Destiny's Imprint

By: Furface

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight OR Harry Potter!

Ginny's POV

Chapter 1- The Familiar Unknown

I make my way through the mud calmly. I don't really mind that it's raining. I'm already soaked, there's nothing I can do about it.

I'm not lost, or at least, I don't think I am. Everything seems so familiar, yet I have no idea where I am. I know where I'm going, I know the way, I just don't know how I know it. I feel like I should recognize all this though, like I should be familiar with it all. I've never been here though….

I wake up to find myself shivering. A thin blanket has been spread over me. I sit up. I'm seated on the pavement next to an empty road. I have no idea how long I've been here, or how I got here. I remember going to sleep in my dormitory in Hogwarts, then I fell asleep. Now I'm here. I don't know where I am, but yet, it all seems so familiar. Just like in my dream...

People are staring at me, trying, but failing, to avert their eyes. They too, must be wondering how I arrived.

I hug my knees and try to assess the situation.

I must have been here for a while, because I'm really thirsty and hungry. My clothes are all tattered and covered in dirt. My hair is ridiculously knotty.

I sigh and try to brush my hair with my fingers. I realize it's a lost cause within seconds.

Time passes slowly. I have nothing to do, no one to talk to.

Then I feel a sort of worry building up inside me. My intuition is telling me to run, but I don't have enough energy. I scramble up into a standing position, leaning against the wall for support. Instinctively, my hands start to fumble in my pocket for my wand. They fumble for a few seconds. Then it hits me.

How? Where could I have left my wand? What if some muggle picked it up? The wizarding world could be in danger because of me. I start to hyperventilate. I'm defenseless without my wand, and something is definitely coming. Something dangerous.

And suddenly, a small crowd is in front of me.

There are two adults, a tall, sleek brunette, and an equally tall and handsome blonde man.

Then there are three girls in their teens, three boys in their teens (who I assume are their boyfriends) and a small girl who looks around seven years old.

They are all smiling at me warmly. I try to smile back but I am too scared. What if this is a ruse? My intuition tells me that they're dangerous, but my eyes are telling me something totally different.

"I'm Esme." The woman said, holding out her hand for me to shake. I jumped at the sound slightly, but I didn't want to be rude, so I shook her hand.

"I'm Ginny." I replied. I was slightly confused when recognition flickered across her face. Maybe I had just imagined it, but she seemed to know me. I convinced myself that I had imagined it.

Esme smiled encouragingly as everyone else introduced themselves and shook my hand. The man was called Carlisle, and the teenagers were called Jasper, Alice, Bella, Edward, Rosalie and Emmett. The seven year old was called Renesmee. I couldn't help smiling as I reached down to shake her hand, she was so sweet and polite.

What happened next was not something I could've ever foreseen, and I felt my eyes widen in surprise as it occured.

The second my hand touched Renesmee's, a small flow of thoughts entered my mind. They definitely weren't my thoughts. They seemed to be memories. Most of them were of a tall boy with black hair. It was only when I saw the boy turn into a red wolf that I jumped away from the girl.

"What was that?" One of the teenagers, a slim girl with long brown hair, came forward and pulled Renesmee behind the group where she started to scold the small girl. Carlisle made his way towards me.

"Come with me. I'll take you to my house. I'll explain everything." I don't know why, but I believed him.

We arrived after a short walk. The house was huge. It was beautiful. It left me speechless.

I was led inside and shown into a bedroom. It was a cozy little bedroom. Not furnished very lavishly or anything, but it was still stylish and homey, exactly how a bedroom should be.

Carlisle motioned for me to sit down.

"Are you going to tell me what just happened?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." And those were his final words to me before he lifted my arm and sank his teeth into it.

Author's note:

I will be working on another chapter. Please review as this is my first fanfic and I would like to know if it's good at all. Thanks!