AN: Hey! Sorry this took longer than usual. I think every chapter after this will take longer than usual. I was reading Physics and The Lightning Thief while making this chapter and I'll be reading Introduction to Trigonometry and The Sea of Monsters while making the fifth chapter. I hope you like this chapter! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight.

Chapter 4

A Visit to the Quileutes

Edward walked over to his car, hands in his pockets. He was thinking about Harry. Ever since he realized that he couldn't read Harry's mind, he wondered if Harry was the same as Bella. It felt as if a brick wall prevented Edward from entering Harry's mind.

There was a lot to wonder about Harry. The most obvious thing was that Harry was his mate. Next would be his scent. Even Jasper was comfortable with it. It was quite a relief for Jasper that at least one human was safe. That he won't be attacking this one human. Moreover, Harry was Edward's mate. Jasper didn't want to hurt him or else Edward would go to the Volturi and—just take a second walk into death's arms. How he knew? Edward once shared his contingency plans with Carlisle and privacy wasn't really something that's present in the Cullen house. Anyway, another thing that was quite different about Harry was his brick-protected mind. And then, when Bella's eyes showed her emotions, Harry—oh, he plainly showed his emotions but…it's like there's something he's holding back. He might look adorable but there's this hurt Edward saw sometimes in Harry's eyes when they talked a while ago. It would come suddenly but it would go as suddenly as it came. He's so—frustrating! It's like Harry's open yet unopen.

Edward grimaced as he got into his car

I've got plenty of time to figure it out.

Harry ran to his car. He was being pursued by a boy named Mike. Mike was in Harry's Art class. He was cute—but not Harry's type. He acted like a puppy, for Merlin's sake!

As Harry neared his Bugatti Veyron, he noticed that Edward was in the silver Volvo that Harry had parked next to. Harry waved but Edward didn't wave back. When Harry squinted, Edward looked deep in thought. Harry decided not to bother him anymore.

Harry got into his car and started it. As he heard the engine start, he slumped onto the driver's seat. His first day had its good and bad points. The bad points were getting late and meeting such annoying people. The good points… well, Harry could only think of one thing—the Cullens. But, as much as they were friendly, they were also peculiar. There was something about them that's… inhuman.

Well… that would be one thing to talk about with the Quileutes. Harry was driving to La Push. He promised Billy Black that he'd come to have dinner there. Harry couldn't wait. He liked the Quileutes. He got along with them. He especially liked Leah. They connected instantly when they first met and they became friends. She became like a sister to him, actually. Later on, the boys told him that Leah wasn't really friendly around them, so the whole Harry-and-Leah-instantly-becoming-friends thing surprised them. Harry only laughed at them. The guys…well, Harry had different opinions about them. First of all, he respected Sam. He was a good leader. Then, a few of the guys were nice to talk to, like Embry and Seth. Embry, because he could actually engage in a conversation like and actual intellectual. Seth, because he had lots to say that were actually interesting. Though some get irritated, Harry was just amused by Seth's stories. On the other hand, some of the guys were annoying—Jacob and Paul, especially! Why, you ask? Is there really a need to explain? Anyway, they were quite annoying… but still fun to hang out with. Generally, he really liked the wolves. Plus, they were nice. They always took him with them when they ran. Oh, yeah. Harry's an animagus. He was a stag, of course. Anyway, the Quileutes were nice enough as to actually let him pet them. Once. But still, that was enough to touch Harry and make him happy. It let him know that they trusted him and, Harry figured, sort of cared.

Harry drove down the curb and parked in front of the Blacks' house. He opened the door to get out of the car but he didn't get a chance to do that immediately. Instead, he was bombarded with hugs. And they weren't letting go.

"Can't—breathe," Harry gasped. Harry heard chuckles before he felt the hugs loosen.

"We missed ya, Harry," Seth said excitedly. Harry was coughing, taking a breath with his eyes closed. He was bending down, his hands on his knees. Upon hearing Seth, he looked up at them and playfully glared.

"Seth. Jared. Figured," he rasped. Then, he stood up and flashed them a smile. "I missed you too."

"Come on. The others are inside. Leah missed you so much. She's more excited than we are," Jared said, a wide grin on his face.

Harry raised an eyebrow at that. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Jared replied. It was like he actually believed what he was saying.

"Have you looked in a mirror, Jared?" Harry mused. Jared glared at him, understanding what Harry was talking about.

"He's serious, Harry," Seth commented.

"Yeah. She is more excited than we are. She just doesn't show it like we do," Jared said.

"Well, she is Leah," Harry muttered. "Come on. Let's go."

Harry jogged up the house and went inside, Seth and Jared right behind him.

"Hey! What's for dinner?" Harry said as he entered, grinning. He slumped down on the couch next to Leah. The wolves were watching TV. A basketball game was on.

"Sue cooked up some of her famous fish fillets while Emily baked some muffins!" Paul exclaimed happily, obviously hungry. "Nice to see you again, by the way."

"Yeah," the others chorused.

"Sounds like you're here, Harry," an amused voice suddenly said before Harry could respond.

"Hey, Billy."

"Come on, boys. Dinner's ready," Billy said, maneuvering his wheelchair back to the dining room. At this, everyone ran to the dining room. Well, everyone except Harry and Leah—who were, more or less, the sophisticated ones in the group. Or patient. That could work, too.

"It's been boring without having you to talk to," Leah said as they walked.

"You have the guys to talk to…"

"Those idiots?"

"I missed you too," Harry chuckled.

"Sit down, you two," Sue said as they entered the room.

"Those fish fillets smell phenomenal, Sue," Harry praised.

"Oh, thank you," Sue said, cheeks pink. Harry immediately took a fillet and took a bite as soon as he took a seat,

"Mmm… Tastes good, too," Harry said.

"Well, that's Sue's famous fish fillet for ya," Quil said.

"Oh, boys! Quit flattering me!" Sue exclaimed. Her face was now as red as a Weasley. Harry was smiling at Sue, silently telling her he'll stop, when he noticed something, He nibbled on a muffin—which, mind you, tasted great… he should compliment Emily later—before he asked.

"Hey, where's Jacob?" Harry asked. He only noticed it now. Jacob wasn't there with them, eating dinner. Everyone quieted upon hearing Harry's question. There was a tension in the air that wasn't there before. Sam broke the silence by clearing his throat.

"He's… you could say that he's grounded," he said gruffly.

"Why?"

"Harry, why don't we talk about this later?" Billy said. His tone demanded Harry to agree.

"Uhh—sure."

Tension stilled filled the air. And then the icebreaker was provided by the most unlikely person ever.

"These muffins taste great, Emily," Leah said as she munched on a chocolate flavored one.

"Oh… Err… Thanks, Leah."

"So, what's up with Jacob?"

Harry and Billy were on the porch. The wolves were inside, watching television again.

"He did something… immoral, I suppose," Billy sighed. Harry raised an eyebrow. Immoral?

"He—do you know the Cullen?" Billy suddenly asked.

"Yeah. I've been meaning to ask you about them. They seem… inhuman"

"They are. They're vampires," Billy revealed. Vampires, huh? Well, that did explain everything. Ice cold skin, pale complexion, Jasper's pained expression… They're eyes, though…

"Animal feeders?" Harry guessed.

"Vegetarian, they call themselves," Billy confirmed. Then, he went back to the issue concerning Jacob.

"Well… you see, one of the vampires—Edward," Harry's ears perked up at this, "He had a girlfriend named Bella. Bella came here once, to a bonfire and Jacob—he just wanted to get back at Edward. You see, he like Bella—and, no, he didn't imprint on her. Oh, and do notice I used the past tense. He liked her. That day… he was just using her—to get to Edward and he did. He got revenge. How? Well… he convinced Bella to have sex with him when he knew Edward was coming. Before you react—he didn't really need to force her into doing it. She was al for it, actually. Quite disgusting, actually. Anyway, he left her after that. We understand why he did that… but we still had to punish him. It was quite immoral, after all."

Harry was angry. Mad. Furious. The light bulb lighting the porch burst,

"You seem mad," Billy said calmly.

"That bitch," Harry growled. He didn't know exactly why he felt so angry at Bella. It could be that it's because Harry knew what it felt like to be betrayed by the one you love but something inside him… wanted to protect Edward. To hold him. To be the one who made him happy again.

"I—I need to go, Billy," Harry muttered. "I'll visit whenever I can."

"Okay, then."

"Bye."

Harry hurriedly got in his car and drove to his house. He had a lot to think about.

I can't believe that there's a possibility that I'm in love with a vampire.

When Harry arrived, he went straight to his bedroom. He figured that if, now, he knew that the Cullens were vampires, then he should let them know that he knew. And, if he loved Edward or at least wanted to stay friends with the whole lot, then he should tell them his story. Tomorrow, Harry decided.

And then, I'd find some way to deal with Bella.

AN: I personally think this chapter sucked. A lot. Anyway, I've got the next chapter planned out and there'll be some romance in either the fifth or sixth chapter since I don't know how long it would take Harry to tell the Cullens about his past… Anyway, I'll be reading The Titan's Curse and some more Trigonometry for the next chapter. Please, please, review!