So, in order to make-up for not updating for a few weeks, I have posted the chapter before this one and this one both at the same time. I will have to write the next few chapters out for myself to have a copy of it, but that shouldn't be too much a problem with my schedule. And neither would updating, but I always have to take coding out of the story chapter before I can publish it on the site.

Also: I unfortunately do not own Harry Potter or Twilight. The rights to them go to the lovely J.K. Rowling and Stephanie Meyers.

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Harry - Harry is speaking to someone mentally or the heading of a newspaper, depending on context.

Harry - Depending on context, this is either a text message or snarkiness.

Harry - Thoughts that someone are having, that pertain to the story.

Harry - Harry is speaking in parseltongue.

Harry- Thoughts that Edward is able to pick up on.

Harry - Flashbacks.

Now: ON WITH THE STORY!

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Chapter 5:

Jasper knew the moment they got home that Alice would be wondering why he didn't approach the dark haired boy that was his mate. It had been as soon as Harry pulled in that Alice knew who he was, her bouncing giving her away. If Peter hadn't warned him, there would have been many more complications, such as trying to claim his mate before someone else did. However, knowing that Harry had already loved someone and only lost them recently had made it easier to control his instincts. Literature had gone by much the same as Homeroom, however Harry seemed to have gotten the point across to him and wasn't bothered again. Instead, he buried his nose in the book they were reading and only came back to the discussion just as the bell was about to ring. Jasper knew his schedule by heart, and knowing what classes Harry had, made it far easier to offer showing him around. Jasper stood up and waited for Harry to as well before saying, "Hello. My name is Jasper."

"Harry," the small boy told him, different emotions rolling off of him like a stream of water. Fear, misery, worry, and apprehension all came towards Jasper, and he was calmed by the feelings because they were only coming out of Harry in small waves, nothing like the other students in the class. "I was wondering if you needed help finding your next class," Jasper told him as they walked out of the room. Harry nodded mutely and handed Jasper the small slip of paper his teachers had to sign. Despite already knowing what classes Harry had, besides the last one which Peter had conveniently left out, Jasper grinned before saying, "It seems like we have the same schedule. Except for your Calculus and Gym classes. I have Pre-Calculus and violin those hours, not in that order."

"Would you mind showing me the way to all of them?" Harry asked nervously. The tall blonde was taller than even Fred had been, at an even six foot, placing him around six foot three inches, if Harry estimated correctly. Not to mention that the blonde's voice seemed to soft and smooth, holding a certain authority, always how he had imagined the voices of those from the 1800s as he read. I wonder if he was turned around that time period, Harry wondered as Jasper shot him a small smile.

"I would love to show you to your classes. Chemistry is this way," Jasper said waving his arm towards the Science Hall. Harry's face lit up at the name of the class, remembering what Neville had told him about what classes he had with everyone.

"My brother is in the class with us," Harry told Jasper softly. Jasper smiled at him and thought back to the text message that he had received during Homeroom. How was it possible? Peter had told him that there would be things that shocked him about his mate. What he wasn't expecting was for one of the things to shock him was that the tiny boy before him was a war veteran.

As Harry got his slip signed by Mr. Bunten, Jasper sat down in his seat, slightly upset that the open seats were not next to him this time, but rather at Mike Newton's table. The tall red-head that had walked into the school with Harry sat in the middle, obviously making Newton realize that he would not be talking to Harry. Jasper glanced at Harry as he quickly bounced to the seat next to his brother and clasped on to his hand. It almost seemed as though they were having a conversation when the redhead's face clouded over with distaste at something. Before Jasper could realize what was happening, the red-head had his arms wrapped around Harry, and was whispering, "I am so proud of you little brother." Despite having heard Harry say that this person was his brother and the endearment, "little brother" come out of the boy's mouth, Jasper still had to quell his low growling. Though, having known that it was too low for any human to hear, Jasper was petrified in his seat with the red-head looked up at the noise and instantly narrowed his eyes on Jasper.

Harry didn't even look at Jasper when the class began, and the Major [what Jasper calls his vampire] began to growl softly at the red-head named George for touching his mate. Jasper fought him back, the only thing that kept him from attacking was the look of pure joy on Harry's face as he talked to the red-head. Which, Jasper thought, was much better than Harry conversing with Newton. Speaking of Newton, he was so preoccupied with Harry, that he hadn't been focusing on his work and almost missed half of the discussion because of it. By the time Chemistry ended, Jasper was controlling his temper as to not rip off Newton's head after yelling that Harry was his. He really needed to claim Harry as his, but it just wasn't time. Harry wouldn't be want to for a while because of his past love.

Jasper stood and watched as Harry gathered his belongings. "Do you need help finding the cafeteria, or are you fine walking with your brother?"

"I'll be fine with Georgie," Harry grinned at Jasper. "Then after lunch I have Art with Neville, so he'll be able to show me where to go for that."

Jasper felt himself stiffen at the sound of the other boy's name coming out of Harry's mouth, so trusted and loved. "Who is Neville?" Jasper asked as he looked down at the boy out of the corner of his eye."My biological cousin. Luna is Georgie's."

"Biological?"

"I was adopted by George's parents at a young age when mine died. He and his...twin Freddie helped me get over the loss. Along with Charlie, their older brother, who requested that they all be homeschooled with me as well when I was taken out due to bullying," Harry said as he shrugged and walked over to his brother. Jasper had noticed the way that Harry had stumbled over saying the twin's name, and how he seemed to close off from those around him. But why would he do that...unless... Jasper shook his head. There was no way that Harry had fallen in love with his adoptive brother. Shaking off the thought altogether, Jasper smiled a sad soft smile towards Harry and began his walk to the cafeteria.