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Chapter Two

When Harry woke up his situation did not match his last memory; he remembered the fear, darkness of the forest and golden eyes that gripped and refused to release him… but now he was lying comfortably in an incredibly soft bed, wrapped in warm blankets. The light was just beginning to trickle through the cracks in the curtains.

Stretching Harry sat up as he glanced around the room. It was modern house; one that was designed to make the most of the natural light and air. Where in the world was he? Swing his feet out of the bed he gasped slightly at the chill of the polished floorboards on his bare feet. An embarrassed pink tingle crept across his cheek as he realised not only had someone washed around the weeks' worth of dirt that came from running for your life and constant traveling but he was also wearing different clothes.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes Harry jumped at the loud clash that came from downstairs and the sound of raised voices drifted into the room. Someone was arguing… Throwing caution t the wind Harry decided to investigate; what the worst that could happen?

CRASH! The glass vase that had been perfectly placed on the sided shattered as it hit the floor. Breathing deeply, Edward was so furious, so angry that his Father has brought home a stray… whatever with considering what could happen to them or more importantly to Bella. Worse he had done it will Emmett and Rose were out of town so he knew he had lost his supporters in this foolishness.

"How could you be so reckless?" demanded Edward as he clutched Bella closer to him as she listened with big wide eyes. "Do you know the danger you-"

"Edward I understand your upset but-" began Carlisle as he raised his hands in mock surrender. "What was I supposed to do? Leave an injured boy in the forest?"

" Yes… No." relented Edward bitterly

"Your over reacting Edward," said Alice as she swung her hands on her hips and gave him her killer glare. " I see no danger from this child."

"He is not human thought is he?" spoke Jasper as he looked at all the others. "We can all smell his scent."

"Yes," agreed Carlisle "His scent is strange; it familiar to vampires but then so different."

"We should just move him out-"began Edward but he stopped as they noticed a small figure at the door. Watching them closely with bright green eyes that unnerved Edward. They were the eyes of a wounded soul, someone who had seen too much suffering in one life time but they were in the face of a child who could not be older than 16.

It was Esme that moved first, the mother within her coming alive, as she smiled warmly.

"Don't just stand in the doorway child," she said warmly as she took his hand. Ignoring the flinch from her touch but frowning at Carlisle over it. "My name is Esme. What's your name?"

To Edward's surprise the child's eye widen in shocked before a small smile slipped on his lips. Why the child was shocked that they did not know his name? Then it hit Edward like a blow to the stomach and a worried gripped at the realisation. He can't read this child's mind….

They did not know who he was thought harry happily. That means they can't be working for any wizards or anything. The tension that had built up in Harry seem to flow out of him while he gave the women ( Esme was her name?) a small smile.

"My name is Harry, Harry Evans." He said as he glanced around the room. There was six people here in total: five of them were definitely vampires they had that certain scent around them while the other Harry would guess was human. They were all good looking in their own way but they were slightly unnerving as they just watched him. The one clutching the human was glaring so dangerous that Harry was not surprised he had burst into flames.

"Harry," said Esme as she snapped Harry from his thoughts. "Would you like something to eat?"

Grinning sheepishly he nodded as his stomach growled. Esme smiled before leading him into the kitchen. As soon as he was got out ear shot Edward turned to his father worried.

"I-I can't hear his thoughts," he said so quietly and so gently that the others had to strain to hear them.

"What!" demanded Bella as she turned to look at the unusual child now munching happily around on any and all food Esme was preparing for him. "How is that possible?"

"I think the question we should be asking Bella is different," said Carlisle as he looked at this family. "I think the question we should be asking is what is he?"

Since the hunt last night Jacob had taken a mature response to his circumstance. He had shouted at every single member of his pack, threaten to gut Seth and use him as a fur rug if he looks at him one more time like that and then after swearing profoundly had his own father he had barricaded himself into his bedroom by dragging his wardrobe in front the door. Topping off his huge temper tantrum he had refuse to speak to anyone and even ignored Sam when he came to the door.

This life was so over! He had imprinted on a strange boy. A BOY! How the hell could a boy be his perfect soul match? How could a boy carry on the proud and powerful genes of the black family? It gets worst as well… That boy was not even human! He was… well, Jacob as not sure what he was but he was not human that for sure. Now because this life was so screwed he was acting like a hormonal female that just got rejected by their first crush! Could it get any worse?

Knock, knock. Apparently it can.

"Open up son," demanded Billy from the other side of the door. When there was no answer Billy signed dramatically before grinning to himself. " Jacob the only reason Sam and Paul have not broken down this door is because I do not want to have to redecorate again. If you are not out in 10 seconds I will give them alright to do so.."

Billy waited d but he got no reaction. "1…2.., he was sure he could hear someone pulling back the wardrobe,..5"

"Alright," moaned Jacob as he stuck his head out of the door. "I'm out old man, geesh are you happy now?"

"Come one son, The Elder wants to talk to you."

I don't see what the elders-

"Not the elders son, The Elder."

You mean," began Jacob shocked. No one had spoken to her in 2 years, no onw goes to her home without an invite, no speaks to her unless they are called. Surely his Dad can't mean her."

"Yes son, she wants you." Billy said gravely. "Come on."