A/N: Sorry, once again for taking so long to update.

Disclaimer: I do not own harry Potter or Twilight, sadly.

Chapter 13

"So, why did you decide to feed on animals instead of humans?" Harry asked while they (Or just Harry since Edward did not eat and Draco refused to eat in front of a vampire, he said 'it was rude') were eating lunch in the music classroom.

"Uh-" How did he know that? he thought. "- my father gave me the choice, and i guess i just wanted to be less of a monster than i already was." Edward answered.

"What makes you think your a monster already?" Harry asked.

"I'm soulless, how could i be anything less?" Edward answered, shrugging.

Something flashed in Harry's Emerald eyes.

"You're not soulless, Edward." Harry said quietly.

"oh yeah?" Edward asked, laughing humorlessly.

"Trust me Edward, you're not soulless." Harry told him.

"Sure." Edward agreed sarcastically.

Harry sighed and stood up from where he was sitting. He walked toward Edward, looking into his eyes.

"Edward I have seen a soulless man before, I say seen and not met because it was hardly human. It didn't talk, it didn't feel." Harry said, leaning closer to Edward.

Edward could swear his cold dead heart was beating a thousand miles per second when Harry raised his hand and cupped Edward's face. Harry's hand took Edward's hand and intertwined it in his.

"Can you feel my warmth?" He asked, Edward nodded.

"And What do you feel?" Harry asked, leaning closer, his nose was half an inch away from Edward's face.

Edward thought about it, what did he feel? he felt nervous, excited, confused, happy, embarrassed, longing.

"A lot of things." Edward answered, Harry smiled and pulled back. Edward felt something clench within him, he felt disappointed and lonely.

"You see? If you can feel those things you were feeling, then you're not soulless." Harry said, sitting down beside Edward.

Edward smiled at Harry, who was the only person who ever made him feel like he wasn't a monster.

Harry and Edward spent most of their free time together, just talking or playing music, and Edward was happy.

The Cullensnoticed this of course, and were happy for Edward, he had found a friend he could be himself with. It was a Saturday, and Harry had invited him to go to his house where they could work on some songs together.

When Edward arrived in front of the Black Manor, it had Three stories, and an Old porch front, with vines growing everywhere. Everything about it looked like a 1850's mansion.

Esme would love this place Edward thought, ringing the doorbell.

A pretty blond girl answered the door, and smiled at him, letting him through.

You must be Edward, I'm Luna, Harry is in the living room, follow me. The Blond thought, before walking away, Edward followed her in, closing the door behind him.

The inside of the mansion was entirely different, It was modern, with several dark wood shelves filled with books and picture frames everywhere. It look like it was taken directly out of a lifestyle magazine.

The living room that Luna led them to was wide and spacious, with a ceiling that was at least ten feet above him. Harry was on a large, comfy looking deep brown couch, looking at a photo album.

Luna walked away, and Harry looked up and smiled at Edward.

"So you've met Luna" Harry said happily.

"yeah, is she.." Edward trailed off.

"Yeah, It happened a few years ago." Harry replied sadly.

"oh"

"Don't worry, Luna's a survivor." Harry said.

Edward sat down beside Harry and looked at the photos.

thank god they're charmed to look normal to muggles Harry thought.

Edward smiled at the picture of a 5 month old Harry smiling toothless-ly at the camera.

"Why is there a gap, you have all these baby pictures here, then all pictures of when you were eleven." Edward pointed out, looking at a picture of Harry in a green sweater with a red head boy in a maroon sweater.

"My parents died when I was one, I lived with my relatives who didn't really like me, so I only had pictures of when i went to this boarding school where i met my friends." Harry explained.

"Oh, I'm sorry" Edward said, but inside he was confused, how could anyone not like Harry? Okay maybe he was biased by being Harry's friend but still.

"So, shall we get started on that song?" Harry said, standing up. Edward stood up too and followed the raven haired man up the stairs

Harry led him to a white room, with glass everywhere, a glass table, glass vases with white roses, white couch, and,amazingly enough, a glass piano, you could see the inside clearly; it was beautiful.

Harry plopped down on the soft white carpet, white Papers with neat scribbles on them scattered by the legs of the glass piano.

"What are these?" Edward asked, sitting down near harry, picking up one of the papers.

"Just some lyrics to the songs for my 4th album." Harry said. Edward looked at the lyrics. (When I'm gone by: Simple Plan)

I look around me
But all I seem to see
Is people going no where
Expecting sympathy.

It's like we're going
through the motions
Of a scripted destiny.
Tell me where's our inspiration
If life won't wait
I guess it's up to me.

(Whoa!)
No, we're not gonna
waste another moment in
this town.
(Whoa!)
We won't come back the
world is calling out.
(Whoa!)
Leave the past in the past,
Gonna find the future.
if misery loves company well,
So long, you'll miss me when I'm gone.

(Ooh, ooh, ooh.)
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
(Ooh, ooh, ooh.)

Procrastination, running
circles in my head.
While you sit there contemplating,
You wound up left for
dead (left for dead)
Life is what happens while
you're busy making your
excuses.
Another day, another casualty.
but that wont happen to me.

(Ooh, ooh, ooh.)
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
(Ooh, ooh, ooh.)
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
(Ooh, ooh, ooh.)
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
(Ooh, ooh, ooh.)
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.

"A shout out to my people." Harry explained when Edward looked at him questioningly.

"Your People..?" Edward asked.

"Where I came from, in Britain, there was this underground War, and well, a lot of things happened." Harry explained, thinking this isn't lying, is it?

They weren't able to do much progress because they kept getting side tracked, joking and talking and goofing off. Soon it was midnight, and Edward had to go already, They looked at each other.

"I have to sleep, but... you're welcome to stay, if you want." Harry offered, smiling.

"I'll just tell Esme, I'll be back in a few." Edward replied, grinning before he disappeared in a blur.

Harry smiled and went to his bathroom to get ready for bed, It sounded silly, even to his own ears, but he liked Edward, it was nice having a friend who didn't care that you've killed before, or that you are the most powerful wizard to date, aside from Merlin; Harry then felt guilt grip his heart, he didn't care because he didn't know.

Harry could hear the trees parting and fast footfalls and he pasted on one of his incredibly convincing smiles.

"Hey" Harry called out when he heard Edward enter his room.

"Hey" Edward replied.

Harry smiled genuinely, Edward really made him feel happy, a kind of happy he had felt only once before. When he was one, with his Parents and Uncles.

When Harry was on his bed, he smile at Edward.

"Sing to me, Eddie" Harry said, closing his eyes.

Edward didn't really sing much, he could though and he actually sounded amazing, but he didn't like singing. Though he tried, for Harry, and seeing the man smile softly, he found that he liked singing, if it made Harry happy.

When Harry was asleep Edward continued to sing, think sadly to himself.

I'm foolish, Harry would never like me, i'm just a stupid 100 year old used up rag.

"Ed-Edward." Harry mumbled in his sleep, Edward looked at Harry's dream.

There was a meadow, Harry was lying down in the grass beside Edward, they were smiling and talking, Although Edward could only hear bubbly music he knew that Dream Edward was telling Dream Harry something Important.

I Love you

Edward heard the Dream version of himself say. Dream Harry was about to Respond when the dream ended abruptly, due to Harry's waking up. Harry rolled over and fell asleep once more, dream forgotten. Edward frowned.

Why was Harry dreaming about us? Edward thought, but some part of him was going crazy, thinking about what Harry was about to say.

"Damn." Edward whispered.

Harry's eyes fluttered, before opening to reveal the endless emerald ocean that lay behind his lids.

"Mornin'" Harry mumbled to Edward who was just watching him. Edward smiled at the sight of his sleepy music teacher.

"hey" Edward replied, Harry sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"I'm just going to get ready, go down and wait for me in the kitchen, Draco should be there by now" Harry said, standing up, Edward eyed Harry, who was wearing loose drawstring pajama bottoms.

"See something you like?" Harry asked jokingly, raising an eyebrow, before laughing. Edward was glad he couldn't blush, because if he could, he would be cimson right now.

"yeah, I'll just wait for you downstairs." Edward said, smiling charmingly before leaving.

Harry shook his head, a smile on his face.

He walked over to his bathroom for a shower, his mind on the wonderful dream he had just had.

"Oh, why did I have to be his teacher?" Harry mumbled, running a hand through his hair.

Harry blushed to himself at the thought of his dream, glad that he had the sense, even in his subconscious to put up his mental shields.

I shouldn't think like that, he's my student! Harry thought.

Flashes of his dream in mind, he sighed under the constant beating of the water against his skin.

Damn it He thought.

He turned off the heating, letting the water turn ice cold, he sighed.

A/N: I am SO sorry for the SUPER late update, but don't worry, its summer, it'll be easier for me to update. I hope you guyd liked this chapter, i'm sorry things are going kinda fast, but they'll slow dawn a bit, just wait.