Edward convinced Harry to sleep, at least for some of the night. He badly needed to hunt now after so much expended energy and Harry needed to sleep, no matter how he protested that the magic could sustain him. As he looked back at the house which had once felt like a monk's cell and saw Harry's strong magic hover around it, a sentinel against any harm, he smiled. It had all changed. He was still reeling from his day in the sun. Before he left he decided to call home. Squaring his shoulders he picked out the keys of his phone. It didn't get much chance to ring when an exuberant voice shouted down the line.

'Edward!' Alice squeaked and he could imagine her bouncing up and down. 'Oh my god Edward! What ARE you doing?!' her voice, shocked and happy told him this was a rhetorical question.

'Hi Alice,' he answered but that was all he got to say before excited Alice carried on speaking.

'You were outside in the daytime! In the sun! Doing...well doing that boy.' Edward laughed.

'You got me,' he laughed again. 'Yep that was me.'

'Who is he? What is he? Does he love you? It looks like he loves you. Oh my god Edward I'm coming right over on the next flight. You can not have all this fun to yourself. No sir...' Alice would have continued her monologue if Edward hadn't hushed her to silence.

'No Alice,' he said firmly and heard her sigh of frustration. 'I'll tell you what you want to know now and then you've got to leave us in peace, at least for a while.' He pleaded.

'Us? Wow Edward, you're part of an 'us'!' Alice breathed. 'You sound like Jasper and I. You sound happy. It's soooo good to hear that after all this time. Now, answers please!'

Edward laughed again and told Alice what she needed to know; Harry's name and his background in brief and some of what she wanted to know; no it hadn't hurt that much, yes it was amazing, yes magic made it more amazing. Alice sighed happily at the vicarious pleasure she was taking in her brother's love life. Now he had a love life.

'I nearly spilled the beans when I had that vision of you this morning, in front of the window in the sunshine.' She gasped out. Edward could imagine her spiky hair bouncing around as she expressed herself. Then he realised what she had seen.

'Right, yes. Sorry,' he muttered embarrassed.

'Don't be,' she answered quickly. 'Just, I was playing outside with Emmet and I'm sure he suspects something. I couldn't hide my...' she paused for the word, 'reaction, quickly enough.' Edward hissed. God, this was awkward.

'Sorry,' he muttered again.

'Don't worry,' Alice answered brightly. There was a voice in the background. 'Yes, it's Edward. Edward? Jasper wants a word.'

'Hi Jasper,' Edward smiled at the thought of his 'brother' all those miles away.

'Hi Edward,' came the breezy reply, 'just wanted to thank you for this morning...Alice was on fire...OW!' there was a struggle on the end of the line. Edward grinned to himself and then cringed as he thought about what Jasper had said. Oh dear. This was complicated.

'Sorry about that Edward,' came Alice's voice again, 'ignore him. He has no idea what he's talking about.' It sounded like Jasper had protested because there was a crash and someone shouted 'ow' again.

'Look I'm sorry you saw all that Alice. I didn't really think at the time...' Edward trailed off and he heard Alice giggle.

'It's ok, I've decided that next time I see you and it looks like you're going to end up...' Edward could tell that Alice was trying to find a suitable adjective; she giggled '...naked, then I won't look anymore. Or I'll try not to anyway.' She added in a rush.

'Thank you Alice. I really appreciate your discretion on this. If things keep on going so well then I'll tell the others soon enough. Tell Jasper not to blab eh?'

'He won't.' Alice was firm. From the background Edward heard Jasper shout, 'I know when I'm on to a good thing. Ow!' Edward laughed now.

'Look Alice I have to go and hunt, I'll speak to you soon ok? I love you.'

'Love you too.' Alice was serious now. 'Don't leave it too long to be in touch or I might just have to peek!'

'Alice,' Edward growled the half serious warning in his throat.

'Bye!!' she hung up. Edward looked at his phone and laughed out loud.

With that settled he ran stealthily into the night, he wasn't sure what prey was out there but he was ravenous.

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Harry woke with a start. Something cold and smooth was moving along the side of his leg, under the sheets and over the make shift mattress he'd thrown together. His first thought was 'snake' and he was about to chance a whisper in Parseltongue when it occurred to him that this particular snake seemed to have an agenda. He grinned under the covers and pretended to be still asleep.

Edward heard Harry's heart pounding, knew he was awake, and decided to play along with the game. His hand skimmed the hem of Harry's boxers and then moved underneath. Harry held his breath and Edward wanted to laugh. So engrossed was he in the game that he didn't notice Harry's magic curling around him until it touched his body in an echo of what his own hand was doing to Harry. Edward leaned back to give the silver fingers more room to move about him. The magic stroked fire into him, releasing the tension which had built during his hunt, drawing to the surface the feelings of the predator he had allowed himself to be for those brief hours while Harry slept. He growled in his throat and in response the magic held him down and toyed with his nipples conjuring from him a groan of pleasure. Edward lay suspended in this bliss. The thinking, rational man he had become over the years since his turning lay dormant in him now. Harry's magic had awaked the newly fed vampire self that Edward hid from everyone, including himself. Venom dripped from his open mouth as he took a breath he didn't need. It was a reaction, a reaction of the animal inside him which had torn and feasted on the creatures who had been unfortunate enough to cross his path that night. Edward struggled against the rise of this beast within him. He opened his eyes to find Harry looking down at him.

'Don't.' He fought to speak, to be coherent, a man again.

'I want to see it all Edward,' was all that Harry said. Edward's body was hard with desire, Harry's magic reached beneath the veneer of civility and pulled at his core. The magic flared from Harry now, terrifying and beautiful. It rushed over the stricken vampire and with a roar Edward let go of his carefully cultivated mask to the creature beneath, that fed on living blood and killed to survive. Harry showed no fear, even though a part of him knew that, if he let go of Edward now, if the magic slipped though his grasp, the vampire would dip that beautiful mouth to his neck and rip out his throat. He reached out with his hand and grabbed Edward's hair, he ran his fiery lips down his captive's neck and looked into his eyes while he stroked with long, confident strokes at Edward's erection. Lust and hunger burned in those eyes. Harry saw his own fire reflected in them. The killer he too could have become. As Edward's need grew Harry continued to hold him with his eyes, the magic snaking, teasing around the vampire's furious, captive body. Shudders ran through Edward and Harry felt the release of Edward's self loathing.; the release of the final barrier between him and his vampire lover. The magic swelled and then softened over them. Edward's eyes regained their sanity and he began to cry. Harry held him tightly and stroked his hair.