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 Three-

Laying on Edward's chest on their couch about an hour after they got home from the covens house, Harry gave a contented sigh and nuzzled his face into his mate's chest.

Glancing up when Edward shifted around and set him on the couch, Harry asked, “What's wrong?”

“I have one last thing for you.” Edward said standing up and moving over to the mantle above the fireplace.

Sitting up, Harry said, “Edward you've already gotten me enough. I don't need anything else.”

“You may think that you don't need it, but I think that you do. Besides you deserve it.” Edward said moving over with the item clenched in his hands. “Now do me a favor and close your eyes until I tell you to open them.”

Tilting his head to the side, Harry gave Edward a look before he complied and closed his eyes.

Hearing Edward kneel in front of him and the near silent click of tiny hinges opening, Harry folded his hands in his lap.

“Open your eyes.” Edward said quietly.

Opening his eyes, Harry found Edward kneeling on one knee in front of him with an open ring box in his hand.

In the box was a tiny white gold ring with a sapphire gem sitting on top of an old styled insignia cross.
Fidgeting a little, Edward said, “I know that we can't get married right yet, but if you want it, I'd like for you to accept this ring as a show of my devotion and love for you. And as a promise that when it's legal we'll have our own wedding ceremony.”

Leaning in, Harry wrapped his arms around Edward's neck and kissed him. Sharing soft, and short kisses, Harry pulled back after a few minutes.

Pulling the ring out of the box, Edward slipped it onto Harry's left hand.

Grinning as he looked at the ring, Harry said, “I guess I'm gonna have to go out and find a ring for you too, huh...I mean if you want to wear a ring from me.”

Smiling, Edward climbed back onto the couch and pulled Harry against his chest. “I'd love to wear a ring that you buy for me, Harry.”

“It really is a beautiful ring.” Harry said twisting his hand back and forth so he could admire the ring.

Nuzzling his face into Harry's neck, Edward said, “I was going to get a ruby, but I know that you really hate the color red, and from what you've told me I can understand why you wouldn't like it.”

Laying on Edward's chest, Harry gave a moan of contentment as Edward ran his fingers through the messy hair.

Looking down, Edward smiled and asked, “Would it break the mood if I went down to my studio and played some music?”

Smiling, Harry said, “Not at all...as long as the songs are for us.”

“Of course it's for us. It's not everyday I get engaged to my beautiful mate.”

“Suck up.” Harry teased.

Nipping at Harry's neck, Edward whispered, “I can suck on something.”

Giggling, Harry stood up then gave Edward a shove towards the stairs leading into the basement which had been converted into a studio.

Moving over to the corner of the room where his new art set sat, a passion that Esme had taught him about while he taught her cooking, Harry grabbed the drawing book and his tiny pack of charcoal pencils.

Dropping back down onto the couch, Harry used his memory and started to sketch out the picture of Edward kneeling in front of him with the engagement ring.

Making certain lines darker and others lighter, Harry was soon solely focused on the drawing in front of him.

After messing up on a few papers, at least five that were set aside to be thrown out, Harry ended up with the perfect drawing sitting in his hands.

Listening to the soothing melodies floating up from Edward's studio and into his ears, Harry stood up and made his way over to his art table and pulled out his paint set. Using his brushes, he mixed the colors diligently so he could get the colors exactly right and, while he might not have been a master potions master, he could mix paints with the best of them and come up with the brightest and most accurate colors.

If anything ever happened to his restaurant, Harry would definitely have painting as a career to fall back onto.

Making sure that the amber for Edward's eyes was just right, Harry then started to paint the intense eyes before moving on the slightly mussed hair and red lips.

Dabbing the paintbrush into the paint, Harry started to run it across the canvas, but stopped when he heard the sounds of someone approaching the house. Standing up and walking over, he was just in time to reach the door when the person knocked.

Pulling open the door, Harry snarled at the person he saw standing there.

****END CHAPTER****

AN: I know the chapter was short, but it had to be. :) More will be up soon. I hope you all enjoyed it.

And here's a picture of Harry's ring: http://applesofgold.com/STL-R43014-SPW.html

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