Chapter 9: Breakfast with Edward

Harry, in his sleep riddled mind, heard a soft mewling sound right in his ears that bordered on irritation accompanied by a constant head butting of fur.

Meow.

The sound was getting harder to ignore as it increased in volume. He cracked an eye open and was met with what he called the kitty death glare on Talon. Which was only given if hungry, seeking attention or he thought someone was an idiot. Harry guessed it was the first seeing as it was early morning for a Saturday. The sun had not peaked over the horizon yet.

"What Tal, sick of chasing the mice already?"

Meow.

"Told you to lay off the junk food," Harry muttered still drowsy and trying to get back into the land of slumber.

Meow!

But Talon was not having it. Harry huffed cursing his habit of being a light sleeper as he sat up leaning against the headboard. Talon settled in his lap butting his head against Harry's hand indicating that he wanted a good scratch behind the ears.

Harry shook his head a fond smile on his face. Talon could be so demanding when he wanted to be. He had his way of letting others know that he wanted affection or just to be a bother; the latter he saved for Ron.

Because Harry had rescued him from a life of poverty and early death, Talon had formed a deep bond with Harry that could not be broken. He was Harry's protector and loyal familiar and knew that his Harry would give him anything he needed and desired… and what he desired now was food.

Meow.

"All right, all right," Harry sighed, squinting at his watch. It was a little after seven, he groaned. Students would not be waking up until at least eight thirty or nine. Did Talon really have to wake him so early?

Talon as if hearing his Harry's thoughts, only meowed giving his hand a head butt.

"Of course you did you demanding feline."

Yawning Harry got out of bed shivering when his body met with the cool air of the early morning. He went through his morning routine taking extra care with his hair just to annoy Talon who was sitting in the doorway watching him with his copper green eyes.

Today was the first Quidditch match of the season against Ravenclaw, so Harry put on half of his uniform and sent the rest to the locker rooms. Following Talon to the bed, Harry sat putting on his shoes. He looked to Talon when he was done whose green was shining in eagerness.

"Alright buddy," said Harry pulling Talon up in his arms hugging him close to his chest. "Let's get some breakfast."

Harry and his fur ball made their way down to the common room and out of the portrait. The halls were deathly quiet, the grinding of the changing staircases echoed throughout the empty halls. Many of the portraits were still fast asleep something Harry wished he could still be doing.

That thought faded fast when he spotted Edward up ahead leaning against the wall with a smile on those sinful cherry lips.

Whoa, where did that come from, Harry thought with a shake of his head.

Edward's smile turned into a smirk when he caught Harry's thought, "Morning Raven."

Talon hissed bearing all his teeth swiping his clawed paws Edward's way. He tried to jump out of Harry's arms.

"Talon, Talon" Harry said fiercely tightening his hold him. What's gotten into him? "Calm down!"

"It's me," Edward said answering Harry's unspoken question.

"What," Harry asked confused while continuing his struggle to calm down an agitated Scottish fold.

"It's because of me, of what I am."

Harry looked at him confused for a moment longer before it dawned on him what Edward was talking about. Edward being a vampire is what was putting Talon on the edge and lashing out.

"Oh, shh Talon," Harry whispered in his ear.

"It's okay he's a friend, he's okay. Shh, shh it's okay," he repeated until Talon's hissing turned into warning growls before stopping completely. He was still tense muscles bunched together ready to pounce if need be.

"Talon, look at me," Talon did as instructed copper green eyes shone with such intelligence that Harry hadn't seen before. "Relax, love" he soothed while scratching behind Talon's left ear, which was a sensitive place for him.

Edward watched the scene before him with an expressionless face while emotions were waging war inside him. Was Harry that comfortable with him that he could easily over look his vampirism?

It both elated and concerned Edward that this was so, that his little Raven could easily forget that part about him.

"You have a smart cat," Edward commented.

"Yeah he is, but I'm starting to think he isn't a regular Scottish fold," answered Harry never ceasing his soothing strokes.

Indeed, Edward thought. "So what are you doing up so early?" Edward asked to dispel the intense mood. "It's a bit early for you to be up and about is it not?"

Harry smiled as Talon finally began to purr and fully relax his muscles. "This guy here decided to end his stint of independence and wake me up to feed him. I secretly think he just missed me. What about you, why you up just as early?"

"I couldn't sleep," the immortal teen answered. "I can't."

Harry nodded in sympathy having his fair share of sleepless nights. His brain finally caught to what Edward said at the end, emerald eyes widen.

"What do you mean can't, as in never?"

Edward nodded. "Let's continue this elsewhere, where you heading to the Great Hall or kitchens?"

"The kitchens follow me."

The teens set off to the kitchens which were below the Great Hall talking of today's upcoming match against Ravenclaw. Edward was excited to see Harry in action in the air and a little apprehensive too.

A mere mortal, his Raven hundreds of feet in the air with charmed balls set to cause harm, if you should get hit by one and free fall, who wouldn't be afraid for the participant?

They came to a stop in front of a huge painting of a bowl of fruit Harry reached up to tickle the pear who let out a little giggle before opening up to allow admittance.

"That has to be the weirdest thing I have seen yet," Edward said as he followed behind Harry.

The kitchens were quite nice different from Edward was expecting. It was modern but still held onto that fairy tale charm. In the center of the wall in the far left was a large old fashioned brick fireplace and not too far it was a decent size stove and oven, obviously powered by firewood. All in all the kitchens weren't bad but a little on the small side for hundreds of elves to prepare such huge amounts of food for Hogwarts occupants.

"I know what you're thinking," said Harry. He was watching Edward as he inspected the room. "There's another kitchen down below right through those doors," he pointed to the far right, "much larger and is only accessible by the house-elves and the headmaster."

Edward hummed taking his seat next to Harry at the island that was placed in the center of the room.

"Morning Harry Potter sir," a squeaky disembodied voice exclaimed.

Well that's what Edward thought until he leaned over Harry's shoulder to see a thigh high creature with multi-colored hats stacked upon his leather weathered head.

"What is Harry Potter doing here early? Can Dobby get you anything sir?" the elf rambled off not breathing in between questions.

"Morning Dobby," Harry smiled at the ever enthusiastic elf. "I've come for an early breakfast because Talon couldn't wait to get his paws on some delectable Salmon."

Dobby nodded and repeated his earlier question."What would Harry Potter like sir?"

"Waffles with sausage for me and pumpkin juice, I think you know what Talon craves," Harry turned to Edward. "You need anything?"

Edward shook his head no, he wasn't sure if the elf had any mountain lion or elk blood in stock; any animal blood at that. Come to think of it he also wasn't sure where and how he and his family could hunt for their nourishment.

"Headmaster been sending stock of animal blood for veggie family before they arrived sir," Dobby informed them.

"Oh really," asked Edward surprised. Problem solved for now, he thought. "Do you happen to have mountain lion on hand?"

"Yes Master Cullen, we do," and with a bow Dobby disappeared to fill his orders.

It was ten minutes later when their respective food appeared before them. Talon quickly dove into his Salmon and berries and Harry for the second time that morning shook his head at him. Fat cat, he thought fondly.

Harry inhaled the smell of his waffles savoring the smell of the melting butter mixing with the sweet sticky syrup. The waffles were soft and fluffy just like he liked them with the edges crisp to give a crunch, he moaned as he took the first bite; sweet soft buttery heaven it was. Harry's bliss was interrupted by Edward's chuckle.

Harry turned to level a mock glare at the vampire. "Whatcha laughing at, have you never seen a human eat waffles before?"

"Yes I have, but they were never into it like you," replied Edward still laughing.

"Well that's 'cos they never had Dobby's waffles," Harry retorted. He started to cut another piece before stopping his curiosity manifesting. "I wonder can you eat human food."

"Careful little Raven, curiosity killed the cat," Edward smirked into his goblet.

Talon hissed upon hearing that.

"Well this cat," said Harry as he pointed to himself, "has survived many a curious cases and not backing down just yet, so…"

"Yes and no, no meaning that the food doesn't digest as it does with humans. The food just sits as is in our stomachs until we expel it, which is a horrible process," Edward shuddered dramatically to emphasize his point.

Harry chuckled, "So what have you been doing with the food you've been pretending to eat this whole week?"

"It's a trick of the eye you see, I eat a little and push the food around on my plate to look as if I've been eating the whole time," answered Edward taking a sip from his blood filled chalice.

"Doesn't throwing up repeatedly play havoc with your system?" the younger teen asked digging back into his forgotten breakfast.

"It does indeed when we dry heave too much, it can leave us feeling rather fatigued which sucks because we can't sleep," Edward pouted.

"Why is it that, that you can't sleep?"

"When we are changed our bodies enter a frozen state, everything that was once needed as a human to function don't necessarily apply to us vampires like the need to sleep."

Harry nodded while he ate his breakfast, mentally filing away each bit of information Edward gave him. It must suck not to be able to sleep ever, and he said so to the older teen.

Not having the ability to sleep after a hard trying day, week, or month, must be very taxing on one's mental health.

"You have my sympathy."

Edward smiled as Harry continued his breakfast in silence asking no more questions. The immortal looked straight ahead taking in every detail of the quaint kitchen while stealing glances at Harry from his side view.

The vampire couldn't explain just how he was feeling at the moment. He was sure if Jasper was near him his brother would be sending out vibes of calm his way in waves. It was crazy how multiple emotions would arise every moment he spent with Harry that he sometimes would make himself dizzy.

He had been sitting in his room reading when Alice had a vision of Harry going down the kitchens early morning. Not one to waste an opportunity to spend time with his Raven,

Edward dressed quickly in his weekend best; a v-neck that showed off his matching pedant and a black cardigan paired with acid wash jeans. Yeah he was feeling hip and wanting to impress his Harry —with much (very little) goading from Alice.

Meeting the mortal teen in the hallway he could hear Harry's heartbeat before he even saw him. He smiled when he came into view noting the quickened pace of the younger teen's heart; it was a smug smile.

Meow.

Startled out of his musing Edward looked down at the table near his elbow where Talon sat looking at him with a calculating gaze. Those copper green eyes were unsettling to Edward which seemed to back Harry's suspicion that Talon was no ordinary house-hold cat.

"Aww look, I guess Talon's trying to apologize," Harry cooed.

Talon meowed as if he agreed with his master's statement.

Edward turned his gaze to Harry his eyebrow arched in disbelief. Talon, who not too long ago was throwing a fit upon seeing him and clawed at him, was trying to- as Harry put it apologize.

Yeah something's wrong with that picture.

"Well are you going to accept his apology?" asked Harry with wide innocent green eyes.

Edward sighed, "If I must."

He turned to Talon who was sporting the same look his master was; wide eyes. "Apology accepted."

Talon meowed and jumped off the table. Edward could have sworn he saw him smirking as he did so. "Silly cat," he muttered.

Harry laughed.

"S'not funny," the vampire murmured with suppressed laughter into his cup.

Smile still plastered on his face Harry turned facing Edward. So far his morning has been great, one of the best he's ever had. In Edward's presence he felt like he always did when he was younger; safe, valued, and loved.

"You have a little blood on your face," Harry stated watching the crimson liquid drip from the corner of Edward's mouth.

With lightening speed Edward's hand came up to his face. "Oh god you must be disgusted," he cried wiping away his evidence of monstrosity.

Harry shook his head, "Don't be silly. You missed a spot, here let me."

Harry took Edward's cool face in his hands savoring the electrical spark that jumped between their skins. Using the pad of his thumb he swiped the corner of Edward's lip wiping away the remainder of blood. His thumb hovered for moment before on impulse decided to trace Edward's bottom lip.

He was surprised when he felt how soft the cherry red lips were; smooth like leather and soft like velvet. Edward's lips were parted and Harry felt the cool breath wash over his hand sending chills down his spine— the good kind.

The younger teen's breath hitched when the vampire's cool tongue swept out over his lip to remove all traces of blood and then proceeded to take the thumb into the cool cavern of his mouth.

Edward's tongue snaked around Harry's thumb moving in slow teasing strokes lapping up the blood it procured. His golden gaze never left the wide green eyes that were quickly becoming clouded with lust.

Smirking Edward used his tongue pulling the whole thumb in his mouth suckling on it like a newborn babe would suckle on a pacifier, his venom swelling each passing moment.

It was the venom that prompted Edward to stop before he got too carried away and accidently suck the teen dry.

Taking the warm hand into his cold stone hand, Edward pulled Harry's hand away from his venom filled mouth placing a soft kiss to it.

Harry sat there stunned at the event that seemed to take place for hours when in reality it was only seconds. His breathing was spiked as well as his heart beat; he took in a deep steady breath to center himself and exhaled slowly.

"Damn."

Edward smirked once again smug that he can cause such strong reactions in Harry just as Harry does with him.

"You should get going little Raven, you've got a game to play."

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Harry sat on the bench in the locker room waiting for his teammates with goofy grin on his face still; he could still feel the icy tingle were Edward kissed his hand.

He hadn't notice how much time had passed since waking early morning and eating breakfast with Edward, by the time he left the kitchens most of the students were heading out to the Quidditch stands. He ran into a ranting Ron and a calm reasonable Hermione on his way down.

"Where in Merlin's pants have you been Harry," Ron screeched. "Taking off at all hours of the morning not leaving a note or anything, explain," he fussed.

Ron only fussed when he was nervous, which was perfectly understandable, seeing as he was just minutes away from his first public Quidditch match in his whole school career.

Harry laughed, "First of all it wasn't the crack of dawn Talon woke me a little after seven to feed him-"

"Might as well be," Ron grumbled referring to the time.

"- and second I bumped into Edward on the way so we ate together, got carried away with the time talking," Harry finished with a shrug.

"See Ronald there was nothing to worry about," said Hermione in a soothing tone as if she was calming down a three year old, though her eyes were set with a suspicion glint when she looked at Harry waiting for confirmation.

Soon the whole Gryffindor team was suited up and ready to play, Ron still bumbling with nerves. Harry took pity on his friend he took the red head aside and presented him a vial of clear liquid.

Ron's eyes widen. "Is that what I think it is," he hissed.

Harry shrugged. "I don't know. What do you think it is?"

"It's you know… the good luck potion."

"Is it? Then maybe you should take it, help calm your nerves."

The lanky teen shook his head. "I couldn't."

"You can," Harry said. "But I understand if you don't want to," he moved to place the vial back in his pocket.

Ron bit his lip in indecision for a moment. "Oh hell, it couldn't hurt." He reached for the bottle uncorking the top and took the potion in one gulp.

Harry smiled. "Right, we've got a game to play."

…

Up in the spectators stand sat Edward with his sister Alice and his friend Dean, Hermione on the other side of the chocolate boy. The vampire teen was eager to see the game as it sounded intriguing, though he was gutted with nerves and he wasn't the one playing!

"Welcome to the first Quidditch match of the school year," announced the student commentator, "the Eagles versus the undefeated Lions!"

The identity of the teams were clear as both teams flew into view from opposite ends of the pitch; crimson red with gold and blue with bronze.

As it was explained to him before, Edward noted that each team had seven members; three chasers, two beaters, a keeper and a seeker. The team's seeker hovered far above everyone else so that they have the whole field in view.

"The bludgers have been released as has the snitch…"

Down below Edward could make out Madam Hooch telling each chaser to keep the game clean before tossing the quaffle up in the air.

"And the game begins!"

The players dispersed weaving in and out and around each other, the game was fast paced. It was about thirty minutes or more into the game with Gryffindor in the lead by twenty points.

"Those Ravenclaws have been practicing," said Dean to Edward, "Not even the year before last could they keep up with us."

"Really," Edward asked distractedly.

Amber eyes were searching the sky for Harry.

The young Quidditch star was flying above the players leisurely ducking any bludgers that came his way To others who did not know his method, it looked as if he didn't care if he found the snitch or not.

It was a strategy he'd adopted in third year to let the other seeker become complacent while they watched him (he was sure some of them may have caught on). His eyes moved across the pitch in a systematic way searching for the snitch.

"And Gryffindor's keeper Ron Weasley stops Chambers from scoring yet again! Weasley is giving an ace performance for his first game ever; it's a wonder how he's keeping his wits about him."

The Gryffindor crowd began to cheer loudly as they Harry on the move, Ravenclaw's seeker Cho Chang unaware as she was daydreaming.

"And Potter spots the Snitch," roared the announcer, "the golden snitch is running course up around the pitch! Ah Harry's diving at neck breaking speed with Chang tailing!" exclaimed the Hufflepuff commentator with great excitement.

Edward watched as Harry trailed after the golden flurry that was spiraling downward at a dangerous speed. He watched with unneeded baited breath as Harry got closer to the ground before the broom slowly evened out. Harry stood balancing on his broom as he flew parallel with the ground his prize in reaching distance- right at his finger tips.

"And Gryffindor wins the game, 450 to Ravenclaw's 150!"

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The Gryffindor common room was loud with music and cheers as everyone congratulated Ron on the multiple saves he made. Ron for once was utterly happy that he had the attention on him.

"I heard about what you did," Hermione said from to next to Harry. They were both standing off to side letting Ron bask in his glory. "You shouldn't have done it."

"Done what?"

"You perfectly well know what I am talking about," she admonished in her motherly tone she adopted from Mrs. Weasley. "It's against the rules what you did," she huffed.

Harry only smirked, "You're nutters did you know that 'Mione? I never did give Ron the potion; I let him think I did 'cos he was working the nerves of the team with his nervous energy."

Hermione eyed him for a moment before exhaling seemingly satisfied with Harry's answer. She turned her attention to Ron who turned to her and smiled, the red haired male grabbed a hold of her hand pulling her with him into his spotlight. He grinned widely at her and then leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss.

There were instant catcalls from the whole team and house egging them on. Hermione who was hesitant for a moment wrapped her arms around Ron's neck deepening the kiss.

"It's about time don't you think," Ginny asked from behind Harry.

Grinning he turned towards her, "Yes it is. Can we say the same for you and a certain Gryffindor?"

Ginny ducked her head, her face colored a soft pink replying, "I'm waiting for him to come to me."

"Merlin girl then you would be waiting forever. Don't let the chance slip by or you'll be just as bad those two," he said chucking his thumb in the direction of his two snogging friends.

The Gryffindor chaser nodded her head before slipping away with her friend to enjoy the rest of the celebration.

Harry sat on the sofa with a butterbeer in his hand eyes scanning about the room enjoying the light carefree atmosphere.

He smiled when he saw Seamus grinning from ear to ear as Lavender Brown ran her fingers along his arm shoulder and stomach in a pattern; know full well that the Irish teen relishing in the attention from his secret crush.

He then saw Dean and Ginny talking shyly to one another with their friends close by. He didn't know where Ron and Hermione went off to…

Meow.

Harry looked down as Talon hopped into lap rubbing his head against his hand.

"Hey Tal getting tired of the loud noise too?" he asked running his fingers through the dark fur. "What to do you say to a little walk, you and I?"

Talon was in bliss purring contently as Harry's fingers continued to comb through his fur.

Meow.

Harry stood with Talon in his arms never ceasing the soothing strokes. He walked up to his dorm room to retrieve his invisibility cloak from his trunk before walking out the portrait unnoticed by his partying housemates.

He didn't know where his walk would take him as he descended down the moving staircase. A strange sense of déjà vu filled him as he continued down the hall.

"Isn't this how we started our morning," Harry asked of Talon.

Meow.

"Yes I thought so, now all we are missing is-"

"Me," chimed the soft tenor voice of Edward.

Harry smiled widely when he saw the immortal teen standing before him looking all kinds of sinful. The teen rolled his eyes at himself there he goes again the thoughts.

Edward chuckled softly, eyes glowing warm amber in the fire light provided by the torches lining the wall of the halls.

"Come on little Raven, Esme wants to see you. You nearly gave her still heart a heart attack with that stunt you pulled at the end of the game," the vampire teen said as Harry fell in step with him.

"Yes well it had to be done; at least I didn't fall over my broom and swallow the snitch like I did first year."

"I suppose that is a good thing," Edward laughed. "You did spectacular out there by the way."

The young teen blushed under Edward's praise muttering his thanks.

"Harry," Alice squealed as he walked into the room Edward following close behind. "You did wonderful out on the pitch," she exclaimed wrapping him in a hug begin careful not to crush Talon.

"Thanks."

"Yeah little man that was awesome," Emmett boomed. "Do ya think you could teach me?"

The mortal teen nodded smiling at Emmett's enthusiasm. Esme came into view her warm eyes shining with motherly love.

"Harry dear, how are you," she asked.

"I'm good thank you… um sorry about the scare I gave you."

She smiled warmly cupping his cheeks gently in her cold hands.

"Yes thank you, but I suppose it is part of the game right? Doesn't mean I have to like it though," she said placing a gentle kiss to his forehead where his scar resided.

"Would you like anything to eat dear?"

"No I'm good thank you."

Esme nodded disappearing back in to her small studio to finish her painting.

"Em you think what Harry did today was awesome, what until you hear what he did first year," Edward said as he guided Harry to sit in the couch.

The teen blushed giving Edward a weak glare as he settled on to the soft sofa before retelling his tale of his first Quidditch match to the vampire siblings.

Emmett was roaring with laughter by the time Harry finished, he was leaning on Rosalie whose lips were up turned in a small smile. Everyone else was laughing too, but not as loud as Emmett.

The burly male just exuded energy of a ten year old. Anything could hold his amusement.

Yup, Harry thought, the twins and he would get along quite fine.

In a good mood Harry decided to entertain them with tales about the foolish Gilderoy Lockhart. How he wore ridiculous robes that even Dumbledore wouldn't wear, the duel with Professor Snape that the former flat on his back….

"He was so bloody annoying I hid at every chance I got," Harry finished shaking his head.

"Well he got his just desserts did he not," Alice asked tinkling with laughter.

"Oh yeah he tried to use a memory charm on Ron and I, but it backfired because Ron's wand at the time was broken. Lockhart ended up in the mental ward at St. Mungo's."

Harry leaned back into the couch running his fingers through Talon's fur while the others talked amongst themselves and with each other.

Emmett asked some silly questions here and there concerning wizards and witches, most of which were based on muggle fiction. Harry countered the answers asking his own childish questions concerning vampire myths.

"If a witch or wizard has holy water thrown on them would they melt?

"Do you melt in the sunlight?"

"Do all witches and wizards live in dark castles?"

"Do you sleep in a coffin?"

And back and forth they went.

Edward was impressed with his raven's sharp tongue another person who can keep Emmett entertained.

"I think it's time for the human to get back to the dorms before he's caught out after curfew," Edward announced after a lull in conversation.

Harry just smirked, "That won't be a problem, besides Alice still has yet to answer my question. She keeps stalling," he said looking pointedly at pixie like vampire. "Now explain."

Alice smiled at the teen eyes twinkling with a worldly knowledge something eerily similar to Albus.

A/N: And there you have it. Breakfast with Edward. Love it. Hate it. Drop a review