Chapter Four: A not so calm meeting
"So why is Rosalie so against me coming?" Harry asked as he clung to dear life onto the seat as the car speed dangerously down the road.
"She just takes awhile to trust people." Edward muttered while Jasper simply watched the scenery, obviously lost in thoughts.
Snorting, Harry snapped, "Biggest understatement I've ever heard. Jasper, what's on your mind?" Concern crept into his voice near the end and he kept his eyes on the vampire who had yet to acknowledge that he had heard him.
"Just leave him alone, human!" Rosalie growled, eyes boring holes into Harry's head who simply ignored her and reached out to touch his arm when Jasper jerked away.
Harry immediately withdrew his hand and calmly soothed the sudden panic that had overwhelmed everyone due to his gift, "Jasper, it's alright."
Shivering slightly, Jasper looked away again as he shut down the panic that had consumed all the others just as Edward parked outside of their home. "Sorry, the memories still creep up."
Nodding with a sympathetic smile, Harry merely allowed the vampire to exit the vehicle and followed after him towards the house as Jasper continued quietly, "Esme has been wanting to meet you since you called. She'll be happy to see you."
Laughing softly Harry didn't doubt that statement. From what he knew of the mother vampire she was similar to Mrs. Weasley. Wincing at the memory of what led to his escape of Britain, Harry smiled warmly at Esme when she wrapped him in a bone crushing hug.
"Hello, ma'am. You have a lovely house." Harry complimented as he took in the wide open house with interest.
Esme pierced him with a firm gaze, "Call me Esme and thank you. Your home is lovely as well. I'm glad someone finally bought it. It's been vacant for some time I've heard."
Harry smiled wider, "Of course it's been vacant. My family has owned it for generations but haven't had the time to stop by and inhabit it until I came along."
"So what you're a prince?" Emmett joked as he sat down beside Rosalie and began to bait Edward into playing some video game that Jasper seemed to edge closer towards his mother and Harry.
"Sort of." Harry smirked.
"How is that not a yes or no?" Rosalie grumbled as Harry sat down beside Jasper and pointedly ignored her.
"How have you been lately?" Harry fiddled absently with his bag's strap with a small sigh when Jasper shrugged.
"Well, I guess." Jasper mumbled when suddenly Emmett smirked at him.
"So your random panic attacks aren't uncommon, brother?" Jasper tensed and suddenly a wave of hurt and betrayal ran through the house just as Carlisle entered with a slight frown at Emmett.
"You said you wouldn't mention those!" Jasper hissed, eyes narrowed at his brother.
"Emmett, that wasn't yours to tell." Carlisle scolded before smiling at Harry who nodded, "My name is Carlisle Cullen, it is a pleasure meeting you."
"Well, I should explain how I know Jasper and the recent events that led to me coming here." Harry mused and Jasper looked worried at the anger and sadness that suddenly rolled off from the ancient soul in front of them.
Touching his hand, Jasper sent calming waves through the group and Harry sighed softly. Running a tired hand through his hair he began, "I was a General in the Civil War when I came upon a village burning where I managed to save Jasper here. I was the only one who knew that he was underage but there wasn't much I could do when everyone else didn't seem to care that he didn't look 18 at the time."
Jasper grinned slightly at that, "I still can't believe you let me join."
"Besides that, when I found out Jasper had gone missing after evacuating civilians of a nearby town I had gone out to find him only to be in midst of a battle with two warring vampires which led to my death. I was sent back to the other plane and I decided to try and find the souls I knew Jasper would become close to. Being a necromancer was quite gratifying for when I was reborn in this body as Harrison James Potter in Britain."
"Necromancer?" Carlisle questioned, his curiosity peaked at that.
"It's not about raising the dead." Harry flatly stated, "We regulate the souls in the other plane with those who weren't suppose to be there. We help send souls on that are in need of freedom and banish the souls that will never be allowed to reach the outer plane. It's not easy since souls sometimes do not wish to be reborn and linger in the outer plane to the point that a new soul is born to fill the voids the non reincarnated souls leave behind. This doesn't usually happen because there are so many souls that are to be reborn and sent on." Harry explained amused by the looks of surprise on all their faces.
"What happened when you were reborn, General?" Jasper asked, concerned by the way he was tactfully avoided that subject.
"I was reborn as Harry Potter to Lily Potter and James Potter. During this time they were in hiding from a group of dark magic users bent on world domination. However, the Halloween of my first year they were betrayed by their friend, Peter, and were murdered by Lord Voldemort. When he attempted to kill me the spell backfired and I was later sent to my despicable relatives the Dursleys where I spent the next ten years abused and neglected. I knew all of my past lives and so I knew things no one else did so I managed to survive in their hands until I received my Hogwarts letter and was schooled in magic. But in my fourth year of school, I was forced to participate in a deadly tournament that ended with the revival of the Dark Lord and the war started again."
Jasper hissed at that, worry shining in his eyes as he eyed his General in search of injuries.
"I'm fine, Jasper. At least as well as I can be." Harry soothed before finishing up the tale, "I spent two years hunting down the items called Horcruxes which is how he managed to survive. He split his soul into seven which anchored him to living. At the end I managed to defeat him merely two weeks ago at Hogwarts. Later that very day, I went to Gringotts and found out that my friends had been stealing from me and were planning on killing me to get the money I had inherited. So with my second Godfather, Severus, I fled the country and came here since I knew Jasper was here."
"So why are you two so close?" Rosalie spat, hateful eyes on Harry while Jasper glowered back.
"He looked after me during the War and even now I still consider him as the father I had during that time. Just because his body is younger, his soul is still the same." Jasper hissed, defensive about the man who he had looked up to while still human.
"Jasper, do you remember me telling you about the vampires roaming the lands outside Japan?" Harry spoke up and all of the family eyed Jasper who nodded slowly with slight confusion.
"A bit, sir. You said that they were cursed and therefore their souls were left behind on the living plane. Unlike the ones in Japan this cursed caused us to be unable to have children and sleep as the vampires in Japan are able." Jasper revealed, still puzzled why he had asked.
"I found out the curse has a weakness. A necromancer has the ability to place souls back inside a vampire that had lost it on the living plane because of the curse. The realignment of the soul would be excrutiatingly painful but in the end they would end up with their bodies warm with blood, able to rest, and bear children. Despite this the blood lust would still be strong as you feel it now. You won't age of course." Harry commented, idly running fingers through his hair.
"Really?" The whole group couldn't help but stare slack jawed at the Necromancer who nodded seriously.
"Yes, but you must be aware that it would take days to recover from the sudden return." Harry mildly explained.
"Will you do it?" Alice questioned, eyes wide.
"In a few days when there will be sun for several days." Harry confirmed warmly while the others nodded slowly still in shock.
"You better not be joking." Rosalie hissed while Emmett nodded along with them.
"Do you want proof of the fact I have the souls needed?" Harry raised an eyebrow while Jasper glanced closer at his bag.
"Is it in your bag, Harry?"
"Indeed." Unzipping the bag, he carefully pulled out one of the souls held in the jars. It was a bright sphere of various colors that flashed from one to another and seemed to warm brightly when Jasper gently touched the glass.
"That is yours, Jasper. It changes colors in the way your empath picks up emotions. You were always good a manipulating the emotions of the army before heading out." Harry chuckled as he carefully replaced it into the bag and yawned at the time.
"It's late." Jasper noted as they glanced at the darkened sky.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow at school, hmm?" Harry wryly grinned when Jasper immediately stood up with him and followed him to his house.
"Jasper, if you need to talk about what happened in the past, don't be afraid to wake me up." Harry sternly order as he slipped into his room and placed the bag again on the table.
"I'll be-" Jasper began but halted when Harry turned his glare on him.
"Don't tell me you'll be fine, Jasper Whitlock! You may be a vampire and lived for hundreds of years but that doesn't stop the fact the memories still haunt you. Talk with me about them and maybe we'll find a way to help with the anxiety. I'll admit I still suffer from the Civil War and the Final Battle just as you are, if not more severely." Harry scolded and Jasper glanced guiltily at the floor.
"I'll talk to you about them if it comes up." Jasper finally caved and sat on the windowsill again as Harry nodded and slipped into his bed and drifted asleep. "I promise I won't break another promise again." He whispered that went unheard.
Author's Note: The idea of them not having souls and I was adding a slight Vampire Knight reference with the "Japanese" vampires reference. Hope you guys enjoyed it xD