AN: I have a SLIGHT problem right now. Sarah, lovely girl she is, has abandoned this story. She was the one that read the twilight books (i've only read the first) but has agreed to advise and beta it for me, and until i am able to read the next books i'm going to be running on internet summaries sorryy X[ i'm trying my best, I swear! I really love this story, and I'm still writing it, I've already got half of the next chapter, but i need your help! if i get anything terribly wrong, such as timeline or anything, please tell me! i really want to continue this, I truly love this pairing, but I'm kinda walking in the dark right now .

I'm so sorry if i've put any of you off reading this story :( but to those of you who are still gonna read it, I'll do my best for you!

P.S Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed, it made my situation slightly brighter :)

Chapter 3

Sitting alone in the cafeteria long after everyone left to go to class, Jacob was broken out of his thoughts that mostly revolved around 'Harry...pretty...' by a rough poke to his face.

Jump starting his brain again, Jacob finally noticed the empty chairs surrounding him. Remnants of the students lunch was scattered everywhere, chairs stuck out at odd angles, strange food splotches, spills and smudges marked many surfaces and the schools short, limping, balding and slightly crazy janitor was looming over him, readying his mop handle, preparing to poke Jacobs face harshly once again if needed. But Jake needed no reminder and dashed to chemistry.

Apologizing quickly to the bristle-moustached, bad tempered teacher, Jacob claimed the last remaining seat, next to Quil.

"Hey man, why're you late?" Quil whispered to him. Jake shrugged and looked around the classroom. The desks all held two students each and were divided by a meter gap. Jacob was sitting on the far left, second from the front. Harry was annoyingly four seats away and in the front row. This realization made Jacob grumble quite noticeably.

"What's up?" Quil asked, willfully averting his attention to his friend.

"He's too far away..." Jacob replied in an upset tone. Quil glanced up at Mr. Harris who had just moved towards the other side of the classroom.

"Don't worry mate... I'm sure he'll wander over here eventually..." Quil supplied hesitantly, slightly confused about what was going on with his friend.

"How do you know? What if he never comes over here? What if he doesn't even like wandering? What if he doesn't like me?" Jacob turned to him with the most amazing 'pity-me' puppy eyes and although they were cute, they didn't stop Quil from freaking out a bit inside. That is until Mr. Harris walked straight past Jake, who continued to look longingly towards the other side of the room. Four seats over at a messy head full of black.

"Isn't that the new kid?" he asked, quietly of course. Mr. Harris wasn't someone you ever want to get on the bad side of. Quil himself was cutting it close already, having not done his homework once. Months ago.

"Yeah... Harry..." Once again Jacob was starry-eyed and blissed out. It was starting to become a problem for him, not being able to pay much attention to any but Harry when the object of his affection was anywhere close by. Or mentioned.

Almost as if his lack of notice set off some sort of teacher radar located in Mr. Harris' graying mustache, said teacher whipped around from where he was lecturing about something or other. Christopher John Harris wasn't having a good day. In fact, he wasn't having a good year. His divorce had been finalized over the weekend with his wife taking half of everything he had and spending it on a cruise with her new hubby Jacob Woods. So excuse him if he wasn't too fond of Mr. Black at the moment.

"And what exactly is occupying your mind so much, Jacob, that would cause such distraction and further more intrusion, during my very important lesson?" His voice was unidentifiable, and to those people who over-analyzed those around them constantly, it was as if he were angry with someone else and not the boy sitting in second row. But that's not possible at all, him being a professional and all, so the thoughts were quickly dismissed.

The look that Harris was giving Jake was strong enough to make to cause the strongest of men whimper. But not Jacob Black, whose mind wasn't present at the moment and didn't seem to have thought at all before replying.

"Harry's pretty..."

This cause several things to happen at once. First, Quil performed a rather painful, yet spectacular, head-desk bang. Second, a certain black haired teen turned bright red, only increased by the amount of students looking between him and a wide-eyed, horror struck Jacob Black. And third, it made Mr. Harris twitch. Not just any twitch mind you, but The Twitch. The one his moustache did that promised any and all misbehaving and generally annoying students doom.

"Detention, Black, next Tuesday, for distracting the class and scaring the new student." And with one last glare, the teacher turned around with a satisfied smirk on his face. His day was looking up!

Turning back to his work after the teacher started up again, Harry focused on reducing the embarrassed blush that he knew covered his cheeks and tried his best to ignore the overpowering urge to glance behind him. Not even images of Teddy could hold back the frantic thoughts running crazy in his mind. 'Oh my god, he thinks I'm pretty. Pretty? I am Harry Potter! I am a man! Men don't do pretty! Oh my god he thinks I'm pretty! Is he...attracted to me? ...Do I want him to be?' At this he stopped everything he was doing, and his eyes went wide as he realised that yes, he wanted Jacob to find him attractive, that he wanted to make Jacob look twice and yes, he wanted Jacob.

Hyperventilating slightly, Harry sped out of the class as fast as he could as soon as the bell sounded, dodging any and all people set out to question him about rumors already spreading. He was too busy freaking out about having his first ever crush on a male, well at least the first one he had ever actually acknowledged. He had no idea what he was meant to do! He barely had any clue how to go about a relationship with a girl, let alone a gigantic, long haired, buff, creep he had only known since the day before.

So Harry did the most useful thing he had learnt to do at Hogwarts. Evasion.

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Jacob Black was sulking. He was feeling bad for himself and was planning to indulge himself in copious amounts of junk food and anything else that caught his eye at the local supermarket he had just pulled up in front of. He was actually feeling quite inclined to Oreo's, ice cream and perhaps every other tasty food in the store.

Jacob wasn't usually one to take comfort in food, but today was different. He'd scared his mate away from him, he was sure of it.

After the chemistry fiasco Jacob had tried his absolute best to find his little creature and apologize for his loose tongue, but after running frantically through the halls for 5 minutes the bell sounded again and he was due in Math class. Knowing it was a waste of time to continue looking (he would skip math for his mate any day!) because Harry was probably already in his next class, he went to Math planning to do everything within his ability to get Harry to forgive him after school.

But sadly that wasn't enough and he ended up leaving school grounds with a heavy heart. And here he is now; staring detachedly at the various candies the reasonably large store had to offer. That is, until an amazingly soft voice caught his attention.

"...It was embarrassing Luna! Everyone in chemistry just kept looking at me then at Jacob while all the girls giggled insanely."

Harry...

Maneuvering the several food stuffs in front of his face around a bit so he had a small gap to peek through the shelves at Harry and a young blonde girl wearing mismatched shoes, a violet plaid skirt and what appeared to be a hand-knitted bright orange cardigan with a large 'L' on the front. As he watched the girl with strange Star Wars-like hair, he came to the conclusion that this must be the friend that made Harry's lunch. The one that lived with his mate. A low, inhuman growl escaped his throat, making Harry glance curiously down the isle before turning back to his companion. Chastising himself for his loss of control, Jacob went back to full stalker mode.

"And how does that make you feel, Mr. Potter?" The Luna girl queried as she compared the size of the soaps on sale to Harry's' ear, who was leaning against the shelf thinking about the question.

"I'm not sure." Harry started. He was used to being able to tell Luna everything. For a Loved she was quite insightful sometimes. "I don't appreciate being called pretty. I'm a man for goodness sakes! As for everyone else and their rumors... well I suppose I'm used to being stared at, and for things much worse than a distracted boys slip up..."

"And how does this other boy make you feel?" Luna asked, sounding much like a muggle psychiatrist as she knelt down to look at the different toothpaste tubes and mouth washes.

Jacob held his breath and strained his ears.

"He...excites me. Intrigues me as well I suppose. He's so strange and slightly creepy, yet I feel so drawn to him! I've only really spoken to him once, and it all confuses me so much. I ended up dodging him after class in order to figure myself out yet I feel as if I made absolutely no progress!" Harry moaned out in distress

Jacob could almost feel his heart explode. This was good! Wasn't it? Of course it was! Deciding that this wasn't the time to be negative Jacob smiled, ignoring the white haired old lady walking past him making tsk-ing noises as inner Jake did a strange victory dance with plenty of booty shaking and crumping.

"Hmm. I've got a broach in the bus that will protect you from bad luck on your wedding day if you would like it." Luna stated seriously, avoiding all products with added aloe, which was well known for repelling crumple horned snorkaks. Once she'd been close to the nest of a female snorkak when she decided to take a drink from the thermos Harry had provided her with before she left, which was coincidentally Aloe Vera juice. She wasn't able to get rid of the scent for a week.

"Wedding? Luna, we only just met! Anyway, what about Teddy?" Harry replied, sounding slightly hysterical. Adromeda had contacted him the week before. She had sounded older and more wary since he had last seen her. The tragic loss of her family had truly taken a toll on her, and although they'd all thought that having Teddy with her would help her heal, she needed a break, so he had promised that he would take Teddy in while she went on a relaxing cruise. Luna had started expanding the tent enough to have room for the baby while he was at school that day and he was eternally thankful for her thoughtfulness. She was actually going to be looking after Teddy while he was at school, taking him with her as she went looking for snorkaks, which apparently were quite fond of children, especially babies. He would have been worried if it were anyone other than Luna, who he trusted with his life. If something came up, Harry supposed he would either have to stay home with the baby or take his chances having Teddy at school.

In the isle next to Harry and Luna, Jacob was knocked out of his daydream about Harry in a tuxedo, eyes bright and smile brighter, by Teddy's name. Teddy? Who's Teddy? An ex lover? A rival for Harry's heart? Well he couldn't just sit around waiting for this Teddy to swoop in and steal his perfect, innocent angel from him! He needed a game plan! And better conversation starters!!

"I think you should give this Jacob a chance. At least as a friend. Anyway, I would prefer if you traveled in pairs at this school of yours. Wrackspurts seem quite attracted to those who travel on their lonesome this month." Harry was once again surprised at Lunas' mature nature. Of course she had been this way since the war had ended, but every now and again he was reminded and it made him even fonder of the little blonde.

Jacob focused all of his mental thoughts into waves, trying with all his might to convince Harry through thought alone, seeing as he didn't want to almost give himself away again, while ignoring the strange girls last comment.

"Alright. I guess we'll have to wait and see what happens tomorrow, eh?" YES! YES! YES! Jacob was on cloud nine. And as soon as he saw the adorable, lop sided grin on Harry's face, he knew he couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Likie? I'm taking a chance with the whole Teddy thing. I know its getting cliche, but I wanted to give a little motivation to Jacob, plus I found the misconception hilarious. Also, I was really annoyed by the fact the Harry didn't raise Teddy. He's his godfather! And it would have been so adorable!

Anyway, review if you liked it. :)