Once back at his house with a glass of O neg Harry let out a long sigh of resignation. No one on the reservation would tell him anything. All he heard was a load of bull about bears. Bears! Were these people blind? Then again, muggles never do see anything. They can be so oblivious about things that don't fit into their idea of the world.

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At school the atmosphere was as tense as when there were basilisk attacks in Hogwarts. Seattle has been having countless brutal killings and a number of missing persons.

Harry could feel the relentless stares of the vampire population. By lunch he was thoroughly unnerved and decided he'd had enough. Taking a seat opposite of Edward and next to Jasper he felt a strong presence shoving against his mental shields. While this wasn't the first time it happened since he came to Forks it was by far the most aggravating.

"Stop," Harry spoke and gave what could be described as an electrical shock to the other mind.

Immediately, Edward flinched backward. Cocking his head to the side Harry said, "Stop trying to mess with my mind or it'll be more than a little shock next time".

The Cullens stilled. After a moment Edward murmured with a slight edge of desperation, "How did you do that?"

"Lots of practice".

"There are others who can read minds then?"

"None that you'd want to meet".

"Can you?"

"No. Nor would I ever want to. I can only protect my own," continuing Harry said, "What do you know of the Seattle killings? It is your kind that's doing it right?"

The Cullens exchanged glances while Bella said indignantly, "It's not their fault!"

"Did I say it was?" He huffed back. "I only ment to ask if they knew anything of the vampires who did it and why their counsel hasn't intervened".

Alice gently rested her hand on Jasper's and said to the obvious discomfort of the rest, "I don't know why the Volturi haven't stopped them yet. But, we think the killings are caused by Victoria. She has a grudge against us."

"If that's what you think then why have you been spying on me all day?"

"Because we're not sure and I can't see anything with you around!"

"See?"

"I have visions, but with you here they're all clouded over. It's like trying to see through fog".

"Prophecies? You're a prophet?" Harry spoke in a low voice with a dangerous undercurrent, unconsciously edging away.

"Not exactly, they don't always come true and change based on people's decisions".

"Oh". Harry slowly relaxed.

"Tell me if you see anything new about Seattle," he called softly over his shoulder as he walked away.