A Tuesday, Harry paid for his lunch and carried his sandwich a Diet Coke to his table, when he the Cullens entered the cafeteria. By now Harry physically felt better than September and everyone was pleased. From what he could see, Edward's relationship with Bella had gotten better but Harry realized, though it still hurt, it didn't hurt as much anymore to the level that he could see them together and not bend over with cramps and pain.

Rosalie and Emmett passed by him. "Hi Harry." said Emmett.

"Hi Emmett. "said Harry. Rosalie smiled, his voice was strong and no longer trembled. "Hi Rosalie."

"Hi. "said Rosalie. "How are you?"

"I'm better." smiled Harry. "Much better."

"You look better." said Rosalie.

"Thanks." said Harry.

Emmett saw his other siblings sit at their usual table. "Well, we'll see you around."

"Yeah." said Harry. "Have a good day."

Twenty minutes into lunch, the Cullens were sitting around talking amongst themselves with Bella and Harry was staring out the window at his empty table. Heads turned when in walked Principal Turner with a rather odd but very striking looking woman strutting next to him. She was pale, with blue eyes behind black vintage 1950s pointed glasses, curly medium length Shirley Temple hair and long green talon shape fingernails. She wore a dark green crocodile skin jacket and knee length skirt, matching high heel boots and an elegant messenger bag over her shoulder. Harry knew exactly who this woman was. The Cullens looked over sniffing the air, her blood smelled off, different, it alluring and enticing just like Harrys…five times superior and enticing than humans, like an otherworldly scarlet ambrosia. "Mr. Potter." said Principal Turner.

"Mr. Turner…" said Harry. "Good afternoon."

"This is Miss. Rita Skeeter, he's from Hawk Eye Associates, Washington's most prestigious law firm." said Principal Turner. "She has some papers for you…" he turned to the strikingly odd looking woman. "I'll leave you to it ma'am."

Rita shook his head. "Thank you, Hawk Eye Associates thanks you for your cooperation." The Cullens, and every other student noticed her British accent, like Harrys. Alice and Rosalie loved her outfit while they both agreed with the rest of their siblings that she was kind of freaky fun looking…odd. But just like the rest of the student boy, the long green talon nails creeped them out.

"We're here to help." said Principal Turner. He smiled at Harry and walked out of the cafeteria. Over at the Cullen table, the vampires threw out questions. 'What would a prestigious law firm wanted with Harry? Is he in trouble? What was going on? Who is this strange woman?' they asked themselves.

"Please sit down." said Harry.

"Thank you. I am Rita Skeeter." she winked discretely from behind her glasses. Harry grinned back. "I'm here to deliver some legal papers from Hawk Eye Associates." The Cullens listened carefully and observed them from across the room. "Please sign here…" he took out a long bright orange quill. Harry smiled as a Hogwarts memory of their interview during the Wizarding Tournament flashed through his mind. The Cullens looks on with odd faces. 'An orange quill?' they thought. "Please, sign here Mr. Potter." He stretched a tablet. Harry signed the tablet with the quill afterwards. "I suggest you get your lawyer to look these over immediately."

"Of course Miss. Skeeter." said Harry while Rita put her things away. "Thank you, for everything."

"Good day Mr. Potter." grinned Rita. She shook Harrys hand and with a quick wink strutted out of the cafeteria.

Harry smiled at himself. Though Rita wasn't one of his favorite people in the world, he missed the Wizarding World so much that he was actually happy to see her. Like Sybil, seeing Rita was like a warm wink from his old self. Though he was almost sure this wasn't the friend Sybil talked about. He opened the envelope and read over the document. It was the official ownership papers for Sirius home there in Washington. Seeing it had a deadline, he smiled, deciding to skip his last classes. He picked up his things and raced out of the lunchroom to talk to his teachers, he was at the top of his class so he knew they wouldn't Cullens looked through the glass doors and watched him run out to his car and raced off.

It was the end of school, they went to the parking lot with Bella who wondering what they could do for the weekend, As they talked, Edward wondered 'What Harry was so excited about? Why did he leave so fast? Who was that woman really? Was everything alright?' Jasper along with Emmett and Rosalie turned to Alice. "Can you see what's happening with Harry?" he asked.

Alice shook her head. "No. When it comes to Harry all I see is a black hole of quietness like a brick wall."

"Guys, Bella and I are going to hang out at home." said Edward.

"Come on Alice." said Bella.

"Ok." said Alice. "Maybe I can convince you to go shopping."

Bella giggled. "You can try…Come one." She dragged Alice to Edwards car.

"Are you guys coming?" asked Rosalie.

"We have an errand to run." said Emmett.

"Yeah." Jasper nodded. "We'll catch you later." Rosalie gave them a look but walked off to her car. He turned to Emmett. "We're going after him aren't we."

"You bet we are." said Emmet. "I wanna know what's going on…I'll drive you track…Your nose is better than mine."

"Alight." said Jasper. "Lets hit it."

Jasper and Emmett tracked Harrys scent to the FORKSTREE INN. "Harry is staying here?!" said Jasper.

"He must have a lot of money to pay for a room here for so long." said Emmett. They walked into the hotel, admiring the country French design.

"This way…" said Jasper, he led Emmett up the stairs to the third floor. "Look…" he whispered. They saw Harry hugging a black caped hooded figure and escort him into his room. They tip toed like the dead over to the door.

"Do you feel that?" asked Emmett in a hushed tone only Japer could hear.

"Yes." said Jasper. They didn't know what it was, but there was strong magic was at work there, they could feel it, so they decided not try to go in. They just stood outside, with their vampire hearing and listened in on the conversation.

Harry led his friend, Dean Thomas who was a wizard lawyer and notary, to the living room igniting the fireplace. "I called you here so you could see these papers the Ministry sent me."

"Alright." said Dean. He took the papers and speed read them from top to bottom. "Ok…This is just a formal judicial document magicically acknowledging and confirming you as the sole heir of Lord Sirius Black, his fortune, his vaults and the sole owner of all the Black estates. This document is the official magical deed to your now Black estate here in Washington state."

"Ok." said Harry. "What's left to do?"

"Just sign it, there, there and there…" said Dean. Harry signed the papers, and after Dean finished signing his own name the papers lit up filling the room with green light. Jasper and Emmett felt the power and saw the green light glowing from beneath the door.

Harry saw the papers vanish from the room. "Where did they go Dean?"

"The papers have a direct magical link to the goblin offices at Gringotts." Dean explained. "They're probably already over there. All that's left is for the goblins to confirm your signature, once they confirm it they'll send it back…It won't take much time."

'Goblins?' thought Jasper to Emmett. 'No idea.' Emmett thought back. 'Who are these people?' Jasper turned to him. 'What are these people?' he thought back.

"Great." said Harry. "Would you like some tea while we wait?"

"I'd love some thank you." said Dean.

Harry waved his wand over the magazines on the living room table and chanted. "VERAVERTO." Transfiguring the magazines into a silver tea set. "Cream or lemon?" asked Harry.

"Cream." said Dean.

The tea pot poured the hot tea independently while Harry poured the cream. "Here."

"Thanks." said Dean. He took a sip. "Nice…What flavor is…?"

"Apple cinnamon." said Harry.

"Niiice!" said Dean. "So tell me, how's life here in Forks?"

"Well, I've been here for over seven months, I was seeing this guy and…" started Harry.

"A guy? What's his name?" asked Dean.

"His name was Edward, Edward Cullen." said Harry.

"Was?" asked Dean.

"He broke up with me." said Harry.

"He what?" asked Dean. "Is he crazy? When?"

"He broke up with me the night of our seven month anniversary." said Harry. "and I also learned he was seeing someone else for the last two months of our relationship."

"Is he a muggle." asked Dean.

"In a way." said Harry. "You can say he's a vampire." Emmett and Jaspers eyes widened, Harry knew what they were and he was telling it to this friend. How did he know?

"A vampire?" asked Dean. "You mean to tell me that with him being a vampire he still let you go?"

"He's a muggle vampire Dean." said Harry. "He has no idea who I am, who "Harry Potter" is. No one here does."

"So what now…?' asked Dean.

"Thank Merlin I never told Edward who I really was. He doesn't deserve it, to know about me and our world." said Harry.

"Why?" asked Dean.

"Well he dumped me for a muggle girl named Bella, who was seeing this guy named Jacob Black." said Harry. Dean looked up at him. "I don't know if he's related to Sirius. But two people can have the same last name and not be related." Dean nodded at his comment.

Dean scoffed at this Edward person. "What an asshole."

"We met, Jacob and I…and..." Harry continued. "and we've become very…close."

"You think he's worthy of you?" asked Dean. "This Jacob?"

"Yes." said Harry. "Something tells me we have more in common you think…if you get my drift."

"You think he's supernatural too?" asked Dean.

"Directly, I'm not sure yet, but that he's open to it and is somehow involved with it…I think so yeah." said Harry.

"And you like him?" asked Dean.

"Yes." said Harry. "Even given me so much more than Edward, he brought me back to life. With Jacob, I feel there's a deeper connection."

Dean took a sip of tea. "How so?"

"We understand each other, we trust each other. I mean we were both jilted and broken, we both found each other and helped each other heal and… discovered a deep connection a bond…"

"Which would be?" asked Dean.

"Friendship, compassion, support, definitely lust and…" Harry stopped there.

"Love?" asked Dean with a grin.

"Maybe…I don't think we're there yet, but I think we're heading that way." said Harry. "I'm not arguing."

"Alright!" said Dean. He high fived Harry. The room lit up with glowing light, which the Cullens saw from under the door outside. Dean looked over the papers to see everything was in order. "All right Harry." He handed him the papers. "Congratulations, Blackpine Cottage is officially all yours!" The Cullens eyes widened. They had heard of that cottage, not only was it in the Quileute Reservation but it was also known to be haunted and cursed. They had even sensed it's power, a mile or two away, when they passed by it on their way to their hunting grounds. It's a haunted place with definite supernatural activity. "Is he hot?" he asked. Harry looked at him. "Jacob."

"Yes." said Harry. "Very, very, VERY hot. He's too hot."

"Is he Veela?" asked Dean. Jasper and Emmett looked at each other 'Veela? What are these two talking about?' they thought.

"No." said Harry. "I don't think so. I didn't get that vibe."

"Hmm…You know." said Dean. "I think shapeshifters are common on this side of the United States. I'd check into that."

"Ok, I will. But yeah…He's hot." Said Harry. "Sometimes I think he's too hot to be next to me."

"Don't say that Harry." said Dean. "You should be proud of yourself, proud for defeating the most dangerous dark wizard in history and saving both worlds." he took Harrys hand. "That you sacrificed everything for us, losing many loved ones in the war. You deserve happiness."

"Dean..." Harry sighed. "When do you know it's right?"

"You just know." said Dean. "You'll know soon."

Harry smiled. "That's what Professor Trelawney said."

"Sybil?" asked Dean. "She's here?"

"The Ministry sent her to look after me." said Harry. "I have to admit it makes me feel better to have someone I know from our world here. It makes me feel connected to you all." He decided to change the subject. "Speaking of our world…What's happening over there in England? What is Rita Skeeter doing as a mailwitch? Can you imagine my surprise when she walked into the school cafeteria today at lunch to hand me the papers…"

"Oh I can imagine." Dean laughed. "Now, apart from writing her venomous column at THE DAILY PROPHET, she also works for the Ministry as a Special International Legal Mailwitch."

"Wow…" said Harry. "And...How's everyone else?"

Dean smiled. "Hermione and Ron are working at Hogwarts."

"Really?" gasped Harry.

"Yeah. Hermione is teaching History of Magic & Ancient Runes and Ron is teaching Flying and he's also the Gryffindor Quidditch Coach." said Dean. "Draco moved to France… Luna and Neville are working at the Ministry. Luna is in the Department of Magical Creatures and Neville is in the Department of Magical Herbology."

"And…" said Harry. "And my brother?"

"Caleb…" said Dean. "He's working as a Magiologist in the Department of Magical Creatures, more specifically in the Magical Waterlife Branch."

"Magiologist?" asked Harry. "What was that again?"

"A magical biologist, studying magical wildlife and a doctor for magical creatures." said Dean.

"And… What about the wizarding word?" asked Harry.

"Fenrir Greyback has escaped Azkaban, as did Bellatrix." said Dean. "They've been recruiting again."

"Shit." muttered Harry turning pale.

"Harry, relax we're monitoring it at the Ministry." said Dean. "That's why you've been prohibited from contacting anyone back home, we don't want to risk them finding you. You should be careful, because we don't know if any Deatheaters fled to America after the war. Once this whole thing is over you'll be able to come home…Harry, please, just promise me you'll be careful."

"I will." said Harry. He changed the subject. "So these papers are safe right, no one can change them or break them."

"Nope." said Dean. "They're notarized, and signed by you, me and the Director of the Gringotts Bank. The goblins also have a copy at the bank just in case, you know how they are about safety. It's totally legal, and unbreakable."

Harry nodded. "Good."

Dean checked his watch. "I have to go." He put on his cape and pulled his hood over his head.

Harry walked Dean to the door. The Cullens hid, but kept on looking and listening as the black hooded figure emerge from the room with Harry into the empty hall. They saw them hug and after Harry closed the door to this room the hooded figure vanished in a puff of gold and red smoke.

Emmett and Jasper were awestruck as they walked back to their car. "They're wizards." said Jasper. "Incredible isn't it."

"Yeah." said Emmett. "Do you trust they'll keep out secret?"

"Yes." said Jasper. "Totally. Harry doesn't care about harming us at all and his friend though he's angry at Edward, he won't harm us either, to him we're just one of countless vampires they've seen or heard of…Plus it looks like they have bigger problems on their hands helping protect Harry from danger."

"Too bad Edward didn't stay with Harry. He would've kept him safe from everyone." said Emmett. "Plus we wouldn't have to hide who we are. Again, here's proof that Edward made a terrible mistake with Bella."

"And I fear…" said Jasper. "I fear his choice will cost him a lot. Soon he'll realize the priceless treasure he threw away."

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