AN: sry 4 da wait, gaiz! here u go! a new ch! Also, danks, sord for anoder great reciew! ur much betta dan da other ppl

Harry emerged from the hallway, his air still wet from the hsower. She got up and ruffled his hari, then withdrrew it just as quick in shock at what she hsd done.

The man she hated for stealing the lover, the man who madde her life hell, that damn wizard, and she jsut touched him.

Hell, what was the boy doing in her house? SHe shyould have thrown him off of the porch as soon as she saw him.

But she looked at him agian and barely managed to keep the blush away. The blothes were a little baggy on him, but looked good on him anyways. His wet brown hair was arelady going every direction, like it did when it was dry.

Hsi lightning shapped scar was almost mystifying, like it was staring her down. She couldn't help bnut want to reach out and touch it again. It put her in a relaxed state, like eerything was okay when she saw it.

There was something depp about that scar, some story to tell about it and, while she did care, she didnt' awant to ask him aout it. No way in hell was she ging to have a converstaion like that with him.

For one, it was too deep and she jsut wanted to get rd of him again as soon as she could. That meant catering to his needs before kicking him out once more, amybe to send him to stay in the Cullen's empty house. It was definitely big enough.

For another reason, she didn't want to care about his again. She was afriad that if he told the story of his scar to her, she would once agian fall under his spell (get it? cuz hes a wizrd? LOOL) and wouldn't be able to fall out of it. She didn't really want to fall in love with him again.

But as she stared at her with his gorgeous, big, kind, warm green eyes, she coudlnt help but feel her heartbeart grow faster. No! She coulden't! Ariana quickly turned away.

"Do ou want some food before you leave?"

"Um, sre," He mumbled. She gestured to a dining room chair and he ast down. She coldn't help but stare at his butt as he did so. Ariana ran away to the kitchen at the thouht of lovingh him.

She quickly made his a turkey sandwich. First she lay out two pieces of bread, then she spread miracle whip on one slice, mustard on the oterh. Then she placed some lettuch on the miracle whip side, chedar cheese on the mustard side. Then she placed some turkley sliced on those and closed it.

Then she cut the sandwich in half, palcing it on a plate that was blue and white with little puppy dog prints along the rim. Ariana had alwasys loved dogs. Maybe tjat was why she loved Jacob so much. He was like a big, fluffy, nice, warm, companionable puppy dog to her and she loved him.

She brought the sandwich out and put it in front of Harry.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Do you have any tea?"

"Actually, yes, I do. I like tea. What kind?"

"What kidn do you have?"

"I have Earl Grey, Ceylon, Assam, Keemun, Chai, Green tea… which one do you want?"

"earl gray sounds good, I guess."

She filled the kettle with water and put it on the stove. He was half way done with his tea by the time it becan to scream like a wounded animal. Harry jumped visibly at the sound.

She pured the water into a mug, putting the teabag in to the boiling water to soak. She handed the mug to Harry, who accepted it with a smile.

Immediately, I was sucked into his smie, like they were a white hole, a pearly, white, set of teeth like a picket fence, one with children behind it, running in the yrad.

Suddenly, without noticing it, Harry leaned up and kissed me. I drew back, but then came forward again and kissed him. He tasted of sandwich.

He goy up from his seat and wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. I groaned and moved closer, pressing my lips against his.

Just when it felt like things were about to become heavier, I heard someone at my back door. I pused Harry away and we starred at the back door, waiting. The door nob jiggled and then it opened.

It was… EDWARD.

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