Soul Searchers
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Twilight and Harry Potter. The only character I have created is May Potter.
A/N: Not updating for a while after this chapter for two reasons: one; I'm back in Uni and very busy and two; I feel people don't like this story as I have had no feedback. If you want me to carry on, let me know in a review and if I need improving. R&R?
Chapter 4 – New Country, New Life
The Cullen and Denali Covens settled into life perfectly. No arguments between them unless you call Alice arguing with May about her poor fashion sense but May just laughed and shook her off. She enjoyed the peacefulness of their new home even with the many people living in the one mansion. They usually kept to themselves especially May and Edward who were at the start of their relationship and were enjoying getting to know each other.
May learnt about his family and how he was changed. Edward learnt that May had lost both her parents before her seventeenth birthday. But the best news for May came on the 31st July 1980 by owl post. "A boy!" She cried out in delight when she opened her letter from her brother. "James and Lily had a boy. I have a nephew!" She laughed as she gracefully sat on the couch next to Edward and showed him the letter while she got out the moving photographs of her new nephew.
"How are they moving?" Edward asked curiously as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and looked at the picture of the newborn baby.
"Magic." She answered as she looked at another picture, where Lily was holding the newborn baby Harry. "He is gorgeous." May spoke softly. It was hurting her inside as she knew that her body was now frozen and she would never be able to have children.
"I'm sorry." Edward whispered as they looked at the moving photographs. "I wish there was a way for you to have children."
"Ugh!" She exclaimed. "You and your mind reading. It can be annoying." Placing the photographs on the table in front of them. "It's okay. I don't mind not having children at all. I'm just happy to see James and Lily having children of their own." Smiling gently as she relaxed in his arms. Her mind wandered to the stillborn baby she had when she was only 18 and still in school. It was a devastating blow to her and Sirius. Her depression nearly broke their relationship completely in half but it did slowly pushed them apart.
"Oh May. I am so sorry. I didn't know. You should have told me." He kissed the side of her head. "I am sorry."
May sighed heavily. "You don't have to be sorry. It's not something I like to talk or think about." Turning her head to look at him for a moment. "Do you want to know about it?"
"I do. I want to know everything about you." Kissing her lips tenderly. "If you want to stop, you stop." Holding her close to him.
"I think I will be okay. I'll try to remember everything." Sighing heavily as she looked at the moving photographs of her new nephew. "Sirius had left school and would visit me as much as he could. It was a weekend in October where we were allowed to go to the village for the day. He treated me to a romantic meal and well you can guess the rest." She cringed slightly. "Well I didn't know I was pregnant until the day I gave birth. I was 18 years old and so scared. I hid the pains well all day until the Head Boy came into my room and saw me on the floor because he had heard me screaming from his room. He went to the Hospital Wing and told the Matron what was wrong. When she examined me, she found out I was pregnant and giving birth that very moment." She took deep breaths to calm herself and she could hear Esme and Alice standing outside the door. "They got hold of Sirius and they told him. At first we were both in shock but grew to the idea of being parents. He was by my side the entire time as our daughter came into the world. I can remember clearly trying to hear her cries but there was nothing. She was already dead. Stillborn." She broke down then and dry sobs escaped her.
"Shhh..." He soothed her. "It's okay to think about her. She was a part of you and you should never forget her."
"I won't." May sighed heavily as she calmed herself. "I'll never forget her." Chuckling softly. "She had a tuft of black hair on the top of her head. She was so beautiful."
"What did you call her?" Edward asked gently as his fingers gently rubbed her arm.
"Elizabeth. After my mother. Elizabeth May Black." Chuckled nervously. "It's tradition in Wizarding families for the parents to give their first name as a middle name to their child. It's a stupid tradition."
"I like it." Edward smiled against her hair. "It's a beautiful name. Are you okay?"
"I feel better now that you know the truth." Tilting her head up and looking at him, their golden eyes meeting. "Feels like a weight has lifted off my shoulders." Leaning up and kissing his lips gently. "I need to hunt." She giggled softly. "You're distracting me completely."
"How?" He whispered hotly as he moved his lips away from her own but moved them along her jaw, down her neck. "Like this?" Whispering against her neck before kissing it again, this time lingering more often than previous times he had kissed her neck. His hands moved down her sides, gently pushing her down onto the couch.
"Edward... Stop it..." She giggled. "I do need to hunt." But he distracted her by running his hands up and down her sides, over her pale purple shirt. "Forget it." She whispered, letting out a low moan as his lips pressed against her throat, moving up her throat to her jaw. "Edward... Stop..." Laughing softly as she arched her back in pleasure as he nibbled on her earlobe affectionately. His teeth gently scrapping the skin. "Oh Merlin..." She sighed as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his lips and teeth caressing her skin.
Her hands moved up his chest and reached the top of his shirt, slowly undoing the buttons but his hands stopped her. "No, wait." He sat up slowly, still looking down at her. "We shouldn't."
May chuckled softly. "It's okay. I just thought you wanted that." Sitting up straight. "Sorry."
"It's not your fault." He sighed heavily as he ran a hand over his face and stood up slowly. "It's not that I don't want to but I do." Chuckling nervously. "I grew up in a society where there was dignity in a relationship. You know what I mean? No sex before marriage." He laughed lightly.
May sat on the couch, watching him as she analysed what he was saying. "Oh!" She said in shock, her eyes wide as she realised what he meant. "I don't know what to say." She chuckled nervously as she sat back against the couch. "Actually, I do. I admire you for it." Standing up, moving to stand in front of him with a broad smile.
"Thank you." He smiled softly and kissed her gently. "Hunt?"
"Yes please." She whispered, her lips hovering close to Edward's.
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May, Rosalie and Esme had gone shopping in Fairbanks with Kate and Irina while the others stayed behind and went hunting or just relaxed in the house. Edward was with Carlisle, who was searching for a job that could last him at least 5 years. "Carlisle, can I ask you for your opinion?"
"Sure Edward." Carlisle turned in his chair and faced his son.
"What do you think about me asking May to be my wife?" Speaking slowly and nervously as he avoided Carlisle's gaze.
"You want to ask her to marry you?" Carlisle spoke slowly as he moved his chair closer.
"Yeah." Edward nodded slowly as he put his hand in his shirt pocket and pulled out a small box. "Got the ring already." Opening it up and revealing a ruby surrounded by small diamonds. "I was going propose tonight."
Carlisle sat listening to his son with a small smile. "I can see that you are ready." Gesturing to the ring. "Which is beautiful." Now smiling broadly. "Do you think she is ready?"
"I think so. She never thinks about her previous love any more. Her thoughts are usually about me." He chuckled nervously as he ran a hand through his bronze hair. "I think she needs to be spoilt. Her brother had a baby boy recently and it upset her a lot. She lost a baby when she was in school and the memory of the loss is hurting her more than the news of her new nephew." Harry had recently turned one and that anniversary sent May into a slight depression but she was cheered up by a letter sent to her from Lily, with more pictures of Harry with May's gifts for him.
"I know you mean well but do you know that proposing would be the best for both of you not just for her?" Carlisle spoke calmly, Edward knew he meant well. "If you do think it is right then I support you one hundred percent."
"I am." Edward nodded slowly. "3, 2, 1." Folding his fingers down as he counted down from 3 to 1.
"You're going to propose!" Alice squealed as she rushed in and snatched the ring from Edward. "Oh wow! That is beautiful! It will suit her so much. Please! Please! Let me plan the wedding!" She was basically bouncing on the balls of her feet as she stared at the ring.
"I haven't asked her yet." Edward laughed as he took the ring from her grasp when she was close to him. "So keep quiet." Nudging her slightly as he pocketed the ring. "Don't say a word to her!" Chuckling as Alice disappeared from the room. "I will rip her arms off if she thinks about it."
Carlisle laughed softly as he moved to the bookcase. "She knows that she will have to be quiet if you and May will let her plan the wedding." Laughing lightly as he took out a book from one of the shelves. "Lord knows that she would like to plan the engagement party and anything that will happen between now and the wedding."
"That is if May says yes." Edward added at the end.
The drive back to the house was slow but it gave the women of the two families to interrogate May on her relationship with Edward. Despite her cold nature towards new people, Rosalie and May had become really good friends so they were able to talk about anything. The two women had suffered the same fate when they were changed. Both had been raped and left for dead when Carlisle had found them and changed them. So when the women began to constantly ask May questions about Edward, Rosalie would protect her by telling them to back off from May. "Too many questions." She glared at Kate.
"Grumpy." Kate smirked. The car was getting closer to the house but as they rounded a corner, Irina slammed on the breaks at the sight of about 10 black cloaked figures. "What the hell are they doing?"
"Stay in the car." May spoke forcefully. "Rose, call Edward and Carlisle." Her eyes focused on the figures in front of her as she climbed out of the car. Her wand gripped tightly in her right hand as she slowly stood in front of the car, closely followed by Kate, Irina and Esme. "Get back in the car."
"You are family. We will not leave you standing alone." Esme spoke kindly but with force. "Do not think about sending us away."
"They are dangerous Esme. I mean it." May kept her focus on the 10 figures in front of her. "What do you want?" She called out to them but not one of them spoke. She shouted a little louder. "Who are you?"
The middle figure moved forward and under his cloak he held a cane. Fear flooded May's heart. She knew that cane. "Well, well, well." His voice sneered as he removed his hood and mask. "We thought we left you dead. Clearly we were wrong." Smirking at her as he slowly stepped forward. "Should have a bit more brutal to your pretty body." His eyes scanning her body, noting her wand was in her hand and also took notice of the, now, 4 women standing with May. "Brought some friends with you."
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" May sneered back at him as she stepped back to stand next to Rosalie. "Did you get hold of him?" She spoke through gritted teeth.
"Yes. He is leaving now with everyone." Rosalie spoke low as May moved away from her and back towards Malfoy.
"Why are you here Malfoy?" May sneered as she kept her focus on the man in front of her but she listened carefully to the movements of the other Death Eaters. She needed Edward and Jasper here to keep her calm or she would attack them without the use of her wand. She held her position firmly; not moving as Lucius moved forward at a slow humane pace. Her hand gripped around her wand.
"The Dark Lord heard a rumour of a strong vampire coven in this part of the world where there was a witch with vampire abilities mixed with her magical ones." His eyes flickering at them all, his hand gripped tightly onto his cane as he continued to step forward towards May. "Not the usual vampires from our world but day walkers." He was now a few feet away from May. "I always assumed you had hazel eyes, Miss Potter." His smirk grew as he took one last step towards her. "Ah! I see now! We have found her. Who would have believed that it would be you? The Dark Lord will be pleased to hear that." May froze as he took another step towards her. She needed Edward there so much. "We invite you to come with us to aid the Dark Lord in his mission."
"I'd rather die." May sneered at him through gritted teeth as she held her wand in her hand and kept her golden eyes on the man, who made her life a living hell from the end of her second year until her third. "I have turned my back on that world and I don't intend to return to it any time soon."
"That can be arranged." He glared at her as his hand gripped his cane tighter and pulled his wand from the cane.
Behind her, May could hear the women hold their positions as May took a slow step backwards towards them. Edward was close by, she could hear and smell him. He was only watching. Help me. She thought to herself. "Just leave Malfoy." She glared at the blonde man, who was moving closer to her. "I will not leave with you. Not willingly and most certainly not by force." Edward. Please! He's dangerous!
At those inner words, Edward sped out of the trees and immediately to May's side. "You stay away from her!" Edward literally growled at Malfoy, who stepped back in shock at the sight of the males suddenly appearing from nowhere. "You have done enough damage as it is. I suggest you and your friends." He sneered the word friends. "Should leave." Edward spoke through gritted teeth as he stood in front of May, keeping her out of reach from Malfoy.
"We'll leave." Malfoy spoke quietly as he gripped both his cane and wand. The Death Eaters behind him were all ready for any attack; their wands drawn and their positions held. "But don't except us to not return. What the Dark Lord wants..." His eyes flickered to May. "Gets." He smirked as he stepped backwards to the other Death Eaters.
May's eyes quickly scanned the Death Eaters. Taking in their appearance. One was very familiar but she could not put a name to a face. "Well, you can tell your Dark Lord that I am not going anywhere." Even though she could take him out in a heartbeat, May was still afraid of him. Afraid of what he could do to her, to her family; both old and new. "Just go Malfoy before any of us do something that we will not regret."
"He will get what he wants." Malfoy sneered at her, watching Edward carefully. "Isn't that right Wormtail?"
May's eyes grew wide with shock as one of her brother's friends stepped forward and removed his mask. "Peter..." She shook her head as the short young man smiled triumphantly as he moved to stand next to Malfoy. "No... No." Shaking her head as she moved from Edward's side.
"May." Edward spoke through gritted teeth but she ignored him.
"James trusted you. You are his friend." She spoke in disbelief as she took one last step towards him with Edward standing closely behind her. "He will never trust you again."
Peter and Malfoy laughed. "He doesn't even know." Peter sneered at May. "Tonight he will be going to Godric's Hollow and destroy the one thing that stops him from becoming the most powerful dark wizard."
"Who...?" May stuttered. There were three people. James, Lily or Harry.
"Your nephew." Malfoy spoke with a sneering tone. "He will kill the infant Potter along with his mother and father."
"No!" May growled at him, baring her teeth as she readied herself to jump at the men, killing every single one of them but four strong pairs of hands pulled her backwards. "LET ME GO!" She screamed at them, her mind only focused on slaughtering the men in front of them. She tried to get out of Edward's, Jasper's, Emmett's and Carlisle's grips but as she struggled, each of the Death Eaters disapparated away. "NO!" She screamed in defeat as the last person, Malfoy, disappeared in front of them all. "No no no no!" She finally struggled out of their grips and rushed forward. "I need to... I need to get to England! I need to warn James." Her hands raking through her long hair as she tried to think of a way to get to England and warn her brother."
"May..." Edward stepped forward. "It will be too late. You can't stop it. I'm sorry." Moving forward again to wrap his arms around her but she pushed him away and started pacing. Trying to think what would happen to her family. Her brother. His wife. Their son.
"Edward we need to stop them." Turning around to face him. Her eyes wild with need. "I can't lose Jamie. I need him." Dry sobs shook her body and Edward enveloped her in his arms, pulling her into his chest. "I can't them lose them all."
"It will be too late May. I am sorry." Kissing the top of her ebony hair and rubbed her back in soothing circles to calm her down. The others watched in silence as Edward attempted to calm May down but it didn't seem to be doing anything. She was getting more and more agitated. "You can't go May. Even if you get there by Wizarding means, you won't get there in time."
"I have to try." May mumbled against his chest as he continued to sooth her. "I need him. He's... He's my big brother." She hid her face against his shirt at the thought of her brother being killed. Edward held her closely to him, his hands running down her back and his lips brushing the top of her head. "I need him Edward." The dry sobs returned as he held her close, as close as he could. "I need him so much." Gently Edward led her back to the car and the two climbed in one after the other. As soon as they were both in the car, Edward pulled her close into his side and held her as she cried. Alice drove them back and the others ran back to give the couple time alone as the thought of May's brother dying that night sank in for the young witch.
Once they returned to the house, May climbed out of the car at a humane speed. She didn't speak, breath or make one little sound as she and Edward slowly walked back to their room. Night was already drawing in and May knew that her brother, sister-in-law and nephew would be dead. She lay on the couch, curled into a ball with her arms over her head to stop herself from screaming with pain of the thoughts. She wanted to write to James but she knew that it was too late and pointless. He was probably already dead.
Edward tried his best to comfort her but she continuously pushed him away, telling him that she wanted to be alone but he knew that it would be the worse thing to do. She needed company.
Jasper was even staying away from her because her anger and sadness was effecting him badly. He couldn't even help her control her emotions as her sadness and anger were too powerful for him to overcome.
The females of the Cullens and the Denalis tried to comfort May in every possible way but nothing would break May's shell of depression. She had been like this before when her father died and James was the only person who could bring her back to reality.
Morning came. The first of November seem to arrive very slowly and May had moved positions. She was no longer curled in a ball on the couch but sitting up straight and staring at the window in front of her. But now she was excepting some comfort from Edward. He held her hand tightly in his. The two sat in silence as the sun rose and streamed into their bedroom. "I'm scared."
"I'm here for you. I will never leave." Edward spoke quietly as he turned to face her. "You know that don't you?"
May nodded slowly. "Yes." She whispered as she looked at him, her eyes filled with pain and fear. "I just want to know the truth." She took deep but broken breaths and turned her attention back to the window. "I can't understand why Peter is a Death Eater. He worshipped the ground James walked on. He'd never betray his friendship like that."
"You should tell someone. Then they will understand." His thumb rubbed the back of her hand gently.
She slowly shook her head. "I'm vampire. Vampires are not trusted in the Wizarding world. No one will believe me. I've heard nothing yet. It must be a lie. Jamie must still be alive." She had spoken too soon; an owl flew towards the window with a letter tied to its leg. "I can't... I can't..." Looking between Edward and the owl. Edward nodded and stood up slowly to open the window for the owl and to take the letter from it. The owl immediately flew away as soon as the letter was from his leg. "I... I..." May shook her head as Edward held out the letter to her. "I can't. I don't it to be real." Gingerly she lifted her hand and took the letter from him.
"Read it May. It will kill you if you don't open it." Sitting next to her as she stared at the letter. He noticed the writing was delicate and looped. "Do you know who it is from?"
May nodded slowly. "Dumbledore." Her voice barely audible. Her hands were trembling as she broke the Hogwarts seal and pulled out the letter. Quietly she read it, Edward tried not to listen to her mind but it was hard not to.
My dear Miss Potter, I regret to have to be the one to tell you that last night your brother and sister-in-law were killed by Voldemort. However your nephew is a different matter. After killing, Lily Potter, Voldemort turned his wand onto your nephew and tried to use the killing curse on him but he failed to. The curse rebounded back and destroyed Voldemort himself, leaving your nephew alive. Given your situation, your nephew is living with Mrs Potter's sister and her family. I know it will be the safest place for him. I am sincerely sorry for your loss. Yours faithfully, Albus Dumbledore.
May remained silent as the words from her former headmaster sunk in. Her brother was dead. So was Lily. Her two best friends were dead. But her nephew was alive. He survived a killing curse. If she could cry, tears would be constantly running down her cheeks. "I cannot believe it." She laughed nervously. "He survived. He survived a killing curse. No one can do that." The letter still in her grip.
Edward gave her a small smile as he reached over and held her free hand. "You know Harry is safe." His thumb gently rubbing her skin. "May, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know. I should go home but many people think I am dead." She spoke quietly, turning to face him. "I can't go home now. This is my life here. If I go back to England, I would never leave. I'll write to Dumbledore and anyone else..." She was cut off by the scent of another owl flying towards her. "What...?" She stood up and let the owl fly in through the open window. When she took the post from the owl, it immediately flew away in fright. "It's from Remus." Frowning as she opened the letter and slowly read it, gasping in shock.
May, I'm sure Albus has told you about Prongs. I am really sorry. That is not what I am writing to you about. In the early hours of this morning, something terrible happened. Sirius was James and Lily's secret keeper. He betrayed them to Voldemort. Peter knew this and confronted Sirius but his bravery got him killed along with thirteen muggles. I am sorry to be the one to tell you this but I felt like you had a right to know. He's been taken to Azkaban and will remain there for the rest of his life. If you wish me to, I will arrange James and Lily's funerals but if you wish me to, write back soon. I miss you May. All my love. Remus.
The couple remained silent as the words sunk into May's mind. Her first love betrayed her brother. His best friend. "How could he do that? To Jamie? They were like brothers." She groaned at the thought of Sirius telling Voldemort the whereabouts of James and Lily. "I need to write back to Remus. I can't go back there. I just can't." Her hand gripped around the letter tightly.
The rest of the day was spent with May writing to Remus and Dumbledore. Edward was no use around her but nonetheless he sat with her and kept her company. The first of November was the longest day for both of them. Edward thought that on the first of November, he would have a fiancée but here was May sitting at her desk and writing constant letters to old friends and with no engagement ring on her finger.
A/N: You want me to carry on? Tell me then. If not, this story is going on a short break.
