AN: Finally a new chapter for this story. I am so sorry guys for not updating for so long but I went on this "reading instead of writing" phase and then when I started up again, I ended up with new stories. Again very sorry; I know how it is, I keep on shouting for other writers to update too! LOL! That's very hypocritical of me. Thanks for the reviews and hope you like this chapter as I have no clue what I am about to write. LMAO! I will have to wing it.
"So who was that guy, Draco? You seemed to know him," asked Harry as he peered at the blonde.
"His name is Edward Cullen, love, and I don't think it would be wise being close to him. I don't think he is human, I don't want you to end up hurt," Draco said as he drove to their home (he had slowed down after leaving the parking lot, as Harry hit him in the head and shouted that Teddy was in the car). Harry knew what Draco was trying to imply, keep away until he knows what they were dealing with and if it was a threat. The brunette savior of the wizarding world knew Draco was protective and to anyone else, would seem very controlling, but in reality was not. You should have seen him when they were dating. Draco sometimes could read people better than Harry could and after making so many mistakes in the past with Ron and Hermione, Harry accepted that he could be a horrible judge of character. Plus, it helped that he had Teddy to worry about and made it easier to trust Draco's instincts when it came to others.
Hermione and Ron were a whole different story that ended in disaster. It came to Draco befriending Harry and then dating him, to make the two Gryffindors crack. It was like a flood of horrible truths to Harry, once the two finally revealed themselves as the backstabbing, greedy, fame-hungry, monsters they really were, Harry lost his trust in everyone, except Draco.
So, when the two left for the small town of Forks, Washington, they did not tell anyone else where they were going. They must be in a hissy that their savior was gone, along with a death-eater's and werewolf's sons. Harry smirked at that, the wizarding world needed to stand up for themselves and not rely on a boy next time and this was a perfect time for them to learn that. Besides Voldemort was dead, Harry's job was officially done and he owed them nothing else.
The three arrived at their house, Draco and Harry chatting about Teddy and what he could do so far. The cooing baby in the backseat put smiles on both of their faces. Once they were parked in front of the house, Harry got Teddy out of his seat; noticing the stinky diaper, he smiled a little before handing him off to Draco, and then running inside, crackling wildly. Draco, confused did not understand what just happened until he smelled the foul stench himself.
"Harry!"
"Edward, stop pacing and all the praise you are doting on this human! You are driving us nuts! He is not even here!" Rosalie complained for the millionth time, but Edward would just not stop! He was in love, just seeing his mate, smelling him, his eyes, his smile and his dimples that were so cute. His body was gorgeous and he was just perfect. More and everything the vampire could think of having as his mate. His voice was like sweet and comforting and he had this aura of innocence about him. At the same time, though, Edward noticed something dark about the two, like it was attached to them from their past in Europe. Not dark-dangerous, but dark-haunted.
"I can't, its like when you first met Emmitt, you went on and on and annoyed the hell out of me," Edward rattled on without really thinking.
"What, you're getting back at me then?" The blonde princess asked with an underlying dark tone in her voice.
"No! I meant that now I know why you were the way you were, it is so hard to get out of this mindset, not that I want too," he mused.
"Oh, OK then. As long as we are clear, that I was not annoying." Then Rosalie walked out of the room, or, to any humans that could have been there, glided out.
Edward went back to his "Harry" obsessing, as Esme and Carlisle watched on his amusement and sheer joy. They were waiting for the day that Edward would finally be happy. They thought Bella would be that person, but instead just gave their oldest his first broken heart. While they did not respect or care for Bella much anymore, they were sort of glad that Edward had this experience. Humans go through this all the time, over and over and still have hope. Edward did not realize that he can still go on, even after one romantic relationship. But Harry, they had a feeling, would be the one. Be the one that would have Edward's heart forever.
The look on their son's face was more pure than ever with Bella, as he was conflicted with thoughts on how not to kill her. Harry was easy to love, the thirst not being there at all. The monster in Edward would no sooner hurt his mate then the human side would. The only obstacle was Draco Malfoy.
"Draco!" Harry shouted as he came for the second time that night.
They both collapsed beside one another, panting, and gasping for breath. They looked at each other's flushed, sweaty faces, and their satisfied looks in their eyes and smiled. Harry, than proceeded to snuggle with this brother and best friend.
"Do you think Teddy will have the same trust issues we have? Can we raise him to trust, when we trust practically no one but each other?" Harry asked, his head laying on Draco's chest; listening to the rhythmic heart beat.
"I don't know, baby, I can't say. I would bet though he will some more trust issues than regular kids, but I am sure we can raise him to not have the life we had." He answered, somewhat concerned, but not as worried as he knew Harry would dote and praise Teddy so much that he will feel loved at all times.
"Yeah, better than ours. We will tell him the truth always and love him forever. He won't grow up in fear of being hit or cursed. Won't be neglected or be treated as a personal house elf. Not a savior or someone expected to do something horrible. He will just expect to be out little Teddy and that is all." Harry murmured as he slowly fell asleep on his companion's chest. Draco, let a few tears, slide down his face; he vowed to himself that their little boy would not grow up with the same kind of people they were raised with.
Edward sat on a branch out side of their room and looked on at the two sadly.
AN: Yeah, Yeah, it is a short chapter! But hey at least I updated. LOL
