The Climb

I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"

Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

The Climb – Miley Cyrus

Alice had both of her hands clutched tightly between Jaspers with the amount of strength that would shatter all of her bones if she had been human. His eyelids were clenched tightly shut in a hopeless attempt to shut out the foreign feelings running through him. Hi body was as rigid as a wooden board, his muscles strained and tensed under the impenetrable skin. Each sense was on high alert to the surroundings around him as he tried to the fight the feelings that now overwhelmed his ability. He had been in many battles throughout his ageless life. Had felt many things from the victims and the spectators that observed, but nothing had even come close to the pain that this small wizard-human felt.

Alice was trying to help as much as she could. Channelling all the calmness and love into her husband and lover so that he would feel calm himself. But she couldn't help but feel sympathy towards the young man who was sat in her brother's room crying his heart out and the sympathy only added to the various overpowering feelings that had Jasper in his current state of distress. It was times like this she wished she was able to cry.

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Emmett lay on the bed that he shared with Rosalie. He had watched as his wife paced the room, listening to the monologue in the next room. Human mannerisms were always something that showed when she was in a state of anger or high anxiety. Her hands twisted around each other as the story was continued. They could both hear the small human dissolve into tears once his explanation was finally finished, they heard Edward's soft murmurings as he lay down with his human and attempted to console him.

Rosalie sighed as she processed the information that had been given to them and she couldn't help but realise that something was missing. Something vital that had caused Harry to brake down in tears as opposed to his almost lifeless tone as he told his story. She sighed again and settled herself next to her husband, seeking comfort. He unfolded one of his arms which was propping up his head and wrapped it around her shoulders. They closed their eyes and pressed their foreheads together.

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Carlisle sat at his desk in his study. His long pale fingers were pressed tightly together resting on his lips as though he was issuing a silent prayer to whichever God listened to Vampires. His world weary eyes were expressionless but his brain was sifting through the information the boy was giving. He had known of the affliction and how long Harry had lived through it, but nothing could have prepared him for the absolute truth. His mind wouldn't have been able to even imagine the circumstances the young man had previously found himself in.

Esme was sat in the office, on the small couch opposite Carlisle. One of her hands was pressed against her chest; over her unmoving heart and her other was cupping her mouth in horror. This young child had been through so much suffered so much pain. Survived betrayal, heartache and affliction. Yet he still had his kind spirit and giving nature. Esme knew that it was a miracle this young man had been brought to them. They would help him heal his emotional and mental wounds and maybe give him another chance at life.

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Luna sat in the corner of the sitting room. Her eyes were closed, and if one were to glance at her they would think her expression serene. But at a second glance they would be mistaken. Her forehead was wrinkled in deep thought and her fingers were clenched around a pillow that she had dragged onto her knee. Although she couldn't hear Harry's words like the rest of the house could, she knew what he was saying. What she was really worried about was how much her brother would tell his mate. Would he tell him that they had to leave for England in less then three months? Would he tell him that he would most likely not live until the end of the year? Luna hoped he would because a Vampire without its mate was a fearsome thing to behold.

She sighed and opened her eyes, squinting against the harsh sunlight that flooded the windows she spotted the grand piano set upon a small platform at the other end of the room. She made her way towards it slowly, not knowing if she was allowed to actually touch the beautiful instrument. She ran her fingers down the smooth dark wood and the ivory keys. She arranged her fingers carefully and briefly pressed down on a chord. The pure and beautiful sound rung throughout the house. She moved her fingers again and pressed another chord.

She wasn't a proficient at Piano but she knew a few songs. Luna figured that any sound that broke the silence of the house would be something to revel in. She seated herself on the black leather stool that had previously been neatly pushed in underneath the keys.

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Edward lay in absolute silence, holding his weary mate. The young human had just confided in him and his family (Edward knew they had been listening) and cried himself hoarse. They were wrapped around each other in a tight embrace, although not tight for Edward, he knew that if he held his mate as tight as he could then the little human would brake in half. He had told himself that he would wait for the brunette to fall asleep from his exhaustion before moving away from the warm body but as Harry's limbs began to shake from the cold seeping from Edwards skin the Vampire began to regret his decision.

The bronze eyed figure stopped in the doorway to give his mate another loving glance before he proceeded to make his way downstairs. He could hear Luna playing the piano to calm down the whole house from their separate emotional states.

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"I want to change him." Edward stated in a no nonsense tone to the small figure playing on his piano.

"That will be a problem." Luna replied as she let her hands fall from the keys and rest neatly on her lap.

"Why?" The Vampire demanded as his siblings and parents entered the room.

"Harry is a Wizard. There hasn't been a successful Wizard to Vampire change in hundreds of years. Why do you think there aren't many in the Wizarding World?"

"Well what can we do? Why would Harry have been made my mate if I'm just to watch him die?"

"I don't know," The blonde Witch confessed with a frown, "It may be possible though, the Potters come from a long line a magical creatures. If Harry has even a strand on DNA that holds the Vampire gene then his magic will allow the change."

"How do we find that out?"

"All it would take was the venom of whichever Vampire would be turning him and some of his blood. Then tests would have to be carried out and hopefully, it will work."

"If not?"

"Then you will have to convince him to take treatment."

The room was in silence as they all pondered on the advice they had been given. They thought of the tests they would have to go through, the preparations they would have to make if the tests came out positive. As well as the impending fact that they may have to convince Harry in any possible way to have himself treated.

"Eddie." Came a murmured voice from the doorway of the room. Harry was stood, leaning against the doorframe. His face was pale and sallow. His skin had taken on a waxy undertone, his eyes were framed by purple smudges that indicated the small amount of sleep he had and his body was trembling with the effort. The white duvet cover that he was holding around his frame made the Wizard look small and fragile.

"Hey Harry. I thought you were sleeping." Edward answered as he stood up from his position on the couch and approached his sick mate.

"I was... I had a nightmare." Edward nodded and held out his arms so Harry could walk into them, "Now that you know," Harry began, "You won't treat me like glass will you?"

"Harry, we have to treat you like glass anyway."

"I meant more then usual."

"Not if you don't want us to." And Edward's cold arms enveloped the small teen in a comfortable hug.

"I don't." Harry replied as he attempted to return the hug while keeping the duvet wrapped snugly around his frame, "And I really need to start training. Could you take me home please?" Harry asked in a small voice.

"No he will not Harry James Potter!" Luna called angrily, "You will march yourself upstairs right now and go back to sleep. You are in no state to train; you can barely walk for Merlin's sake."

"But Lu, I need to set up the cellar-"

"No! Edward and I will do it as soon as you go to sleep. It will be ready for you to use as soon as you are well again."

"Lu...I'm never going to be well again." Harry commented as he turned from his loves embrace and left the room without a second glance to its occupants.

"That bloody, proud, insolent, boy!" Luna muttered as her brother left the room with a frown, "I'm sorry," Luna said as she turned back to the Vampires, "Sometimes I just want to smack him to make him see some sense and drag him to the hospital myself. But I know he will never forgive me. It is rather conceited of me I must admit."

"How so?" Esme asked in a calm motherly voice.

"I'd rather be on Harry's good graces then see him get better." Luna's head dropped in shame.

"We don't see it that way Luna." Esme replied as she approached the girl, who at that moment in time was looking just as fragile as her blood-brother.

"You don't?"

"Of course not. We see a young woman who is torn between helping her brother get better and respecting his wishes for the end of his short life." Esme's arms wrapped around the girl whose starvation of a mothers touch took it greedily, "We don't think any ill of you for taking the second option. We commend you for it. I think not many of us in this room could ever begin to imagine the pain you are feeling from your decision."

"Really?" Luna asked in a small voice that was partially muffled by the older woman's hair and neck.

"Of course. Personally I think you are very brave."

"The War has changed all of us into things we are not." Luna replied as she pulled away, "Harry most of all."

"What do you mean?" Edward asked, concerned for his mates well being. He made the young Witch jump as he abruptly entered the conversation.

"I don't know how long we will be staying here, even now the war is escalating to extreme heights that were not seen in Voldemort's last reign or in Grindelwalds but there are a few dates that you need to take into account." Luna sat down again, "The first would be the 31st of October. This is the date Harry's parents were killed; he tends to go off on his own for the whole day and is hardly responsive to anyone. The second is, June 17th, when a large fraction of the Weasley family was killed by their own third, January 31st when Harry's best friend Ronald Weasley betrayed him. The fourth, 9th September, when Hermione Granger Harry's best friend died." Luna finished in a soft voice in respect for the very brave young woman before continuing, "Harry is, as I said, mostly unresponsive on these days. The only people he will talk to are Remus and Sirius but I believe that Edward may soon be included." Luna frowned for a second before offering the group a sad kind of smile.

"We should go and sort out Harry's cellar." Luna said suddenly before rising and walking to the door, beckoning Edward and whoever else wanted to accompany them.

"Do you mind if I carry you?" Edward asked with a grin, "It'll be faster then taking a car."

"Sure, just don't drop me and don't run into anything."

"I promise." And the house gardens were empty with only Edward's laughter echoing off the trees was the indication that they had just departed.

A/N – Hello fabulous readers...I've been pushing myself all week to get this done. Which has been a hard thing 2 do considering the rest of my family has come home for the week and there are 2 computers and 6 people want to use them, plus we have no TV. I'm going on holiday next week with no internet so I won't be able to write much meaning the next chapter might be a little later then usual.

Have you noticed I haven't posted the rest of the convo between Edward and Harry??? It might be next chapter or maybe you'll never get it...what do you think???

Thanks again, please review :)

-E.V.S.

P.S. THANK YOU BREE FOR POINTING OUT MY MISTAKE :)