Frozen

Frozen


Summary: Harry Potter did his duty, he killed the Dark Lord. When he was nineteen he found a lover in Carlisle Cullen, when he was twenty his duty tore them apart, at twenty-seven he was turned. Now, more than a hundred years later, he’s found him again. CCHP. HP/Twilight Crossover!


Pairings: Carlisle/Harry, Edward/Bella, Emmett/Rosalie, Jasper/Alice.


Warnings: Slash, swearing, violence, vampires biting during sex (very mild blood play, nothing graphic)


Authors note: Some of you are confused about the time line, so here it is: I pushed the HP universe back, because I wanted Harry to have known Carlisle before he was turned. The Twilight universe is still the same as the series.


1640- Carlisle’s born in London
1663- Carlisle’s turned
1843- Jasper is born in Texas
1861- Civil War- Jasper makes Major Rank
1863- Jasper is turned
1861- Harry’s born in Godric’s hollow
1875- Voldemort’s resurrected
1880- Harry and Carlisle become lovers
1881- Harry disappears
1888- Harry kills Voldemort/ Harry’s turned
1901- Edward’s born in Chicago.
1915- Rosalie is born in New York/ Emmett is born in Tennessee
1918- Edward is turned
1920- Alice is turned
1927- 1931- Carlisle withdraws into mourning for the ‘death’ of Harry, (He would have been 66) causing Edward to leave and peruse a new lifestyle. Edward comes back in 1931.
1933- Rose is turned
1935- Emmett is turned
1936- Cullen’s move to Forks and make a treaty with the Quileute tribe.
1948- Alice and Jasper meet
1950- Alice and Jasper find the Cullen's.
1987- Bella is born
2003- Cullen's come back to Forks/ Harry discovers where Carlisle is.
2004- Harry goes and talks to Carlisle (NOW)
2005- Bella comes to forks.


Chapter 2



Last Chapter:


“Hi…” Harry whispered to the older man. Carlisle floated closer to him, a shaky hand reaching up to touch his cold cheek softly. Harry’s eyes closed at the missed feeling and he leaned his head into Carlisle’s hand.


Suddenly Carlisle moved his hand from Harry’s face to engulf the small vampire completely in his arms, holding him tightly and desperately. Harry clung back just as tight, reveling in the feeling of being held by his lover again.


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After what seem like a few brief seconds Carlisle took Harry by the hand and led him into the house as the others watched closely. He pulled him past the room full of younger vampires that Harry had smelled from the driveway. They were all staring at the two of them in surprise and confusion. “Carlisle?” a tall blonde male asked softly.



Carlisle paused slightly and looked at his children. “I’ll explain later.” He told them as he began pulling on Harry’s arm again. The war ridden hero looked at the four sitting in the room, as well as the girl that had opened the door, with burning curiosity as he allowed himself to be led away. They climbed a set of stairs until they reached another hallway. Carlisle led him down, hesitating almost unnoticeably by his bedroom door before he took the younger man into his study, which happened to be the next door after his room. He would have liked to get reacquainted in his bed but Carlisle knew that there was much to be said before they jumped to that step.



Harry, having been trained to pick up on such things, noticed the pause, but didn’t say anything. They moved to sit on the comfortable loveseat that sat in front of a lit fireplace. It was time to face the music and for the two past lovers it would be a most interesting experience.



XX Down Stairs—Jasper’s POV XX



Jasper watched the two men going up the stairs, confusion filling him as he felt the many conflicting emotions coming from the two—the strongest of which was love. It was obvious to Jasper that this Harry Potter was special to Carlisle, his mate, if he wasn’t mistaken. But that was impossible… wasn’t it? Surly Carlisle would have told them if he had a mate. He was almost dizzy from the combination of love, fondness, lust, betrayal, loneliness, pain and hope that was radiating above him from Carlisle’s study.



He could also feel the confusion coming from Edward—which was completely understandable. Carlisle and Edward were extremely close, and had been together for a long time. Edward was the first person to have been turned by their foster father… Jasper had believed that the two didn’t have any secrets from each other, but this was, obviously, a huge one that Edward didn’t have a clue about. The others were confused as well, but they didn’t have the waves of hurt mixed with it.



Jasper sent his brother an understanding look, but didn’t make a move to break the silent atmosphere.

XXXXX Edward’s POV XXXXX


Edward stared up at where Carlisle’s study was located in confusion. He wouldn’t have believed that Carlisle would keep a secret this big from him, but the proof had just walked into their house. How had his foster father known him? Why had Carlisle never told him? What was going on?


He slumped down onto the couch in a very humanly gesture. He caught Jasper looking at him with understanding and he rested his head on his hands. He didn’t know what was going on but he did know that when Carlisle was ready he would tell him. Or at least he hoped Carlisle would.



XXXXX Carlisle’s Study XXXXXX



Neither of them spoke for quite a few minutes. Carlisle’s eyes continuously traced Harry’s face, desperately trying to convince himself that it was real—that his mate was actually there, in front of him. His eyes widened as his eyes fell upon his mate’s eyes once more.



“Your eyes are still green!” Was the first thing Carlisle said to Harry in one-hundred and twenty-three years. Harry smiled slightly in amusement, while he nodded his head in acknowledgement. “How… when were you turned?” he asked quietly.

“Do you remember asking me what I was apprenticing for, and I said it wasn’t important, and that I was just with him to earn the title of master?” Carlisle nodded his head in agreement. “Well, it was a little more than that… How much do you know of the supernatural world? Outside of vampires of course.”



Carlisle looked at his little mate in uncertainty. “I know where you came from… I knew what you were from the beginning. I just… I wanted you to tell me on your own.”



Harry nodded his head again. That certainly made this explanation easier and helped him relax the tiniest bit. “How much do you know about the war?” His voice was soft not above a whisper.



Carlisle’s eyes were suspicious as he answered. “Not a lot, just some rumors that had been spread. I saw some of the villages and towns that were attacked, but your government kept it pretty well hidden.”



“Ya well, they’re good at keeping things hidden. My apprenticeship was in the Dark Arts— it was a part of my training. ‘Know thy enemy’ and all that.”



“So you knew?” Carlisle asked emotionlessly. “You knew the whole time that you would be leaving—you never planned on staying with me.”



“Carlisle, it wasn’t like that and you know it. You knew I was only there for my apprenticeship, even if you didn’t know what it was for. You knew I wasn’t going to stay if France forever!” Harry’s voice sharpened and become a little louder.



“But I expected you to tell me what was going on! I didn’t think you would simply up and disappear without a word!” Carlisle exclaimed with a harsh edge.



“I didn’t have a choice!” Harry spat back piercingly. “My friends were dying! The war was getting worse and worse every day. Our army was being desecrated. I had to go back! I didn’t have a choice.” His voice faltered slightly at the end.



“You could have spoken to me! You didn’t have to keep you life one deep dark secret!”



“NO? And how would you have reacted if I told you that I was a key player in one of the biggest wars in our history, and that I most likely wouldn’t survive it? Would you have smiled and told me that you loved me? Would you have given me a kiss and took me to bed? Would you have demanded that I stay with you? Safe and sound out of harm’s way?!”



“Of course I would have wanted you to stay safe!”



“Even if it cost every other soldier in the war their lives?”



“YES!”



Silence filled the room. They had both stood from their seats sometime during their heated argument, and were now glaring at each other, a few feet separating them. “Then you obviously don’t know me at all.” Harry whispered. He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm. He had spent so much time looking for Carlisle; he wasn’t going to ruin it because of their tempers. “Look, I’ve had time to get use to the idea of seeing you again… you haven’t. I’m going to go back to my flat, and give you time to think. When you’re ready to talk, I want you to call me, ok?”



Carlisle stared at him before he snapped out of his daze. He crossed the distance between and gripped the smaller vampire to himself tightly. “You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you walk out of my life again.” He whispered harshly into Harry’s hair.



He felt Harry smile against his collarbone as slim arms looped around his neck. “I’m not walking out again, never again. But you need time to process this… everything. I know you well enough to know you won’t if I'm here.”



Carlisle simply clutched the small body tighter, silently refusing to let go. Harry laughed quietly and pulled his head back enough to lean up and grab the tall vampires lips in a light kiss. After an unknown amount of time Harry pulled back completely. He moved over to Carlisle’s desk and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. He quickly scribbled down the address of his flat and his new phone number.



“Call me when you’re ready and I’ll explain everything.” He said handing the piece of paper over while stealing one last kiss. “I love you.” Before Carlisle could say anything or try to stop him Harry had lightly vaulted over the balcony outside Carlisle’s study and disappeared into the trees.


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It was almost an hour later that Carlisle came back downstairs. His children were all still sitting around the living room, but Emmett and Jasper had long since stopped playing their video game. Edward was the first to speak, which didn’t surprise Carlisle in the least bit.


“Who was that?” he asked simply, his voice free of judgment.


Carlisle took a deep breath as he prepared to tell them about his mate—the mate none of them knew about. He could see that Edward was hurt by him, and he hated to see those emotions in his oldest companion. Alice looked the least confused out of all five of them, but clearly didn’t know what was going on either. Rose and Emmett were both watching the preceding silently, trusting their father to speak when he was ready.


“His name is Harry Potter, my mate, and I’ve haven’t seen him in almost a hundred and twenty five years …”


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You guys are amazing! I want to thank ‘Tashio’ for helping me sort my head around the timeline (I tried to message you, but your profile wouldn’t let Me.) and ‘Emerald Falcon,’ my amazing new beta! Thank the other couple of you who volunteered!