A/N: next chapter! hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: Not mine, J.K.R.'s and S.M.'s

Chapter 12

When Edward and the other Immortal teenagers arrived at school that Monday, there was a notice on the entrance door, with a group of students crowding around it.

Alice bound forward, and made her way trough the crowd to see the announcement. When she came back, she was grinning from ear to ear.

"What is it Alice?" Edward asked.

"A new teacher." Alice said happily.

"A new teacher? Who? What subject?" Emmett asked.

"Mr. Draco Malfoy, teaching French" Alice said.

Edward's eyes went wide, fear evident in his Topaz eyes.

"You mean, the blond from your vision?" Edward asked Alice.

"Probably" Alice shrugged before skipping off to her locker.

Edward took French since his first year here, he liked the old French teacher, and was slightly upset by her retirement before the term started. Now that French class was reinstated, he thought he'd be excited.

Then of course there was Alice's Vision, which basically ruined French for him now.

Upon entering the French classroom, he was shocked to see Mr. Malfoy sleeping on Harry Potter's lap.

"Oh , early as always." Harry said.

"Uh, sir....?" Edward trailed off.

"Oh! Right, Draco, your new french teacher had a headache and, well, fell asleep. I'll just wake him up." Harry said, before shaking the blond awake.

Edward couldn't understand the unreasonable hate he felt towards the blond, or the odd feeling at the pit of his dead, empty stomach.

"Huh? Harry, what happened?" the blond asked.

"Draco, you fell asleep on my lap." Harry said.

"Why'd you wake me up then? your lap is really comfortable." Draco said, making something in Edward stir in anger, though he had no idea why.

"Your class is starting, actually, i believe most of your class is already here." Harry said, pointing out the almost full classroom, which Edward had failed to notice in his emotional fight with himself.

"Oh right, sorry i took your time Harry, you can go" Draco said, getting up whilst fixing his hair.

"Okay, be nice" Harry said, getting up and heading towards the door.

"Je suis Draco Malfoy, votre professeur de français nouvelle, ma première règle est «l'idiotie ne sera pas toléré." Harry heard Draco say before he left, and laughed. (he said, I am Draco Malfoy, your new French teacher, my first rule is 'idiocy will not be tolerated.')

Draco heard Harry laugh and smirked.

"Prenez vos places, if you cannot understand what i am saying, please sit in front." (Take your seats) Draco said, Edward took a seat in the back, looking at the blond intensely.

"Maintenant, si vous tournez vos livres à la page 134, if you did not understand that, turn to page 2 and start reading." Draco said.(Please turn your books to page 134)

Edward turned to the said page, it held a short story in English.

"Des volontaires de lire la page 134?" Draco asked.(Any Volunteers to read page 134?)

Several hands were raised.

"En français" Draco added. (In french)

all hands dropped.

"Mr. Cullen?" Draco called.

Edward stood up and started reading.

"Ce petit garçon était intelligent jeune et aimante, bien qu'aucun ne l'aimait parents ont été tués, sa vie a été ruinée. Personne ne s'en souciait, ils ont tous simplement se servait de lui. Il a rencontré une statue, qui est venu à la vie, d'être avec ce petit garçon ......" Edward continued to recite.

A month had past and although Edward had to admit Draco was an amazing teacher, Every time Draco sat with Harry at lunch, he felt something inside him stirring madly. every time he visits the music room to play with the ivory keys of the grand piano, he'd see Harry and Draco, together, talking in a language Edward vaguely recognized as Latin.

Edward felt Jealous, why did he feel jealous?

"Aren't they so sweet?" Alice asked Edward during Lunch.

"I do not know what the hell you are on about Alice" Edward responded irritably.

" and , they're so cute. I saw stealing from 's tray and they started tossing food at each other discreetly. They'd make a perfect couple." Alice said.

"They are not a couple, that's just ridiculous." Edward snapped.

Alice's eyes glazed, before she laughed.

"Well, is going to call for you in a minute, so.....Bye." Alice said, dancing away.

Edward grumbled when a freshman nervously told him was calling for him, then he remembered the vision Alice had.

Goddammit.

Harry was leaning against his desk, and Draco was sulking in the shadows, when Edward entered the Music room.

"You called for me, sir?" Edward asked politely.

"Edward, look at the piece on top of the piano." Harry said.

Edward walked to the piano, and picked up the music sheet.

"Do you recognize it?" Harry asked.

Edward nodded, it was John Field's nocturne No 5 in B flat Major.

"Edward do you know what this piece is about?" Harry asked.

"It was composed by John Field, and he is known as the father of the romantic Nocturne because of this certain piece. So I would say it is about romance, sir." Edward said.

"Perfect answer, as always Edward, but do you know where the word 'nocturne' originated from?" Harry asked.

"It is the French term for 'nocturnal' " Edward answered.

"Yes, John Field was known for his compositions, usually inspired by the night." Harry said. (A/N:From here I'm making it up, with the whole John Field thing okay? although some of the things above are true, the stuff below are just made up.)

"Edward, do you know how John Field died?" Harry asked.

"No, sir" Edward said.

"He went missing, some say that his obsession with the night also includes the creatures of the night, like.... Werewolves, fairies, vampires and the like. They say the creatures took him" Harry said.

Edward was silent.

Harry stood up and made his way to the grand piano. He sat down and started playing Nocturne No 5 in B flat Major. (A/N: I advice you to listen to it on you tube while reading here is a link- .com/watch?v=CPTFlFWBVss)

"Do you believe in Werewolves, Mr. Cullen?" Draco asked.

"No, I don't Mr. Malfoy" Edward said, reluctantly saying what was said in the vision.

"How about fairies?" he asked.

"No sir" Edward considered saying something else.

"What about Vampires, do you believe in vampires Mr. Cullen?" Mr. Malfoy asked.

Edward stood there, Harry continued playing. The Blond raised an eyebrow at Edward.

"Well?" Mr. Malfoy asked.

"No sir" Edward replied slowly.

"No? You don't believe in vampires?" The blond asked.

"No, sir, I do not believe in Vampires." Edward stated, the playing was coming to an end. Harry finished the piece, he looked at Edward with a stern gaze.

"How old are you, Edward?" Harry asked.

"Seventeen, sir" Edward sighed.

"Oh don't try to fool me, I'm not stupid." Harry said.

"I don't know what you mean, sir" Edward said.

"You think I can't tell if my student is a Vampire or not?" harry asked.

"There is no such thing as vampires." Edward said.

"Yeah, sure, and I was born a muggle." Draco laughed

"Draco, shut up. Edward, we know you're a vampire, don't worry we won't tell anyone." Harry said.

"How?" Edward asked.

"We won't tell anyone, do we have to explain how that works?" Draco sneered.

"No, I meant, How did you know" Edward said.

"It isn't that hard to tell" Harry said to a bummed out Vampire.

"Well that sucks." Edward said, making Draco snort in laughter.

A/N: there we are. hope you guys like it. Review please :) sorry it was late.