First Kiss Category: Harry Potter/Twilight Pairing: Edward/Harry ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Standing in the entrance of Forks High School with a messenger bag slung over his shoulder, Harry took a deep breath before he walked through the doors heading towards the locker he was assigned before he would make his way to his first class. Everything was going fine for the young Wizard, who was also chosen for a Student exchange program with a local home schooled wizard after the defeat of Voldemort. He was only getting a few stares from the other students because of his newness, but they were wearing off already. It was only after he dropped his jacket and bag off in his locker and was walking towards his first class with his binder tucked under one arm when things went a little off of track. As he was walking by a janitors closet with the door slightly ajar, Harry was yanked into the room and the door slammed shut and locked. Tensed up, trying to see through the dark, Harry flinched when the dim light was flipped on. He then looked up and came face to face with a bronze haired, golden eyed teenager with pale skin. "What the hell..." Harry started to say before he was cut off by a pair of lips covering his own. Almost instantly, he found himself leaning fully onto the body in front of him while he wrapped his arms around the teen's neck. As their lips crashed together and their lips tangled, Harry moaned and found himself not wanting to pull away. He finally had to when the need to breath became too much for him. Panting for breath, Harry said, "I hope you realize that since you've just taken my first kiss you're now forced to be my boyfriend and try to make it up for taking my kiss without a first date." Chuckling, the teen wrapped his arms around his waist, nuzzled into his neck, and said, "I'd love nothing more than to take you out on a date and spoil you for the rest of our lives. Plus I'd feel insulted if this didn't mean we're boyfriends now." "We aren't...yet." "What?" The teen asked, sounding annoyed. "What's your name?" "Edward. Edward Cullen."
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First Kiss
Category: Harry Potter/Twilight
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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Standing in the entrance of Forks High School with a messenger bag slung over his shoulder,
Harry took a deep breath before he walked through the doors heading towards the locker he was
assigned before he would make his way to his first class.
Everything was going fine for the young Wizard, who was also chosen for a Student exchange
program with a local home schooled wizard after the defeat of Voldemort. He was only getting a
few stares from the other students because of his newness, but they were wearing off already.
It was only after he dropped his jacket and bag off in his locker and was walking towards his firstclass with his binder tucked under one arm when things went a little off of track. As he was
walking by a janitors closet with the door slightly ajar, Harry was yanked into the room and the
door slammed shut and locked.
Tensed up, trying to see through the dark, Harry flinched when the dim light was flipped on. He
then looked up and came face to face with a bronze haired, golden eyed teenager with pale skin.
"What the hell..." Harry started to say before he was cut off by a pair of lips covering his own.
Almost instantly, he found himself leaning fully onto the body in front of him while he wrapped
his arms around the teen's neck.
As their lips crashed together and their lips tangled, Harry moaned and found himself not
wanting to pull away. He finally had to when the need to breath became too much for him.
Panting for breath, Harry said, "I hope you realize that since you've just taken my first kiss you're
now forced to be my boyfriend and try to make it up for taking my kiss without a first date."
Chuckling, the teen wrapped his arms around his waist, nuzzled into his neck, and said, "I'd love
nothing more than to take you out on a date and spoil you for the rest of our lives. Plus I'd feel
insulted if this didn't mean we're boyfriends now."
"We aren't...yet."
"What?" The teen asked, sounding annoyed.
"What's your name?"
"Edward. Edward Cullen."
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"Well Edward Cullen, I'm Harry Potter...and now I can safely say you're my boyfriend. What
kind of person would I be if I agreed to be your boyfriend without knowing your name first?"
Laughing, Edward said, "You're absolutely perfect. Now I think we should get to class."
"Yep we should. Although we have an excuse. I ran into you and you offered to help the poorlost new student find his way to his classes. No need to get in trouble for being late now."
"I'm sorry for stealing your first kiss like that."
"I'm not. I enjoyed it immensely." Harry said with a teasing smile as he opened the door to the
closet and strolled out, leaving Edward staring after him with a sappy grin on his face.
Final
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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Watching his mate take his final breath as a human being was hard for Edward.
Bending down, Edward placed a kiss against the rapidly cooling lips of his Harry before he stood
up and slowly walked out of the room, refusing to look back at the body knowing he'd never
leave if he did.
Stepping outside of the room he was instantly was surrounded by his whole coven...his family.
"Well? What happened?" Rosalie asked, anxiously. While she hated Harry at first, she had come
to adore the teenager with the odd scar.
"It's done. Within the week he'll be joining us in the coven. My mate will awaken as a member of
our coven and take his rightful place beside me for eternity." Edward said, acting as if nothing
was bothering him.
"The final breath is the hardest, Edward. But just remember he'll be coming back." Carlisle said,
remembering his own suffering when his beloved Esme had been taking her final breaths as well.
"Now return to his side and we shall welcome him when he awakens."
With a nod, Edward said nothing more and turned to walk back into the room. Shutting the door
on his family.
Moving back to the bed, he crawled in beside his mate and pressed a gentle kiss to the cold lips.
"One final breath and then eternity together." Edward whispered against his mate's skin.
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Numb
Pairing: Edward/Harry
Warning: Mpreg, Character death.
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As she stood staring into the house that Edward had built for his lover and himself, Bella couldn't
help but curse Jacob for his guilty conscience which made him tell Edward that he had been
sleeping with Bella for almost as long as they had been together.
Rubbing her hands over her arms, numb from the cold weather, Bella sneered at the loving smile
on Edward's face as he had his head pressed against his new lover's stomach, swollen with child.
It was disgusting. The fact that a male had gotten pregnant. Sure he was different, like Edward
and Jacob, but men didn't need to get pregnant. That's what women were for. Besides, she didn'tsee what Edward loved about him. That ugly lightning bolt scar did nothing for his image.
Turning away from the window as the couple started kissing; Bella huffed and made her way
back towards the woods so she could take a short cut to her car. She didn't want to be on their
property any more that night.
Turning back for one last look at the house turned out to be her mistake. If she hadn't she might
have seen the bear ambling towards her, raising its paw and swiping at her.
It's claws sliced through her vocal cords, ripping her ability to scream for help away and as she
lay on the ground fading away, she wished her whole body was numb from the cold. She didn't
like the pain she was in.
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Broken Wings
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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Harry never thought he'd find the love of his life when he sent Hedwig out with a letter asking
for admittance into Salem Institute of Magic in Salem, Massachusetts in the United States.
During her flight, Hedwig had somehow gotten off track and had an accident which caused her
to fall from the sky and break her wings from it.
Harry didn't know anything was wrong until he received a floo call from the Headmaster of SIM
asking if he was still interested because they had never received his owl with the formal papers.
Freaking out because his owl was missing, Harry quickly ended the call after reassuring the
Headmaster, and then hurried to find a way to track his owl.
Flooing into the American Ministry, Harry used a tracking charm where he was able to track his
owl to a small town called Forks which was located in Washington State.
He expected to find her in a forest dead. He hadn't expected to find her with her wings taped to
her sides so they could heal while a golden eyed, bronze haired teen was feeding her some kind
of meat...what kind, Harry didn't want to know.
When he saw Harry, he got a look in his eyes and Harry felt his magic singing to him.
They didn't end up going out until Hedwig's wings were healed. Harry said it was a 'thank you',
but they both knew it was a date.
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Melody
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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Sitting at his piano, Edward played the lullaby as his lover, Harry, gently rocked their two week
old son Matthew singing to him.
It was an old Melody that Esme had taught them. It was a song she had written when she had
been pregnant with her child before she had been turned.
Meeting his lover’s eyes, Edward smiled and joined him in singing to their son who was fighting
sleep.
Standing up, Edward moved over to Harry and Matthew and wrapped his left arm around Harry's
waist then set his right hand on Matthew's stomach next to Harry's hand.
Forcing his eyes open, Matthew started up at both of his parents and drifted off to sleep. It
seemed like all he needed to fall asleep was the gentle touch of both of his parents and their
Follows prompt 12 Bitter and set during the same time as prompt 13 Afterlife.
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Walking down the street with his and Bella's kids running around them, Jacob ignored Bella's
voice nagging at him again for the fifth time that day.
Sighing, he ran his fingers through his short hair and looked across the road, stumbling when he
saw his ex standing there with that leech Edward Cullen.
Growling, Jacob watched with narrowed eyes as Edward wrapped his arms around Harry and
pulled him close for a kiss.
Wishing it was him there, that he hadn't screwed everything up by sleeping with Bella when she
had came to him because Edward found out about her sleeping with multiple other men, Jacob
wished he could go back to the days when Harry was happy with him. To the days when Harry
would curl up against him and tell him everything about how his day went then listen as Jacob
talked about his own day.
Now, because he had been stupid and wanted to hurt Cullen by sleeping with his girl, Jacob was
missing his true love and constantly tortured by Bella and her attitude. And, while he loved his
children, they took after their mother way too much.
Taking one last peek at Harry as they rounded the corner to the diner, Jacob wished he couldshift and just run fast enough to turn back time. Like Superman had flown fast enough to reverse
time by flying around the earth in the movie. But he couldn't and now he was stuck with a
woman he didn't love while he was forced to be truly happy by remembering the good old days
with Harry.
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Heartbeat
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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Lying on his lover's silk sheets with nothing covering them because of the sweltering heat of the
night, Edward wrapped an arm around his Harry's waist and settled his head over his chest.
Before Harry he wasn't a cuddler. On the contrary. While during the day he would hold your
hand, hug and kiss you, during the night, once the activities of the night were finished, he would
leave his partner to sleep by his or herself while he retreated to his piano.
However once he met Harry, he couldn't keep away. Even during the night he had to be close to
him. Not only because he loved him, but also because there was just something about the heart
beating in his chest that Edward couldn't stop listening to.
So during the night while Harry slept, Edward would curl against his mate and listen to the slowand steady heartbeat, telling him that his lover was still alive and safe.
Harry didn't know how Edward had convinced him to do this. Sure it was his final day alive as a
human wizard since tomorrow he would be changed into a vampire by his mate and lover, but
talking Harry into using his favorite food, chocolate, during their sex time wasn't something
Harry had ever thought Edward would do.
Picking up the warm, melted chocolate, Harry grinned and tipped the bowl, drizzling a line down
Edward's chest. Placing the bowl in Edward's upturned hand, Harry said, "Keep steady so you
don't drop my chocolate or I'll make you watch me have all the fun then leave you aching."
Hearing Edward whimper, Harry smirked then bent down and gently lapped at the chocolate
sauce running down Edward's skin. Quickly getting bored, Harry lapped up the rest of thechocolate then took the bowl back and moved farther down the bed.
Dipping his hand into the bowl, Harry looked up at Edward through his eyelashes then reached
out and grasped Edward's erection, smearing the chocolate sauce all over it.
Sucking the remaining chocolate off of his fingers, Harry ignored Edward's whimper as he
tangled his fingers in the sheets on the bed, stopping himself from just grabbing Harry and taking
him.
Leaning forwards, Harry teasingly licked at Edward's chocolate covered erection from base to tip
in one long swipe before he sucked the tip into his mouth.
Moaning at the combined flavors of Edward and the chocolate, Harry eagerly lapped at his treat.
Alternating between sucking and licking, Harry never repeated the same action more than twice.
It ended almost embarrassingly quickly with Edward gasping and ripping the sheets to shreds
where he had been holding on to them.
Pulling off of Edward with a moan, Harry said, "While I did enjoy the chocolate I think I'll enjoy
being with you and repeating things like this for eternity.
When the pale, golden eyed stranger had stopped him in London on his way to catch the Knight
Bus so he could get home to his fiancée, Harry forgot about everything but the man in front of
him.
While he was a stranger, Harry's soul recognized him; his other half.
So when the stranger led him to a silver Volvo and helped him in, Harry didn't feel guilty about
abandoning Ginny. Especially since he knew she had no problems finding other men even when
they were together. She'd probably run to the real father of the child she was currently carrying
first...Harry almost felt sorry for the man...almost.
Daybreak
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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Harry didn't think the first time he would ever see daybreak was after he had died. Sure he's seen
when the sun has only been up for an hour or a half an hour, but he's never seen it when it just
broke over the horizon. When the sky was changing colors with the rising sun. The oranges and
pinks, and blues along with the clouds.
He loved the fact that he got to sit in the sand of the beach watching the day coming forwardswith his golden eyed lover behind him, singing quietly in his ear.
"Thank you, Edward. You've given me everything I've always wanted; family, friends,
acceptance, love."
As the sun came up, causing their skin to start glittering, Edward smiled at him, pressed a kiss
against his lips, and murmured, "And you've given it all back to me as well."
Harry had been confused when he watched as his secret lover was struck down with a killing
curse. Cedric fell almost instantly, but just as quickly got back up and, with his bare hands,
managed to kill many of the Death Eaters before Voldemort retreated causing the remaining
Death Eaters to as well.
Staring at Cedric, Harry ended up throwing himself into the cool arm with a sob.
As Cedric held onto him tightly, he explained to Harry how he was still alive.
He wasn't Cedric Diggory; that was just an alias. He was really Edward Cullen. He had decided
to attend Hogwarts when he had been overcome by his thirst for blood when he met his singer.He had almost killed her and that had scared him. So he decided to finally accept the invitation
he had been sent when he was still human to attend Hogwarts.
Looking at Ced... Edward , Harry saw the fear of rejection and pressed a gentle kiss to the lips in
front of him.
"You're still the one I fell in love with. I'm not going to leave you or push you away." Harry
whispered against those lips. "But I want to know the real you now. Not the Cedric Diggory
persona you've been showing everyone."
"I will show you me. Besides, Esme, the Coven's mother, has wanted to meet you ever since Icame home smiling about you."
"I can't wait to meet them." Harry said with a smile. "Now can we leave here? I don't think
leaving everyone confused and panicking at Hogwarts is such a good idea...besides we've got to
rub it in the other school's faces that they were beaten by both of Hogwarts' champions."
Harry hated the lies between Edward and himself. He knew that Edward was hiding something
from him, but he was also holding a secret back from his boyfriend.
How was he supposed to tell his normal boyfriend that he was dating a teenage hero whom was
also a wizard and not a normal teenage boy?
Shaking his head, Harry stood up from his desk and made his way out of the classroom and made
his way towards his locker so he could drop off his books so he could leave for the weekend. He
loved having a study hall as his last period. It let him do his homework before he even left
school. It gave him so much more time to be free instead of worrying about school.
Making his way over to Edward, who was leaning on his silver Volvo, Harry shared a quick kiss
with him then allowed Edward to open the passenger side door for him.
Sitting in the car next to him, Harry laced his fingers with Edward's and hoped that the lies he's
told Edward and the truths he was about to share wouldn't make him leave because Edward was
the best thing that has happened to Harry since he left the Wizarding World with Sirius.
Beautiful
Pairing: Edward/Harry
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It was hard for Harry to believe Edward when he called him beautiful because of the large scar
that went from the top of his left eye all the way down to his lips. He had gotten it from a low
level cutting hex during the final battle from a Death Eater that was dying; a last ditch effort to
help his master.
He wasn't Narcissistic in anyway, but he found it hard to be beautiful or handsome, as he
preferred to be called, when he was sitting next to five of the best looking people he'd ever seenin his life. Especially when he could hear the other students whispering about him and how it
was odd for him to be sitting with the Cullen's and Hale's.
But as he sat there with Edward lacing their fingers together and leaning over every so often to
kiss him, Harry didn't care if he wasn't as beautiful or handsome as the others at the table.
Because Edward had fallen for him and wanted him how he looked now. He didn't care about
scars, or history, or money, or status. He just cared about Harry.
Uncle Vernon always ranted that only girls and pansies wrote in a diary. Harry never let that getto him. He wrote in one because he didn't care what the man he was forced to live with and call
an Uncle thought of him.
So he kept his diary hidden underneath his bed in a hole in the box spring where his Uncle would
never find it. Because if he had found it, he probably would have read it them destroyed it with a
ugly grin on his face the whole time.
When they had moved to a town in the States called Forks, Washington, Harry was worried the
whole way that the small book would fall out of its hiding place since he had forgotten to pack it
up in one of the few boxes his Uncle had given to him, but it never did.
He was especially glad that it didn't because if it had, then his Uncle would have found out how
Harry had met Edward Cullen while out wandering around Privet Drive and how Edward's sire
had used his connections to have a job offer given to Vernon in Port Angeles with a house in
Forks for them to live in because Edward didn't want his mate on the other side of the world.
Come to think of it, he probably needed to find a new place for his diary in his new room in the
attic where Edward had spent hours with Esme setting it up just right. Maybe he'd hide it in the
built in bench under the window so he could have it close when he sat looking out the window
It started as just a friends with benefits thing between him and Edward after Ginny had run off
with Draco Malfoy- and ended up getting disowned by her family-and Bella decided she wanted
a living, supernatural boyfriend so she chose Jacob.
They had conditions for their meetings though. There was no kissing, no cuddling after, and
definitely no 'I love yous'. They were non-negotiable. They had both agreed that if any of that
happened then the other could end it if they felt it became uncomfortable.
However nothing ever went to plan for Harry and he soon found himself falling for the bronze
haired vampire that he found comfort in, but he never said anything because the little bit that he
had was better than not having anything.
It changed when Ginny showed up claiming that the little baby girl in her arms was his and he
needed to come back to England to marry her and take care of his child. Harry knew it wasn't
true though, because he was sure that there was no way he was the father of the gray eyed,
strawberry blonde child.
Edward confirmed it when he came over for their nightly meetings and read her mind. Turned
out that Ginny was sleeping with Malfoy and some other wizards and Malfoy, while he really
was the child's father, kicked Ginny out and swore to not help her with anything.
Upset over the fact that he could have been a father, Harry took comfort from Edward andeverything changed that night. They started cuddling after and they shared little kisses, but it
changed drastically when Edward came to him with a bouquet of white gardenias.
Edward told him how, even though they had their set conditions, he couldn't help falling in love
with him and he hoped he wouldn't lose him because he just broke them.
Harry just smiled, leaned up to kiss the vampire, and told him how he loved him too and they
could forget about the conditions because all that mattered was them now.
Harry didn't think that when he was sent to Italy to try and convince the Volturi, a group of
vampires, to help him in the fight against Voldemort that he would get two suitors vying for his
affections.
It started almost as soon as he arrived. One of the leaders of the Volturi, Aro, as well as one of
his guests of the Coven, Carlisle Cullen had taken an interest in him.
He ignored it as long as he could because he really didn't want a lover while fighting a war that
had a fifty percent chance that he would end up dying in, but in the end he couldn't fight it.
He received gifts from them nightly and Harry preferred the ones from Carlisle because the onesfrom Aro were laced with possession and just outright disgusting at times. The final straw came
when he received a human heart in a box from Aro.
When he received that, he went to Aro and told him he chose Carlisle because he didn't go
around murdering humans and dismembering them for 'gifts'.
After that, he went to Carlisle's room and allowed the blond haired vampire to kiss him for the
first time.
They left that night to gather up Carlisle's own Coven, which he'd been keeping hidden from the
Volturi.
As they left with their hands and fingers laced together, Harry couldn't feel bad for the red eyed
vampire watching them go. Because Aro was a killer that did it with pleasure and he couldn't be
with someone that could so carelessly take someone's life.
Harry never thought it would be up to him to spread awareness to the Wizards and shifters about
how werewolves were really created. Of course, everyone thought that they knew, but it all
started at a certain time.
He was currently sitting in his den, reading over the notes he had written for the meeting he was
going to.
Werewolves were first created when shifters, like his own Embry, found their mate. If a shifter's
mate was magical, the shifter would feel an urgent need to bite them, to mark them. But becauseof the magic the mate had, the bite would cause them to turn into a werewolf with a lifespan like
the shifter. And, if the mate was already an Animagus, the mate's Animagus form would change
to a wolf.
From the bite, the mate would start shifting into a wolf the first full moon after the bite. After that
they would gain more and more control over the shifting and would feel less and less pain.
However, as time went on, more and more werewolves were created from a shifter biting their
mate. Eventually a werewolf would lose their shifter mate and, in their grief, would shift. During
that shift they would attack and kill anything in their paths.
During those attacks, some people would survive, which caused more werewolves to be born. It
was from one of those attacks that the myth about werewolves formed.
There also happened to be two different forms a werewolf could take. If you were attacked and
turned by a werewolf that wasn't your mate you'd take the humanoid, two-legged werewolf form.
However, if you were turned by a shifter because you were their mate, you would take a normal
wolf form; four legged, but it would be bigger than a normal wolf.
Harry looked up from the notes, when he felt two arms wrap around his waist and a pair of lips
press kisses against his neck.
"Are you done yet? I want some alone time with you." Embry said with a whining tone in his
voice.
"I've got to finish going over my notes." Harry said, shrugging his shoulders with a laugh as
Embry nipped at a sensitive spot on the back of his neck.
"Why don't you just write a book? That way everyone can buy it and read it and you won't have
to go to multiple meetings like this a week. I barely see you anymore."
"My information will be published in book form, but until that time I'm holding these meetings."
Harry said, collecting all the papers and slipping them into the small briefcase on the table.
"Besides this is the last meeting for a week and, if you remember, the hotel where the meeting isbeing held is in Hawaii and they graciously allowed the Boy-Who-Lived to stay there for the
week after. Call it a 'honeymoon' for our mating." He added with a wicked grin.
With wide eyes, Embry said, "I've got to pack then."
Laughing, Harry said, "Relax. You're all packed. I took care of it. What you haven't done is..."
"What? Tell me." Embry said, when it seemed as if Harry wasn't going to finish his sentence.
"Well we still have two hours before our portkey leaves...you haven't taken me upstairs to
practice for our honeymoon yet though."
Grinning, Embry scooped his petite wizard up and ran down the hallway to their bedroom.
Hands
Pairing: Emmett/Harry/Jasper
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Sitting on the ground in between his two lovers watching the rest of their coven play a game of
baseball, Harry leaned into the hands rubbing his shoulders and his legs.
Most of the Wizarding word said Harry was with the two of them because he was a sex addict
and needed more than one person, others said that he was with them because they could control
him and abuse him and he liked that kind of thing.
But the truth was he loved both Emmett and Jasper and he was with them because of that. He
wasn't with them because they could hurt him, he would have been long gone if they raised their
hands to try and hurt him. And he wasn't with them because they could keep him satisfied in
bed...that was just a plus in the relationship.
Stretching his head back, Harry stole a quick kiss from Emmett then leaned forwards to take one
from Jasper as well so that he didn't feel left out.
Once he pulled away, he leaned back into Emmett and thought, 'Yep this is the life I've been
Twenty two years of living and twenty one of walking and Harry Potter still managed to stumble
and fall over the tiniest crack on the sidewalk. Not only that, but he stumbled, fell, and broke his
ankle. It had to happen while he was in the middle of the muggle world looking for a rare tome
which had somehow been sent there during a massive fire that spread through the library.
So there he was, sitting in a muggle hospital with his ankle propped up waiting for the doctor to
come in with no chance to take any healing potions or numbing potions so he could get rid of the
injury and any leftover pain.
He spent nearly an hour sitting in the room, twirling his wand around and causing the nurses to
stare at him like he was crazy whenever they came in to check on him, but it was all worth itwhen the tall, pale, blond haired doctor came into the room.
"I apologize for the long wait you had to sit through, but we had a major accident come in and
we had to have all doctors down there. I do hope you were given something for the pain." He
said, with a charming smile.
"I have an odd system. A lot of medicines don't work." Harry said with a shrug. "I do know one
that always seems to work though." He added with a flirty smirk.
"Oh and what is that?"
"I've learned that a kiss always seems to take my mind off of the pain. Even makes it go away at
times."
"Well, as your doctor it's my duty to make sure you get the medicine that will help you while we
take you for an x-ray and get you into a cast."
Grinning, Harry leaned forwards as the doctor, Carlisle, according to his name tag, stepped over
to the bed and leaned forwards, pressing their lips together.
Moaning as their lips slipped together, Harry eventually pulled back with a smile.
"Did that help?" Carlisle asked with a smile of his own.
"Oh yes. Very much... but I might end up needing another dose before I leave today."
"I'll be more than happy to give it to you. Now let's get you into the wheelchair and up to x-ray
so we can figure out how much damage was done."
As he was settled into the wheelchair, Harry felt slightly better about his ability to stumble over
the smallest thing. If it got him the company of hot men and kisses from them as well....well,
The day after he left his two lovers fighting, Harry woke up feeling bad. Not sick, or ill, but just
down because he had a feeling that the two wouldn't be able to work out their problems even
though they had been in a relationship for near five months now.
They started the threesome not because they wanted the other two in it, but rather because they
both wanted him and didn't want to lose him.
Rolling out of bed, Harry didn't bother to change out of his pajamas as he stumbled down the hall
towards his kitchen so he could make up his first cup of coffee for the morning.
He was halfway to the counter when he realized the coffee was already made and in a cup beingheld by a russet skinned teen and there was a pale, golden eyed body standing at the stove
cooking his breakfast.
Stopping, Harry looked between the two before Jacob pulled him into his arms and pressed a soft
kiss against his lips.
Pulling away with a moan, Harry accepted the coffee cup and asked, "So this means you two
have made up then right?"
With a slight tinge to his cheeks, Jacob said, "Yes. We've come to the understanding that it might
have been slight sexual tension and slight jealousy about what the other could give you."
Nuzzling against Jacob, Harry took a sip of his coffee, then pulled away so he could go and greet
Edward with a deserved kiss as well.
Pulling away with a dazed look, Harry stopped and said, "Wait a minute. You two didn't..."
Seeing the slightly embarrassed looks on both their faces, he added, "I can't believe you two
started without me."
"Well it helped us work everything out." Jacob said, sharing a slight grin with Edward.
Tapping his foot with his arms crossed over his chest, Harry said, "I think you two need to takeme to my room and make it up to me. You're already ahead of the pleasure now."
Sharing a look, with Jacob Edward flipped the stove off then ran after the wolf who had picked
Harry up and ran towards the bedroom laughing the whole way.
Following that, the only things heard in the house for hours were moans and gasps of pleasure
It all happened because of Ron, Ron's inability to walk into a door without slamming it open;
causing a gust of air in the room, and an innocent looking red powder that the twins had been
working on.
Harry had been sitting on the counter next to the twins as they explained to their silent investor
about their new inventory that they were working on when Ron came storming into the store, red
in the face with a stain in the middle of his pants.
The twins, never one to pass up an opportunity, went to say something, but before they could, the
air was disturbed due to how hard Ron had slammed the door open and it blew the red powder on
the counter into the faces of the three teens sitting there.
The effects were almost instantaneous. The three became flushed and they licked their lips as
they began to pant, suddenly hot under the collar and in desperate need of release.
As Ron opened his mouth, to say what, none of the three really cared what he was going to say.
Deciding that ignoring him was the best course of action, the twin on the left of Harry, George,
slid off of the counter and moved in between Harry's spread legs so that he could easily lean in
and kiss him.
Eyes widening, Ron stuttered over what he was saying before he fled as Fred started to strip
Harry out of his clothes and George ran his hands up Harry's legs and towards his groin, lookingfor the hardness that was visible even underneath the layer of clothes.
Needless to say, the next time the twins and Harry left the shop, Harry was situated between the
twins and they both had an arm wrapped around his waist and, just so it wouldn't be confused for
'sibling affection', they would stop every so often to kiss the brunette or they'd just grope his pert
"Of course you missed me. Now it's time to leave. Mother and father are waiting for us at the
house. They want to bring us to the house they gifted us for our wedding present." Draco said,
wrapping an arm around Harry's waist.
With Molly and Ginny screeching at him about marrying a Death Eater's son, Harry followedDraco to the fireplace so they could floo out. While he may have lost Ginny and Molly because
of his marriage, he hadn't lost the rest of his red headed family and he was okay with that.
The last thing the two women heard was, "Mother was asking me when we're going to start
giving her some grandchildren. She can't wait to have a beautiful blond with your striking eyes."
Standing beside Fred and George as they watched the casket containing Percy, whom had given
his life to save Fred, being lowered into the ground, Harry felt guilty that he was happy that
neither Fred nor George had lost their life during the final battle.
Leaning into George's side and lacing his fingers with Fred's, Harry used his available hand to
stroke at his slightly rounding stomach containing their child. The child he only found out about
when he nearly lost it after the battle because his magical core was severely depleted and the
stress of nearly losing Fred kicked in.
Placing their own hands on the bump, Fred and George pressed kisses onto the top of his head.
They would always be in debt to their brother for throwing himself in front of the spell aimed atFred so that he could live to see his child grow up even if he didn't know that that is
what his sacrifice did.
As the headstone was engraved with Percy's name and information, the three whispered their
own words of thanks and their final goodbyes to the man that had given his life in an act of
Standing at the meeting point where his life was going to change drastically, Harry felt contempt
for the Alpha of his pack. Albus Dumbledore had decided, despite his parent's begging and their
planning to mate him with someone else that Harry was to be mated off to the highest bidder to
gain money for their pack.
As they stood in the clearing, his mother sobbing into his father's shoulder, his father looking
murderous, and Dumbledore looking extremely pleased with himself, Harry felt himself start to
shiver in fear because he knew who had bought him.
The sun had just reached the middle of the sky when the other group appeared, the leader, with
mangled hair, sharp yellowed claws, and fanged teeth and two other men behind him; one withlong black hair and the other with brown hair and scars on his face.
As Greyback handed over a sack of coins, Lily and James moved to say goodbye, but were
stopped by Dumbledore saying, "No, leave him. He is no longer of our pack."
Wailing, Lily had to be held back as Greyback took a hold of Harry and led him back the way
they had come.
Harry swore that he would make Dumbledore pay for hurting his parents like this and if
Greyback thought his would just lay back and show his neck in submission he would be deeply
Watching Draco pace around their flat, muttering about having to go and visit with the Weasley's
for Christmas, Harry shook his head.
"You need to sweeten up, lighten up a little bit when it comes to the Weasley's. They've accepted
you as a part of my life and they're very nice to you and you're nothing but rude to them."
"They don't like me and I don't like them. I don't see why I should have to act like I do just
because we're seeing each other face to face."
Sighing, Harry said, "Because they're important to me. And yes, they may say mean or rude
things about you when you aren't there, but they are nice and accommodating to you when youare because they care about me and my feelings. Why can't you do the same thing?"
"Malfoy's do not act how they do not want to act." Draco said with a sneer.
"Well if you can't accept my family and at least be civil to them maybe it would be best if we
broke up.
"What?"
"I won't be made to choose between my lover and my family. I'll end it before it gets to the point
where I lose both."
"But you are choosing. You're choosing them."
"Because you're making me do it. If it was the other way around I'd be choosing you." Grabbing
his coat and the bag full of shrunken gifts, Harry said, "If you decide to come, wonderful. If not I
want you to move your things out of my house before I get home later tonight."
Walking to the fireplace, Harry held strong and didn't look back at Draco, hoping his lover
The day started out normally when Harry received the letter; he was sitting in the Great Hall
picking at his food when the owl swooped down with the letter attached to its leg.
Licking syrup off of his fingers, Harry reached out and took the letter and opened it, ignoring the
eyes trying to read the letter over his shoulder.
It started out like any letter, "Dear Mister Potter...blah blah blah...
Skimming the letter, he had to stop and reread a certain group of sentences a few times.
"The bonding contract between the Potter's and Nott's has still not been fulfilled. You do notneed to accept to fulfill it yourself, but it will not go away until fulfilled. The current heir to the
Nott family, Theodore, a young man you are currently in school with, has shown interest in
fulfilling the contract with you. If you wish to accept you will need to see the Nott heir and come
to our law office to sign the contract. We are located at...."
Done reading the letter, Harry looked across to the Slytherin table where Theodore was looking
at him with a grin on his lips, rolling his eyes, Harry nodded in acceptance.
Not only was he honor bound to fulfill the contract, he couldn't imagine bonding to anyone
besides the teen that he stole secret moments filled with passionate embraces within empty halls
When the Sorting Hat had called out Slytherin back in his first year, Harry felt like he was
entering into a Seven year long nightmare after what he had heard from Ron Weasley about the
house, but it turned out wrong.
He made three best friends, Blaise, Draco, and Theodore whom, when they were old enough,
entered into a relationship together.
He had lost his budding friendship with Ron, but it was bound to happen with him calling Harry
a slimy snake and a traitor for 'allowing' himself to be sorted into Slytherin. As he got older, it
became worse. Ron would call him the 'Slytherin Slut' because he was in a relationship with
three other men, but Harry didn't care because he had found friends, family, acceptance, love andeven children because of the surrogate who carried the child for the men. The child was a perfect
blend of all four of the men because of the potions that the surrogate took that had all of their
DNA which gave the baby four fathers and one mother.
And, as he sat in the rocking chair, rocking one of their newborns to sleep, Harry couldn't help
but think it hadn't been a nightmare, but rather a dream come true.
From his place perched on George's lap, Harry had to hide a grin as his other lover, Fred,
sneaked up on Ron with a fake spider and spider web dangling from his wand.
The twins were trying to get back at Ron because he had yelled and hurt Harry again by spewing
hateful things and abandoned him when Harry needed his friends and family by his side.
Since Ron would have suspected something if the twins were together, George had decided that
Fred could have the honor of getting back at their brother while George himself cuddled and
groped Harry in front of Ron, making him turn green in the face and glare at the two.
Giggling as George ran his fingers under his shirt and tickled his sides; Harry turned and presseda kiss to George's lips, pulling away once he heard Ron start shrieking as he thundered out of the
room.
Pulling away, Harry turned and watched Ron thunder up the stairs right by Ginny, whom was
holding a camera with a grin on her lips.
"Did ya catch that?" Fred asked, as he moved over to the couch and sat down beside his twin and
his lover and stole Harry from George's lap.
"Yep I got the whole thing." She said, moving to hand the camera to George. "I want a copy
to...accidentally spread around school."
"As long as you show us the memories of how everyone reacts to it."
"Of course." Ginny said. "Now I'm gonna go see if he's crying under his bed or in the closet this
time...maybe I'll let him know about finding a spider in his closet when I grabbed his old broom
if he's in there." She said with a wicked grin, as she followed Ron's path up the stairs.
Smiling at his lover's, Harry relaxed into them, feeling happy for the first time since Ron started
Staring at the innocent looking metal rings on the floor, Harry remembered when they were
wrapped around his ankle, keeping him from leaving or even having a moment of peace. The
choking feeling that welled up whenever he moved and heard the chains clinking on the floor
and the cold metal digging into his skin...
Stepping away from the shackles, Harry cast a glance to the old man's body in the corner of the
room. He was the one that captured and kept Harry in this room, shackled to the walls, never
able to be free, all because he had a messed up idea that Harry was the only one who could
destroy an evil he had created in his mind.
Turning away from the body, Harry made his way out of the room and walked straight by thedetectives that had found him and into his lover's arms. It had been five years since he had been
able to be held in Draco's arms and feel safe and at peace, but as soon as those arms wrapped
around his waist, everything around them seemed to slip away.
"Come on, honey our parents can't wait to see you again. We've all been so worried about you."
Nodding, Harry allowed himself to be led out of his prison, relaxing against Draco's side. He was
finally free of his shackles.
Alive
Pairing: Cedric/Harry
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Harry couldn't believe that he had been used to bring back the maniac that had killed his parents
when he was a year old. And he had even managed to come out of it alive...but he didn't rightly
care because he had lost another important person to him.
Cedric, perfect Cedric, whom would walk through the halls just holding his hand or surprise him
with little treats whenever Harry was feeling down or just whenever. His Cedric had been killed
just like his parents had, just like his mother had been; right in front of him.
He may have been alive, but right now he wished he had been taken so that he could be with