Little Wizard
by Kiamii
Chapter Four "Magic and Muggles"
Warnings: There is no sexual content in this story that is rape. So don't skip a part in this chapter because you THOUGHT it was rape. I hate rape and therefore I wouldn't write that rubbish.
They were so high up!! It was amazing and Harry ignored the feeling of his ears popping as he looked out the window, standing on his seat. It was amazing how they could be with the clouds like that.
"Harry, don't stand in the seats sweetie, you might fall." Alice chimed gently as she lifted Harry up and swiftly cuddled him into her lap. Harry squirmed and smiled at his mummy, relishing in her comforting arms around him. He peeked next to him and saw his daddy talking with Emmett who was one seat over and looked really large in his seat. Rosalie was listening to music and behind her was Bella, Edward, Renesmee, and Jacob. Esme and Carlisle were behind Harry's row of seats. Harry giggled as Edward stood up and effectively bumped his head on the ceiling, he was just so tall and big.
"Serves him right," Alice whispered to him, maneouvoring Harry to lay his head on her shoulder and his body to be wrapped in her arms. Harry smiled brightly, remembering the prank that Emmett had pulled that caused Alice to buy them an area on the plane with the least people to torture and the ceiling was at its lowest. The aisle was also impossible for him to move in what with his bulky muscles and large frame.
The prank had been almost simple. Emmett had dyed Alice's favorite blouse, black when it had originally been white. Alice had found out of course... after she had gone looking for the top. Her, being the fashion freak she was, had screeched loudly that even Harry could hear from outside, and had tried to maim Emmett. Finally calming down to a thoughtful level, Alice had then left the punishment to Harry for Emmett. Therefore, Harry had to come up with one and was still thinking about it. He originally wanted to make Emmett eat Harry's favorite food to see what Vampires did but, he decided he should try something else. Wait! Maybe he could...
"Mummy I thought of Uncle Emmett's punishment." Harry said with a bright grin. Alice raised an eyebrow and since Jacob was nearby, she couldn't see so she found herself curious for the first time in a good while. Harry whispered it to her even though the family could hear and Emmett's eyes widened in horror.
"I agree with Harry, dear." Rosalie said with a "sweet" grin for Emmett had pranked her just last night, almost wrecking her favorite car of all. NOBODY (not even her beloved) messed with her and her cars.
"But, baby, you know I didn't mean to." Emmett said with puppy eyes.
"You heard him Em. No 'playing' with your wife until we return from this london trip." Alice said with a grin, emphasising the word playing. Harry was grinning in her lap, though he was clueless to the hidden meaning behind his own words.
"Where did you get the idea, kiddo?" Jasper asked with a raised eyebrow. Harry giggled as Jasper poked his stomach.
"Uncle Em always likes to be loud when he goes to play with Auntie Rose like you and mummy do only you're quieter." Harry said with an innocent smile that was genuine. Edward nodded his head subtly to Jasper and the others to let them know Harry really only thought that all the couples were playing a game in their rooms when they were... intimate. Alice bit her cheek to keep from laughing and she placed a gentle kiss on her son's forehead, where the lightning bolt scar was placed. Harry bent his neck backwards to peer at his mummy and he gave her a grin before resting his head on her neck and putting his thumb in his mouth, his eyelids beginning to droop.
"Try to get some sleep before we land, baby." Alice whispered gently to him. Harry let himself begin to drift as she hummed a lullaby that she had created for him one night a few days ago upon finding Harry in a fit of nightmares from his time at the Dursleys.
I find myself completely lost,
without that shining light.
Now a brightly lit candle
Who is the one,
that guides me through the night,
the one I call my angel.
He tells me at night,
I'll never sleep in fright.
For if I do and am scared,
he'd hold me and I'd always feel
how much he cared
for me.
When I'm Hurting and crying,
and I try to hide from others.
But, when I'm seeking
a hand to hold like my mothers,
I find my guidance there,
to lead me away,
if only to tell me;
It'll be okay.
The words were softly sang to him in a slow and then dragged rythm that always made Harry able to keep up. The lyrics themselves surprised Harry, for he had never heard something of the like. They were so different from the Rock-A-By-Baby song that Aunt Petunia sang to Dudley in her shrilly voice when they were smaller. His mummy's voice was gentle, flowing, and like a stream. Jasper placed an arm around her shoulder and the other hand held onto Alice's, holding their son in their arms together. Harry's steady flow of breaths were enough to tell them that he was fast asleep and in peace.
"I wonder what his nightmares are always about, those rotten humans who hurt him probably." Jasper sighed, rubbing Alice's shoulder. Alice leaned against him more than the back rest and the two sat there, content to watch their son sleep away the flight.
"Because Remus Lupin is a werewolf, I can't expect anything with this..." Alice admitted, biting her cheek. Edward came over to them and sat in Harry's spot.
"Even if you can't, it'll be alright Al." Edward assured her, having read her more... concerned thoughts. She couldn't see the future because Jake was nearby and that they were headed towards a werewolf. She had been able to see a flash of a vision of Carlisle and Harry's conversation because Jake and Nessie had gone out to the woods for a few minutes to do what they wished. She had been able to catch a glimpse of a rather odd old man with a purple gown on his frame, appearing at a shabby house that she could only guess would belong to the werewolf. Asking Carlisle last night, she had found it true considering the Lupins had lived in the house she had described, long ago. Alice looked at her brother and gave a small smile before she returned her attention to Harry. Her sweet little Harry. Only a week and a half or so had passed since she had been the one to choose to adopt the boy and raise him as her son. He was her baby boy now, something she hadn't ever considered possible for a vampire like her. She couldn't give birth to children after all, so to be able to take care of such a small and loving little human boy made her happy, like Bella when she had given birth to Nessie. Rosalie had let Alice take the chance, for some reason that Alice couldn't fathom and Edward couldn't find out because Rosalie blocked him out of that thought by thinking of intimate images with Emmett.
Jasper felt startled by a feeling of fright emitting itself from his son and he moved Harry into his lap and sent calming waves to the boy, rocking the little boy gently to and fro, hoping to pull him from his nightmares.
He had no idea that Harry was dreaming of that night. The night when Vernon had taken it farther than his belt.
He had been sitting in the kitchen, about to go to his cupboard, when a drunk Vernon had stumbled into the kitchen and spotted him immediately, tipping to the sides.
"BOY!" Vernon had bellowed loudly, spit spraying everywhere in forms of lumps. Harry had gulped and had quickly tried to run but, had been caught. Vernon had yanked at Harry's shirt and ripped it apart, leaving the boy's chest exposed. Horrified, Harry could only watch as Vernon Dursley brought out some kind of pole, and began to slam it across the small boy's chest. Harry could never remember another time when he had been in such pain. He felt like he was going to die at any second as the thing pounded at him with such a force that he was black and blue.
He thought it couldn't have gotten any worse but, it did. Vernon had grabbed the pan from the kitchen, from leftover food. There was grease in it.
Harry awoke with a snap and he choked on a sob as he shivered violently, remembering the horrible night. The burns on his chest were nearly invisable and Harry didn't know how he was able to hide them so well from his new family. The grease from the stove had been thrown on his exposed chest and Harry had screamed loudly, feeling the worst pain of all. It had luckily snapped Vernon out of his drunk state and the man grunted, staring at Harry in disgust before he looked nervous as Harry had continued screaming. Harry wondered if it had been his "freaky" thing that had saved him from death that night, especially with those vicious burns on his chest that were finally fading.
"Shhh, it's alright. It was just a nightmare." Jasper whispered, rubbing circles into Harry's back. Weeks ago, if he had been told he'd be sitting on a plane to london to see a werewolf, and comforting a tiny boy who was now his son, he would have laughed in the face of whoever told him. Now though, he was finding it surprisingly easy to manage. Ever since Alice had wanted Harry, Jasper had not once regretted adopting the boy to be his son. He loved the small 4-year-old raven-haired, emerald-eyed boy that was shy and quiet, something he had been as a child himself.
"Daddy." Harry murmured, wrapping his arms around Jasper's neck. The vampire looped his own arms to wrap around Harry's waist, hugging him to his chest. Harry seemed to be comforted by his embrace and he smiled at Jasper, although it was weaker than usual. Jasper frowned lightly.
"You feeling okay kiddo?" Jasper inquired, poking Harry on the nose. Harry's response was to leaned into Jasper, nodding his head slightly. Jasper sighed and turned his head to catch Alice's adoring smile. Jasper smiled back.
It was hours later that found the Cullen Family plus Jacob, at a shabby 2-story building that looked rather old indeed.
"This is the place I saw." Alice stated, having left Harry at the hotel with Emmett and Rosalie. The boy was in midst of taking a nap and would soon wake if they didn't hurry about.
Carlisle was the one to knock and with in minutes, came face to face with Remus John Lupin. The first thing Carlisle did was raise an eyebrow, finding that so much had changed in the once toddler. His hair was more grown and stubble could be seen on the man.
"May I help you?" Remus asked. Carlisle noted that there was no scent of disgust from the werewolf, unlike Jacob.
"We need your help sir." Jasper said, almost pleading with Remus. The man hesitated before allowing them in first. Carlisle walked up to a picture frame he spotted and picked it up gently. He could see three teenage boys sitting on a bed and grinning madly at the camera. One had black hair and a doggish grin on his face, while another had to have been Remus. Between the two was someone that caused Carlisle to start.
It was Harry's biological father, that he could bet. The teen was exactly like Harry with the exception of age and eyes.
"Sir?" Remus started.
"This man, in the middle, looks like my grandson is all." Carlisle said truthfully. Remus' eyes widened and he stammered.
"Harr-ry!?" Remus stuttered. Carlisle nodded and Remus felt faint but, did not collapse.
"Mr. Lupin, I'm Harry's adopted father and this is my wife, Alice." Jasper said, extending his hand and Remus took. The two froze as they felt each other's opposite hands.
"Vampire," Remus breathed out loud. Carlisle's eyebrows both quirked upward in surprise that Remus knew right away. Jasper nodded, feeling surprise from everyone.
"This here is Jacob who is a werewolf, though he can change at will at any given time and keep his mind." Carlisle stated. Remus gave a start and stared at Jacob who demonstrated.
"Mr. Lupin, we need your help with Harry. We don't know why but, he seems to have these powers that lets him do things that I've hardly seen before." Jasper whispered, biting his cheek.
Remus looked at the teen vampire, studying the man who was now his surrogate nephew's father. He didn't know why but, he believe everything and he even felt that he could trust them. They had Harry after all. The werewolf nodded.
"Tell me... Have you ever heard of magic?" Remus began.
Author's Note: I hope this was enjoyable and yes, that memory had not been rape. I don't like it and even though the scene almost screamed rape, well I just tricked you all. Remus is now in the picture and next chapter, the Cullens find out about the Wizarding World!