A/N: Okay I know it's been awhile since I last updated and I'm really sorry. During spring break I was without internet. I mentioned this in the last chapter I think? Anyways, I didn't have time to update before I left. I didn't have my computer either...all I had was my phone, but I can't imagine typing on that thing. Besides, we didn't even have cell reception most of the time either

Anyways, thank you for being patient with me.

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse, torture. Slash

Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight or Harry Potter

CHAPTER 8:::EDIT

When the bell rang, Harry was the first to stand up and exit the class room and head off to his next class. He wasn't particularly excited for Latin, but it was certainly more appealing than having two vampires stare at the back of his head throughout the entirety of class.

As he walked down the hallway he did his best to do so inconspicuously. He made sure to walk fast but not too fast, walk not to close to the center of the hall, but not to close to the edge.

He was nearly at the Latin classroom by the time he noticed the pair of eyes on the back of his neck. He felt his lip twitch a little as he restrained the urge to glare at whichever vampire it was. And he knew it'd be a vampire, because he was used to human's staring at him. It hardly bothered him anymore.

He started walking again and was chagrined to hear footsteps following after his own.

"Hadrian," The vampire called out. Harry ignored him and continued his brisk pace towards the Latin classroom."Hadrian."

Harry had to restrain the urge to roll his eyes. All he wanted was to be left alone. He could tell the vampire wanted to apologize by the soft pleading in its voice, but he wasn't in a very forgiving mood. He continued to ignore the vampire as he turned into the Latin classroom, and couldn't bring himself to be surprised when Edward followed him inside.

He gave a respectful nod to the teacher who told him he could sit anywhere he wanted to since the class only had seven students enrolled in it. "Thanks," he muttered, but he continued to wander around the room until he heard Edward sit down. Once he was sure the vampire would not move to get up he sat himself down on the other side of the room.

He knew it was petty, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was angry and he wanted the vampire to know it.

After the rest of the students had arrived and taken their seats the teacher promptly stood up and started the lesson. Harry was glad that, unlike most of his teachers that day, the man didn't make him introduce himself.

"Alright, today we're going to be going over some more common nouns." The teacher turned and started writing the words and their English translations on the board. "Take notes on this guys. It will be on the test."

Harry had to hold back a groan. He hadn't expected the muggles to be at such a low level of the language. He wasn't fluent in the language, but he knew plenty of nouns and phrases from the spells he'd learned throughout his years at Hogwarts.

He wasn't sure about the vampire because, for all he knew, the vampire was around when Latin was still a living language.

Harry took one last look at the board before deciding that notes would just be a waste of paper. He tucked his notebook in his bag and turned to look out of the window, ignoring everyone around him as he watched the rain fall in a steady stream to the ground. He let his eye scan the trees and was almost relaxed when the sight of an owl caused his stomach to jolt. He held in a gasp as he tried to make out the familiar shape of a barn owl through the haze of rain.

A barn owl with a letter attached to it's legs. His first thought was that the ministry was owling him to tell him he could go home, but he pushed that idea from his mind. They wouldn't owl him if they thought the chances of him being attacked were so high he had to move out of the country. And he also pushed aside the possibility that it could be from Ron or Hermione, since he knew the Ministry had prohibited them from sending him letters as well.

Harry's stomach got tight with nerves when he realized that whoever sent that owl was not someone he knew. What made him even more uneasy was the fact that whoever had sent the letter could have easily put a tracking charm on either the bird or the letter, which meant that they knew where he was.

"I need to use the toilet," He blurted, not really thinking and going with his gut. The teacher spared him an irritated glance, but waved him away and told him he could just leave in the future.

As he exited the classroom he quickly scanned the halls for anyone who might see him leaving the building, before he set off towards the exit. He stepped outside and looked again for people who might see him leaving, before quickly making his way into the forest. He knew the owl would follow, but he couldn't go under the overhang because he'd be spotted.

As soon as he was sure he was deep enough in the woods he attempted a wandless shield spell to protect him from the rain, but wasn't overly surprised when it didn't work. He still needed a lot of practice.

He made his way under a large tree that provided a small amount of protection from the rain. He waited for the owl to reach him, before extending his arm as a make shift perch and taking the letter. The owl seemed to get that he didn't have any treats for it and quickly flew away.

Either the person who sent him the letter didn't know he didn't have an owl at the moment, or didn't want a response.

He ran a hand across his face in a hopeless effort to rid it of some rain water before heading back to the school building with the letter tucked into his pocket. The desire to read it was itching at him, but he wasn't curious enough to open it in the rain and risk getting the ink smudged before he had the chance.

He quickly slipped inside the building, taking a moment to stomp the wetness off his shoes, before trudging back to class.

"You get lost?" The teacher asked, and accusatory look in his eyes as he looked at Harry's sopping form.

"Sorry, sir." Harry said, milking his excuse as the new student for all it was worth. The teacher just nodded at him, and a few of the students snickered. Edward was the only one who didn't seem to believe it.

Harry told himself not to care, as he sat himself back in his seat and discreetly pulled out the letter. He knew he should probably have waited until he got out of school, but the anxiety of what could happen if he didn't take care of this problem immediately wasn't letting up.

He saw Edward glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, but ignored it in favor of trying to quietly open the letter. The teacher either didn't care about the rumpling noises or didn't hear them, but eventually Harry had the parchment out of the envelope. The letter was damp, but the angular writing was still intact, and only smeared in some places.

His eyes however, quickly refocused on the contents of the letter, instead of the state of it.

Hello Hadrian,

You don't know me yet, but I think that if you give it a chance you'll find that we could be good friends. You see, I'm aware of the vampire problem here in Forks, and given that you're a Wizard, I figure it will be easier for us to take care of them together.

I could do it by myself, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to work with the famous Harry Potter. I'll be seeing you soon.

Cheers,

XJ

Harry's eyes widened as he tried to comprehend what he was being told.

XJ.

XJ knew who he was. He knew the Cullens were vampires. And he was just another person who wanted to meet the Harry Potter.

Harry felt frustration build in his chest at the thought of yet another person only talking to him because he was famous. Another person assuming he'd help them because, 'that's what Harry does."

He shook his head, but it didn't do much to rid him of anger. He'd outgrown his hero complex during the war when he was forced to detach himself from the people around him. He'd had to learn that he'd never be able to save everyone because he simply would never be powerful enough.

Taking a deep breath he tried to focus on what his next move would be. XJ had to be real. No one who was simply joking with him would go through the trouble of finding him and sending him an owl if they weren't serious.

But if XJ was real and he was serious, then that meant he'd have to warn the vampires. Despite his dislike for them, they hadn't done anything wrong as far as he could tell. And if he didn't tell them, the blood would still be on his hands since XJ had implied that he'd kill them whether he helped or not.

The only major problem was he was being forced to take a side. If he helped the Cullens he had no doubt XJ would try to kill him too, and if he helped XJ he'd be killing relatively innocent creatures.

He sighed and slumped down into his seat.

When the bell rang ten minutes later, Harry was the first one out of his classroom and down the hall. In fact, he was in such a hurry that he failed to notice the shortest vampire until he had bowled her over.

He wasn't overly surprised to see that she didn't look angry in the slightest, though judging from the looks of passerby's they were certainly expecting someone to get maimed.

"Sorry," He murmured.

"It's no problem. You don't weigh enough for it to hurt." The girl said lightly. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Does anyone?" He snorted, picking himself up from the floor and offering a hand. He may not like Alice Cullen, but so far she was the most 'human' of the vampires.

"That's a good point." She said, taking his hand. She threw a quick glance over her shoulder and that's when Harry noticed that Jasper was standing rather awkwardly by the door to the men's room. "Would you like to have lunch with us, Hadrian?" She asked.

Harry felt his eyes go wide. It would be a good opportunity to inform them of what was going on, and it was in a crowded area so they couldn't kill him. But he also was not in the mood to deal with this right now. In fact, all he really wanted to do was fall asleep and avoid his problems for once.

"Sorry. I already have something I was going to do during lunch." He lied. "But I do need to talk to your family later." He added before he could stop himself. He knew if he didn't, he would avoid telling them until it was too late.

"Oh, okay," Alice chirped. "Well, would you like to come to our house after school?"

"I can't. I've got plans with Bella." He lied again, but this time he made sure to walk away before she could respond. He was sure they would find him later, but for right now he didn't want to deal with setting up secret meetings. He'd had enough of that during his Hogwarts days.

He was happy she didn't seem inclined to catch up to him as he exited the building, foregoing lunch in favor of wandering the woods. The rain had stopped for the moment, though drops still fell from trees on to his head as he made his way into the woods.

He wasn't sure why he was so drawn to the woods in Forks, though he supposed it may have something to do with the fact that, aside from himself, no one else ever seemed to walk the trails there.

And it gave him time to think, which it sounded like he was going to be needing to do a lot of.

He was alone with the XJ situation; he wasn't allowed to contact the wizarding world. They had said that they would be monitoring him and that if something was wrong they would fix it. Not that he really believed them, but whenever he asked the Ministry for anything, it always seemed to backfire on him.

And the XJ situation also meant that he had to know more about vampires and krusnik, and their history. And that meant he would have to talk to the Cullens. He withheld a groan as he slumped against a giant oak, not caring if his back got drenched with the left over rain water.

Another thing he now had to do was analyze which of the Cullens he could trust and which ones he should steer clear of.

He knew the Cullens were a clan of seven, but he'd only met the five that could pass for teenagers. Esme and Carlisle Cullen were still a mystery, aside from what he'd learned from Bella, which basically consisted of the knowledge that Carlisle was a doctor and he and Esme took in all of the other vampires.

The 'younger' vampires weren't exactly easy to figure out either, especially since he'd been purposefully avoiding them. However, he knew that Edward had some kind of mind ability that allowed him access to people's thoughts, which meant that Edward was definitely not getting on Harry's list of vampires he could actually work with.

Alice and Jasper were a pair, it seemed, though it struck him as odd. They were both likable enough in different ways, but something about Jasper made Harry uncomfortable. And to be honest, he wasn't sure he could trust Alice either because she seemed like the type to spill secrets without even knowing what she was doing.

Emmett and Rosalie were also a pair, but Rosalie seemed very calculating and intelligent while Emmett was almost definitely more brawn than brains. And there was something about Rosalie that made hi want to like her, though he couldn't place what it was.

He grumbled, shaking his head to clear away the annoying thoughts, before straightening and walking away from the tree and back towards the school.

He studiously ignored the thought that bothered him most, which was how XJ knew his name. Because if XJ knew his name, then they could easily find death eaters and alert them of his current location.

He felt his shoulders tense as his gut filled with nerves.

A/N: As usual tell me of any grammatical or spelling mistake or if I totally messed something up. I'm searching for a beta still, but until then I appreciate you guys helping me out. I hope you like this chapter. Hadrian's can't get one thing solved before something else is thrown in his face. Anyways, I hope you liked it.