Chapter 4
Before anything else could be said Jasper was hovering next to the hospital bed, hands cupping Harry's cheeks causing him to scream and immediately start to struggle. "Jasper what do you think you're doing LET GO of him." Said Carlisle, coming up behind him placing a hand on his arm but Jasper wouldn't move. "Your Mine. My Mate. Who hurt you, tell me now so I can kill them no one will ever leave a mark on you other than me I can promise you that precious," Jaspers thick southern accent slowly calmed Harry's struggles but those last words started them anew. "Shh Shh Shh beautiful I don't mean it in a bad way I would never harm you, I've been waiting all my life for you," Jasper was now straddling Harry's prone form their foreheads touching, "You never have to fear me, only those who hurt you have reason to fear me." Running his nose up and down the side of Harry's face in some sort of caress everyone else was frozen, Harry's breath caught at the passionate exclamation unsure how to feel. Desperately thinking of everything Remus taught about Vampires and mating and what he's seen between Sirius and Remus. That kind of love seems like a dream come true but he can't have a mate! Everyone he cares for is put in danger, sure vampires are hard to kill but that doesn't matter, danger is danger. He knows firsthand that living in fear of being attacked is no way to live. Jasper sat back on his heels looking at Edward in confusion at his mates sudden panic.
"Harry what's wrong? What do you mean living in danger?" at Edwards words Jasper whipped his head back to his mate. Freezing under the sudden stare his wide-eyed look caught Carlisle's attention and he quickly went back into his professional persona. "Well Harry it seems like there isn't much I can do for you here but I'm not quite comfortable with you going home alone. Would you like to come home with us and meet the family. I was told my wife Esme has already stocked up on food to cook for you. It seems your story will take as long as ours." "You aren't going to take no for an answer" says Harry, already going on the defensive. The low growl coming from Jasper answered that question pretty quickly. "Jasper you're going to have to get off him," before Edward could finish his sentence Jasper had already scooped Harry up ignoring his squeak of surprise and was holding him in his arms by the door smirking over his shoulder at them. "I'm ready whenever you are" drawled Jasper causing Harry to scoff, "I can walk you know!" Pouting up at Jasper in an unknowingly adorable way. "MM you may be able to walk but I don't want to let you just yet. Just relax sugar." The pet name and possessiveness directed at him caused his blush to intensify and he dropped his eyes unable to keep that golden gaze, "whatever".
Checking out of the hospital and the ride toward the Cullen's house, located deep in the woods like his new home, was a silent and somewhat tense affair. Harry spent the time trying and failing to simultaneously occlude to keep Edward out of his mind and trying to figure out what to do. 'Should I tell them? If he's my mate he deserves to know. Maybe if he understands why I can't be with ANYONE not just him he won't be hurt. I'm sure that they will understand. Huh, I guess I've already decided to tell them everything… I'm pretty sure that they're muggle vampires otherwise they wouldn't be here so it should be safe.' While Harry was stuck on these thoughts Edward was listening in growing more and more concerned about what he was hearing. 'Rosalie isn't going to like this' groaned Edward mentally, preparing for all the bullshit he's going to have to deal with when Rosalie wholeheartedly agrees to having Jaspers mate as far away from the family as possible. When they pull up to the house the three vampires can smell food knowing that everything will be ready for the family's new little wizard because Alice ran ahead to ensure it. As soon as Carlisle turned the car off the door was swung open to reveal the rest of their family waiting with smiles on their faces, ready to greet their newest member.
Looking at them all waiting for him, Harry couldn't help but feel anxious. What if they decide he's too much of a threat, or that they were actually Voldemort supporters and they off him. Edward leans in and whispers "Your safe here I promise." At Edwards words Jasper clutches Harry tighter to his chest snarling at his family for making his mate feel threatened. Elbowing Jasper in the stomach to quiet him he steps forward, as much as those restraining arms would allow, and shyly waving "Hullo my names Harry. Nice to meet you" Squealing Alice bounces forward "We're going to be great friends Harry, I can't wait 'til we go shopping we could pass ass twins!" Her cheerful chattering followed Harry through the door until he was seated in the spacious living room, firmly placed in Jaspers lap despite his halfhearted attempt to sit by himself, making him feel more at ease. With everyone seated and staring at Harry expectantly he suddenly didn't mind those strong diamond like arms protectively circling him. Edward awkwardly cleared his throat, "Well Harry as you know we are as you would say "vegetarian" vampires only feeding from animals and not humans. I was turned by Carlisle as most of us were when I was dying of the Spanish Influenza in 1918. I was the first, then Carlisle found his mate in Esme in the '20s. Next was Rosalie, they were hoping we would be together but that's not happening." Rosalie snorted "Like I would be with YOU. You're no Emmet, much too moody. I don't know WHY Alice puts up with you." "ANYWAY, Rosalie found Emmet as her mate and Carlisle turned him. A few decades later Alice and Jasper came to us following Alice's vision of this being their path to happiness, that's the basic run down of our lives, for specifics you would have to ask them individually as our stories are private."
Harry choked on his own spit at the mention of visions causing Jasper to send calming waves toward his trembling little mate concern etched on his face. "Sorry about that I just don't have the best luck with seers, actually that's kind of where my story starts. I don't know how much you know about the wizarding world, but back in England we are at war. We've been at war actually. We got a new Dark Lord, Voldemort, and he became very powerful, more so than the previous Dark Lord Grindelwald. His followers the Death Eaters were helping instill terror, they were winning. That is until Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts Leader of the Light unnecessarily powerful scheming bastard that he is, heard a prophesy that he decided I fit. My parents went into hiding on his orders, but they were betrayed and killed by Voldemort himself. I survived the killing spell that is supposed to be impossible to survive and somehow destroyed Voldemort. While everyone was celebrating, Dumbledore had me taken from my godfather and left me on a doorstep in the fall with just a blanket and a note. When Sirius, my godfather, got sent to Azkaban literally worse than hell on earth Dumbledore stood back knowing he was innocent waved away a trial shooed off my only other chance at a loving home claiming Remus my godfathers mate was too dangerous to raise me being a werewolf and left me completely isolated, unknowing of magic my parents anything, with abusive relatives who only kept me because of threats and payment he took out of MY bank account and I can guarantee not a cent of that was used on me. And no one questioned the almighty Dumbledore, just leaving a freshly orphaned child in an unknown location celebrating what they say he did for them but not asking a SINGLE question about his welfare." Harry broke off breathing heavily seated on the edge of Jaspers knees his magic wild inside of him ready to be released. " Well," Esme chirped, "I made some brownies for you earlier and I'm just dying to see if you like them, I do love cooking, it will be so nice to have someone to cook for." Jasper let out the breath he had been holding, the pressure of his beloved's magic and pain coupled with his own rage and his family's mixture of pity confusion and anger had been almost too much for his control and he closed his black eyes leaning into his mate resting his cheek on his slender shoulder breathing in his scent, running his nose up and down the velvety skin of Harry's neck letting out a pleased rumble when he feels his mate relax into him. "Thank you very much Mrs. Cullen I'm sure they will be delicious." "Oh please dear, do call me Esme."