Maybe Not but It Still Sucks
Harry held his hands out in front of him, he moved through the battlefield with the deadly light of the killing curse as his constant companion. He wiped out the death eaters as of they were flies. He kept his pace steady with one last target in his sights. The destruction left behind could have been caused by Voldermort himself, both he and Harry were equally matched. The light side had suffered few loses and like Draco they were watching Harry in wonder. Never had any of them seen magic wielded in such a way. Draco counted himself lucky to be on the side of the light, even though he had suffered greatly, one way or another this would end tonight.
"Have you come to die Riddle?"
Draco was impressed that Harry had achieved a very slytherin attitude, he face showed absolutely no emotion and his face was set in a perfect pureblood sneer. Riddle whirled around to regard Harry, the beginnings of a smirk present. He motioned to his death eaters to halt and all battle ceased. The battlefield became silent as a graveyard, only the sound of wind and the crackling fires could be heard. Harry and Riddle regarded each other for a long silent moment then Riddle swooped into a short bow.
"Potter, it is you who will die this night I am the great-"
"Magnificent Lord Voldermort, yes I know, now shut up and die Riddle."
The dark lord laughed a short ringing sound and then bowed his head to Harry and branshided his wand in a wicked slicing motion, Harry narrowly escaped the heart slicing curse and countered with flesh eating curse of his own. The battle raged on for six long hours and eventually Harry came out the victor and Tom Riddle lay dead reduced to a smoldering pile of bones that seemed to be wrapped in snake skin. The coming weeks were filled with funerals, and somber celebrations. Wizarding Britain was seized by a curious mix of jubilation and sorrow. Slowly historical buildings including the ministry itself were being rebuilt. Everyone was moving on, looking to a future that was brighter and filled with hope.
Draco felt the hope to but there was something else brewing under the strange combination of emotions that had seized his world, there were stirrings of resentment, whispers of fear that Harry was more powerful then Voldermort, that Harry poised a threat to the very world he had saved. Harry had done a great many magnificent things in the final battle, he had performed dark spells that rivaled even Voldermort's in their power, he wiped hords of death eaters as if they were pests being exterminated, and he had saved all of their lives. As far as Draco could surmise though people were becoming increasingly concerned with how Harry had done it, and they seemed to be forgetting that he was on the side of the light.
Harry was not daft in any realm and Draco knew he noticed the change in people just as well as he did. He bore the resent in silence, even his two best mates seemed to be drifting away. Draco would watch Harry smile and nod pleasantly but he alone could see the burning anger in Harry's eyes, he could feel Harry's growing resentment towards a world that had tossed him aside one too many times and were on the verge of doing it again. Draco couldn't say how it happened but he ended up living with Harry. The Malays had been stripped of all titles and assests and Harry knew this. Harry invited him to the stay the night and he never left.
Within a month of him moving in Harry began to drink, he stopped taking visitors and would leave the house for two three days at a time with no explanation. He would come back with brusises dark circles and sleep it off until he could go out again. Harry was very slowly and ineptly attempting to kill himself and Draco could do little but watch as Harry came back after each failed attempt. He would lock himself in a room that Draco was forbidden to enter and come out covered in paint.
On one such evening Harry emerged from his secret room with a smudge of blue paint on his cheek and announced with no inflection that he was leaving. He gave reasons all of which Draco could understand but did not want to accept, he left Draco the house and a smaller account, with over eight billion galleons. Harry left and Draco tried to bury himself in the luxury he used to once so enjoy. He purchased himself fine clothes and traveled to exotic locations, the war had robbed him of everything, but he was now once again Draco Malfoy the filthy rich, his happiness was shallow at best and a complete illusion at worst. Harry was the one thing Draco Malfoy had gained that had any value and he wanted him back. Harry had been kind enough to leave him an address.
The plane ride was hell and Draco endured it with carefully measured sips of calming draught. It didn't take long to find Harry but Draco was immediately intrigued by what Harry was doing. He was playing muggle at the local high school. Draco was admittedly bored and spying on Harry for a bit wouldn't be so bad he figured. He considered a glamour and a fake identity but the town was so bloody small that new people were treated like celebrities. Perhaps assuming an identity would be the way to go. Draco spent a few days staking out the place, he noted the vampires early on, but if Harry wasn't bothered then he woud leave it for now.
Eventually he spotted Mike Newton he seemed to be the only one persisting in a friendship with Harry which of course Draco could use to his advantage. He subdued the boy put in him in statis in his own closet and carefully absorbed every detail of Mikes life to perfect his performance. Mike wouldn't come to any harm and when Draco was done he would simply wake him and give him enough memories to bridge the gap. It was a simple plan which promised a bit of fun and would definitely get a rise out of Harry. Observing Harry as Mike proved irrissisatble H arry was sly, he used magic all the time, and when Draco asked him very pointed questions about his past he would out right lie.
Harry didn't affect anyone, he stayed in the perphials of the whole high school scene like a ghost. People thought he was mysterious but when they pushed they found out that he was just rude. This sly rude and quietly cocky Harry was not someone that Draco had met before, he was fairly certain that this Harry was not anything like the one he knew. One thing remained true though on the inside Harry was sill broken, waiting for someone to accept him. He was light and dark all at once, mangnectic, elusive. Time flew by for Draco much more then he had anticipated or planned floor and the planned two weeks turned into a month and then into two and then into three, until suddenly Draco had gone through nearly six months of unesscary muggle schooling.
The vampires where about and one in particular seemed just about as obsessed with Harry as he was. Harry always gave him the slip or at least he had until this moment. Harry and Edward where waling into the school laughing and talking quietly. Then Harry was talking to its brother and by lunch he was sitting at a whole table of them. Draco watched in growing confusion and left school with a new plan in mind. He would need to reveal himself as soon as possible. Perhaps Harry was bored and thought the vampires could offer a little fun, the town of Forks was addmitelhy a dull place, and there was nothing like immediate mortal danger to get your blood pumping. Draco had assumed that was the reason Harry drove above the speed limit everywhere he went.
The next morning Harry and his vampire stalker were no where to be found. Draco bothered Remus daily, of course Remus didn't know it was Draco, and if he got to pushy Remus would confound him and he would have to pretend to be confused and wonder off. Harry was the best hider in the world and if he didn't want to be found then Draco held little hope of finding him. He was not frightened for a moment that the vampire had hurt Harry such a feet was next to impossible, and they had been all chummy before the disappearance so Draco could only assume that wherever Harry had gone he had gone there willingly. When all the other vampires disappeard Draco felt the first tendril of fear worm into his heart.
He considered revealing himself to Remus and starting a search party, only the thought of Harry's anger held him back. He had only planned to massacred as Mike for a day or two at the most but the allure of getting to know Harry as someone new was too powerful and he had gotten woefully carried away. Even the revelativly simple task of revving Mike and sending him on his way had become more complicated. He had seriously disrupted the boys life, blowing off his friends and attaching himself to Harry like a unwanted leech. Put simply Draco had gone too far and he knew it, and now he was considering running scared putting Mike back in place and turning up at Harry's door like he had only just arrived. The only problem now was actually finding Harry. He would go to school for one more day and if Harry didn't turn up he would revive Mike and go looking for him himself.
As luck would have it Harry did turn up, unfortunately he was with the vampire, and even more alarming, he looked strikingly similar to the blood sucking fiend beside him. His once tan skin was now a glowing pale and his eyes were slightly iridescent. Draco walked up to the car and tapped the window instantly gaining Harry's attention. Harry stepped out of the car and Draco examined him for a moment. There were a mulitude of emotions running through him but he mostly felt relief. Harry was here and he was alright. Draco reached for him and pulled him into an awkward hug. Harry didn't feel ice cold, he felt warm and alive.
That didn't really resolve Draco's question, Harry was still changed in a lot of ways. He had not seen many wizards that had been turned into vampires, so he wasn't entirely sure what to look for. Draco did detect a slightly sickly sweet scent. The only way he would know for sure would be to ask and right now he was in no position to do so. Draco was surprised to find that he was happier Harry was alive and possibly a vampire then dead. He pulled back a bit hearing the beast growl. He leaned down sanity forgotten and kissed Harry gently, the next second Harry was pulled away from him and he was faced with a snarling vampire. The protectiveness, for that what it was, alarmed Draco for a whole new and terrifying reason. They were mates!
"Calm down Edward, just leave it alone, go to school I'll catch up with you."
It didn't seem like Edward was listening to Harry at all. If anything he seemed more tense and he sent Draco a deadly glare.
"I'm not leaving you alone with him Harry."
Edward narrowed his eyes into slits and Draco glared right back. He was not about to give Harry up to some brainless creature of the night! Harry was his.
"Edward, look at me, Edward, look at me!"
Draco watched as Edwards eyes snapped down to Harry's who had maneuvered himself between him and Draco. Draco watched in fascination as the vampire seemed to melt under Harry's gaze, and it wasn't the type of melting Draco would have preferred. He listened as Harry convinced the beast to go on ahead and leave him alone to catch up with 'Mike'. Draco was left to face his mistake, the boy Mike was certainly not gay he had lost his senses for a moment.
"I'm sorry Harry, I don't know why I did that."
Harry looked at him for a while seeming to contemplate something. If he knew Harry at all he was considering erasing the entire incident from Mike's mind.
"Come on, I have to go to school so I can get suspended."
Draco faked a laugh poorly.
"Where were you Harry?"
"I took a trip, Amsterdam, Tokyo, it was a blast."
Harry shot him a smile and Draco came to a stop. Harry had been running?
"You went with Edward Cullen?"
"Yeah it was kind of last minute, he won plane tickets-"
Draco held up a hand to silence Harry and cut him off.
"He won plane tickets to Europe and Asia?"
He watched Harry swallow nervously. Good he knew Harry was a much better liar then that. Although he couldn't say much about Mike's intelligence, perhaps that was why Harry was making these paper thin excuses.
"Yeah he won plane tickets kind of a package thing. None of his siblings could go so he asked me to accompany him and it was free so I thought what the hell."
"What the hell, really?"
Harry looked around nervously and Draco suppressed a smirk. Harry would recognize his smirk in any face, or at least he hoped so.
"Alright Harry, say I believe that, why were all the Cullen's gone?"
Draco really did smirk when Harry's eyes shot wide open. Got ya!
"They already had a trip planned, that's why they couldn't go."
Draco observed Harry silently for a long moment. None of that was plausible or remotely true, he was sure only the locations were true. On the other hand the real Mike would be buying this. So he nodded and smiled.
"Alright Harry if you say so did you have fun?"
"Yeah I barely made it out alive."
Draco faltered for a moment. He had a sinking feeling that was the second thing Harry was telling the truth about. Draco contented himself with the knowledge that Harry was indeed alive. His relief was short lived however since he walked into their first class to find Cullen smiling oh so sweetly from the front row.
"Harry what is he doing here?"
"I don't know."
Draco watched with a slight morbid fascination as Cullen leaned close Harry talking softly. To his supreme displeasure Harry would lean in close as well. Up until this 'trip' Harry had been steadfastly ignoring Cullen. Then they were best mates, run off do something to scare away the rest of the family. Draco was fuming he would not allow Harry to be sucked into the underbelly of the world. He was losing though, the soft expression on Harry's face was proof enough of that. His heart lurched when he realized he was witnessing Harry in love.
By midday there was nothing Draco could do to hide his anger. His whole body was shaking and he wanted nothing more then to whip out his wand and rip Cullen apart. Of course his piss poor acting didn't escape Harry's notice. Harry pulled him aside, he assumed to talk, but then he felt the light probe of Harry's magic in his mind. He was attempting to convince Mike that the Cullen's were normal, that Edward was normal, that there was nothing to fear. He had to quell his usual defensives to not alert Harry, but he wasn't going to let that last bit slide.
"I love you Harry."
Harry looked at Draco oddly and tried again to plant the impulses.
"No Harry I love you."
"Mike your not making any sense."
Harry tried again causing a white hot pain to shoot through Draco's head and settle behind his eyes. The pain was the deciding factor in Draco's slipping control. He grabbed Harry by the tam and dragged him into the washroom. He was beyond reason, he had suffered for months with Harry leaving, and now he had the nerve to fall for the one thing Draco loathed above all others. He pushed Harry into a wall and looked down at him. Harry was taunting him with his beauty, mocking his love. He leaned forward and Harry began to thrash around. Then he slapped Draco across the face. It only fueled his anger. Had Harry slapped Cullen like that?
"Is this what you came to find Harry? You like it cold, you want it rough?"
"Mike calm down."
"Shut up! You want him! He's dead Harry, he's a fucking leech who preys on life. You let him drink from you, you let him claim you! Tell me did he turn you already?"
Harry stopped struggling in Draco's arms and his hold lessened a bit. He had done it now, there was no point continuing with this charade.
"Mike listen to me you don't know what you're talking about."
"I said shut up Harry, you chose him, I thought you needed time, you needed space to figure things out. Do you think I would have let you leave for one second if I knew that this was what you were searching for! How could you fall for one of them!"
"Mike you're confused."
"I'm not Mike!"
Harry clamped his mouth shut and Draco let his glamour fall.
"Draco!"
Harry began to shake in his arms. Draco took a step back, the room was shaking now. He hand't meant to make Harry this angry. He was seconds away from having one of his 'fits'. Draco honed in on Harry's magical signature and was pulled along in a violent apparition.
*** Edwards POV ( A few days before) ***
Harry went to sleep not long after Edward took the phone from him. Edward watched him curled up on the couch for a while. Alice and Jasper had yet to return and the rest of the family was avoiding Edward and his house guest. Edward decided it was time he got Harry a bed since hie would staying indefinitely. Edward wasn't to uneasy about leaving in Harry in the house. His family members seemed a tad bit frightened of Harry. They had good reason Edward supposed but it was still funny to them shy away from a little boy. Edward looked into the hallway mirror his eyes were a swirling mass of red and gold. It looked interesting and if was bold he could attempt to pull it off as strange contacts, but to safe he pulled a pair of sunglasses never mind the lack of sunlight.
The drive into town was quick since he never obeyed the speed limits. Even with his sunglasses the man who ran the mattress shop seemed a bit frightened by Edward. It was always that way with the very old humans. They seemed to able to scent death and tended to try an avoid any Cullen while reaming polite. Edward hid a wince as the old man knocked over a display lamp. After a few quickly uttered words and no contact Edward arranged for the mattress to be delivered right away. He waited at the house for a total of twenty minutes before the delivery men arrived with his purchase. He let bring the mattress as far as the front door and then he shooed them off with a generous tip. It didn't take him very long to have his room rearranged and he moved the still sleeping Harry to the very large bed done up with silk sheets.
He watched as Harry sighed and snuggled under the sheets until only the top of his head was showing. Edward watched him sleep for a while feeling a bit content himself. Of course there were still many things to be stressed about namely his siblings and his parents. It then occurred him that Harry would have to eat. Instead of going into town which he had already done once today, he called the local grocer and ordered a weeks worth of food. Esme did go the grocery once a week to keep up appearances but she donated the food to the local food banks and shelters. Harry remained asleep for most of day which was testament to how stressed the boy must have been.
Edward could not really relate he had long since gotten over the loss of his family. With nothing else to do Edward decided to raid Esme's library for cook books. There were several books and also some old audio tapes. Edward had read nearly all the books and was on his fourth tape before Harry finally stirred. While Harry was out whatever shield he had on his mind seemed to have dropped and Edward was privy to interesting flashes color and blurry faces as Harry dreamed. He awoke a bit confused to find himself in a bed and had the brief moment of disorientation that comes with not remembering where you are. Eventually his eyes locked with Edward's and a unreadable expression passed over his face, clouding his beautiful eyes.
At some point since the time Edward had gone to town and now the sun had decided to make an appearance and Edward listened in amusement as Harry's thoughts became confused. It would seem that Harry had not once seen sunlight since coming to Forks. He stretched and rolled over finally noticing that he was on a bed. His thoughts asked so clearly where the bed had come from that Edward answered him before thinking about the consequences. Harry froze like a cat ready to pounce and slowly dragged his eyes up to meet Edward's swirling red and gold ones. Edward attempted to blank his face but Harry did not his eyes brows grew together in clear frustration.
"You can hear my thoughts?"
Edward held in a irritated growl and admitted that he had been able to for at least six hours. Harry's mind immeaitdly went silent. His eyes locked to mine and I guessed he was thinking something horrible to gage my reaction if his expression was anything to go by.
"Blocked your mind again."
Edward didn't quite achieve the nonchalant tone he was going for but Harry didn't seem to think it was fit to respond anyway.
"You really should eat something you've been out for twelve hours."
Understandably Harry wasn't convinced that Edward actually could cook and he rolled his eyes when Edward held up the cook book he was currently reading. Harry rolled over again and proceeded to stare at the ceiling. He seemed very warn out and once again Edward was left feeling an uncomfortable sense of guilt. To distract himself from the disconcerting emotion Edward pushed Harry to eat, trying to gage what it was he might want. Harry finally grew tired and told him to make whatever he wanted and rolled over giving Edward his back. The only thing Edward had seen Harry consume regularly was salad and as far as he was concerned that wasn't enough.
Edward went downstairs and in no time got a little more then carried away. In no time the kitchen was filled with steam and smoke. The dead meat held a faint but still repulsive smell of decay and Edward would have avoided handling it if could. As it was in no time he had both stoves and all three ovens engaged in his cooking. He couldn't really fathom why they had all of these things, he knew it was Esme's doing but it was strange none the less. Other then Harry there had never been a human in their home. However Esme always kept the kitchen immaculate and fully stocked like one would drop by at any moment. Edward went upstairs to get Harry who still seemed a little groggy and followed him quietly.
When Harry caught sight of the table his eyes widened comically before he set his face into a more neutral expression. Edward watched carefully as Harry selected very few items from the table. Harry then suggested that the rest of the food be donated to a local shelter. He went back upstairs plate in hand and Edward was close behind him. He watched while Harry ate grateful that he seemed intent on finishing everything. His movements were graceful just like they had been in the restaurant. It seemed like ages had passed since they had gone there but in reality it had only been a few short weeks. Harry started slightly when Edward removed the now empty plate from his hands. He went downstairs to take care of the dirty plate and was back in seconds.
"Do you always have to move so fast? It makes me dizzy."
Edward examined Harry he didn't look dizzy but he supposed Harry wouldn't be used to such fast movement. Edward however wasn't used to holding back in his home and Harry already knew all of his secrets so he saw no reason to anyhow. Edward watched as Harry began to look around the room. His eyes would linger here or there, he still seemed to be easily distracted much like a newborn vampire. It was a bit upsetting how much he looked one. Edward was a bit curious and wanted to perhaps have Carlisle do some more in depth testing but Harry had flat out refused anything of the sort.
"I apologize Harry. Can I show you something?"
Harry eyes snapped to his and Edward smiled slightly he was very glad for Harry's green eyes, he would hate to see red eyes shining out of that angelic face.
"What is it?"
Edward held out his hand and Harry took it a bit heastianly. As soon as Harry's hand was his he swung him around and onto his back and took out the opened window. He heard Harry yelp in surprise before he clamped his mouth shut and wrapped his arms and legs tighter around Edward's torso. Edward was so lost in running that he nearly went right past his surprise. When he finally came to a stop Harry was laughing. Edward set him down gently and Harry continued to laugh wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. He bent double hitting his hands on his thighs and practically howling with what Edward hoped was glee.
"That was brilliant! That was better then apparating!"
He continued to laugh and Edward gave his head a shake to clear it of the beautiful sound. He needed to focus. Harry's words had brought Edward back to that strange night that had landed them in there current predicament. Harry had done that apparating trick he had used it to run away from him and then he had used it to confuse him. There was most likely a multitude of things Harry could do with that power he called magic. Was it any small wonder that his family avoided Harry? Was it any small wonder that they were frightened for his safety and for theirs. The wind picked up a bit whipping the long strands of Harry's hair around his face. Outwardly he was this young boy to small to seem threatening but trapped in that tiny frame was a power Edward could not fathom.
"Is that what it's called and apparation? That is what you did to me?"
Harry looked to him his green eyes clouding for second before his whole face into the expression Edward hated the most. He seemed to sigh and then he turned his body away from Edward altogether and looked into the trees.
"Yes."
"I didn't like it very much, I thought you were trying to crush me."
He watched as Harry seemed to close in on himself, the light he seemed to emit at all times dimmed until it died. He eyes flicked over to Edward for a second and then he sat on a fallen log becoming very still and quiet. His heart the only audible sound to Edward.
"I felt like that to the first time I did it. It does take some getting used to."
Harry seemed guilty now and Edward almost felt bad for even brining it up. He had done worse things to Harry. Still it was something he needed to figure out, not the apparating but what Harry had done next. The thing that left a big blankness in his mind. He had hinted at it before only to have Harry close himself off like he was doing now. However that wasn't the reason he had come here today, he had wanted to show Harry something special this was his clearing in the woods the only place in Forks where the sun always shined. Already the morning sun that had so confused Harry had gone back behind the clouds.
The clearing itself was beautiful the trees formed a natural circle and everything was lush and green. The ground was covered in soft grass and wildflowers grew here and there. The sun made everything look even more perfect. It was natures magic here, perfect harmony; at least to Edward. Harry was looking around at everything the distracted air coming back full force. He would look at Edward for a few seconds but then look away and his eyes would linger on something else.
"Where are we Edward?"
Edward hid a smile he loved the way Harry pronounced his name. His british accent caused him to pronounce so very differently form americans.
"Do you like it? I come here to think. I find it very soothing and I enjoy the run up the mountain as well."
Harry smiled and nodded seeming to come back to himself a tiny bit. The light that was Harry seemed to come back to life once more and he smiled, his eyes trailing away from Edward to focus on something else.
"Yes it does seem very peaceful."
Harry didn't seem very bothered by the bugs or the moss. Rather he seemed to be examining everything. To Edwards surprise he picked up a spider and examined it. He watched the spider as it climbed Harry's long fingers. He noted with some degree of relief that Harry's skin didn't sparkle despite it becoming very white since Jasper's attack. Carlisle's one and only examination had revealed that all of Harry's organs were in working order. The only noticeable changes were his slightly lower then normal bodys temperature, his white skin, and the slight glow in his eyes. Harry put his hand down and let the spider walk off and back onto the log.
"So Harry I was thinking that perhaps we should talk."
Harry didn't acknowledge him right away rather his eyes lingered on the spider for a moment longer before he turned to face Edward fully.
"Your right we should talk."
Harry got up and walked over to Edward and then settled down on the grass indian style looking up at Edward expectantly. Edward got the hint and took a seat as well.
"I was wondering if you feel any different. I have noticed that you become very easily distracted."
Harry closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them the expression Edward so hated was gone. He was met with raw emotion and realized finally that Harry struggling much more then he had let on. How had things gotten so out of hand so quickly?
"I have been feeling strange. Things don't look the same as they used to. I can see things that are really far away like there right in my face. It doesn't seem to matter if it's light out or if it's dark. That spider then one I was holding, I used to think it was just black but it's not. It has these little purple diamonds on it. Then there's the noise sometimes there's so much noise and then I realize I'm listening to people who are miles away."
Edward nodded sympathetically. It was the very same thing he had experienced when he had first been changed. It was odd even a bit painful to wake up and see the world and realize that you had truly never seen it before. The simplest of things would look lustrous. The tiniest bit of light would hold a thousand colours. The differences were so varied and so many that it led some new vampires to their own death. The realization that everything would forever be altered, that everything would forever appear so beautiful was too much.
"I saw a lot of things like that as well. Overtime you will forget how things used to look and this new vision will become normal."
Harry smiled gently and Edward smiled back pondering what he had been told. Harry had a vampires sight now and hearing as well. It was interesting, they sat in silence for a while both enjoying the calming effects of the woods.
"Edward."
"Yes."
"Thank you for brining me here, it's very nice."
Harry smiled sweetly and Edward was happy to see the emotions swim clearly in Harrys eyes.
"You're welcome."
Harry moved closer and then startled Edward completely by climbing into his lap. Edward wrapped his arms around his small waist loving the feel of it. Harry's body felt very hot to Edward much like it had the first time he had kissed Harry. The heat wasn't any less intoxicating and his scent was nothing short of ambrosia. He pulled him closer wanting to feel more of the heat only Harry could provide.
"So we have each other now."
It wasn't a question that Harry was asking, but Edward nodded none the less. They did indeed have each other. It seemed the worst of their trails were over and they could spend the rest of the time they had together simply getting to know each other. Edward thoughts stopped abruptly when he felt soft lips come into contact with his throat. He went still as Harry worked his way up his throat leaving a path of fire. Then the lips moved along his jaw, his breathing became embarrassingly erratic and he swore he heard Harry chuckle. A growl started working its way into his chest and his hand suddenly sprung to life to pull Harry flush against him. Harry was teasing him kissing everywhere on his face but his lips. Edward moved and captured Harry lips with his own. Harry pulled away panting slightly himself.
"Easy now Edward. No biting."
"Of course."
Edward went back in for Harry's lips not really feeling an urge to bite like Harry seemed to think he did. His mind became clouded but not with blood lust. Harry's scent seemed to be dulling his senses but in the most pleasant way possible. Harry's hand began to tug at his hair and then he was lying down on his back with Harry running his hands under his shirt. The button's came open and Edward's eyes fluttered closed of there own accord. Harry lips trailed down his chest igniting feelings he had never felt before. It occurred to him then that Harry had more experience in this sort of thing. He felt a brief moment of jealously before he reminded himself that Harry was his now and would be his forever. He drew Harry up gently and kissed him once more. He would never tire of this feeling Harry have him. Harry pulled away and looked Edward in the eyes and Edward was a bit confused by what he found there. It was something like blood lust.
"Edward I need you. I love you, please."
Harry began removing his own shirt and Edward stared at each bit of flesh that was revealed. He was suddenly made aware of Harry's arousal when it brushed against his own. Harry shuddered and began rocking back and forth gently.
"Please Edward."
Edward nodded not sure what Harry was asking for, but he would give it to him if he could. He would give Harry anything that was in his power to give.
"Make love to me Edward."
Edward froze not quite believing his ears. He couldn't understand how Harry had reached this choice. He tried to get control of the whirlwind his thoughts had become and found himself nodding before he got his mind under control. With one forward movement he had Harry underneath him. He needed to get his thoughts under his control.
"Harry what's happening, what are you doing?"
Harry didn't answer he simply lifted himself from the ground and wrapped his arms around his neck. His lips kept stealing Edward's thoughts away. The voice telling Edward now was the time was growing fainter and fainter.
"I need you Edward. I want you, please."
The voice lost with those words and Edward gave over to what Harry wanted. It was frenzied and one moment to the next Edward felt lost to what was happening. He knew though that he became one with Harry and that he felt at peace. Harry was moaning loudly and Edward was lost to sensations that was better then taking blood. Harry screamed his names and shuddered violently with his completion. Quite a while later Harry was snuggled comfortably against his chest wrapped in a blanket he had transfigured out of his shirt. He was fast asleep and breathing deeply and slowly. He seemed really peaceful. Edward played with the silky strands of his hair letting it run through his fingers.
He was feeling a little delirious, he thought happily for a moment that his brother's could no longer make fun of him for being a virgin. Harry sighed and opened his eyes and smiled brightly at Edward before pushing himself up to steal a kiss. The sun began to lower and Edward's more overbearing protective side kicked in, and he started getting then dressed and ready to go home. Harry helped by turning his shirt back into a shirt and in no time he had Harry on his back and was running through the woods with Harry screaming in delight in his ears. He leapt through the window landing gracefully and carefully removing Harry from his back.
"I need a shower."
Edward nodded and watched Harry make his way to the bathroom which had been stocked with everything he might need and probably things he didn't, the shower turned on and Edward took the time to change and wipe certain fluids from his stomach. Harry shower seemed to last a long time but Edward resisted the urge to go check on him and make sure he was alright. Harry came back with a white towel wrapped low on his hips revealing his perfect torso to Edward's hungry eyes. His body was amazing all lean muscle with no trace of excess fat. His hair was wet and clung to his skin tiny rivulets of water dripping down until the disappeared into the terrycloth around his waist. Harry walked over to the couch and held up his black jeans and his bloodied white shirt. He would be needing clothes. Edward contemplated a trip to the mall but he knew the instant he did that Alice would appear from wherever she was hiding.
"My closet is the door right behind you, you can pick out whatever you want."
"Can I shrink them?"
Edward nodded even though he was not entirely sure what Harry meant and Harry blushed a tiny bit. Edward knew Harry was a bit embarrassed by his height thinking himself puny. Edward of course thought he was perfect.
"Do whatever you want to the clothes just don't make anything pink."
Harry shuddered and rolled his eyes.
"Edward I hate pink."
Harry emerged form the closet in a blue sweater and black jeans. Edward didn't often pay attention to what was in his closet but he was sure he didn't have any black jeans. Still Harry looked great so he shrugged it off. Harry began fidgeting seeming a bit shy about something Edward was trying to figure it out until Harry's stomach made a loud noise solving the mystery for him.
"I forgot yo need to eat. Do you want me to make you something? We can go out if you like?"
"Um do you still have that 'breakfast' you made."
Edward smiled and lead Harry downstairs, luckily someone most likely Esme had covered up the food from earlier, placing some things like the meat in the fridge. Edward removed them all for Harry so he could take his pick. Harry uncovered several dishes and selected the mash potatoes and some steak. He then took a white dish out of the cupboard and placed the food in it, then he put the dish in the oven and turned the oven on to 350.
"Harry I don't mean to pry but you're a wizard right?"
Harry posture tensed up and Edward spoke quickly to soothe him once more.
"I only asked because you seem to know you're way around these appliances. From what I heard from Carlisle your kind doesn't really use these things."
Edward made a gesture to encompass the kitchen and Harry seemed to unclench. Harry looked thoughtful as he removed the rest of the dishes from the fridge and piled them on the table presumably to be brought to a shelter.
"I wasn't born in the wizarding world. My mother was a muggle and both my parents were killed when I was still an infant. I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle both of which were extremely muggle. I had to all the cooking and cleaning which is why I know my way around your kitchen."
Ae he spoke Harry's face became more and more closed off until Edward was left looking at the serene mask again.
"Harry I don't know what muggles are. I don't know who Voldermort is. I don't know anything about you! It really bothers me because you...you know all about me. You know all my secrets! Don't you?"
Harry looked at the floor and Edward walked over to him determined now to sort this out. It wasn't fair that Harry was privy to every dark secret of his past while he was left in the dark. Harry was trying to close up again his mask was becoming perfect.
"Harry I don't need to know everything, but you need to let me in. Just tell me something. Please?"
Edward's frustration peaked and then fizzled out he pulled Harry into his arms trying to force the stiff body to yield to him.
"Harry don't shut me out. It isn't fair."
Harry remained still for some time and then he nodded and pulled away from him. He took Edward's hand and lead him back up the stairs. Once they were both seated on the bed Harry finally looked into his eyes.
"This isn't going to be easy, but you're right. It isn't fair that I know so much about you and you know next to nothing about me. I need you to trust me and block out all other thoughts, every other mind you can hear. Can you do that?"
Edward nodded and Harry let out a deep breath and opened his mind. Edward was fascinated Harry showed him all his memories starting from a very young age. The muggles as Harry called them didn't seem to treat Harry very well. His school years were plagued by Voldermort and the battle that Harry had just come from was bloody and nothing like Edward had ever witnessed. He saw Harry's attempts to destroy himself and the decision that had ultimately led him and his godfather here to Forks. Edward opened his eyes unaware of when he had closed them. Harry was in front of him practically curled in on himself. Edward reached out and brought him close.
"I will protect you, no one will ever hurt you again. I promise. I'll keep you safe."
Shortly after that Harry fell asleep and Edward strayed beside all through the night. Going over all he had seen. Harry's life had very few happy moments. Edward vowed to make sure every moment Harry experienced from now on was a happy one.
"Edward I have to pee can you move?"
Edward shifted so Harry could get out of bed and listened to the sounds of the toilet flushing and then the shower starting. He could still hear Harry's thoughts but they were very muffled.
'give me a few moments Edward'
So Edward was hearing these thoughts because Harry was letting him. Sometime during the night Edward had taken all the extra food to the local shelter. The food Harry had placed in the oven was a charred mess and Edward had thrown that in the garbage dish and all. Edward set about making Harry breakfast. He took out the ingredients for pancakes thinking to try something new. He added a glass of orange juice, and then a glass of milk just in case Harry didn't like orange juice. He cut up some fresh fruit since Harry always seemed to go for fruit grabbed the syrup and headed back up the stairs. He made it time to see Harry pulling on a white sweater and shaking out his long hair.
"Is it cold in here? I don't really feel the temperature."
"It's a bit chilly."
Edward set down the tray with Harry breakfast and went back downstairs to fiddle with the thermostat.
"How is it that you didn't freeze to death?"
Harry shrugged and mumbled something that sounded like warming charms. Edward searched though the memories Harry had shown him and found out that he knew the meaning of many spells and charms; though the knowledge was little use to him since he had no magic. It was a little fascinating that a whole world could exist and he had never been the wiser. Edward pointed to the tray and Harry smiled and took it carefully.
'You made this?'
"I did, do you want something else?"
"No it's perfect. Thank you."
Harry was still not allowing Edward to hear his thoughts, he was only getting questions, or in short things he wanted him to hear. Edward supposed being able to hear everyone's thoughts had left him a but socially awkward. He was not used to having to read people by expressions or actions. His gift allowed him to know that actions and words were not always on par with thoughts. Harry was a somewhat volatile person, he went through a range of emotions but never seemed to back down from a challenge. Edward on the other hand didn't like to be changelled. If something was too much he would retreat and shut down. Harry however faced everything head on, guns blazing, all systems go. He watched Harry eat glad that he had thought to add the fruit since Harry was licking his fingers tatalizyingly.
"You've killed vampires before, with fire. That time in your room was that what you were doing to me?"
Harry put down his fruit and Edward pictured himself with his foot in his mouth. Why couldn't he ever keep quiet? It wasn't something he wanted to bring up but he was desperately curious about it. During that terrible battle Harry had held up his hands and fire had shot right out of his palms. He had leveled almost twenty vampires instantly. The Volturi could not kill a vampire so efficiently. Still Harry looked uncomfortable and Edward found himself wishing he hand't brought it up at all.
"No the spell you saw me use in battle and the one I used on you were very different. Feindfyre is the only fire that can kill a demon. What I used on you was just a typical magical flame, mostly non destructive. It's considered light magic."
Harry set aside his breakfast entirely and became pensive. Edward wanted to kick himself for not keeping his mouth shut. He knew Harry was a but self conscious about using dark magic and he knew that was the reason some people were frightened by him. It was a little odd considering Harry had only used his powers to save his kind. He supposed power was easy enough to fear though. If Harry got it into his head that he wanted to control someone he could. Still it seemed unfair that he had been shunned by the people he saved.
"Did I scare you Edward? Are you scared of me? Your family is... A family of vampires are scared of me, how... Fitting."
Edward sighed realizing Harry was becoming upset. His family wasn't scared. Weary may have been a better word. They were simply nervous, and Edward finally knew why. A wizard such as Harry could be very lethal to vampire. It was just self preservation kicking in to be cautious. Of course if he told Harry any of that he would think he was siding with his family. Truth be told his family was waiting for his final verdict. He was being allowed to decide if Harry was a threat to their safety or not.
"I'm not scared of you Harry."
Harry let out a sound that was supiciosly close to a sob. Edward hid a sigh. Was talking to your mate supposed to be this difficult? Wasn't there supposed to be this magical understanding? Some type of complete harmony?
"Why aren't you scared? You should be, you've seen me kill, you've seen what I can do. Merlin I even nearly killed you!"
"No Harry you didn't. I've been pushed to my limits before and I was no where near death."
"How can you still want me after last night? I could kill this whole town!"
Edward didn't know if he burst out laughing or crying. This was so not what he had in mind when having this conversation. For one everything was backwards. He was the killer, he was the monster. He could understand fully the guilt one lived with for taking life. Unlike Harry he did not have the excuse of saving and entire world. No, for Edward he had just been hungry, just a little out of control. Harry was the one who should be disgusted not him.
"Harry you have it all backwards. I am the monster here. I pursued you, I attacked you, I stalked you. I've pretty much alienated you from your only family! You are not the one who should be worried. Why you've even given me the time of day I'll never figure out."
Harry smiled and picked up his breakfast giving Edward the impression that suddenly all was resolved.
"You're my soul mate, you're perfect for me."
"Ok Harry."
Harry finished his breakfast and Edward brooded silently. They had come to some sort of tentative agreement. Though Edward was still trying to figure out what that was.
"Have you met all the Volturi?"
"You know I haven't."
Harry made a little humming sound in his throat.
"Well I know that you think you haven't. Don't your memories become distorted over time?"
"They can given time some details can fade I suppose but that takes centuries. Only my mortal memories have faded. Why are you asking about the Volturi?"
Harry didn't seem like he would answer at all and Edward didn't feel like pushing any other issues so he was about to let it drop.
"Some of the things I saw seemed confusing. I was just a but curious."
"Well I was a newborn the first time I saw them, I was confused."
Harry nodded and Edward was left to wonder what Harry was getting at. In the short time he had known Harry he had realized that the boy was blunt. He normally didn't beat around the bush like this. There was something Harry wanted to know but for some reason he didn't want to come out and ask.
"What did you see?"
Harry took his time before answering fiddling around with his now empty glass of milk.
"You were out of control, more then usual."
"Ha Ha Harry."
Harry smirked but still he seemed a little put off. Finally Edward put it together and he resisted sighing tiredly.
"Does it frighten you Harry, are you afraid you will end up like that?"
Harry nodded and Edward reached over for his hand.
"You know none of know how this will affect you. Trust me Harry I won't let anything harm you."
Harry smiled and leaned forward for a kiss which Edward happily gave him. They spent the rest of the day quietly talking. Edward made sure Harry ate lunch and also dinner and then Harry fell asleep, and Edward spent the night thinking over what would happen Harry. It was something else unknown and a bit frightening to think of. Of course Edward reasoned that they would cross that bridge when they came to it and not a moment sooner. Harry woke up giddy bouncing all over the bed like a child.
"Is there a reason you're so excited?"
"I want to take you somewhere!"
Edward sat up and grabbed Harry to attempt to stop his bouncing but he kept on grinning like a fool.
"Can I drive?"
Edward led Harry to the garage and he stared open mouthed for a full ten minutes.
"Why the hell do you drive a Volvo?"
Edward chuckled and Harry went at once to the Lamborghini. He pulled out of the drive carefully but as soon as we hit the main road he floored it. Edward had thought he was a fast driver but Harry overtook traffic in a way he had never seen. If his eyes weren't fooling him things were quite literally jumping out of his way.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
Harry grinned and turned on the freeway. A short while later we were in the city. Harry had taken us to Seattle. After a while Harry seemed to be sticking to the side streets. They ended up at a small cafe and Edward was left to wonder why Harry had taken them so far for a cup of coffee. He had purchased perfectly good coffee from the grocery store.
"Are you hungry?"
"No Edward come on."
Harry waited for me to get out of the car and then he took my hand. The cafe seemed normal there were customers sitting at the small tables. A small line up front. There was no scent. Nothing has any scent at all. The young woman right beside me took a large sip of her coffee, only Edward could not smell the coffee.
"Harry, what is this place?"
There was something horrible about this place. Edward was beginning to suspect that none of these people were real. They looked real but there the suspicious lack of scent, and on further inspection no thoughts. This was some type of illusion. Edward began to shake feeling disoriented. These were the endless possibilities he didn't want to think about. These were the things that magic could accomplish.
"Edward? Are you all right? Come one move."
Edward looked down because something was insistently tugging on his arm. It was Harry, he looked a bit concerned but everything was filtering in slowly to Edward. He was in a full blown panic.
"This isn't real. This cafe isn't real! This is awful why would you bring me here?"
"Edward its an illusion this is a potions shop. Calm down! Tell me whats wrong."
Harry seemed confused and Edward realized slowly that Harry couldn't have known. His mind didn't work as fast. Perhaps he had been wrong in assuming Harry knew all of his serects. Perhaps Harry was still sorting through what he had found in Edward's mind. It was still frightening though, this place, it looked too real.
"Did you do this? Did you make this place?"
"No I didn't make it. It's just a cover. Edward what is it?"
"Nothing."
The cafe disappeared to be replaced by a dingy looking shop. Two figures clad in black robes appeared. They had their wands pointed at Edward. Harry looked away from Edward and faced the other two wizards.
"Why have you brought a vampire?"
"He is my mate."
"Very well, you will follow us."
Edward thought the way these two spoke was strange, it was like they shared one mind. Edward followed after Harry and they ended up in a candle lit chamber. Everything was coated with a thick layer of grime.
"What have you come here for Harry?"
"Blood potions."
"Very interesting indeed."
One of the robed figures disappeared through another door and came back with several vials. Harry paid for them with large cold coins and then they left. They walked to the car in silence and Harry got into the passengers seat.
"What the hell was that about Edward?"
Edward didn't really want to answer but he knew Harry would come across the memory at some point, if he hand't already.
"It was the illusions, I was trapped once when I was very young. The whole story is there in your head if you look."
Harry nodded and thankfully dropped the subject. The rest of the car ride home was spent in silence. Edward wanted to ask about the blood potions but decided to wait for Harry to explain. They arrived home and Harry went to kitchen and came back with an apple.
"I want you to keep these potions on you. They refill on there own. If you don't feel like hunting or something they can sustain you and they last longer then animal blood."
Harry handed Edward a very tiny sac with Edward stared at for quite some time. The vials he had seen had been quite a bit larger.
"The sac is spelled to be bottomless, it can hold many things."
Edward nodded and placed the silken sac in his pocket. It was very thoughtful of Harry to buy him such a potion and he had sort of messed it up.
"Thank you Harry."
"No problem. Do you want to help me cook?"
Edward nodded and in no time he and Harry had made a complete mess of the kitchen. It seemed they could only distract each other and a few things ended up burning. After a while they did manage to make an omelet and Harry to a seat in his lap and ate happily. Every few moments Edward would plant a kiss on his cheek or in his hair but Harry was ignoring him.
"Do you want to try it?"
Edward made a face and Harry chuckled popping the fork in his mouth instead.
"So Edward can I see you eat?"
"Eat what?"
Harry smiled and Edward swallowed nervously.
"Can I see you hunt?"
"No absolutely not!"
Harry pouted and Edward suddenly found himself wishing for Harry's serene mask, he was no match for that look. In no time they were in the forest. Edward climbed up a tree and placed Harry on a sturdy branch.
"Do not move from this spot Harry."
Harry crossed his heart and smiled and Edward rolled his eyes. Harry was going to be the death of him. He crouched low to the ground waiting for the mountain lion to run. It was no fun after all if there was no chase. She moved and Edward sprung giving in to the beast inside him to guide him. He had her in no time and then drained her throwing the corpse far off into the distance. When he was finished he heard clapping and cheering.
"That was brilliant!"
Harry's eyes were wide and Edward leapt up to the branch Harry launched himself at him.
"I thought she was going to eat you!"
Edward laughed outright and after a while Harry joined. The next few days were dream like for Edward. Harry seemed to be insatiable which was a problem since he was quite loud. He was sure his parents and his siblings could hear them. Although he had suffered in silence for years being forced to overheat them so he didn't feel too guilty about it. A few more days went by before Esme came to the door with Harry's things. Edward was hesitant to let Harry know his things had been sent, but Esme knocked the door and Harry looked up.
"What is it?"
"Your things."
Harry nodded and held tighter to my sleeve when I tried to go to the door.
"I have money, I mean I don't have to stay here."
"You're staying here."
Edward kissed Harry and he finally let go of his sleeve to let him go to the door. Esme had already gone and left two boxes one of which had Harry's car keys on top. Edward brought them inside noting that they seemed far heavier then they should. The soft sound of sobbing filled the room and Edward sighed once again feeling guilty for landing Harry in this position. His heart ached a bit he gathered the small boy in his arms and brought him over to the bed. Edward spent the night thinking and decided that come Monday they should really go back to school. He spent most of the morning convincing Harry to shower and dress. He made him breakfast and tried to start up a conversation but Harry wasn't having it.
He remained silent the whole way to school. Of course as soon as they pulled into the driveway Edward was reminded of Newton. The boy had strange thoughts. There was always a background noise like static and Edward couldn't figure out why. The boy's main concern was Harry. Harry got out of the car to meet him and Edward followed not happy with the look on the boys face. He became angry and Harry convinced him to go on ahead so they could talk. Edward left only because he had some things to take care of himself. He quickly made his way to the school office. In no time he had charmed the secretary into switching all of his classes so they fell in sync with Harry's.
It was a bit unsettling to shamelessly flirt with the older woman but it was worth it for the look on Newton's face when he opened the classroom door. It seemed with each passing class Newton grew increasingly frustrated. By lunch time Harry tried to shoo Edward on ahead so he could talk to Newton alone. Edward didn't go very far since the strange static that was in Newton's mind seemed to have increased in volume. He entered the washroom in time to hear the tail end of Newton's rant. He hand't had any idea Newton knew Harry so well. The bit about him being a blood sucker was also alarming.
"Draco!"
Edward looked on in confusion at the back of Mike's head, the hair changed from dirty blonde to nearly white. It couldn't possibly be that Draco but the look on Harry's face confirmed for him that it was. The bathroom lights started to flicker and Edward was unwittingly pulled along in yet another apparation. The sensation was much worse this time and when the crushing sensation finally came to a stop Edward's hands flew to his head. Draco whirled around and stared at him with some shock and then aimed his wand at him. Edward stared at the wand for a moment wondering what Draco was going to do with it but all thought was cut short by the sound of Harry's scream.
Edward was alarmed Harry seemed to be literally blowing apart black tendrils of what he could only assume was magic were leaking out of Harry's very skin and moving like snakes across the floor. The terrible screech he was emitting was getting louder and louder until it hurt Edwards ears. The most alarming thing was the tendrils of magic were doing nothing but leaving a wake of unbridled destruction in their paths. Edward watched in fascination as one such tendril weaved closer and closer to where he was standing.
"MOVE!"
Edward turned to survey Draco the boy had completely dropped whatever spell he was using and was now swimming in Newton's clothes, apparently he was a lot thinner but roughly the same height.
"MOVE NOW!"
Draco seemed to be using all his might to pull on Edward's arm but he could hardly feel the effort. His brain wasn't catching up very quickly with the danger around him and he heard Draco let out a string of colorful curses before he twisted on the spot and apparated them both out of the way. At the last second Harry's magic had touched his shoe and Edward was startled to see that the shoe was melted and giving off smoke.
"Do you want to be destroyed you fool!"
"What was that?"
Draco looked around the house he seemed as distracted by the continuos screams as Edward was.
"It's my fault. Harry is having a temper tantrum. I shouldn't have revealed myself like that."
"What was that?"
Draco looked at Edward like he wanted to throw him in the way of some more of that black magic, but after a moment he calmed down and pulled his arm free of Edward's grip.
"Harry has the ability to use raw magic but he hans't completely learned to control it. His magic has also been closely tied with his temper and he is having a fit."
Edward nodded and realized with a start that this was Harry's home in england. He was growing quite tired of being flung around the world. If he guessed right this was the parlour and Harry was somewhere upstairs in the throws of one crazy temper tantrum. Edward ran up the stairs and noted without much care that Draco was shouting for him to come back. He found Harry in a bedroom and what he saw was nothing short of gruesome. Harry's skin was cut open in places like someone had run a long sharp knife across his skin. The room itself seemed to be saturated in magic. Edward took a step forward and stepped right back out at the loud sizzle. He was smoking and his skin tingled everywhere.
"Harry can you hear me? Its me Edward. You need to calm down everything his going to be alright ok. Draco said he's sorry, just calm down you're going to hurt him."
"That won't work."
Edward turned around to find Draco leaning causally against a wall. His clothes seemed to fit a lot better now and his hair was in perfect order. He was smirking and looking at Edward as if challenging him to something. His smirk faded away though when Harry collapsed into Edward's arms a second later and mumbled something into his shoulder.
"What was that Harry?"
"Sorry about your clothes. Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine Harry but we should get back to school before lunch is finished."
Harry nodded and wrapped himself more securely in Edward's arms.
"Are you ready Edward?"
"Go ahead."
The last thing Edward saw before they were whisked away was Draco's face contorted in rage. He sent him a wicked smirk and gave him the finger. They appeared back at home in their room. Harry untangled himself at once at took a hold of Edward's hand. He dragged them both over to the closet. Harry removed what was left of his clothes and began examining him throughly for wounds. Edward held in a chuckle it was nice to have Harry concerned over him but he was a little put off that Harry thought him so weak. A soft towel appeared in Harry's hand and he began to wipe black scorch marks of his skin.
"You're sure you aren't hurt? I'm surprised Draco warned you at all."
"What was happening back there?"
Harry didn't answer instead he stood up and started picking something for me to wear. He sat Edward down and began dressing him It wasn't something he couldn't do for himself but he liked the feel of Harry's hands on his skin. Harry began fixing his hair running his fingers through it until it fell the way he liked it. Edward grabbed Harry by the waist the slits in his skin had disappeared and he looked fine except for his clothes which were torn in many places.
"What was that Harry?"
Harry sighed and straddled his waist.
"That was a fit. Draco is a complete arse! I can't believe he was following me all that time. When I get my hands on him...ahhh!"
Edward chuckled and ran his hands along Harry's sides to calm him down.
"He's in love with you."
Harry went stiff and then shot some spell out of his hands that burned the remains of Edward's previous outfit.
"That is just... Stupid! He's so stubborn Edward. More then you."
Edward must of looked disbelieving because Harry shot up and began to pace.
"He is! If he's gotten it into his head that he loves me...damn it! You can't hurt him Edward no matter what he does you have to promise me."
Edward nodded but Harry just smirked and pulled down a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"You forget how well we know each other dear. Promise me Edward, on your honor."
Edward smiled and Harry smirked looking expectant.
"Fine I promise on my honor that I will not hurt Draco Malfoy, but if he hurts you I will not be held responsible for my actions."
"Fair enough."
Edward smirked himself and Harry dressed quickly and fixed his hair.
"How is it possible that I never heard anything from his mind?"
"You wouldn't have, Draco would have kept Mike's thoughts open but blocked his own. He went through a lot of trouble to do this. He probably cast compulsive spells on his own mind."
Edward was sure he wasn't following but he decided to puzzle the rest out himself since Harry seemed a bit worn out.
"We should head back to school, lunch is nearly over."
Harry nodded and Edward grabbed him and jumped out the window not wanting to apparate anymore for the rest of his life if he could help it. They made it in time for bio and didn't see Newton for the rest of the day fake or real. Harry requested Mc donald's afters school and Edward went through the drive through. Harry ordered a lot more food then normal but Edward didn't comment.
"Can you drop me off at Mike's house?"
Edward growled but drove into town like Harry requested, still Harry seemed angry and when the car came to a stop Harry got out and slammed out the door.
'I am not your property, go home and don't let me see you lingering you around the house!'
Edward ground his teeth together as Harry's mind went silent. He went around the corner and contemplated not being seen.
*** Harry's POV ***
Harry knocked on the door and smiled politely at Mrs. Newton feeling uneasy. Her son was most likely somewhere in the house unaware of what was happening. She seemed to know who he was even though he had never been there before, she called Mike and Draco came bounding down the stairs back in disguise. Harry held up the bag of Mc Donald's and Draco gulped recognizing the smile as one of rage.
"We still have that project remember. I brought dinner."
Draco nodded and lead Harry up the stairs. As soon as the door closed Harry pinned Draco to the wall.
"What have you done with Mike?"
Authors Note: Sorry that this chapter is so long!
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