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Chapter Three

This is my family! The same thought continued on in his head over and over again as his eyes flickered each individual in front of him. He tried to open his mouth to say something several times, yet only air came out. He felt the world spin and the surroundings turn black as he fell to the floor with a THUD!

The Cullen family stood there in silent shock as they watched the body of the boy in front of them suddenly fall to the floor as a dead weight. Carlisle ran over to the still, pale body and placed his hand over Harry's pulse and let out a sigh of relief.

Harry's pale and scarred face looked out of place and too harsh for the too small, weak and fragile body. Edward looked down thoughtfully, his face soft and a small smile gracing his face as he took in the sight of Carlisle cradling his small human son who had been 'dead' for years. He watched as Carlisle slowly and softly ran a finger down the scar which marred his son's face, being extra careful not to be too rough due to vampire strength. Harry mumbled in his state of unconsciousness which sounded suspiciously like 'Sirius.'

He watched as Carlisle slowly and gently picked Harry up shushing him as he continued to mumble to himself. They turned watching Carlisle continue on back towards there house before they soon followed after him.

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Harry awoke feeling surprisingly warm. It was a pleasant change from his usual restless and cold nights which left him feeling tired and ill.

He wiggled his fingers and bare toes feeling the thick warm fluffy fleece which covered his body. His normally throbbing scar was surprisingly painless and felt cold. Upon reaching up and touching it he realised it had been clean and dressed with ointment and a bandage.

He slowly opened his eyes to see that had been gently laid onto a giant yet extremely soft sofa and tucked under several thick blankets with a thick, cosy pillow under his head. His eyes wondered around the simply, yet beautiful décor of the room. The walls were all cream with one feature wall having giant purple flowers upon making the purple and cream decorations tie into one making it look cosy, natural and homelike. The solid oak flooring was covered in a fluffy cream carpet which lead to a massive open window which seemed to look onto the miles of green forest.

Harry simply lay there taking in his surroundings and not wanting to move from the warmth which surrounded him.

Heaving a heavy sigh which was full of some slight regret of having to leave his warm cocoon, Harry slowly sat up placing his feet on the cool wooden floor and slowly stood up wrapping his cover over his shoulders, before slowly padding over to the door.

Harry stood there for a while just staring at the door in front of him. It was daunting, just imagining what lay behind it. Was his future looking bright? Or not? Would he the 'freak' ever be loved? He just stood there and stared.

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"He's nervous." Jasper stated quietly to the rest of the occupants in the room as they waited for Harry to wake up and join them. "He's full of so much self-loathing and hatred."

Carlisle slowly stood and started to walk towards the door upstairs where Harry waited and knocked on the door.

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Harry slowly reached up to grasp the door when a knocking interrupted him causing him to withdraw his hand.

"Harry?" a soothing voice stated from the other side of the door knocking Harry from his thoughts. Harry slowly walked over and twisted the handle, gently opening the door.

Harry peaked his head out from behind the door. His eyes fell onto the face of Carlisle Cullen. He analysed the face taking in the breathing taking topaz eyes and the ageless face.

"Hello" a timid response uttered from Harry's mouth. Carlisle just stared at his fragile human son looking at the covered scar and the slight bruising under his eyes showing that he still needed plenty of rest and sleep to recover from the trauma he had endured.

"Hello Harry, I'm Carlisle Cullen, it's very nice to meet you." Carlisle held out his hand for Harry to shake. Harry gently grasped the pale cold hand in front of him not remotely bothered that he was a vampire, obviously he knew but surely if he was going to be lunch, he would've been bitten by know.

"You too" Harry replied smiling gently at the graceful man in front of him.

Suddenly Harry's legs trembled with the strain of the past catching up to him causing his legs to buckle and him to fall to the ground.

He opened his eyes as he felt a body quickly grab him, saving him from impacting face first onto the floor below him. He was gentle cradle in firm but gentle arms which held him like a child. He was slowly being rocked a familiar tune being hummed as if trying to sooth a baby.

He gazed up at the man above him feeling calm and at peace for once in his life. A finger slowly stroked his forehead and lingered on the scar left by Voldemort. His eyes slowly began to drift shut. The last thing he felt was a soft kiss being placed on his head and a voice saying "I love you so, you've finally returned to me."

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Carlisle slowly shifted Harry in his arms cradling him like a baby before slowly placing him back on to the sofa and tucking him in. He sat there and watched his son's peaceful face before standing up and left with one last kiss upon his forehead.

He turned before he shut the door and whispered to the room "Goodnight son." Before closing the door behind him.

Harry stared at the door eyes watery and a lone tear trailing down his face.

"Goodnight Dad."

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