Albus was locked up in his room thinking about the new problem there is with his plan. Harry Potter was D.E.A.D or so he told people. He sighed, why must that boy be so annoying? First with the complicated prophecy, was it Harry Potter or Neville Longbottom destined to be the chosen one? When Voldemort attacked the Potters he thought that it was young harry. So despite the will and the guardian ship rights he took the boy to the muggles home to be made humble. Then made him biased against the slytherin house. He made sure his weapon would be perfect. But no that bloody boy can't do anything right. Albus sat down on the blue bed and tried to get a few hours of sleep, maybe if I get some sleep I can figure out a way to change him back.
Harry woke up in a cold sweat, clutching his chest to calm his non-beating heart. "damn not even two hours tonight!" harry said angrily as he looked over at the small electronic clock on his bedside table. He tried to go back to sleep but couldn't the echoed sound of cruel laughter rang in his ears. Somewhere Voldemort had killed, and was happy about it. Harry tossed and turned for a while till he decided to stay awake for the rest of the night.
Harry slowly made his way to the library where he knew Carlisle would be. Harry sighed as he pushed open the large doors to find a content vampire reading some old crusty books. "Carlisle may I stay here with you?" harry said cautiously even though it had been months he still called Carlisle his name and not Dad or Father, even though he called Esme mom. It just seemed more natural this way.
Carlisle turned and smiled at his shy son and motioned him over to sit in the chair beside him. Harry did so slowly and listened as Carlisle started to read out loud. The story was entertaining at the least, it was about a werewolf falling in love with a human girl and then in his transformation killing her. The story was long and sad but in the end the werewolf ends up finding a cure and lives the rest of his life as a normal average person.
By the time Carlisle had finished reading harry had become quite thoughtful on the subject of werewolves. the thought about Remus in particular, Aro had said that the potion they took was poison. Harry wanted to deny it but when Carlisle's granddaughter Renesme and her boyfriend the werewolf Jacob came over he had seen how the wolves can be if they stop taking the damn potion. The wolfsbane is a poison and he wanted to tell Remus that but deep down he knew Remus would never believe him.
"Harry son what's on your mind?" Carlisle said getting up and putting the book away. Harry ran a hand threw his still messy hair, "I was thinking about Remus a werewolf that I know and how he would react to seeing me." Harry said quickly, ok so it wasn't the whole truth but it was still true. Carlisle sighed and walked over to harry bending down to hug him. "Harry I know you miss them, but you must not try to linger on your old life. Most vampires have a very bad memory of their past life, but you weren't cursed with the fate of not remembering. You have your memories but you can't live in the past, it will only hurt you more, do you understand?" Carlisle said slowly petting down the boys ruffled hair. Harry only nodded slowly and hugged him back.
He stayed like that till a few hours later when they both became hungry. Harry smiled as he smelt the bear that was probably chained up in his room. He frowned when he smelt human he turned around just to come face to face with Aro he was covered in human blood. AS refined as he acts Aro is one of the sloppiest eaters in the entire Volturi harry rolled his eyes as Aro began to clean off his mouth and chin of blood.
Aro caught a scent of bear and had to force himself not to regurgitate his breakfast. He turned to look at harry and sighed "How you put up with drinking that thing is beyond me, even if it is only you keep your eyes from turning red." He smirked as harry crossed his arms and rolled his eyes "think what you like Aro, but I enjoy bear." Aro started laughing at was a funny joke in his eyes. Harry just turned and left for his bedroom angry at Aro for his obnoxious nature, angry at Carlisle for trying to understand, and angry at the two biggest pains in his life Albus and Voldemort. Tomorrow Voldemort will be coming to discuss if the vampires will ally with them in the war. Aro wouldn't tell him anything about it besides that he must be there and it was making him more and more agitated by the second. Harry smiled as he looked at the bear, "you will be my stress relief for today mister bear!" harry said just before attacking the large animal.