A/N: Awww poor Harrison! So what's going on? Song is by Goo Goo Dolls!

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It's a never ending world out there, And you and I made it this far

but believe me there's things about me you don't know, And who do I turn to?

Where do I run? Who do I seek, cuz baby it's a cry for help.

Chapter Three--------Cry For Help

Harrison had yet to move from the closet and his thoughts had become more fevered. Everyone was treating him like he had lost it again. The experience was one that was vaguely familiar to him. Edward had started carrying his medicines again and Severus was brewing the strong potions that had kept him sedated before. Harrison would be lying if he said that it didn't hurt his feelings that they wouldn't believe him.

He hadn't accepted any sexual advances from his mate since then, half because he knew it was a ploy to get him out of the closet and into the bedroom and half because he was hurt and angry that they thought his warning was false. He was sinking further into depression and spent much of the day sleeping and clutching his Cheshy Cat. His thoughts were often dark and unlike him but he didn't once speak how he felt.

~ o ~

"He's being consumed by depression. It's so strong…You need to do something, Edward. I'm afraid he may do something drastic if you don't." Jasper pressed the frustrated and near desperate brother.

"I know, alright?! I've tried everything I can think of but he just won't give in! He won't tell me what's wrong, he won't let me touch him, he won't hardly even speak! What am I supposed to do?" He asked with a sigh, running his hand through his hair.

Carlisle touched his shoulder comfortingly and Esme gave him a motherly kiss on the forehead. And Edward needed comfort. Harrison had hallucinated three more times.

~ o ~

Harrison had decided that if his mate wouldn't believe what he said, then he would just have to show him it was real. He had snuck outside, despite his terror and was sitting on the porch alone. He knew that it wouldn't be long until Edward realized where he was and the vampire was true to form. He stepped outside with a frown on his face. The Order, however, was not true to form.

There was not one to be seen. Not a figure or a shadow. He sat sadly on the porch wondering if maybe he had imagined it all. Edward sat next to him softly and Harrison had the overwhelming urge to curl up in his mate's lap. He missed the comforting touch. There had to be a reason that everyone thought that he wasn't being truthful. They thought he was…crazy. But why?

He didn't think he was crazy but he had noticed a difference between himself and the people around him. He was different from his classmates, from Severus, different even from the Cullens. He just didn't know why. They treated him differently than they treated each other. Edward was watchign him, he knew and once his mate was sitting down, Harrison sighed.

"There's something wrong with me, isn't there?" He asked softly, his voice barely louder than the wind blowing through the trees around them.

"…Yes." Was the answer he received.

Edward didn't seem to know what to do with this train of conversation. He slowly leaned into his mate, letting a cool arm be placed around him. A strain that he hadn't noticed before lifted off of his shoulders.

"Am I sick?"

Edward had no response for that. He merely sighed before pasting on a soft smile and kissing Harrison gently.

"You're perfect and you always will be."

~ o ~

Harrison was sitting in Art class on the Tuesday after Spring Break ended. They were starting painting and Mr. Seymour was going over the different shades of colors on the overhead. Harrison, staring blankly at the screen as the colors flashed by, was lost in his thoughts. He had been thinking a lot lately. He was thinking about his past and his present. What he could remember at least.

He seemed to be missing chunks of information that made the other memories somewhat jumbled and confused. They had passed into the greens now and with a smile, they triggered the memory of his mother. Lily and James waving from the photo book, an image of them smiling form a mirror, car crash…The next shade clicked into place, flashing in his eyes as it slide into place. Bright green, Avada Kedavra!, HIM!!

"NO!!!"

He didn't even realize he was screaming until he hit the floor and blackness descended on his vision.

~ o ~

"Edward-"

"You are NOT going back to school! I knew it was too early. I should have listened to myself."

"Edward. I'm-"

"You're going to stay here, safe and-"

"EDWARD!!!" Harrison yelled angrily, stomping his foot for extra effect.

His mate growled but turned around, stopping his rant for a moment.

"Yes?"

"There's a bird at the window. It wants to come in." The annoyed teen said in a huff.

Edward couldn't keep the small grin off of his face. Harrison was so cute when he was annoyed. He opened the window, allowing the owl entrance. The thing fluttered down on Harrison's arm just as Severus walked into the room, drying his hands. The man was frowning.

"For me?" His ward asked lightly, curiosity overtaking him.

Severus checked the letter for charms and things before allowing Harrison to open it. It was clean. Not even a tracking charm. The teen opened it calmly. Inside was a short note but one that made the teen freeze, his eyes filling with terror. Severus and Edward immediately came to inspect it. The potion's master swore rather colorfully at the message.

'I'm watching you.'

It wasn't signed.

"Arturo?" Edward asked harshly, pulling his mate protectively against his body.

Severus hissed, shaking his head.

"No. Worst. If I've seen this handwriting once, I've seen it a thousand times." He looked over at Edward and his eyes held the smallest trace of fear, "Dumbledore."

Alice came running into the room with the whole herd almost as soon as he said it. Her eyes were fearful but angry.

"That's how that sick bastard found Harrison!" Edward growled.

"Not only that…"Alice said softly, her eyes bringing attention to the sobbing boy in her brother's arms.

Severus's countenance cracked almost immediately.

"Oh, Harrison…I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whispered.

Her brother didn't seem to understand so Alice clarified for him.

"That's also how the Order knew he was here. Harrison hasn't relapsed at all. He hasn't been hallucinating." She said, accepting a calming touch from her mate.

"It all makes sense…With spells and charms, they would be able to mask their scents, their sound. Merlin, with the right spell, they could even make it so they were invisible even to your vampire eyes!" The potion's master spat, stroking his ward's head gently, whispering apologies until Harrison turned around and clung to him. Rosalie asked the question that they were all dying to know.

"What's going to happen now?"

Harrison rubbed his eyes, looking up at them all.

"They're all gone now…Ginny and Moody and Fred and the others I saw. None of them are here anymore." He reassured them all, patting Severus's head as if he were the child and not the other way around.

This earned several relieved laughs. Severus immediately began to work on warding the entire area, even going so far as to bring goblins in to help. It may not hold up against Charlie Weasley is it came down to it but it would hold them off enough for the group to get Harrison to safety. They decided that consistency was what was best for Harrison. They would continue their normal arrangements for the wedding and things but under newer, heavier security measures.

They were using passwords now, even though no one would be able to successfully polyjuice any of the vampires. The group had planned to go into Port Angeles for the final touches on the wedding outfits and so they stuck to that schedule. Severus, his curiosity getting the better of him, went upstairs while the group was out. He wanted to see what Harrison had deemed his 'safe place'. It made sense to use the hallway closet. It was the only area in the house that was away from any windows.

He opened the door slowly and gasped at what he found. Inside, scattered on the floor and pasted to every inch of the walls, were sketches and drawings of Teddy. There was a small box hidden in the corner back along the wall and after some maneuvering, Severus was able to fish it out. It was decorated with stickers and glitter. Harrison had probably made it in class. He lifted the little latch on it and pulled out a single piece of folded sketch paper. It was this drawing that disturbed him the most.

It probably disturbed Harrison somewhere inside him too, which is why he had hidden it. On the paper was a drawing. Two pairs of dead eyes stared up at him from the page. Teddy's…and Harrison's. He had drawn the accident but in his rendering of it, they had both died. Harrison was starting to remember…But why draw them both dead? That made no sense. Unless…He shoved that thought away, burying it deep inside him. No. That was over, best not to think on it. However, if Harrison was starting to remember then perhaps he could tell them who hurt him and Teddy at last. They could send that bastard to Azkaban and he would bet anything that Dumbledore had something to do with it. Maybe they could get rid of him as well. Harrison would be safe.

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