Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Percy Jackson or Twilight. These belong to JK Rowling, Rick Riordan, and Stephenie Meyer respectably.

Rated: T (Dry humor, make out sessions without graphic detail, and naughty words)

WARNING: this story will contain the following: Boy love, meaning that yes two male characters will eventually be trading some form of bodily fluid. If you don't approve be so kind as to remove your self from this page at this moment. A crossover of characters and out of character moments will happen! Reason being that I am only borrowing the names and some attributes of the originals, it's a fan fiction meaning that as the writer I can make Harry giggle or faint whenever I want, don't like it please remove yourself from this page at this moment. We will also have a few dirty jokes here and there along with a naughty word or two! Thank you for reading now please enjoy. (One last thing: I don't beta so excuse any mistakes!)

A/N: Hey! Its not New Years day but the day after! Ummm excuse for that ehh I went to bed at 5 am and didn't rise until around 2pm, then de-christmasfied my house! BUT this is a longer chapter so yay! Thank you Terra for checking the previous chapter! Notes for this chapter:

1) Phantom of the Opera Lyrics are used again, and again I DO NOT CLAIM OVER OWNERSHIP OF THE SONG, LYRICS, CHARACTERS ETC.

2) Harry is Scottish for the night.

3) Drinking is done, over 21...don't get ideas.

4) Bump and grind have come over for some fun.

5) The scene is a bit more aligned with the lyrics this time around, but it can actually be read on its own. The end is technically only flashes for Edward and Harry, for the reader it's a detail yum.

6) Bold Italics are flash backs.

So Please enjoy!

P.S.: Terra REVIEW BEFORE I TEXT YOU AGAIN! =D

RedRobbin your kiss is included

Rain IT WAS ONLY 3 DAYS THIS TIME! =D

Edward removed Erik's Black Wig and set off robotically to switch into Raoul's change. He smoothed his own hair back, changed shirt and jacket and finally took a deep breath. He was close to breaking. He wanted to mark Harry as his own. If he hadn't been warned by Alice that the guys clinging to HIS Harry were in fact related to said unclaimed angel, then he would have probably made a big old Jerry Springer scene right there in the parking lot and marked Harry as his own right there without a care of who was witness. The more the merrier as they said. But he had to stop! Harry wasn't his, it wasn't fair to Harry. But was it fair to his heart?

The push and pull on that stage had nearly shattered his resolve. Erik didn't want Christine on that stage, Edward wanted Harry…He couldn't see Christine, he saw make-up and hair and a dress, but he wanted what was underneath that. He wanted to touch more than just that tanned leg, god he was so close to his prize, so close! And that neck, given so willingly, as if the man that was standing behind it were no monster.

He took another breath as he heard the final notes to Beauty and Beast sound from the stage. It was time. He looked in the mirror one last time, "I guess…I wasn't strong enough…I kept my promise in the end." His grip on the counter harden and a it cracked under the pressure, "damn."

Edward stepped back and headed towards the door, but paused as he heard voices in the hall.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, don't worry. Here hand these to Nico. As soon as the performance ends I'll go straight to you guys."

"Is it about earlier?"

"What? With Luke? Nah man, that fool is still trying to get me back for the first time he was at camp!"

"Heard that was epic."

There was laughter, Edward knew that laugh….Harry.

"Yeah, it still tops mission t-pee the big house and dye everyone neon green."

There was a slight pause before the voice he didn't recognize continued, "It's the dreams."

Silence, then Harry answered, "Yes…but I'm ending them today."

"Hey don't…"

"It's ok. I have it under control. Go back to the exit, I'll see you in few minutes."

"Stay solid man."

"Thanks."

As soon as the foot steps died out, Edward opened the door. Harry swiftly turned and smiled, "Ready?"

Edward nodded, not taking his gaze away from Harry's form.

"Let's end this then."

Harry turned to walk away, but found himself pulled back into a hard chest, "No," Edward whispered heatedly into his ear, "We're starting it."

Harry was left slightly stunned as Edward released him and set off towards the stage. Harry growled a few curses before catching up to Edward. He spun the man around and brought his face down to his eyelevel. Even without the mist Edward would be a good four inches taller, "Don't forget…you pushed me." Harry hissed out close enough to brush his lips against Edward's.

"Edward! Harry! On stage!"

Harry released the Vampire and went up the side steps onto the platform, he didn't look back, but he sure as hell felt Edward's heated gaze strip him to his core.

The stage dimmed as Harry walked out and stood at the top of the left stairwell. He gazed out into the audience, hands clutching a single red rose. Eyes hollow, terrified of everything and nothing at the same time. A few tears escaped as Edward stepped onto the platform stage right.

Christine, Christine

He approached slowly, and wrapped his arms around the trembling boy. Harry dropped the rose as Edward turned him and softly took his hands, gently leading him to the center of the platform. He stopped and placed his hand under Harry's chin, gently lifting it. He smiled softly as he moved his hand to caress the boy's face, holding it like fragile glass.

No more talk of darkness

Harry leaned into the caress, then opened his eyes to meet Edward's gaze. No longer was it heated with desire, there was more, there was love, and worry. His eyes widen in slight shock when Edward pulled him into another embrace. Harry let himself relax and take in the strong masculine scent of the man that was holding him in his arms. He shuddered when Edward pulled back again to hold his face, gently wiping away the trail of tears.

Say you love me every waking moment

Harry placed his hands over Edward's, gently removing them from his face, and pulled his body away, just enough for him to get his head on straight again. He continued to stare into Edward's golden eyes, slowly allowing himself to be caught in the loving gaze. Only a little bit, he reminded himself, as he brought one hand up to caress the right side of Edward's face. He wasn't going to loose himself, not yet. He continued caressing, feeling the skin beneath his hand, slowly moving forward into Edward's personal space. Each step rendering him useless against the pull of Edward's gaze.

Let me be your shelter

Edward brought his hands down to Harry's waist and pulled the boy tenderly to himself again. Harry felt he would scream if Edward continued to treat him like glass, but that's what he was right now, glass that Edward could break whenever he felt like it. Harry would make him work for it though, he would not break without on last ditch effort to remain faithful to his lost lover.

All I want Is freedom

Harry reluctantly pulled away completely, walking towards the railing, he held it for support then looked over his shoulder with the most loving gaze Edward had ever seen. He smiled slightly then turned away.

Then say you'll share with me

Edward swiftly closed the distance between them and turned Harry. He led him back to center stage, never breaking gaze, allowing himself for the moment to pretend that this face belonged to his lover, to his one and true love. He gently placed one hand over Harry's face again, one hand caressing tender pink lips. He willed back a smile as the boy trembled at his touch as he let his hands fall to turn Harry towards the audience. He was falling he knew it, it would end soon.

Say you'll share with me

Harry let him self be taken. His back resting on Edward's strong chest. His hands moved to cover Edward's and Edward held him tighter in return. Harry felt Edward set his face on his left shoulder, then he turned him gently in his arms. Harry slowly crept his hands up Edward's chest. Edward slid his hands down Harry's back, stopping as he reached the boy's waist. His grip tightened when he felt Harry securely reach his shoulder and the back of his neck. It was time. He leaned down, searching for doubt in Harry's eyes, none was there, only love.

Say you love me

You know I do

Harry strengthened his grip and pushed up as, Edward grip him tighter and raised him from the floor. Their lips met and the world faded away.

"Crap I'm going to be late! Way to go Harry." he made a sharp turn heading for a classroom when he bumped into a solid mass, and down they both went.

"Sorry!" Harry said as he scrambled to help the other boy up.

"It's ok," the boy said. He took Harry's hand and gasped, "My name is Edward, Edward Masen."

"Harry," he replied with a slight blush coming over his features, "Harry Peverell."

Harry's hold on Edward intensified as the taller boy coaxed his mouth to open when he lifted him to spin towards stage left.

Harry slammed a book shut and shoved it away from himself, idiot teachers always assuming he could only be taught through humiliation.

"Harry."

"I'm not stupid," he ground out.

"I know," Edward whispered as he placed his hand on Harry's shoulder, "They prefer to stay ignorant and not try to understand something different from what they know."

"and you understand?"

Edward kneeled next to Harry's chair and found the boy's eyes, "I'd like to try."

Edward pulled Harry closer after he placed the trembling boy back on his feet, he didn't want to break away not yet, just a little a more.

"?"

Harry tilted his head and held back a laugh, "beg your pardon?"

Edward cleared his throat and tried again, "Would you care to join me at the theater to watch a movie tonight?"

Harry bit his lower lip as if contemplating his answer. The boy had no idea how badly Edward wanted to be the one abusing that plump flesh, "Only if you buy me popcorn." Harry finally said as he playfully leaned forward.

Edward smirked and leaned in, forcing Harry to look up into his eyes, "it's a date."

Harry broke the kiss when his need for air grew, he had become blank from the world. He looked up into Edward's eyes and nearly cried when the eyes he saw were not bright green, he lost. Edward, this Edward, was better than no Edward at all.

Everywhere you go let me go too

Love me that's all I ask of you.

With tears running freely down his face Harry leaned back up and sealed his lips upon Edward's one last time. He felt Edward's arms tighten around him again, relishing in the security and comfort they provided.

Harry fell onto the soft grass laughing as Edward tackled him down, "I can't believe you actually thought I wanted to court that horrid girl." he said between fits of laughter.

"What else would you have had me believe? She was prancing around town claming you would wed her soon!" Edward growled as he pinned Harry's hands with one of his own and used his free hand to maintain his balance.

"Really?" Harry made a face and continued his defense, "She's delusional! My exact words were as follows: Edith, stay away from Edward, he's taken. I don't know how she interpreted that as a marriage proposal, but there you have it."

Edward raised an eyebrow and brought his face down to Harry's, "And whom is it that has taken me?"

"Me," Harry said in all seriousness, "You belong to me."

"Do I now?" Edward whispered as he maneuvered himself between Harry's legs.

Harry nodded as a steady blush dusted his cheeks and fell down his neck. Edward bit back a smile as he ghosted his lips over Harry's ear, "Allow me then, to mark you as my own. Will you allow me to do so Harry?" He whispered as he rotated his hips causing Harry to gasp and tilt his head back, "Yes." the boy panted out.

Edward slowly released Harry's hands and trailed his fingers down to undo the first three buttons on Harry's shirt. He carefully moved the material away and touched the slender neck and tanned skin. He leaned down, allowing his nose to trail all the way up to Harry's face, where he nudged the boy to open his eyes. When he did, he slowly leaned down and captured the lips that often tormented him in a slow tender kiss. He reluctantly removed himself from them and moved down the offered neck slowly kissing and savoring the soft skin. He stopped at the juncture between the shoulder and neck. Slowly licking and sucking at the skin, making it tender to the touch. He gave one last lick before simultaneously biting down and undulating his hips forward.

Harry gasped as his eyes rolled back from the pleasure and pain that had been inflicted. Not quite knowing which he enjoyed the most. Edward smiled and licked at the wound. He hadn't broken the skin, but he had marked it without a doubt. He lifted his face from the mark and gently turned Harry's face. He kissed the boy's closed eyelids, coaxing them to open. When they did he smiled and kissed the boy tenderly on the lips, "I love you," he whispered.

The roar and applause from the crowd once again brought the pair back to reality. Harry gasped for breath as he looked up at Edward with wide eyes.

Edward could do nothing but stare back. Those were his memories. He knew they were his. He remembered confessing his love to Harry on that night. He remembered the first time he asked him out on a date, when he comforted Harry in school, and even when they first met. He remembered.

Edward brushed his fingers over Harry's lips as the half-blood slowly regained full motor skills.

"I have to go," Harry whispered.

Edward maintained eye contact and shook his head, "I love you."

Harry's eyes widened in shock and his control was destroyed as Edward took the final swing.

"Oh shit." Percy whispered.

Draco could only stare in shock while Annabeth gasped and placed a hand over her own mouth. Harry's mist had shattered. He now stood only a few inches shorter than Edward, his chest, though thankfully covered by the added hair extensions, was gone, and his arms now held the tell tale sign of toned muscle. The crowd was thankfully too distracted to notice the change, but from the look on Edward's face, he certainly hadn't.

The lights went off on the stage and the three half-bloods could only pray that Harry knew what he was doing.

Harry took off as soon as the lights went off. He ran from the stage and out the back door, not waiting to see if Edward had followed.

"Harry!" Charles shouted as he ran after Harry.

"Let's go Charles." He said as he ran straight to Nico and climbed on Mrs. O'Leary.

Both boys exchanged worried looks, but climbed on without saying a word.

Alice ran onto the set and removed Edward from the platform. The Vampire had remained frozen on the spot, and she knew he would not leave of his own will. She quickly led him back stage and forced him to sit. The hallway was thankfully deserted.

"Edward?" she gently called as she kneeled in front of him, "Come back sweetheart."

Edward finally snapped out of it, "Alice! It's Harry, he's…"

"Edward, Harry left, what happened?" She said as she forced him down again.

"Left? NO! Alice I have to go after…it's Harry my Harry! That was my Harry!"

Alice frowned and forced him down again, "What? But how? That, Harry is a girl. Your Harry was a boy."

"I, I know! But that's just it! That was Harry, my Harry, boy Harry. He had my mark!" He said as he pushed his hair back itching to go after his long lost lover.

"Your mark?"

"Yes, on his neck. I marked Harry as my own in 1916. Harry, that Harry has the exact same mark in the exact same place. Its him, I saw. It was him!" he exclaimed.

Alice opened and closed her mouth not knowing what to say. Edward was just about to push her out of the way, when the small vampire's eyes glazed over and she swayed. Edward caught her and his eyes widened at her vision. When she came to, she looked at him them brought him into a fierce hug, "Oh Edward." She whispered as he hugged her back.

Bella held her breath in hopes of hearing more of the conversation Alice and Edward were having in the hallway. She had decided to lock herself in the changing room as soon as Harry and Edward began their second scene. She had barely stomached the first one and was sure she would throw up if she had watched the second. Confused was an understatement as to what she was experiencing at that moment. From the sound of it, Harry had taken off right after the scene ended and Edward wanted to desperately run after her, something Bella was pointedly ignoring at this time.

She replayed the conversation in her mind when she heard the tell tale sign of their foot steeps leaving the hallway. Edward had called Harry a he and for some reason mention a mark that was given in 1917? What the hell did that mean? She needed more information. She needed to know more about Edward, she needed the home advantage to take him from that dumb whore Harry. It was a good thing that Jacob had agreed to meet her at that local club on the town border. She could get anything she wanted from him. All she had to do was shake off Jessica and the rest of Forks High.

Harry didn't even stop to say good bye to Nico as he rushed into the house. He went bee line for his room grabbed some clothes and shut himself in the bathroom.

He took several shaky breaths before finally allowing himself to look in the mirror. He scowled at his reflection then turned on the water. He quickly ripped off the costume and wiped his face of all the make up he had been forced to put on. He then unclipped the hair extensions and jumped into the shower. As the hot water undid his curls he finally gave himself time to think. His heart was torn. He was in love with his memory, a dream, and in love with the most beautiful boy he had ever met in this lifetime. He shook as silent tears mixed in with the running water. This would be his only moment of weakness, he would leave "Jamie" in this bathroom. She would go down the sink and into the pipes. Her hair will lay in the trash along with the clothes she'd worn this night.

He stepped out and dried himself before opening the drawer and taking out a pair of scissors. It was time. He cleaned off the mirror and started cutting, stopping momentarily to stare at the red mark at the juncture of his neck. He'd had it since birth, doctors had called it a birth mark, nothing serious. Harry had covered it from the very moment he learned how to manipulate the mist. Whenever he stared at it, it made his chest feel hollow, like something was missing. He finally knew why that was.

Luke, Percy and Draco rushed into the house and found Beckendorf sitting in the living watching T.V.

"Where is he?" Draco asked as soon as he entered.

"In the bathroom. Just let him be for a while, he'll be out before we leave." Charles said as he motioned for them to sit.

"What the hell happened?" Percy asked as he allowed himself to be seated on top of Luke.

"Has he ever lost control of the mist like that?" Draco asked, he had only really known Harry for one summer.

"No," Luke said as he formed intricate patterns on Percy's clothed leg. He often did this when he was putting things together in his mind, "Something must have shaken him hard on that stage."

Charles shut off the T.V. and sighed, "Just let him be for now, if we try anything, he'll go war Harry on us and we wont get anything out of him for sure."

Draco but his lip, not really liking the idea, but what choice did he have?

They stayed quiet until Percy looked over his shoulder at Luke, "Not that I'm complaining, but why the hell are you here?"

Luke smirked and let his hands travel up and down Percy's legs, "Came to make sure my mermaid didn't have any needs that needed to be taken care of."

Percy blushed red and smacked Luke as best he could from his position. Draco rolled his eyes and looked to Charles for information.

"We have a lead. Luke, Harry and I are going down to the club in the outskirts of town. The owner is an old Satyr that might help us understand this place a bit better. Depending on what we find out, you might be taking over Harry's job with helping Grover keep an eye on Angela." Charles explained, "Annabeth will erase any memory of Harry from the students and teachers minds, Luke is taking care of the paper work."

"Well aren't you all super efficient." Draco said as he looked from Charles to Luke who was busy trying to get his hands up Percy's shirt.

The phone rang breaking the silence and Luke's hold on Percy. The boy leaped up and answered.

"Hello?"

"Percy, it's Annabeth, Listen apparently half the school is gonna go down to this club at the edge of town, and Angela was invited to go. Seems like the girl can't say no to a party. We are gonna have to go. You and Draco need to start getting ready now, Grover and I will be there shortly."

"Wait what? Is she high? We can't go to a club! What if she get's claimed, we don't have the place secured! And Luke, Charles and Harry wont be available!" Percy said as he changed the phone to another hand. They needed to end the convo soon before they got some unwanted guest.

"What? Look we'll figure this when we get there, bye." she hung up and Percy slammed the phone down.

"Draco, looks like we are gonna party tonight." Percy sighed as he sat back down on Luke, "Don't these bloody idiots know enclosed spaces can get you killed!"

"Wait, why are we going to party? My brother is having a metal break down, I don't want to party with anyone." Draco said as he fumed out of frustration.

"Angela and half the school are going to a club here in town. She can't go alone." Percy grumbled and Luke wrapped his arms around him.

"You guys, this is Forks…my backyard is bigger, how many clubs do you honestly think this town has?"

They all turned and stared in shock.

"Harry?" Draco said as he stood, "What?"

"Oh my god…It's a boy!" Luke exclaimed.

Harry shot him a dirty look and smiled at Draco, "What forget you had an older brother?"

"Got use to the sister really." Draco shot back finally coming out of his momentary stupor.

Harry shoved Draco and sat down. He had cut his hair short again (think Deathly Hallows movie cut). He no longer wore the brightly colored female clothing, but a wine red button up dress shirt with the top buttons left undone to reveal his camp necklace. He left the shirt un-tucked from fitted black jeans and topped it off with mid-calf combat boots and his weapons in place. Harry was his 21 year old self again, well sort of, the son of youth thing kind of set him back a bit.

"Ready to go then?" Harry asked.

"Nope," Luke said as he nuzzled the back of Percy's neck, "Annabeth called, we'll wait and see what's going to happened. Then we proceed as planed."

Sure enough ten minutes later, and Harry reassuring everyone he would live, found everyone ready to go. Harry, Luke and Charles left as soon as Annabeth, Percy and Draco were picked up by Angela.

When they arrived, the club was pretty much empty, save a few cars and motorcycles. They quickly located all the exits of the club, they waited in the car until the place was crowded enough to blend in. The minute they spotted Percy and the others in the crowd, they got out and headed in.

"ID," the bouncer said as Harry, Luke and Charles made it to the front.

"Nice try kid," the guy sneered at Harry, who rolled his eyes.

"Just scan the damn thing already, I know I look sixteen ok."

The man gave him a look before passing the ID, "What do you know. Puberty wasn't nice to you huh kid?"

"Nicer than time was to you old man."

With that Harry snatched his card back, strapped on the purple wrist band and walked in with a sniggering Luke and Charles not far behind.

Walking in, they were met with flashing lights and jumping bodies. The music was turned up all the way and every table seemed to be the scene of drinking games or screaming gossip.

"Start at the bar and move around?" Charles said as he leaned into both Luke and Harry.

"Read my mind did you?" Harry laughed as Luke placed his arms around both boys, "Kids these days have no idea how to party!" he said shaking his head in sorrow. Charles laughed and patted Luke's shoulder before moving through the crowd, straight to the bar.

"Shall we?" Luke asked.

"Let's."

Both boys moved into the sea of bodies. Harry scanned the room and found Draco, Annabeth and Angela in one of the tables near the dance floor. Luke pinpointed Percy and Grover near the bathrooms when they first came through the door.

Charles handed them each a beer when they reached him at the bar, "Anything?" Luke asked as he took a sip.

"Bar tender looked alarmed when I asked. Pretty sure he went to tell the boss man." Charles said taking as swing.

"How scary can an old Satyr be?" Harry murmured as he brought the bottle to his lips.

They stayed silent until Charles raised an eyebrow, "Whose driving?"

They eyed each other, then their drinks, "Annabeth," Luke and Harry said as they took another swing.

"table cleared up near the guys," Luke said.

They quickly moved in and sat down. Percy and Grover had rejoined Draco and Annabeth.

"Oh my, look what the cat dragged in." Harry nodded towards the exit. Luke and Charles turned and saw Bella coming in.

"She has company," Luke said as he turned completely, "Shit."

"Damn, well at least Embry stayed behind." Charles murmured as Bella walked in with the boys in tow.

The group made its way towards the side of the club with the Forks High kids. Jacob and his friends had yet to notice Luke and Charles.

"Where's Draco?" Harry asked as he stood.

"Bathroom," Luke said, "Saw him get up two minutes ago."

Harry nodded narrowing his eyes as he spotted someone moving back into the bar, "gonna go do some more shake down."

"Ask for Greek Wine, this stuff is shit," Charles said as he motioned to all three nearly full bottles.

Harry laughed and headed out to the bar.

Luke played with his bottle for a bit before letting out a whistle, "Charles."

Beckendorf looked and his eyebrows went up in disbelief, "Talk about a small town."

Edward walked into the Club with Alice and Jasper in tow. Rosalie and Emmet said they were going to go to a real club in Seattle instead. The blaring lights and Music caused the three vamps to wince slightly but they pushed on forward either way.

"There's Draco." Alice said as they saw the blonde emerge from the restroom area. They followed his path and saw him sit with a few of their classmates, "Lets go with them, Harry might be there." Alice walked in dragging Jasper behind her and Edward close behind. He could swear he picked up Harry's scent outside, but now it was lost in a sea of smells, a few in particular put him on edge and from the look on Jasper's face they were in the same boat.

Draco stopped dead a few feet from their table. Oh my gods it was the hot guy he molested the other day. First instinct was to run for the hills and send a post card later, but he had to protect the meek half-blood. Really…how much protection could one half-blood need? Katie made it more than half way by herself and she's what eight? He noted that Jacob was in deep conversation with some of the boys from school, and from the look on Bessie's face, she was so not happy about that. Draco slowly walked to his seat and sat as casually as he could. No such luck as the Duck decided to look his way just as he was getting comfortable.

"Oh, you're here…" she said with a sneer.

Draco smiled as sweetly as he could then promptly flipped her off. Call him catty, he could give two shits.

He saw Jacob stiffen and there eyes locked. Draco was sure he looked like a dear caught in headlights. He saw Jacob made to stand when the DJ started playing the next baby making song, something about a dirty dancer?

Draco broke into a smile and laughed silently as Jacob made a face and looked to the DJ. Romance: zero, Smutty encounters: two.

Harry leaned on the bar as the guy behind it served the guys that had been there before him, he smiled when they guy noticed him and asked him to wait.

"Sorry about that, what can I get for you?" the bar keep said as he looked Harry up and down.

Harry smiled and pursed his lips in thought, "Would ye happen to have some Greek Wine in that stash o yours?" hell yes hanging out with his grandpa had totally paid off, the old man couldn't shake off the thick Scottish accent even if he tried.

The man paled slightly before clearing his throat, "Greek? wouldn't you prefer whiskey?"

Harry laughed, "Aye that's how it should be! But tha' would be my granddad's poison, I was raised Greek."

The man nodded and went to the shelves, "We seemed to be out of wine, um can I get you anything else?"

"Donna worry about it mate, I'll come back later if I can think o something else," Harry said as he walked away without waiting for an answer.

He found Luke and Charles walking away from their table and caught up, "What is it?"

"Looks like we're gonna have to do some crowd control." Luke answered as he pushed through the dancing mob.

"What happen at the bar?" Charles asked as he avoided a whole lot of booty shaking.

"They lack good drink and the guy thinks I'm Scottish."

Luke stopped in his tracks, turned and snatched up Harry in big bear hug, "You just keep making me prouder and prouder Hare-bear!"

Charles padded Harry's head in agreement.

When they finally reached the table, Jacob stood, stunned to see Luke and Charles at the club, "Luke, Charles, how'd you guys find this place?" he said with a grin on his face as he shook their hands, "Whose this…Harry?"

Harry was about to open his mouth to deny being "Harry" when Angela spoke up, "Alice! Edward! Jasper!"

Harry paled and turn to see that Edward was indeed walking towards them. Suddenly the boys that came with Jacob stood.

The three vampires reached the table and Alice smiled, "Hello Jacob, Seth, Quil." She then turned her attention to Luke and co., "I apologize for not introducing ourselves earlier, my name is Alice, this is Jasper, and this is Edward."

Luke smiled and shook their hands, "I'm Luke and this is Charlie and this is…"

"Harry." Edward said as he looked the boy over with wide eyes.

"No way," Bella snorted, "That is not that sluttish Harry."

"Watch it Goose, I don't see you as a lady," Draco growled as he stood.

Harry squirmed under Edward's gaze, his birthmark began to burn slightly, and it wasn't exactly a bad sensation. He had tried his hardest, but the mist wouldn't cover the damn thing anymore, his shirt barely covered it, but at least it wasn't showing.

"Um, I donna know who this Harry lad is, but I can assure you all that I'm no him. My name is James, James Peverell. Jim if you prefer…"

"You three," a big man in black suit yelled over the noise, "Come with me."

A/N: Saved by the big man in the suit! Yikes I hope you guys enjoyed this! it's a jumbled jungle mess ain't it? Anyway thank you for reading, I hope you guys had a great New Years. Look forward to more he loves me he loves me not confusion! Thanks for the reviews, alerts, favorites and browsings! CHEERS!

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