Chapter 5

(Harry's POV)

I was relieved the headache was gone, but my whole body was on red alert. I didn't think there was a way out of this. How do you get rid of a Horcrux without offing yourself in the process? I wasn't sure, but I had to fight off my urge to save everyone else and run, just run away. I didn't want to live with them; I didn't want to endanger them. I could still feel him there, on the edge of my mind, waiting for a moment of weakness, a moment of forgetfulness. I couldn't let him hurt them anymore.

As soon as I had walked through the front door, I felt someone grab my arm and my head jerked sharply over to Draco who had gripped my arm in a vicelike grip. "I know that look. I know what you're thinking. Don't even go there. Harry Potter, I swear to Merlin, God himself if he exists, if you take off and leave us, I will hunt you down, beat the shit out of you, drag you back here and chain you to the wall." Draco's face showed the darkness that he harboured in his heart. I didn't doubt for a second his threat was real. "You're my brother, Harry." Draco's cold expression cracked for a moment, his eyes becoming watery, "Don't leave us," he begged and I knew he was silently begging me not to leave him.

I blinked for a second before turning fully to him, ignoring the fact that my arm was getting pulled oddly because he hadn't let go, and pulled him into a hug. Draco, I let that strange green lettering tell him. I didn't trust my voice. I knew my voice would sound like his if I dared to speak. My eyes closed, hoping, praying, that Draco would understand, but knowing he never would. You know me; I'll do what I have to. I need to protect you guys.

The embraced tightened to a point where I wondered if he was going to let me go. "Not this time," a voice behind us growled. I looked up at Ron, who had spoken and I saw him, Hermione and Luna all standing there, straight as if soldiers, and with stern, determined expressions.

"Harry Potter," Hermione said stepping forward slightly, I felt Draco letting go and we both turned to look at them fully. Draco still had his arm slightly around me, as if he was just assuring himself that I was there. "We were your more faithful. We listened to you over Dumbledore and over the Order, we are your soldiers." She shook her head, "Don't deny it, we are, but more than that, we are your family. We love you and because of that, we'll do whatever is needed to help you, even if that means keeping you safe from yourself."

Luna walked forward until she was standing right in front of me so I had to look down at her, but sadly not by much seeing as she was only a little more than an inch shorter than me. She looked straight into my eyes and I could see her pleas and honesty shining through her eyes. "Harry, you say you trust me. Prove it now, trust me, you're safer here with us. Don't leave," For once her voice lacked the mystical feel to it. It only did that when she was dead serious.

I blinked down at her. I felt two conflicted emotions, the saviour, the one who would have left in a heartbeat to save and the boy from Forks, the one who couldn't speak, the one who was scared, the one who just wanted to live and be with his family and develop the friendship I had with Edward until it blossomed into something else entirely.

Edward was a new and frightening thing that had suddenly entered my life. I had heard everything Voldemort had said and seen what he had done, but had no control. As he had approached Edward to kill him and taunted me, I felt anger and pain rise up in me unlike any other time in my life. It had fuelled my fight because I had become overcome with the need to be with Edward, and to that I had to protect him from this monster inside of me.

I stared down at Luna, I did trust her. I knew she wouldn't lie about something like this, and the two emotions, the two me's battled internally for a moment. I blinked and felt a tear run down my cheek before I pulled her into a hug. I shook very subtly and let the words appear in thin air.

Luna, please, I'm just so scared.

"I know," she whispered sounding mysterious again and yet comforting. "But don't worry, we'll work it out."

I just want him out of me. I want him gone. I broke down into sobs and I felt my friends, my family encircle me, giving support.

"He'll be gone Harry," Severus' voice startled me and I jumped, causing the others to pull away from me. "I promise you. I have an idea..."

Luna suddenly froze, clearly seeing into the future and then came out of it, causing her to relax her stance and turned to Severus with a curious expression, "Will that work?" before he could answer she asked another question, "Moreover, will they even agree?"

Severus straightened up and sighed, "We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" He muttered, "They'll be here soon."

"Now actually," Luna corrected mistily and right then the doorbell rang.

Hermione left the room to get the door and soon we were all gathered in the living room. We were silent for a couple seconds before Severus stood and held himself in his usual fashion, one of cold formality. "Evening," he greeted, "My name is Severus Snape, feel free to call me Snape... or if you feel so inclined I suppose you can call me Severus." He started and glanced at me with a small jesting glare, "Merlin knows that these dunderheads will be getting you to attempt to warm up to me. Speaking of which, these are my charges: Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and the soon to be Draco Malfoy-Snape and Harry Potter-Snape." He gestured to each and we all nodded in turn, well, except Luna and I, who smiled at the Cullens and gave a wave.

The Doctor from the hospital stood up and smiled at us, I assumed he was trying to be comforting, "Good evening, it's a pleasure to meet all of you. My name is Carlisle, this is Jasper, Emmett, Edward, Rosalie and Alice my adopted children and my wife Esme." He said motioning to each like Severus and they all smiled and nodded at us.

Severus nodded and Carlisle sat again. "Well, originally, the reason I asked to meet you all was to acknowledge that we know you're vampires, vegetarians, and in the area, and for you to know we know and we're wizards, but," Severus glanced at me, "It seems trouble loves us too much to set us free." I smiled softly, yes, trouble did truly love me. Severus looked over at us before sitting down and saying, "I suppose we should start at the beginning."

Clearly the Cullens knew of the existence of wizards or at least figured it out because none of them looked surprised. Carlisle smiled softly, "That tends to be the best place to start."

Severus sat up straighter and began to tell our story, starting with Lily and James and how they met at school and his relationships with them. They were great listeners to be honest. They gasped and awed and did everything at the right times. When we reached Lily and James' death and my being sent to the Dursley's they all looked at me with heartbroken expressions and I felt pity enter some of their eyes and I shot up out of my seat before they could stop me.

Stop right there, the green shimmering letters vibrated with my anger. Don't you dare pity me, my parents were courageous, amazing people, and it sucks that they're gone. I know, no one knows it more than me, but I'll be damned if that means people pity me for it. They did something for me that I will always appreciate and love them for, but you should be praise them for their courage, not pity me for my loss. I got over their deaths long ago.

Hermione stood and placed a hand on my shoulder and I looked over at her, I realized then that my outburst might have been a bit too much. They clearly didn't mean to offend me and I scratched the back of my head awkwardly and sat down. "You'll have to excuse Harry," Hermione started looking down at me. Draco threw his arm around my shoulder and I snuggled into it. Across from me, Edward tensed in his seat and I felt the urge to go to him, but I restrained myself. "Actually, scratch that, don't excuse him... but just know that his teenage years consisted with him being praised as someone who destroyed Voldemort as an infant when really it was Lily Potter who should have been given that title." She smiled without mirth, "The-Boy-Who-Lived," she said as if it was someone she worshiped, "While he was scrubbing his house from roof to foundation and doing every chore under the sun, wizard children were brought up hearing his name as if he were a God. Even I, a Muggleborn, a child born to non-magical parents, knew his name before ever setting foot in Hogwarts, our Wizarding School. Can you imagine the effect that would have on a child who was neglected for nearly 11 years? Thank God someone had the foresight to think to still treat him like crap," she said smirking at Severus and then Draco. The Cullens looked between the two men and I could tell they were having a hard time believing two people who were very close to me would treat me badly.

"Oh, low blow, bookworm," Draco shot back with a grimace, "First of all, don't even kid yourself, I tried to be friends with him, someone convinced him I was a scumbag, remember?" Draco said glaring at Ron.

Ron scoffed, "Oh please, you didn't need my help. Your comment to Harry was more than enough to convince him."

"What did he say?" Emmett asked leaning forward, clearly amused by their bickering.

"Basically," Ron said ignoring Draco's glare, "he told Harry that his first friend ever shouldn't be his friend because he wasn't from a good, decent, pureblood family, which, by the way, I am."

"Not according to the Malfoys," Draco interjected, "You're a blood traitor," he said before explaining to the others that blood traitors was a term meant to describe Muggle loving purebloods. "It's really not the point," Draco grimaced, "I couldn't be Harry's friend. My father would have killed me or forced me to betray him."

I lay a hand on Draco's shoulder; if you had come to me I would have helped you. You know that, right? I asked him in that writing that appeared by itself. I still wasn't entirely sure how that writing was happening. My magic just let me do it. Draco nodded solemnly, "I know," he smiled softly, "But how was I to know that the great Harry Potter would have sympathy for a Death Eater's son?"

I merely smiled at him and rolled my eyes, silently teasing him. "I feel we are off track," Severus said and brought us back to first year. He mostly told the story, but the rest of us interjected at points to put our own perspective on it, and for some things, like what happened with Quirrell, were things only one of us could tell, because we were the only person there. The rest of our school years passed in a similar fashion. There were parts, parts like when we talked about Ginny, Sirius and Neville and the others that had passed on that made me ache with sadness, and others such as when I had to tell what happened in the graveyard that made me quake as I remembered the fear and the electricity known as adrenaline flowed through my veins, and the things Umbrage had done that made me fume with anger, these were the parts that made me want to flee the room and never hear this story again. They made me wish my life was nothing but a fairy tale.

Despite everything, I felt sixth year was the most interesting year that had gone by. I had really gone out on a limb that year and made many friends and allies alike so when the time came the odds weren't so far against us. After convincing Draco Luna and I weren't about to stab him in the back, he agreed to be considered an ally and the ball really got rolling with some of the Slytherins. However it wasn't a complete success, the Slytherins eventually figured it out and beat him within an inch of his life, but I didn't abandon him, even with all the anger he expressed to me, and offered to help in any way I could, even singing him to sleep when he started to suffer from insomnia because of the attack, even after being moved to his own room in Hogwarts. Some good did come out of though; he finally became a true friend.

Although times got steadily darker, we helped kids not fall into darkness or darker emotions. My old love for singing brought me through some dark times and even raised people up with me. Luna and I had taken to going to the Room of Requirements in the dead of night where she taught me to play the guitar so I would have something to occupy my ever-planning, ever-stressing mind.

I even managed to bridge Draco and Ron together when I finally told Hermione and him the full treatment I suffered from the Dursley's and played on Ron's sympathies. Ron knew what it was like to have a large, loving family, and I explained to him Draco and I were alike in the way that we didn't know that and Draco had acted out whereas I had hidden it. Draco had already told me at that point that he had always wished for a large, happy family, like the one Ron had and when he realized this he softened up to Draco. Hermione had only needed an explanation that Draco needed help and I had offered it, he wasn't a threat, he was a friend. She had trusted me enough to understand this and helped Ron understand that too.

It had nearly broken all of us when I found out about Ginny. She and I had been going out since near the beginning of the school year. She had been a touchy subject, I had loved her so much, but then I caught her with a Slytherin one night. I thought that was just it, she had cheated on me. That was okay, I could eventually live through that, but then I had a vision one night of her at a Death Eater meeting. She had apparently finally been introduced to the other Death Eaters after being undercover all year and then was being punished for failing at her mission, the mission of distracting and capturing Harry Potter. It had further broken my heart. I wound up in the room of requirements for what turned out to be days and was found by Draco and Hermione. I told them what happened and they were outraged and comforted me. Draco went off to find the others and we had a meeting in there about her. Ron didn't believe it so he walked up to her and grabbed her sleeve and exposed to the whole school the Dark Mark under her robes. Ron's mistake was that he let her arm go in shock. She then used a portkey to escape from Hogwarts.

Morale at Hogwarts got really low after that, Ginny Weasley was someone everyone considered light and to see her go dark was a shock to all. Parents in Slytherin started pulling their kids out which got the other houses rattled and made Malfoy more nervous than I had ever seen him. He knew his father knew that he had gone over, he had even tried to take Draco out by asking for a refund of the last months of school, but in response I paid for them. He had even threatened to take away his inheritance, but until he made a new heir it was unwise for his name and for his businesses if he ever passed so he just cut Draco off from his money temporarily, which was no problem because I still had money. The crowd had been so subdued one night after most of the Slytherins had left that I had jumped onto Gryffindor table and delivered an encouraging speech to raise spirits. Apparently students considered it one of the most amazing speeches they'd ever heard but I didn't think it was that amazing. It even led me to have to sing the great hall a song because I had tried to convince them that we were still children and we had to fight, yes, but we had to live and be happy too. We needed to blow off steam, which made someone ask me what I did to blow off steam... It resulted in song, which, because of a carefully selected song which required a duet, Draco had to begrudgingly join in on and eventually the whole hall was singing. The next day the house tables had been replaced by year tables and Dumbledore asked me to softly play music from my MP3 and from then on the tables every meal were rearranged and it encouraged the houses to get closer to one another.

When Draco was called home at the end of the school year I finally went to Dumbledore, no, I hadn't told the master conniver about Draco switching over (even though he had become incredibly curious and asked an endless amount of questions and the singing we did finally did sort of give it away), and I got Draco help hiding. Luna and I had flooed over to the safe house with Draco, but word somehow got out, and still to this day I don't know who it was, and as Luna and I were saying goodbye they attacked. It had ended badly. I had been shooting spells everywhere, and pushed Draco and Luna through the floo before the stunner hit me. It still confused me as to how they found us, but I didn't want to talk about it. I had woken up in a dark cell being crucioed by Lord Voldemort himself. It hurt me to think about the time I had spent there, the torture that had ensued, but not thinking about it was working as a way of dealing with it. It had been 3 weeks before rescue had come. Ron, Draco, Remus and Severus showed up to save me. As we escaped I was told that the Weasley's were wiped out in a raid on their home done by the Malfoys and Ginny Weasley. They hadn't meant to leave Ron alive but they hadn't noticed that he wasn't dead and simply knocked out. Draco had gotten an anonymous tip, that he swears to this day is from Blaise Zambini, that the Weasley's were being raided. Having no time to tell anyone, he Apparated to the burrow to see it lit up in flames and Death Eaters Disapparating and when they were gone he entered their burning home and checked every individual to see if they were alive. The only one he found alive was Ron, who he pulled out of the burning home and brought to the hospital wing at Hogwarts. Three days later they had located me and got me out of there in what felt like minutes only to have to go to war. That had been ever so lovely.

By the time we were finished I felt emotionally drained. "So, after Harry told the crowd that they could have Tom," Severus had resorted to calling him that to avoid the whole Voldemort and he-who-must-not-be-named thing. He still was schooled to call him the Dark Lord, but every time he did we would glare at him, and the name Voldemort still had an effect on him. "We went back to my home on Spinner's End." Severus glanced at me and I smiled softly at him, encouraging him to go on. "We were all pretty banged up and traumatized. We'd lost many we cared about, Neville had perished in battle. Harry wasn't speaking, not about the war, not about his time being captured; he spoke of nothing and to no one. Luna wouldn't stop sobbing and staring off into space, I now realize she was looking for a brighter future, but at the time she created a bit of a scare. Draco wouldn't let go of Harry during the first day and didn't let him out of his sight for the next week. Ron stayed holed up in the boy's room, yelling and snapping at everyone till Draco went up there and they had a good shouting match and confronted him about the death of his family and the role Draco's played in it. Hermione just sat in my library and read books, I still have no idea what you meant to achieve by reading all my books." Severus cast Hermione a glance that spoke that he was suspicious, but didn't understand.

Hermione smiled sadly, "I was trying to keep my mind off of everything... watching everyone self-destruct would only result in me falling apart as well."

Severus nodded as if this was acceptable, and to be honest, it was. We were a crazy bunch the first few days after the war. Carlisle looked Severus in the eye and asked, "What did you do after the war?"

We all looked at him, curious as well. Severus sighed, "I did what I do best, I made potions, mostly ones for healing that were sent to Saint Mungo's... and drank a lot of firewhiskey."

I sat up straighter, Severus Snape, I scolded, you had better not be continuing that crutch. I know you were stressed, and still are, but you know that we will all bounce back eventually.

Severus gazed at me passively, "Oh I know Harry, everyone did get better, and at a remarkable pace, all except one." His black eyes bore into mine and I swallowed.

I'm working on it, I replied, I'm trying. You don't need to worry about me.

Carlisle and Esme chuckled suddenly and we looked over at them, "Oh Harry," Esme said talking for the first time, her musical voice and motherly nature made my insides shake. I wished I had a mother like her, and I didn't even know her! "No matter how old your children are, whether they are 17 or 117, you will always worry about them, no matter how hard you try to convince us otherwise." I smiled at her, I knew there was a reason my first impression made me like her.

"But what happened at the Hospital?" Edward asked leaning forward.

I sighed, rolling my neck, suddenly remembering the incident. Severus sighed, "We explained to you what a Horcrux is. What resides in Harry is a piece of Tom's soul," this caused all the Cullens to gasp.

"No way," Emmett exclaimed, "That freaky snake guy, is in Harry?"

I glared sharply at him and I felt arms grab me; it wasn't just a precaution to make sure I didn't get up to attack him, which although they probably wouldn't take seriously, would be a problem for him. I had proven before that I could do damage to vampires. Also though, the physical contact would help keep me grounded. You don't have to rub it in. How the fuck do you think I feel about it? I have part of the man who killed my parents and tons of other people I love in me. He killed Neville, he took Ginny from us! I felt tears brimming on my eyes and I started shaking. I concentrated on the hands holding me still before I knew it wasn't going to be enough and bolted from the room.

I heard several people call my name but I had disappeared upstairs. I burst into my room and crawled onto my bed, crying the pain in my heart out. I lay there for several minutes, I heard shouted downstairs after at least 10 minutes had passed and wondered what happened. I felt kind of bad and wanted to go apologize to them all for overreacting, but it just hurt so much. It was always me; every time something went wrong I was in the center of it. I was so sick of it but there wasn't much I could do. It just made me sick to my stomach that he was within me. How could they ever love me with this monster that ruined their lives within me?

That's right Harry, how can they love a worthless freak like you? You're harbouring a murderer... I'd say that makes you just as bad...

I clutched my head as I heard his stupid, hissing voice in my ear, pain radiated from my scar outward and I let out an ear-splitting scream. "Get," the first shriek faltered because of the rasp in my voice but the rest came through strong, "Out of my head!" the words had slowly come out, but they were loud. The sound of movement downstairs was instantaneous; I just hoped they weren't too late.

(Edward's POV)

I moved to follow Harry but Alice placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "Let him go, he needs to just cool off. He'll be down in a bit." I sighed and nodded, sitting back down. I also noticed across from me Hermione looked like she was going to get up but Luna had placed a hand on her shoulder until she sat down again. She was still gazing off into the distance though.

Severus cleared his throat, "Sorry for Harry, he is prone to emotional outbursts; he'll cool off in a few minutes."

Carlisle smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry about it, emotional outburst are not uncommon in our family."

Severus nodded and slowly stood, "See, the problem with Horcrux's are that they can only be destroyed in certain ways, and there never has been an occasion where a human has been one. Usually they have to be destroyed by something that has magical properties, such as Basilisk venom, it needs to break down the thing, destroy it entirely, or the Horcrux will live on within the object. In this case, the object is Harry, and I fear for him. Harry is a foolish selfless boy when he gets down to it. He will do whatever it takes to save those he loves... from going down into unknown chambers beneath Hogwarts to getting captured by Death Eaters that are hell-bent on killing him to save his friends," Draco winced at this, "and if given enough time to brood over this, I wouldn't put it past him to hurt himself," Severus paled slightly, "or even kill himself to get rid of Tom."

I felt my gut clench at the idea of him pale and cold, completely motionless, dead. I couldn't handle that and I clenched my teeth to keep from causing an outburst.

We all digested this for a moment, "So," Severus said, visibly swallowing, "the thing is, we need to find a way to kill that part of him without killing Harry." He paused, as if he was thinking something over, "To my knowledge there is only one way to do that."

I noticed that everyone in the room was leaning forward, looking at him intently, curious as hell to find out what it was. All except Luna and Alice who sat back and were staring at each other, either they were staring off into the future, or they both knew what he was going to say and were thinking it over.

Severus swallowed again, "There are only two ways to destroy a Horcrux. One must either destroy whatever, or in this case, whoever it is that has the soul inside them. Or, they must purify them." I felt a sickening sense of dread overcome me. "Destroying Harry is out of the options, so all that's left is to purify him of the soul and all else... and the only way to do that is to inflict a virus upon him that wipes out all and makes anew..." Severus looked up at us, the Cullens and sent his coal black eyes on us. "The only thing I know of that would do that is vampire venom."

This comment caused me to uproar very suddenly and it took me a moment to realize that Alice and Luna were standing, between the Wizards and Vampires, facing opposite directions, Luna to them and Alice to us and holding their arms up in a 'I surrender' fashion and Alice was staring at me calmly.

I felt sickened, condemn Harry to this life, beautiful, perfect Harry to a life of vampirism? Destroy his soul in the process? This wasn't purifying, this was the epitome of destroying one's soul. I let my opinion known while Carlisle tried to explain over me that he didn't bite people unless they were in dire conditions. Rosalie of all people suddenly shouted at us to shut up and I noticed the Wizards stopped bickering as well.

Draco looked livid while Hermione looked calculating and Ron looked stuck in the middle. Severus was merely passive and Luna, I realized, had been trying to persuade them to calm down and talk about it rationally.

We were silent and I heard Harry's voice from upstairs shouting the words, "Of my head!" Rosalie and Draco were up and taking off for the stairs instantaneously and we all followed closely behind.

We all piled into Harry's room and Severus, Rose, Draco and I all rushed to his bedside. I had no idea why Rose was there, or why she cared so much about Harry, but I was glad she cared for him. It might have been difficult if she hated Harry like she hated Bella, considering this time I was certain by now he was my mate.

Harry had his hands pressed against his temples, his face contorted in pain and arching off the bed, crying out in agony. Severus replaced Harry's hands for his on Harry's temples and closed his eyes as Draco tried to talk to him and bring him back to focus.

"Harry, Harry, remember when in third year I insulted Hagrid and Hermione slapped me in the face?" he asked looked distressed, Harry opened his eyes and focused on Draco. I took Harry's hand in mine and he smiled at me. Rose brushed some of his hair aside and gripped his other hand. "I had that handprint on my face for a good three days," Draco said and Harry smiled, "I had to put a glamour on to make sure no one saw it. Blaise caught me in the bathroom applying it and asked me what I did to my girlfriend to result in that." I heard Hermione snicker behind us somewhere. He chuckled and tears fell from his eyes, "He didn't let up on teasing me for years. He even asked me about it the last time I saw him, before his father took him out of school. We talked about his father and how he couldn't get out of the battle. I tried to convince him that the light would protect him, but he didn't believe me. He told me that they wouldn't want someone so tainted by the dark. I tried to get him to see that you didn't care about that but I think he must have been too scared. Maybe scared that I was just faking it and was going to turn him over or scared of his father, I don't know. Right before he left he turned around and asked me if I could tell him who the girl who slapped me was, because he didn't think he would see me again and he always wanted to know... Fuck, he was a good friend," Draco rubbed his eyes and Rose took his other hand and glancing back I saw Luna place a hand on his shoulder. He leaned his face over to rest his cheek on her hand. "Harry, don't go, please, we've lost so many," he suddenly burst into sobs and Luna wrapped her arm around his shoulders and he turned into her shoulder.

Harry's eyes locked onto Draco and he shut his eyes tight. Slowly Severus opened his eyes and sighed, "Harry, I put a wall. It's temporary, but it'll hold for a while, hopefully a week."

Harry opened his eyes slowly and nodded, before giving a sigh. He pushed himself up into a sitting position. Harry took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, a determined look on his face. He glanced at the people in the room, and I held his hand tighter in mine. He glanced at me with a smile before looking back at Draco. "D-Draco," he started his voice scratchy before giving a cough and a wince. Draco turned to him, his eyes wide with wonder and I didn't think anyone in the room breathed, waiting to see what he would say. "Wh-what did you tell him?" his voice shook heavily but he got through it.

Draco suddenly smirked, "I told him Hermione Granger slapped me in the face because I was being an ass." A glance at Hermione proved that she had begun to cry softly and was resting her forehead on Ron's shoulder. "I told him she was right to do it."

Harry smiled softly; he cleared his throat, "You sly Slytherin." He smiled softly, his eyes watery. "You would roll over and die before admitting Hermione was right to do something like that to a pureblood when you were under your father's control... proving you're really light." I felt like rejoicing at his voice, I couldn't explain it, but his voice calmed my soul. It made my bones vibrate with pleasure and love. I wanted to gather him in my arms and take him away somewhere, just us, forever and ever.

Draco smiled and nodded before his face fell, all his schooled expressions were gone. We all still were quiet, watching the exchange. Severus was looking at his two sons with happiness and hope. Draco hiccupped slightly, "Unfortunately it just got him killed," Draco whispered, "If I didn't tell him that he would have fought for the dark and then his father wouldn't have-" Draco broke off and visibly gripped Rose's hand tighter and Luna's arm tightened around him.

Harry let go of Rose's hand and came forward and took Draco's other hand. I felt jealously curse within my veins for a second, but then I remembered their explained relationship. They had spent so long hating each other, they cared for each other with just as much fervour, but it was completely platonic.

Harry looked deep into those silver eyes, and I felt pride ignite in me. Harry cared so much for his friends, he overcame his own problems to help Draco with his sadness. "Draco Malfoy, if you hadn't, he'd be in Azkaban or dead, at least now he died fighting for what he believed in," Harry said, not losing eye contact with him. Draco suddenly launched himself at Harry, but Harry gathered him in his arms as if it was nothing. Harry glanced at me and smiled softly.

Draco straightened up quickly after a moment, "Uh, um, sorry," he said pulling out an actual handkerchief and blew his nose and wiped his eyes with a different part of it.

Harry smiled and rolled his eyes at him, "Think nothing of it," Harry whispered and looked at the rest of us before slowly getting up. "I apologize for my earlier outburst, shall we continue this downstairs?"

Severus nodded and stood as well, putting an arm around Harry's shoulders and leading us downstairs. When we were all sitting at our previous seats Severus told Harry his plan, telling us to all remain calm because he wasn't going to force Harry or us into anything and if we decided to forgo the idea then he would try to figure something else out.

Harry sat pondering this for a few seconds before looking around at everyone, "Well," he started, still looking somewhat uncomfortable with his voice, but he seemed to be fairing okay, "I think I would like to hear what everyone has to say on it before I say my opinion."

So we began, basically there were three options, okay with him being a vampire, being opposed to being a vampire and not caring either way.

Hermione started, "Harry," she said turning towards him, "to be honest I don't mind the idea. If you wish to use this method by getting rid of the Horcrux then I won't stop you, but know that I would rather you researched more and if it comes to this then I will supply you with enough information on the life of vampires to have you reading for months."

Harry smiled, "Coming from you, I wouldn't have it any other way." Hermione grinned at this.

Ron sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Alright, so the idea kinda creeps me out, but if it keeps you safe then, mate, go for it. You know me, I'll get used to it in a couple days." Harry smiled at him and Ron nodded.

Harry turned to Draco, who shook his head before taking a large amount of his blonde hair into his hand and yanked at it. He sighed and let go, "Okay, fine," he spat out. "I hate the idea. Merlin's beard Harry, why does it have to be you every bloody time?" it was clear he wasn't actually asking Harry this question. He sighed again, "I would rather you didn't. I'd rather you researched more... but I think there isn't a lot of time to make this decision... So," Draco looked angry again and Harry placed a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

"I'd be the same person, just a different diet," He said softly and Draco winced.

Draco sighed, "Fine. You know me; your safety is the top priority. If it gets rid of him then do it."

Harry looking pleadingly at Severus and I don't know what crossed between the two of them but Severus spoke up. "Draco, we'll talk later," Draco sighed and nodded grudgingly.

Harry looked over at Luna and she sighed and closed her eyes, "Harry, there are two outcomes in my mind. Death and vampirism," she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Leaving results in death and staying results in vampirism... and I'd rather have you walking around, being that stupidly courageous and sweet Gryffindor that you are then dead. You won't be different, you'll just be immortal." I took what she said to heart and not only because I could see Alice nodding in agreement.

"Harry, whatever you decide, I will allow and accept," Severus said calmly. Harry nodded with a small smile.

Carlisle nodded slowly and said, "You have shown that you need help and if it needs to come from us then I'd be willing to help." It was all he said and I felt like he'd stabbed me in the back, I knew how why but I hated it that I had to damn Harry.

Esme said that she didn't care either way as long as he was safe. Rosalie turned to Harry, "It's not a good life," she whispered loud enough for us all to hear.

Harry nodded, and I noticed his eyes getting teary, "I know, but life's never been terribly good to me."

Rose nodded slowly, "And that I understand," she broke off for a moment. She looked to be looking for the words but I knew from her thoughts that she was seeing if she had the will to say what she was going to say. "Harry life has never been kind to me. My human life was ripped from me and my chance at having a family was taken from me." Harry looked sympathetic at this. "If it's the only option then yes, I would be honoured to call you a fellow vampire, but please, look deeper first." She turned her pleading eyes to Severus and he nodded.

It reached my turn and I swallowed. I reached across and took Harry's soft, warm hand in mine. "Harry, you've become increasingly more important to me," he smiled at me for this, "Harry this life... it's not good, we are monsters. We are damned and our souls are destroyed, I can't let you fall into this. Please, I beg you, research more. I want him gone, but I won't destroy you too." I begged silently for him to listen to me and he looked me in the eyes and nodded, showing he understood. I slowly pulled my hand away with a small smile.

Emmett gave his full consent loudly. Jasper expressed that more research was needed but becoming a vampire if needed was fine with him and Alice simply smiled at Harry, "From what I can see, my opinion will have no change in yours. Those who you care about have spoken and you're heard their opinions." Harry smiled softly and she grinned back, "But know this, the outcome will be the same either way. Your soul will not be damned," at this I stiffened, "You'll be immortal, but you'll be you." She said this softly, and it left me time to think it over. Luna and Alice both said he would be immortal but himself and they were blocking me from their thoughts. They knew something and they weren't letting us know yet.

Harry finally sighed after a few moments of silence, "Alright, I have heard what you all have said. As Alice already pretty much revealed, I did this to see the opinions of those whose opinions matter greatly to me and after seeing them I have decided that more research needs to be done, but if there is nothing else then if you'll allow me I would like to be changed into a vampire," Harry looked me straight in the eyes, "because if Voldemort takes over, he'll destroy my soul and soul or no soul, being a vampire with you all sounds just a little bit like heaven." I felt my heart melt and break at the same time. He was willing to give up his humanity for the safety of those around him and yet he still saw it as something good in it. I just hoped I was somewhere in his windy road to happiness.