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Chapter 17


Rosalie was incredibly good with mechanics – and even that statement didn't do justice to the seemingly innate aptitude the blonde worked with.

"She's definitely more suited for this role than I am," Harry mused as she fiddled with her tools. Harry found it hard to believe that Rosalie was only going to be in her third year of high school – a Junior as Rosalie had said – in a matter of weeks.

Perhaps she was a child genius.

Or perhaps it was magic.

Harry still hadn't tossed out the notion of the blonde being a Veela. Or rather, Harry hadn't tossed out the notion that the blonde had some sort of magic flowing through her veins.

How else would she have been able to simply walk (er, drive) through the Muggle repelling charm she had set up around her facility?

But then that begged to question how she had yet to call Harry on her inability to use actual muggle tools to fix the more complicated projects she had in her shop.

Could that be accredited to the fact that Harry had cast Repello Muggletum on herself as opposed to the building? And that was what affected Rosalie?

It was all very confusing, but Harry had made it a habit of trying different spells and charms on Rosalie, to see what affected her and what did not.

Thus far she had gotten varying results.

Harry supposed that it wasn't very kind of her to do so to a friend (and though she used the word tentatively, Rosalie truly was the closest thing to a friend she had in this reality), but she needed to know.

She needed to exhaust every single avenue if it was that she would ever get home.

And Harry quickly stamped down the anxiety she felt whenever that word came to mind.

It wouldn't do to be focused on that aspect of her situation – what she had left behind. She needed to be focused on how to return to what she left behind.

"Right, that's what's important," Harry silently reassured herself.

Suddenly Harry's ears twitched at the sound of a familiar engine driving towards her shop. Harry moved from around her service cart and began to walk towards the garage entrance when she paused.

A considering look crossed her face as she tilted her head to the side. It, sounded as if another car was coming down the drive-way as well.

How strange.

Rosalie had never brought company with her before.

"Ah Well," Harry gave an unconcerned shrug as she continued on her way towards the entrance.

It wasn't as if she had anything better to do than meet someone new.


Word Count: 444

A/N: Harry is very crafty, as she needs to be. And yeah, that's where the time-line is at - The Cullens will start school in a matter of weeks. Will they all meet Harry before then is the question.

I also have no regrets with ending the chapter the way I did. Anyone want to guess who's coming along with Rose?

Either way, the next update will be later today.

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