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Harry sat alone up in his room while most of the rest of the family fawned over Edward's new girlfriend. He wanted to like Bella, really he did, but there was just something about the girl that rubbed him the wrong way.
Edward had run to Alaska for a little while after the first class he'd had with the girl who turned out to be his singer, but had since returned and was now dating said girl. His brother seemed smitten with her, and she seemed to just eat up the attention she was getting.
The family all seemed to love her too, mainly because of what she meant for Edward. Well, most of the family loved her, Jasper and Rosalie couldn't stand to be around her, Jasper because he had to constantly try not to drain her, and Rose because…well, Rose didn't like anyone.
Ron and Hermione were also distant, but that was more because they were able to pick up on his feelings of the girl. They did tri to give her the benifit of the doubt though.
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Harry walked through the store, looking for the things on his mother's shopping list. Esme had been busy in her studio, so he'd offered to do the grocery shopping for her. She'd been more than happy to let him go, and had quickly written out a list for him. He really didn't know why she felt the need to write out a list, he was the only one who would eat it anyways.
"Need help with that?" He felt a body pushed up against his back, and felt the thrill that ran through his body. He watched as a russet colored hand grabbed the box he'd been trying to reach while cursing his lack of height.
"Thanks," He turned to take the box from the person, and promptly forgot how to speak when he looked into the kindest set of brown eyes he'd ever seen. He was kicking himself for not thinking of anything intelligent to say, and hoped the other boy would help him out.
"I haven't seen you around here before, I'm Jacob by the way." The boy held out his hand for him to shake, and Harry gladly accepted it. It was odd shaking the hands with someone whose hand did not feel like a block of ice.
"I'm Harry, and my family moved here about a year ago, my mum just does all of the shopping." Harry smiled at the other by, before pushing the cart down the aisle. He had a hard time fighting back his smile when the boy chose to walk with him, and wondered what it was about the boy that had him feeling so safe with him, he usually only felt like that with his family. "So what about you, what are you doing here?"
"I was helping my dad with the grocery shopping." Jacob said, before looking around the store, and Harry figured he was looking for his father. He figured they'd found him when Jacob started off toward an older man sitting in a wheelchair. "Sorry I wandered off, I was helping Harry here get something off the top shelf…seeing as he can't reach it and all."
"Please tell me you're going to go with something more original than short jokes, I'm pretty sure my sister Alice and I have heard them all." Harry rolled his eyes and playfully shoved the teen. He turned to look at the boy's father, and held out his hand to introduce himself, "I'm Harry, Harry Cullen." His eyes widened in shock when the older man's grip tightened on his hand. He nervously pushed some hair behind his ear with his free hand, then brushed it back over it again when he saw the older man's gaze fall on his ears, or more precisely the pointed tip of his ear.
"Billy Black." The older introduced himself, and Harry tried to smile at him, but was having a hard time hiding his nervousness. "You about ready to go son?" Billy turned to Jacob, and Harry knew he was being told to leave, so tried to sneak away without drawing too much attention to himself.
"Dad, quit being rude." Jacob said through gritted teeth, "Harry, would you like to come over for dinner sometime." Jacob was practically tripping over himself to get a positive answer from Harry, all the while trying to ignore his dad who was trying voice his own protests, it was almost as if the boy were bipolar.
"I don't think that would be such a good idea," He tried to avoid looking at the older man, as he turned to finish his shopping, wondering where the happy go lucky teen who had helped him had gone. "I should really get going anyways, but it was good meeting you." He turned to leave, but Jacob grabbed his arm, and he could feel the heat of the boy's skin through his clothes. "Are you alright?" He asked, putting his hand on the boy's forehead, "You're burning up."
That seemed to get the attention of the boy's father, who grabbed the boy's arm, "We need to go, he seems to be coming down with something." Billy seemed to know what it was, but didn't want to say anything, "I will have him call you, I have your father's number." Harry nodded, feeling sorry for the other boy.
He watched as the two of them hurried off, all the while knowing that the call probably wouldn't come.
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He rolled his eyes when he heard Bella's annoying laugh coming from outside as he walked in with his arms ldawned with groceries. "Why didn't you call for help?" Rose sounded exasperated as she relieved him of most of the bags and helped put them away.
"Thought everyone was outside." He shrugged, and looked up as his dad came out of his office. Walking over to the wall of windows in the kitchen, he glanced down to see Ron and Emmett wrestling, while the others stood by watching and laughing, Jasper and Hermione separated from Bella and, in doing so, the rest of the family.
"Not all of us." He glanced toward them, and flashed a smile as he moved to help put away the groceries. "I received an interesting call from Billy Black just now, said he and his son ran into you at the store."
"His son seemed to be getting sick, was everything ok?" He asked, hoping his dad wouldn't be mad at him for talking to them, he'd been warned that the members of the tribe didn't like them.
"I'm sure everything will be fine, and Billy agree's with me. He did want to apologize though, and asked that you come for dinner." Harry smiled at the prospect, but it faded when his mother's voice cut in.
"Absolutly not!" He turned to see her and the rest of his brothers and sisters standing in the doorway. His eyes met Bella's confused ones, and he had to look away. Instead he looked to his mother, ready to plead with her to get him go.
"Isn't he like really an adult or something, does he really need permission?" Bella whispered to Edward, though everyone heard her, and Esme actually turned to glare at the girl, while Edward quickly sushed the girl.
"I told Billy that it was alright, but that you and I would be accompanying him along with Ron and Hermione, and Rosealie and Emmett." He knew there were only three Wolves, and wondered how his dad had gotted Mr. Black to agree to having so many of them there. What ever it was he was glad for it as he saw his mother softening to the idea.
"Billy said his cousin and the man's partner would be joining them as well." Carlisle informed the group, and he paid close attention to how his family reacted to the news of the gay couple. Surprisingly it was only Bella who wrinkled her nose.
"But why don't all of you go, I mean most of you are already going to be there." Bella was really starting to get on his nerves, but he didn't have to say anything about it, that's what Rose was for.
"Why don't you just mind your own buisness." Rose snapped at the girl, ignoring Edward's glare. "Why don't you take the mortal home, so we can discuss this as a family." She sneered at Bella, even as Edward glared back at her.
"I think Bella should be allowed to stay." Edward ground out between clenched teeth.
"This is family business, and wether you like it or not, she is not family." Jasper backed Rose up, and Harry noticed the way Bella looked to Alice for help. "Our number one priority has to be Harry."
He knew the moment Bella realized Edward was going to agree with his family by the anger that took residence on her face. "I already know the family secret, I don't see the big deal if I stay for this."
"Because you are not family." Rose punctuated every word, and while Harry wanted to step in and say it was ok to just tell the girl to back off, and to just include Bella. He knew they couldn't though, knew that if she turned out to be untrustworthy and word got out about him being an elf instead of a vampire that others would come after him to hurt his family.
"I will take Bella home, then we can talk about this meeting." Edward said as the lead a seething Bella from the room. When the heard the car pull away they all looked to Carlilse for an explanation.
"Billy's son went through the change earlier and faster than the rest of the boys, and they want to test a couple of theories." Carlisle started the explanation once Edward had returned. "The first theory is that it is because he was descended from the first alpha." It was clear to the rest of them that he didn't think this was the most likely scenario.
"Just great." Edward growled before muttering under his breath, and Harry couldn't help but wonder what he heard in their father's thoughts. Apparently he wasn't the only one as he felt him mother's arms close around him and hold him close.
"The other theory is," he gave Edward a stern look to shut him up, "that he met his imprint, and it triggered his change and sped it up." He looked directly at Harry as he said this, which seemed to clue everyone into what he was thinking.
"And they think I might be his imprint, his mate?" He knew they could heat the disbelief in his voice, but wondered if they could hear the hopeful tone. He was surprised to hear Edward's growl, and looked around the room to see if the others were mad that he was gay, and was met with mostly shocked expressions. Glancing at Ron and Hermione, he was relieved to see the slight smiles on their faces, as well as the one on his father's face.
His mother's arms tightened around him, "If he is his imprint, we'll have to find out what he likes to eat." She kissed his cheek when he relaxed into her arms.
"Better start preparing our 'You better treat our baby brother right' speeches...just in case you know." Emmett's words and smiles that appeared on the rest of his siblings faces helped him relax even more. He just wished Edward could be happy for him.