Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR HARRY POTTER

A/N

Ok. So there were a few questions about the first chapeter. I will answer the most outstanding one and if you have anymore, please contact me! So you know how Harry was brought to the Cullen's house by Sam? Well this was because he used a weightless charm on sam to push him away. Sam was confused though because Harry was slow and could bleed but then how did he push him away. He had no idea what to do, only that he could smell the other wasn't a shape shifter. He didn't have any responsibility for Harry so he just took him to the Cullen's becaus eat the very least, he wasn't human.

One more addition. The wandless magic. Raven's Claw9958 pointed out the very real fact that wands act much like conductors or tamers of magic so it can be harnessed and used, therefore, if someone could use wanless magic, or magic in its most raw form, it would be more powerful and not less. I hope you just read that because the rest of the story will now continue to support this fact. Thank you again, dear!

Harry was getting ready to go to Charlie's for dinner that night and was wondering what he meant when he said his guests were a little different. He had been anticipating having dinner with the director for a long time and tonight was finally the night he was going to be introduced to his family but then why after so long did he feel like this was such a bad idea?

He couldn't pay any mind to that now even though he probably should seeing as his ignorance of his bad feelings were what usually got him into trouble most of the time. He noted a few key differences that helped ease his mind. He knew that this time, there was no hired friend that was egging him on for a grander scheme. He was doing this for himself and it wasn't like he was going to die from a bad feeling.

Harry finished brushing his hair and braided it meticulously to the side, leaving just a bit of hair out to accentuate his high cheek bones that came with his Veela inheritance. He licked his lips and smacked his cheeks to make them look a bit rosy against his pale skin. He made sure he was cleanly shaven and that his crisp black shirt was straight, rolled up to his elbows and neatly tucked into the green sweater vest he wore over it. His tight black pants completed the outfit and made him look like sex on legs but that happened every time he tried to look good.

Harry grabbed his key and his tight black leather jacket before heading out the door, not locking it behind him. He slid into the driver seat of his sleek red car and made his way to Charlie's.

Harry arrived at the door and took a deep breath. He bit his lip and lifted his hand to knock on the door of the man he had come to respect like a father and trusted friend. He stepped back to let the other open the door but the person who opened the door was not Charlie. It was a bit of a scare seeing as the man was about the size of a bear and he looked like he had the muscles to wrestle one and win as well. His eyes were a golden hue just like the girl he saw with the vampires.

Harry realized then that he was in way over his head when the other just stared at him. "Guys. I think there's another coven in town and they have a beauty that rivals even my dear sweet Rosalie." He called into the house and that's when he saw Charlie lean around the corner to see what this man was talking about. Harry gave a small wave and Charlie laughed. "Nope. He's the new man at the office. Don't just stand there, let him in." All of a sudden the door was open and there was a hand on his chin, the grip was so firm it felt as if his jaw would snap and even in the wizarding world that would be a hard injury to recover from.

Harry whimpered and closed his eyes tight and the grip was suddenly gone, leaving Harry breathless, in pain and confused. "Fuck! What the bloody hell was that? The hulk? You have one hell of a grip mate." He smiled and winced. "So is that your guest?" He gestured to the man who was getting a stern talking to from a fair woman with long chestnut hair and the visage of an angel that he had never seen before.

"One of them the rest are mixed between the sitting room and the kitchen. I can't cook so they took it upon themselves to make the meal of the night." Harry shook the others hand, his face flushing at being in his mentor's home. He looked around for a moment and walked slowly down the hall to the sounds of talking and laughter. He peaked around a corner and slowly walked into the room with all of the people in it. As soon as one caught sight of the tall green eyed man, all conversation came to a stuttering halt. The big man from before walked in with the small woman rubbing his ear. "He's fine guys." Harry laughed. "Fine? What am I a wild animal?"

Harry looked around the room until he met eyes with a certain female. He remembered her face from the night in the house after his run in with the wolf. His eyes widened when he saw recognition in the ember eyes across the room. He took a breath but could form words before she stated the words, "No. He isn't." Harry looked around and at the eyes that now pinned him to the floor. "Now wait a minute just what does that-"He was cut off by a calm but strained voice behind him and realized that with that, he was surrounded by vampires and he was screwed. "So she was right." He spoke and a blond woman looked at him strangely. "His emotions are erratic, as soon as he saw Alice he got scared but I didn't know why." Harry looked at the man and cursed. He had the mental shields of a professional but his emotions were always something he had trouble controlling.

"Apparently he's the man that Sam brought us that night." Harry's eyes bugged. "You keep that as a fucking pet?" He looked at the man who talked. He had short brown hair and an expression like he was in pain. The man… boy, snorted and nodded to the woman named Alice. "That proves it."

Harry groaned and looked behind him to see Charlie leaning against the door frame. "Charlie! Uh…" He had planned on using him as a scape goat but he couldn't think of anything to say since he almost obviously knew what was going on. "Guys. Give him room to talk." Harry sighed in relief. Charlie was giving him more than these guys were.

Harry was directed to a chair and the others sat around him in various spots, ready to pounce. "First things first, before the questions and interrogation, how about names." Harry asked, hoping he would know them since there was a directory of vampire covens in the library he had checked out and significant events that were surrounding them.

"Emitt." The big one that looked like a bear said. Harry smiled warmly at the man who was more willing than anyone else to give him an inch. "Well Emitt. My name is Harry."

Emitt introduced himself, not thinking much before he acted, as always. Before anyone had any time to react badly to his actions, this new Harry Potter fellow flashed them the most beautiful smile any of them had ever scene and they had all seen Esme smile with all of her heart. He of course had always thought his Rosalie was the most beautiful but as straight as he was, this man was stealing his heart.

Alice knew that this man was different and unexpected. He was a wild card and that was dangerous but she couldn't help the pull she felt when he smiled. She could feel her heart strings stretch with his lips and with every word out of his mouth a sweet string was plucked.

Jasper had felt the fear of this new fellow but he also knew the beauty of this creature was far beyond any southern belle he had ever encountered. He could sense the gratefulness he felt towards Emitt and a stab of jealousy pierced his heart. He felt his past through his emotions and how he felt things and became sad. And overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with the urge to hold him and comfort him and love him.

Edward was entranced. He could not be blinded by the others thoughts since he couldn't see them for some reason but he didn't care. He saw the beauty of the person that was revealed to him in all his presence. He felt the others posture lure him in. Every curve of the others body called to him and his lips. Oh, his lips. They made him fall in love all over again. He wanted those lips like he craved the blood of the living and it was fatal. He knew he was done for.

Rosalie licked her lips. This man that had waltzed into their party had struck her like lightening. His shape, his being, his allure all told her that this was her dream. She wanted this man's babies. He was the one she had been looking for all along and it was he who she was destined to spend her forever with and she just had to have him.

Esme had known Carlisle for longer than she had known anyone in her existence and she held him very close to her heart but this man… This man took all of her good intentions away and made her feel alive again. She felt like she had a heart that beat but it only beat for this man and oh, if she were able to see that smile again, she would trade an eternity to keep it.

Harry had seen the transformation in Emitt when he smiled and looked around. He groaned. He had forgotten in his haste to gain the favor of one of the coven to suppress his pheromones that acted sort of like accidental magic in that it shapes to the Veela's will.

Harry knew that the smell was already in the air so he cast a small wind charm to blow it through one of the cracks in the doors or windows. He stopped the production of his love pheromones and looked around. Some were blinking, some were lost in thought but most were looking at their significant others with guilt. Harry felt that it was his responsibility to now explain to them that they all aren't going to have an affair.

"Calm down. What you felt was not really what you feel." (Rosalie) was the first to speak up with confusion and a little bit of anger written on her face. "How does that even make any sense?" Harry glared at her for a moment before he looked at the others. "I am going to explain to you first what just happened. And none of you can pull any of that 'well it didn't happen to me' bull shit because I saw all of you look at me the exact same way." He looked at every one of them intently and if they could, they would probably be blushing with shame at the moment. He looked at Alice since she seemed the most opened mined at the moment. "I am not your enemy nor am I a threat."

The vampire named Emitt rolled his eyes and turned to glare at Harry. "You don't think we've heard that before? Half of the shit we get into is because we trust people who say that... so why should we believe you?"

Harry looked at Emitt who made a good point but it seemed the majority just wanted to know what happened before anyone did anything. "We will get to that. What you just experienced was called a call or a siren if you will. I am using that word because I am sure it is something you all are more familiar with though not to be confused with the actual creature that lures sailors to their deaths." He paused momentarily to make sure he had everyone's understanding.

"I am what you guys would recognize as a succubus and what you felt was my pull. I understand that all of you are vampires, though you all are very strange." He looked at each vampire in turn with an equally curious gaze.

This phrase was not intended to be offensive or mean in any way but as usual his feelings weren't conveyed as such and he was now sat in a chair with more than a few growling vampires around him. "Bloody hell…" he rubbed his eyes and sighed. "For god's sake! I guarantee that at least two of you know that I wasn't being malicious!" He glared at the tall quiet man who he had gathered could read his emotions and the one who looked slightly in pain that seemed to be able to gather what all the others did leading him to believe that he was most likely a mind reader but he couldn't be sure at the moment.

The growling abruptly stopped and he thought he did something right until his neck was surrounded by a suffocating grip. Could he say nothing right?! Everything that came out of his mouth seemed to just agitate these people more. "…d...di…..die…I'll…..die…." He managed to get out around the grip on his neck which loosened but didn't let go. "I am not a vampire and if you suffocate me or break my neck, I will DIE." Harry gasped out as the hand slid from his neck, leaving him to massage the blood back into it.

"For fucks sake! Why don't you let me finish a thought or maybe a fucking sentence before you start attacking me! Explain! Were you just in a war or something because you lot are awfully jumpy for a group of vegetarians who live in the boonies…" He crossed his arms, waiting for them to answer.

The girl named Alice stood up and Harry shook his head. "No. I want the mind reader. He should know what all of you are thinking." He saw everyone tense up and he let his arms fall, his right hand going to the switch in his sleeve that released his wand. It seems they took what he said to heart and he relaxed a little when they did. The boy stepped up and looked around before he spoke.

"We have plenty of questions at the moment that were brought to light through your odd way of speaking and the least of which is your ability to make people fall in love with you." He glared at Harry to which he just raised an eyebrow. This baby's glare was nothing like his old potion professors piercing looks. "One question is do you know who Aero is?"

Harry thought this was a most odd question to ask but he felt like he would give away more with his answer than the question seemed to ask. "I have no idea who this…Aero...is. I don't even recall meeting anyone with that name in passing. Can I ask why?" He inquired, hoping to get some information as well as giving it.

"We will get to that but right now we need to make sure of a few things before we tell you anything about us." Harry could understand the boy's sentiments so he decided that if he had any chance of getting information and continuing to live a rather normal life, he would have to indulge this group to a certain extent first.

Edward looked at the petite pixie girl and nodded before turning his head back to face Harry. "How did you know I was a mind reader?" Edward's glare intensified and Harry felt as if the answer to this question was even more important. He just hoped that these questions weren't going to be like drugs, getting progressively worse as they moved up. Harry looked at the girl who had outed him before he looked back.

"Well, you seem to know things without verbal or visual indication. You didn't even look at this woman-"

The woman interrupted him with a gentle voice, "Alice." He smiled softly and continued. "You didn't even look at Alice and you immediately knew that I was the man that the wolf had dropped off even though she was the only one who saw me." Harry almost cried with relief when the people around him seemed to relax and simultaneously reprimand the boy with their looks and maybe they were, in their thoughts.

Harry thought that he might be reading a little too much into it, but there was something off, like something was missing. He thought about what he was feeling while there was a silence and suddenly he realized that it was the silence that was bothering him. He looked up and saw Edward's eyes take on a faraway quality as the others in the room kind of looked about as if they were TRYING to act natural.

He looked back to Edward who was coming out of his trance just as he was about to say something and with his previous record, Harry decided that he would hold his tongue until this interrogation was over. It seemed as though they didn't like him knowing things that they haven't told him about their little coven.

"And Jasper?" Harry was directed to look at the quiet man from earlier that had a bit of a southern twang to his voice. The one who reads emotions. Harry rolled his eyes. "Guys he read my emotions about as blatantly as he could when I first walked in. He basically TOLD me how I was feeling." Harry was starting to be reminded of his old friend's stupidity at this point and it was not doing anything to lighten his mood.

Harry saw Edward go distant once again and lean his head a little as if he were listening to something as he probably talked with his family or they talked at him. Harry waited for a minute before he came back to himself and continued this unnecessarily long interrogation.

"You called us vegetarians…" He started and Harry rolled his eyes. "I am part of this world. I found it useful to know what I was dealing with. I don't know everything, but the only time when your species eyes change color like that is when you change your diet from human to animal blood." This answer didn't seem to reassure them one bit but Harry was not ready to tell them that he was a wizard that went to a school full of wizards in the magic capital of the world because there are definitely wizards everywhere.*

Harry decided that it was his turn. "So. I want to just know one thing. Where is your real leader?" He saw everyone have varying degrees of shock and confusion on their face. Harry sighed and decided to beat Edward to the punch this time. "You kept conferring with your friends here. I have known many leaders, great and horrible and the purpose of them is to take the reins. You aren't doing that." He thought about McGonagall and Snape.

When there was a quiet that lulled them, a noise suddenly jolted a couple vampires into action, two of them, the blond and Emitt, went to the kitchen while Alice and Jasper came over to him, the other boy going to the entrance way.

Alice sat down next to Harry and smiled. Harry looked to the other vampire that stood over her as if he were protecting her. "Sorry about that. We're all just a little tense what with our almost war with Aro." Harry turned his whole body to Alice and clasped his hands in his lap.

"Alice. Who is this person?" He asked. Harry felt like he was important and hoped against all hope that he wasn't another Voldemort, controlling with fear to make people believe in what they believe in.

"He is sort of like the head of our government. If you step out of line or reveal yourself to someone who isn't part of this world already, they are the ones who come to dispose of you."

Harry was just about to question who exactly 'they' were and how many more Aro's were out there when a scent hit his nose that was familiar and pulled at a part of him that he couldn't quite touch with his mind.

Harry stood and sniffed around, garnering curious looks from his conversation partners. He had smelled this scent before but he couldn't place it for the life of him, but that wouldn't trouble him for much longer. He heard voiced and soft footsteps of the people the Edward character had gone to let in and as they rounded the corner to come into the room, something snapped.

The conversation abruptly ended and the beautiful man with platinum blond hair looked at Harry, a sense of recognition in his eyes. "Victoria…"

Harry suddenly felt a snap, whiplash sort of feeling. Like something violently connected. Like the two had been connected by a loose string the entire time, and all of a sudden, it became taut when there was nothing in the way of them seeing each other.

Harry and Carlisle suddenly collapsed. Carlisle didn't lose consciousness because he couldn't. The fact that Harry still kept his wits about him actually surprised and impressed the boy. There was a fuss over Carlisle and suddenly all eyes were on him.

"It was you." Two or three of them made to attack Harry since he was still standing and only looking at Carlisle. They were stopped in their tracks when Carlisle actually panicked.

"Stop! Don't hurt her!" Harry looked at the man on the floor through the haze he was caught in with slight confusion. He didn't understand for a moment what was so confusing until he realized the others use of pronouns. He frowned and spoke slowly as if he were under the influence of an anesthetic or possibly inebriated. "I'm…. a bo…y….?" He listened to himself speak and the surprise and impress from earlier was cleanly swept away.

'I guess my wits have fled.' He looked around and suddenly his ears were ringing. Usually he could tell when he was about to pass out but this didn't sound like that type of ringing. He squinted his eyes and related the odd noise to someone dragging a knife against the grain of a metal pipe so instead of the ringing of metal, there was a screeching akin to nails on a chalk board.

He then realized that it was Carlisle's and Harry's soul giving each other a sort of feedback. Harry closed his eyes and braced for the inevitable when the sensation finally came and his whole body collapsed, dropping like a brick.

As the coven stood in shock watching Carlisle writhe as Harry's limp form fell to the ground, they all had their own thoughts, each a variation of 'what the hell just happened' and 'why do these things always seem to happen to us?'

A/N:

Ohmygosh so it's finally here! Chapter 2! Um... all I have to say is WOW. I did NOT think that my story would get so popular in such a short amount of time. I want to thank those who Favorited me as an Author as well. It really means a lot and I hope I didn't disappoint with this next chapter. The second semester has already started and I really need to do well so I'm trying my hardest. I still get continuous e-mails telling me that people are favoriting and following every day so this chapter might not be up to par but I am trying!

SELF PROMOTION

Oh. As a side note. I have started writing another fanfiction because the plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone. So if you like Naruto and Ichigo and feels and (yes I know. hush.) Harry potter. Check it out.

SELF PROMOTION

-Asterot