A Different Twilight Story
A Twilight/Harry Potter Crossover
Chapter Six
Start The Drum Roll For Trouble
(The trio and the children will start going by their new 'names' starting in this chapter.)
Storm clouds covered the light blue sky, hiding away any sunlight from view. Cold skin biting wind blew through the small town of Forks Washington. Silence seemed to descend upon the small town as many of the town's folk remained within doors, away from the cold morning breeze. Large trees in the forest surrounding the town swayed with the wind. Ruffling of leaves and branches echoed in the silence. The small whistling of the wind made an eerie feel to the silent morning. Animals remained hidden within caves or burrows, hiding away from the cold winter day.
A rather large house, hidden in the forest, remained silent as the occupants inside slept peacefully. In a room in the front of the house, had blackened curtains hanging over the window, keeping any light from coming inside. The large darkly painted room was like any teenagers. Boxes lay scattered amongst the room, still needed to unpack. The bed that was up against the right side of the room, up against the wall, was filled with large, small and medium sized pillows, most of them having fallen to the floor from the tossing and turning of the teenager sleeping peacefully in the middle. Black unruly raven hair lay scattered around a pale shaped face. The black and green comforter had rolled down during the night, stopping at the slim figures waist, showing a black tight tang top that had rolled up during the night, showing a small sliver of skin, where black cursive writing showing a tattoo.
Light pink lips were parted slightly as the young seventeen year old breathed in and out slowly, her eyelids fluttered rapidly, as the girl dreamed. Pale hands tightened against the black and silver sheets. A low groan escaped the lips as Harley Potter rolled onto her side, burying herself underneath one of her large pillows. "Rise and shine sleepy head!" A voice suddenly exclaimed loudly as the door slammed open up against the wall with a loud bang. "Up sleepy head! It's time to wake up!" The voice sang in a high pitch, making the exhausted teenager to growl in an exasperated manor. The man quickly rushed across the room and jumped atop of the bed, landing almost directly on top of the seventeen year old Potter heir.
"Sirius!" Harley exclaimed angrily, her voice higher than normal as her head was pushed up against the pillow she was hiding underneath. "I swear to Merlin if you don't get your arse out of my room. I'll turn your hair pink!" The girl grumbled angrily as she pushed the man off of her and onto the floor. She quickly and despairingly pulled up her comforter, making it cover her head.
"You wouldn't!" Sirius exclaimed fearfully, his hands quickly shot up to his head, as if making sure it was in fact, not pink as he remained on the ground, staring at the girl laying in the large queen sized bed.
"Do you really want to try me?" Harley questioned with a sigh. Her voice held a tint of amusement as her eyes remained closed, hiding her beautiful verdant emerald green eyes. Her voice was muffled from the comforter, but the older male understood enough.
"You wouldn't! You love me too much!" Sirius exclaimed as he jumped up from the floor and pointed at Harley like a small child would.
"At the moment I'd rather see you tied to a chair with your mouth tapped over so I can bloody friggin' sleep!" Harley's voice rose as she lifted her head up from the bed and blinked rapidly from the dim lighting. Rising up on her elbows she turned to glare at her godfather with a look of promise in her eyes that she would get her revenge.
"Uh…well…I see my job is done!" With that said Sirius quickly booked it out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him as he ran down the hallway. With a groan Harley collapsed back onto the bed and covered her head with her warm comforter.
"I'm going to kill him." She muttered as her eye peeked out from the blanket and looked over to her nightstand were her large alarm clock sat unmoving. The bright red numbers showed that it was seven o'clock in the morning. "Someone kill me now." She groaned with a yawn. She was never a morning person, even after all these years of waking up early in the morning, whether it was at the Orphanage or staying at the Dursley's. With a heavy sigh the young woman tossed the blankets away from her and slipped out of bed. Shivers shot up her spine at the feel of the cold wooden flooring. Shaking away the unnatural chill Harley wandered over to the box near the foot of her bed and began searching through it for some clothes.
Finding herself a pair of tight black jeans and held them over her arm. Continuing her search for clothes she found herself a dark green tight tang top and an off the shoulder long sleeved black shirt with a silver design of a dragon going down her left shoulder and wrapping around the right side of her waist. Grabbing a pair of different colored socks (one a multi colored stripe sock and the other a green sock), a black bra and matching underwear, Harley made her way out of her room and to the bathroom. She could hear the sounds of her siblings getting ready for the day. Sighing she stepped into the bathroom and slapped it shut, before flicking the light switch on.
"Good morning Remy!" Harley exclaimed as her black knee length leather boots slapped against the wooden flooring as she stepped into the kitchen. Giving her honorary godfather a kiss on the cheek she turned to the table and smiled at the two children that were already eating. "Good morning my loves." The girl smiled as she gave her own 'children' a kiss on the forehead. They smiled brightly at the older girl before going back to eating their Cheerios cereal that was laid out on their high chair table.
"You seem to be in a good mood." Remus replied with a raise of his eyebrow. He was a little disconcerted at the girls cheerfulness, the only time she was ever happy was when she –
"Harlow Jamie Black. You better hope to Merlin I don't get my hands on you!" The high pitched angry voice of Sirius exclaimed from somewhere upstairs. A smile of amusement graced the girls pale features as she looked to her godfather. It seemed he was already using her new name, not that she was complaining.
"Well…that's my cue to run while I still can." She stated before giving her godfather another kiss on the cheek, along with her two children. "Bye my loves. I'll see you when I get home." She stated to her children before turning on her heel and rushing out of the kitchen and down the hallway towards the front door. "Hermione! Ron! Let's go!" She yelled before grabbing her black and green messenger bag from beside the door, along with her keys that was hanging up on the wall on the right side of the wall, underneath the mirror. The sound of thundering feet coming down the staircase echoed through the house as, Hermione and Ron arrived at the first floor. Grabbing their bags and tossing them over their shoulders, the trio made their way out the door. Harley ignored, the best she could, the loud crying of Teddy and Eve as she stepped out into the cold morning air.
Harley tightened her black coat around herself. Her black and silver scars hung around her neck as she walked over to her black GMC SUV Hybrid that has enough space for herself, Hermione, Ron, the kids and even Remus and Sirius, seeing as it had three rows, and each seat had three seats. Unlocking the car with a click of her controller, Harley hopped up into the car and shut the door. She waited for the other two before she turned the key on in the ignition. At the sound of it on, Harley buckled herself up, adjusted her mirrors and turned the car into reverse. She backed out of the driveway slowly before placing the car back into drive. Ron sat in the backseat of the car, two car seats sat in the very back of the car, where the children were usually placed. Hermione who sat in the passenger seat of the car glanced over at Harley who remained concentrated on the road. "Have you found anything on Lyra?" Hermione questioned warily. The subject of the small little Malfoy girl that Harley saved was always a touchy subject for the Savior of the Wizarding World.
Harley's jaw clenched and her hands tightened on the smooth steering wheel. Her bright verdant eyes narrowed, as she remained staring out the windshield. "No…not really." The raven-haired beauty replied with a shrug. "There's been some information. I know they put Lyra in an…Orphanage." She spat out the word like it was some type of venom on her tongue. Just the idea of the small innocent child in a place like an Orphanage made her skin crawl. "Kingsley is still looking though. He thinks he may have found her and when he does, he said he'd call me and let me know." Harley knew that she shouldn't get her hopes up, but she couldn't help it. The young girl had found a place in her cold and shielded heart, and she would be damned if she didn't give the girl a place to call home. Ever since the Malfoy's had been killed during the war, the Ministry had decided to give their fortune and everything else to the savior, seeing as she was the Savior and all. Not that Harley even wanted to the gold, but they wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Where do you think she was placed?" Ron questioned in curiosity as he leaned forward, in between the front seats.
"Hmm…I'm not sure. They could have placed her anywhere. Especially since the Ministry is so fond of screwing things up, they probably placed her in some place like Germany or Russia." Harley scoffed with a roll of her eyes. With a flick of her wrist she turned the blinkers on and turned the SUV into the parking lot of Forks High School. She pulled up next to a rusting white colored car, making Harley raise an eyebrow at the shape of the car. Then again, she thought to herself, everyone in this small little town as old cars given to them by their parents, or bought for cheap. Shaking her head she turned the key in the ignition off and pushed open the driver side door. Ron and Hermione followed her example and opened their car door before stepping out of the car. With a slam of the door Harley adjusted her messenger bag strap on her shoulder and finally really looked at the school they would be going to.
Forks High School was nothing like Hogwarts. The High School in Forks was very small, much smaller than Hogwarts ever was and consists of only three hundred and fifty-eight—now sixty-one —students. As such, everyone knows everyone else there, and what is happening with the school community, even down to the point that every adult knows when something happens.
The school was located just off the highway, so it was relatively easy to find, even though it didn't look like a school, even with the sign to label it. It looked like a collection of matching houses, built with maroon-colored bricks, but, from the road, the buildings were camouflaged by so many trees and shrubs that it was impossible to tell how big the school really is.
The building that they stood in front of on the school grounds had a small sign over the door reading "Front Office." Harley looked over her shoulder to see it was adjacent to the parking lot, and could be reached via a little stone path lined with dark hedges. With a sigh Harley trudged along up the sidewalk and to the front offices doors. Pulling it open she gave a small shiver as the warm air blew her unruly raven hair behind her back. Harley's eyes scanned the small office with disinterest. It was nothing like the Headmasters office back at Hogwarts, but that was to be expected. The small office itself was fairly typical, for a Muggle school. It had small little waiting area with padded folding chairs, orange-flecked commercial carpet, notices and awards cluttering the walls, a big clock ticking loudly that hung above where the chairs had been placed. Plants grew everywhere in large plastic pots. 'As if there wasn't enough greenery outside.' Harley thought to herself with a roll of her eyes. The room was cut in half by a long counter, cluttered with wire baskets full of papers and brightly colored flyers taped to its front. There were three desks behind the counter. Three women each sat at their respected desks, doing something that kept them busy.
Harley, Ron and Hermione stood at the counter, waited patiently, or impatiently as Harley didn't have that much patience for people, for the women behind the desk to notice them. The raven-haired girl cleared her throat, her fingers nails tapped against the counter as she leaned up against the counter. "Excuse me." Hermione finally stated, as she too finally got tired of waiting to be noticed.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear. What can I do for you?" The older elderly woman questioned with a kind smile. Harley gave a friendly, beautiful, smile at the woman before speaking in a soft voice.
"My siblings and I are new here and need to get our schedules." Harley stated, widening her gorgeous verdant emerald green eyes.
"Ah yes. You must be the Black children. I've heard such good things about you three. Your godfather spoke about you three with such pride." Mrs. Alder stated as she flipped through a folder, trying to find the three teenagers schedules.
"As long as it was only the good things." Ron stated with a smile.
Mrs. Alder gave a light laugh before making a noise as she finally found their schedules. "Here we are. A Harmony Black –" At the sound of Hermione's new 'name' she quickly stepped forward and took her schedule. "Such a pretty name." The older woman remarked, making Harmony blush. "Aaron Black." Ron quickly stepped forward and took his own schedule. His blue eyes scanned over his list, checking to see if he had any of the same classes as Harmony. "Harlow Black. What an interesting name." The graying older woman stated, making Harlow smile in amusement.
"Thanks…I think." Harlow stated with a raise of her eyebrow.
"Now, I need you three to get your teachers to sign this sheet of paper and give to me at the end of the day." Mrs. Alder stated as she handed the three new students a white sheet of paper with six lines for each period.
"Yes ma'am." The three chorused before quickly turning on their heels and walking out of the small-crapped officer area.
"Well…we're officially Harlow, Harmony and Aaron now." Harlow sighed with a shake of her head. "How does it feel?" She questioned her two siblings with a raise of her eyebrows.
"Odd…it's going to take awhile to get use to." Aaron replied with a shake of his head. Harmony nodded in agreement before walking back down the cement steps and over to the SUV.
"Come on. We best go find a good parking spot, least we run late." Harmony called out with a firm look on her face. Aaron and Harlow glanced at each other before rolling their eyes. Shaking their heads they followed their older sister over to the parked car. Harlow jumped up into the driver side of the SUV, after unlocking it and opening the door, and quickly turned the ignition of the large car on.
"What classes do you two have?" Harlow questioned curiously as she took a glance at her two best friends as she pulled out of the parking spot near the front office and over towards the parking lot. Harlow drove down the small street and stopped at the turn to get into the parking lot. Flicking on the blinker she watched as other cars drove past or pulled into the parking lot. Seeing that she finally had a chance to turn, Harlow quickly turned the steering wheel and pulled into the parking lot of Forks High School. Many eyes turned to see the glimmering and expensive looking SUV pull into the parking lot with interest. The SUV was as nice looking as the Cullen's, the students thought to themselves.
As all the students stood outside, mingling amongst each other, they watched in anticipation to get a view of the new students. Harley drove slowly pass many parked cars before finding a parking spot up near the curb. Putting the car into park Harley leaned back into the leather seat and took a glance at her siblings. "Do we really have to get out?" She questioned with dread. Once again she and her siblings were going to be the center of attention, something that she absolutely hated.
"Yes Harley. We have to get out." Harmony replied with a shake of her head. Aaron unbuckled his seat belt and leaned forward.
"We best get out." With that said Harley unbuckled her seat belt and pushed open the driver side door. Adjusting her bag she hopped out from the car and slammed it shut behind her. Many whispers broke out as 'Harmony' and 'Aaron' also stepped out, causing many of the schools population to stare at the three new good-looking students. Harlow's unruly raven black hair fell into her eyes and over her shoulders, giving her a rebellious look. Bright verdant emerald green eyes were outlined in black liner, bringing out the color of her eyes. Mascara made her eyelashes curl and fluttered against her high cheekbones every time she blinked. A smoky look from her eye shadow gave her a mysterious look. Flawless pale skin looked like it was glowing in what little sunlight the small town had. Light pink lips glimmered from the Raspberry Chap Stick she had on her lips earlier that morning. Boys seemed to be drooling over the gorgeous new students, while girls glared in jealously as their boyfriends and other boys seemed to be distracted by the beautiful raven.
Harmony's curly brown hair was pulled back in a half ponytail, leaving the hair that still remained down to flow over her shoulders. Black liner also outlined her eyes, making her chocolate brown eyes sparkle in the light of the morning. Stormy blue eye shadow gave her an innocent look as her eyelashes also curled and fluttered against her high cheekbones every time she blinked. A small pink blush covered her cheekbones, giving off even more innocence. Pink glittering lip-gloss covered her lips that slowly parted into a glowing smile, showing perfectly straight teeth. Harmony wore a pair of tight gray Levi jeans that clung to her legs perfectly. A black flowing tang top with a checkered blue and black pattern on the bottom and below her breasts showed off perfectly shaped curves. She wore a black winter coat that kept her warm in the cold morning air. Black knee high snow boots covered her feet, keeping her warm.
Aaron's dark red hair fell into his pale forehead, giving him a look of rebellion. His bright sky blue eyes sparkled with amusement at all the looks he was getting. Pale skin almost seemed to glow in the light as his muscular arm wrapped around his girlfriends waist. A tight long sleeved black t-shirt clung to his chest like a second skin and had designs of skulls and thorn vines. A white wife beater was underneath his long sleeved shit. Loose blue jeans clung to his hips, covering his dark brown biker boots that he had kept since the war. A black leather jacket covered his arms, keeping him arm.
"Well, I feel like I'm some supermodel or something." Harlow stated with a loud laugh. Silence seemed to descend over the school at the sound of her laughter echoing through the parking lot. "Okay…this isn't uncomfortable at all." She stated with a shake of her head. Locking the SUV the trio slowly walked away from the school and towards their classes.
"You're Harlow Black right?" A sudden voice questioned, causing the three siblings to stop and turn to see a, she supposed she could call him, cute, baby-faced boy with carefully spiked pale blond hair. He was pale skinned, most likely from rarely seeing sunlight and had baby blue eyes.
"Yeah that's me. Harlow Black. Preferably Harley. Everyone calls me that." Harlow replied with a shrug of her shoulders as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You would be?" She raised an eyebrow with amusement as the boy gave a light blush.
"Mike, Mike Newton." Mike held out his hands, making Harlow fight off a roll of her eyes as she shook the other boys hands.
"Pleasure." She replied, biting back on her sarcasm. Harmony and Aaron bit back grins of amusement at their younger siblings.
"What class do you have first period?" Mike questioned eagerly, making Harmony and Aaron shake their heads before turning away and making their way to their respectful classes.
"The poor boy. Doesn't even have a chance." Harmony stated to Aaron, causing a snort of laughter to escape her much taller boyfriend. Harlow glared after her siblings as they walked away from her, leaving her stuck with her new over zealous fan. He reminded her much like Colin Creevey was.
"Yeah love you too!" She called out sarcastically. Harlow only got a wave of goodbye in reply, causing the girl to growl to herself. Today was defiantly going to be a very long day.
'Lunch! Finally!" Harlow thought to herself in relief as the bell gave a sudden loud ring. Her head had been pounding for the last few hours, the potion had long since wore off, leaving her to the mercy of thoughts, emotions, auras, among other things was slowly wearing her down. With a shake of her head she made her way out of the classroom slowly, her feet dragging as she hoped that Mike Netwon and his friend weren't waiting for her outside.
"Hoping they're not out there huh?" A voice questioned from behind her. Harlow stopped and looked over to the where the voice came from to see a rather plain looking girl, with dark brown hair that fell to her shoulders. She had large chocolate brown eyes and pale skin.
"Uh…yeah." Harlow replied warily as she looked the other girl over.
"I'm Isabella Swan, Bella preferably." Bella Swan stated, holding out her hand with a smile. Harlow raised her own pale piano finger hand and shook the rather clammy hand.
"Harlow Black. Preferably Harley." Harlow replied with a kind beautiful smile. "So, Bella, did you go through this too?" The raven-haired girl questioned as the two stepped out of the classroom. Harlow tried to ignore her excitement at meeting a relative on her mother's side as she glanced over at the much shorter girl. Bella wore a pair of loose blue jeans that covered regular black converse shoes. A plain blue t-shirt covered her upper body along with a thin sweater and a thicker green army colored jacket. Her straight brown hair fell over her shoulders, hiding her face from view.
'Defiantly has some confidence issues. Not to mention she's rather shy.' Harlow thought to herself with a purse of her lips. 'Not much fashion sense either.' She mused thoughtfully. 'Wonder if I can change that, when she trusts me enough that is.' Shaking the thoughts away she looked back to the older girl, waiting for her reply.
"Yeah, defiantly. They tended to hound me for a while, but quickly stopped after awhile. Not that I'm complaining about them not bothering me anymore. It's kind of nice. Though, I'm still friend's with them." Bella replied, brushing a stray strand of brown hair out of her face as she glanced at the gorgeous girl beside her. Bella glanced around and noticed that many students were watching the two converse with each other. They mostly watched, stared, at Harlow Black with far more interest than should be usual. "It seems you have more admires than you think you do." Bella stated with a small smile of amusement.
"That's exactly what I want. Really. I just love being stared at by everyone." Harlow stated sarcastically with a roll of her gorgeous verdant emerald green eyes. Bella wondered vaguely how they were so bright. They looked almost unnaturally bright.
"They'll get over it, eventually." Bella stated with a small shrug and a chuckle. Her hands stuck into her front pant pockets as she looked down at her feet as she walked. Her straight brown hair fell into her face, hiding it from view once again. "It only took the school a whole six months to get over me." The girl gave a small smirk of amusement while shaking her head.
"Lovely." The statement was spoken with heavy sarcasm as the two girls walked over to the large double doors that led into the cafeteria. "So, tell me Bella. Do you know of anything that can be fun in this town?" Harlow questioned curiously as her pale hand rose up and grasped the cold metal handle before pulling it open. A gush of the cold air conditioner fell across them, causing the girls to shutter slightly at the coldness.
"Not unless you count La Push." At Harlow's blank look, Bella explained more on what she meant. "It's a small reservation a few miles away from here. It has a beach that you can go to, if it warms enough, maybe even swim in."
"Hmm…" Harlow made no other reply as the two walked past tables and towards the middle of the cafeteria, where a large group of students sat, including Harmony and Aaron. "Lovely to see you two again after ditching me." The raven remarked with a playfully angry glare.
"It seemed like you were having such a nice conversation that we didn't want to bother you." Harmony replied calmly as she glanced to her left as her sister took a seat beside her. Harlow didn't make an attempt to reply but just listened silently to the large group communicate with one another. With a bored sigh, Harlow's eyes began to wander around the large, long, cafeteria. Her attention was instantly captured as she saw them.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far from where she sat as possible in the long room. There were five of them. They weren't talking, and they weren't eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them. The group wasn't gawking at the Golden Trio either, like the other students have been for the first half of the day. Harlow continued to watch them closely, allowing herself to open up her 'abilities' and try to get some clues as to whom these excessively interesting figures were. It wasn't that they weren't staring at her that made the raven interested, it was what they all looked like that made her interest arise. Her interest rose even more when she realized she couldn't get anything from these mysterious and rather stunning figures.
Of the three boys, there was a rather large muscular boy, or as Harlow would think of him as, a man, who looked like a serious weight lifter, with dark, curly hair. Another was taller, leaner, but still muscular, and had honey blond hair. The last was tall, but shorter than the other two, with untidy, bronze colored hair, but a bright shade than even Evie's hair. His disarray of hair almost beat Harlow's own untidy raven hair. The small group looked like they could in college, or even teachers here rather than the students.
The girls in the group looked opposite of the boys. The taller one was statuesque. She had a beautiful figure, the kind you saw on the cover of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, a magazine Harlow's Uncle Vernon use to look at. Her body was the kind that made every girl around her take a hit on her self – esteem just by being in the same room as her. Her hair was a golden color – gently waving to the middle of her back. The shorter girl was pixie like, thin in the extreme with small angelic features. Her hair was a deep black, much like Harley's, but cropped short and pointing in every direction.
Yet, they were all exactly alike. Every one of them had chalky pale skin, the palest of all the students who lived in the sunless town. They were even paler than Bella Swan. They were even paler than Harlow was, surprisingly; whom everyone thought was Albino, funnily enough. They all had dark eyes, despite the range in which Harley was looking at them. They also had dark shadows underneath their eyes, purplish bruise like shadows. As if they were all suffering from sleepless nights or almost recovering from a broken nose. Though their noses and all the rest of their features were straight, perfect, and angular.
This wasn't why Harlow couldn't look away. It was because their faces, so different, yet so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly, beautiful. They were faces you would never expect to see, except on some airbrushed pages of a magazine or painted by an old master of the arts, painted on the face of an angel. It would be difficult for any person to decide who was more beautiful. Perhaps it was the perfect blond, or the bronze haired male. They were all looking away – away from each other and the other students, away from anything in particular. Harlow watched closely as the small pixie girl stood from her seat and walked with a quick, graceful loop that belong in a runway. Harlow noticed that the girl's food had gone untouched, her soda was still closed and her red gleaming apple was unbitten. It was amazing to watch the lithe dancer step, till she dumped her tray and glided through the back door, faster than should have been possible, leaving Harlow even more curious. Her dazzling emerald verdant eyes darted back to the table to watch the small group remain unmoving.
"Noticed the Cullen's and Hale's did you?" A rather stuck up girl questioned. Harlow couldn't remember her name, nor did she care to. The group she sat with looked to the raven beauty, as silence fell over the table.
"The Cullen's and Hale's?" Harlow questioned quietly, her light, slightly husky voice floated calmly over the table as a perfectly shaped eyebrow arched upward in curiosity. The girl's eyes flickered over to the table, back to where the bronze haired boy sat, probably the youngest in the group, looked over at the girl, before flickering his eyes to Harlow's. Before Harlow could blink, he turned away faster than she possibly could have, even with her quick reflexes. With a small frown, Harlow noticed from the brief glance that his face held nothing of interest.
"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who just left was Alice Cullen. They all live together, with Dr. Cullen and his wife." Bella stated from where she sat across from Harlow and her siblings. Harlow rolled her eyes in exasperation as the others girls gave loud giggles. Bella watched the raven-haired girl with amusement.
'Those were rather original names –' Harlow thought to herself with another glance at the table where the Cullen's and Hale's sat. ' – For such beauty'. Their names were rather old fashioned, like names your grandparents would have had. "They're…very…stunning?" Harlow questioned, not sure if the words she used could accurately describe what the small group looked like.
"They are…aren't they?" Bella murmured in agreement as her eyes flickered over to the Cullen's. Harlow raised an eyebrow with interest, knowing there was a story to be told by the way she acted.
"Of course they are." Jessica, a girl Harlow had in English class, giggled. "They're all together though. Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice, I mean. And they all live together." She continued. Her voice held nothing but shock and condemnation of a small town. Harlow knew though that back in England, it also would have probably caused a stir of gossip. Not that Harlow liked gossip; she despised it with everything in her being. It was nothing more than a headache waiting to happen. Harlow made no move to comment and just turned away from the blonde haired girl, who reminded Harlow of Lavender Brown.
"Who are the Cullen's?" Harmony questioned, knowing that Harlow was in no way going to get dragged into some gossiping. Especially after how much she had to deal with back in England. She sat on Harlow's right side and had to lean forward to look at Jessica. Aaron, who sat beside Harmony, just leaned against the table and tapped his hand against the table in boredom, though his bright blue eyes showed interest.
"Are they related? They don't look it." Aaron stated from beside his girlfriend as he looked up, glancing at the table. Harlow looked down at her untouched food with thought.
"Oh, they're not. Dr. Cullen is really young, in his twenties, or early thirties. They're all adopted. The Hale's are brother and sister, twins – the blondes – and they're foster children." Jessica stated with a small shrug as she brushed away a strand of blond hair behind her ear.
"They look a little old to be foster children." Harmony and Aaron chorused together with raised eyebrows.
"They are now. Jasper and Rosalie are both eighteen, but they've been with Mrs. Cullen since they were eight. She's their aunt or something." Bella stated with a small shrug as she picked at her food that was in front of her.
"She's right." Jessica stated. "I think Mrs. Cullen can't have children though." As soon as those words slipped from Jessica's mouth, Harmony and Aaron winced before quickly glancing at Harlow who had tightened her hand around the fork she held.
"Just because she can't have kids doesn't mean something's wrong with Mrs. Cullen." Harlow snapped in anger. "I'm glad such a kind couple would be willing enough to adopt children that need it. If you would take your head out your arse, you'd realize that some kids are not as fortunate as the Cullen's and Hale's to get adopted and have a loving family to live with." She continued, her vivid emerald verdant eyes flashed with fury and hidden power. Her eyes were like sparks of lightening, or even green deadly fire, but most certainly they looked like the Avada Kedavra curse that had tried to kill her so many times before.
"You should get over your petty jealously just because Edward Cullen told you no, that he didn't want to date such a stuck up spoiled little bitch like you." She sneered with disgust. "You need to get your head straight and realize that they probably don't like all the drama and gossip and want you to stop talking about them when they're not around or in the same room. They'd probably like you to stop talking about their adopted parents too." Harlow took a deep breath and shook her head in anger. Her hands had tightened into tight knuckle white fists. She could vaguely feel her nails making indents in her hands. Her jaw clenched with a clink as she glared at Jessica with barely restrained rage that wanted to so desperately release. "We're orphans, in case you didn't fucking know. That'll give you something to fucking gossip about you stupid bitch." Harlow sneered before quickly standing up from the table. Grabbing her tray of untouched food Harlow tossed her tray into the trashcan before storming her way to the cafeteria doors. She didn't notice the looks the Cullen's and Hale's were giving her as their eyes followed her out.
The small table was silent as they all looked at one another before turning to look at Harmony and Aaron. "What do you expect? Saying something like that, to an Orphan, will no doubt cause problems. More so with Harlow then us two, since she's been an Orphan her whole life, us, well…let's just say we had parents a lot longer than she has." Harmony stated firmly. Her eyes flickered over to the Cullen's table where they had gone back to staring at the walls. Harmony had noticed that they had watched Harlow leave and found it interesting.
"Have they always lived here?" Aaron questioned, noticing his girlfriends thoughtful look.
"Uh…no." Jessica said in a voice that implied that it should be obvious to new arrivals like them. Aaron bit his tongue to keep some scathing remark to himself. "They just moved down here two years ago from somewhere in Alaska."
Aaron just hummed and made to ask a question when another voice spoke up. "Which ones the boy with the reddish brown hair?" Harmony questioned as she finally snapped out of her racing thoughts.
"That's Edward. He's gorgeous, of course, but don't waste your time. He doesn't date. Apparently none of the girls here are good – looking enough for him." Jessica sniffed, a clear case of sour grapes. Bella shifted uncomfortably beside the blond girl, making Harmony raise an eyebrow.
'So, Harlow was right, like usual. Jessica was told no by Edward and Bella has a small story to tell that happened between herself and a Mr. Edward Cullen.' Harmony thought to herself with a chuckle. Biting her lip at the strange looks she received, the brunette haired girl shook her head. "If you hadn't noticed already, I'm taken and happy. Though…I'm sure Harlow wouldn't mine getting to know Edward." Harmony stated with a smile of amusement as she glanced at where Edward sat. She noticed that he was no longer staring at the door Harlow just walked out of, but now he was looking at her. She raised an eyebrow and watched as he looked away, his cheeks appeared lifted, as if he was smiling too.
After a few minutes the Cullen and Hale children left the table together. They were all noticeably graceful – even the big, brawny one. Harmony found it rather unsettling to watch. The one named didn't turn to look back to glance at Harmony nor to the doorway Harlow had left from. 'I feel something is going to soon start up.' Harmony thought to herself with a small frown. 'After all, Harlow is never able to move somewhere without trouble following. This is going to be a long year.'
Harlow stepped out into the cold parking lot and stared up at the cloud filled sky. She wished she was back home with little Teddy and Evie, and away from stuck up, gossiping little bitches like Jessica and her little friends. As Harlow continued to stand outside in the cold, staring up into the storm covered sky, she finally got to think over why she wasn't able to get a read the Cullen's or Hale's. She couldn't get anything, not even shapes, colors or noises. 'Hmm…odd.' She thought to herself before shaking her head. No point in worrying over it. The sound of the bell ringing brought forth a loud heavy sigh. She just knew the gossip would be a lot worse after her little explosion at Jessica Stanley. Adjusting her messenger back her black leather boots slapped dully against the floor as she made her way to her Biology class.
Walking into the brightly lit classroom, Harlow glanced around for a place to sit but noticed the only free spot was besides Cullen. "Ms. Black, so nice to finally meet you." The teacher stated with a friendly smile. Giving a small smile in return Harlow looked away from the curious gaze on the teachers face. "Why don't you take a seat next to Mr. Cullen?" The teacher stated, more than asked as he nodded to the empty seat beside the bronze haired boy. Sighing, which the raven seemed to be doing a lot of, Harlow made her way swiftly to her new seat and plopped down on the stool.
Edward Cullen stiffened as she sat down. His hands fisted as he slowly scooted his chair away. Grinding his teeth Edward looked away from Harlow and to the front of the room. A small breeze blew through the room, from the air conditioner, causing Harlow unruly locks of raven black hair to ruffle and fall over her shoulders. Edward's grip on the desk tightened profoundly. He turned his gaze on hers, and his eyes that were dark as night, glared darkly onto her.
Biting her tongue from making some rude comment, Harlow turned to look away and tired to ignore Edward Cullen's angry face. As class began with a small ding from the bell, she gave a small shake of her head and pulled out her black notebook before uncapping her pen and copying the noted down from the board. Her hot temper began to thin as Edward continued to glare at her over the course of the class.
Forty-five minutes into class and Harley had, had about enough. "You do know it's rude to stare, right?" The girl questioned sarcastically as she glanced over at the bronze haired boy. She slammed her pen down on the book with impatience. Edward didn't comment, but continued to glare. "Do you have a staring problem or something?" She demanded angrily as she glared back at Edward. "Look." She ground out when Edward still didn't reply back to her. "If you don't like me, then don't look at me. If you can't even do that…then I'll bloody move!" She exclaimed loudly right when the bell rang, telling the students that class had ended. No one moved from their seats as they stared in shock at Harlow Black who stood angrily in front of Edward Cullen. They couldn't believe that she had just told off the Edward Cullen.
Harlow rolled her eyes and shook her head with annoyance before picking up her messenger bag from up off the floor and tossing her notebook and pen inside. Tossing her bag over her shoulders Harlow gave Edward one last angry look before storming out of the classroom and towards her next class, Gym. It was after all, one of her favorite classes. She did so love playing sports, even Muggle sports.
'This day couldn't have been any slower.' Harlow moaned to herself as she dragged her feet towards the front office. She had yet to bump into Harmony and Aaron, and assumed they had already gone to the office before heading out to the car. Shrugging, Harlow opened the glass office door and stepped inside. She stopped near the doorway as she noticed Edward Cullen talking to Mrs. Alder.
Harlow shivered as the doors behind her flew open, allowing a gust of wind to breeze through and past her, causing her hair to flutter over her shoulders and into her face. Harlow turned to see Harmony and Aaron step inside and stand on the other side of her, away from the wall. With a shake of her head, the young seventeen year old brushed her hair out of her face and looked back over to Cullen.
For a moment, it was silent as Edward Cullen's back stiffened and turned slowly to glare at her – he was absurdly beautiful – with piercing hate filled dark black eyes. Harlow didn't know what came over her, but a rush of unadulterated fear swept over her. The hairs on her arms and neck stood on end as their eyes connected. As soon as it had happened, it was gone. His look had chilled Harlow to the bone. She had never felt that kind of fear before. Edward turned back to the receptionist. "Never mind, then." Edward stated hastily. "I can see that it's impossible. Thank you for so much for your help." As he turned on his heel without a glance at Harlow or her siblings, he soon disappeared out the door.
Harlow frowned, her eyebrows furrowed with a thoughtful look as she stepped up to the couch and handed her and her siblings white sheets of paper. "How did your first day go, dears?" Mrs. Alder, the receptionists asked maternally.
"Fine." Harlow replied in her soft, slightly husky voice from all the years of her yelling and screaming. The receptionist didn't look convinced, but made no other comment. With a sigh, the three siblings stepped out and into the cold afternoon air. The three Black children wandered over to their car and quickly hopped inside. Harlow leaned back against the driver seat before looking over at Harmony and Aaron. "Do you think I was a bit harsh? I did after all, snap not only at Jessica Stanley, but Edward Cullen too." Harlow stated with a small frown.
"You actually snapped at him?" Harmony questioned with a disapproving look on her face. It was a look that Harlow and Aaron had long since gotten use to.
"Well the bloody arse kept glaring at me. Just because the bloody bastard is beautiful – gorgeous even – does not mean I'm just going to sit there and let him glare at me for nothing!" Harlow exclaimed with a huge breath of air. Harmony and Aaron glanced at each other before cracking up. Oh how long it had been since their best friend, their sister, had a boy, more like a man, get under her skin.
"You – gasp – like – laugh – him!" Aaron stated in-between his laughing and gasping for breath. Harmony continued to giggle crazily as her whole body shook with the affects of laughing so hard.
"I do not." Harlow pouted, slouching down in the driver seat of the car. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared out the window as her mind raced. She couldn't possibly like a male like Edward…could she? After all, he was being a bit of douche to her, for no particular reason. Why would she like someone like that? Shaking the thoughts away she straightened in the driver seat. Turning the ignition on she turned up music up.
"And I've always lived like this. Keeping a comfortable distance. And up until I swore I was content with loneliness. Because none of it was worth the risk –" Harley quickly shut the song off and swore as she put on the next song.
"You were in college, working part-time, waiting tables. Left a small town and never looked back. I was a flight risk, afraid of fallin'. Wondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts –" Harley shut the music off and pulled the car out of the almost completely deserted parking.
"How about no more music. Sounds great does it not?" The raven-haired beauty questioned with a forced smile as she pulled onto the highway that would lead them back to the house. She had a feeling that this whole week was going to be the longest week of her life. Harmony and Aaron just shook their heads in amusement as they glanced at one another. Life was defiantly going to get interested.
There you go. Another chapter update. I'm sorry I didn't update last night.
I'm sick and getting even sicker than I already am, so I've been spending my time trying to find a cure for my dreaded sore throat!
I'm already working on the next chapter for this story. This one will have more talking with Edward and Harlow. Though Harlow tended to do all the...snapping. But you all probably understand why she snapped. Harlow is a very short tempered person with a hot temper (alot like me). She's also very protective for Orphans. She'd adopt as many as she could, which shows why Harlow wants to adopt little Lyra Malfoy, if they ever find her.
Now, next chapter will finally start the trouble that comes along with Harlow. Including near death experiences. I should have this chapter up sometime soon, I'm not sure. This chapter took me two and a half days to write. So, the next chapter will probably take me just as long.
I'm sure you're all curious about how Harlow knows things like Jessica getting said no by Edward, well, the power the dark lord knows not came in her heritance when she turned sixteen and then when she turned seventeen as well. She's got some 'psychic abilities'. She's got abilities alot like Edward, Alice, Jasper and a few others that won't be really talked about until later on in the story.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm sorry once again if there's any mistakes. I'll fix them sometime later when I'm feeling better.
Also, on my profile page, I have some pictures of what I think the characters look like. So everyone of them is different than what you probably think they look like. So go check them out. :)
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TheWeepingRaven
