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CHAPTER 2: Harry POV; The Next Afternoon.
The day before had been rather boring. The electronics had not yet began to malfunction, so I was able to watch TV , but there wasn't anything on. The doctor brought me books, and they fed me. I'm strong enough to stand, and walk today. In fact, I think I'm completely healed, but, as I have nowhere else to go, I think I'm stuck here for now. I see the doctor approaching.
"Harry, would you mind stepping out, onto the porch with me for a moment please?" Carlisle asks.
"Sure," I agree, and head for the door. I step onto the front porch, Carlisle close behind.
"Harry, I know there's something different about you, and you know there's something different about us. So, if you tell me what you are, I'll tell you what we are," he proposes. I think about it for a moment. I really shouldn't tell him. If he turns out just to be a muggle, then I would have broke the code of secrecy and be shipped off to Azkaban. I'm also very curious about the Cullens, though. I know they aren't human. They can't be. Finally, my curiosity wins out.
"Okay," I agree. "I'm a wizard." Carlisle starts laughing.
"You can't be serious," he said between laughs. He is starting to make me mad.
"Really?" I ask, and pull out my wand. I point it at the yard. "Augwimenti." (AN: I'm not exactly sure if that's how it's spelled)
"So you have a squirt gun, and a rather odd vocabulary. How does that prove you're a wizard?" Carlisle asks skeptically. I growl. Yes, I actually growl from anger.
I point my wand at a beetle that's on the porch railing. "Engorgio," I shout and the beetle grows to ten times as big as it was. I could have made it grow smaller, but I wanted to really shock Carlisle. I don't remove the spell, until it's as big as a German Shepherd.
"Believe me now?" I ask in a sarcastic tone.
"Yes," Carlisle says, backing up as the giant beetle begins to crawl toward him. "Can you put it back to normal now?" he begs. He must not like bugs. That kind of reminds me of my friend Ron, who doesn't like spiders. I comply, and with a flick of my wrist, the beetle is back to it's average size.
"Now, for my end of the deal. We are vampires," Carlisle says calmly. I back up so quickly I almost fall down the steps.
"Don't eat me. I have a very high position in the magical world, as you should know. What magical creature doesn't?" I say frantically, trying to convince the vampire before me not to eat me. I can't believe I ate the food they gave me yesterday. It could have been poisoned! (AN: I know Harry's a little OOC but I needed him to be)
"I'm not going to eat you, and neither is any of the rest of my family," Carlisle reassures me. 'What does he mean they won't eat me? They're vampires, of course they'd eat me!' I thought wildly, at his words. I looked at him, confused. "We don't feed on humans," he explained. I choked at that.
"Yeah, right," I scoffed, "you're vampires, you have to feed, otherwise you'd be dead. Well, deader."
"We do feed, just not from humans. We feed off of animals, that is why our eyes are gold, and not the red of the others," Carlisle says. He makes a good point.
"I was wondering about that," I say, and relax my stance. I realize I'm still holding my wand, and point it at him. I'm not taking any chances. "Prove it. Catch a deer, bring it here, and feed from it. Only then will I believe you."
"Fine, but while I'm gone, I want my son Edward out here, so he can tell you more about our lifestyle," Carlisle replies. I consider it.
"I really don't care. As long as you don't kill humans, I won't kill you. I have spells that can do that, you know? You may leave your son out here, but I don't wish to here of your customs," I reply, after a minute of consideration.
"Fine he agrees," he runs into the forest so fast I cant track his motions. It was as if he was there one second and gone the next. 'That means he was telling me the truth about being a vampire. I wonder if he was really telling the truth about the feeding of animals thing, too,' I mused. Edward walks out of the house. He has strange, bronze colored hair. Huh. He reminds me of Cedric. (AN I know that's kind of old by now, but I couldn't help it)
About two, or three minutes later Carlisle reappears, with a deer slung over his shoulders. The animal is obviously already dead. I give him a quizzical look when I realize this.
"I didn't want it to suffer longer than it had to," he replies. 'Wow, a compassionate vampire. That's odd,' I think. Carlisle drains the animal of blood without flinching and I no longer doubt him.
"I believe you," I say, and go back into the house. The vampires inside, had heard our conversation. There was no way they couldn't have. They all looked at me like I was an alien. 'How could vampires not know about wizards?!' I thought incredulously. In a group this large it was just so unlikely.
"So you're a wizard?" Alice the pixie-vampire asks. She is clearly braver than the others. It was rather funny to think of a cowardly vampire, but that's what it seems the others were.
"Yeah," I say. I wonder what she's up to.
"That's cool," she says in her soprano voice.
"I guess," I say, and she walks off. 'Well that was odd. I wonder what it was about. Maybe, she just wanted to try to be social, and not make me feel so awkward, though, if that's what she was trying to do, the opposite. That was possibly the most awkward moment I've ever had,' I speculate, and I let out a dry chuckle.
