Lullabies
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It's a bit shorter than I planned, but it needed to end. Sorry all.
Chapter Nine
Harry groaned. Damn it all. The Biology test sitting all too innocently on his desk bore a big red F across the top. Of all his classes, Biology was easily the worst. After all, when you've ridden a centaur and argued with merpeople, Biology just wasn't convincing.
Edward looked over. His eyes were a light, golden topaz, as they had been everyday since the first. Edward quirked and eyebrow and Harry slid his failed test in front of him.
"I hate Biology." Harry grumbled.
Edward smiled. "It's not that bad, is it?"
Harry scowled at him.
"Or maybe it is. Apologies."
Harry shrugged, "Nothing to apologize for," he said in confusion, "But this was the final test. Remus is going to be pissed."
"Remus?"
"My guardian. Too smart for his own good, and believes in excellent grades."
How Harry was supposed to achieve excellent grades was beyond him. Though his PTSD was improving, he was also studying for his N.E.W.T.s and was unfamiliar with the previous course work. Remus would simply tell him that he was able to achieve anything he put his mind too, and Harry would glare.
Jacob, who was an embarrassing two years younger than him, was willingly helping Harry with his Math and Government work. Jacob and Harry met most afternoons at the Black's house. When Harry had learned the family's last name he had suffered a near-flashback and a bad couple days plagued with memories of his godfather. Despite the memories attached to the name, Jacob and Harry were close.
Remus and Harry had not revealed magic to the Quileute members, but despite the secrets he still kept from the younger, Harry loved every minute spent with Jake. Jake often spoke of the new found information that the Quileute legends were true, and his own anxiety and excitement over his eventual transformation.
Remus often spent time with Sam and Jared, the two pack members, teaching them the tricks of the trade on how to control the wolf. Often the pack, Sam's girlfriend, Jared's parents, the Elders and Harry and Remus gathered together for dinner, or just to talk about wolf things. Both Remus and Harry found the Quileute wolves fascinating, and the Quileute's found just as much interest in a 'true werewolf'.
"If he is concerned about your grades," Edward asked, interrupting Harry's thoughts, "Why does he not assist you with you work?"
Harry snorted. "Remus doesn't know Biology. We've both had pretty…unusual educations."
"Is that so?"
Harry nodded.
"Well…I'd be pleased to assist you with your Biology work."
"You mean like as a tutor?" Harry asked, brief surprise entering his mind. He knew Edward was smart, but apparently he and all the Cullens were aloof and reclusive.
"Sure," Edward answered with a nod. Harry noticed the pixie-like girl who was Edward's sister staring at Edward. Edward stared back at her and gave an odd half nod of his head.
"Well," Harry said, "I guess."
Edward gave Harry a dazzling smile, and Harry's heart skipped a beat. There was something spectacular about Edward Cullen.
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Edward was mildly disgusted with himself, to put it lightly. He had thought that his…infatuation with Harry Potter was passing. After all, it's one thing to admire a form and quite another to be constantly thinking of another being. He should not spend all his time worried about Harry, and he knew it. Even if a relationship were possible between them, the amount of time he spent thinking about the black-haired boy was not normal! In fact, it was stalker-esque and disturbing to him. So, he busied himself with his life, only to find his life alarmingly empty.
Beside music and family, he had very few hobbies. How on earth had he spent the last hundred years doing nothing?!
His brothers seemed to sense his restlessness, and they were out hunting nearly every night, partly to keep the restlessness at bay and partly for Harry's safety. They wrestled and bothered there sisters and mother and all in all made a nuisance of themselves. However, no one could bring themselves to complain.
Due to the nightly hunting trips, they had not been on any of their regular 'camping trips'. The whole family was feeling the stress of staying so close to town, and with the weather getting nicer it would become suspect if they did not resume their trips.
Why Edward had gone and offered to tutor Harry, of all people, was beyond him. He could not invite disaster more thoroughly. With a camping trip planned at the end of the week, as Alice promised sun, and the general danger of associating with a human, the promised tutoring spelled trouble.
Harry and he had exchanged numbers-another stupid move- and Harry had flashed him a tight smile that more closely resembled a grimace as they both went off to their next classes.
Now, Edward was sitting in his car, waiting impatiently for his family. Jasper slipped into the front seat.
"Alice told me what you did."
Edward snarled. "I know it was stupid."
Jasper nodded, "Very."
Jasper's thought became occupied with the ABC's.
"Edward- you ought to know…" Jasper frowned and the ABC's grew louder. "Harry's not, not what you think he is like. He's not what you are expecting. I reckon you've never met anyone quite like him before, Edward. Please…just keep that in mind."
Edward stared at Jasper, "What on earth…"
They were interrupted by the arrival of the rest of their siblings.
"There's to be some big drama at school tomorrow!" Alice cheerfully announced as Edward eased them into the line of cars. He inspected the vision. It was much fuzzier than any he'd witnessed in Alice's mind before.
"It is not very detailed." Edward commented.
"Nope! That means it's got something to do with the mysterious Harry Potter!"
Emmett immediately began teasing. Rosalie, whose dislike of humans was legendary, became sulky and Edward sighed. Precisely what was needed on top of everything else.
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Jasper watched Harry during lunch. With a hunting expedition planned for Thursday, today was the day to approach the boy. Harry seemed absent-minded today, distracted and Jasper figured that a day where Harry's fear was not at the top of its game was a good day to approach. He tracked the emotion all day, and when Lunch came around he waited until Harry had eaten and was staring moodily out a window to approach. He carefully monitored Harry's emotions, and ignored his family's questions. However, it was too late to withdraw his hand by the time he felt the crippling fear.
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Alice watched as Jazzy made his way to Harry's table. Maybe she should have warned him. But something in her told her that whatever was about to happen- how she hated not knowing! - was important, a huge stepping stone for Edward.
Whatever was going to happen the minute Jazzy put his hand on that boy's shoulder was going to define their existence forever. It was going to change everything that they thought they knew. She could say that with certainty, even though she could tell no one, not even she what the life-changing event was.
So she didn't warn Jazzy as he gathered himself. And she kept her thoughts clouded for Edward's sake. She would pretend innocence if things went well. She would fess up if things went horribly. It was her way, and it always would be.
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Emmett found amusement anywhere. Humans and their ways were a constant amusement. Rosalie and her vanity was a close second. Other things could be joked about, but were actually sad. Like Jasper's inability to be understood, truly, by anyone in their family. Like Edward's constant solitude.
Emmett saw more than people gave him credit for. Of course, Edward knew, but Edward was also the best secret keeper. Emmett saw that their family was incomplete, but he didn't know what would make it whole. He trusted Edward to make the right decision when the time came, and if it was a human, then so be it. They would do it, for Edward and for the family.
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Rosalie sighed, carefully considering Edward. Her first and youngest brother, he held a special place in her heart- though many claimed it was non-existent. Playing the theme to Wicked in her mind, Rosalie wished that Edward would find someone. Anyone. Well, not a human, preferably. That would only end badly for them all and they would have to drop off the face of the planet until the stupid human Edward thought he could trust died. They had stopped the disaster the first time it threatened. Rosalie wondered pointlessly why Edward always fell for humans.
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Tuesday morning dawned rainy. Fat drops of rain hit the roof of the small cottage Harry and Remus occupied. The sky was stormy and gray.
Harry let Remus rest, as the full moon was that night, and the man was feeling the stress. Harry wished him goodbye quietly, and made the long drive to school. Remus and Harry lived way out of town, making their commute forty minutes on a good day.
Harry set the letters he had received from Poppy, Albus, Luna, Neville and to read themselves with a flick of his wand. It probably wasn't the most brilliant idea to start his day this way, as voices of familiar people easily dredged up bad memories, but neither did he want to let his thought wander, so he immersed himself in the Wizarding World he had left behind. By the time he had reached Forks High School he was an emotional wreck.
Shaky and jumpy, Harry made his way to class.
He managed to keep it together until lunch time.
Sitting at his usual table, he had carefully ignored everyone in the room, which allowed his nerves to lessen, but also allowed people to sneak up on him. Harry was staring out one of the windows. The rain clouded his view, but he imagined the full moon waiting to rise. Harry had requested the presence of Sam and Jared for Remus that night, with a warning to stay in wolf-mode the whole time. The wolves had agreed with a short muttered conversation about territories. Though why they would have territories was beyond…unless…no…it couldn't…pale white faces the color of death, indestructible bodies, strength, power, pain and death sprang into Harry's mind. The Cullens couldn't be...they couldn't...
An ice cold hand landed on his shoulder and Harry let out a scream of terror. He scrambled off his seat, pushing his back to the wall and covered his head, still screaming.
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