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Chapter 36

APOV

When Harry woke in the morning I informed him about the house I had found while he showered. "It two stories, with an attic and basement. There are two bedrooms and one bathroom. There's a kitchen, living area and a garage as well as a conservatory on the back of the house. It's about 5 miles outside of Forks, in the middle of the woods so it's private, but close enough to town for comfort. I also enrolled us both in the local High School as I know that you haven't finished your muggle education and I don't mind doing it with you so you're not on your own. Is all this ok?"

I asked as I sat on the toilet waiting for him to come out of the shower. He stepped out carefully, "That is fine Ana, when are we leaving?" He asked as he began to dry off, "I have a flight for later today so we will need to leave in about an hour and a half. Would you like me to do something with your hair? To make it a little more manageable?" I asked as he tried to make his hair lie flat. He nodded, "If you think you can." I smiled and stood behind him, "Close your eyes." I told him. I watched him comply in the mirror.

I slowly began to lengthen his hair stopping it when it reached his shoulders. I then streaked it with green and brought out the red highlights within his hair. I then dressed him in some clothes that I had brought him in New York, black skinny jeans, a pair of checkered black and white converse and a classic band t-shirt with the Beatles on it. "Ok open your eyes." I whispered to him, He looked into the mirror and just stared at me. I frowned slightly and tilted my head to the side. "What's wrong Ana?" He asked me turning around; i just took the glasses of his face and transfigured them into a pair of fashion glasses with thicker black frames.

"Nothing now." I said smiling at him, I walked out into the bedroom and changed my clothes into black skinny jeans, a jade tank top, black cardigan and black four inch heels. I turned and looked at Harry, "Do you want breakfast here or somewhere else?" He shook his head. "Can we just grab a Starbucks I don't usually eat breakfast? I know I should but I don't really feel like it today, I guess I'm just nervous." He said looking at me. I smiled and packed his bags with a wave of my hand. "Then let's go get you some coffee." I handed him his bag and gestured for him to walk out of the door.

We checked out of the hotel and made our way to the nearest Starbucks, before heading to London's Heathrow Airport to check in for our flight. "Have you had a nice time in the U.K?" The flight attendant asked at the desk, "Yeah we have, but we are looking forward to going home." I replied smiling at him. "Well I'm glad to hear that, have a nice flight." I thanked the attendant and we moved through security and into the airport. Harry looked down at his passport, "Annie why is this an American passport?" He asked me, I smiled over at him.

"I had the goblins make it for you, the story is that you're my half brother who was born in the states but grew up in England. That will explains the differences in accents and it will also mean that we can travel at such a quick pace." I explained to him as we walked towards our gate, stopping to look in shops on the way. We sat at the gate for a half hour before being called to board our flight; we sat down in our seats, Harry by the window and me in the aisle away from the sunlight.

We listened to the safety procedures, all the announcements and finally we were taking off. I handed Harry a pair of headphones and we both settled in to watch the movies offered on the flight. The stewardesses came around several time with drinks, I declined all but the first. I accepted the dinner option and slowly vanished it off my fork to make it seem as though I was eating.

I kept up the pretence of being human until we landed in Port Angeles after catching a connecting flight from Seattle. When we arrived at 7.40pm and collected both our luggage and the car I had bought for us to use. We loaded everything into the new black 2012 Chevy Colorado pickup and I climbed into the driver's seat, "How are you feeling I?" I asked Harry as we drove out of the car park and onto the highway. "A little nervous, but ok as your here with me and I know that you'll help me as much as possible." He said smiling over at me. I smiled back and drove towards our new house.

About 45 minutes later we pulled into our new house and I parked the truck in the garage, I stepped out of the car and at vampire speed transferred everything into the house. Harry followed at a more sedate pace. I placed all of Harry's things into the bigger of the two bedrooms and placed my belongings into the smaller bedroom. "Annie, you can have the big one you know." Harry said from my doorway as I began to unpack all my clothes. "I know that I could, but I don't want it. I'll probably set up a room for the pair of us up in the attic, like an art studio/ library, a potions lab and duelling room in the basement and a music room in the conservatory. Does that sound ok?" I asked looking over at him.

"That sounds fine Annie; I'm just worried about you. Are you ok? You had barely been back in England for 24 hours before you were flying back to America." Harry began to look upset and I dropped the shirt I was holding and walked over to him, "Harry, I would have come back here within the week anyway; you didn't make me do anything. You know how stubborn I am, I'm here in this part of the states for you yes, but I can be me up here. I have space to run and use my magic. Not to mention I'm living with my little brother." I winked at him and hugged him tightly.

"Thanks Annie, I'm going to unpack then go to bed ok?" I nodded and watched him leave. I put my clothes away at vampire speed and then moved onto all my photographs and paintings, some I had done and some I had bought. I pulled out a painting I had done of Jasper. It was of the last time I had seen him, standing proudly in his uniform by his horse in the middle of the fort. I was so focused on the feelings the painting invoked in me that I missed the magical signature out in the forest. If I had caught it maybe I would have been better prepared for what would happen come Monday.