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Harry scowled at the sky, silently cursing it's fluffy white clouds, bright blue hue and shining sun. All of this added up to the Cullen's being absent from school. Why, oh why, did it have to be sunny. It just wasn't fair. And Bill and Fleur wouldn't let him stay home from school, either. Pouting slightly, though he would never admit to doing such a thing, he slouched in his seat and stared out the window. His English teacher was droning on about something in the background, but Harry was too distracted to pay any to him.

His thoughts drifted back to a few weeks ago when Alice had her vision of what was going on with the Weasley's and subsequently the rescue of Hermione and Arthur. Right now they were at the Cullen's house, resting and recovering from the poisoning they went though. The antidote for Arthur's was given to him right in the nick of time, though it was a close call. He almost didn't make it through his recovery, his heart stopping three times over the course of an hour. When Carlisle finally got him stable, he slipped into a coma.

Hermione, on the other hand, was inconsolable. She blamed herself for not noticing sooner, before Ginny drugged her. No matter how many times Harry told her it wasn't true, she didn't believe him. The worst thing about the drug that was used was that it was akin to the Imperius Curse, where the victim remembered everything that they did and everything that happened to them. Hermione was hysterical for days when she found out that Ron had used her repeatedly, regardless of it was comfortable for her or not. Rosalie was the one to comfort her during that time.

His thoughts were interrupted when the shrill ringing of the bell came, signaling the end of classes. He picked up his bag, which he didn't even unpack for class and rushed out the door, making his way to his car. He beat Luna to the drivers side, which caused her to scowl, and got in, starting the car. Luna got in next to him and they headed home, which was really just a half way point to where they were going. Screeching into the driveway, he got out of the car, leaving it idling, and rushed into the house to drop his things off and pick Teddy up. Fleur looked grateful to him when he plucked the toddler out of her arms on his way out the door again. Luna was already gone, probably getting a ride from her wolfy boyfriend, and put Teddy in his seat and buckling him in before getting in the drivers seat and taking off again. It took him less than ten minutes to get to the Cullen's house.

He parked the car and got out, taking Teddy and his diaper bag with him. By the time he made it to the front door, it was already open, with Edward standing there. Harry grinned at him after getting a quick kiss. "How was your day?" asked Edward as he led the mortal inside.

"Dreadfully dull, actually. I don't think I even paid attention in any of my classes. Don't even know what homework I have, actually."

Edward laughed as they went up to his room. Harry laid Teddy in the playpen that Esme bought and set up in there, getting a raised eye from Edward. Esme had just smiled cheerfully and skipped off muttering to herself about a new house to design. After making sure that Teddy was comfortable, Harry sat down on the bed, sighing. "What's the matter?"

Harry watched the vampire for a moment, waiting for him to sit next to him so he could lean against him. As soon on he was settled, he opened his mind to the eternal teen, since it was easier than explaining everything. After a minute or two, Edward pressed a kiss to the top of his head and sighed. "Everything will work out. You'll see."

"I hope so."

"It will. Now, what homework do we have? The sooner we get it done, the sooner we can have fun."

Ginny seethed as she stormed through the forest surrounding the dreadfully tiny and dull town of Forks. She hated it here. How her Harry could stand it was beyond her, but when they got back to England, they were going to move into a house that was in the city, close to all the best shops. Not only that, but they were sending that half-breed mutt to an orphanage. There was no way she was taking care of a child that wasn't her own, and even then, if she did have children, she would have minimal contact with them. She hated kids, no matter how family oriented her own family was.

Snarling silently, she crashed through some underbrush and found herself in someone's backyard. She didn't know how long or how far she walked, but apparently, she made it back to somewhere civilized. Sitting out back was a girl, a rather plain one at that, reading a book. It was the same girl she saw around the school, trying to get the attention of that horrible vampire that had stolen her Harry. The students around her called her Bells or Bella or something. "You there. You're Bella, are you not?"

The girl looked up with dull brown eyes and frowned, "Yes. Who are you? And what are you doing in my backyard?"

Ginny smiled, rather sinisterly actually, one that contorted her face into something grotesque, "You're in love with that idiotic vampire, aren't you?"

The brown haired girl blinked, "How did you...? And if I am?"

"Then I think that I have a way of getting what we both want."

Bella thought for a moment before nodding after Ginny explained what she wanted to do. Yes, that would work nicely.

Harry sneezed, violently, half a dozen times. "Are you alright?" Edward asked, concerned. He didn't want his human getting sick.

"I'm fine."

"Someone must be talking about you them," laughed Alice.

All of the 'teens' were sitting in the living room, enjoying some down time. Emmett and Jasper were playing some sort of racing game, Harry could never keep track, while Alice and Rosalie were going over fashion magazines, seeing which ones were worth getting and which weren't. As it was, they were going on a rather long shopping trip later in the week. Edward was already cringing as he caught wind of they're thoughts. They were planning on dragging all of the guys with them, and they would use any means necessary to get them to come.

"Lovely. I thought I got enough of that while at Hogwarts. And who would be talking about me, anyways? I don't really know a lot of people here."

The pixie like vampire shrugged, "Don't know. Want me to look?"

Harry shrugged as well, "If you want. Probably isn't important."

Alice did so anyway, Edward 'watching' as she did so. When the vision came, they both looked rather disturbed. "What? What was it?" asked Harry, concerned.

"That red headed girl, Ginny, she was talking to Bella. Seems that she's come up with something to try and separate the two of you," answered Alice.

Rosalie scowled, "I knew we should have killed the little bitch as soon as she slept with the mutt."

"So you've told us, Rose. But then we would have had to move, just when we were getting settled in, and even then we would probably had to have left the country." Emmett said as he tried to placate his wife.

Rosalie just huffed and sat back, flipping violently though her magazine. Harry just groaned and leaned against Edward, closing his eyes. He really didn't want to deal with all of this. He just wanted a normal life, or as normal as he could get with having a vampire as a boyfriend and a half-werewolf for a godson.

Right now, all he wanted was some sleep. He hadn't gotten much of it over the last week. For what ever reason, sleep just wouldn't come to him. If it kept on, he would have to start taking something. Right now, though, he fell asleep to the pleasant hum of voices in the background.

Bill sighed and scrubbed his hands against his face, trying to keep awake. It was well after midnight and his father's health had taken a turn for the worse. Carlisle was with him, taking care of Arthur, making sure he was comfortable and setting him up on an I.V. to keep him hydrated. He also drew some blood to examine to see what exactly was wrong. "If worse comes to worse, he might have to be admitted to the hospital. I don't know how far potions can help him. We might have something that can help him."

Bill nodded, "I agree. I've tried just about every antidote, but nothing is working. Hell, I even tried a bezoar. Guess it doesn't work on this poison. Thanks, Carlisle, for doing this."

Carlisle nodded, "You don't have to thank me. You are Harry's family and he's ours. We'd do anything for him. I'll come back later tomorrow with the test results."

Bill bowed his head in agreement as the doctor walked out of the room. Moving closer to the bed, he sat in the chair placed next to it and took his fathers hand. He then sat in silence, praying to any deity listening to let his father pull though.

A.N.: Sorry for the very late update all, but I've hit a writers block, which majorly sucks, and can't seem to come around it. I'm posting what I had of this chapter, which doesn't seem to want to continue on no matter how hard I try. So, here it is. I'll try and pull though from the block, but it seems to be a chronic illness for me to keep getting these damn things. Hopefully it'll go away soon. But thanks to all who are keeping up with this story. I never expected it to get so much attention. Much love to everyone. Peace ^^