Three weeks passed and the Weasleys' still hadn't left town. Bill put up a ward around the house three days after their initial visit, as it took that long to set it up, to keep them from entering. Given that, Ginny had taken to stalking Harry at the school, hanging around all day, and no matter what the principal said, she still came. It was beginning to fray Harry's already explosive temper. Every time he caught a flash of fire red hair, he tensed and glared in that direction. On more than on occasion, his magic would lash out at something, either person or object. If it was a person, they would receive a shock and an object tended to either break or explode.

Alice found this all rather funny. Harry turned her hair neon green in retaliation.

While he could actually go home to sleep, he tended to stay at the Cullen's as the Weasleys didn't know where they lived. Esme was kind enough to buy a bed for him to sleep in instead of him sleeping on Edwards couch, no matter how comfortable it was. And as Harry as spending so much time at their house, he also spent a lot of time with Edward. They spent most of their time talking, though some of the time they sat in silence, enjoying each others company.

Edward mostly read Harry's rambling thoughts during those moments. He rather enjoyed it when Harry realized what he was doing and turned red.

The nights were rather soothing as well. Harry would curl up with Teddy on the king size bed that Alice helped Esme pick out, for reasons all her own. When Edward tried to figure out what she was plotting she would start humming 'Flight of the Valkyries' to cover anything up. It got rather annoying.

At the moment, though, Harry was sitting on the bed in Edwards room, books scattered around him, trying, and failing might I add, to do his homework. He was really regretting not taking Arithmacy in his third year, it would have made math so much easier. He flopped back against the pillows and made a face at Teddy who was laying next to him, surrounded by some extra pillows to keep him on the bed. The currently pink eyed baby cooed at him, offering him a gummy smile before he started chewing on a stuffed Manticore. Said stuffed animal let out a squeaky cry of protest.

Harry moved his eyes from his godson to the ceiling and allowed his mind to go blissfully blank. He just zoned out, enjoying the rare silence. While it was normally quiet in the house, there were still some noises. At the moment, though, all the vampires were out hunting leaving him alone. It wasn't that he didn't like them, on the contrary, they were another family to him, it was just nice to have some time alone.

What he really wanted right now was to throw his books out the window. Why did homework have to suck so much? And how could the younger looking vampires stand to go to school for the rest of their lives?

From downstairs he heard the front door open and the sound of Emmett's booming laughter followed by the sound of two boulders crushing together. He guessed that someone must have hit him. A split second later the door to the room opened and shut. He didn't have to look up to know that it was Edward. Harry just continued to lay there, studiously ignoring his homework.

~*~

Edward scowled at Emmett's smart ass remark before dashing upstairs to where he left his, yes, his, human. He looked over at the teen who was laying on the bed. At the moment he was rather glad that he was the only one who could read minds, because at the moment some images came up unbidden. He shook his head to clear them away before gliding over to the bed and perching on the edge. Jewel green eyes turned their gaze from the ceiling to him, locking eyes together. Time seemed to stand still for a moment before a toy hit the normally observant vampire in the side of the head. Harry choked back a laugh at the look on his face before letting go and laughing out right. Edward looked over at Teddy who was happily kicking his legs and gumming on his fist.

He turned back to Harry, "Find that funny, do you?"

"Of course. You're suppose to be the one with the amazing eyesight that can catch anything to the minuet detail. Yet you miss a baby throwing a toy at you. Sad, that."

Scowling playfully, Edward poked Harry in the side, causing him to squirm slightly. Before he could poke his human again, Alice breezed into the room, scooped Teddy up and breezed back out without a word. The two looked at each other before shrugging and Edward poked Harry again. "Oi! Stop that."

"Now why would I do that when you were the one laughing at me?"

Harry tried to squirm away from the tickling vampire, but it was no use. Edward grabbed on to the teen and ran dexterous fingers up and down his sides causing Harry to laugh helplessly. He tried to escape the 'torture' but it was hopeless. Finally, he cried out, "I give! I give! Stop, please, can't breath."

Edward stopped and stared down at the panting teen. He was delightfully disheveled. His face was flushed, eyes half closed as he tried to catch his breath, heart beating rapidly. They stared at each other, silent, frozen. Edward was still leaning over Harry from where he had pinned him and he didn't seem inclined to move from his position.

Harry finally caught his breath and licked his lips to re-moisten them. Topaz eyes moved to watch it before returning to emerald eyes. Neither noticed that they seemed to get gradually closer. They didn't know who closed the distance, and neither seemed to care, but soon lips met and the outside world was forgotten.

~*~

They didn't leave the room for the rest of the day. Downstairs they could hear the others laughing and enjoying themselves, though it was mostly ignored in favor the silence of the room. The two were cuddle against each other, talking quietly as to not disturb the atmosphere. Hobbies were discussed, poked fun at and argued over ("You actually collected stamps at some point? Why the hell would anyone want to collect stamps?" "That's why I did it, to see what the fuss was about."), lives were hazed over, agreed to be discussed at a later date.

Night soon fell and Harry fell asleep curled up against Edward, his head tucked under his chin. Edward watched him sleep, a calm he normally never felt settling over him. He had never felt this with Bella, not once since he had met her. He had had to control himself so as to not drain her dry. He came close, so close, on more than one occasion. Now, all he felt for Harry was over powering feeling of protection, the need to keep him safe from anything.

The door to his room opened and Alice pranced in with a sleeping Teddy. She grinned at him and thought, Have fun?

He glared at her as she set Teddy down against Harry. Good night, brother came her cheerful goodbye as she danced out and shut the door behind her.

Harry rolled over so that his back was to Edward while unconsciously cradling Teddy against him. Yes, he would protect this human at all costs.

~*~

Ginny snarled silently to herself as she watched her Harry laugh with that pretty boy Cullen. Oh, yes, she knew all about the Cullen's. People loved to gossip in this town. Yes, she knew all about the Cullen's, even their dirty little secret. How her Harry could stand to be around such monsters, she would never know. Probably the same way he could take care of a dirty little half-breed mutt. Well, the first thing to go after they were married was going to be that mutt.

No matter what others said, anything that wasn't human was just an abomination to her. She hated having to keep up that act of being a supporter of those that were beneath her, but it was worth it to keep Harry with her. Everything was for Harry. And no matter what anybody said, he did love her.

~*~

Clarity was slowly, but surely, returning to her. For the first time in a long while she could think clearly. And what she remembered appalled her. What, what had she been doing? What had she agreed to. Hermione knew that she was a little over bearing, but she did have a good sense of what was right and what was wrong. And what Ginny was doing was clearly wrong. When she had first come to her, she said that she had wanted a headache potion for Harry, because "lately, he's been having the most horrendous migraines. I think it might be from residual scar pain."

Hermione had agreed right on the spot. As thanks, Ginny had prepared lunch for her. After that, everything was a blur.

In the safety of her room, Hermione cried and thought of a way to get Harry to listen to her.

~*~

"Dammit, she's here again," groaned Harry as he 'thunk-d' his head on to the lunch table.

"Who?" asked Emmett.

"The red headed menace. She's been stalking me since she and her damn family arrived."

"Don't worry, they'll be leaving this week," came Alice's cheerful voice. "Oh. Oh dear. This is worrying."

Harry looked up at her at the same time her siblings did, "What is?"

"The curly haired one, Hermione, and the father are being coerced. I can see them being fed something. Oh no, within the year the father is going to die. Something that they're giving him is killing him slowly."

A look of horror spread over Harry's face, "Those unbelievable bastards."

Edward wrapped a comforting arm around him and pulled him against him. "We'll fix this, don't worry."

Harry nodded, wondering why Luna never saw this. Of course she did say that her gift wouldn't unlock fully until she was seventeen. It wasn't even suppose to manifest until she was fourteen, but her theory was that the death of her mother unlocked it early.

Sighing, he settled himself against... his boyfriend? That was an odd thought. They hadn't really talked about what they were. They didn't even know if it would lead to anything. Neither was in any hurry to be with somebody or to be in a relationship, but this seemed to have sprung up without any warning.

The bell rang, ending lunch and they split up, heading to their classes. After school ended, on his way back to the car, he was ambushed by Luna, who stole the keys. "Oi, what's that all about?"

"I am going to La Push, so I'm taking your car. You can go with Cullen's."

She sauntered off, leaving Harry to stare after her. "Wha? Hey, Luna? That's not fair!"

She just waved at him and got into the car before driving off. He pouted slightly and sighed, continuing his trek to the parking lot. Alice waved him over, grinning. He shook his head, exasperated. Before long they were on their way to the house. Fleur said that she would take care of Teddy for the day, which gave Harry a much needed break.

They were greeted at the door by a beaming Esme who them bustled off to the kitchen to make Harry something to eat. She loved having someone around to cook for, she had told him when the two of them were by themselves one day. They traded recipes, after he confessed that he knew how to cook and rather well at that. He didn't say why, though, and she didn't pry.

Harry settled himself on the floor in front of the coffee table in the family room. Emmett and Rosalie went to the living room to watch t.v. while Jasper and Alice went off to hunt. Edward sat on the couch behind Harry, watching him as he did his homework, correcting him once in a while. Before, this would of irk the living hell out of the boy-who-lived, but with the vampire, it was rather comforting.

With his little bit of homework done, Harry shoved all of his books on his bag and collapsed on the couch, putting is feet up. He shot a grin at Edward when he rolled his eyes. Laying his head back, he sighed, feeling rather content.

"You know," started Edward, "I've been meaning to ask you something."

"Hmm?" Harry opened a lazy eye and gazed at him, "What's that?"

"The first day you came to school, your scent was, how should I put this, rather appetizing. Now, though, there's almost nothing to it. Why is that?"

Green eyes blinked at him before the teen responded, "Well, Luna gave me something that blocked my magical scent. All beings have magic, some more than others. The strength of your magic gages the your scent. Most mundanes have an average scent, what you would normally smell on a human. It can range from almost non-existent to fragrant. Squibs, or those with more magic than mundanes but less than wizards, range from fragrant to appealing. It's mostly those that cause those with a preference of blood to loose most of their control. Witches and wizards have different power levels all together.

"Their magic can be extremely low, borderline squib, to above average, to moderately powerful, to extremely powerful, and even then those of levels."

Edward stared at the teen, shocked at what he was hearing. "What about you?"

"Me? People tend to classify me at the top of the charts, when is bloody annoying if you ask me. My scent, according to them, would drive just about any being crazy. And since my magic is in my blood, if I were cut, well, let's the just say that the results wouldn't be pretty."

"Think you could take off what ever Luna gave you?" asked Edward.

"What? Seriously? After that look you gave me during calculus?"

Edward let out an awkward cough, "Yes, well, I was in a rather bad mood at the time and it reminded me of someone I'd rather forget. Though, now, I wouldn't really mind."

Harry looked at him curiously, "Who was it that I reminded you of?"

"It wasn't so much you as it was your scent. And it was Bella. Although hers made me want to drain her dry. Wouldn't mind doing that now, actually."

Harry got a look of comprehension on his face before shrugging. He thought for a moment, trying to remember what Luna had given him, because knowing her she would have put a forget-me spell on what ever it was. As it was, the ring tone he had set for his messages went off. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at the message. "It's a necklace. You can take it off now. No harm done."

Shaking his head, he tossed the phone onto the table and reached for his neck. Edward watch, curiously, as Harry pulled a necklace off made of hodge podge materials. As soon as the twine left his skin, his scent flooded the room, as if to make up for all the time spent trapped. Harry didn't notice any difference, but Edward was blown away by the smell. He closed his eyes, savoring the scent. He didn't think he could ever get tired of it. "Well?" asked Harry as he watched Edward.

Bright gold eyes stared back at him, pupils dilated, "Intoxicating."

Harry flushed bright red from the combination of the sound of his voice and the look on Edwards face. Before he could blink, he was pulled onto his lap and was being kissed rather throughly. He was stunned for a moment before he submitted to the sensation.

~*~

Bill and Fleur went over to the Cullen's for dinner that night, having wanted to meet them. Fleur and Esme hit it off right off the bat. Both were mother hens and loved to dote on their 'children'. Bill spent most of the night talking to Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper. Alice gravitated over to the two women while Rosalie hovered against the wall, scowling at the other blond beauty. At the moment, Esme was asking Fleur about her family. "Well, my muzzer and fazzer 'ave been married for twenty-four years. I 'ave a little seester named Gabrielle. She is eleven."

"Where did you get your striking looks from. I don't think I've seen any like this outside of the vampires."

"My grand-mere was a Veela." she went on to explain what they were.

Esme was fascinated.

Rosalie frowned even more.

Meanwhile, Harry and Edward had barricaded themselves upstairs after two hours. Let's just say that they were otherwise occupied.

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A.N.: Well, there ya go. ^^ Hope that'll tide you over until I get the next chapter out.

Before you ask, all they've done was kiss so far. X3 Not that that's a bad thing, mind you. Hope you enjoyed.