Harry worked on his homework, thinking about the girl that sat by him in math class. What had she meant? How could she tell he was going to die when his own mother didn’t even know yet?! Harry groaned as he realized that he still had to tell his mother and Remus. He bit his lip, and finished up his math: he’d deal with his mother when the time was right. Until then, he had to do his work and pretend like everything was okay. After all, Remus would be able to tell that something was wrong. Lily would be as oblivious as always, but he had to tell her. It would be obvious soon, but at least she would have more time to get used to it this way.

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Edward sat in his English class, puzzling over the mortal that had booted him from his head. Mortals couldn’t do that! Was he another vampire? The Volturri had promised not to bother them, but they had been known to lie before. After all, look what they had done to Bella… He looked up at the clock by the door, counting the minutes until he could ask Alice what she had seen coming for them and the little mortal.

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The bell rang and Harry stood up quickly. The blood rushed from his face and he paled dramatically. The world spun for a moment then righted itself as he started to walk to his next class. Dear God, I hope that doesn’t happen again today. He shook his head briefly, and walked to his Economics class. The day sped by in a blur. He sat with Erik at lunch and met all of the other boy’s friends. Angela was a nice girl, quiet enough to be a miracle in this school. Next to her, Jessica was chattering at him, reminding him of a chipmunk. He giggled at the thought, causing her to pause briefly before rushing on more confidently. As the dark haired boy glanced around the cafeteria, tuning out Jessica’s chatter, he saw the girl from math class. She was whispering something into the ear of a blond haired boy, and glancing at the bronze haired boy walking into the cafeteria. Harry’s breath caught in his throat at the sight of the boy walking to the girl’s table. He was beautiful, if not god-like. Messy hair hung in his eyes, and oh his eyes! His almond shaped eyes were a burning gold, winking with amusement. Harry sighed again inaudibly, and the boy turned to look at him. Harry froze; the boy was staring at him, eyes wide. The golden-eyed boy looked terrified as he glanced at the dark haired girl at his table. She nodded her head, and they both turned to stare at Harry. Harry closed his eyes, and returned to the conversation at the table, pretending to listen to Jessica’s prattling as his mind raced. What did the other two know about him that had them so terrified?

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Alice sat at the lunch table, telling Jasper about her vision earlier. The dark haired boy would be hurt right in front of Edward, and she had to let it happen. They couldn’t risk saving him and changing the future even more. Harry would have to die. His beautiful green eyes would dim as the life left him. His blushing cheeks would pale. His hair would lose its sheen. His life would end, and she had to let it, or they would never be happy again.

It almost seemed selfish to her, depending on this small mortal for the rest of eternity. Without his death, the world would change too drastically as the Volturri brought their full wrath down upon the town. Jane and Alec would be the beginning of the force, followed by vampires with even more deadly gifts. Jane and her torture seemed like a fuzzy tingle compared to some of the older vampires. After what they had done to Bella, the Cullen family was wary of angering the old vampires again; better to lose another human than to kill a town of them. The Volturri would start with Forks, then spread their influence to the rest of the world. The last time something like this had happened, the Roman Empire fell. The time before that, the old wonders of the world were destroyed. The humans didn’t always die, but at the very least, Forks would not be spared.

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As Edward walked into the cafeteria, he tuned in to some of the conversations around the room. He learned a bit more about the new boy: he was wearing a black shirt today, his hair was as long as a girl’s, he had piercings up and down both ears, and apparently, the girls really liked watching him walk. (1) Edward smirked and turned toward his family. Jasper was listening to something Alice was whispering, Emmett was pretending to eat mashed potatoes and gravy, and Rosalie was checking her perfect reflection in a pocket mirror. Typical lunch for them. As he walked through the sea of students, everything seemed to move in slow motion as a thread of what Alice was thinking rushed at him. The new boy in a motorcycle accident. The new boy’s eyes widening in shock as a werewolf snuck up behind him and cracked his neck. The new boy dying on an operating table as Carlisle tried futilely to save him, covering in blood up to the elbows. And last of all, the new boy sitting with him in the meadow, glittering in the sun as the Cullen family did

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No matter which future came true, this new boy wouldn’t live to see 18.

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Edward looked around the room as Jessica thought something about him. ‘There goes Edward…Oh well. His loss. Now I have Harry. Sure, Edward has nice eyes, but what about Harry’s? God…they’re so green!’ Edward shook his head at her vapid thoughts, and followed her thoughts to the boy sitting next to her. Edward’s eyes widened in horror as he caught his first glimpse of the new boy. And, according to Alice’s vision, the soon to be dead new boy. He glanced back at his sister and she nodded at him. This was the boy that would change everything.