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Chapter 18


"How is this even fair?" Harry pouted, put off as she stared (up) at the hulking mass of male before her.

She was a whole head shorter than the man's muscled 6'1 frame. He had short, dark hair and the same alabaster skin and eye colour as Rosalie (and Harry wondered if that was a trait that all members of the Cullen family shared).

And of course he was beautiful as well (Hmm, she'd never used that word to describe a man before).

Hadrian sulked. She was 22 but she looked as if she could pass for 17. She was more lithe than anything else but nonetheless…

Harry's nose twitched in annoyance and she gave a disdainful sniff. Damn Durselys.

A deep throaty chuckle brought her thoughts back to the present.

"So you're the midget mechanic Angel's been going on about," a broad grin stretched across his face, revealing almost unnaturally white teeth.

Harry was slightly affronted.

"Well," she drawled languidly, raising a brow as she gestured to him with a wave of her hand, "We can't all be Herculean high schoolers now can we mate?"

His grin, if possible, became broader. "Guess not," he joked as if to say 'I can't help my incredible physique'.

Harry inwardly rolled her eyes. Oh please, she knew actual giants and half giants.

"Don't get a swell head mate," Harry scoffed, "I've known bigger men."

There was a brief silence as Harry's brain registered what she had just implied.

She gently rapped her knuckles against her forehead as she sighed.

"I didn't mean –"

A bark of laughter cut her off.

"I kinda like her babe," the male grinned, eyes on the blonde by his side.

Yet another affectionate epithet and Harry noted the gentle, adoring gaze he directed towards his companion.

"So they are together."

Merlin, she hope she hadn't offended Rosalie. The blonde seemed as if she was one to hold a grudge for a very long time.

Harry herself glanced over at said female, who indulgently rolled her eyes upon being addressed.

"You would," and Harry marvelled at the small, yet radiant smile she directed towards him.

"So that's what you sound like with your walls down?" Harry commented.

She almost regretted doing so, when Rosalie snapped her head towards her and gave her an annoyed glance.

Harry held up her hands in surrender, even as she levelled Rosalie with a wholly unapologetic smile.

Harry cleared her throat as she turned her attention once more to the only male in their company. She held out her hand and she bit down a sly smile.

"I'm afraid I didn't catch your name mate."


Word Count: 442

A/N: Harry is at it again. It was pretty obvious who would show up right? Ugh, Emmett is fun to watch, but weird for me to write. I'll do my best to do his character justice.

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