Git
Harry watched Draco squirm for a while before releasing the spell that was holding him to the wall. In essence the spell was not a spell at all it was simply Harry's will bending his magic. It was a useful trick and one more reason why he was feared by the people he had saved. Merlin, Voldermort, and now Harry were the only wizards who could use magic in such a way. Harry threw a bag of Mc Donald's at Draco who caught it deftly and smirked a Malfoy smirk. It was a bit unsettling to see Draco's expressions in a face that did not belong to him.
"Can you drop the glamour please?"
Draco dropped the glamour and shrunk the clothes. While he and Mike were the same height Draco was a bit thinner, and his hair was several shades lighter. Harry watched as Draco dug into his big mac. It was a bit of a joke between them that Draco had become obsessed with the muggle fast food product. There was nothing similar in the wizarding world, though there were many things that were just as unhealthy.
"Where is the real Mike, Draco?"
Draco waved a hand lazily at the closet. Harry got up giving Draco a side long glance. Surely he had not kept the boy in his own closet. Harry slipped the door open and sure enough there was the real Mike looking like he was peacefully asleep. There was a ward on the door to confuse anyone who got too close into remembering something they had to do. However Harry was immune to such simple compulsion spells. After a few minutes Harry determined that while Mike's life could be a little messed up after this he would live and he would be fine.
"How long has he been like this Draco?"
There was silence until Harry turned around and Draco gulped looking nervous.
"A while."
"How long is a while Draco?"
To Harry's surprise Draco flushed in embarrassment. Harry hid a sigh, when Draco got embarrassed he got angry, and when he got angry he was a complete git.
"This is all your fault anyway! Why did you have to pick a town with vampires. America is very, very large and you and your dogfather pick this place. Its terrible, it rains all the time, the population is smaller then the population at Hogwarts. Everyone has their head stuck up their neighbors ass! And did I mention the vampires! What the hell were you thinking Harry? And you! Are you one of them now! Did you let your little vampire poof drink your blood?"
Harry felt his face tightening in rage, but with great effort he managed to school his expression into one of calm detachment. He had already had a very tiring day, his 'fit' had cost him a lot of energy. Still he could see the blatant worry in Draco's silver eyes and he couldn't help but soften a little. Draco was still here even though he thought him a vampire. There was not a creature alive that Draco detested more.
"I'm not a vampire Draco. Not yet."
Draco paled and sat back down, Harry did so as well, he went to open his bag and munched unenthusiastically on his fries. He did not feel like elaborating and it seemed for once that Draco did not feel like pushing him for details. Harry however did feel like pushing Draco.
"Draco, you didn't answer my question. Why are you really here?"
Draco went back to eating stuffing his face just a bit more quickly then usual. In private Draco seemed to lose much of his pureblood manners. He slurped and smacked his lips. It was at first endearing but after knowing him for so long it had become annoying. He took more time by making a big show of throwing out his trash and then finally he took his seat and faced Harry.
"When you left at first I just missed you, but you know me well Harry and you left me all that money. For a while it distracted me just like you knew it would. However once I was bored with that I was back to missing you. I came here on the stupid plane like you requested, which by the way was absolutely horrible. Anyway when I got here I just wanted to knock on your door and surprise you but I felt a bit strange about it, like I might be disturbing you. To me it seemed you were trying to forget your former life, along with all of your former attachments, and it occurred to me that might include me as well. I decided to wait until the next day and very subtly get a feel for what it was you were doing here. You went to school, a decision I will not attempt to understand, and so far even with this towns rabid curiosity about anyone new you had made no friends. So I firmly believed you wanted no attachments. I was prepared to leave and let you come back home in your own time. However I had not counted on the vampires and I knew you would need my help so I stayed, and because you are stubborn I disguised myself."
Harry's first thought was that was a crock of bull. Draco may have very well been concerned but he was laying it on a little to thick in Harry's opinion. Draco was looking at him as if he had made a very great point and he Harry was failing to understand it. The fact remained though that Draco had done very little to explain the six month delay in revealing himself. Harry felt he should be angry but instead he found himself becoming distracted. For all intents and purposes Draco was the first truly alive person he had really had time to look at since his half botched transformation. Harry was alive but he was a dead man walking and he knew it.
His new vampiric eyes allowed him to see Draco in a whole new light and he was nearly struck down by all the beauty he had not noticed before. He wasn't sure if every person he truly looked at would look like this from now on. Or if the subtle light surrounding Draco belonged to him alone. His new sight allowed him to see a multitude of details that until this very moment had gone ignored. Draco's hair which he assumed to be platinum blonde was indeed almost silver in the most alluring way possible. His eyes were not only grey but flecked with tiny splashes of blue and green, and directly around his pupils were the tiniest pen strokes of hazel. Harry's distraction was so complete that he had moved before he himself knew he had done it.
"Harry what are doing?"
Harry blinked effectively breaking the spell. He realized too late that he had been crawling along the floor. He sat up quickly and Draco blushed lightly when Harry scooted back a bit.
"None of that explains why you followed me for over half a year. This time just give me the real reason."
"It was interesting to spy on you, and I got carried away. Now tell me what happened to you on your 'free' trip."
Harry considered stalling or perhaps trying to feed Draco a line of bull like he himself had done earlier but he couldn't avoid the truth forever.
"Edward is my soul mate, there was an incident and I was bitten. I stopped the venom from doing a complete change and it is now being contained by my magical core. I don't believe it will hold forever."
"WHAT?"
Draco had sprung to his feet, he was gesturing wildly with his mouth open and closing. It wasn't often that he saw Draco lose his composure and that was enough for him to break into laughter. It felt so good to laugh that he couldn't stop, at least until a stapler collided painfully with the side of his head. He sobered up immediately and looked at Draco who had gone white in the face and was fixing him with the patented Malfoy glare.
"What do you find funny about this Harry? You're going to die!"
Harry swallowed his first response, and decided to not get in to the topic right now. Death was inevitable for everyone, but he hand't come tonight to start that kind of conversation, he had come to make sure Mike was alright.
"Draco fix Mike, by the end of the week."
With one last look at Draco Harry aparated. Now was just not going to be the time to discuss what had happened to him, or the look he could see in Draco's eyes. He had never seen it before and he wondered at his own stupidity that he had missed it. It was obvious now that Draco was in love with him. Harry aparated right into Edward's room only to find it empty. It may sound strange but so far Harry had only frequented this room, the bathroom and the kitchen. He hovered for a moment feeling unsure about being in the house without Edward but then he went out the door and to the top of stairs.
At once a haunting melody struck his ears. He had a very good idea of who was behind such a tragic sound. He found Edward on the lower level of the house seated in front of a baby grand. His long fingers were coaxing long languid notes from the instrument. He surely knew Harry had stopped in the doorway but he played on. The music wound slowly into a crescendo and then slowing down until the last note rang true making Harry feel a brief moment of panic that he could not understand. Edward heaved a great sigh and turned slightly towards Harry.
"So how did it go with Draco?"
"It went fine, that was beautiful Edward, did you write it?"
Edward nodded and crossed the room quickly drawing Harry into his arms. He kissed him gently and after a moment Harry felt them moving. Edward settled him into bed with his usual fussy manner, making sure Harry was surrounded with enough pillows to smother a small child. Edward kissed his forehead in that way that made him melt. It made him feel like he was the most precious thing in the world.
"You are Harry, you are the most precious thing in the world, you are my entire world."
He lied down beside Harry who began to play with his hair.
"Is the real Mike alright?"
"It will take Draco some time to manufacture enough memories to cover the gap of six months, but his body his fine, he may seem a bit spaced out at first, and Draco's done some damage to his social life that he will need to repair as much as possible. I gave him a week, I'm not sure what he'll do after that."
Edward began to hum a soft tune and in no time Harry drifted off into a peaceful sleep. His dreams were the nonsense dreams of the content. Without meaning, without warnings, just colors and movement, and of course his golden eyed angel was always smiling gently from afar. Harry opened his eyes slowly feeling for the first time quite rested. It dawned on him that it was because he was with Edward. In reality his problems were only mounting and none of them had an immediate solution, in fact most of them had no solution.
"Good morning, did you sleep well?"
Harry nodded still surprised that he had in fact slept well. Edward kissed him and disappeared in his normal faster then light fashion. Harry could only assume that he had gone to make breakfast which he supposed Edward must like doing since he never passed up an opportunity to do it. Harry took the time alone to shower and change. He was momentarily stopped cold upon entering the closet. All of his clothes had been removed from the two small boxes Remus had sent. He knew of course that the boxes were spelled to hold much more then they appeared to, still seeing all of his things arranged was startling. He felt tears building but he fought them back, he was sick of crying.
"There you are, whats wrong?"
He was crying anyway, Remus had left him like everyone else and even though he could understand the circumstances he still felt like crying about it like a child. Edward wrapped him in his arms and he took the comfort greedily.
"I hate him."
His voice sounded pitiful to his own ears.
"You don't hate him love, you both just need time, he will come around, you'll see."
Harry snorted and Edward brought him back into the bedroom and presented him with a breakfast tray.
"You should eat, I made you breakfast."
Harry set about eating not protesting to being placed in Edward's lap. The vampire was happy to have him and for once Harry didn't begrudge him that happiness. He was happy to, but he had his moments when he got to thinking about his situation and he would feel like screaming until his throat bleed or he died. Of course right after he would feel guilty. Harry shivered involuntarily when he thought of Edward once again prone and unresponsive on the floor. Edward pulled away at once and placed Harry on the bed.
"Sorry I'm making you cold."
"No it wasn't you, I was just thinking."
"About what?"
Harry was thinking about a great deal of things but right now he wanted to sit in silence and not discuss them. It wasn't as if they even had time to get into an in depth conversation, school was about to start anyway.
They needed to get going, Edward scooped Harry up as if he was reading this thoughts, which Harry began to suspect was actually the case. Harry squirmed about in protest until Edward took the hint and put him down. Harry climbed into his car still brooding but feeling as if things would be alright nonetheless. The ride to school was silent but not full of tension. Edward too seemed to be brooding about something or other. He was looking straight ahead as Harry drove unblinking. The both of them remained on the outskirts of school life waiting for the bell to ring.
There was no telling if the Mike that walked in to class a few minutes to the bell was the real one. 'Mike' waved to Harry and Edward in turn and took a seat at the front of the classroom which was decidedly quite far from where Harry and Edward were sitting. Harry could cast a spell to reveal Draco's glamour if it was truly him but then the whole glass would see Draco and he was not up to a mass obliviation. Then to his surprise not one second to the bell Draco walked into the class. What was even more surprising was that a punk Draco had walked into the class.
Over all the rock goth look was not a bad one. From time to time Harry himself indulged in a little goth clothing. Draco however was the embodiment of prissy. He wouldn't be caught dead in the get up he was currently wearing and Harry was left gaping at him in bewildered astonishment. Draco met his eyes briefly and handed a slip of paper to the teacher. Once he had that signed he went straight for Harry. He kneeled down and placed a big fat sloppy kiss on Harry's cheek.
"Hiya Harry."
The class had collectively turned around to gawk. Draco smirked at the lot of them and took a seat directly beside Harry's. Edward who had been moodily silent and broody since this morning did not do much else but become a slab of marble in his seat. Harry however did not have the time to attempt and sooth Edwards nerves. Having completely missed the teachers instructions he stared in silent horror as the real Mike came up to them with a big smile plastered on his face. What was worse was that that big smile was directed towards Edward.
"Hey buddy we have computer lab today, Harry why don't you bring your new friend?"
Draco was by now smirking in full blown glory at the horrified look on Harry's face. Mike had grabbed Edward's arm and was attempting to pull him from his seat. Edward of course had no choice but to get up. Once he was standing Mike started babbling and Harry was quickly putting together what had happened.
"Malfoy how exactly did you fix Mike?"
Draco tossed his head to the side to move his ridiculous looking emo sweep bang and smirked again.
"Well, it wasn't anything you wouldn't do Harry. If I remember correctly you tried it once on me. Does the Cullens are normal ring a bell?"
Harry was thankful that at the very least Draco had kept his voice down. Still students here were curious and he very carefully applied a muffling charm to their voices. Mike and Edward had paused at the door to wait for them. Edward was looking increasingly concerned; Mike was very loudly describing football with many hand gestures and frequent overenthusiastic slaps on the shoulder. Harry winced silently wondering if Mike could not feel the hard marble surface he was striking with such vigor. He looked away when Mike finally finished with a 'so you're in right?'
"Draco you know I didn't intend this!"
Harry looked back to see Edward nodding dumbly at Mike and looking around the room in vain for help.
"What exactly does Mike think Draco?"
"Harry he thinks I'm his best friend!"
Harry looked at the expression of utter panic on Edward's face and burst out laughing. Draco was being a bit vindictive yes but the thought of Mike following Edward around slapping him on the arm and calling him 'dude' was just too funny.
"You're an idiot Draco."
Draco gaped wondering perhaps where his master evil plan had gone wrong and the four of them headed to the computer lab in relative, Mike had not stopped talking about football, silence. Not one to give up easily Draco launched another attack. This time he decided for a more direct plan of action. To put it simply Draco turned into a klutz and not just any klutz. He would fall on Harry at any given opportunity. He would trip and bump into Harry causing him to accidentally graze Harry's ass or tug Harry's hair. Edward wasn't taking any of it very well, but he couldn't do much with Mike as his ever-present always speaking shadow.
Draco had changed a lot from the time they had first met in Diagon Alley. Still even with all of his redeemable qualities Draco was still very much an insufferable git. He had finally sat down and opened up Google. He had yet to actually type a thing. Mike was talking a blue streak about football to Edward, who seemed to be going brain dead if the glazed look in his eye was anything to go by. Which meant that Harry was the only one left who could actually do the research. He sat down opened Google with every intent of actually searching for something when a sick squelch and splash sound made everyone in the room stop.
Harry turned around ready to see a dead half squished Mike on the computer lab floor. Instead he saw Edward hunched over a pile of what looked like just slightly slushy vomit. He coughed and a bit more came out causing Mike to jump away slightly with a look of concern.
"Hey buddy you alright? You need to see the nurse?"
Harry felt his left eye twitch in irritation Mike was now petting Edward on the back looking scared. Draco was once again smirking. Edward sent Harry a quick pleading look and he stood up crossing the room and grabbing Edward's hand.
"It's alright Mike I'll take him."
Mike nodded and Edward got up still looking a bit like he could hurl. Once they were both out of the classroom and down the hall Edward straightened up. He lead them quickly outside and to the picnic tables.
"When did you eat?"
Harry was a bit concerned since Edward actually did seem to be experiencing some real discomfort. There was a light drizzle outside but it actually felt quite nice.
"This morning, you really seem to like eggs I wanted to try it."
"Oh, was it good?"
Edward shook his head and clutched his stomach again.
"It wasn't blood, but it was interesting to taste it."
Harry nodded not sure he understood it. Why even try it if it would only make you sick?
"Do you still feel sick?"
"No but I needed to get out of there. What the hell is wrong with Mike?"
Harry bit his lip and began to worry the end of his shirt. Draco had for all intents and purposes done what he had asked. He head awoken Mike and taken 'care' of the six month gap of memories. There were only two major problems with what Draco had done. Problem number one Mike's life was in immediate danger if he kept on treating Edward like a human. Number two Mike had not shown any interest in being Edward's friend before. He supposed things could change that quickly in a school setting. He remembered how quickly he had gone from being adored to reviled in his second year. Still Mike attaching himself to Edward and by extension the Cullens did not exactly fit.
It was true that while Draco had been disguised as Mike he had attached himself to Harry. It was also obvious that Harry had attached himself to Edward. Perhaps Mike sticking close would be better off. If he went back to his old group of friends now they would question him. Mike of course would only have a very vague recollection of events which would in turn be inaccurate.
"Draco has done some rewiring in Mike's brain. I'm not really sure how to explain it. Mike was out for a long time, so to fill the gap Draco manufactured memories for him. It would seem that Mike now believes you two have become best friends. Its Draco's idea of a little joke but theres no undoing it now. You'll just have to deal with him as best you can. He should mellow out in about a week."
Edward looked at Harry sharply and Harry shrank back in surprise at the intense look.
"Can you do that as well, can you make false things into reality?"
Harry thought back to the cafe and the way Edward had freaked out about the cloaking spell. He suspected this was something of the same thing. Truth be told he had not taken the time to review Edward's memories, it was mostly guilt keeping him from doing so. He knew some things yes, but not as much as Edward feared he did. This aversion to illusions and spells was a normal reaction however, Harry suspected that something very direct had happened to Edward as result of one.
"Illusions are child's play to our kind Edward. You must possess a strong mind to escape trickery but that has always been true."
Edward seemed to relax at that. In truth Harry had not admitted one way or the other if he could do what Draco had done. It was obvious that he could do it and possibly worse. He knew Edward knew that and so for his own peace of mind he added.
"Of course I would never deliberately harm anyone."
Edward sighed and stood up offering Harry his hand. It wasn't as if they could remain out here all day avoiding Mike. Still they took there time with going back and by the time they made it back to the computer lab they were being dismissed. Mike was over to Edward's side in a flash.
"Hey buddy do you feel any better?"
He was grinning wildly and Edward smiled back and nodded, now in full swing of his I'm the perfect student facade. Harry smirked and turned to look around for Draco. He found him in the clutches of Jessica. That girl liked fresh meat and since Harry had proven to be boring and rude she was putting forth her best effort to woo Draco. Currently she was standing in the most ridiculous fashion to make her chest look bigger. Unfortunately for Jessica she failed to notice the deepening sneer for what it was. Harry intervened not wanting Draco to make a scene on his first day of school.
"Come Draco why don't I help you find our next class. Its in building three."
Harry steered them both out the door and Jessica flounced off most likely waiting for her next chance. Harry hid a sneer of his own. Next time Jessica wouldn't be so lucky. That one was a complete air head. Draco wrenched his arm free and fixed Harry with a bright grin.
"So how did vampy manage to hurl? I wasn't under the impression they ate much that they couldn't drink."
Harry decided to go for the good old ignore him and he'll drop it routine. It worked quite well when one wasn't dealing with Draco.
"What the bloody hell do you see in him Harry! He stalked you, he attacked you. Is that what it takes?"
Harry smiled brightly. Yes that was all it took. Edward completed him and he was only now beginning to realize that. They were possibly the most messed up couple in the world. It worked though, Harry was a wizard with enough power to destroy the world. Edward was an undead demon with enough blood lust to kill thousands. Still when they came together despite the respective dangers they felt safe, they felt whole and they felt complete.
"What the hell are you smiling about Harry?"
Harry rolled his eyes and turned to Mike and Edward who he could hear approaching. Mike was now prattling on about some double feature kill them all flick.
"Are you two in, I'll pitch for popcorn!"
Draco snickered when Edward nodded with a blank look on his face. They all headed to english class. Mike asked him if he wanted to attend the movie and nodded his head in agreement, Mike grinned stupidly. Draco had been a little overzealous with something. Draco had rushed things if he had Mike up and running in one night. The boy was acting like he had been hit with a cheering charm. The day went by very quickly, for Harry at least. Lunch came in no time. Of course there were then hit with a new problem. Mike had purchased Pizza and he had every intention for Edward to eat it. Under Mikes watchful eyes Edward took a very small bite and made a face.
Gym seemed to be the test of Edward's patience. Draco had placed a spell on the dodge ball so it acted something like a bludger. Whenever one of the students hit the ball it would veer off in Edwards direction. By the end of class no one was out and Edward's eyes had taken on a slightly red sheen. Edward walked very quickly to Harry's car and threw himself into the drivers seat. Mike was busy talking to Draco who was doing very good with looking interested.
"So Harry you still coming to the movie tonight?"
Harry nodded and Mike smiled also inviting Draco who invited himself to come along with Harry. Harry glowered at Draco who just smirked and got into his own very nice car. He pulled out of the parking lot with the sound of screeching rubber. Harry got into the car and let out a long sigh. Edward drove quickly without speaking and when they pulled up to the Cullen's home he bolted out of the car. Harry came into the kitchen in time to see Edward coughing up his lunch.
"Would you mind if I killed Draco, Harry?"
"Only if I don't get a shot at him first."
Edward smiled and took a seat. Hopefully he realized Harry was joking. Killing Draco was out of the question. If Draco were to die now Harry would miss him too much.
"Draco hans't just charmed Mike into liking me Harry. I don't think we should go that movie."
"I know Mike is a little overzealous. If we don't go it could disrupt Draco's spell."
"Which one?"
Harry blinked not sure he was understanding Edward's tone. It was a bit taxing yes, but all and all it could have been much worse.
"How many spells do you think Draco used Edward?"
Edward looked away from Harry like he didn't want to reveal whatever he thought it was Draco had done to Mike.
"Just tell me."
"Harry, is it possible for a wizard to make a person smell inciting to a vampire?"
For just a moment Harry saw red. Draco was being more careless then he realized. Mike's life was worth more then bait in whatever petty game Draco was playing. More over he was hurt. He had full out confessed to Draco that Edward was his soulmate. Any wizard knew that to kill a soulmate was the kill the other half. Draco had gone too far with this. Three people could have died today.
"It wasn't a spell, it was a potion."
Edward nodded and began taking things out to make dinner, well to make dinner for Harry.
"It's not just a simple prank Edward. The potion makes the drinker smell near irresistible to a vampire. In most cases the potion can save the host but the vampire is poisoned, there body slowly rots away until there is nothing left."
Edward looked at Harry still holding up a portion of raw steak. His phone rang and startled both of them. Edward took out his phone and looked at the screen oddly, before answering.
"Hello?"
"Yes we'll be right there Mike, bye"
Edward hung up the phone having since put down the steak. He went back into the fridge looking for some other ingredients when his phone rang again.
"Hello?"
A moment later Edward was handing the phone to Harry looking murderous.
"Draco?"
"Hiya Harry! Would you like my address or should I meet you at the theatre?"
"How did you get this number?"
The phone went dead and Harry held it up realizing why Edward had stared at the screen earlier. What had once been a telephone screen now resembled a lava lap. When Harry shut the phone off it gave off tiny fire works. Magic and technology just didn't mix. While Harry had been busy glaring at the phone Edward had started on dinner. It smelled fine as usual and Harry took a seat near the marble island and began to fiddle with a fresh rose.
"What are you going to do about Draco?"
The rose unfortunately was not meant to handle magic either. Harry's irritation spiked at the mention of Draco and the rose burst into brilliant color showering them with confetti.
"I told you Draco is stubborn. I suppose I have to confront him about this. Hopefully he will believe my explanation this time."
"What's your explanation?"
"The truth."
Edward went back to the stir fry. He stirred and tossed expertly and in moments a steaming plate was placed in front of Harry. He picked at the food for a moment and then took a forkful under Edward's watchful eye. When Edward was satisfied that he was indeed eating he looked away and began cleaning up.
"When you're finished we should head out. Mike wants us to meet him at the arcade before the movie starts."
One could almost believe that Harry and Edward were leading some blissfully happy domestic life. Esme came in, Harry had no recollection of seeing her before. Still he knew she was Esme. She looked at Harry briefly, but the moment seemed to stretch on. Esme was not a soft or gentle person despite her appearance. Her look clearly stated that she viewed Harry as a threat and she would not rest until the matter had been resolved one way or the other. It might seem comical to be threatened by a small lady holding a basket of freshly cut flowers and wearing and overlarge sun hat. Still the threat was clear and Harry looked away at the challenge.
"How was school dears?"
Edward smiled tightly at his mother, it would seem the challenge had not gone unnoticed by him either. She set her basket of flowers on the counter and began arranging the vase, removing some older flowers for freshers ones.
"It was fine mother, how was your day?"
"Oh you know just tending my garden."
Edward nodded and took Harry's plate even though he was only half way through. He washed it and nudged Harry out of is chair.
"Well that's very nice mother, Harry and I will be out for the evening."
She twittered a soft little laugh and cut some stems off at a perfect angle.
"Alright dear, do keep safe, and have fun."
Harry hurried out to the garage wanting to be away from Esme. There curiosity about him was obvious but it would now seem that curiosity had peaked into something that demanded answers. There days of blissfully ignoring the rest of the family were soon coming to a close. Harry drove thinking the whole time about Esme and her flowers. What kind of vampire was she? Was there a time when she had harkened to her nature? Had she been vicious? Harry thought she had been, or perhaps he was simply misreading a mother's protectiveness over their cub. Draco's engine cut through his thoughts loudly. Draco raced into a parking spot and got out of his car. He had mercifully changed into something more his style. A plain button up shirt and slightly fitted jeans. Harry got out of the car in time to hear Mike whistle in appreciation.
"So all you brits got so much dough?"
"Well Mikey not all of us. You see Harry here took most of it and he was nice enough to give me some."
Draco winked and Mike patted him on the back. Harry glared at Draco chumming it up with Mike as if he had not deliberately put his life in danger.
"Happy to see me Harry?"
Harry had told Edward not to leave the car and he cast a slight confoundus on Mike trying not be to rough. The poor boy would have addled brains if they weren't careful. For good measure he muffled their voices the parking lot was not empty after all.
"I know how you feel about vampires Draco. Though I never thought you would stoop so low as to kill Mike and me just to get to Edward."
At once the playful look was replaced by a cold mask of indifference.
"Just a little fun."
"You could get Mike killed Draco, what part of that is fun to you?"
"The part where Edward dies."
Harry glared and Draco pulled out his wand, disguised of course with a glamour. Only the maker of the potion could negate the effects, unless of course the vampire had already consumed it, then it was too late.
"Perhaps if you had seen it up close Harry? Mmm, perhaps if you had seen your lover boy suck someone dry. Ron, Hermione perhaps, Ginny. Maybe then you would open your eyes."
"That's no reason to risk Mike's life! Or mine."
Draco clamped his mouth shut but he still wasn't done arguing with Harry. His own mother had been killed by a vampire. They had plagued the order and killed a lot of their members, until the first person had been given the potion. The vampire had taken days to die, literally kept alive until the last brain cell gave out. It was a horrific way to die even for such a creature. Draco knew many ways to kill a vampire, the potion being the most gruesome.
"If you kill Edward Draco, you kill me."
Draco's face fell and Harry realized the point had finally hit home. Perhaps Draco had been trying his hardest to deny it, but the truth was there. Harry was indeed Edward's soul mate.
"I didn't want to believe that."
Harry backed up allowing Draco some privacy. He had never seen Draco so close to tears.
"If you want to leave now Draco, I'll understand, but I can't let you destroy Edward."
"I would never leave you Harry."
Harry sighed but didn't bother correcting him. He had never been faced with a love sick Draco before. Perhaps he had just never truly paid attention to him. Edward came over with Mike close behind. Draco was very white in the face, and Harry was sure he looked no better.
"Are you alright Harry?"
Harry nodded and Edward kissed his forehead. Mike hissed in surprised but then laughed and patted Edward on the shoulder.
"Sweet dude, Harry's cute!"
Cute! Harry wrenched free of Edward and began stomping towards the theatre. He had enough crap for one day and being called cute was the limit. Draco sulked about and Harry watched Mike and Edward play some racing game in the arcade. There wasn't much left to be said between them. A while later the movie began and Harry was subjected to three hours of terrible films. The blood looked like paint and the acting was terrible. Everyone parted ways Draco faking a huge yawn and hopping into his car. Harry could only assume that he had fallen asleep on the way home. He woke up later that night to find Edward reading a book by moonlight.
"Did I wake you?"
"No, what you reading?"
He handed Harry the book and Harry felt the parchment paper with a bit of dread. He knew this book even without his vampire sight. Most Potent Potions. Surprisingly the book was open to a love potion.
"Why are you reading this?"
"There are four hundred and twenty seven love potions, two hundred and thirty seven that control the mind, forty two that bind the soul, and seven that mimic death."
Harry nodded having no idea if the numbers were correct.
"Yes nearly all potions like that are illegal Edward."
"Draco is very clever, he had many strange thoughts as Newton, but I dismissed them, or perhaps he forced me to."
Harry stretched and sat up fully allowing the heavy book to fall into his lap.
"He didn't. Draco is clever and if he wanted to kill you he could, but so could I, and vice a versa. The threat of death is true all the time at anytime, but not from Draco, he understands now and he won't try anything again."
Edward moved closer and soon they were both distracted fully and completely. Harry was lulled back to sleep afterwards by Edwards gentle humming and the feel of his fingers in his hair. Harry woke up hours later to something that sounded like an argument. He stayed still listening carefully estimating that the fighting pair was on the lower level of the house.
"I'm not letting Jasper near Harry."
"He is your brother."
"No he's not."
Harry got out of bed and headed downstairs. One look at the assembled vampires and he nearly bolted. Esme had fixed him with her calm stare and the rest of them save Carlisle and Edward were seated around the room. Inexplicably Alice winked and waved at him for her seat.
"Harry my family and I would like a chance to discuss, this, situation with you and Edward. We are all very curious and if you forgive us a little weary. Jasper would also like to formally offer his apologies. If you could sit with us, Esme has made you some tea."
"Harry I forbid you to-"
"You forbid me? Who do you think you are? My keeper?"
"Now settle down you two. Why doesn't everyone head to school, and when you get back we'll have our discussion. Perhaps you will be calmer then."
Harry made his way upstairs and pointedly ignored Edward's attempts to get his attention. He got dressed, brushed his hair, changed his mind about his shirt and picked out a new one. All the while Edward called to him, waved his hand about in his face until finally he was grabbed from behind and a piece of paper was shoved in his face.
"A doctors note?"
"Why don't we do something else today, maybe give Draco sometime to cool off?"
Harry considered it for a moment. School was simply a distraction and currently not the type either one of them were looking for. He nodded and pulled out of Edward's arms.
"What do you want to do Harry?"
"Can we go to your place in the woods."
Edward nodded and disappeared, Harry made his way downstairs and decided to wait outside. It wasn't sunny but it wasn't raining, and the air was fresh and crisp. He went out back and looked at the long stretch of cut grass. Along one side was a large garden bursting with colorful blossoms. He turned again to face the house and stopped his breath caught in his throat. The porch he had seen in his dreams was right there, only this time it was attached to a house and only this time Edward came out from the blackness calmly holding a picnic basket.
"Harry, whats wrong?"
Harry was sure the wolf would not appear, still he was thinking how he would be able to subdue Edward without hurting him. Those type of spells were not designed for safety, they were designed to destroy. Harry stared into the trees that were lining one side of the Cullens yard for a several moments and when nothing happened he calmed down and refocused on Edward.
"Why do you have picnic basket?"
"For you, are you ok?"
Harry nodded and walked over to Edward who easily lifted him onto his back. He took off and Harry laughed in delight letting the whipping wind clear his mind. They simply sat around for a while enjoying the calmness of the woods. At some point Edward decided he wanted to test Harry's agility. He challenged him to a tree climbing contest which Harry promptly lost. He was still good but he was no match for Edward's speed. Shortly after that Harry tried to entice Edward to participate in a much more pleasurable sport, tree climbing was quickly forgotten.
Authors Note: As always I do not own Potter or Twilight. This chapter took a little while to edit, if any of you could see the original you'd most likely keel over from laughing. Thanks for all the reviews! Also a special thank you to dhh who is never afraid to offer there complete and very thorough opinion! You were also reviewer number 300! Way cool! Read and Review!
Next Chapter: The Cullens and Harry have a talk, Jasper begins acting oddly and Edward cannot take a threat.
