Chapter Two

Harry Potter waited aimlessly inside the airport for his flight to arrive in direction to Seattle, Washington. His emerald eyes flickered around the crowded room of screaming babies, impatient businessmen and the occasional bride and groom waiting for their own flights back home or for a honeymoon. Even with all the commotion and pandemonium his mind kept going back to the call he had made just a short hour ago and couldn't help but chuckle lightly. His Major had become a powerful vampire but even from the call the 'young' wizard could tell that he was still not completely recovered from the two wars from the south.

Harry drew the bag he had slung around his shoulders closer to his side with a look around again. The need to constantly check for danger had subsided slightly since his call and the end of the battle against Voldemort but what was held in the fabric warded by so many spells was far more important to the General as he finally strode out of the waiting room just as their plane arrived with the intent to place the bag close. It would not leave his sight he vowed. After all, what was held inside was very precious to his young Major even if the boy didn't know it yet.

Sitting in the middle of the plane as directed by his ticket, Harry pulled the bag securely onto his lap in a way that no screaming, messy kids could damage before smiling politely at the young women with a howling baby seated beside him. She smiled apologetically when the child gave a rather painful shriek as she explained, "First time being on a plane."

"Aah. Don't worry it's my first time as well. What's her name?" Harry queried, reaching out to stroke the girl's ebony hair while unashamedly comforting the child who giggled after tugging rather forcefully on his long ebony hair.

Wincing, the mother answered, "Her name is Catherina. Mine is Hazela." Stroking her child's hand that was grasping painfully with his hair, she managed to remove it which earned her a thankful smile.

"My name is Harrison Potter, but most call me Harry." Harry grinned when suddenly his phone vibrated causing him to glance down to see a text from Severus who had helped him flee from the country when the war had ended just two short weeks ago.

Sending a quick reply the two chatted with another while each taking turns holding Catherina. When the plane landed, Harry sighed in relief as he had his bag onto his shoulder and outside where Severus stood waiting with arms crossed firmly over his chest; irritation burned in his eyes.

"Why couldn't you have told me there was a coven of vampires and a pack of shape-shifters where we are living?!" Severus hissed as they piled into the car and headed down the road towards the rainy town of Forks.

"It didn't matter." Harry mildly stated and refused to give anymore information to the man who sighed again with frustration.

"Pray tell, why not?" Severus growled as he kept his eyes planted firmly on the road while his hands clutched the steering wheel tightly in anger.

"Because one of them is like a son to my soul." Harry snarled which effectively ended the conversation as they reached the large mansion that the Potters had purchased about five miles from the town and just across from the Cullens which gave Harry the advantage.

Entering the reception hall, Harry smiled at the work Dobby had managed to make in just the two week notice to fix the house. It was now rivaling the Malfoy Manor which made the teen chuckle in amusement before heading up to his room and setting the bag on the large desk in the center of the room and debated silently whether to call Jasper again unable to not be concerned for the young Major he had known. The boy may have been a vampire for a long time but Harrison couldn't stop the desire to protect him from anything. So with that thought, he picked up his cell phone and stared at it for a second before deciding it would simply be practical to wait until tomorrow when he began high school as a senior.

So with a sigh, he placed the cell phone beside the pillow of his bed and began to get ready for bed. As he pulled the covers back the phone rang shrilly and he quickly answered the call with a tired, "Hello, this is Harrison Potter."

"Harry?" Jasper's voice questioned back with a distinct trace of concern.

"Is something wrong?" Harry sat up immediately in preparation to rush across the road and to their house if needed.

"No, I wanted to know if you had arrived and if you'll be starting school tomorrow." Jasper sheepish voice made Harry smile.

"I will be at school tomorrow and if it eases your worry my room is on the second floor facing your house on the right side." Harry chuckled when he heard Jasper closing the door of their house with a quick message to he assumed was Carlisle.

"Go to sleep, Harry. Please." Jasper's voice echoed from the window so he closed the phone and turned to see him sitting on the windowsill, topaz eyes intently surveying every detail.

"Hmm, I don't need to follow orders from you, Major." Harry teased with a laugh when Jasper shrugged with a smirk.

"I'm not the one who still needs sleep." Jasper countered as Harry merely shrugged and pulled the covers to sleep.

"Be safe, Jasper." Harry muttered as he drifted to sleep, content with Jasper watching over him.

Author's Note: As I said in the summary there isn't very much romance between characters. Harry and Jasper will have a family bond, period. But I hope you enjoy and more reviews means a speedy update! So REVIEW! xD