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Chapter 7:
(7/11)
The family was slightly hectic as a whole on the weekend Edward was planning on taking Bella to the meadow.
Bets were exchanged (mainly between Jasper and Emmett) on whether Bella would survive the day. Alice bet on Bella surviving.
Harry rolled his eyes pushing away the slight niggling worry, he was sure Edward would be able to control himself.
He was proved right when Alice grinned triumphantly that night.
"Edward's going to bring Bella round to meet us all tomorrow." Alice stated nearly bouncing round with glee. Rosalie scowled.
Harry and Carlisle shared a warm glance before Harry turned to Jasper.
"Jazz, Em, will you teach me to fight?" Harry asked seeing that they were bored and looked about ready to start wrestling in the lounge, Harry did not want to replace furniture again, there was only so much a 'reparo' could do.
Harry could almost physically feel Carlisle's concern and he resisted the urge to roll his eyes again.
"Sure, if you want to get your ass handed to you again." Emmett commented with an easy going shrug. Jasper nodded sending Emmett a sharp toothed grin.
Out of all the male vampires Harry was the least strong and the smallest. He had a slight almost willowy frame, he wasn't short but he was slight.
This meant that in a fight he relied on his speed and ability to dodge.
Fighting as vampires was different to fighting as humans and Harry hadn't learnt to physically fight as a human in the first place anyway.
They ran to a clearing suitably far enough away so that the residents of Forks wouldn't hear the clashing of their icy rock hard bodies if it got that loud. Harry was the first there, Edward was the fastest out of all of them but Harry was nearly as speedy and Edward was with Bella at the moment.
Harry was a quick learner but he would never be quite as good at fighting as Edward, Jasper or Emmett were, or even Carlisle.
Carlisle never liked watching Harry learn to fight. There was something comical about the picture of Harry getting ready to go against Emmett (even more so with Emmett and Alice) but the brutal smack of bodies and the violence was not really to Harry or Carlisle's taste.
When they finally returned home, Carlisle and Harry arm in arm and Jasper and Emmett still tussling, they found Rosalie and Alice going through the fashion designs Alice was again creating, Rosalie over her shoulder helping and commenting here and there.
Harry smiled; he might have saved the furniture for tonight.
They cleaned up (their cold hard bodies might not have been harmed but their clothes and bodies were mud stained at the least) Jasper and Emmett's clothing was beyond repair.
It was still early but a sense of anticipation filled the Cullen house hold, they were going to be properly introduced to Bella Swan, potential future member of their family.
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Bella smoothed down her blouse nervously. She wasn't nervous about going into a house full of vampires but nervous as to whether they would like her or not.
Edward opened the door and they stepped inside. The inside was just as breathtaking as the outside, even more so in fact. What had probably been a few rooms had been merged into one large room; an entire wall had been replaced with glass windows that stretched from floor to ceiling.
It could have been an imposing room, so clean and neat but there were little homey touches dotted about that made it comforting.
Bella caught her breath when she saw Edward's parents. She had seen them both before of course but their inhuman beauty struck her again. She (and every other student) was struck each time they walked into Harry's class.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen stood arm in arm with Harry Potter-Cullen both outrageous in their perfection and so young looking. Now she could see them standing together Bella noticed they were a striking couple, both had too pale skin of course but Harry had pitch dark hair to counter Carlisle's warm blond tones.
There was an odd thing about Harry, even for vampires, his eyes were a singular stunning green and so achingly soulful and full of bright emotion and life.
Bella recalled what Edward had told her about each family member and his confusing words on Harry.
..."In some ways Harry is both the most human of us and the least. He was part of a rather...odd race of humans when he was alive who could all harness a different type of energy to their wills, it is termed magic but I believe it is a form of energy that only select few can utilise. So when he was turned some of his abilities transferred too as well as the fact that on a diet of animal blood his eyes remain the green he sported before he was turned.
Harry is one of those rare few people who has no desire to be powerful, so he uses what he can do for little things and basically ignores what he can do because it is less than what he could do before...I'm not explaining it quite right, you'll have to see for yourself.
Also he is odd in vampire terms for many reasons but the main ones being his choice of diet, his green eyes and the fact humans just don't seem to fear him instinctively as much as they do the others of our family."...
Both Carlisle and Harry were dressed casually, well casual for them; Bella noticed absently how messy Harry's hair actually was all the time.
"Carlisle, Harry this is Bella." Edward said breaking the short silence. Both of them smiled warmly at Bella and moved forward slowly, so as not to scare her probably.
"It's nice to see you again, Dr. Cullen and Mr. Potter-Cullen." Bella greeted feeling a burst of surprising confidence.
"Please, call me Carlisle." Carlisle implored shaking her hand gently.
"Yes, call me Harry; Mr makes me sound so old." Harry commented with a wry grin that widened when Edward snorted and Carlisle chuckled.
Bella wondered just how old Harry was from that comment, she knew he was older than Edward, he had been there when Edward was turned after all, but how much older? Her curiosity burned and she felt boundless questions form in her head. She would ask them in time, she supposed.
"It is nice to meet you properly, Bella, it doesn't feel the same in a classroom." Harry commented warmly stepping back, his smile turning fond as Carlisle wrapped an arm around his waist.
Bella didn't dwell on Rosalie's aversion to her instead feeling slightly happy by Alice's enthusiastic greeting.
She listened as Edward explained Carlisle's past, how he was turned, his discovery of another way of living with himself as a vampire, his studies in science, medicine and the arts. Edward drew her over to a painting of five different people and Bella realised she recognised two of them, the blond and black hair, the topaz and emerald eyes a big giveaway.
"He met Aro, Marcus and Caius, three much more civilised and refined vampires than the ones living in the London sewers. He stayed with them a while and it was there he met Harry. Carlisle was there two years before Harry arrived wanting to know more of vampires from vampires themselves, he and some of his friends and acquaintances had all been forcibly turned at the same time.
They had heard of Carlisle and so Harry and four of his friends also knew it was possible to be 'vegetarians', Harry had never met anyone outside of his group who abstained from human blood and Carlisle had never met or even heard of another vampire living off of animals. Harry was born in 1780." Bella did the quick math in her head.
"I won't go into detail of their courtship, kept hidden from humans because they were both male, they found solace in one another.
Carlisle had been lonely for over one-hundred years and Harry was barely twenty years into his vampire life and still grieving." Edward paused but continued before Bella could ask who Harry had been grieving.
"They decided to travel to The New World together and it was there that Carlisle was able to practise medicine while Harry branched into other avenues of education, he hadn't formally studied human teachings before, his aunt and uncle refused to let him have a tutor even if he used his departed parent's money. And soon they came to Chicago.
Carlisle had never changed another person into a vampire before so he was a bit unsure but he turned me to avoid my death and brought me back to the house he and Harry were living in, posing as cousins."
Edward led Bella gently to his room.
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Harry loved their baseball games, it was as close to Quidditch as he could get really, seeing as brooms went far too slow for his vampire speed and he wouldn't be able to play anyway.
He did like to just fly but if he ever wanted to do that he used the Hogwarts pitch after he finished teaching for the day, it was easier and safer on all accounts.
Unfortunately his children had a predilection for cheating or arguing during a match so he and (normally) Carlisle took it in turns to play and referee.
Harry was standing with Bella to the side when the vision struck Alice, three nomadic vampires; human blood drinkers had heard their game and come to investigate.
Harry's heart plummeted.
And he stared with unabashed worry and fear at Bella.
Harry swapped positions with Edward but none of them were properly playing anymore, too tense and too worried to pay attention.
They were right to worry when it appeared James, one of the nomad vampires, seemed intent on tracking and draining Bella. It seemed he enjoyed challenges and they had handed him a rather good one all neatly wrapped up with a bow.
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Rosalie refused to swap clothes with Bella and she was the only female roughly the same size as Bella, Alice was much too small.
So Edward turned to Harry. Harry frowned but he swung Bella gently up into his arms and into a dark room just up the stairs.
"What are we doing?" Bella asked curiously as Harry set her down on her feet.
"Trying to confuse the smell, it won't work for long but it might help you escape with more ease. And I'm the closest to your size apart from Rosalie." Harry answered. Bella heard his clothes dropping on the floor but couldn't see anything in the dark. Harry suddenly and inexplicably chuckled in amusement.
Bella turned a questioning face his way even as she fumbled with the buttons of her shirt.
"This isn't the first time I've had to wear woman's clothes. I am very glad you wear trousers and shirts, dresses are so restricting. Especially lace filled, frilly ones. I had to wear it to escape the Malfoy dungeons." Harry commented still sounding amused.
"I don't think I'll fit..." Bella said hesitantly but Harry just tugged off her shirt. Bella pulled down her own jeans putting on the material shirt Harry passed her way.
Harry somehow was already dressed in Bella's clothes, and he deftly rolled up the hems of his trousers on Bella's smaller form a couple of times so she could walk before picking her back up and running downstairs faster than she could blink.
Harry's clothes on her were tight in some places and too loose in others and it was the same for him. He didn't have curves, he was male after all, and her shoulders weren't quite as broad as Harry's which were straining the fabric of Bella's shirt slightly.
"Hi mum." Emmett teased when he saw Harry dressed in Bella's clothes. Harry shrugged.
"It's better than a 19th century style dress; more comfortable than a corset too." Harry bantered back. A few flitting smiles appeared on the others faces before they all turned serious again in the theat.
Carlisle handed each of the Cullens a small silver mobile phone. Harry was handed an odd metal case, the phone inside and a reminder to be careful with it. Apparently electronics didn't do so well with Harry.
When it was Harry and Rosalie's turn to be the distraction, leaving the Cullen house, by taking Bella's truck and Harry wearing Bella's clothes and so her scent Harry gently touched Bella's cheek and told her to be careful.
He hoped everyone would be alright, James was (according to Laurent, the other male vampire nomad) lethal.
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They found Bella soon after they landed in Phoenix.
For some reason Bella had escaped Alice and Jasper (who were looking after her) and gone to meet with James at the Dance Studio Alice kept seeing in her visions.
Edward was near frantic rushing past all of them with more speed than Harry had thought was possible even for a vampire.
They came across Bella's broken and bleeding form. Emmett and Jasper immediately began to dispose of James while Edward dropped to the floor by Bella and Carlisle immediately began examining the extent of Bella's wounds.
It wasn't until she shrieked that her hand was burning that they realised she had been bitten. Harry even amidst all the desperation stilled at the look on Edward's face, such a broken agonised look as he pleaded with Carlisle to help her.
But Carlisle was too focused on tending to Bella to suck out the venom and Alice was barely keeping her control as it was. Edward turned agonised eyes to Harry. Harry shook his head.
"I can't. I haven't fed in more than three weeks...Edward, I barely managed to tear away when I changed Emmett and his blood wasn't a sweet as hers." Harry whispered doing all he could to help Carlisle. Harry's eyes were black, he was more than hungry, he wouldn't be able to control himself if he even attempted to suck the venom out of Bella.
He could resist the scent but not the taste.
Harry had thought he couldn't feel prouder of Edward before but he was wrong.
The sense of pride he felt when Edward managed to suck the venom out of Bella's hand and then stop was beyond all Harry had felt.
Like when sharks scented blood they got completely blinded by it so did vampires and tasting it made it worse.
A vampire could be threatened on all sides by other vampires but ignore them in favour of draining a human body, totally oblivious to their surroundings.
Harry likened it to the Imperius curse only there wasn't really a way to defend against it. You were powerless to the scent, taste, look of blood and only exposure to it could lessen the thrall.
Harry, Emmett and Jasper left Phoenix to return to Forks and Rosalie before Charlie or Renee, called by Alice, arrived.
It would be better if they were in Forks, Harry supposedly looking after Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper while Carlisle was supposedly being a responsible parent and going with Edward and Alice to meet with Bella and convince her to come back to Forks. That was their story.
That and Bella having fallen down two flights of stairs and through a window...Alice was a little too gleeful at constructing that event.
When they all returned to Forks (except Renee) Charlie was more than a little irritated by Edward, he seemed to hold him responsible for Bella's 'accident' and he was almost kissing Carlisle's feet in thankfulness for medically helping his daughter.
Harry he had treated with a little wariness when he dropped round more dinners for both Bella and Charlie but that soon disappeared after one of their quiet chats.
Harry was more than relieved they had all survived the encounter with James, even if the female vampire had escaped them. But whenever he looked at Edward's torn even agonised expression when he was thinking of Bella Harry couldn't help but feel a sickly foreboding feeling in his gut.
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Rosalie and Emmett decided to go to Africa for the summer, they returned for Bella's birthday party that Alice had decided to throw for Bella, Emmett had wanted to be there, Rosalie still emphatically did not like Bella.
Charlie now seemed to tolerate Edward but he adored Alice, probably because Alice had helped Bella do things like shower etc when she was still recovering from the Phoenix incident.
Every single one of the Cullen's were excited for the birthday party, the last one they had held was for Emmett in 1935.
Harry even thought Rosalie seemed more cheerful despite herself.
Harry eyed Carlisle in his tuxedo with relish. It seemed the feeling was returned as Carlisle didn't take his eyes off of Harry either. Harry walked over to Carlisle as though dragged by an invisible force, he could not stay away. Carlisle met him half way, gently tracing Harry's cheek with his hand before drawing Harry into dance, to the music he had just put on.
Harry and Carlisle twirled around, dancing dances they had both learnt with the Volturi in Italy and along their travels; it was an odd unique dance, suited to them. They constantly switched lead, probably too subtle for most people to even notice the changeover.
Harry had not particularly liked dance lessons as a teenager but he had to learn them, they were essential for all the balls he had to attend being the last Potter, and Lord of his house. Not to mention the defeater of Voldemort.
But dancing with Carlisle was like flying, utterly freeing while somehow tethering him to reality.
They had spent hours at a time dancing unaware of anything but each other many times over the years they had enjoyed together especially during the beginning of their courtship.
Harry's eyes were locked on Carlisle's and the world faded around them as they danced lost in each other. It was like drowning only without the panic and breathlessness, drifting with the waves unable to control your direction, only able to relax and drift where swept.
They lost all sense of time, all recollection of coherent thought as they flew across the floor of the large living room, steps always in time, graceful with the dips and twirls.
It was with reminiscent grins that they danced the more risqué dances of the 1800s; with fond smiles they danced the more socially acceptable dances and with warm looks and eyes declaring their love for all to see they danced the slow dances.
Neither noticed Alice clearing the room and decorating it for the party or as their children watched them occasionally, with contentment nor did they notice Jasper edging closer and eventually settling himself down in the corner of the room drawn in by the peaceful and above all joyful emotions radiating from the two men.
It was rare for Jasper to feel utterly content basking in others emotions.
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Bella hesitated as she and Edward made their way to the Cullen house, she really did not want a birthday party. And knowing Alice it was bound to be too much.
As they entered the living room however Bella's breath caught. She barely noticed all the pink candles dotted about, the masses of roses or the light pink birthday cake with glass plates stacked next to it. Her eyes were drawn to the couple dancing oh so elegantly in the middle of the room.
Her eyes widened and she stood still just watching enraptured by the graceful motions. It was different to Jasper and Alice and Rosalie and Emmett dancing at the prom a few weeks ago because Carlisle and Harry were dancing unaware of their audience, just dancing for themselves and they didn't have to hide their vampirism.
Bella felt the slight urge to look away from the mesmerising sight feeling like she was intruding a private moment but she couldn't tear her eyes away. She felt Edward wrap his arm around her waist and just stand there with her eyes fixed on the two dancing (it was more like flying, gliding) painfully beautiful men.
It wasn't exactly the dancing that was so captivating but the emotions so evident by the soulful green eyes and shining from Carlisle's own gold orbs.
You could never doubt Carlisle and Harry's love, it was in every action every word spoken but it was different, so utterly obvious as they danced, like sunlight over a rippling stream.
They flowed and fit so well it was like staring at a waterfall, or a particularly beautiful sunset or sunrise. No, they were more like the ocean sparkling on a clear summer's day, Bella eventually decided.
She eventually managed to look away only to find Emmett holding Rosalie in his arms both of them watching with such tender, raw emotions and Alice and Jasper were in a like position. Jasper for once seemed utterly at ease, his usual military posture relaxed slightly and his face softened. Bella snuck a look at Edward's face to find the same peacefulness cover the set of his features as well.
Bella couldn't help but feel she was getting an exclusive insight to the Cullen family and their unique dynamic. She relaxed into Edward's side and returned her attention to the men flowing like water through the room.
About fifteen minutes into Bella and Edward's arrival Carlisle and Harry's motions seemed to slow and in less than five minutes they were just swaying in place gazes locked. Slowly, as though they were swimming through treacle to reach reality they broke their intense gaze.
Bella got the feeling that if he still could Harry would be flushing red when he realised they were all just watching. Harry blinked slowly as if dazed.
"You haven't been waiting long have you? How long have we been dancing? I do apologise..." Harry trailed off looked slightly mortified. Carlisle chuckled although there was a regretful twist to his lips as he tugged Harry into his chest.
Harry's voice seemed to have broken the spell their dance had caused and Jasper's posture returned to normal, his face tight, Rosalie's smile drifted from her face, Emmett regained his usual cheeky grin, Alice stirred and Edward stepped away from Bella slightly.
"Don't apologise." Bella protested, she was grateful none of the attention had been on her when she first arrived and the dance had been...magnificent not something Harry should feel embarrassed by. "It was...utterly beautiful." She finished quietly completely sincere. Harry eyes softened slightly at her words and a warm smile crossed his lips.
"Well, Happy Birthday, Bella. I know you dislike a fuss being made of you but I hope you enjoy yourself." Harry said warmly and Bella flushed but couldn't quite muster up the annoyance she had felt mere seconds ago for the party being thrown for her.
"Yes, we did attempt to rein Alice in." Carlisle joked gently.
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Harry watched quietly content, surrounded by his immediate family, as Bella unwrapped the silver wrapping paper around an empty box that displayed a car stereo. Even Rosalie smiled at Bella's confused thanks.
"Emmett's installing it now so you can't return or refuse it." Edward explained.
Emmett chuckled as he bounced back into the room to watch Bella open Alice and Edward's present.
It was then that the previously peaceful joy they all felt disappeared.
"Shoot." Bella muttered as she managed to slice her finger with the wrapping paper in a shallow paper cut. Harry could see a drop of blood well up from her finger with dawning horror.
"No!" Edward exclaimed knocking Bella back and crashing into Jasper who had leapt for Bella eyes fixed on the small droplet of blood. Bella crashed into the glass plates and Harry held his breath eyes still wide as blood began to stream from the myriad of cuts now littering Bella's arms from the broken plates.
"Emmett, Rose, get Jasper outside." Carlisle ordered voice calm and quiet but definitely commanding.
Rosalie her face slightly smug and Emmett, unsmiling, dragged Jasper outside staying away from his snapping teeth and ignoring his snarls.
Harry cleaned and set up the dining table for Carlisle to use to remove the glass from Bella's wounds carefully breathing in and out relaxing when he found he could control himself fine. Harry could deal with blood being split in front of him but he wouldn't trust himself to be able to bite someone and then stop.
He had bitten Emmett to turn him, but only because Carlisle wasn't there and because Rosalie had begged. It had been down to Rosalie's pleading face and Emmett's dying eyes, much the same colour as Teddy's had been when in his natural form, that Harry had managed not to drain Emmett...it had been close though, too close.
Harry smiled a little sadly at Bella who looked rather woozy.
Harry had studied medicine under Carlisle's tutelage years ago so he knew enough to help. To be honest Harry could probably qualify as a doctor properly if he felt the inclination. Harry gathered Carlisle's equipment while watching Alice and Edward carefully.
Bella, Alice and Carlisle managed to convince Edward to go and comfort Jasper who was likely feeling wretched when he came back to his senses. Harry felt a pang of sympathy; it was so difficult for Jasper, such a massive difference to the first years of his vampire life.
Alice too left the room an apologetic look sent Bella's way. Harry went to the kitchen and got Bella a glass of cool water.
Bella sighed.
"Well that's everyone. I can clear the room at least." Bella commented. Harry smiled at her when he returned with the water, he held it for her to sip from, her arms were being treated.
"It's not your fault, it could happen to anyone." Carlisle soothed intent on his work.
"Could. But it usually happens to me." Bella responded dryly.
Carlisle laughed and Harry smiled.
Bella eyed Harry and Carlisle's relaxed expressions.
"How can you do this? Even Alice..." Bella trailed off.
"Years and years of practice." Carlisle replied. "I barely notice the scent of blood anymore."
Harry grimaced and Bella looked at him curiously knowing it wasn't the same for him, she was very astute.
"I...I have spent years practising as well, about two-hundred years to Carlisle's three-hundred but I...has Edward ever told you about Teddy?" Harry asked struggling to explain. Bella shook her head with a curious frown.
"He was my godson but his parents were murdered mere months after he was born. So Teddy lived with me and his grandmother. I was seventeen and I adored him. Teddy pulled me out of the slight depression I was in at the time, a lot of my friends had died and someone I thought of as a brother...He was my son in all but blood. He was five when the massacre happened and I was bitten along with some of my friends and many people I knew were killed. By the time I was confident enough in my control to be around Teddy, I knew no vampires able to restrain me if I fell under bloodlust, I was the most restrained of all the vampires I had met at that point, I found out Teddy had died from sickness. That is how I resist blood; for how can I take away someone else's Teddy?" Harry explained haltingly.
Bella accepted his explanation with shocked and compassionate brown eyes.
"Also Carlisle reckons because I was used to going without food for long periods of time that I could adjust better." Harry continued. Bella frowned in thought.
"Do you think it would be harder if you took a vacation from the hospital for a long time? And weren't around any blood?" Bella asked Carlisle while still eyeing Harry thoughtfully.
"Maybe." Carlisle shrugged his shoulders, but his hands remained steady. "I've never felt the need for an extended holiday." He flashed a brilliant smile. "I enjoy my work too much."
Harry chuckled at Carlisle's understatement. The only times Carlisle ever took a break was when Harry went to visit his friends and that was never for more than a month at a time.
Harry lost himself in his own thoughts as he left to clear up the blood with some strong bleach in the other room. He tuned out Carlisle's and Bella's conversation about Carlisle's faith, why he had bitten Edward and Edward's mother absently.
The look on Edward's face as he left Bella to speak with Jasper was playing in Harry's mind.
It was a dead, flat look but there was burning determination and a set to Edward's lips that Harry didn't like.
He was right to feel apprehensive.
That night, once Edward returned after seeing Bella to sleep like he always did, he informed them, pleaded with them that they were all going to leave Forks. Leave Bella behind for her own safety.
Harry was crushed. He quite liked Bella so far and Edward seemed so alive and happy with her. But it was Edward's choice. He would miss Charlie.
The others left first until it was only Carlisle, Harry and Edward still in Forks. They had to wait a few days so Carlisle could leave as his contract with the hospital stated.
It was on the day Edward was going to tell Bella they were leaving, a 'clean break' he had stated in an emotionless tone, that Harry went to the Police Station to inform Charlie that they were leaving.
Harry entered the small police station slowly and since the secretary liked him (she tried to flirt with him) she let him go to Charlie's office. Harry knocked waiting utterly still and silent for Charlie to let him in or tell him to just enter.
Harry opened the door at Charlie's call and smiled slightly, Charlie was sitting at his desk doing paperwork.
"Hello Charlie." Harry greeted, his voice sounded strained to his ears and it seemed Charlie caught that as he waved Harry into the seat in front of the desk.
"Harry, is something wrong?" Charlie asked brows furrowing. Harry shook his head and sighed.
"I just came to say...we're leaving Forks." Harry stated baldly reminding himself to blink even as he toyed with the edges of his jacket. Charlie was not stupid; he leaned back in his seat.
"You mean your whole family is leaving." Charlie clarified and Harry nodded miserably.
"Carlisle got offered a position at another hospital..." This was true but not the reason they were leaving. "It was a short window of opportunity so we had three days to pack up and leave." Harry swallowed. "I wanted to say goodbye before we left. We're leaving tonight."
Charlie sighed gustily a sudden thought making him frown in concern.
"What about Edward and Bella? Are they going to still...date...just long distance?" Charlie asked his protective concern for his daughter obvious. Harry felt wretched, he genuinely loved Forks, he had a friend he had known for three years in Charlie and he had liked the idea of Bella in their family.
Harry shrugged.
"Edward's a teenager...He doesn't confide much to us." He didn't need to; they all knew each other quite well. Charlie coughed slightly awkwardly, he didn't know how to deal with a teenage daughter nor did he really want to think too much about her dating.
"Well Forks won't be quite the same without you or Dr. Cullen." Charlie eventually said gruffly. Harry smiled, it disappeared quickly.
"I'll miss Forks...it's such a lovely place. I'll keep in contact." Harry promised looking round the small office wistfully. "I hope you don't starve under your cooking, at least Bella is good at making dinner for you."
Charlie grinned slightly at the teasing jab and he ran a hand through his thinning curly brown hair, he would be sad to see Harry go and the rest of the family seemed nice and good.
Harry said his goodbyes and left to join Carlisle in the car that was packed and ready to leave.
Edward wasn't going to come with them; he was going to tell Bella.