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NOTE: So I think I'm going to settle on concentrating more on Harry having a family instead of pairing. If I do have a pairing, I'd probably make a sequel for it instead of including it in this one, only because I realized that I want to concentrate more on Harry having a better life with the Cullens.

Chapter 5: Harry's First Best Friend

"Do you always have to cook?" Harry asked.

The house elf nodded. "Macy and the other house elves always have to cook for students and for teachers but we like cooking for everyone little Harry Potter Cullen!"

"Who cooks for you?" He continued. He was currently sitting on Remus' lap as the two waited for the rest of the Cullens to find the Great Hall.

"Macy cooks for Macy, Harry Potter Cullen sir."

"Someone else should cook for you, Macy because you cook all the time! My momma can cook for all of you!" Remus smiled at how thoughtful his cub was.

"Oh Little Harry Potter Cullen, you're too kind to the house elves," Macy wept.

Remus cleared his throat gently. "Macy, can you find the others and help them get here? They must be lost." Macy nodded with a quick goodbye to Harry. "Do you like the house elves, Harry?"

He nodded before taking a bite of his eggs. "They're silly!" Remus laughed at the boy's statement. It had been three days since they arrived at Hogwarts and everyone was settling in quite easily. The Cullens had told Remus to go ahead of them with Harry so that they could learn the layout of the castle. The werewolf had a feeling that the moving staircases were confusing them, even though their vampire speed could easily get them to the next flight. Harry was quite happy. He loved talking to the portraits and going to Hagrid's hut to play with Fang. He also loved seeing magic before him. His eyes watched every wand wave and the sound of incantations were music to his ears. "Uncle Remy, when do I get to meet Ron?"

Remus hummed as he chewed his toast. "I'm not sure, cub," He said after swallowing, "but we can ask Albus today."

"Momma said that when you visit a house, you have to bring gifts! Can we buy Ron a gift?"

He ruffled his hair. "Well actually Harry, your mother meant that you bring food, usually sweets like cookies. You don't have to worry about getting Ron a gift."

Harry frowned. "But it would still be nice. Can we get him a gift today?"

An overwhelming feeling of pride overcame Remus. "Sure, Harry. I'll ask Carlisle if we can go to Hogsmeade today." Harry nodded happily before turning back to his breakfast. "Do you know what you want to get Ronald?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know. What does he like?"

"I don't know either, Harry. Maybe he likes the same things you do."

"I can get him a football!"

Remus chuckled. "Ronald doesn't know anything about the muggle world, remember? We have to get him something from the Wizard World."

"Oh… does the wizard world have candy?"

"Yes they do. They have chocolates called Chocolate Frogs. You have to chase it around before you can eat it." Harry giggled at the notion of chasing candy around. "There are many different wizard candies. How about… Bertie Bot's.?"

"What's that?"

"It's like jelly beans but it comes in all different flavors like…" Remus grinned slyly.

"Like what?"

"Like earwax!"

Harry's nose scrunched up in disgust. "We should get him the chocolates."

Molly Weasley bustled around the house, trying to make it perfectly clean. "Bill, stop leaving your things on the floor! Percy, pick your books up and put them in your room! Charlie, why are all your dragon toys out? Fred! George, leave Ginny alone!" Ron sat with his blanket in his arms as he watched his mother run around the house in a mad dash. "You don't know when Harry will stop by with his family, so we have to keep it extra clean," she had told him. He got up, dragging his blanket across the floor and followed his mother into the kitchen.

"Mummy, can I have pumpkin juice?"

"Of course Ronald, ask someone to help you." Ron stared at her before he looking around the kitchen curiously. His father was at work so that wouldn't do. He sighed and went to find Bill. His brother was in the living room, doing his summer homework.

"Billy, can you get me pumpkin juice?"

Bill turned with a sad smile. "Sorry, Ron but I really need to concentrate on this. If I don't learn this, Snape is going to kill me when I get back to school. Go find, Charlie. I'm sure he'll help you." Ron nodded.

"Thanks, Billy."

"Sorry, Ron!"

Ron walked up the stairs carefully and opened Charlie's bedroom door. "Charlie," he called. He looked up with a smile. "Can you help me get pumpkin juice?"

Charlie gave Ron a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Ron but mum wants me to clean my room. Can you wait a bit?"

"I'm thirsty now!" The boy pouted.

"Go find, Perce."

Ron sighed before walking to Percy's room. "Percy!" Percy made no movement. "Percy can I have pumpkin juice, please?"

"Ronald, I'm reading," he snapped in irritation.

He glared before slamming the door. "Meanie," he muttered. He knew going to George and Fred wouldn't help anything so he went back down and sat down in the spot he was before. He turned to find that Ginny was now sitting next to him. "You can't help me, can you?" He asked. Ginny looked up and began giggling at her older brother. Ron rolled his eyes before a grin settled on his face. He threw an arm around his little sister and fell back on the couch with her. "I wanna play with Harry already," he told her. "Maybe then I wouldn't be so bored… or thirsty."

Ginny nodded, patting her brother's stomach. "And hung'y?"

"Yea and hungry." The two siblings laughed as Ron's stomach growled loudly.

Harry was terribly excited. After Remus and he had returned from Hogsmeade Albus had called them to his office to tell them the Weasleys would be ready the next day. Harry had never been so excited to sleep before. Carlisle and Esme were finding it quite amusing. Once morning came, and Emmett went into Harry's room to wake him up, they heard a cry of happiness. "WOAH, KID!" Emmett came running out of the room with Harry on top of his head.

"Emmett!" Esme shrieked in fear that Harry would fall.

"Someone's eager," Emmett said sarcastically as he tried to pry Harry off of him.

"Momma! I get to meet Ronald today!" Harry shouted happily as he jumped into her arms.

"Yes and they invited you over for breakfast so you need to get ready now!" She told him, rushing to the bathroom. A knock at the portrait sounded and Carlisle went to answer it.

Remus was standing there with his hands in his pockets. He was about to speak when he stopped and listened to Harry's laughter echo. "He's quite excited, isn't he?" Carlisle nodded with a laugh. "I just came to say that I'm sorry but I can't accompany you today."

"What's wrong?" Carlisle asked.

He shrugged and looked down. "Tonight is the full moon and I'm feeling a bit restless is all."

He patted his shoulder softly. "Take care, Remus."

"Don't worry, I'm sure I can trust that the wolfsbane potion Severus made should work just fine. He takes pride in his work and this is the first time he's made it. He wouldn't have given it to me otherwise."

"Unless this is some sick sort of revenge," Carlisle told him grimly.

"I'd deserve it," Remus answered miserably.

"No you wouldn't," he told his friend firmly. "It wasn't your fault at all. How were you to know what Sirius was going to do? Remember that."

Remus nodded and looked away. "Tell Harry I told him to enjoy himself. I'm sure he'll have fun with the Weasleys."

Carlisle watched him walk away before turning back into the room. They all looked up at him with question. "Is Remus okay?" Alice asked softly. "He isn't feeling too bad is he?" Before he could answer her, Harry came running out with a backpack on.

"Daddy, Mommy is letting me carry the chocolates. Is Uncle Remy coming now?"

He shook his head. "No son, Uncle Remy feels tired because tonight is the full moon. He has to stay home."

"Oh okay," Harry sighed in disappointment.

"Come on, raven," Edward said. He picked Harry up and threw him onto his back. "Put a smile on that face. You get to meet little Ronald today." Harry smiled hesitantly before gripping Edward's shoulders tightly when he saw the hat- portkey. "Hold on tight, raven," he warned before they disappeared from the room. Harry opened his eyes and took a peek of his surroundings. Everything was passing by in a blur.

"Harry, close your eyes!" He heard Rosalie scream. His eyes immediately shut as he fought an upset stomach. Suddenly, the speed began to slow and he felt the tightening in his stomach vanish. Edward landed perfectly on his feet before setting Harry down. The green-eyed boy looked up to see a red-haired woman gaping at the Cullens.

"Uh…" she began. "Now… we know about vampires but it would be best to come in. All of you standing in that huge group can blind someone." They laughed as they followed her in. "You must be Esme and Carlisle," she said with a smile. "I'm Molly Weasley and this is my husband Arthur." Arthur stood and shook their hands.

"Albus told us you've been living in the muggle world," he started.

"Oh for heaven's sake, Arthur!" Molly sighed, pushing him back down onto the seat. "This must be little Harry," Molly said happily. Harry nodded and stuck his hand out.

"Nice to meet you," he told her as he shook her hand.

"Oh he's adorable," she told them, "and very well-mannered. You've raised him well. Heaven knows how hard Arthur and I tried but our children can't even give a simple wave."

"Thank you, Molly," Esme said kindly. "We brought cookies for later. I hope they taste alright. Our little critic over here loves them."

"They look quite delicious," Molly said with a smile. "Arthur, show them the living room while Carlisle and Esme stay to help Harry choose what he wants for breakfast." Carlisle nudged Harry towards the table and watched as his son took a seat and placed his hands on the table. "Go on dear, eat up," she said encouragingly.

"I'll wait for the others," Harry told her.

Molly's face lit up. She turned to Esme and Carlisle with her hand on her heart. "James and Lily would be so happy to know that their son was raised by you."

"Thank you, Molly. You're too kind."

"No really," she said firmly. "I'm happy to see how you've raised Harry. I was afraid that he was going to be spoiled but… you've done a great job as parents."

"You've done much better," Esme told her. "Seven children and all your own. We adopted all of ours and they were old enough to know the ways of life already. They didn't need our help. Although I wouldn't trade my children for anything, I envy the fact that you get to watch all of your children grow every day."

Molly looked as if she could cry but the sound of running jolted her out of her state. Her eyes narrowed as she made her way into the hallway. "Bill! Charlie! Stop running! We have guests!"

"Charlie, look," Esme and Carlisle heard the boy whisper. "Those birds are right gorgeous!" Two sets of growls reached their ears. Carlisle chuckled as Esme tried to hide her grin.

"You two, go meet Harry while I get your other brothers. Is Ron up yet?"

"Mum, he's been up since five in the morning," Charlie answered her as they walked into the kitchen. "Hey there, mate." Harry smiled and waved his hand at them. "You're Harry P- Cullen, right? I'm Charlie and this is my brother William."

"Stuff it, Charles," Bill glared. "You can call me Bill, Harry. Charlie's just being silly."

Harry smothered his giggle with his hand. "My brother Emmett always calls my brother Eddie, even though Edward doesn't like that."

Bill smiled as they sat down across from him. "Aren't you going to eat something?"

Harry shook his head. "Momma said I shouldn't eat until everyone is at the table."

Charlie raised an eyebrow as he glanced at his brother. "Then we'll do the same thing, Har."

Percy walked in next. He sighed and took a seat next to his eldest brother. "Good morning to everyone. Nice to meet you Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen." Carlisle and Esme nodded at the polite boy. Fred and George came running in next. "Slow down!" Percy scolded. "You'll get hurt!"

Fred and George smiled as they went on either side of Harry. "Hi there, Harry," they said simultaneously.

"You're-"

"Going-"

"To be-"

"Fun to-"

"Play with," the finished together.

Harry stared at the two as they took their seats before turning to the other redheads. "Do they always do that?" He asked lamely. They all laughed before a loud yawn echoed in the room.

"Mornin'," the tiny girl said.

"Good Morning, Ginny," the boys sounded.

"She's beautiful," Esme told Carlisle. Ginny rubbed her eyes and sat down next to George. She rested her head on the table with a sigh.

"Where's Ronnikins?" Fred asked his little sister. Harry's eyes lit up when he saw that they intentionally left the chair next to him open.

"He's went sleepy again so mummy's wakin' him up."

Everyone turned and watched Molly walk down the stairs. "He's just changing. He'll be down in a second, love," she told Harry. He smiled brightly as he got of his chair and stood in front of his parents. Carlisle laid a hand on his shoulder while Esme hooked arms with her husband. After a few minutes, a sleepy redhead walked down slowly. His feet touched the bottom and he stretched his arms up. "Ronald," Molly laughed. "Fix your shirt. It's on backwards."

Ron looked down with wide eyes before his face turned bright red. He quickly turned it and shuffled towards his mother. "Mummy, Harry is coming today right?" He asked. He turned around when he heard someone giggled behind him. Harry waved at him shyly.

"Hi," He nearly whispered. Carlisle glanced at Esme with a knowing look. Of course he would be shy when he actually met Ron. Harry quickly took his backpack off and began to dig through it. "Mommy says when you go to a house you have to bring a present. Uncle Remy helped me get this for you." Finally, he pulled a brown package out of his backpack. "Sorry the wrapping is kinda funny," Harry apologized.

Ron grinned as he looked at his mother for permission. When she nodded, he reached out with a quiet 'thanks' and opened it. "Mummy, Harry got me chocolate frogs," He said happily before his face turned sour. "Can you hold it so Fred and George don't eat it?"

"Dear Ronnikins," Fred gasped.

"Mummy said we have to share with each other," George told him.

Ron glared at them before turning back to Harry. "Are you hungry? Mummy makes really good breakfast." He took Harry's hand and pulled him towards the table.

"My momma makes really good breakfast too," Harry smile. They continued to talk to each other as they began to fill their plates up with food. Molly gave a smile to the two vampires. They could tell their sons would be great friends.

"And then he showed me exploding snaps and he told me about the ghoul in his attic!" Harry told Remus. The boy had climbed into Remus' hospital bed to tell him all about his time at the Burrow. "And then you know what happened, Uncle Moony?"

"What happened, cub?" Remus smiled.

Harry pouted and raised a bandaged finger. "Percy's rat Scabbers bit me."

He gasped playfully and brought Harry's finger closer to his face. "What a mean, little rat!"

With a nod, Harry continued. "Ms. Molly got angry and told Percy to put Scabbers away."

"That's good. You didn't have to see mean, old Scabbers anymore."

Harry sighed and snuggled against his uncle. "Grandpa Albus told them to come here in two days. You get to see them this time! Maybe you can turn into Moony and eat Scabbers."

"That's disgusting, Harry," Remus told him. "I don't eat mean rats like Scabbers…I eat nice ones. They're less acidic and don't give me tummy aches."

"You're silly, Uncle Moony!"

The man chuckled and kissed the boy's cheek. "Don't make fun of me."

"And old."

"Oi!"

"You're a silly, old werewolf."

"That's it!"

Remus shouted while turning and tickling Harry's side. Madame Pomfrey quickly ran in to help Harry and make Remus lie back down. "Maddy Poppy!" Harry laughed as he tried to push Remus away. "Make him stop!"

"Mr. Lupin!"

"The little bugger called me old!"

"A-and s-silly!"

"Mr. Lupin, unhand the boy and lie back down!"

"Maddy Poppy!" Harry begged.

"Mr. Lupin!"

~*~

"Mummy!" Molly shot up with a scream and looked around wildly until her eyes settled on her youngest son. The boy was grinning happily, already dressed for the day. "Mummy, we're going to Hogwarts today!"

"Ronald!" she scolded. "It's still early! Go back to sleep!"

He frowned. "Mummy, Bill helped everyone get ready. He said it was eleven thirty."

"WHAT?!" She shrieked. "Why didn't anyone wake us up?! Arthur!" The man woke with a start and stared up at his wife. "It's eleven thirty and we have to be at Hogwarts by twelve!" His eyes widened as they jumped up and ran around the room. "Ronald, go down to Bill and tell him to floo the headmaster. Say that we're going to be a bit late. Ron nodded as he ran down to his brother.

An hour later, Arthur was standing by the fireplace, watching as his children flooed to Hogwarts. With a smile, he picked Ginny up after all his children had gone and walked into the fireplace. "Albus Dumbledore's office," he stated clearly. He met his family on the other side, Dumbledore behind them. "Hello, Albus. How are you today?"

"Quite wonderful," Albus smiled. "Come along now. Little Harry has been impatiently waiting for Ronald."

Ron grinned at the name of his new friend. "Where is he?"

"He's in the Great Hall having lunch with his family."

"With his family?" Molly asked in confusion.

"We have blood pops and goblets of…their meal," he finished quietly.

"Blood pops are for vampires!" Ron said as if the others didn't know. Ginny however, looked at him and nodded, confirming that she was listening. "Harry's mummy and daddy and brothers and sisters are vampires." Her mouth formed an 'o' shape. After a few more flights of stairs, they finally arrived at the Great Hall. "Harry!" Ron shouted as he ran down to the table he was at. Harry smiled at him and pushed Edward to make space for Ron to sit. "Hiya, Harry!"

"Hi! Mommy made more cookies."

Ron pumped his fist into the air in excitement. "Ms. Esme's cookies are yummy."

"I know, right?"

"Did you eat already?"

"Yea. Bill made sandwiches while mummy was sleeping."

Harry turned to his mother with pleading eyes. "Mummy, I'm full. Can I go play with Ron now?"

Esme checked Harry's plate to make sure he finished most of his food. "Sure, sweetie. Edward?" Edward stood with a nod. "Take them to Remus' room and then you can come back to finish up."

"Of course, Esme." Edward smiled at the boys and began walking in long strides, making them run after him, not that they minded. They were having fun chasing after the vampire. "Come on, raven! Red! Try and catch me." Edward ran at human speed while the boys raced to grab him.

"No fair! You're a vampire!" Harry laughed.

"Come on, younglings!"

Ron and Harry gave each other a glance before the redhead fell to the ground. "Ow!" He cried loudly. Edward stopped abruptly and quickly went back to them.

"Are you-"

"Attack!" Harry shouted. Ron flew up, grabbing the front of Edward while Harry jumped on his back. "Bring him down!"

"You little scamps!" Edward shouted. He held onto Ron and made sure that Harry was secure on his back before zooming down the hallways. Laughter bounced off the walls, every portrait either smiling or glaring as they passed. Edward himself was having so much fun that he didn't realize he ran right past Remus' room.

~*~

"Oh Remus," Esme said in surprise. "We thought you were in your room. Edward left with the boys to… Remus?" Alice and Rosalie were looking at him in concern. Emmett reached out to pat his shoulder while Jasper concentrated on the feelings that flowed through the werewolf. Both Carlisle and Esme were now calling Remus, but he couldn't give pay them any attention.

Percy Weasley was silently sitting next to his father while breaking a slice of bread into bits. The boy took one piece between his fingers and fed it to a rat that could only be Scabbers. Remus began shaking in his spot. The scent was too familiar and the patchy grey hair belonged to no other.

Alice turned and looked at Percy's pet with wide eyes. "That's not a rat." She said slowly.

Remus stepped closer and stared at the pink paws, but he still couldn't see. "Percy," he grunted. The boy turned up and looked at him. "Is your pet missing-"

"A finger," He finished before Remus could continue. "We don't know what happened. We got him that way."

"Is there something wrong, Remus?" Molly asked in concern. He ignored her, pulling his wand out and pointing it at Scabbers. "Remus, wait! What are you doing?!" But it was too late. Scabbers ran out of Percy's grip and onto the floor just when Remus waved his wand and a stream of light hit the running animagus.

There, on the ground, was Peter Pettigrew, curled in a ball as he shielded his face from Remus' view. A tattered jacket hung off his shoulders and his pants were torn at the bottom. When he turned slightly to get a view of his old friend, he was shocked to find that the man wore a grin on his face. His legs couldn't support him as Remus picked him up and hugged him tightly.

"Peter," Remus' eyes closed in disbelief. "You're alive!"