Harry and Merope and the Mystery of Forks

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own any of these characters, only the plots and situations that you do not recognize.

Chapter 1

Harry and Merope arrived in what had become their normal modus operandi for traveling, stealth mode. It just made sense to them to remain undetectable until they were ready to be seen, as one never knew if they would appear in the middle of, say, a battle or a well populated shopping mall.

They had arrived silently on the edge of town, conveniently near a friendly sign that said, "The City of Forks Welcomes You."

Harry furrowed his eyebrows and said, "We've landed in a city named after cutlery, I was not anticipating that."

Smiling in response, Merope asked, "Well, what were you aiming for?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Harry responded with, "A boring place located in the United States that would remind us of home, but where we could be normal."

"Why in the world would you use that criteria, Harry?" huffed Merope as she crossed her arms over her chest, then took another look at the town they had arrived at.

Harry bowed his head in embarrassment and shuffled his feet a bit, but before he could respond, he felt Merope place her hand on his face, forcing him to raise his eyes to meet hers. "I'm sorry," she said. "I wasn't intending to make you feel bad. You've always been so confident in yourself, ever since I've known you, that sometimes I forget that certain remarks or tones can trigger your memories of your time with those awful Dursleys."

Forcing away his embarrassment, Harry said, "It was always a dream of mine to just be a normal person living a normal, boring life. No Chosen One. No Boy-Who-Lived. No Man-Who-Conquered. Just Harry." Harry shrugged and added, "I know after all of these years that I'm not normal and am likely to never be normal, but I thought it would be nice to try to be normal just this once, seeing as we have eternity to be extraordinary."

"I see," said Merope. "And you wanted a boring place that reminded you of England, why, exactly?"

Harry blushed a bit and mumbled, "It's really stupid now that I'm really thinking of it, because our last home was on the island at Potter's Refuge, which is nothing like the weather I'm seeing here."

Merope laughed at that and said, "You must have been just thinking about England itself as home, when you were looking for somewhere like home, and not the island, then."

"Yes, exactly," replied Harry with a small smile.

Merope gave him a smile back and let her hand fall down the length of his arm until she was holding his hand.

"Right," Harry said, "first things first. We need to find the local magical community so we can set up a vault at the local branch of Gringotts and get our muggle identities forged."

An hour later:

"Well, dear, when you decide you want to be somewhere normal, you certainly don't go at it by halves." said Merope with a laugh.

Harry scowled and said, "It's not as if I expected us to travel to an alternate dimension where magical communities don't exist."

"True," said Merope. "But on the plus side, that means there is definitely no magical version of yourself that needs to be rescued from awful relatives, although, even if there were, it's the year 2005, he would have already won the war and become another Master of Death, assuming those items would have existed here."

Harry said, "Thank Merlin for small miracles then. If there is a muggle version of me running around somewhere in this alternate dimension, he was most likely raised by his real parents and not in need of rescuing.

"Right. Well, it should not be too difficult to forge documents ourselves." said Merope.

Harry nodded in response and then added, "It's a good thing that we always keep large amounts of both muggle and magical money in our backpacks."

After popping back to Forks, Harry and Merope decided to find a deserted clearing and set up their tent and wards, so they could eat lunch and decide what they were going to do in Forks and how long they may want to stay.

Upon finding the perfect little meadow that seemed to be off the beaten path, they were stopped short. There in the middle of the meadow was a young man with untidy bronze hair and pale skin, said skin seemed to sparkle like diamonds.

Harry said, "Hmm. I've never seen a person that could sparkle like that, have you?"

Merope shook her head and said, "No, but I'm going to take a wild guess and say that he may not be entirely human, which is weird because we've landed in a world without a magical community, so I wonder what he could be. Good thing we never deactivated our stealth mode."

Harry nodded in agreement and said, "Well, I guess this meadow is not as secret as it first appeared. Maybe we should see if we can find a place in the opposite direction, maybe down close to that reservation in La Push?"

Merope shook her head and said, "At this point, I think we'd be better off apparating to the top of one of those mountains and setting up camp for the night. That way we can decide how we're going to present ourselves in Forks. That name still makes me want to giggle a bit."

Harry chuckled and said, "Me, too. Well, hold on tight and let's go.

30 Minutes Later:

After the tent and wards were all set up, Harry and Merope could be found sitting at the table in the dining area, after having made some club sandwiches for lunch.

"So are you still set on deaging ourselves and attending muggle high school?" asked Merope, just before she took a small bite out of her sandwich.

Harry shrugged in answer and chewed up the bite he had just taken, before responding with, "I'd like to. Even after all of these years, I've never finished muggle school. It could be interesting."

Merope gave him a thoughtful look and asked, "How young are you thinking of going?"

"I'm not really sure yet," said Harry.

Merope said, "You know, if we go too young, people are going to get very suspicious about us if we don't both have parents that are also moving to town with us."

"That won't be a problem," said Harry, who then took another bite of his sandwich.

Merope raised an eyebrow in question and asked, "And pray tell, why won't that be a problem?"

Harry swallowed and said, "Well, you do remember that we can basically create clones of ourselves, we could just age them up enough to pass for our parents."

"Harry James Potter Evan Jameson, whichever name you intend to use here. I refuse to pose as your sister." Merope said with a humph, giving Harry a glare and crossing her arms over her chest.

"What?" asked Harry. "Why in the name of Merlin would you think I expected you to pose as my sister?"

Merope closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation as she counted backwards from ten. Harry smiled at her in amusement.

After counting down, Merope opened her eyes and said, "You said to create clones of us to act as our parents."

"Yes," said Harry.

Merope narrowed her eyes and asked, "Would you care to elaborate? Because I'm having difficulty understanding how we are to be living together with parents and not be posing as siblings."

Harry smiled and said, "Well, they don't actually have to be our 'parents' they could be older siblings." Merope waved a hand, indicating he should elaborate more.

"For example, my older brother and your older sister, who each took custody of us after our parents were killed in a terrible accident, while they were vacationing together in the Bahamas. You see, our parents were best friends and we all were so close that we didn't want to be separated, so my older brother became my guardian, and he was dating your older sister who became your guardian. You and I are best friends, but more."

Merope gave Harry a thoughtful look and put her sandwich down before she asked, "How long did it take you to come up with that? And what will our 'siblings' do about jobs, and interacting with the citizens of this community?"

Harry finished his sandwich and wiped his hands and mouth on his napkin. "Well, I came up with it in about five minutes, but as far as how they'll interact with the community, I was thinking they would 'commute' to Seattle University, so there wouldn't be many reasons for them to interact with anyone local, because they'll be busy with college during the day. And in the evenings, they would be studying and taking care of the two of us."

Merope looked thoughtful for a moment as she nibbled on the remainder of her sandwich, and then spoke her thoughts aloud, "So we would need to purchase a home within walking distance of the school, create an elaborate illusion of the four of us moving in, and also create the illusion of our 'siblings' leaving for school in Seattle every day, while the two of us walk to school."

"That sounds about right," said Harry. "Anything more than that, I think it'd be easy enough to play by ear."

"And we can pretend to be our 'siblings' when they come to enroll us at school while we're busy unpacking." said Merope.

Harry nodded, "Now we just need to decide how old we'll be."

"Well, I think I should be a grade below you, but I don't want to be as young as a freshman," said Merope.

"Well, how about you'll be 16 and I'll be 17, that would put you as a sophomore and me as a junior; what do you think?" asked Harry.

"That should be doable," said Merope. Then she stood up and stretched, showing off her midriff to Harry, who was so distracted that he was holding his cup of tea midway between his mouth and the table as he stared at her, causing Merope to giggle and wink. Then she shook her hips a bit as she walked towards the bedroom.

It only took Harry about 15 seconds to come to and then he chased after her and wrapped her in his arms from behind, as he began kissing her down the side of her neck.

Meanwhile, a young looking girl with short black hair sat up with gasp, drawing the attention of her family members that were present in the room.

"What's wrong, Alice?" asked the girl's mother, Esme.

"I can't See," replied Alice, sounding slightly panicked.

The girl's boyfriend, Jasper, took her by the hand and tried to help calm her down and asked, "What do you mean you can see, sweetheart?"

"Jasper, I mean that I can't See, the future has gone all foggy, I don't know what's going to happen." Alice replied.

"Oh, my," Esme said softly, as she raised a hand up to her lips in shock.

A/N: Well, that's as much as I've gotten done for now. I don't know how often I'll be updating this story, since I've decided to try my hand at writing multiple stories at once, but I do hope I've made it interesting enough for even those of you who are not Twilight friends.