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Warning: You might dislike Rosalie in this chapter, but she comes around. Promise!

Chapter Four

"Wait!" shouted Alice, the morning air still cool and the grass still moist as she jogged from the Cullen house and after a retreating Harry Potter, who didn't seem to care about the current rain-fall nor how wet his coat was probably getting, "Harry, wait!"

Furious, face ablaze with red cheeks of anger, Harry tried her best to ignore the running vampire who ran after him. He was a good distance away from the Cullen house, hatred slowly burning into a large fire- any moment he could explode; he was tired of all the shit people kept throwing him into. He was sick of Dumbledore keeping secrets, he was sick of being a hero; he was tired of being the good guy. He didn't want his mother, and they may be something awful, but he absolutely refused to consider her as anything to him…

"Just slow down for a minute, Harry, let's talk about this." Alice began as she slowed when she reached the young wizard, "What happened in your world, Lily didn't tell us much, but I don't think it's good… from what you said back there,"

The pixie-vampire had such a soft and floating voice, he was reminded painfully of Luna, and he'd rather be talking to his loony friend Luna than this silly vampire right about now, "My experiences and world is hardly any of your business. I'm going to apparate back to London now, I'm done here- I've learned that my mother is a self-centered woman, I want nothing to do with her,"

"But she isn't self-centered, if you would just listen to what we have to say…"

"I'm tired of listening! Why don't you bloody listen! I was replaced so easily, I'm her son! I shouldn't have been replaced, why couldn't she have done something, anything to contact me, if she missed me as much as she claims, why didn't she just try?" Harry blurted, stopping dead in his tracks and turning to Alice, who faced him with a face of complete understanding.

The short haired woman gave a small smile, "But she did try, that's what I'm trying to tell you…"

"What do you mean… she tried?" he sounded defensive, as if he didn't want to believe his mother actually tried to do something along the lines of contact him- but if she tried, what happened to make it unsuccessful?

Alice blinked and then gave a human sigh, "I understand that you believe she hadn't, if Esme ever did something like that to me I'd be just as mad as you... I bet you didn't know that Lily actually ran away from us at one time, did you?" the raised eyebrow that Harry gave was enough reason for Alice to continue, "We lived in Alaska at the time, but she ran away and didn't come back for six months. When she came back to us she explained that some sort of force field held her back from getting you,"

It clicked, Harry stepped forward in a surprised manner, "But those were blood wards, if I'm not mistaking… she'd have been able to get through them, she had to have… she's the reason they exist,"

Alice shrugged, the damp rainy air hadn't fazed her, "I'm not sure what it was, but she blamed that old man that you know, said he was keeping you away from her… that's why we don't want you to blame her… that man took you away from her as much as he took her away from you,"

"You're talking about Dumbledore," Harry nodded, his eyes narrowing, it only made sense that Dumbledore would go out of his way to make sure everything went his way, "She tried everything then? She obviously didn't try enough then," the sneer he gave was cruel.

"If you'd just talk to her, maybe you could understand each other better; maybe we could all get to know each other. Rosalie can be a bit protective of Lily; she was actually very excited for your arrival, but when she noticed your extreme distaste for her… Rosalie snapped- she doesn't mean any harm…" Alice reached her hand out to Harry's shoulder, they were close in height, "Give us a chance to show you that we not only love Lily, but we do see her flaws. She isn't perfect… we know this. But you aren't perfect either,"

This made Harry think, and think hard. The rain picked up, harsh and heavier now, "Let's say I go back and decide to listen to her side of the story, let's say she's forgiven, what happens next then?"

"I don't know, knowing the future isn't always the best thing…" Alice grinned and winked, "I should know after all, I'm the seer of the family,"

Edward Cullen kept himself in the background for most of the years that Lily was around. Sure, he loved each of his siblings- couldn't ask for anyone to take their place, but the everlasting notion of not being able to find your mate was something different. He kept to himself, branching away from the members of his family.

Carlisle became worrisome of this; he'd tried a few times- even with Rosalie- to find his first son a perfect match so that Edward wouldn't have to feel like a missing piece to something that was meant to be complete. After years of searching, Edward told Carlisle to give up, that he didn't want to find his mate.

Until now, as he watched the flustered and angered wizard flee from the vampire house. He was torn between going after the short wizard or comforting his aunt who looked on the verge of having a breakdown. When he saw Alice head after Harry, he chose to stay with Lily.

When the beautiful green-eyed wizard walked into the home for the first time it sent a feeling of warmth through the topaz eyed vampire, but the other feelings that radiated from the short boy were too overpowering for him to focus on that warming feeling. He wasn't an empath, he shouldn't have been able to feel those emotions- but he did, and that's how he knew. That's how he knew that Harry was his mate, that his aunt Lily's son was going to be his life-long partner.

There was one problem though; Harry was gone now, away from him. He thought it was best to stay still, Lily needed him at the moment and even though the overwhelming pull that he felt towards the wizard—Lily was just as important.

Why did he have to find his mate like this? Most importantly, how was his family going to react when he told them… what would Lily think?

He decided to come back, tell the others to leave. I think it's best for him and Lily to talk alone, Alice thought to Edward, who followed her words and asked Carlisle if it would be alright for them all to go hunt while Harry and Lily spoke. The family, while Rosalie was resistant, obeyed and left the beautiful Cullen home. Lily waited patiently in the sitting room for her son and Alice to come back—Edward stayed also, but only because Lily decided it might be good to have him there.

Harry, though very reluctantly, entered the Cullen house once more and was greeted by the image of his beautiful redheaded mother sitting on a plush sofa in the sitting room. Standing behind the sofa was Edward, Harry didn't know the other vampire—but he didn't feel threatened by him, nothing could threaten him into fear anymore anyway.

"Harry," Lily stood, but Harry's hand waved her to sit back down as he sat on the sofa across from his mother, Alice smiled kindly and stood just across from her brother behind Harry, "I'm sorry about earlier, I shouldn't have left. You're more important than that at the moment,"

Alright. Harry nodded, accepting her apology. He'd give this a go, try to be civil and talk things out like Dumbledore asked of him—even though he wasn't in the mood to do anything that old man wanted, "I'm sure you had a good reason for attending the clinic,"

But Lily shook her head, "No, no reason should ever be greater than being with you."

Maybe Lily did want this, perhaps what Alice had said was true, maybe she did try and maybe she couldn't succeed at seeing him. That troubled Harry and threw his emotions into a roller-coaster right that made him want to vomit. "It's alright, really, I'm over it,"

"But I wanted you to know that you're more important than-"

Harry held up his hand signaling for her to stop speaking, his gaze was awkwardly somewhere else (mostly at their feet) than to his mother, "I told you it's alright. I was only curious about the reason,"

"Lily specializes in pediatric health; Carlisle was called into the hospital. Lily has a weak spot for children," Edward piped up, his voice soft and explanatory. Harry's green eyes shifted from the floor to the taller male—he gave the vampire a soft smile and nodded—he then looked to his mother.

Lily spoke next, her eyes desperate, "I'll never place anything before you again, Harry,"

"It's selfish of me to take you away from the care of children, having Alice pick me up was perfectly alright. I suppose I reacted a little out of step… let's move on now," harry didn't know what to think about Lily's career choice as a vampire—but he'd save that information for later.

The redhead vampire leaned forward, her lips twitching into that of a slim smile, "Alright, I know you have questions; you can ask whatever you want,"

"Did you know?"

Edward, Alice, and Lily cocked an eyebrow. Lily asked, "Did I know what?"

"About Voldemort, Dumbledore, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, Death Eaters… did you even know about Sirius, Peter Pettigrew…? Did. You. Know?" it wasn't meant to come out harsh, and it hadn't been meant to sound blameful- but Harry couldn't help himself, he hated the way things turned out, the way things happened and the way things were.

Lily frowned and gave an unneeded breath, "I didn't know anything that Dumbledore didn't tell me, he refused giving me information in fear that I'll do something rash—or try to contact you, though I tried many times to and that bastard stopped me,"

"Alright," Harry said, a warning tone in his voice telling Lily to leave insults out of this. Dumbledore may have been a horrible man for keeping this a secret, and he may have been a tad manipulative in how he planned things- but in the end Dumbledore did things for reasons, he did things for the sake of lives, "Let's say you didn't know, do you know now?"

"I know," honesty. That's all Harry ever wanted, honesty, "I know that you spent nearly half your life battling Voldemort in some form or another. I know Sirius was blamed for your father's and my death and then broke out later on only to be forced into hiding, I know it was truly Peter who was the culprit—never would I have believed Sirius would do that, he was far too lovely,"

Harry smiled, "Yes, he was a great man. I bit of a prankster, but a fantastic man. I miss his laugh, I miss him,"

Lily looked saddened by this, her eyes flickered to Harry's hands, which were in his lap and shaking. Was he shaking because he was cold? Or was it because of something else, "I know about his death, and how it happened. I know about the Malfoy's, and your troubles through the Triwizard cup. I know about Dumbledore and the Horcuxes, I know about his death, I also know about Severus. I know about my sister and brother, which I'm not happy with at the moment, and I also know about your heroism in defeating Voldemort. I know it all; Dumbledore sent me plenty of owls and visited me before his recent death,"

"Which isn't too good of a memory, either," Alice piped up with a giggle, "The whole family had to practically hold Lily back from attacking the man,"

Harry looked over his shoulder and to his mother, "I take it you don't like Dumbledore?"

"She's hates the man," Edward said with a grin, his eyes not breaking contact with Harry's, "practically cursed at the man every day when she found out she was a vampire,"

"I never wanted any of this, Harry," Lily interrupted, making Harry leave Edward's brilliant eyes and look to his mother's pained expression, "I never asked for this—if I had any chance to change the past, I would… I would change everything for you."

Harry sighed, taking a deep breath. He needed time to think, time to clear his mind from everything that was happening. He didn't know what to think or how to feel. But he did feel overwhelmed, this was too much to handle—absolute astonishment finally came and smacked him in the face. His mother was here, alive. His bloody mother.

"There also wasn't a day Lily hadn't talked about you," says Edward once more, his charming smile and smooth voice taking the green eyed wizard by surprise. It was like the vampire was talking to him and only him, despite the others in the room, "she never told us you were short-tempered though,"

"I've always had a bit of a temper," joked harry in reply, unsure what to say next.

Alice walked from behind the sofa where Harry sat and plopped down next to the short wizard, "will you give us a chance? We'd really love to get to know you, truly, we would,"

"But you don't have to, I wouldn't want you to feel like we're forcing you," Lily said earnestly.

"I don't—"

There was a noise from upstairs which had Edward's attention, he looked to Alice and Lily, "The family's back, guess that all we have time for,"

Esme was down the stairs and smiling before anyone had a chance to reply to Edward, "Harry, thank goodness you've come back- I was afraid Rosalie scared you away. We're not interrupting anything, are we?"

Just than Jasper was down the stairs and beside Alice where she was sitting, "Carlisle was needed at the hospital, but don't worry Lily, he said everything was fine,"

Alice smiled and stood to peck a kiss on her mate's cheek, "Let's all start over, shall we? I'm Alice, and this is my mate Jasper,"

Harry stood with a flushed face, unsure of what to do his nodded, "Harry Potter. It's nice to meet you Jasper,"

"The feeling's mutual. No need to feel so nervous, we only bite a little," joked the blonde vampire.

Alice giggled and playfully slapped her mate's arm, she turned to Harry, "he's an empath, he has the capabilities to feel your emotions and have you feel his in return. That explains earlier's incident,"

"Which I'm sorry about, shouldn't have spoken to you like that," Jasper said, and winced when a drift of emotions came flooding into him when the temperamental blonde woman from earlier came bouncing in with a hard look- hardly friendly and accepting.

"I don't understand how you can all just forgive him like that," snarled the vampire, Emmett was traveling after her as she entered the sitting room- hoping he wouldn't have to hold her back like before.

Esme gave a look to Rosalie, almost pleading, "not now Rosalie, I asked you not to ruin this,"

"Your thoughts are terrible, Rose," Edward deadpanned, stepping from behind Lily who was now standing, "let's sit down and talk, shall we?"

"I don't want to talk," Rose sneered, "didn't you see the way you spoke to Lily earlier? That's unacceptable!"

Harry became angry again, "Here we go with this bullshit! Unacceptable? Do you still believe your precious little auntie to be the victim? Love, you're a bit mistaken there—and that look on your face isn't pretty at all, you might want to try smiling at bit,"

Rosalie gaped while Emmett gave a laugh—which he tried his best to swallow as to not make Rosalie upset with him, but the look she gave him that said otherwise, "You have a lot of room to talk about complexion! Your hair is an absolute mess and your clothes are far too big on you, why don't you buy some clothes that fit!"

"Oh dear, battle of the looks now…" Edward muttered and rolled his eyes.

Harry balled his hands into fist, "maybe I'd have nice clothes that fit properly if my mother were there to support me instead of sending me off to the damn Dursleys!"

"She tried to be there!" Rosalie snapped, his blond curls bouncing with her body language, Emmett once again had his arms around his mate's waist incase he'd have to prevent her from going after Lily's son.

They stared at each other for the longest time, finally Lily spoke and broke the tension, "Rosalie, please stop this. I don't want there to be any trouble between you and my son and I don't want to have to pick sides… but I can't let you speak to him that way,"

"What!" Rosalie hissed, her teeth showing in a growl, "you'd honestly take his side over ours? Am I the only one who's not okay with what happened this morning? He has no respect for you Lily, you deserve better!"

Here we go with this bloody 'deserve' shit again,

"This is enough," Harry shouted over Rosalie's squealing voice, "I'm tired of this, I'm tired of listening to a narcissistic bitch trying to justify someone who's equally guilty. I'm tired of hearing how I should and shouldn't treat my own bloody mother- who isn't even considered my mother- and frankly, I don't need any of this. Mrs. Weasley has a sweater waiting for me back at the burrow. Say the words and I'll leave,"

"No!" both Lily and Edward exclaimed- and the whole family turned to Edward with raised brows, why would he ask the wizard not to leave? He hardly knew him, unless he was just saying it for Lily, but in this case only Edward and Alice knew the true reason behind his demand for the short teenager to stay.

Esme, with a scolding and disappointed look, walked up to her daughter, "Apologize to him now, Rosalie. You have absolutely no right to speak to him like that; this is none of our business in the first place,"

Rosalie continued to scowl, "None of our business? Esme, this is every bit of our business! Lily is a part of our family!"

"Yeah, but she's supposed to be MY family!" Harry shouted, "Therefore it's truly my business over yours, you're nothing but a group of vampires wishing they can be something less than the true monsters they really are!"

Silence. Absolutely silence, even Edward couldn't believe his mate just said that—it sent him in a whirl of absolute disbelief and depression—his mate thought it was a monster, is that truly what Harry thought?

Though no one could see, Harry instantly regretted ever saying the words.

"You take that back, you take that back right now!" Rosalie yelled loudly, so loudly he wouldn't be surprised if the whole town of Forks could hear her, "you ungrateful brat. You rude, ungrateful, snarky, self-centered brat!"

"Fuck you! I've had enough of all of this," Harry yelled back, just as loud, "I don't need this, why I've bothered to stay this long is a damn surprise,"

And with that, a crack filled the air and Harry was gone.

Meow, I'm nervous to put this up…