New Twilight

Chapter 21

A Few Truths and Suspicion - Nobody could accuse Harry of being stupid

Harry and Edward - Edward's Bedroom - Cullen's House

Harry sat there quietly for what seemed like ages, thinking everything through. If he admitted he had a brother and sister, it might complicate matters. They might ask him questions he couldn't answer, then again they hadn't been incredibly nosy, when they found out he knew who his parents where and what his real name was. Plus there was something about the Cullen's that Harry couldn't put his finger on. He wished he had a normal family that abandoned him; at least he wouldn't have had to put up with all this secrecy. He had been told since he could walk and talk, that he was never to tell anyone about magic or them. They hadn't outright threatened him, but told him he would be Obliviated of every memory of them, and left to fend for himself.

"I huv a brother and sister," admitted Harry quietly, if Edward hadn't been a vampire, he would have had trouble hearing Harry.

"What age are they?" asked Edward, despite knowing already what age they were.

"One is sixteen…ma brother in ma sister is fifteen," sighed Harry, moving to lay flat on his back, wondering why he was telling him this. Why did he trust them so much? Why did he feel like he belonged? And why did he keep fighting it? He should be happy. Yet he questioned himself all the time, and it was getting annoying to say the least. He was getting on his own nerves go figure.

"How do you feel about that?" asked Edward interrupting Harry's depressive musing. He hated when Harry questioned himself, especially on every little decision or action. Not that he got much of Harry's thoughts, which annoyed the hell out of him. It would be so easy to woo his mate if he could hear his thoughts, but no, he was having to learn the hard way.

"Jealous as hell," admitted Harry, it was so good having someone to talk to, someone that wouldn't judge him. So this was why people liked having proper friends, someone to talk to all the time. His friends back in Scotland had been okay. Although he never heard from them during the summer, too busy with their families. He supposed it was his own fault; he had avoided invitations and parties. This was a huge step for Harry, because he had never before admitted it was his own doing for not having closer friends. Perhaps now that he realized this, it would be smoother sailing from then on in.

"I can understand that, giving you away then having another just after," nodded Edward in understanding. He desperately wanted to comfort his mate, but he knew he couldn't not yet. Harry wasn't used to him, not enough for what he wanted to do anyway. He was used to it though, he had gone a hundred years without a mate, he could wait a few more months.

"Nah, Troy wiz born the day they gave me away," corrected Harry bitterly. "We share the same birthday."

"I am sorry," said Edward sadly.

"Hardly your fault," shrugged Harry nonchalantly. He was relieved Edward wasn't staring at him in pity, just said sorry and that was the end of it. Edward seemed pretty perfect for a guy, more often than he should he wondered which way Edward swung. What would be the point in being attracted to someone that was straight? There wasn't. Sure he would be disappointed if he was straight, but he could at least remain his friends if the case be that.

"Did they ever tell you why they did it?" questioned Edward. If he ever met the Potter's he would make sure they never came near him again. Not only him but Harry as well, but what he knew it was very unlikely that they would show face. He couldn't believe a parent could do that to their child, just because he wasn't 'perfect' like them they kicked him to the kerb. Why was magic so important to the Potter's that they would disown their own kin, their son.

"I wiznie prefect, I wiznie what they wanted," replied Harry emotionlessly, which meant the questions were bothering him. He hated admitting he wasn't perfect, or wasn't prefect to them or what they had wanted.

"It's their loss," said Edward anger seeping into his voice, "They will regret it one day."

The great thing was - they actually would.

Harry snorted in bitter amusement, "I dinnie hink si," the thought of them regretting it was enough to make Harry loose control of his laughter and belt it out. Regret it his arse, they would never regret it. He wanted them to but like he said, I don't think so. Fortunately he had more control than that, he didn't want to wake the others up. If only he knew.

"You don't think they will?" asked Edward surprised.

"I wanted ti, when I wiz younger, now…I dinnie care anymare," admitted Harry honestly, most of the time he didn't care anymore. Sure years ago he had wanted them to regret it but reality sucked, and he knew it wouldn't happen. Hell he would have to have magic for them to care, and he didn't have that he never had. For years he had tried, he must have been what? Six or seven years old, after hearing the Latin words, to produce something…anything but nothing. He couldn't even perform a cleaning spell, he had seen Lily using. Which made him think of potions more, could he truly get the Potter's to regret it by making potions? Prove he would have fitted in the magical world despite the lack of magic? His brother and sister seemingly wanted to know him, and he realized he did as well.

"Its better that way, instead of wasting your life away wishing for something that's not to be," nodded Edward, slowly despite the fact Harry couldn't see him. He was getting too used to playing the 'human' now. He knew Jasper was getting…frustrated, and he couldn't blame him. There was a human taking up their private place, their sanctuary. He owed a great deal to Jasper, for helping him get his arse out of his head. For being there for him when he needed it the most.

"Inspired," said Harry sarcastically.

Edward laughed in amusement, making sure to keep it low very aware that he had a 'human' in his presence.

Outside the Cullen's house - Jasper and Edward then Alice

"You okay?" asked Edward catching up with Jasper, who was just returning from feeding. With Harry in the house, he didn't want to take chances. So he fed more regularly than normal, Jasper had always been that way. Most of them assumed it was because of his previous lifestyle. They were wrong, it's because he felt the entire families hunger on top of his own.

"I'm fine," said Jasper quietly, "You going to feed?"

"Yes," said Edward, they couldn't go hunting as they usually would, under the guise of 'camping' and leave Harry on his own, so they had to go under the cover of darkness. Not that darkness was a problem for them, they could see as prefect as though it was daylight.

"Alright, I'll see you later, Alice is waiting," said Jasper, Alice hadn't needed to feed, Carlisle always said not to just because they could. Otherwise it would make it harder to resist, so they fed only when they really needed to.

"Do me a favour…make sure he sleeps tonight will you? He's exhausted," said Edward, plus he didn't want to ask awkward questions about where he went at three o'clock in the morning. Harry had only just fallen asleep, after sitting talking for hours about parents, siblings and their favourite things' Harry had put on another DVD before going to sleep.

"No problem," replied Jasper, as he continued moving back into the house, using his gift as he did so to do what Edward asked. Harry was actually already asleep; Jasper just helped him by putting him into a deeper sleep. He knew Harry still had been awake before he went out. It's why Edward hadn't gone with him, and why he was right now going alone. Everyone was going back to school tomorrow; the crap they had been sprouting today was diabolical. Unfortunately Harry would have to face them, sooner the better before they could think up even more absurd notions.

According to Edward the only one concerned about Harry, was ironically enough Jessica Stanley. A few years ago Edward would have laughed at the absurdity of it, but she had changed a lot. She had learned a hard lesson in high school, and that's what school was all about. Learning.

As he walked to Alice's room, he could breathe easy having just fed; he didn't feel an overwhelming urge to attack Harry. Even the burning venom did nothing to him, his thirst had been sated temporarily, even though animal blood didn't fully satisfy them - it got rid of the hunger. His eyes had gone from dark amber to very light amber, his face was no longer so pained looking. He knew what people said about him behind his back, when he got hungry, they called it the 'constipated look'. It was a good job he didn't hunt humans, he knew a few he wouldn't mind draining dry, the world was better off without them. Jasper hissed, swallowing more venom, burning his throat as it went, probably not the best idea he had ever had. Thinking about drinking from humans with a human in the house.

"Hey," smiled Jasper, wrapping his little mate in his arms, as if he had been gone days not a few hours. Now completely distracted by everything, drinking, Harry, humans or Edward - just happen to be near his mate again. That was until Alice opened her mouth of course.

"Harry's house is nearly finished," giggled Alice puffing out proudly. Alice loved decorating places, its something she shared with Esme. She also loved dressing people that she had in common with Rosalie. The girls had decorated Harry's living room, Alice being a seer, she saw just how Harry planned on doing it. Of course Alice just had to make a few adjustments and make it even better. Alice said Harry was extremely grateful to them, but Jasper couldn't see that happening. He knew better than to doubt Alice though, anyone that did was just completely stupid.

"I'm not too sure Edward feels the same giddiness as you," said Jasper smiling at his mate, how he loved Alice. He hoped for the day when Edward and Harry got together, so he could experience the love he felt for Alice. Edward deserved it; it had been a long time coming. He knew they were attracted to each other, so passion wasn't going to be out of the question. It's just when they were ready to take that step, ask each other out. Harry reminded him of himself, so suspicious of the world, of all things good. After seeing so much bad happen or being the one whose had bad things happen to. He wanted to make Harry happier, but he had learned manipulating emotions didn't help in the long run. It was like taking anti-depressants, then stopping abruptly. You just end up back to square one, if you hadn't dealt with your demons.

"He's not happy with me is he?" asked Alice sadly. She didn't mean to make Edward mad at her; she just wanted to do something nice for Harry. After everything he had gone through he deserved it, and she couldn't wait until Harry was a member of their family, a proper member. She was thinking along the lines of Jasper and Edward surprisingly.

"He just wants his mate," said Jasper in defence of Edward.

"I know," agreed Alice quietly. She cheered up with the knowledge that Edward didn't and couldn't remain angry at her for long. That's what family was all about, disagreements, squabbling, arguments and disapproval. The best of it all was that they always made up and for most part were happy together.

"Do you see them together Alice?" asked Jasper curiously. He didn't normally ask her to see ahead, unless there was danger coming. Of course he'd ask her when she saw something other than that he didn't take advantage of her gift. Just like the others didn't normally ask him to take advantage of his gift.

Alice giggled "Sometimes,"

"What else do you see?" asked Jasper concerned.

"I don't see anything else, sometimes I see him as vampire, some times I see him with Edward…but it comes and goes." she admitted sadly.

Jasper lay curled up beside his mate, musing about what that could mean.

Carlisle, Esme, Edward and Charlie - Living Room - Cullen house

Carlisle sat reading a book, the fire was lit for when Harry woke, and the heating was also turned on low, Esme would turn it up later when Harry was due back from School. Carlisle was extremely proud of his family, and their abilities to control their thirst around Harry. Especially Jasper, who found it the most difficult. He had not fed yet, but would later on tonight along with Esme once Harry was asleep. His wife, Esme was up the stairs in her studio, painting, the smell was strong from even where he sat. She was humming happily and it made him smile to hear her so happy. He knew why she was happy, the same reason he was - his family all had someone to share their life with now. They had all found their mates; soon the entire family would be complete. Coming to Forks had been the best decision he had ever made, he shuddered as the thought that he might never have come here. Jasper and Alice were outside, Alice was picking the flowers and Jasper always remained by Alice's side. Edward was sitting near the widow gazing out a thoughtful look on his face. Rosalie and Emmett were in the computer room, doing god only knows what; he wasn't the mind reader in the family.

"Charlie Swan is coming to the door," said Edward out of the blue, startling Carlisle.

"What does he want?" asked Carlisle, quickly making way to the door, he didn't want Harry wakening up, it was too early for that. It was only six o'clock in the morning; he could sleep in for a couple more hours. Harry would be attending school and going to the hospital today to get his cast removed, and another put in its place.

"They've made an arrest," said Edward sounding and feeling relieved. At least his mate wouldn't be accused of killing anyone again. He hoped that Charlie discussed it with his daughter, so it would get back to school. He somehow doubted the chief of police actually did anything of the sort, but he could hope.

"Hello Charlie, how are you?" asked Carlisle opening the door, startling the police officer. Not that one could tell he was a police officer by his attire, he wasn't in his uniform. Although his police cruiser was there, that was a dead give away.

"I came to inform you the killer has been caught," said Charlie.

"So Harry is no longer a suspect?" said Carlisle.

"No," said Charlie. "He is staying with you isn't he?" Carlisle didn't need Jasper's gift to feel Charlie's curiosity.

"He is indeed, someone needs to look after him and believe in him," said Carlisle, digging it in a little. He liked Charlie, he was a good man, but he didn't have a very good judge of character. Could he really have thought Harry capable of murder? Especially without getting blood on a cast? After breaking his arm? I mean really it was ludicrous.

Charlie flinched and nodded his head, "How is he?" he then asked. He would have been devastated if it had been his child. He liked the Cullen's a lot, they were a very giving family, and would help anyone out. He was glad Harry was staying here; at least he wasn't alone in that big house next door. He was far too young to be on his own, he wouldn't allow his own daughter to move house.

"He's very well all things considered, he remained off school yesterday, he was suffering from exhaustion and he was extremely cold when we got him." said Carlisle his amber eyes filled with disapproval.

"Good, good," said Charlie, glad that Harry was feeling better.

"Can I ask why you felt the need to come over here and tell me this Charlie?" asked Carlisle curiously.

"I do not normally make house calls, but I felt this warranted one, give Harry my apologies and regards. Also tell him he doesn't have to worry about anyone knowing who he truly is, around here he shall remain Harry Evans." said Charlie grimly, it was the best he could do after accusing him of murder. It was his job, but he wasn't used to dealing with murders, the town was usually dead quiet. What he usually dealt with was animal killings, lost hikers, lost kids, runaways, break in's, assault but never murder until now.

"Can I ask who it was?" asked Carlisle "And I shall tell Harry when he awakens." Carlisle nodded his head in respect.

"Robert Graves, apparently the victim picked the wrong boy to mess with," said Charlie grimly.

"He was anything but a victim, who knows what he would have done to Tabitha Snape," said Edward coming forward, letting Charlie see him for the first time. Or what he could have done to his mate at that, he would from now on keep a closer eye on his mate.

"Yes…yes Severus Snape is a very well respected chemist, he would have been extremely upset," agreed Charlie. "Well, I must get going, Bella isn't awake yet, going to make her breakfast before I go to work, take care Carlisle, Edward." he finished nodding his head in respect before he got back in his cruiser.

"Of course Charlie, have a good day," said Carlisle respectively before closing the door.

"Well at least that will stave off all those horrid rumours," said Esme sounding relieved. She had remained up the stairs painting while Charlie spoke to Carlisle. She was painting a picture for Harry's living room; Alice already told her he would love it. Harry had a thing for anything with dragons, so she was making a picture of one for him. In his favourite colours. She had put a cover over it before leaving; she didn't want to spoil the surprise. As soon as the door closed, she had run down the stairs - she had breakfast to start anyway.

"I somehow doubt it will be as easy as that," said Edward, it only took an accusation or rumour to completely destroy someone's reputation. All he could do was help Harry through it, although he didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve a lot of things that had happened to him in his life. Unfortunately he couldn't wish it was different, because if it was Harry wouldn't be here, wouldn't be close to becoming his. Yes, he had heard Jasper's thoughts regarding Harry's feelings. Nothing was private when they thought around him, or within his hearing range. Unfortunately it wasn't something he could control; he had woken up changed into a vampire with the ability. He had heard Carlisle's thoughts, about fearing he had done something wrong, if he was alright, wondering if he had done the right thing to give someone this kind of life. It had confused the hell out of him, but together he and Carlisle had realized he could read absolutely everyone's mind. There was no limit to his ability, especially once he heard their voice. It had brought a sense of relief to both vampires. Edward would know when or if someone suspected them, so they were safer than ever. Until now three people were able to shield their mind.

Then Esme came along, then he had gone on a ten year hunting binge, before going back. Something that shamed him deeply - even to this day.

"Harry has to come to the hospital during lunch period," said Carlisle, "Are you bringing him in or shall I come for him?"

"I'll bring him," said Edward immediately, before Carlisle could even finish his sentence.

"I'll cook Harry some breakfast!" said Esme immediately. The painting could wait until later; she had all the time in the world. It took minutes to cook and clean, when she wasn't acting human that is. She had nothing to do while everyone was at school or Carlisle was at work.

"I'm going to shower," said Edward, he had already showered upon getting back from his hunt, but he did so again just in case he missed anything. Plus Harry hadn't seen or heard him washing before, so he had to do it - he didn't want Harry thinking he was dirty. Not that he smelled he never smelled it was the beauty of being a vampire. Well he did smell, when he had animal blood all over himself, but that was the extent of it.

Severus, Silver and Tabby - Snape residence - Kitchen

"…And he wasn't at school yesterday?" asked Severus his onyx eyes full of worry, which he was barely concealing from both his children.

"No," said Tabby sadly, "I had wanted to thank him again too."

"Don't sweetie, he's very uncomfortable with praise," said Severus honestly, and given the life he had lived it was no wonder. He was still trying to get over the fact that Potter had abandoned his own child. That wasn't the worst of it, he had buried him, claimed him dead in the wizarding world. He had broken the law just to keep the fact he had a squib child from the press.

"Do you think he will want to brew potions?" asked Silver, as he munched away on his toast. His dad had told him about the offer he made Harry Evans. Just in case he agreed to it, because then he would be sharing potions time with Harry. Not only would he be but Tabby would too.

"I have no idea, I wrongly assumed he would have come here by this, or at least spoken to you," sighed Severus he was worried about the child. He shouldn't be, it was Potter's child, but he couldn't be like that. Having his own children had changed him; he wasn't as bitter as he had been as a teenager. Harry wasn't James Potter, and no matter if he ignored him or sneered at him - it wasn't getting back at the man.

"Do you even want him to?" asked Silver, who was just as observant as his father sometimes.

"I want what's best for that boy, he was denied his own birthright," said Severus honestly. Tabby hadn't been squib or not she knew what world she was from. What world her parents were from, and where her children would more than likely be from. It would all depend really; many squibs went on to have magical children. Just as many more ended up having normal children too, mostly because they settled down with a Muggle. The line would assume gone before springing up way down the line again, when someone was born with the ability to handle the magic again.

"Did you ever think about doing that to me?" asked Tabby quietly.

"NO!" said Severus sternly and immediately, he didn't even want his daughter thinking like that. He had never thought for a second, about giving her up. No, as soon as he had got his children back he walked as quickly as he could from the Wizarding world. Wanting to bring up his children away from the abuse his daughter would surely get for not having magic. He didn't want her bullied and defeated, he knew he had the ability to teach Silver and so that's what he had done. Went to Gringotts, got what he needed to live as a muggle and went straight to the airport. With the potions he had already brewed he had plenty of money to get them wherever they were going. The first plane out had taken them to Seattle, then he had spent time finding a home. He had wanted to live in a small community, one beside lots of forests and the water. In the end he had narrowed it down to Forks by the fact it had the most free properties to look at. He had chosen the one they lived in, because it had the perfect place for him to set up a potions lab.

"Don't be silly Tabby," said Silver shaking his head, he couldn't believe his sister had even asked that.

"Sorry," said Tabby quietly, feeling much better though.

"I don't want to even suspect you thinking like that sweetheart; I loved you from the second you were born. It didn't change when I realized you didn't have magic, it wasn't the most important thing to me." said Severus softly. She needed his reassurances a lot more than she needed his stern voice. He had known from day one she would be able to do potions, its why he had given her a lot of potions books over the years and encouraged and immersed her in the world of potions. It had broke his heart to tell her she didn't have magic, that she wouldn't be able to do the things her brother did. She had been upset for a few days, but Severus had continued on, teaching her potions and she got over it.

Tabby nodded a smile spreading across her face, all insecurities gone. In her heart, she felt a stab of pain and pity for Harry; he didn't have what she had. It must have been so scary and bad for him, she couldn't even tell him she understood. She didn't, she had a loving father and brother that had never abandoned her. She knew what it was like to be a squib though, and not able to do things like her dad and Silver. She had once, when Silver had given her magic, she had felt it rushing through her, although to this day, they still hadn't figured out how Silver had done it. They were twins, maybe that's why, but nobody could say with great certainty what had happened.

Severus relaxed when he saw her smiling, thank god that was over with. Not only was Harry's presence disturbing him, it was disturbing his daughter. She was beginning to doubt things; in the long run she would love him even more. She was just realizing just what usually happened to squibs. Perhaps both of them would get to know one another; he couldn't imagine living without magic. Then again he had always had magic; you can't really miss what you don't have - unless it was flaunted in your face. Which of course was what the Potter's had done to him. Going to see him twice a year, now that in his personal opinion was harsh. They should have just either left him alone, or one to see him more often. Harry hadn't deserved the mess they had made of everything.

He knew Potter had given up his son; it was partly why he wanted to teach him potions, rub it in Potter's face that magic wasn't everything. Let people know just how low James Potter had sunk, Lily too he supposed. Harry seemed smart enough; it wasn't hard to create potions, especially when someone put their mind to it. His daughter had, she had created a non- addictive version of the dreamless sleeping potion and the normal sleeping potion, which caused good dreams not bad ones. She had wanted to brew it to help people who had been through trauma; the potions had been the only way for her to do that. Which by the way St. Mungo's was very happy about. Especially for patients that were extremely problematic or suffered insomnia. Severus had never been more proud of her for those accomplishments, and all the while keeping up with her education too.

"Find out what you can today," said Severus.

"Okay dad," said Silver and Tabby together. It helped they wanted to know themselves about Harry, and what he knew about the wizarding world.

Esme, Edward, Carlisle Harry - Cullen house - Kitchen

"Good morning Harry, breakfast will be ready in a minute!" smiled Esme, as if nothing pleased her more than to see him awake.

"Thank you Esme," said Harry politely.

"No problem sweetie," said Esme.

"They caught the murderer Harry, you are no longer a suspect," said Carlisle softly.

"They did? Who was it?" asked Harry blinking in surprise at the suddenness of the statement.

"A boy named Robert Graves, his name is not familiar to me," said Carlisle.

"Nor us, he doesn't attend Forks High," said Edward.

"Hmmm…" said Harry seemly unbothered about what had just been discussed.

"Here you are sweetie," said Esme just as Carlisle spoke.

"I must go, I'll see you later love," said Carlisle, looking at his watch before getting up and kissing Esme on the cheek before saying goodbye to everyone and leaving for work. Harry watched it before looking down at his breakfast that had been placed in front of him just seconds ago. He wasn't sure how to feel, he didn't feel awkward or jealous, just sad maybe he wasn't too sure. He wished he had someone like that in his life, part of him thought he didn't deserve anyone like that. It all came from the deep rooted fact his own parents had abandoned him for not being good enough, so why would he not think as a teenager that he wasn't good enough? Simple enough - he couldn't help but think it. He felt he wasn't good enough anywhere and it hurt deep down.

It was a festering wound, that maybe one day Edward would maybe able to heal. That is if Harry for one minute let his guard down and stopped fearing he might be hurt, or stop fearing he wasn't good enough. Those two feelings were a killer combination.

"Remember you have an appointment with Carlisle sweetie, at lunch time, but remember to eat something before you go or after you get back," admonished Esme.

"Erm…aye orite," said Harry taken aback. He had always known Rebecca hadn't been a mother to him, but he was only realizing just how true that was. Rebecca had never acted like Esme did; he had never been admonished before, or have anyone realize just how little he sometimes ate. He was too old to get admonished like a toddler, but he didn't care - it was nice having someone that cared enough to do that. She was more of a mother to him than anyone else had been.

As he ate breakfast he soon realized he wasn't the only one that got admonished around here, Emmett got told off twice in twenty minutes. Harry had been forced, with great difficulty to hold in his amusement, not wanting Esme to think he was rude. For shouting at the TV and swearing when he lost to a computer game. Harry noticed that nobody else ate breakfast or anything at all, not even a drink. It was extremely odd, and there wasn't even a plate in the sink, it was as if they hadn't eaten at all. It really was weird.

Edward smirked wryly hearing some of his mate's thoughts, weird indeed. It looked as though he might not have to wait a month after all. Harry was already getting suspicious despite how hard they were trying to pretend to be normal. Edward had thought they were doing quite well all things considered. Shows him what he knew, instead of feeling threatened he was actually glad Harry was suspecting them of being weird or different. The quicker he found out the quicker they could move on - hopefully Harry will trust him enough for him to be able to ask the teenager out. Unless he reacted badly and ran for the hills. Edward didn't want to think about that though, the thought alone left him hollow never mind how it would feel if it did happen.

Violet and Troy - Gryffindor Common Room Early Morning - Hogwarts

"Why hasn't he replied?" asked Violet sadly. Staring up into the sky, each morning, afternoon and night she looked for Hedwig. There was no sign of her, and she was beginning to fear the worst, that Hedwig had been hurt, before or after the letter got to her big brother.

"He might not have known about us Vi, or about magic, I might have screwed everything up. He might have had a family, a new mother and father and I've ruined his life…" said Troy swallowing sharply.

"Don't be stupid, you heard what they were talking about…he was raised by a nanny," said Violet as if it was a good thing that he hadn't had a family making Troy slightly angry at her.

"You say that as if its better that way!" snapped Troy he knew he shouldn't be like that with his sister, but damn it, she was acting as though it was for the best that Harry was raised by a nanny instead of a mother.

"Isnt it? I mean he will be coming home wont he?" asked Violet blinking in confusion.

Troy's eyes widened in shock, before exasperation took over him, closing his eyes he breathed deeply, trying to maintain his composure. "He probably hates our parents, they gave him up Vi just what kind of world are you living in? nothing is going to be 'happily ever after'."

Violet looked down, before she whispered "I know, but I wish it wasn't that way."

"Vi…I'm sorry I snapped at you, I cant even let you pretend its going to be okay, its not. We might even have to pick between our parents and Harry." said Troy truthfully.

"Wh-hhat?" gaped Violet her head snapping up. She swallowed fearfully wondering why her brother was telling her this. Was he going to take Harry's side over their parents? What if she was forced to as well? Could she stand to loose all her brothers? Or worse what if she lost her parents?

"I just wished he'd get in touch…" sighed Troy biting his lip in worry.

"Me too," said Violet.

"How's your classes?" asked Troy changing the subject. Its all they had been thinking about day and night, what their brother might be like, if he would reply, if he had even gotten the letter…if Hedwig was okay. If he hated them because they had magic.

"It was okay, I got told off three times for daydreaming," grimaced Violet.

"Don't make them call mum," said Troy warily, if he saw her he would likely loose any composure he had. He was furious with them, and he wanted nothing to do with them for what they had done. They had kept his brother from him, lied to him his entire life and pretended they were good people. They weren't, they were evil, conniving, deceitful people, and he wanted nothing further to do with them. Right now away, it might change with time but with the way Troy felt he wasn't sure it would change.

"I'll try, but I cant believe they'd do this to us," said Violet practically whining. She wanted someone to talk to, so she could decided what to do. Troy was already made up his mind, she couldn't, she wasn't sure what to feel anymore. She made up her mind, then changed it again it just depended on how she felt.

"Believe it Vi," sighed Troy "They did it, and I'll never forgive or forget what they've done." Troy crossed his arms across his chest adamantly.

Violet looked ready to burst into tears, this was tearing her apart inside, and she didn't know how much more she could take. It was affecting both children in two different ways, and one way or another they were going to burst with this information. The pressure James and Lily had unknowingly put on their children was horrific.

Violet's outlook on life, each time Troy and her spoke about Harry…became a little bleaker and bleaker.

Cullens House - Edward and Harry

"You ready?" asked Edward.

"I need ti get ma school stuff fi the house," said Harry suddenly realizing he didn't have his school bag. He had everything else, his I-pod, computer, phone and all the other things he used every day, wallet, clothes etc.

"Actually I got it for you, it's at the side of the door…sorry I forgot to mention it," said Edward, hoping his mate didn't freak out. Things had changed; Harry had changed even if it was just a few days since he went to live there. Jasper knew the extent of it; Jasper felt all his emotions, whereas Edward only heard a few bits and pieces of his mind and thoughts.

"Oh, Ta," said Harry simply, gathering his things, he sorted through them, taking only what he needed, putting the rest up the stairs in the room he was staying in. Placing them neatly beside his laptop, he ran back down the stairs before saying "Ready now." and they were off. Harry and Edward took the Volvo, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett travelled in the jeep. Rosalie had wanted to take her convertible but they didn't all fit in it so the only other option was the jeep.

Forks High School - Cafeteria - Jessica, Edward and Harry

Needless to say by lunch time Harry was about to strangle someone, anyone would do he was just that pissed off. Everyone was either giving him a wide berth or asking him if he really did kill the guy. He did indeed sit down and have some lunch; it wasn't much but better than nothing. The Cullen's had yet to make an appearance, but classes had just ended. Harry had practically run to the cafeteria, wanting a few minutes of peace and quiet before they all started again. At least he was going to get away for a while, even if it was just to the hospital.

"Harry!" exclaimed Jessica sitting down, instead of getting anything to eat.

"What?" snapped Harry irritated.

"I'm glad you are okay, I understand if you don't want to talk…I had hoped you'd be on msn messenger at some point, I wanted to talk to you…see if you were okay. My mum and dad were very irritated at me because of it," she laughed in general amusement. She had kept her laptop open and on for days, msn on just hoping Harry would come on and be alright.

"Oh," said Harry feeling guilty. "I'm sorry I've no been on, I'm no used ti being able ti use it during school,"

"What?" asked Jessica confused. Why wouldn't Harry be able to use it at school? It made no sense to her.

"I wiz at a boarding school before this, the only way ti get a signal wiz in the computer room, and yeh were only allowed yin hour at a time. Took ma laptop wi mi, soon learned ya couldnie get a signal in the dorm room." said Harry wryly.

"Oh, right I understand. I'm just glad you are okay…what happened?" asked Jessica.

Harry wanted to snap at her, but she had been nice to him all things considered, she was curious and Harry could only hope it wasn't a gossip curiosity. "I was arrested, released, went to stay at Edwards, then they found the bad guy." said Harry keeping it simple. So if she chose to gossip she didn't have much to go on, she seemed alright, and she had been great with him - he knew people better than that. For all he knew she could be being friendly until she got so much from him then spilled the beans to everyone.

"You don't want to talk about it, got it," she said smiling slightly, "I'm glad the bad guy was caught…I knew you weren't the kind of person to hurt someone."

"You mean kill don't you?" said Harry sarcastically.

"Well I suppose so," said Jessica feeling a little out of her element, she wasn't used to people being so sarcastic. Not about dark things like Murder and killing people anyway. Light sarcasm she could deal with, found it slightly funny to be honest but this was black dark sarcasm.

"Harry are you ready to go?" asked Edward coming forward and sitting down. They had obviously gotten out of class, the rest of the Cullen's he observed were already sitting down.

"I'm going to get some lunch, excuse me," said Jessica feeling even more out of place, the Cullen's had never spoken to anyone before - yet he was getting on really well with Harry.

"Aren't you gonna get sum lunch?" asked Harry to Edward.

"No, I'll get something from the machine at the hospital," said Edward simply.

"Alright," sighed Harry, his suspicion returning, as both of them left he observed none of the Cullen's eating. They were simply pushing their food around, looking at it in disgust. None of them ate anything…they were all pale, and all had amber eyes…he wasn't sure what it was but something wasn't right. Not that he felt threatened; in fact he hadn't felt more at home before in his life. Their laugh and voices was very…alluring like they were like the myths succubae's or something…else. He didn't know much about myths, but he was pretty sure they weren't cold either; he'd have to look it up when he got a chance.

Just because Harry was from a magical family, it doesn't mean he believed in everything like a succubae or Vampires. Harry knew only what the Potter's had told him, which was nothing, he had no idea everything that was a myth was actually real. He knew magic was real, having seen them perform it, just wait until he realized the extent of the wizarding world and he would be in awe. How he would learn would remain to be seen.

Would you like to see some Severus and Harry interaction soon? would you like to see harry get in touch with his siblings...as i've indicated hes thinking about it how would you feel about that? will harry have moved back home before he realizes what the cullens are? how will he react? will he confront them? accuse them of knowing who he truly was? feeling betrayed after all vampires were magical creatures :P R&R please