And here were are! The new chapter 2 with some minor adjustments and add-ons. Sorry for . . . well you know deleting the other chapters and all that, but I felt that I didn't do the Harry/Luna/Draco dynamics. I mean, they don't exactly act all buddy-buddy, right. Enough rambling, here they are.
Pairings:
Harry/Edward (duh!), Alice/Jasper, Esme/Carlisle, Rosalie/Emmett, Draco/?, Luna/?, ?/? (I'm allowed to keep some pairing secret, and if you know the pairs DON"T RUIN IT FOR THE OTHERS!)
Disclaimer:
Sadly, after all my hardwork I still don't get ownership of either stories. Now this crazy plot . . . that's mine!
Chapter 2
The next day came with a buzz of anticipation for the students of Forks High School. Even though it was another gloomy and drizzly Monday, everyone was abuzz with excitement. The only thing on their minds were Fork's newest resident. Everyone was speculating on the exciting idea of fresh meat, for no one ever really moved into the town – save for the Cullens. People only ever wanted to move out.
Bella pulled up to the school with a passive expression and a roll of her eyes. Despite the wet weather – which was a constant in Forks – students were milling around the lot, hoping to catch a glimpse of the newbies before school started. Sighing and feeling a bit of sympathy for Harry, Bella grabbed her bag and exited her raggedy truck. She then walked over to the picnic table where she could see her friends, Angela Weber and Ben Cheney, waiting.
"Hey guys," she called as she sat down in wait for the Cullen's arrival.
"Hi Bella," Angela greeted back in a quiet mousy voice. "You didn't come with Edward today?" She then observed, pushing up her glasses as she gazed over Bella's shoulder at the girl's huge rusty-red truck.
"No." Bella sighed and went on to divulge a piece of information she knew would travel around the school like wildfire. "Edward and I broke up Saturday, so I've been giving him some space." Angela nodded in understanding although she was a bit surprised – the two had been practically inseparable and everyone remembered what had happened to Bella when the Cullens left. She wondered if Bella would have a similar reaction now that they had broken up.
Ben, however, wasn't as tactful as his girlfriend and was gapping at Bella in open-mouthed shock. Bella self-consciously ducked her head, her cheeks burning red at the attention he was giving her. The purr of an engine had her looking up moments later, though, as Edward's silver Volvo pulled into his normal spot across the lot. Alice and Edward got out, looking as supermodel-like as ever, and made their way over to the group.
"Hi Bella, Angela, Ben," Alice chimed happily, jumping into the seat next to Bella and giving the girl a one-armed hug.
"Good morning," Edward greeted the group in a more polite and subdue manner.
"Hey," Bella greeted them both, letting go of Alice to wave nervously at Edward. She had wondered all of Saturday and Sunday how her relationship with Edward might change, but when the vampire smiled warmly at her she could tell that it wouldn't be awkward. Angela smiled at the two shyly and Ben nodded his head in greeting.
Angela then opened her mouth, no doubt to say something, when she was cut off with the sudden appearance of Jessica Stanley. The brunette smiled cheekily at the group and they all stared back at her as if she had lost her mind. Bella being the exception, humans normally avoided vampires and therefore avoided the Cullens. It had taken Angela and Ben a year, and the removal of the very much intimidating Emmett, to get used to just Alice and Edward; so Jessica's sudden company came as much of a surprise.
"Hey, so did you guys hear about the new kids," she then asked immediately, almost as if she had been waiting for them to gather before she had approached them to pose the question – which she probably had. She looked from the Cullens to Bella to Angela and Ben expectantly, waiting for someone to ask the question so that she could dish out the gossip that she had heard.
"New kids?" Alice finally asked after a while, if only so that she could get rid of Jessica more quickly. Jessica beamed brightly and dropped the books in her hands onto the table before sliding onto the bench next to Angela. She then leaned forward and dropped her voice as if they were in danger of being overheard.
"Yes," she practically hissed, her face bright with excitement. "So, I heard from Lauren, who heard from Sara, who heard from Ashley, who was at the store the other day, that the new guy that just moved into town was a to-die-for blonde. No, seriously!" she added even though no one had objected to her description. "Ashley described him as sex on legs!" Ben shifted in his seat – leaning back and away from the girl as if she were carrying some kind of disease and looking distinctively uncomfortable, which Bella could fully understand; Jessica's explanation was quickly shifting into girl talk, and no guy wanted to deal with that. The only reason why Edward wasn't reacting was probably because he had already heard it all in Jessica's head.
"Wait, the new guy is blonde?" Bella asked, suddenly picking out that crucial piece of information.
"Oh yeah," Jessica practically moaned, nodding eagerly, "Blonde hair, grey eyes, about six feet, and totally gorgeous." Bella chose to ignore the little side notes as she thought over Jessica's words. Harry was most definitely not blonde; in fact, he was on the other side of the spectrum. And he was not tall; Bella pegged him at five six at most.
"That can't be right," she finally muttered, shaking her head. Jessica frowned at her and leaned back, no doubt wondering if maybe Bella had some information that she didn't.
"Why? Did you meet them?"
"Them?" Bella repeated, thinking back.
"Yeah, there was some blonde girl, probably his sister, with him," Jessica explained. Bella still looked confused, and a bit skeptical. Jessica frowned further, an embarrassed blush rushing to her face as she started to feel a little stupid.
"Ashley said they looked just alike, except the girl had really blue eyes, like contact blue." Bella tilted her head to the side, suddenly envisioning Teddy. Harry had said that Teddy was his godson, yet they had the same coloring and now Bella was finding out that there was some blonde girl out there with the same color eyes. Something was clearly not right.
"Bella, what is she talking about," Alice suddenly cut in, sounding impatient. "What's this about a new kid?" Bella blinked, shaken from her thoughts and she turned to look at the petite vampire, who was looking very much annoyed. It was clear that Alice had not seen any new students joining Forks, just like she didn't know that she had new neighbors. Yup, something definitely wasn't right.
"I told you guys about it Saturday," Bella informed her, frowning thoughtfully. "Remember, it was about your new neighbors."
"You did say something about that," Edward admitted in a low voice, his tone slightly distracted.
"So, our neighbors have kids?" Alice questioned curiously. Jessica looked between the three of them in unconcealed annoyance. She had come over to them to give some gossip but it was clear that Bella already had the dirt.
"Actually, your neighbors are an emancipated orphan, his godson, and two other people I have no clue about." All of them looked at Bella in clear confusion, wondering where she had learned that, and she shrugged her shoulders. "Well, that's what he told me."
"He," Alice asked, and Bella could see the vampire's frustration mounting. Alice hated being surprised, especially since she always knew when things were coming. Bella opened her mouth to continue, only to be distracted when a familiar sleek black car pulled smoothly into the lot. Everyone gapped at it as it pulled into the empty parking spot right next to Bella's table. The engine cut off and it was silent as everyone waited with baited breath to see who would appear. The passenger door opened after a moment and a tall blonde stepped out.
He held himself with a poise only an aristocrat could have, with his shoulders back, his head up, and his grey eyes indifferent. He was even dressed the part, with tailored slacks and a silk blue button up, and his shoes were casual but screamed expensive. His hair was a white blonde and brushed past his shoulders. Bella immediately tagged him as a spoiled rich kid, and she was wondering what he was doing with Harry, who seemed like the total opposite. And Jessica's friend Ashley was right; he did look like sex on legs.
The teen reached back into the car, oblivious to the stares he was receiving, and pulled out a navy messenger bag and a baby bag with grey wolves painted on it. He slung both over his shoulder in an elegant fashion just as the back door on the driver's side opened to reveal the other mystery blonde.
This one didn't hold the aristocrat air; in fact, she gave off a feeling of eccentricity. Her blue-eyed gaze was oddly hazy and out of focus, like she wasn't fully in their world. She looked around for a bit then skipped to the other side of the car, her multi-colored skirt swishing around her ankles. Where the male was dressed stylishly, the girl was the complete opposite, like she had dressed in the dark. She wore a long sleeved yellow shirt and over that a vest the color of moss; and her long skirt was a mixture of brown, red, and purple. Her shoes were also strange, something clunky and dark blue. Yet despite the total clash of colors, her beauty seemed somehow enhanced. And her hair was a white-blonde waterfall that stopped at her waist, curving around her slim and perfectly proportionate figure.
She opened the back door on the passenger side and childish laughter rang out, reaching everyone's ears. The girl leaned in and when she reappeared she had a messenger bag strapped diagonally across her chest and a baby perched on her hip. The baby, whom Bella recognized as Teddy, looked around at all of them with wide and excited blue eyes. And Bella could see clearly now that the two did have the same eye color. As Bella made this observation, the driver's door opened and out stepped Harry.
His black hair was a stylish mess around his head and he looked around, his green eyes holding annoyance behind thin glasses. He pulled out a messenger bag and slung it over his shoulder. Out of the three, he was the only one dressed casually, in a long sleeved grey and green striped sweater and worn jeans with scoffed sneakers. He locked the car, then looked over and caught Bella's eye, smiled and then began to walk over to her. Bella smiled back as she got up, ignoring Jessica's look of open-mouthed wonder, and met Harry halfway, the blondes trailing behind him.
"I knew I'd be seeing you today," she called in way of a greeting.
"Well, I said I would be," Harry responded back. Bella nodded then turned to look inquiringly at the two blondes, who were staring back at her, the male with indifference, and the girl vaguely. Catching Bella's stare Harry shifted nervously.
"Oh, um . . . these are my . . ." he paused momentarily, looking around as if trying to find the right word to use, which Bella found to be a little odd.
"Friends," the girl offered in an airy voice. Harry smiled at her but looked warily at the guy: Another oddity. Harry Potter was proving to be another odd puzzle in the small town of Forks.
"Right, friends," he muttered. "Um . . . Luna and —"
"Draco Malfoy," the male drawled, cutting Harry off. Bella smiled at both of them and Luna smiled back slightly but Draco simply ignored her.
"Um . . . guys this is Bella. I met her yesterday."
"Nice to meet you Bella," Luna said in her vague voice. There was a sort of tense silence before Bella sighed.
"Hey, Harry, I'd like for you to meet some of my friends," she told the green-eyes boy and Harry looked slightly relieved to be distracted. Bella then grabbed his sleeve and tugged him toward the group that had been standing in shocked silence by the picnic table. "Okay, this is Jessica and that's Angela and her boyfriend Ben, and Alice and her brother Edward." Harry gave Jessica, Angela, Ben, and Alice hesitant smiles but froze when his eyes landed on Edward. Edward stared back, looking both embarrassed and apologetic. He opened his mouth, as if to say something but Harry tore his gaze away from the teen rather violently, as if he had been physically caught in Edward's gaze.
"I-I think I should go," he stammered out, clutching the strap of his messenger bag tightly. His knuckled looked bone white against his lightly tanned skin. "Y-you know, don't want to get lost on the first day and all that rot. See you later Bella?"
"Uh, sure, whatever you say Harry," Bella said, confusion coloring her words. Harry gave her a tight lipped smile, his expression one of apology before he hurried off without a backward glance. Draco and Luna immediately trailed after him looking only a little bit confused. "That was weird," Bella muttered once the three had disappeared around the bend. She looked quizzically at Edward, but the vampire was still staring after the three's retreat. Bella opened her mouth to question about his strange behavior when the late bell rang. With a sigh, she turned and headed toward her first class, English.
"Potter, what exactly was that back there," Draco demanded as the trio continued their walk through the now crowded halls. Harry sighed and stopped walking but didn't answer the boy's question.
"Luna, here's your first class," he told the girl. "I'll meet you here after class is over, okay." He then held his arms out for Teddy. Luna handed the baby over and nodded once before drifting into the classroom like she was walking on a cloud.
"Potter," Draco growled out, demanding the dark-haired teen's attention.
"Look, just leave it alone. It's nothing," Harry snapped irritably, still not looking at the other teen. "I don't even see why you care." Draco's jaw clenched tightly but he didn't broach the subject again, and Harry was silently grateful for that. He adjusted Teddy on his hip then turned and led Draco to their first class, Trigonometry. When they entered the class grew silent and every eye turned to look at them. Harry sighed at the attention and took a seat in the very back of the room, yet people still somehow managed to look at them.
The class passed by in one of those slow dragging fashion. Harry pretty much knew most of the information, thanks to the fact that his cousin Dudley always threw away his school books when he no longer needed them, or thought he didn't need them.
This free time gave Harry too much time to think, something he didn't want to do, especially not now. He tried to distract himself with breathing exercises, for his magic had been a little out of control lately, but that didn't distract him for long. Soon his thoughts kept drifting through memories he both enjoyed and hated. He was only too glad when the bell rang. However, Music, Latin, and English all seemed to pass in very much the same fashion, and by lunch Harry was feeling worn out and was thinking about ditching.
"You're Harry Potter, right?" Harry started, the question creating an automatic scowl. How many times had he heard someone ask him that? It had to have been too much to count or harbor. But when he turned around and looked over to see the brunette from earlier that morning, Jessica or something like that, the scowl disappeared into a polite smile. Then he saw tha she was practically leering at him and he groaned internally. She had a look on her face that Harry knew all too well. It was the same look he saw on the faces of the many girls that had once made up his fan club. It was sufficient to say that Harry did not like that look at all.
"Ugh . . . Hi, Jessica, right?"
"You remember," Jessica gushed happily and then she looped her arm through his – without his consent might one add. Harry couldn't help but cringed when she pressed her chest against his arm. Talk about obvious. "Would you like to sit with us today?" she was asking him. Harry wanted to object – was about to do it – but she was already steering him toward a table that was situated a little bit in the middle of the cafeteria, in everyone's clear view. Half of the table was occupied by a rather rambunctious group of teens.
Harry managed to pull his hand free before Jessica could push him into the chair at the very middle of the group, he wouldn't put it past her to try and force him into it. Jessica turned to look at him curiously and he let his gaze travel around the room, looking for an excuse that wouldn't make him sound like a total prat.
"Hey Harry!" Bella appeared at Harry's side with a smile on her face and a tray in her hand, almost like she had been conjured. Harry sighed in relief. He had never been more relieved to see a Muggle in his life, but at that moment he could have kissed Bella – had he not been gay he would have. He turned to face her fully and then looked down to eye the food on her tray wearily. Seeing the clearly . . . questionable food, Harry made a mental note to pack his own lunch from then on. "So, how's your first day so far?"
"Completely boring," Harry deadpanned inching away from Jessica discreetly.
"Well, it could be worst," Bella told him and Harry couldn't help but agree, especially when he thought about what his school life had been like up until then.
"'Suppose you're right." Bella grinned and nudged him playfully in his ribs.
"Would you like to sit with me?" she asked. Jessica opened her mouth – no doubt to object and claim that Harry had agreed to sit with her, which he hadn't by the way – but Harry quickly moved away from her and closer to Bella. The girl grinned and leaned closer to Harry so that she could whisper the last part in his ear. "Or would you rather sit alone and get mobbed by the hormonal girls of Forks High School?" Harry shuddered, shooting Jessica a fearful glance. Sure, he may have beaten the most evil wizard of all time, that didn't mean hormonal teenage girls were not to be feared.
"I'll sit with you." He told Bella quickly.
"Thought you'd say that," Bella said with a wink and then the two broke out into laughter. Harry felt his day immediately lighten as he followed his new friend to the other side of the table, the quieter side that was slightly in the shadow and out of the spotlight. He was only vaguely conscious of Jessica's eyes boring a hole into the back of his head. Harry sighed at the girl's obvious infatuation and took a seat next to Ben.
"Don't you want to get lunch?" The question drew Harry from his thoughts of Hogwarts, crazy fan girls, and illegal love potions and he turned to look into Angela's curious face.
"Hmm?" he asked and Angela ducked her head a little, red tainting her cheeks. Well that was sweet, she was a shy one.
"I was wondering why you weren't eating," she elaborated softly.
"Oh, I'm not hungry." Angela looked like she wanted to say something more but the sudden appearance of Draco and Luna had her withdrawing into herself. Draco sighed and sat down heavily in the chair next to Harry, looking slightly put off, and Luna sat across from him.
"How was your day," Harry questioned the girl politely. Luna hummed in way of a response and began playing with Teddy's feet.
"Potter, what have you gotten me into," Draco demanded, a slight whine in his voice. Harry wanted to point it out but he had a feeling the aristocrat would never admit to it. "This place is absolutely horrid, their history is atrocious, the girls are ugly, the boys are crude, no one seems to have any sense or manners, and I don't even want to know what that slop they call food actually is." Here he casted a disgusted glance at Bella's tray.
"Are you complaining Draco," Harry asked, feeling just a little weird to be calling the teen by his first name. Draco looked over to glare at him but Harry could see that he also was a little weird out by the sound of his given name leaving Harry's lips.
"Hilarious Potter," he commented dryly. "Bloody hilarious."
"Draco," Harry scolded, tilting his head slightly toward Teddy – who was trying to bat Luna's tickling fingers away and laughing happily. The blonde simply shrugged, looking down at his nails – Harry swears the teen gives himself manacures – in sudden boredom.
"Not my fault you're carrying baggage." Harry glared at the teen but chose not to comment. There was no need to start an argument so early on in their truce. There was no telling what that could lead to.
"The food s'not that bad," Bella mumbled under her breath, picking at her ridiculously dry roll. Harry wanted to protest, but he felt that Draco had already said all that could be said on the subject of the school's food.
"Don't mind Draco," Harry told her instead. "He always acts like a . . . um . . . well prat. You learn to get used to it.
"I'd have to disagree with you there James. I doubt anyone could learn to get used to that," Luna spoke up, earning herself a glare from Draco. Harry looked at her in amusement. It was an oddity to hear Luna tease anyone, but she seemed to do it a lot to Draco.
"It doesn't matter to me either way," Bella told them, tilting her head slightly. "I know someone just as . . . um . . . pigheaded." A tinkling laughter sounded from behind Bella, drawing everyone's attention to Alice and Edward as the two made their way over to the table.
"I hope you're not talking about Rosalie, Bella," Alice said in her bell-like voice. "She won't like being compared to someone else, especially a guy prettier than her." Draco scowled at the pretty comment, making Alice giggle girlishly again.
"As if I like being compared to some Muggle," Draco muttered lowly and Luna rolled her eyes in an exasperated manner. Alice turned to look at Edward, about to say something about the comment that she heard Draco make, only to find him locked in an electric staring contest with Harry, you could practically see the sparks floating in the air. Both teens seemed completely oblivious of their surroundings and those around them. They didn't even seem to notice that they had managed to acquire everyone's attention.
"James?" Luna called softly, trying to get Harry's attention. Harry blinked rapidly as if he was trying to get someone from out of his eyes and he suddenly looked away, his eyes wide and his face as red as a tomato.
"Um . . . I should probably go," he muttered lowly, blushing furiously as he could still feel Edward's heated gaze on him. He reached over and plucked Teddy out of Luna's arms. Then he muttered a quick goodbye to the girl before walking away swiftly, leaving behind a very confused group of people.
"What the bloody hell was that," Draco demanded almost as soon as he had lost sight of Harry. He turned to glare accusingly at Edward, who was also staring after Harry's retreat.
"Edward," Bella called, snapping the vampire out of his daze – something completely out of the norm for the teen.
"Hmm?" He turned to look at her with a slightly unfocused look. Bella sighed inwardly at his inattention. Who knew Edward – or vampires in general – could be so absentminded?
"What was that?" Bella repeated, enunciating each syllable as if she were talking to someone mentally challenged, and with the way Edward had been acting he might as well have been mentally challenged.
"What was what?" Edward questioned back, arching his brow curiously. As the words left his mouth the bell rang, dismissing them from lunch. "Oh? We'd better head to class. Wouldn't want to be late." He smiled his crooked smile and Bella sighed in annoyance. Who knew she could ever come to hate that smile – or find it annoying?
When Harry reached his next class, the bell had yet to ring. He talked very briefly with the teacher – forgetting his name as soon as he said it – before he took a seat at a table in the middle of the room. There were two other stools at the table, so he assumed this class was one in which they were taught in groups. He wondered vaguely who his group members would be, but it really didn't matter to him seeing as he didn't really know anyone in the school.
Once he was seated he set Teddy down on the tabletop and closed his eyes. In his mind he envisioned a bright white ball of light – which was actually his magical core. It was large and had bits of light flying off of it in odd directions. Harry had found his core one day when he was meditating after the War – thinking about giving Occlumency another try.
With immense concentration, Harry imagined the light from his core growing smaller and smaller – and when it was a reasonable size, he sighed and sank back into his chair, slightly tired. Trying to control his magic was always a tiring thing – even if it happened quickly – and normally he wouldn't have to bother doing it. But since this morning when he had set eyes on one, Edward Cullen, his magic had been going insane, buzzing along his skin like a current, like it was looking for a way out. And it ONLY happened when he was near.
Edward Cullen. Practically every girl's – and gay guy's – wet dream come to life. Such a beautiful male and just about the most alluring person Harry had the pleasure of ever meeting, and Harry could distinctly remember the Veelas he had come in contact with during his fourth year at Hogwarts. No, not even the Veelas could hold a glass to Edward Cullen, and that made Harry know for sure that the teen couldn't be human. Nu-huh, he was much too perfect, too compelling; with all that pale skin, disheveled copper-colored hair, and most of all, those smothering golden eyes. It was all so . . .
Harry violently shook his head to rid himself of the thoughts. Thinking about Edward Cullen was not good for his health and so he opted to turn his attention to his godson, who was staring at him quizzically and sucking placidly on his fingers. Harry stared back, green against blue and for a long moment the two were content to just stare at each other. But then the moment of peace was broken as the school bell let out a loud shrill that had Harry jumping up and nearly falling out of his seat.
"Absolutely horrid device," Harry mumbled as Teddy let out a peal of laughter and clapped his hands. Harry shook his head and smiled when the baby once again decided picked up his unintelligent babble. "You are your mother's child," he said in a soft, fond voice. His thoughts then traveled back to days spent in a dank kitchen. He could see Nymphadora Tonks, her jubilant laughter ringing in the air and her spiky hair changing color in mirth. And then he could see Remus Lupin, his amber eyes soft and a smile on his face. Never too far behind them would be Sirius Black, eyes filled with mischief and a cocky grin. There would also be Ro —
Harry shook his head to stop the memories there. There were some things he liked to remember and there were things he wished he could just forget, or erase. And he was bitter to know that most of his memories now were tainted with the tinge betrayal. With a sigh Harry allowed himself to be pulled back to the present. It was then that he noticed that the room was a lot louder than before. As he looked around he realized that while he had been daydreaming the room had become filled with students. Then – with a jolt – he noticed that Teddy was talking, or trying to talk, to someone that was sitting next to him.
This would probably be Harry's new partner. With a resigned sigh, Harry turned to face them, a greeting on his lips. And his heart nearly jumped out of his throat at what he saw. There was Edward Cullen in all his forbidden glory.
Harry froze in shock, his body tensing up as his magic started to unwrap itself again from its tightly wound place, coiling out and running across his skin like an electric current. Harry sat ramrod straight in his seat, his hands curling into tight fist at his sides. He scowled down at the black desktop as he tried to concentrate on reeling in his magic. His vision seemed to tunnel, darkening around the edges as he slipped halfway into his mind.
Harry was only vaguely aware of the moment Bella walked in and sat down next to him, and he could no doubt feel her concerned gaze on him. But he could also feel Edward's pointed gaze, practically drilling a hole into his skull. Harry spent the entire class period trying his hardest to not concentrate on Edward – trying to control the impulse to reach out and run his finger down that pale jaw. Such an overwhelming urge, like some other force was pushing him to do it.
Harry was just about to succumb to the act when the bell rang. Harry had never been more grateful for that damned Muggle contraption as Draco would call it. Quickly Harry scooped Teddy into his arms and ran out of the room so fast it was as if Voldemort's ghost were chasing him. He sped into the closest bathroom and slid down to the floor.
"Dear Merlin, what am I going to do?" He moaned, drawing his knees up to his chest and burying his hands into his hair. He tugged on it slightly as if that could help him think of a solution to his glaringly obvious problem.
"Blah," Teddy shouted. Harry smiled down at him, glad his godson at least was attempting to cheer him up, even though he couldn't talk yet.
"Ted, what would I be like without you?"
"Sane seeing as right now you're talking to a baby." Harry groaned and banged his head back against the tiled bathroom wall. He closed his eyes and hoped desperately that he had imaged Draco's voice, but when he opened them again there the blonde was, standing over him. "What are you doing exactly, Potter?" Draco questioned, arching a thin eyebrow. Harry scowled up at him.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm talking to a baby inside the male's loo. Now go away so I can continue with my insane ramblings." Harry made a shooing motion with his hands and put on an irritated look. Draco's lip twitched, the only sign of his amusement.
"Alright, Harry, I'll leave you be. But remember, we live together. I'm bound to find out what you're hiding." After giving Harry his famous Malfoy smirk, Draco turned around and walked – no strutted – out of the bathroom.
"Harry?" A chipper voice chirped in Harry's ear. "Are you okay?"
Harry turned, a polite expression set firmly in place, to look straight into the golden eyes of Edward's sister Alice. She smiled cluelessly at him, her head tilted a little to the side.
"I'm fine, thanks," Harry told her before turning to look back at the English teacher.
"I don't think so," Alice continued to say, talking in a sing-song. Harry mentally rolled his eyes – what did this Muggle know about him – and turned his attention on his godson. Teddy was looking over at Alice curiously, his nose wrinkled as if he smelled something bad. "You know," Alice spoke again after a moment of pause. Harry tried to ignore her – really he did – by trying to concentrate on the words of the teacher. She was lecturing about something or another.
"You really shouldn't do what you're doing, you know. You'll have to give in sooner or later anyways." Alice was finally silent and Harry chose to ignore her cryptic comment. He didn't know what Alice meant by her words but he had a distinctive feeling that it had something to do with Edward, and at the moment he wanted nothing to do with Edward. The guy could go and get himself hit with an Avada Kedavra for all he cared.
. . . Well actually Harry did care, a bit too much if he would admit, and that just made him even angrier toward Edward. Why did he care about a complete stranger? A stranger that – nope Harry would not think about it. That never happened!
Harry let out a breath in a huff and crossed his arms. Teddy copied his movement, but added a curious tilt of his head. Alice giggled charmingly from beside them, a peel of wind chimes. Harry sighed in annoyance. It was turning out to be a bad day.
Ah . . . poor Harry, he's swimming in the huge river well all know as De Nile! I wonder how Edward's going to handle this? -_^