In This Life

Chapter 7

"How are you feeling?" asked Carlisle he had taken to going in and spending at least half an hour with Harry. He knew it was getting Harry angry but there was nothing he could do he wanted to help the boy. Carlisle also knew that getting the authorities involved would end up making everything one hundred times worse. Which was why he wouldn't get in touch with them unless he agreed, either way he would make sure Isaac Cunningham never laid a hand on Harry ever again.

Harry's adopted father and mother had been married, she had taken on his name Anderson, but Isaac had his and his sister's birth name - Cunningham.

"Bored" Said Harry, he was growing rather fond of Carlisle, he was great only when he wasn't asking him questions. Trying to catch him out, in a lie or whatever it is he was trying to do.

"Let's see how your wounds are healing," said Carlisle.

Harry groaned, but complied with Carlisle, however, whatever was happening Carlisle was seemingly astonished, as he checked his ribs leg and back as well as his fractured ribs.

"What's the matter?" frowned Harry, it was the first time he had ever seen Carlisle without a smile on his face for days.

"You're healing" said Carlisle his mind totally baffled.

"Yes, that's what I'm supposed to be doing" said Harry sarcasm thick in his voice.

"Too fast!" said Carlisle "No human can heal this fast, your wounds have closed completely. Your wrist its knitting itself back together faster than I've ever seen" a face of shock and awe.

Harry looked worried; he hoped they didn't figure out about his magic. He knew about magic yes, after all he had been using it since he was months old untrained of course. He had watched his parents using magic since he was born, he had watched Voldemort attack and strike him with a killing curse. His parents had thought it was his brother that had been hit, thus he was named the boy who lived. He knew he was given away because they came to the conclusion that he was a burden and not the boy who lived. The years at the orphanage he had been angry, at his parents at life that untrained as it was it came out and they rightfully blamed him and wrongfully started calling him a freak because of his magic.

Harry realised he needed to start training his magic, otherwise he was going to know all about it. He couldn't let his magic control him he had to take control of his magic otherwise he was going to hurt someone. He couldn't let himself be healed like this otherwise it would draw a lot of unwanted attention to himself.

"By the looks of it you're ready to go home" said Carlisle "In a few days of course" he wanted to keep an eye on him, make sure everything was alright. Was the boy a werewolf? That would explain his rapid healing, but he couldn't smell anything of him apart from human scent. He remembered what Edward said, could magic really have something to do with this? What was this boy hiding? Was he a mage? Wizard? Someone like Merlin…was there such people? Well there was Werewolves, wolves (Shape shifters) vampires why not wizards? It was completely possible.

"Brilliant! I don't want too miss too much school" grinned Harry cheekily, although he wasn't looking forward to going home.

"How did this happen?" asked Carlisle giving Harry a look which said he didn't want lies.

"I don't know" said Harry very truthfully he didn't know how his magic was healing him.

Carlisle sensed Harry was telling the truth looked baffled, how come this boy had him so badly wrapped around his finger? He wanted go groan, instead he got up and wrote in the board before leaving the room. Saying goodbye to Harry of course he wasn't a rude person, and didn't intend to start now.

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"How is he?" asked Edward when Carlisle came in from his shift.

"Healing extraordinary he will be back at school by next week no doubt" sighed Carlisle "He is healing quicker than anything I've seen probably more so than a wolf"

"How is that possible?" said Edward taken aback stunned.

"I have no idea" admitted Carlisle "the idea that he is some kind of wizard has come to mind"

"Wizard?" laughed Edward finding it amusing.

"Why not? There's wolves, werewolves, Vampires, why not wizards?" said Carlisle

Edward didn't say anything more to that, obviously coming to the conclusion that Carlisle was right.

"You have a point" replied Edward grudgingly he wasn't used to being wrong…maybe during a game of chess with Alice or a fight with Emmett.

"Why do you not go see the boy?" said Carlisle relaxing onto the sofa, Esme came through and settled in beside him. She had heard the entire conversation from the kitchen where she did some tidying up. Emmett had slammed his fist down just a tad bit too eager when his favourite team won a game of baseball.

"I scared him that day, I doubt my presence will be accepted" said Edward sadly; he had grown very fond of him from afar.

"Just go and see him, everything will work out" said Alice shouting from above, a thump was heard from above. She had no doubt come in from the window; they had heard it many times. As predicted another thump followed as Jasper came in too.

"Looks like your going" smirked Carlisle.

"They are subjective" reminded Edward, "I can change my mind you know"

"You wont" said Esme. She could sense a bond between Edward and Harry; she had a feeling that Harry was Edwards mate. She didn't say it out loud and never dared voice her thoughts in her own head. Knowing very much Edward would hear and would immediately want to leave. She knew Edward would never willingly want to turn another human being.

Edward groaned, Alice giggled, and Esme smiled knowing very well Edward was going.

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Harry lay popped up on the bed, the food lay untouched; he had been secretly eating the stash of Chocolates that Alice had given him. He wasn't eating any of the disgusting hospital food.

"Eating chocolates when you have a meal in front of you?" said Edward from the door smirking.

Harry's face showed nothing but shock, Edward was just glad that he wasn't afraid.

"Are you hungry?" asked Edward coming forward.

"Very but not for that piece of crap I'm sure they have a pond out there full of fish and cut them up themselves and serve them!" said Harry "And use year old chips to boot".

Edward laughed, to Harry it was the most beautiful laugh he had ever heard. Shaking his head he wasn't going to let himself be distracted by anything. He was weary, why was Edward Cullen here? He hated him …or at least Harry was sure he did.

"What kind of sandwich would you like?" asked Edward.

Harry frowned "How are you going to get the sandwich?" he questioned.

"The machines" said Edward sarcastically.

"I have no money" sneered Harry.

"I have" said Edward rolling his eyes, he noticed that Harry got defensive about money.

"I don't want your money" said Harry looking away.

"I'm going to get it, if you would rather me come back with something you don't like be my guest" said Edward getting up.

"Alright alright, tuna would be nice" said Harry when Edward was actually half way out of the door. Harry was starving so he was going to make this exception, the food was cold was disgusting he refused to eat it and his stomach was rumbling.

Edward nodded his head and continued on, putting his hands into his blue coat pocket. He didn't want to touch anyone, not that anyone's hands are really warm apart from the patients the hospital was rather cold.

Edward was back with his hands full; Harry's jaw would have dropped if he had the energy. The entire contents in his arms was dumped on his bed, crisps, juice sweets and of course the promised sandwich.

"This better not all be for me!" squeaked Harry, he wasn't used to people being this nice to him. He still hardly believed what Alice had got him never mind anything else.

"Of course it is, I'm full just had dinner before I came" lied Edward.

Harry was too hungry to complain much, he totally demolished the sandwiches before moving onto the cheese and onion crisps. The only ate half the ready salted before he couldn't eat any more. His stomach wasn't used to getting much any longer; Edward picked them up and put them in his cabinet.

"Thank you" said Harry, still confused.

"I just wanted to…apologize about the way I treated you, I just like working by myself. I thought you were going to be another one of those bimbos or brainless idiots at the school" said Edward, lying but he had to he couldn't just go 'I acted like that because I'm a vampire and I smelt your blood' oh sure that would go over very well.

Will Carlisle respect Harry's secret? or keep delving in deeper? will Edward fall for Harry? will Harry even want a relationship? where will he find time he is working alot. Will Carlisle get the athoritys involved? When he Realises no matter what he does Harry will not tell them? and loose Harry's trust altogether? in everyone in the cullen family? R&R please