Bitten by a Wizard?[Crossover] [Open]

[Cup Cakes With Fish]

My hair is red and I am freckled...

"Blimey, Harry, not to sound like Hermione, but aren't you a little over suspicious. Arron's just some innocent little artist kid. I mean, anyone can have blond hair and blue eyes and pale skin, and pull a mandrake out of a pot on accident. He saved my life! That Emmet brute, he was going to kill me! Got all angry and huffed up, and bloody hell he was going to punch me out, but Arron pulled the mandrake, to scare the big fellow out of it, I suppose. It was an accident that my 'muffs fell off when I slammed into the floor." He beamed. "Hey I remembered!"

Ron's blues picked up Harry's green orbs still staring at his forehead. "You know, you made your point about people staring at your head first year, don't have to prove it again." He raised one ginger eyebrow and frowned. "Did you just say that White is Malfoy's git? How d'you know? I mean, bloody hell, mate, they may have the same hair, eyes and skin, but it doesn't make sense!" He bit his lip, trying to htink, it was hard, he'd just woken up, after all! "Arron'd have to be one of Malfoy's' relative's son. Someone who had hooked up with Lucius before he married Narcissa, and the only one who that could be is Bellatrix. But Arron would've been disowned because he got put in Ravenclaw, and changed his name to white instead of Malfoy or Lestrange, 'cause Lucius wouldn't want him 'cause of Narcissa and Bellatrix cast him out, most likely left him on the doorstep to Honeydukes, hwich is why they took him in."

He folded his arms. "I mean, it really..."

He looked up at Harry. "It really adds up. Bloody hell."
But he shrugged. "But then the Cullens are Death Eaters too, because Emmet was the one who tried to kill me, which would've given Arron the excuse to pull the mandrake." He narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brow. "And you wouldn't want to accuse them 'cause you've taken a liking to Miss Alice."

Who am I?
I'll tell you who in the bloody hell I am.
I am Weasely, hear me roar!

[_IceGoddess15_]

Announcement

We're havin' a time skip to a week from today. So...
The Cullens have now been in school for a whole week. They've got their schedules figured out.

First Block:
Potions
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Charms
:: Lunch ::
Divination or Herbology
Free period

Now, for the Hogwarts students...it's time for the First Quiddich Match of the Year!
Slytherin vs Gryfindor.

The Hogwarts Headmaster has disappeared?! Buisiness trip.
Also, the Divination teacher left....why? No one knows.

More students are leaving because their parents are taking them out of school.

Some of the teachers are worried though...this Quidditch match is a great distraction for the students for all the horrors of the world.

Something dark is looming over Hogwarts
Who can be trusted?

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Alice awoke, her eyes a very abnormal violet. She smiled as she watched them change back to gold, and she finished the animal blood in her wine glass... It looked like real wine luckily- so Alice made the glass disappear. She pulled on the actual uniform, but the skirt was shorter and tie was tiny. She smiled and pulled on some knee-high black and white converse as she headed off to breakfast- she was sick and tired of the school but still 'danced' in the halls with that graceful smile plastered on her face.

Lately many people badgered her even more for answers- it was annoying. and she figured out she was in Ravenclaw for her smarts.. And also because she could use on average 1,254 items in a room to kill a person... But, thats not including the room itself. Alice held a cat in her arms- it was the only animal she would never kill... Besides dogs. She loved dogs and cats! And wolves. Alice 'danced into the halls to grab a piecce of toast... And with that she walked off tot he outside areas, after quickly changing into black leggings, a black tight tank top, and black ballet flats.. Her hair was in a wig, that she had used magic to keep on her head.. It looked like her real hair- but longer and curled in ringlets. She began to dance- in an empty room... People smiled as they passed by the glass door, a boy smashed into a pillar.

Alice did this to get away from the annoying people- and so she could dance without interruptions.. She was sure someone was going to walk in any second, so Alice danced at a normal person speed. She smiled as she pulled her leg up high- it looked impossible when she did it.. She was also very glas that the room was empty- and hardwood. Alice danced and danced as her cat ly in the corner sleeping..

[[short, but something to hopefully get this started up again. to see what alice looks like, just look up actress ashley greene with long hair.]]

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[Cup Cakes With Fish]

Gryffindor: Heartfelt loyal, eats snakes for breakfast, and kicks Voldemort a**.

Ron woke up and threw open the curtains. Dawn of a new day, Potions first thing in the morning unfortunatelly, but first, breakfast. Delicious sausage patties and pancakes and toast and eggs and bacon. Excellent. The gangly teenager showered, very quickly, always did when he was hungry. Pulled on the slacks, buttoned up the white shirt(leaving a couple open so the neck wouldn't be too tight), and throwing the tie around his neck, not bothering to tie it properly. Ron wasn't good with ties, he never undid them, but this one had slipped undone.

"Harry." He called, shaking his best friends shoulder. "Wake up! First class is sausage-Potions-and we've got to get lunch-I mean dinner- I mena breakfast! Get up, get up, get up!" Grinning slyly, Ron ripped the covers off the bed and opened the windows. Cold air shot through, and Ron, fully clothed, sat down in a chair and waited for the morning ritual. Ron attempts to wake Harry, no response, opens windows and rips off covers, Harry shoots out of bed and hits his head. A little cursing, a little scuffle. "Fun."

Want to piss me off or mess with my friends?
Then bloody hell, how 'bout a poke in the eye with a sharp stick?

[dustf1ng3r]

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I'll cast some spells with the flick of my wand,
defeat the Dark Arts, yeah bring it on!

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☆Harry James Potter☆
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Harry was being followed. He was walking through a corridor in Hogwarts, but he wasn't at all sure what part of the castle he was in. His wand was drawn, his had clasped tensely around it. He could hear footsteps behind him...

Suddenly, Harry's scar exploded in pain. Before him, he saw two slitted, red eyes. Harry tried to look away but he couldn't - his gaze was trapped in theirs, and the longer he looked, the more pain it caused him. An unmistakable high-pitched, cold voice boomed throughout the hallway as the red eyes' gaze intensified.

I know where you are... and you won't be there much longer...

Harry was shaking... or being shaken? His scar burned worse than it even had before in his life, and his eyes shot open, revealing his four poster bed. Harry jumped up, shaking violently and smashed his head. Seeing spots, Harry grabbed blindly for his glasses as tears streamed from his eyes and his head throbbing in time with his scar.

When Harry finally pulled himself together, he got dressed and followed Ron to the breakfast table. He caught a glimpse of himself as he walked past a mirror, and he was alarmed at what he saw. He had dark circles under his eyes and he was pale as a sheet of paper. His hair was a mess, more so than usual. Save for the golden eyes, he looked remarkably like one of the Cullens. Harry found this both amusing and a bit scary...

Harry took his usual seat at the table, next to Ron and across from Hermione. He took a plate, but like usual he wasn't hungry. He had far too much on his mind to even consider eating. He knew he looked awful, but he couldn't muster up the strength to care. Voldemort knew where he was, and he was coming for him. Soon. But how? And how much time did they have left? Harry debated on telling Ron and Hermione, but there were too many people around, even if they used the Muffliato charm.

After a while of this, Harry silently excused himself, wanting to occupy himself with something else. He wandered around for a little while until he heard music playing. It wasn't like music he'd ever heard before, so he followed - glad to have something to do. Eventually, the music lead him to a small classroom on the far end of the castle. He opened the door quietly, looking inside. He was surprised and pleased to see Alice inside, dancing to the strange music.

Feeling like he was interrupting a very private moment, he went to leave, but not before coughing softly - maybe Alice wanted to see him?

and I'll do it all with my best friend Ron

'cause together

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The music she was dancing to was very.. Classical. Piano only. It was nice to dance to of course. Alice smiled as she did her spins and turns of the such, exactly to the rythm of the song. She smiled, as a girl from New York in America named Veronica was sending her some thoughts. Alice replied back- the two were very much alike. they both had grace to their step, and both could see the future.. But Alice was soo much shorter than the girl.

Harry entered- but Alice did not notice.. Or so it seemed. She was completely aware of his presence, but acted as if she wasn't.. She did one more spin and then turned to 'notice' Harry.. He looked awful today. He looked very tired of course, and he had dark circles under his eyes. Alice stood in shock for a second, the used a very 'surprised look' on her face. "Oh! Hello.. Harry, you look awfully tired. Oh- something just popped into my mind. We never got to have that talk you wanted to do.. Want to go now?" Alice asked with a smile on her graceful face.

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[dustf1ng3r]

I'll cast some spells with the flick of my wand,
defeat the Dark Arts, yeah bring it on!

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☆Harry James Potter☆
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Harry hung his head at Alice's mention of his appearance. He did look terrible. "I don't sleep well these days."

Harry had been having nightmares for the past week. Always the same, except for the voice. That part was new. Something about being with Alice was calming him down. He felt... safe. And there was something about the way she danced...

"I'd like that, it's about time we talked," Harry said. "I had my doubts in the beginning, to be honest, but I have a feeling you've been put here to keep you and your family safe."

Harry met her eyes, losing his thoughts for a moment. "I have to ask. You've mentioned it before, but I feel like there's something missing. What exactly do you remember before you came here?"

and I'll do it all with my best friend Ron

'cause together we're totally awesome!

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Alice smiled, holding up a finger. She went to the restroom and changed quickly, back into the uniform. She then came out with a smile. "Again? Alright.. Well, I was at a large manor. A wisp of blonde hair is all I saw- it was like.. White blonde. Just then, a woman.. I think it was madame Pomfrey. She quickly grabbed my arm, looking frantic.. And I we apparated a mile from Hogwarts. After all that, we got to the school on foot, then on a Thestral. Such beautiful, magnificent creatures. All.. Black and wispy...

Of course, I was very confused by it all. I was told something, but I am sorry Harry, I cannot tell you. My family was not sent here for protection, our father wanted us to go here. Anything else you would like to know Harry?" Alice asked, totally pushing off a few things.. She knew his next questions already- they were floating around in his aura, and her visions.

Alice smiled as the walked outside- luckily covered by shade. Alice brought Harry back inside very lightly.. The sun was out. "OH, I was meaning to ask. I heard about this 'Room of Requirement'. BOys have asked me to go there many times.. I always rejected, but now I am curious. Do you know where it is?" Alice asked, with a wonderous smile.

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[Cup Cakes With Fish]

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A R R O N ㄨ L u c i a n ㄨ M a r c e l l o ㄨ W H I T E

Arron stumbled down the stairs, skin sheet white and cold. Everything about him felt as white as his putrid last name. Instead of his usual honey blonde hair, his was white blond. Damn this inferior potion! She assured me that my appearance would be fine as long as I didn't get sick! Of course, someone just had to get sick! Curse this frail boy's body, it's always under the weather! I can't wait to get out of it! He sniffed, and rounded a corner, head down, eyes like ice chips instead of sky blue.

The boy looked up just before coming into contact of a couple. It was Alice and Potter. He shook a few strands of stray white blond hair out of his diluted eyes. "Going for a walk so early?" He asked, even his voice becoming more like the signature Malfoys. This is bad, it's the first step to reverting back to my normal self. First Arron, then Malfoy, then my hair and eyes will change, then my body, and then I'm me again! This is bad. "The sun is hardly up, it's far too shady and cold. You'll catch one if you're not careful, Alice." He murmured, making it clear he didn't care if Potter caught one.

[dustf1ng3r]

[[Sorry its a shortie. cupcakes, im not really sure whats going on with arrons appearance, changing hair because he's sick because he took a potion? sorry, just trying to make sure i understand, thanks!]]

I'll cast some spells with the flick of my wand,
defeat the Dark Arts, yeah bring it on!

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☆Harry James Potter☆
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"I know, I'm sorry I keep asking Alice. It just seems so strange that you would just be pulled into this magical world without notice. There's got to be something..."

Before Harry could answer Alice's question about the Room of Requirement (and try to explain to himself why he was upset with the fact that other boys had asked her there) they were interrupted by none other than Arron White.

Taking a protective step in front of Alice, Harry pulled out his wand and glared at Arron. "What the hell do you want, White? Or should I just call you Malfoy? You're looking more and more like him ever day now. Tell me, whats dear Draco been up to lately?"

and I'll do it all with my best friend Ron

'cause together

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Alice was surprised by events going on. She stepped out from behind Harry with a smile. "Whoa.. You guys. Arron, thank you for the concern but.. I haven't gotten sick, not once, in ten years. Harry.. As we need to finish our talk, I am sorry Arron, we must go.." Alice walked with Harry to a different hall with a smirk- why didn't the two like eachother? Alice sat down on a bench with a graceful smile- as she looked up to Harry. "Now.. Do you mind if you can show me this room of requirement? I want to know why boys seem to want to go there with me.

The first one was a Slytherin- Vincent Crabbe I believe? It was very awkward. The there was.. Some Hufflepuff boy- I don't know his name, but he knew mine. Another few boys... It was wierd. I want to know what the room is- at my old wizarding school, it was different. We didn't have a room like it." Alice said with a smile, as she thought about everything going on.

"But also, how come you don't like Arron? He seems like a nice boy." Alice said, as she tightened her Ravenclaw tie a bit. She knew exactly why- but of course, she was not supposed to. Alice had a vision of Arron and Harry sort of in a fight in the GreatHall, screaming at each other.. Alice would come in and stop it of course- but with a little too much force. Alice had to make sure that wouldn't happen, for the secrets sake.

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A R R O N ㄨ L u c i a n ㄨ M a r c e l l o ㄨ W H I T E

Arron fumed silently as they waltzed away. How dare that girl, if only I could get past this pitiful body and beat her within an inch of her life, or past it! Girls like her always made me angry, especially the hoity toity model types who always used to mock Slytherin. Anyone from Gryffindor is an intolerable pest, Hufflepuff are useless, and Ravenclaw are to damn smart for their own good! At least Arron Lucian Marcello White here has the smarts that come with his house, but that's his only redeeming quality, at least my guts make up for his wuss factor.

The pale boy stormed over to the window and yanked open his bookbag. With a distainful sniff, he took all of his artist colors and special prints and tossed them down to the courtyard. Blue eyes glanced for only a second before tugging the sketch of Alice Cullen from its rings. Down went the book into the lake. "Filthy thing, no matter how much Arron wants you, all he'll get is your head on a platter." He hissed, crumpled it up, and threw it, not caring where it went.

The lanky boy flit down the hallyway, chasing after the pair. He caught up just as they reached the Great Hall. "Potter, I'd like a word. In the Great Hall, now. No one will be over by the windows." He said icily, glaring at the other male like he was crap on the bottom of an expensive shoe. "It concerns your precious Voldemort, and whether or not your little blood traitor friends live another semester. I do believe you can leave Miss Cullen behind for a wee moment, unless she wants to have a serious discussion about the price on the Weasely's heads?"

[_IceGoddess15_]

Violet Claire Mercer

"Flow sweetly, hang heavy, you suddenly complete me. You suddenly Complete me."

Violet finished her potions homework during breakfast, it was easy enough. The class, she excelled in. She felt anxious all day due to the Quidditch match that would take place during the evening. They were down one player because most students left the school. Maybe not most, but a lot. Violet was the Chaser on the Slytherin team. A thought came into her mind and she wasn't able to push it away.

'I wonder if a Cullen...Emmett would be willing to play. I could teach him...he'd make a fine Beater...with his strength. Violet chewed her thumb nail as she thought about it. She passed the blonde Hufflepuff, Jasper? Yeah, Jasper. He always looked like he was in pain. She often saw him in the Library, his eyes with dark circles beneath them. Everyday she saw a new book in his hands...she wondered what he was studying so intently.

Now she needed to find Emmett....She blew her bangs out of her face. It was going to be a long day.

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[dustf1ng3r]

I'll cast some spells with the flick of my wand,
defeat the Dark Arts, yeah bring it on!

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☆Harry James Potter☆
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Harry felt himself blushing. Alice wanted him to take her to the Room of Requirement? Although, she didn't exactly know what she was asking. He felt a little embarrassed having to explain to her that the Room of Requirement was often used by students who wished to have some 'alone time' with each other.

"Uh... well, the Room of Requirement is a bewitched room on the seventh floor. Basically, if it sees someone coming who needs something, it will turn itself into whatever that person needs. Dumbledore once told me that it turned into a bathroom for him on one of his nightly walks."

Harry's face fell as he realized once more that Dumbledore wouldn't be taking any more nightly strolls through the corridors of Hogwarts. He felt like he should be used to Dumbledore's absence by now, but even thinking about him was like reopening an old wound.

"Anyways, I'm pretty sure the guys that have asked you to go there wanted to use the Room to have... er... privacy. Did you want to see the Room for yourself?"

Harry was blushing furiously now, and refused to meet Alice's eye. It wasn't like he planned to use the Room for the same purposes as the other guys. He though once again of Ginny, waiting for him back at the Burrow. He would see her over Christmas break, but he missed her presence every day. Thinking of her calmed him down, and his blush disappeared. What he and Ginny had was special, and it wasn't something a walk with a new girl could change - even if she was an attractive new girl. Harry felt a little ashamed for thinking like that, but he couldn't help it. Alice was attractive...

Before Alice could respond, Harry realized they weren't alone. Arron White was back again, and he wanted to talk to Harry... about the safety of the Weasleys?

"I'm sorry Alice, this will have to wait. Please, don't follow me. This isn't something I want you mixed up in. And I mean it, please don't follow," Harry said, and then leaned in so only Alice could hear. "If things get ugly, you might not like what you see."

With that, he turned to face Arron, wand drawn and ready. He walked over to him, never once looking away, his wand pointed at Arron's chest.

"Shall we?" Harry said angrily.

Arron had better watch out if he was going to try something on Harry right now. It was one thing to try and harm Harry - he had taken so much throughout his life it was almost nothing - but when it came to Ron and Hermione or anyone else close to Harry, Arron had another thing coming for him. Even though Ron claimed it was Emmett who tried to kill him, Harry knew otherwise. Arron had messed with Ron's memory, and rather than make things worse for Ron by trying to convince him, Harry dropped the topic, but not before he had consulted with Hermione about finding a charm or spell to reverse the effects.

After a few minutes of walking with Arron, they arrived at the Great Hall. Arron was wrong - the Great Hall was still abuzz with people eating breakfast before classes, so Harry walked straight through the busy room and into a corridor just outside the doors. If need be, Harry would use the crowded room to his advantage later - more witnesses to a fight sometimes were helpful.

"All right, White. You know you've got me right where you want me. Tell me why the Weasleys are in danger."

and I'll do it all with my best friend Ron

'cause together we're totally awesome!

[Cup Cakes With Fish]

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A R R O N ㄨ Tillbaerx ㄨ Reslanteg ㄨ W H I T E

Arron whipped out his wand: bone white, long, slender, and probably all too shocklingly familiar to Harry. It was modeled specifically after The Dark Lords wand, right down to a phoenix feather core. "Quite frankly, Potter, they're in danger for being associated with you. It is all too simple, I really can't see why you're so blind to it! Little wee Potty is going to be so sad when all of his friends up and die!" He hissed, a mad glint in his eyes which were darker now, almost heading toward a brown hue. "When the Dark Lord rises to his true power, he will finally bring your death! I'd kill you now, but I am forbidden, it will be he who takes your life. I am here to make you suffer."

The light in the corridor made his skin look even paler, and his eyes in conttrast, darker, as well as his hair. "You've been put through so much in you're terribly long life, Harry. The best way to get to you is through your friends!" Slender fingers toyed with the bone white wand, using it to trace a smoke snake in the air. "Really, Harry, you aren't a stupid boy. You figured out the Dark Lord was Tom Riddle, who am I, really?"

He turned on his heel, eyes chocolate brown for a heartbeat, then back to stormy gray. "Even if you figure it out, you cannot prove it. To everyone else, I am Arron Tillbaerx Reslanteg White, but to you I know Im someone else. You know, Potter, that I am not the innocent little boy everyone else sees. So who am I? Catch me if you can, like my name, I am elusive, seclusive, and sevretive. A bit mad, perhaps, but an elder child and a pureblood, Hid last lieutenant."

Harry's wand sparked, and Arron sneered. "Oh, he knows how to play, little baby Potter. I wonder if dear little Cedric Diggory ((OOC: LMAO edward was cedric)) knew how to play in the cemetary last year?"