Eternity Disrupted

Eternity Disrupted

Summary: A year after Forks Cuisine everything between Edward and Harry are going great...until a certain person reenters their lives.

Pairing(s) : Harry/Edward, Some Edward/Bella, Sirius/Remus, Rosalie/Emmett, Alice/Jasper, Esme/Carlisle, Hermione/Ron

Rating: Nc-17

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight or any of the characters associated with them. And I don't make any money from the writing of this story.

Warning(s) : Slash, AU

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Chapter Ten-

A week later, Harry was rushing down the stairs and making his way outside so that he could apparate to the Cullen’s household for their yearly New Year’s Eve party. While he didn’t want to go, Esme had begged and pleaded with him to show up for at least an hour.

Stopping at the door, Harry straightened out his green button up shirt and made sure it was still tucked into his black leather pants.

Opening the door, Harry stepped outside and made his way to the apparition point and disappeared with a crack.

Heading towards the door, Harry stopped short at the sight of Edward’s silver Volvo and had to knock back the rising feelings of hope that Edward was there for him.

Walking inside, Harry looked around for his mate, but gave a sigh when he didn’t see him then moved over to give Esme a hug.

“We’re taking care of it,” Esme said with a smile when she saw him.

“Where is he?” Harry asked, looking around.

“Downstairs with Carlisle, unfortunately there’s a problem with the door and they can’t get it open. Alice ran to get Chief Swan’s help.” She explained with a smile.

‘Going after Isabella?’ Harry mouthed, so that the vampires in the basement couldn’t hear him.

Nodding, Esme took a hold of Harry’s arm and led him into the living room where Jasper was sitting on the couch watching the New Year’s festivities in Times Square in New York City.

Allowing Esme to push him down onto the loveseat, Harry crossed his ankles then tilted his head to the side so he could hear Edward, what he heard…confused him.

Edward’s voice, slightly muffled, came through the door leading to Edward’s old music studio, “Who’s that that just came in?” He asked Carlisle.

There was a slight silence, before Carlisle asked, “You don’t know who that is?”

“No, Carlisle, I’ve never heard that voice before. Who is it…please.”

“Edward…that boy…man is the newest member of our coven and he’s your mate. He has been for over a year.”

“Carlisle please don’t lie to me. I’ve never met that man and besides, Bella is my mate.”

“Edward, you haven’t been with Bella for a long time now. You broke up with her…look I can prove that you were together with Harry. We have pictures upstairs of the two of you together, but we have newspapers from when Bella shot Harry and forced us to turn him sooner than we planned.”

“Why would you have newspapers with that information in there?” Edward asked.

“I don’t know why we kept them, but it felt wrong to throw them out…maybe this is why.”

Listening, Harry heard Carlisle move around a few boxes that were in the old studio for storage.

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“Look for a box marked ‘November and December of 2006.” Carlisle said, shifting a few boxes out of the way.

“You’re really telling the truth, aren’t you?” Edward asked quietly as he ran his fingers through his hair. “You wouldn’t go through this much trouble just for a lie, and your thoughts…” He trailed off.

“Yes, Edward. I’m telling you the truth. I wouldn’t lie to you, son.”

“How did I get together with him?” Edward asked as he gently pushed aside a box filled with older plates and cups.

“You broke up with Bella just as Harry arrived in town. She was becoming less like the woman you met and, as I remember, her scent as your singer had started to vanish and held no appeal to you anymore. You and she went to Harry’s restaurant on a date and you learned that Harry knew how to cook food that we vampires can eat. You started as friends, you didn’t just jump right into bed together, but Bella assumed that and she eventually snapped when you didn’t go back to her. She took a gun, one of her father’s extra side arms, I believe, and shot Harry in the chest. He couldn’t be saved so we turned him.” Carlisle said as he found the right box and pulled the top open. “Here read through the newspapers in here. After that we’ll talk some more or we’ll go upstairs and you can talk t Harry, which ever you prefer.”

Moving over to Carlisle’s side, Edward reached into the box and pulled out about five papers. The first ones headline was: “Attempted Murder in Forks”

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Feeling a hand on his shoulder, Harry stopped listening to the conversation downstairs and looked up to find Jasper standing in front of him.

“Are you alright, Harry?” Jasper asked, kneeling down in front of his little brother.

“I’m okay, Jas.” Harry said giving him a strained smile.

“If you say so, but we both know you aren’t telling the truth.” Jasper said tapping his own forehead.

“You’re right of course, but, and I don’t mean this in any disrespectful way, you aren’t the one I want to talk to about this.”

“I understand completely.” Jasper said giving Harry a pat on the shoulder. “So have you ever been to New York City?” He asked, changing the subject.

“No, never, but it sure looks…big.” Harry replied.

Chuckling, Jasper said, “We’ll have to go there on a family trip next winter. It’s great especially the tree that they put up…not to mention that Esme, Rosalie, and Alice love the shopping that they can do while there.”

“It’ll be something to look forward to.” Harry said with a smile.

“It will be until the girls decide to drag you shopping with them.”

“I don’t mind shopping; besides the sooner you acquiesce the sooner the torture of shopping with them gets done.”

Laughing, Jasper slapped Harry on the back and said, “I’ll have to remember that for the next time they want to bring me shopping.”

“We won’t let that work next time then especially when I fill Rosalie in on that secret.” Alice said from the doorway.

“Al…when did you get back?” Jasper asked his wife since none of them had heard her come in.

“Just now, Chief Swan told me to stay here while he goes you know where.” Sitting down, Alice’s eyes glazed over for a few seconds before she shook her head and looked over to the doorway leading into the kitchen where Esme was standing. “I think it’s about time you ‘found’ the key to the basement.”

Nodding, Esme pulled an old looking key out of her pocket then walked out of the room to unlock the heavy door guarding the basement turned studio turned storage room.

Esme had barely unlocked the door and stepped away from it when Edward came crashing through the door and ran into the living room.

Stopping for a few seconds, Edward looked between Harry and the door before he raced out of the door and into the woods.

Giving a cry of distress, Harry jumped up off of the sofa.

“Harry wait it isn’t what you think!” Carlisle shouted as the youngest vampire gathered his magic up around him and disapperated with a crack leaving a shockwave of magic in his wake.

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Landing outside of the school, Harry fell to the ground with a grunt. Gasping for unneeded breaths, Harry clenched his hands causing the mud from the recent rains to stain his hands and slip underneath his fingernails.

Pushing himself up before anyone could see his weakness, Harry stumbled into the school and to his room where he barely mumbled out the password and went inside.

Walking into his bedroom, Harry went over to his desk and unlocked the potions draw and pulled out two vials filled with dark, murky potions. They looked exactly like the potion that he had taken to allow him to sleep, but in reality only one of the vials held the sleeping potion.

The second vial held the exact opposite of the sleeping potion; the second vial was a potion that would kill a vampire.

Closing his eyes, Harry gave a flick of his wand which caused the potions to shuffle around so he didn’t know which one was which. He was giving his life over to fate to decide whether he died or stayed dead, but alive.

Opening his eyes, Harry grabbed the first vial his eyes landed on and yanked the cork out.
Hesitating for only a few seconds as he thought about all the people that would be devastated at his death, Harry decided that dying was better than living forever without his mate at his side.

Tipping his head back, Harry downed the potion, cringing as the flavor hit his taste buds.

Lying back on the bed, Harry sighed and took one last glance around as his eyes slid shut maybe for the last time.

****END CHAPTER****

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