BEACON HILLS – Monday. The Beacon Hills gang walked through the doors of the high school led by Lydia. "Well well… Look who's no longer the crazy one." said Lydia.

"We're not crazy." said Kyra. Though she was being haunted by her dead aunt who wanted to be resurrected only to steal her Kitsune powers.

"Hallucinating dead aunts…" said Lydia, then pointing to Styles. "sleep paralysis and fear of losing control of your werewolf powers, Jackson getting flashbacks of his Kanima days…" added Lydia. "Yeah…You guys are fine."

"We did die and come back to life." added Scott. "It's gotta have some side effects right."

"Lets just keep an eye out for each other till we see Deaton." said Stiles. "Lydia, stop enjoying this so much."

"What?" asked Lydia sarcastically as the bell rang.

Kyra went off to art class with Lydia, Stiles went to his locker as Scott went into history ahead of him.

Jackson, who had recently returned from London ran into school, he came out as gay only to be dumped by Lydia. Despite Lydia most of the group still accepted him back, he wasn't the nicest of people, to his surprise out of all his friends Stiles was the one who had his back. To everyone else, they seemed to be just friends, but their friendship was deeper, it was a brother friendship they share things like a love of music, art and the tragic loss of a mother. Though his father remarried to a wonderful woman, Madison Whittemore, he never got over his mothers death and has felt alone and broken ever since. Probably why he struggled and fought so much to be perfect: to get his fathers attention. Being a submissive alpha, he longs to find a dominant mate to protect him, support him and love him. Running down the hall he opened his locker to get his books, he noticed Stiles unease. "Are you ok Stiles?"

Stiles looked up at him. "I think so…Why?"

Jackson looked up and down the hall, there was no one there. "I worry about you, you look a little off."

"I know." said Stiles. "Thanks for the concern Jacks."

Jackson hated the nickname but now knowing that only Stiles calls him Jacks, that it was something just between them, he loved it. "If you don't want to worry Scott and the rest of the pack, just come to me if you feel you need to talk…" said Jackson.

"Thanks Jackson." He gave Jackson a hug. Jackson inhaled Stiels scent, he's had a crush Stiles for a while now and had decided to tell him this week. "I gotta go." Jackson patted him on the back and ran up the stairs to math.

History Class

"Good morning everyone, my name is Mr. Yukimura." said Mr. Yukimura. "I will be taking over for your previous history teacher. My family and I moved here around three weeks ago. I'm sure by now you know my daughter, Kyra, or you might not since she's never actually mentioned anyone from school, or brought home a friend for that matter." A girl in the back, banged her head on the desk. "That's her…"

The girl tried to breath in and cover up her humiliation.

The doors opened and in walked a tall young man. Almost all the girls and some boys gasped. He wore jeans, a red V neck shirt under a brown cardigan. Scott's eyes almost bugged out of his sockets, he was sure he looked like a drooling girl. "God this boy is hot!' he thought. 'Damn!' The boy in front of him was worth drooling over, his wolf was drawn to him. Stiles recognized those eyes and that mess of hair anywhere, it was his cousin Harry.

Harry now nineteen was very handsome, he had vanilla cream skin, high cheekbones, cute nose, a curious lightning bolt scar on his forehead, perfect thin lips, beautiful emerald "Avada Kedavra" green eyes that looked like living green fire behind a pair of round glasses. His eyes reflected a maturity beyond his years. His raven hair was messy and slightly longer like in his fourth year during the Goblet of Fire. He carried a backpack on his shoulder.

"May I help you?" asked Mr. Yukimura.

"Good morning." said Harry. Everyone noticed his slight British accent. Scott bit his lip, this kid was delicious. Harry gave the teacher the slip. "I'm new."

"Oh…" said Yukimura. "Welcome, Mr. Harry Potter. We're just getting started, please take a seat next to Mr. Stilinski."

"Thank you." said Harry. Everyones eyes followed him to his seat, mostly Scott. Stiles was also gawking mostly out of surprise, how he had changed, he wasn't the thin shy boy he knew from childhood. As Harry took out his notebook he gave Stiles a wink.

Later, while Harry went off to another class, Scott met Stiles at the lockers. "Maybe we need a little time to get back to normal." said Scott. "I could use some normal." He sighed. He was thinking of the new boy, his flaming green eyes that called to him.

"Yeah right." said Stiles. "Don't forget we hit the reset button on a supernatural beacon for supernatural creatures. There's a pretty good chance of things never getting back to normal." Stiles dyslexia kicked in and he started to panic. He turned to Scott who he noticed was looking at Harry on the other side of the hall who was talking to some of the students. Then, looking back to Scott his eyes were red. "Dude your eyes."

"What about them?" asked Scott.

"They're starting to glow red." said Stiles. "Stop it Scott… Control it."

"I…I can't." said Scott. Stiles took him, covering his face and took him into an empty classroom. Scott started panting, taking off his jacket, he was feeling hot as he growled "Get back, get away from me." He growled.

"Scott it's ok…" said Stiles, trying to calm him down.

"I don't know what's gonna happen." growled Scott. "Get back!" He kneeled down with pain as his claw started sliding out, he closed his hands into fists, the claws sank into his palms dripping blood. The pain helped center Scott and he slowly returned to normal. He fell onto the floor covered in sweat. Stiles walked over. "Pain makes you human…" he said.

"Scott this isn't just in our heads." said Stiles. "This is real, it's starting to get bad for me too, I'm not just having nightmares, I'm having dreams where I literally have to scream myself awake, sometimes I'm not even sure I'm actually waking up."

"Wha…What do you mean?" asked Scott, finally catching his breath. "Anything else?"

Stiles breathed in. "Lately I'm having trouble reading, like I can't see the words, I can't put the letters in order and I have a really bad feeling something is gonna happen, like something is coming for us."

"Like…even now?" asked Scott.

"Yes." said Stiles.

Economics Class

Stiles looked up from his textbook, the class was frozen in their seats. Finstock started doing sign language, Stiles started talking to him, but he ignored him and continued repeating the signs.

Stiles got up and soon the entire class started doing the sign language, it was quiet as if the world went mute. Soon he heard a loud noise and jumped up awake. Looking up it was Coach Finstock whistling his whiste. "Stilinski!"

"Aja…?" asked Stiles looking around.
"I asked you a question." said Finstock. "It was along the lines of 'Stilinski, are you paying attention back there?" he smiled sarcastically.

"Oh…" said Stiles. "Well, I am now."

Finstock sighed. "Stilinski, stop reminding me of why I drink…Every night…"

Stiles turned to Jackson, on his left, who was looking at him with concern. "I'm ok, I just fell asleep for a second."

"You weren't asleep Stiles." said Jackson.

Harry was sitting to Stiles right, his supernatural intuition sensed something was wrong. He noticed Scott motioning with his eyes for Stiles to look at his notebook. He and Stiles looked down, the page was covered with the words "WAKE UP" … Literally everywhere…

After class Harry stopped Stiles in the hall. "Stiles what is going on?"

"What do you mean?" asked Stiles.

Scott walked over. "Stiles, who is this?" asked Scott. "How do you two know each other?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." said Stiles. "This is my cousin Harry Potter."

"Really?!" asked Scott.

Harry looked at Scott and smiled. "I remember you, sort of, I only came here once or twice before but…you're Stiles best friend since forever right?"

"Yeah." said Scott, shaking his hand. "It's very nice to see you again." He was grinning like an idiot, which Harry found cute, and for a moment he totally forgot Stiles was there.

"Thank you" said Harry. He turned back to Stiles. "Now… Can you both tell me what's happening here?"

"What do you…?" asked Scott.

"Yeah, Scott… There's something about Harry you should know…" said Stiles.

"What?" asked Scott. 'I wanna know everything!'

Stiles saw the hall was very crowded. "We'll tell you tonight… Come over to my house." He turned to Harry. "You're still staying there right?"

"Yeah." said Harry. "Actually… I wanted to talk to you about that with you and Uncle John."

"What?" asked Stiles.

"Caleb and I invited our best friends to stay with us." said Harry. "They wanted to meet you guys."

"That's cool." said Stiles. "Grandma Violet already told us?"

"Oh ok." said Harry. "I just wanted to ask, I didn't want overstep my bounds and…"

"Harry." said Stiles. "We're family, my house is your house. You can invite whomever you want. Plus we're family, it's our job to overstep bounds." Harry had to laugh. Scott's wolf melted when he heard Harry laughing. 'He's so cute. I wanna get to know Harry more."

"So where are they?" asked Stiles.

"Caleb is gonna be here in probably for the weekend, he's on…assignment." said Harry. Stiles noticed that Scott noticed Harry was hiding some information. "Draco and Hermione will also be here in a day or two."

Lunch – Harry was to the library getting some books while and the gang gathered outside for lunch. Jackson was at the library finishing a book report and stared at Harry as he checked out some books. 'Who is this guy? Why is he hanging around my Stiles?'

"Ok…So what happens when a person had a near death experience and comes out of it seeing things?" asked Scott.
"And does not know what is real and what is not…" added Stiles.

"And is haunted by visions of dead relatives who want to be resurrected to steal her Kitsune powers…" added Allison.

Harry walked over, Scott heart almost jump out of his skin. "Hi Stiles."

Stiles smiled. Thankful Harry was there. "Hi." Scott tried not to look like a love struck idiot.

"May I join you?" asked Harry.

Lydia looked up at him. "And…what do they call you?"

"Harry." said Scott. His voice was soft and warm. "He's in our history class." Harry smiled at him. He looked over at Isaac who was also gawking at Harry and he didn't like that.

Isaac was eyeing Harry with pure lust. 'Yuuuuum!' he thought. 'Hooooot sooo hoot! He smells like my mate! Could he be?' He growled with lust, then he heard Scott's growl looking over Scotts eyes were pink about to turn red. 'Shit!' and tried to act normal, but he was not going to give up, he wanted to try to get Harry to notice him.

"And my cousin." added Stiles.

"Really?!" asked Lydia. "Nice to meet you. I'm Lydia, this is Isaac and Scott."

Harry noticed Scott and Isaac were looking at him like a piece of meat or the last dessert on the menu. "Nice to meet you."

Kyra also walked over. "I couldn't help overhearing what you guys were talking about, and I think I might actually know what you are talking about." Everyone looked at each other and then back at him. "There's a Tibetan word for it, it's called bardo. It literally means, in between state." She explained. "The state between…"

"Life and death…" said Harry. "Are you a witch?"

"No." said Kyra. "But my grandmother was."

"Can you help Harry?" asked Stiles. "You're into all that…supernatural mythology stuff." Scott noticed it again, they were speaking in code. Something was up. "We know we're sort of screwed, we just want to know how possibly screwed and how to get out of it if we can…"

"Sorry." said Harry. "I'm a little rusty on Beacon Hills supernatural activity." He turned to Kyra. "So, are we talking bardo, is this in Tibetan Buddhism or Indian?" He gestured for her to sit next to her.

Kyra sat down next to Hermione. "Either I guess. But everything you're saying happens in bardo. There are different progressive states where you can have hallucinations. Some you see, some you just hear and you can be visited by peaceful and wrathful deities."

Isaac's ears perked up. "Wrathful deities? What are those?"

"Like demons." said Kyra.

"Demons…" said Stiles. "Why not?"

"Wouldn't be the first ones I've faced." Harry mumbled to Stiles. Scott and Isaac heard him loud and clear.

"What?" asked Stiles mumbled back.

"Later." said Harry. He turned back to Kyra "Hold on, if there are different progressive states, then what's the last one?"

"Death." said Kyra. "You die."

Harry inhaled and turned to Scott. "I think we better go see this Dr. Deaton tomorrow. I want to hear exactly what you guys did."

After school Stiles, Harry and Scott walked down the steps towards the parking lot. "So Scott, I mentioned there was something about Harry you needed to know…" said Stiles.

"Yeah?" asked Scott.

"Can you come over for dinner tonight?" asked Stiles.

"Sure." Said Scott. "I'll see you tonight then." He gave them a quick hug, inhaling Harrys scent which was amazing and walking off to his car leaving Stiles and Harry alone. Jackson walked out of the building and saw Stiles with a hot new kid by his jeep.

Harry turned to Stiles. "Well now that we're alone…" he smiled. Jackson noticed his beautiful British accent. "Don't I get a hug?"

"Yeah!" Stiles laughed. Hugging Harry tightly. "It's so good to see you!" he said kissing the wizards cheek. "I missed you!"

Harry kissed him back. "I missed you too Stiles."

Jackson was angry. 'Of course Stiles has someone.' He thought as he stormed to his car. 'It was too good to be true.' He got into his car and raced off. He had tears in his eyes thinking he was never going to find someone just for him, his parents worked 24/7, they were always out of town on business trips and he never felt more alone. 'Why? Why can't it be Stiles?'

***Hi guys. This was fun. Remember, the italics are the inner thoughts of the characters. I thought it would be fun to stir up some friction between the characters. When a wizard arrives, magic feels it and ripples do happen. These are also teenagers who usually misinterpret things. It adds some fun tension to the story. lol PLEASE LEAVE YOUR REVIEWS. I want to hear from you. If you have questions please feel free to ask. I answer everyone.***