DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight Series. I don't necessarily like the latter but my girly friends do so screw it.

Chapter 1-

Harry felt like he was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares he used to have.

The ones where he had to run for miles… run until his lungs burst… but like those nightmares, he couldn't make his body move fast enough. His legs seemed to move slower and slower as he fought his way through the Forbidden Forest, but the moon's movement didn't slow.

But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmares, Harry wasn't running for his life; he was racing to save something infinitely more precious.

Harry's own life meant little to him that day.

Death had whispered there was a good chance 'they' would both die here. Perhaps the outcome would be different if they weren't trapped by the deem moon's light; only he was free to run across this deem and dark forest.

And he couldn't run fast enough.

So it didn't matter to him that they were surrounded by extraordinarily dangerous enemies. As the moon began to disappear out the night sky, Harry knew he was too late—and he was glad something bloodthirsty waited in the wings. For in failing at this, Harry forfeited any desire to live.

The moon disappeared, and the whole nightmare had succumbed into the darkness.

A/N: Such a short chapter, and borrowed at that but I'm trying to clash two different stories into one. And its getting harder than I thought as I wish not to disappoint you readers. So with that, Chapter 2 will be longer and less Twilight and more mine and just sprinkled with Twilight and Harry Potter.

A/N 2: Also, see my profile for the Poll of what you readers wish to happen to Harry and his 'love life'. :)

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