Waiting Room, St. Mungo's Hospital, 3:30 pm

"So why are you here?" Edward Cullen asked the young lad sitting beside him. The boy had a dirty face, messy hair, round glasses, and a scar on his forehead.

"I'm bleeding." The boy said as a matter of factly. True, he was holding his arm that, Edward saw, was wet and covered in blood.

"What happened?" Edward asked, trying to play it cool. The smell of the blood was over powering. He looked away.

"Well, I was fighting the Dark Lord, who killed my parents when I was only one. I was really winning. But, stupid Snape had to go Sectumsempra on my ass. So now my arm is.. well." The boy pointed to it.

Edward frowned. "What's Sectumsempra?" He asked. Since he wasn't exactly on the smart side, he had no idea what this was.

The boy looked appalled. "Never you mind." He replied, to which Edward looked away. "I'm Harry by the way. Harry Potter. I'd shake your hand but.. " He smiled.

"Hello Harry. I'm Edward Cullen." Edward smiled. He turned away quickly. He was so hungry.

"Why are you here?" Harry asked, interupting Edward's thoughts.

"I sparkle." Edward replied.

"Oh. That's... different." Harry told him. He was a little disgusted. He looked at the clock. Then, he looked back Edward. Oh well.

"So what have you done with your life?" Edward asked.

"Well, as I said, my parents died protecting me when I was a baby. You-know-who killed them. But he failed to kill me which now makes me really awesome. I lived with my asshole uncle, aunt, and their obese child. I fought Voldemort many times since I was about 12. Also, I'm one of the only few wizards brave enough to say Voldemort. I watched a lot of people die in front of me. In fact, you look like my dead friend, Cedric Diggory. Long story short, I'm a hero." Harry told him. "What have you done with yours?"

"Well, I'm a vampire, but not the awesome one. The ones that are lame. And basically, I love a girl and I can read minds." Edward replied with pride.

"Oh." said Harry. This guy was lame, he thought to himself.

"Excuse me. Harry Potter? The doctor is ready to see you." A receptionist said.

"Well, good bye Edward." Harry nodded. He went to see the doctor.