropped his tray to the floor with a loud clattering that brought everyone's attention to him and then he ran.

He knew that he couldn't out-run the vampire and he knew there was nowhere safe he could hide but he could not just stand there and let that vampire tear him to shreds without a fight.

Draco could here foot steps behind him and Bella calling his name but he did not stop. He kept running until he was out of the cafeteria. He ran down the corridor and out of the school doors. He made it to the parking lot and then the vampire was stood in front of him a few meters away.

Draco stopped dead. "Stay away from me or I'll kill you." Draco did not have his wand but the vampire did not know that.

"Draco, what are you doing?" Bella said from behind him.

"Bella run." Draco urges her, a desperate tone to his voice.

"I'm not going to hurt you." The vampire said, his voice was a lot softer than Draco was expecting. The vampire took a fluid step closer.

"I warning you." Draco said, reaching for where his wand would be only to find it absent.

Tears where threatening to fall from his eyes - after all the trouble he had gone through to escape the magical world hew was going to die by the hands of a vampire - but if he showed any weakness it would definitely be over and he still had a slim chance of bluffing his way out.

"Draco, it's ok. It's just Edward." Somehow Draco had been so focused of the demon in front of him that he hadn't noticed Bella move pasted him. She was standing right next to the beast.

"You know his name?" Draco asked.

"Of course I know his name. He's my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Bella and Edward were touching and at any moment the vampire was going to sick his teeth into her pale flesh and drink until she was dead and there would be nothing Draco could do to stop it.

Draco couldn't hold back the tears any longer and they were running unadulterated down his cheeks, "Please Bella, it's just one of his tricks, you need to get away from him." There was no way that either of them would get out of this alive now, Draco had lost his feigned confidence and Bella was too close to run, but Draco had to try and do something.

Bella looks worriedly at Edward but not because of the fact that he's about to kill her but, like the way Draco's mother had looked to Draco's father when the Dark Lords had ordered him to kill professor Dumbledore, out of concern for Draco's wellbeing.

Draco, still focused on the vampire, did not notice the fourth person who sneaked past him until he was standing between him and the vampire, he was middle aged so Draco guessed he was a teacher.

"What's going on here?" the man asked in an authoritative tone.

Before Draco could say anything Bella stepped in, "Draco is just having a hard time adjusting to American school, so we just came out here for a chat."

The teacher looked at Draco sceptically. "Are you alright?" he asked.

Draco just didn't understand why this vampire hadn't attacked them yet. What was it waiting for?

"I don't mean to be rude sir but I think this is best if just Draco and I sort this out alone."

"I think I'd like to return to the school with the professor." For some reason the vampire was not attacking them and Draco wanted to get away for him before he changed his mind.

"Ok," the teacher said.

It took all of Draco's confidence to turn his back on the demon and then they walk back to the school.

There was a small crowd of students standing by the entrance, all staring at Draco. The teacher told them to scatter and they did.

Once back inside the teacher asked again is Draco was ok.

"Yes sir, I'm ok. I'm just going to get to my next lesson."

"Ok." The teacher said and Draco walked of towards his next class arriving only twenty minuets early.

The rest of the school day past in a blur until Draco found himself sitting in Bella's red truck, next to a very agitated Bella.

"Draco," Bella began as she pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road, "What the hell happened between you and Edward at lunch?"

Draco was still confused by those particular events seeing as he is still alive and he said as much to Bella "I really don't know."

"You were fine one minuet but as soon as you saw Edward you freaked out. You threated to kill him, that's not normal behaviour towards someone you've nerve met."

"Sorry he just seamed…dangerous. I don't know. How long have you been seeing him?"

"A couple of months now."

"And he's never done anything…" Draco did not know how to end the sentence.

"No he's never done anything to hurt me."

Draco could not understand how that was possible. He did not know if Bella knew Edward was a vampire but he knew telling her would put her in serious danger so he decided to keep it to himself.

"Can you not tell Charlie about what happened today. I don't want him to worry over me."

"Ok. Draco, Edward's not going to hurt you."

Draco could not trust Bella's words, even if so far all the evidence pointed towards the fact that she was telling the truth. Draco did not reply, instead he looked out of the passenger side window at the small houses of the town. He missed home, at least Forks' weather was similar.

"So anything else interesting happen today?"

"Not really, but I need to get a few books."

"Like what?"

"I need the books we're are studying in English literature."

"Which ones?"

Draco fumbles though his bag for the list his English teacher gave to him third period.

"Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, George Orwell's 1964 and Margret Atwood's a handmaid's tale."

"I think I have Frankenstein somewhere…"

"And I need a few textbooks for Maths and Spanish."

"No problem, we can order them online when we get back."

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Draco spent the next few days at school trying to stay as far away from Bella's boyfriend as possible and almost had another panic attack when he bumped into one of Edward's siblings in the hall.

He found out later from Bella that Edward had four siblings attending the school. Draco avoided all five of them like his life depended on it, which it did, and managed to stay off their radar.

Soon it was the weekend. Draco had spent three days at the school and there had been no reports of anyone going missing or anyone being attacked my animals. He was not going to trust the vampires but he was beginning to think Bella was right when she said Edward was not going to hurt him.

It was Saturday and it was late, the sun had set and everyone had retired to their bedrooms for the night. Draco had not received any homework on Friday, yet he sat at his desk with the lamp on and his biology textbook open. He really had to get his head around this particular science if he wanted to fit into the muggle world.

He was reading over the stages of mitosis but it wasn't sinking in. he let his forehead fall to the open book worth a sigh.

Without warning the uncomfortable brush of someone reading his mind caused Draco to sit upright again.

He immediately blocked his thoughts. This had not happened since his first day of school. In fact he had completely forgot about it happening after the vampire in the cafeteria incident.

Had someone already found him? Were they monitoring him from a far? Waiting for the moment to tell the Dark Lord that he isn't dead.

A knock on his bedroom door broke Draco out of his reprieve.

"Who is it?" Draco asked tiredly.

A soft voice came from behind the door, "It's Edward." Draco's blood froze.

A/N: writing in past tense is supposedly makes for better literature. if you want to know why I refer you to your search engine of choice...