A/N: I need a really nice BETA. Like really.
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Jacob was the first one out of his class, attempting to look casual as he tried to hurry his way to Edward's class, which was a floor away. Despite the heavy traffic of teenagers slowly walking in the halls, the wolf managed to catch his imprint just as he was about to leave his classroom.
"Oh, hey Jay," Edward greeted when he saw Jacob. Jacob did not return the greeting, instead looking to see who waved back
"Jacob? I said hey," Edward said unsurely. He was sure the Quileute werewolves had an excellent sense of hearing. "Didn't you hear me?" he asked. Jacob's heart started beating faster as he realized that Edward's body was in such close distance to him.
"U-Uh…I, uh…" Before he could reply, however, an arm was slung over his shoulders, making him snap out of his daze.
"Emmett." He greeted shortly, before he tried to pry off the man. The burly vampire's arm kept him from leaving, however. He growled lowly. "No need to be so stiff with me, wolfie." He chuckled as they started to walk.
Jacob attempted to separate himself by discreetly elbowing Emmett to no avail, earning him strange looks from other students. An amused chuckle came from the burly vampire, the light tickle on his side. "I don't need your crappy jeep. I have my bike—"
"Which can go on the back of the pickup." Edward interrupted Jacob's tirade. "I was going to ask if you wanted to go to Fork's shopping district and uh…hang out. It's why Emmett offered a ride."
"Alright…" Jacob said warily. "But with him?"
"It's my car," Emmett grinned. "I have to drive since technically, Edward isn't legal enough to drive yet. In human eyes, anyway."
"Please, Jay?" Edward smiled crookedly, making Jacob grin.
"Okay then," he sighed, he knew he couldn't ignore his imprint's request. Especially when he calls him 'Jay'.
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"A movie theater? I think I've been to one of those before, Draco." Harry huffed as he drove through the intersection.
Tonight was one of those nights that Draco liked to arrange for just the two of them; no homework or anything to worry about, just some much needed bonding time. A Tonight the blond decided that they were going to see a human film together in a cinema, something he had yet to experience.
"You may have been to one, but I haven't! Been too busy tracking you down during those years, haven't I? Besides, isn't 'going to the movies' a human thing that all modern couples do these days?" he added, stressing the words 'normal' and 'modern' to his bonded. "Shouldn't we try to act like a normal, present-day couple?" he hinted.
"I don't think it's necessary for us to see a movie in order to be seen as a couple," Harold sighed, parking the car onto a parking spot across the theatre, "Especially with all affectionate gestures you give me in between our classes." Harold smirked at his bonded, his blue eyes amused. "But you are right, as usual. I don't see the harm of us going into a theatre and watching a nice movie and just not think about anything else."
Harold put the car into park and turned off the engine before he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Draco. "My dragon," he said, offering his hand.
"Stop treating me like I'm a lady," Draco grumbled but nonetheless took the vampire-wizard's hand. Harold wrapped his arms around his bonded's side as they walked towards the movie theatre, uncaring of the stares and whispers they received from some of the older citizens of Forks.
"Just so you know, you're paying for the movies." Draco remarked, turning to Harold. "The boyfriend has to pay for the dates, you know. Like in those movies I see on the telly."
"'Course, love."
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The three arrived at the small shopping district of Forks. Quaint-looking shops stood side by side along the small two-way street of Forks. It was a small area but nonetheless busy, with people walking up and down the streets and many young adults strolled along the shops aimlessly.
"Here we are," Emmett announced as he parked the car on the side of the street. It was a quiet car ride for the three of them, where Emmett tried to rile up Jacob several times. Emmett sighed when he looked through the rear view mirror. Neither Edward nor Jacob made an attempt to move; they were too busy trying to steal glances at each other. His eyes flickered electric blue as the back passenger doors swung open, which took Jacob and Edward out of their daze.
"Uh…Oh, we're here!" Edward blurted out, looking at the shopping district.
"Yes, Eddie. We have been here for about five minutes now," Emmett remarked sarcastically. "Now, get out. I have…things to do." The burly vampire said, making shooing gestures.
"Thanks, Em! I owe you!" Edward merely replied as he stepped out of the car, Jacob quickly following after him.
"So even though we've already broken up, can I still get a goodbye kiss?" Emmett grinned impishly. Jacob glared heatedly towards Emmett, who just grinned brighter.
"You are such a kid," Edward chuckled before kissing Emmett's forehead. "Now go do your possibly lecherous 'to-do list'." Edward waved, smiling at the boy. The jeep's car roared to life as Emmett turned on the engine. He saluted Jacob and Edward.
"Don't pounce him too soon, wolfie!" Emmett called out as he drove away, causing the pedestrians to incredulously stare after the loud vehicle.
Edward shook his head exasperatedly before he turned to Jacob. "Come on, Jay, Brenda's diner has the best burgers in town."
"Okay." Jacob complied.
They walked down the paved streets quietly, their bodies so close that Edward felt the warmth radiate from Jacob as if it was his own body heat. They would quickly avoid each other's gazes whenever their arms would occasionally bump against each other's. When they reached the diner, Edward opened the door for Jacob.
The diner had a cozy and inviting atmosphere to it, much like many of the shops that lined the streets. Jacob and Edward quickly moved towards one of the vacant booths in the corner.
"Get whatever you like, Jay. I did invite you after all," Edward said, gesturing to the menu.
"Are you sure? I can pay for myself," Jacob argued to no avail.
"I don't think so." Edward replied. "But maybe next time you can—" He added but stopped short when he realized what he said.
Jacob froze when he heard Edward's words. Before Edward could take back what he said, a dark-haired waitress approached their table. "What can I get you?" she asked blandly, not looking up from her notepad.
Both men snapped out of their stupor and quickly raised their menus above their faces. "Give me, uh, three orders of your hamburger combo and a large drink." Jacob stuttered, looking at the girl. Her eyes grew wide in surprise at the bulk of the order, making her look up and see the two boys seated at the booth.
"Alright then," she said as she scribbled the order down. "Did you want the fries or the baked potatoes?" she asked.
"Give him both. I'm sure he's famished," the copper-haired boy across the other replied. "And I will have a salad, please and thank you," he added quickly.
"Oh…kay then. We'll be right back with your feast—um, order," she said before she quickly retreated back to the kitchen, no doubt to tell all the other workers in the diner about the huge orders.
"Thanks again, Ed…Uh, Edward." Jacob blurted out, looking at the vampire.
"You can call me Ed, Jacob. I don't mind. As long as you don't mind me calling you Jay," he said lightly, in an attempt to dissipate the awkward atmosphere. Jacob nodded quickly. They sat at the table quietly, the tension dissipating.
"Hey, aren't you a vampire?" Jacob asked suddenly but covertly, glancing over his shoulders to see if anyone heard him.
"I think that was a given, Jay."
Jacob ignored the comment and continued. "Yeah, whatever." He rolled his eyes. "What I was gonna ask was, why are you ordering food? Aren't you supposed to hate like the taste of human food?" He asked curiously.
Edward smirked. "You sure some stuff about vampires don't you?" he asked. Secretly, he was delighted that Jacob has a lot of knowledge about vampires from his grandfather and that he actually remembered them.
He looked at Jacob's eyes and he pushed out a thought towards his mate, whose eyes widened. Edward wasn't sure if it was because his eyes glowed blue or because of the thought.
Draco, Harry's soulmate, is wicked at making potions. He managed to invent a little something that allows our tongue to temporarily have human taste buds. It's quite ingenious. The taste is something left to be said, however. Edward explained.
"Forget that! You just spoke in my head! How the heck did you do that?" Jacob whispered harshly in surprise.
Edwarsd said nothing, gazing at Jacob with a curious gaze. No matter how much he has tried, he just couldn't read the boy's mind. But he could still send thoughts. That's never happened to him before.
"The food's coming." He said as he took the fork on his table. "Haven't had a plain, old salad in a while."
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The loud sounds coming from every side of the theatre made Harold cringe. No wonder humans had a horrible sense of hearing. If they constantly exposed their ears to this sort of noise, they would be deaf by the time their forty!
"Harry, will you stop?" Draco sighed, rubbing one of Harry's thighs. The black-haired male turned to him.
"Stop what?" he replied and continued to glare at the large speakers around the huge theatre.
"I can practically hear your thoughts, you know," the blond drawled. "It's too loud in here, you think your seat is very dirty and blah blah blah." Harry huffed, annoyed that he was so transparent. Then again, this was Draco after all. He knew everything about Harold.
"Had I known you were so dead set against—"
Draco's words died down when he felt lips suddenly pressed against his own. His tense body relaxed and the frown on his face slowly disappeared, as Harold pulled him closer. He pulled away and looked at the wizard.
"Just because you're a great kisser does not mean that you can act so huffy, you old man."
"I'm sorry, Draco. I know you really wanted to experience watching at the cinemas…I'll just remain quiet here."
"No, you have to like it too," Draco sighed. "Otherwise, this whole date thing won't work! For a guy that's seen everything, you're so unaware sometimes." The blond said, rolling his eyes.
The lights in the theatre dimmed until it was gone, signaling the beginning of the movie. The audience quieted down, prompting Harold and Draco to end their conversation. Though they both knew it might continue in the car.
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"Who knew that humans were able to portray Quidditch so accurately? It looked like they were truly flying!" Harold excitedly relayed to his smug lover. When the movie started, Harold barely paid any attention. That is, until he saw the main character, Barry Totter, hop on a broom and fly after a glass ball. Then he saw the Quidditch matches. It was like being back in Hogwarts again.
"Maybe the author is actually a witch or an aware human. She was awfully creative with the stories though." Draco mused as he looked at the quaint shops on the streets with mild interest.
"Yeah maybe. You think she played Quidditch? And those bright spells! Who knew that are new spells that are much simpler to cast? Maybe I should give them a try." Harold contemplated.
"For all we know, those spells are completely bogus. What the heck is an expelliarmus?" Draco scoffed.
"Well we won't know until we find out. I'll have to pull out the old wand when we get back." He said, eyes gleaming. It has been quite a while since he had cast spells using his beloved wand. Maybe it has changed forms too.
"You are such a cute nerd, Harry."
"A…nerd? Is that not one of those people that adores technology? Dragon, I'm sure you know that technology and I simply don't work together."
"I meant in a wizard sense, Harry. You are the only wizard I know that is excited about trying out possibly dangerous spells."
"I don't know what you're on about." Harry denied, stepping on the pedal as he sped home.
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