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 Eleven-

It was about an hour after the alarm went off letting Hermione know that Harry had returned when it went off again telling her that someone had entered the school and was heading up to her office at a rapid pace.

Standing up to see who it was, Hermione had just made it around her desk when the door slammed open and Edward ran in with wide eyes.

“Where is he?” Edward shouted.

Frowning, Hermione spat out, “If you mean the man who is my brother in everything but blood and the man whose heart you destroyed, I’m not telling you.”

Snarling, Edward’s eyes turned black and he lunged at the bushy haired witch.

“Edward that is enough.” Carlisle shouted. “Mrs. Weasley please, we just want to check on Harry. You have my word that Edward won’t be alone with him.”

Looking between the both of them, Hermione eventually nodded and said, “Fine follow me.”

Leading the two vampires through the halls, Hermione asked, “So where’s the rest of your coven? I thought they’d all be here.”

“They’re cleaning out our house.” Edward said looking down at the ground.

“Can’t face what you did?” Hermione asked snidely.

“No…is that what you want to hear?” Edward asked with a growl. “I can’t face the fact that I hurt him so badly and ruined our home with Isabella’s presence.”

“It’ll do for now.” Hermione said stopping at the portrait that guarded Harry’s rooms. “Is the master of these rooms in?”

“Yes, but he’s asked not to be disturbed.” The dark haired female vampire answered.

“As his mate you understand that I can demand to be let in.” Edward said.

“If I remember correctly you are the one that has caused this anguish in the young one.”

“May we please enter? I’d like to speak with my youngest child.” Carlisle said.

Looking at her silent mate, the female waited for his response, which came in the form of a nod.

“My mate has decided that you may enter, but if you cause the young master any distress you shall be thrown out and not be allowed entrance again.”

“You have my many thanks.” Carlisle said, bowing his head.

Quickly the portrait swung open and revealed the entrance to Harry’s rooms.

Rushing inside, Edward made his way into the bedroom and stopped short at the scent of death that permeated the rooms.

With wide eyes, Edward shared a look with Carlisle then rushed into the room.

Dropping down beside the bed, Edward reached out and grabbed Harry’s hand, hissing when he felt the heat radiating from the skin.

“What’s wrong with him?” Edward asked frantically.

“I don’t know.” Carlisle admitted. Looking around the room, he saw the empty vial lying beside the bed and snatched it up. “What was in here?” He asked Hermione.

Taking the vial, Hermione cast an identification charm. Gasping as the results appeared in a white puff of smoke, she choked out, “It says that the contents of this vial was a poisonous potion…one that’s especially potent when used on vampires…it burns them from the inside out.”

“How do we fix it?” Edward asked.

“I don’t know. I’ve never heard of a vampire ever surviving long enough for a cure to be used.”
“Don’t touch him!” Edward snarled as Hermione reached out to take Harry’s other hand in her own. “Carlisle, help him.” Edward begged.

“I don’t think that I can.” Carlisle said sadly.

“Quickly bring him up to the medical wing. The Mediwizard should be able to do something until I can get a healer here to take over.” Hermione said.

Scooping Harry up in his arms, Edward disappeared in a blur as he followed the scent of medicine and normal scents that hung around doctors and hospitals.

When he entered the room, he saw the door leading into an office open and a young man entered the room. Mediwizard Mathew Clark was in his mid-twenties with blue eyes and blond hair.

“I received the fire call from the Headmistress. Lay him on the bed then step back so you don’t contaminate my work.”

Setting Harry gently down on the nearest bed, Edward had to force himself to stop from reaching out and touching his mate.

Jumping as a shrill ring echoed throughout the room, Edward watched as the Mediwizard tapped something that looked like blue tooth headset.

“Ah healer Del Mar thank you for contacting me so quickly. This is a time sensitive matter that we’re dealing with. A vampire has taken Death’s Breath. I need to know how to fix it…of course I can wait one minute. Please gather what you need.” The Mediwizard said as he turned to face Edward. “You if you can’t stand the sight or smell of blood you should leave now because it’s going to saturate the air shortly.”

“I’m not leaving my mate here alone.” Edward said with a snarl.

As if knowing that Edward was going to be stubborn, Carlisle chose that moment to enter the room.

“Edward come with me and let the doctor do what he needs to. Besides I think you should explain to Mrs. Weasley why you’ve been acting like you were. Once the doctor is done I’m sure he’ll be happy to let us back in.”

“Oh, yes…of course.” The Mediwizard said when he realized that Edward’s attention had shifted to him.

Moving towards the door, Edward stopped for a second to say, “If he dies you should run and hide.”

Grabbing a hold of Edward, Carlisle pulled his eldest child from the room as the Mediwizard started to wave his wand and gather what he’d need.
Watching the two disappear, the Mediwizard gave a shudder at the threat then summoned a few buckets which he would have to put into place one the healer got back on the line.

Glancing at his watch, Mediwizard Clark tapped the earpiece and said, “Healer Del Mar time is of the essence…please hurry up.”

“Ah yes, sorry, sorry. I had to gather up a few books to gather the information you’d need…you don’t get sick at the sight of blood do you?” He asked curiously.

“I wouldn’t have picked this profession if I got sick at the sight of blood.” Clark said.

“Right, right, of course. So I assume you know the basics of what you’ll have to do?”

“Drain the body of its blood and replace it and hope that the poison hasn’t been in the body for more than two hours?”

“Well then what did you bother calling me for if you know what to do?” Healer Del Mar asked with a snarky tone.

“Oh I couldn’t go another day without hearing your voice.” Clark teased.

“Tell that to my lover and he’ll come after you…now am I to guess correctly that you don’t have any blood to replace the vampire’s with?”

“No I don’t. I was hoping you’d send an emergency owl with at least thirty bags of blood. I’m sure the vampire will be hungry when he wakes up and I’d rather not have him try to snack on any of the students or myself.”

“I’ll send it over right now. It should be there within five minutes…try not to screw this up. I’d hate to have to come over there and revive you before I took you to bed…oh wait I’m sorry you aren’t my lover it’s your alter ego Superman.”

Snorting, Clark said, “I told you not to call me that…besides it doesn’t fit. If my name was Clark Kent, maybe, but Clark is only my last name.”

“Whatever you say, baby.” Healer Del Mar teased.

“That’s it you aren’t getting any for a long time to come.”

“You will be tonight…now get to work. I’m sending off the owl with the blood right now.”

Tapping the button on the ear piece to disconnect the call, Mediwizard Clark gathered up the buckets and brought them over to the bed.

Waving his wand, Clark made five holes in the bed then set the buckets directly under them. One was placed under the hole near Harry’s neck, two were placed under each wrist and finally, the last two were set up under Harry’s ankles.

Swallowing deeply at the thought of what he was about to do, Clark gave a slash of his wrist sending cutting hexes at the five places where the buckets were and watched, disgusted, as the blood quickly began to gush out and down into the buckets.

Gagging, he flicked his wand causing the blood to empty out of the buckets so that they didn’t overflow then rushed over to the owl window to get the delivery of blood from the owl constantly pecking on the window.

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Nearly an hour after he had set his mate down on the bed in the medical wing, Edward rushed back in and curled his lips and covered his nose when the scent of bleach and vomit almost overpowered his sensitive nose.

“Well how did it got?” He asked while rushing over to the bed where his pale mate lay.

“It went as smoothly as it could. Now it’s all up to him to fight off the remaining effects and decide if he wants to come back.” Clark said as he fidgeted where he was standing. “I’ll just leave you alone with him.”

Gathering up his things, Clark headed into his office so that he could floo home to his lover.

Laying his head down on Harry’s chest, Edward picked up one of Harry’s slack hands and whispered, “I’m so sorry, Harry. Please don’t leave me. I don’t what I’ll do without you.”

****END CHAPTER****

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