Harry Potter had been abandoned by the Dursleys while on a trip to New Mexico. He'd been on his own for two weeks now. He was hungry and lost when he came upon a house. It was dark probably early morning. He went to the door and checked it, it was locked of course. He pulled a bobby pin out of his hair and picked the lock thankful he'd asked the Weasley twins to teach him how to do this during his second year.

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Ignoring the blue screen floating in front of him Harry entered the house silently closing the door behind him. He krept down the hallway looking for the kitchen hoping that there was some food somewhere in the house.

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He was glad to see he'd found the kitchen quickly. He opened the fridge and had just grabbed an apple when he felt a gun to his head. He cursed to himself of course he would get caught. He was so hungry though he just wanted to eat.

"What do you think you're doing?" A cold voice asked.

"I'm sorry." Harry said, weakly as the fridge was closed. He turned and held out the apple. "I'm sorry."

"You broke in here to get food?" the voice asked again.

"Yes, I'm hungry."

"Don't your parents feed you?"

"They're dead." Harry replied. "My Aunt and Uncle left me in the woods a few weeks ago. I'm sure their back in England by now. I was just looking for food. I'm sorry. I'm so hungry."

The gun was suddenly gone Harry felt movement and a moment later the kitchen light came on to reveal a blond haired blue eyed man.

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Harry flinched at the light but noticed that the man was indeed holding a gun.

Edward looked at the boy he was wearing clothes several sizes too big for him that looked like rags on him. He looked pale and sickly. He cursed himself.

"Sit down at the table." Edward ordered.

Harry quickly did after setting the apple on the counter.

Edward set the gun on the counter and began making the boy scrambled eggs.

"Do you like onions and peppers?" Edward wondered.

"I'll eat anything." Harry said, quietly.

Edward nodded and added onions and peppers to the eggs. He liked them made like that. He then made bacon and sausage because he was feeling like meat right now. When he was done he served the boy a plate and sat down with his own.

"Eat." Edward ordered.

"Thank you so much." Harry mumbled softly and began to slowly eating. "This is good."

Edward acknowledged him with a nod of his head. He studied the boy as they ate. It was clear the boy wasn't lying to him he could tell that but he had no idea what kind of people would abandon a child even someone like him wouldn't.

"How old are you?" Edward asked.

"Er... I'm almost 14." Harry answered. "Er...I mean I've lost track of what month and day it is if you could tell me I could be more accurate."

"It's July 31st." Edward informed.

"I'm 14 today." Harry said, quietly. "Today is my birthday and it's been three weeks since I was left."

Edward nodded again this boy didn't look 14 he hardly looked 11. He nodded again noting that the boy hadn't finished his food but was trying. He got the boy a glass of milk and noted the boy was shaking.

"My name is Edward what's yours?" Edward asked.

"Harry." Harry replied sipping the ice cold milk. "Harry James Potter."

Harry offered to do the dishes but was ignored. He was shocked and grateful when he was allowed to take a shower, was given sleeping shorts and a shirt and allowed to sleep in an actual bed. Harry yawned his mind completely blank as he slid into sleep he was so comfortable and thankful that he'd broken into this House and that Edward had found him.

When Harry woke the sun was blazing in the window and he could hear a voice. He got up and tried to find his clothes but he couldn't. He left the room and krept down the hallway towards the kitchen he peeked inside to see Edward on a watched the man for about a second before Edward turned around and looked at him he pointed at the table. Harry moved into the room and sat at the table staring hard at it. He listened to what Edward was saying it sounded like he was talking about some kind of job. Edward finally hung up.

"Good afternoon." Edward said, and set some sandwiches in front of Harry. "Eat up. I have to go to work and I'm not leaving you here alone."

Harry ate as much as he was given black jeans, and a black shirt to wear and was soon in Edward's car buckled up. They drove a long way before he talked. He kept his head down and stared at his lap as he did so.

"What kind of work do you do, sir?"

"I'm a Vampire Executioner and Bounty Hunter." Edward replied. "I'm often called in to look at Crime Scenes that may have a Preternatural feel to them." he glanced at the boy. "You know Vampires, Wereanimals etc."

Harry nodded quickly.

"We're going to a Crime Scene right now." Edward explained. "You'll stay in the car."

"Yes, sir." Harry said, nodding.

"Don't talk to anyone and if you have to then you have to refer to me as Ted Forrester understand?" Edward wondered. "That's what they know me by."

He wondered if Harry would ask questions on why he went by a different name when with the police but he didn't the boy stayed silent and looked out the window at the scenery. He watched him fix his glasses and noted he was squinting couldn't he see with his glasses on? He studied the boy during the drive trying to figure out what he was going to do with him. He could hand him over to the police and ask that they take Harry to an orphanage but something was stopping him from even entertaining that idea in fact something inside him was screaming at him to protect the boy and he wasn't used to it. Feelings were awakening inside of him. Feelings he'd thought long dead. Why was he feeling so protective of this boy? It didn't make sense at all.

They finally arrived at the Crime Scene. Edward talked to the officer in charge and swore Harry would stay out of the way.

"Ted?" Harry said, having gotten out of the Hummer and was standing at Edward's side. "I sense Magic." Everyone looked at him. Harry was staring at the house. "It's not strong magic but I do feel magic."

"Thank you for your input." Ted said, tipping his hat at Harry and wondering what kind of psychic powers Harry had. "Please, get back in the car, Harry, I don't want you seeing this."

Harry nodded and got back in the car. He'd warned Edward and that was all he could do he was underage and couldn't use magic after all but he still had a bad feeling as he watched Edward walk into the house.