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It took so much self-enthusiasm to write this, for some reason I just didn't have the motivation today, so it took me twice the amount of hours that it usually does. Been working on this since midnight, and it's currently five in the morning where I live. Dear Merlin, I just couldn't force myself to type. I'm going to bed after this for sure,

For those who might care, I recently found a song that I can't stop listening to, and it's currently what I'm writing this chapter to (it's on repeat), so anyone who would like to listen to the song it's called Fear and Loathing by Marina and the Diamonds. I think it matches the beginning of this chapter very well. Anyway, with that said I'd like to give you the fourth chapter, I'm still on my break and my friend canceled our plans so I decided to write. Please enjoy, it means SO much to me that you review, and it means even more to me that you like it.

Oh, and also— I have another story out called 'Canvas for the Dead', it's a crossover and it's Edward/Harry as well. So if you'd like to read that too you may and I'm going to be posting the second chapter to that today as well. Alright, I'm finished with my rambling; you may read this chapter in peace, lol.

Transparent Fall: Chapter Four

"Harry," Edward tried to call out through the crowed of students blocking his way in the hall, "Harry, wait a minute,"

Oh, but Harry didn't wait, he made sure he was at a far distance from the vampire, safety comes first and right now he didn't feel like being Edward's next meal (him being a vegetarian vampire slipped his mind, he never was too bright when it came to common sense). Harry turned a corner, finding a bathroom to slip in; when he made sure no one else was there he let out a long and relieved sigh, his hand coming to rest over his hastily beating heart.

Everything was going too fast, he didn't know how he couldn't figure it out sooner, how Sev' wasn't able to figure it out before him—Alice and Jasper's eyes were evident enough, the way sometimes in the cafeteria they spoke so fast that Harry had to concentrate on their lips just to make out a few words, or when Alice touched him, her hands hard and cold, almost as if she were made of marble. Shaking his head Harry clasped his hands onto the sides of the sink in front of him, his eyes flickering to look at himself.

Calmness overtook him when he saw the colour of his mother's eyes in his own. I can handle this, I've handled much worse than a family of sodding vampires. Just breathe, tell Severus he'll know what to do… Snape always knows what to do, he always has a plan, and somewhere in the back of his mind, Harry knew there was a bit of doubt in his words.

When the door opened, Harry's head turned so quickly that he winced from the pop that echoed from it. His frozen posture relaxed when he saw it was just some freshmen, and not Edward coming to bite into his neck and drain him of all life. He tried to remind himself once more that they were vegetarian vampires, and certainly weren't as harmful as Voldemort was. The younger boy looked to Harry with a raised eyebrow and then headed into one of the stalls with a shrug.

Harry sighed and straightened himself, focusing on being presentable when he left the bathroom so that he wouldn't appear too vulnerable. He grabbed the cold handle of the swinging doors and opened them, when they swung closed behind him he looked up and jumped—

In front of him was a frowning Edward, "Didn't you hear me calling for you?"

"I ignored you, which could have been anyone's natural message from that. But I suppose you're not normal, are you Cullen?" the tone in Harry's voice was enough to make him sound confident, but not enough to make him appear so.

Edward sighed and looked down at his short mate, "I think we got off on the wrong start, if there was anything I said or did to offend you, I'm sorry, I hadn't meant to,"

"If this is your pathetic attempt at persuading me to believe you're not a…" Harry looked around for any eavesdroppers and spoke in a whisper he knew Edward would hear quite well, "vampire, it's not going to work, do I look stupid to you?"

Edward grabbed Harry's arm and moved him out of the way of the swinging bathroom doors when the freshman from earlier walked out—the two ignored the look the young boy gave them and Edward sighed, "This really isn't the place to talk, we could go somewhere more… private,"

"Private? You do think I'm stupid, don't you? Think to yourself, Edward, when a vampire suggests to go somewhere private, how should one respond to that?" Edward had to admit, his mate could keep up a good fight. The wizard wasn't going to be fooled into anything, not that Edward was trying to fool him. The fact that his mate was able to handle himself in situations like this gave him a calming feeling that he wouldn't need to worry that much when he wasn't there to protect him twenty-four-seven.

But then he thought that if he were going to spend the rest of his immortal life with the boy, he certainly would go crazy with irritation, "I'm not going to harm you, my family and I are—"

"Vegetarians? I know that much, but it's not enough for me to trust you. You could be working with anyone in attempts to harm me. I may not have lived as long as you, but I've lived enough to learn that trusting someone isn't wise," Harry didn't look Edward in the eye when he spoke the last bit, his scowl remained as he shifted, "I'm going to be late for class,"

Edward watched as Harry brushed past him and down the hall with an expression of defeat. Working with anyone? What did that even mean…? Great, not only do I have an argumentative mate, but now I have paranoid mate, just my luck. I need to find Alice and Jasper before things get worse.

oOoOoOo

"Harry!" Bella jogged up to Harry happily. He was waiting outside in front of her truck. Her smile faded when she noticed the look on her best friend's face, "Something wrong?"

"Nothing," she could tell it was a lie, and a bad one at that but she didn't want to push him. She never liked when Charlie or Jake tried to force problems out of her. She nodded in understand and smiled when he said, "So, are you ready for the beach Miss Swan?"

"Yeah, Mike and the others are going to meet us there shortly after. Let's go," Harry nodded and climbed into the beat-up truck that must have been centuries old, but Harry smiled because he knew Bella loved this truck more than most of anything. Harry sighed, which didn't go unnoticed by Bella, she shifted so that her back was slightly against the driver's side door,

"I usually don't ask twice, but, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just, I guess I just miss my old friends, that's all," Harry lied again, but Bella wouldn't accept this,

"I can take you home, if you'd like, you don't have to come to the beach if you don't want to—we can go another day when you're more up to it," Harry looked to Bella, her large doe eyes reminding her of Hermione so painfully so, and he nodded at her sweet suggestion, "Is that what you want?"

Harry nodded again, not speaking in fear that his voice may come out broken and that's not what he needed right now, he didn't need to make his only friend in Forks, Washington to be worried about him. She adjusted herself and pulled away from the school parking lot and headed towards Harry's house. They sat in silence, the two of them, both worried.

When she pulled up to the house Harry thanked her and apologized for his behavior. Bell shook her head and gave him a serious look, "Call me later, will you?"

"Yeah," Harry breathed out, "I'll call you later; don't worry so much about me, alright? I don't like when my friends worry about me. Just… have fun with Jacob, and tell him I'm sorry I can't meet him today,"

"No problem," Bella said, and winced when the passenger door shut harshly, "See ya',"

Harry waved and he made his way up the gravel path, which was becoming too familiar, perhaps that was a sign that he and Severus had been here long enough and it was time to move on. This frustrated him, and he as he stepped up to the door he glanced over to where Severus' car that was brought from Seattle was parked. Usually Severus was at the school until darkness fled the sky—it was strange that he was home so earlier when school was just out not that long ago. Harry laughed bitterly, nothing's strange anymore.

When he walked into the house and removed his shoes, when he turned to enter the kitchen he froze.

Severus was sitting at the table, two cups of coffee placed on the mahogany top. He was listening intently to the man sitting across from him, a blonde older man—who Harry recognized as marble and pale—a Cullen, "Severus, what are you doing? Why are you in my house?" Harry motioned his hand over his pocket and froze. He didn't have his wand, "Sev', he's a vampire. They're all vampires; I figured it out in Chemistry when Edward Cullen spoke to me. DON'T YOU DARE GET UP—"

Harry shouted when he noticed the blond stranger shift his chair back and begin to stand. Mr. Cullen instantly placed himself back on the chair and watched as Harry rounded the table to stand beside Severus—who strangely didn't pull his wand out at the new information that Harry just told him, but instead the raven haired teacher stood from the table and slapped Harry on the back of the head rather harshly, "Do you think I'd let anyone harmful into my house?"

"What the fuck!" Harry hissed, and rubbed the back of his head which had been throbbing from the abuse it just received, "don't you get it Sev'? Their eyes—"

"They're vegetarians, Potter, which means their diet consists of animal blood, I don't think they're going to be drinking from us anytime soon,"

Harry frowned and flushed a bit, pointing to the vampire sitting at their table, "But you still can't trust them, what if—"

"I gave him veritaserum, Potter; I would hope that you paid attention enough in my classes to know what that means," the look Severus gave him could make anyone crawl under a rock and stay there. Harry flushed even more in embarrassment. He was going to have to apologize to Edward later on for making him feel like such a threat, "Mr. Cullen and his family have no clue about our world, or about you-know-who. So address our guest with respect,"

"S-sorry for that then, but," Harry swallowed and looked to the vampire sheepishly, "Why exactly are you here…?"

Carlisle smiled warmly up at what he hoped to be a permanent extension to his family one day, "I came to speak with Severus about situations. Alice told me she had a vision of you and Edward's conversation today at school and I wanted to come explain things to you. We'll happily stay out of your way, if you wish, but we'd like to have comfort in knowing that you'll keep our true selves secret,"

"I explained to him our situation as well, Harry, so they know what we are," Severus explained.

Harry's eyes widened, he growled, and he turned to Severus with his fists balled at his sides, "Why would you tell them that we're wizards! Just a few days ago you were ready to pack up and leave because of what Alice asked you on the first day of school! Do you realize how dangerous this is going to be? Not only do we live with vampires, but now someone knows of our whereabouts!"

"Harry—" Carlisle stood and was cut off by Harry, who believed he was the only person thinking sanely in this house,

"I don't care if he used veritaserum, you could easily be tricking us, you could easily hurt us!"

Carlisle frowned, this boy was going to be hard to convince, "I can promise you that we have no intentions on hurting you, I just wanted to assure that our secret wasn't going to get out and we wouldn't have to move earlier than planned,"

"Leave earlier?"

Carlisle nodded, "Yes, my family and I can only live in one place for a short amount of time before humans begin to suspect something. In a way, I guess we're a lot like you,"

"No," the young wizard snapped, "we're nothing alike,"

But he lied, because by the look on Carlisle's face when he explained that his family couldn't live in the same place for long made him emphasize. Just like Harry they couldn't get too attached to others, because they knew they were going to leave soon and it'd only cause more hurt to their long lives. He then wondered why Edward, so unlike his brother and sister, would try to talk to him then. Alice and Jasper kept to themselves and resisted speaking to anyone else, but Edward took the time to chase him down a hall and ask to speak somewhere more privately.

Things weren't adding up, things didn't make any fucking sense, and Harry was impatient. He wanted answers, "So you're living like humans and you feed from animals… why?"

"Correct. We feed from animals for a simple reason. We don't like being murderers, that's not what we want to be in our long life of existing. We drink from animals so that we don't have to kill innocent humans, we're not entirely bad, and that's what Edward was trying to explain to you in school today. He didn't want you to judge him and then tell the rest of the town," the man sounded educated, and Harry noted that he'd probably been around for a while and intelligence came easily to him.

Harry's eyes widened, "y-you know about that?"

Severus sat back down, tired of standing after standing all day to teach his muggle class, "apparently his daughter is a seer so she can see events that might happen in the future, and that Jasper boy can control emotions. Carlisle works as a doctor at the Forks Hospital, so I suppose we're not the only ones who want to have a normal life, Potter,"

Don't make me feel even more horrible, Severus, Harry sighed and held his hand out to Carlisle who smiled and shook it, "I'm sorry for acting like that, but I suppose if anyone's going to understand it would be you," the shaking laugh coming from Harry didn't go unnoticed, "we must be the first wizards you've ever met then,"

"Yes, and I must say I'm very intrigued," Carlisle went on the explain, "And I may not know much of your situation, but if you ever come across trouble in Forks, you know where to find my family,"

The forwardness took Harry by surprise; he nodded, "Right,"

"I also really do hope you speak with Edward soon," said the doctor, and Harry mentally wanted to run from the kitchen and somewhere else. Was Alice going to see everything that went on in his life? Because if so he was going to have to complain—he liked having privacy. He shook the thoughts and listened to Carlisle, "He has enough troubles when it comes to feeling like a monster,"

"I—I'm sorry, I shouldn't have judged and instantly placed you in a category—I'm being just as bad as the purebloods in the wizarding world," Harry rushed to explain, "I really hope you don't believe that I think you're a bunch of monsters… I'm very bad when it comes to meeting new people I suppose,"

Severus scoffed, "You're bad at almost everything, Potter, even apologies,"

"Sod off," Harry muttered to his fatherly-figure, who rolled his eyes and went back to reading the muggle newspaper in front of him. This was the hint that perhaps it was time for Carlisle, to leave. The blond man nodded to Harry and then to Severus,

"I should get back to the hospital; it was a pleasure meeting the two of you,"

Harry nodded and walked him to the door, he whispered a kind goodbye to Carlisle but froze when the much elder man turned to him with a pleading face, "Please give Edward a chance," and then he stalked off, leaving a confused and terrified Harry.

What the hell does that mean…?

oOoOoOo

Harry was feeling much better, especially now that he understood the Cullens. He lay on his bed reading over a few notes he might need for the upcoming test that he's going to be having on Monday. He still didn't have a clue about muggle history, especially the American version of it. He frowned though when he looked to the empty cage across his room.

Hedwig had yet to return from giving Draco his letter. Dread filled Harry from top to bottom, and he regretted ever sending Draco a letter out of frustration to Severus. He thought about telling his professor, but decided against it in fear of the consequences. It was a long journey for Hedwig, maybe she needs more time to get back, everything is fine.

Emerald eyes flicked over to the piece of paper sticking loosely out of his tablet.

Bella. The number written consisted of the curly handwriting that belonged to his new friend and, feeling much better than he had yesterday after school, he decided it might not harm him so much to give her a call with the new phone that Severus had to invest in for the purpose of his new job. So far he's received nothing but calls of angry parents demanding that he not fail their student.

Harry and Bella were the only two students not failing his class. Hermione would be proud. He tumbled down the stairs, making Severus bark something along the lines of 'mind the floor', and made it to where the muggle phone was hung on the wall. It must have been out of date, but he didn't care. He picked up the phone and dialed her number, listening as it rang.

"Bella—"

"You've reached Bella, sorry I wasn't able to answer in time," there was a bit of giggling in the background, and then a deep voice of someone trying to attempt a very posh and horrid British accent was heard,

"She can't come to the phone right now, dear boy, I do say, leave her a message—"

"Jake, stop, let me finish it," Harry heard more shuffling, and raised an eyebrow, "Leave me a message, and please don't mind my moronic boyfriend, bye!"

There was a beep and Harry decided that that was probably the signal for leaving a message. He didn't leave one, simply hung up and decided he would try again later. Muggles were very strange, and that British accent that Jacob had attempted sounded completely terrible, leave it to the American's to screw things up.

With nothing to do, Harry decided to go adventure around the town, "I'll be back later Snape,"

He didn't expect a reply, and didn't receive one. He grabbed a coat and left the house. He contemplated where he wanted to go, since he hardly knew where anything was around here. He only knew where the high school, that food mart, and his house was—everything else was a completely mystery. When he was a bit away from the house and traveling down the thin road surrounded by thick trees on each side, he thought, Oh well, it's not fun unless you get lost.

"Hey," a voice came, Harry jumped from the suddenness of silence being interrupted and turned to face the owner of the voice, and to Harry's distaste, it was Edward Cullen, "Out for a walk? I could show you around if you'd like,"

Harry raised an eyebrow, "you're not stalking me are you?" and motioned with his head for Edward to walk with him; the vampire chuckled and shrugged, walking to be beside Harry so that their steps were in syn, "Because if you are I might just have to hex you,"

"Father told me," Edward smiled, looking down at the other, "I'm glad to see that we're not the only estranged things out there. Where were you planning on heading?"

"Well, I tried calling my best friend Bella," Harry took note of the pause Edward gave in his steps, "but she's probably busy with other friends or something. I have no clue where I'm going, so maybe I'll take you up on that offer, if you don't mind wasting your whole day on me,"

"Never," Edward said a bit too quickly. His reply made Harry look up at him with a puzzled gaze, "I mean, there isn't much that can entertain someone like me anymore, so I don't have anything better to do," that sounded just as bad, but Edward didn't feel like trying to correct himself because when Harry grinned at him he felt as if he didn't have to.

Emerald eyes flicked to the road they were walking down, no hint of a car or anyone nearby, "How long of a walk to you think it'll be until we reach somewhere," he shoved his hands in his pocket, why did Severus decide to buy a house in the middle of nowhere?...

"Well," Edward peered down at Harry, unsure of himself for a moment, "Do you trust me?"

That caught Harry off-guard, making him stop and turn to face the other, "Do you have a reason for me not to trust you?"

"Other than the reason that I'm not human, I don't think so,"

Harry's lips twitched as he wanted to smile, "then I guess you have my trust, what's with the sudden question though?"

"Follow me?" Edward held out his hand for the other to take,

Harry looked at the hand and then gave Edward a questioning glance,

"Come on, trust me," the husky voice of the other took the wizard by surprise.

"I hardly know you, hell, I don't know you," he was becoming suspecting, and he didn't like the suddenness of Edward kind tone and friendly hand, he wanted to demand the vampire's intentions and then reminded himself that he needed to stop doing that. He needed to stop suspecting the worst in others because of past experiences.

"I won't eat you, I promise,"

Harry rolled his eyes and placed his hand into Edward. He gasped, in simply (and unreal) seconds he was thrown against Edwards back, who (when he felt Harry grasp onto him in the fastness of the action and squeak) dashed into the thick woods surrounding them at such unreal speed. Harry had to close his eyes and hide his face in Edward's shoulders because of the wind that was piercing at him.

Finally, it all stopped and Harry dropped from the vampires back with an intake of air. He glared at Edward and clutched at the front of his shirt where his beating heart had been racing, "Bloody hell, you bastard, warn a guy next time you plan on dragging him at top-vampire-speed into the woods! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"Sorry," chuckled Edward, "I just thought we'd get somewhere quicker if we traveled my way,"

"Heh," there was only an exasperated reply as Harry tried to slow his heart down.

Edward smiled in amusement, "I did all the running, what's got you so tired? Sit down somewhere so that you can catch your breath," worry invaded every limb and part of Edward's dead body, did he harm his mate in some way?

"I'm fine—but, where are we?"

Edward smiled and watched as Harry looked around. They were in the woods, of course, but it wasn't so thick and the cloudy sky dripped through the tall trees creating a bit of a gloom, "Nowhere particular, I just thought you might like the calmness of where I usually hunt,"

Harry stepped back, raising an arm in defense, "H-hunt?"

"Oh," Edward waved his hand, "No- no, that's not what I meant; this wasn't some evil plot to get you here so that I could eat you or anything. I'm not like that, remember?"

There was a nod from Harry who calmed down, his heart now racing as fast as it was before, "Oh right, the whole 'trying-to-be-normal' thing, sorry, It's not every day a vampire tries to talk to me, you know? I mean, I've been friends with a werewolf, but never a vampire,"

"Werewolf?" Edward wondered if Harry had run into one of the wolves on La Push.

Harry noticed his expression and laughed under his breath, "Yeah, but he's dead now so I haven't really got any abnormal companions, well, if you count Draco—he's a bit abnormal,"

"Draco? Is he one of your old friends from where you used to live?" Edward asked, wanting to know as much about his future mate as possible. Firstly though, he needed his mate to trust him. This was all so bothersome and was going to take an awful long time. He began to question exactly how he was going to tell Harry he was his mate.

The pull he felt just being beside Harry was painful, he wanted to touch and feel his mate, but he couldn't, that's not how things work in the real world. Good things come to those who wait, he listened as Harry sat on a fallen tree, Edward sat next to him, "Draco's a wizard too, and he just has this attitude to him that makes you question why he even exists. Like, when it's not just me and him he's a completely different person,"

"Do the two of you still stay in touch?" he was curious, the sorrow on Harry's face made him want to know exactly what him and Severus were doing here, what they were running from, and who they were hiding from.

Harry shook his head, "No. I wasn't even able to tell him goodbye, I wasn't able to tell any of my friends goodbye to be honest. But, I have this owl—it's how wizards send mail back and forth—and I sent him a letter, but Hedwig hasn't come back yet so I'm not even sure if he got it or not,"

"Oh. Well, I hope you hear back from him soon," Edward said honestly.

There was a long silence, Harry broke it by teasingly asking, "So, what's your past with Bella Swan?"

"What?" Edward looked horrified, what the hell made him ask such a question?

"Bella told me awhile back that you were biography partners last year, and when I mentions her earlier you paused—just like you did now, I was curious if you guys used to be friends, or something, rather than just lab partners," the way he said it so bluntly, it sent a shiver down Edward's spine. Harry looked amazing, his hair shinning under the hidden sun, the dampness of the forest blending with his vivid green eyes, he looked almost innocent, almost.

The vampire shrugged, "We were lab partners,"

"Terrible liar, you are,"

A sigh, and then another reply came from Edward, "We were friends. Let's just say… she chose the other guy,"

"Jacob," he did it again, so bluntly so that it made Edward a bit upset, "I can't say that's ever happened to me before, I haven't had a single relationship in my short years of existing. There was this one girl though, Cho, she was like the Niagara Falls when she was kissing me though. That was an experience in itself,"

The topaz eyed vampire chuckled, which in return made Harry smile as if he accomplished something, "Bella wasn't right for me, we're still friends though—even if we haven't had a full conversation since the breakup. I used to think she was my everything, that we were going to get married and I was going to change her,"

"Destiny has a way of screwing up, don't you think?"

"Completely," came a whispered reply, "but not entirely,"

Harry looked over with a puzzled brow, "What was that?" the vampire whispered it so quiet and quick that he didn't catch the last part,

"Nothing important,"

More awkward silence fell upon them, and then Harry blinked from his own mental thoughts when Edward pointed to the sky and said aloud, "What's that…?"

Harry squint his eyes and blinked, his head cocked to the side as he tried to focus on the swirling figure falling through the sky in ungraceful sweeps and swirls. His eyes widened when the figure got closer, Hedwig, he panicked, "she's hurt!"

"What?" Edward stood when his mate did, he didn't understand until the figure falling from the sky landed a few yards away from them in a heap of white (which didn't match the green moss that softened it's fall). He didn't have time to look back to Harry before he took off and kneeled beside the fallen bird. Edward was beside him in an instant, kneeling all the same and watching as Harry scooped the bird into his hands, "Is that your owl?"

"Yes," Harry said quickly, "she's hurt, I need to get her back to Severus, he's going to be so mad at me,"

Edward stopped his mate when he stood and turned to hurry back to his house, "My house is closer, we can take him there and Carlisle can take care of her,"

"But," the wizard shook his head, "but he's not a vet, he can't—"

"You'd be surprised, come on,"

There was a squawk which made Harry wince, I'm so sorry, Hedwig, I'm going to get you fixed, don't worry. He wondered why Hedwig was hurt in the first place, what happened? It certainly couldn't be good, and now his anxiety was skyrocketing through the roof, if something like this happened to Hedwig… could something have happened to Draco then too?

No, he shook his head once more, his black hair shifting with his movements, No, I'm probably just overreacting. Everything's going to be fine, everything's going to be okay.

oOoOoOo

"Edward! Harry!" the loudness and excitement that came from the voice made Harry wince and pull Hedwig closer to his chest so that she wouldn't become too startled. When Alice came down the steps and saw the two she gasped and rushed over to Harry, "What happened?"

"Alice," Edward said to his sister, "Harry's owl is hurt, can you go get Carlisle for us please?"

Alice nodded and even though she was in a hurry, Harry noted, she was still bloody skipping. Maybe it was just a habit, but it was still odd. Harry looked down at Hedwig, his face drained of all colour. He felt a hand press against his back and knew it was Edward's attempt to comfort him and therefore didn't shove it away… he actually felt calmer now.

"Edward, what's wrong….?" Carlisle asked in the process of coming down the stairs, "Alice said you needed help and that Harry was with you—oh, oh dear, what happened?"

"I don't know, she just… she fell out of the sky as she was flying home and she,"

Unable to talk any further, Edward took his place, "I think she was a few broken bones, Carlisle, I know you don't usually treat to animals, but could you check on her, please…?"

Carlisle was hesitant to refuse, he didn't know the first thing about animals, let alone their bones—especially birds. He figured, with the look on Harry's face and the pleading eyes of Edward, that it wouldn't be too much trouble to examine her. He glided over to Harry, gently pulling her from Harry's arms into his, "I'll take her downstairs, you two stay here,"

"Wait—"

Edward pulled Harry back from Carlisle as his father left their sight, "She's in good hands, I promise,"

"She's all I have left," he whispered, "I—"

"Are you hungry?"

"What?" Harry asked in astonishment. Did he seriously just ask if he were hungry? In the middle of a crisis Edward just asked if he were bloody hungry. They were vampires, did they even have any damned food, feeling insulted and slightly mocked Harry added, "Why the bloody hell would you think I'm hungry?"

"Well, I remember for comfort Bella used to eat and," Edward didn't know if he should have said the next part but, "I can read minds… but I can't read yours and I'm not able to tell what you are half the time,"

"Thank Severus for those Occlumency lessons then;" Harry breathed in irritation, "I wouldn't want a vampire lurking in my mind anyway, but to answer your question: no. I'm not hungry, thanks for the concern though but I'd rather focus on my bird, rather than my stomach,"

"Worrying won't fix anything,"

A growl left Harry's throat and out of his lips, "Don't you think I know that?"

"Sorry," Edward said, hoping he saved himself from pissing his mate off any more than he's already done in the past five minutes, "I was only trying to help, alright?"

Another voice entered their world, which brought them to the realization of their surroundings, "Edward darling, is what Alice said true? Is Harry here?"

"Yes," the vampire gave a human eye roll, "Esme, there was an emergency,"

A beautiful women into the room, and that's when Harry not only noticed the beautiful woman but the just as breathtaking home he was in. Walls, glass windowed walls surrounded him—so much for privacy, and on the walls that weren't large windows, there were paintings, beautiful paintings. He gathered that he was probably in their living room, white furniture that made him nervous to even be around in fear of putting a stain on it, and a piano against one of the walls, who has the musical talent? He ignored what Edward and she were talking about until she held her hand out for him to take,

"Hello sweetheart, I'm Esme, the mother of the home," she was smiling, her white teeth sparkling unrealistically, "My husband works wonders, I'm sure you're owl is going to be alright in no time. It's a pleasure to meet you; both Alice and Carlisle have told me a lot about you and your father,"

Her beauty and tone were enough to make Harry melt in the yearning he felt for his own mother. Esme looked gentle and defending at the same time. He remembered back to the conversation he was having with Jessica Stanley,

"I don't think she can have kids,"

His gaze softened, and he gently grabbed the motherly vampire's hand and shook it, the feeling that surged through him made him weak in the knees, she can't have children, the feeling that must bring her that she will never in her existence be able to bear a child, "It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am, I hope you don't mind my sudden invasion of your home,"

"Oh," Esme said, smiling even wider at the politeness of her son's mate, "It's our pleasure, you're welcomed here anytime,"

Alice came in behind her mother, pulling Harry into an awkward hug with a protest from Edward and a shocked look from the only breathing person in the house, "Harry, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper are going to be home soon, will you be staying for dinner?"

"Oh," Harry instantly flushed and waved his hands, "I really shouldn't, I—"

"Don't be silly," Esme chimed, "Carlisle is going to be awhile anyway, so why don't you stay for dinner and then you can check on your bird. Besides, it's not every day I get to cook dinner for someone,"

Edward smiled and said to Harry, "Mom loves cooking, but she never gets the chance to do it since we're, well, you know,"

"Vampires," Harry waved, "I know. I'll stay for dinner, and so I can meet the rest of your family,"

Esme and Alice bother cheered, "Excellent, we'll get started on supper right away!"

Not long from then, Alice was making a mess of herself with certain bakery powder and spices, which only caused Harry laugh and blue when she complimented that he was cute when he laughed. Esme was explaining something about using two eggs instead of one because of the texture, he really wasn't paying much attention and instead tried to visualize himself with his mother… He never experienced something like this with Severus; Snape was more of a serious type of parent than what Esme had been.

"Is something wrong?" Edward asked when he noticed Harry's dazed eyes.

"No, I was just wondering how my life would have been if my mother was alive," it was quiet enough so that only Edward could hear, the other two vampires were chatting too loudly to themselves to hear him anyway, "I mean, I never really had a mom except for Draco's mother, and Mrs. Weasley,"

"I'm sorry," the tall vampire frowned, "If it means anything, Esme's always here and if you need some company you know where to find her,"

Harry smiled a bit, "Thanks but… why are you all being so nice to me, I mean, you hardly know me and I'm no different from the others you choose to ignore at school…"

Edward was tempted to say, because you're my mate and I already love you more than you could imagine, but he couldn't say such a thing, that'd just make Harry run away and never return. No, Edward was going to have to earn Harry's trust, "You're different,"

Harry was wondering why he was at the Cullen's house in the first place, "different,"

The whisper somehow sounded as if it was Harry laughing at him, but he didn't bother to push it any further than just a whisper that the boy let out. Pausing to look towards the front entrance of the Cullen home, Edward said, "the others are home, try not to mind Rosalie too much,"

"I heard that!" a sharp voice, which reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley's howlers, "How dare you speak ill of me to our guests, Edward, I'm disappointed,"

Harry blinked when a gorgeous blond came into the kitchen and held her hand out for him to take, her gesture seemed nice and thoughtful, but the ill and irate look on her face suggested otherwise, "Nice to meet you," Harry told her. He looked over her shoulder to see Jasper being playfully shoved by a much larger vampire. Rosalie moved to the side and the bulky vampire childishly made his way over to Harry.

He felt intimidated, that's for sure, "Nice to meet you, the name's Emmett,"

"Ah, try not to let him scare you too much, he's a big teddy bear," Edward said, and Harry ceased being tense for the moment, still, being around a bunch of blood-suckers really made him feel uneasy.

Jasper made his way over and patted Harry's shoulder, "I'm Jasper, as you know, how nice of you to join us for supper," the caused a barking laugh to come from Emmett, and Harry could only manage a sheepish smile that held a bit of nervousness in it, Edward nudge him with a smile and said,

"He's kidding, I hope you know,"

"I know…" Harry tried to smile back as he replied.

There was the sound of a throat clearing, and they all turned towards where it had come from, Harry's expression dropped when he saw the horrid look on Dr. Cullen's face, and the next words made his whole world come crashing down, "I have some bad news,"

And there we have that, I don't think the length of this chapter measured up to the last, but in the very least this is where I wanted to cut it off. I hope you enjoyed, and Harry and Edward shall be getting closer soon, and then much bigger events will begin to happen so please, stay tuned. Also, I'm going to suggest my new story again, because I can and my life is crap, but anyway, I have a new Edward/Harry story, and I will be updating that soon too, so if you'd like to read that too you may, no pressure! x