Harry stood in front of the mirror as he brushed his teeth, thinking about what he had learned the previous day when he was talking with Luna and Neville. He had been shocked to learn that Cedric and Edward are related. The question ‘did he fall for either one of them because of the other' was still playing around in his mind.
How did he – Harry – feel about the fact that Cedric and Edward are related? He fell in love with Cedric because Cedric showed him what love is and what having a true friend meant. Harry had loved the twinkle in the grey eyes whenever they locked with his own. How Cedric would always play with Harry's hair when they were snuggling together on the couch or on the bed. Or how Cedric would send him notes telling Harry how much he loved him at random times of the day spelled for his eyes only.
He fell in love with Edward because he had felt safe with him. How Edward would always make sure they were touching when they were close to each other. How Edward would always make time that both he and Harry could spend with C.J. Harry loved how Edward spend most of his time with him. He loved watching Edward play his piano; how he becomes one with the music. It had been the most enthralling sight he had ever seen.
Harry didn't care that Edward and Cedric are related; that they were related was just a coincidence for him. He had fallen in love with both of them for their own merits.
He rinsed his mouth and took in his appearance in the mirror. He knew he wasn't handsome and the lightning bolt scar on his forehead wasn't all that attractive. His hair, which he had grown long over these last few months, was now down to his shoulders. Although he loved it when Edward ran his fingers through his long hair, it wasn't really him; maybe he should just cut it.
"I really love your long hair," Edward had once said to him as the vampire walked inside the bathroom and stood behind his mate.
"You think so?" He had asked as he locked his eyes with his mate through the mirror.
"Yes," had been Edward's only answer.
He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. A lone tear made its way down his cheek and he angrily wiped it away. What point was there to relive the past?
Sighing he took hold of the scissors and cut off his hair. His long hair would only get in the way in the upcoming battle. He made sure that the lightning bolt scar was still covered. Once in his life he had actually liked the scar but now it only brought him more pain, and he tried his hardest to cover it up.
Satisfied with his short hair he placed the scissors down on the counter. With one last glance in the mirror he left, hoping to find some good news. For the past few days, everyone had been helping to plan the attack on the Death Eaters – any day now they would be able to find out their location.
Luna, Neville and himself had been training. He taught them a few new spells he had learned at magic school that could come in handy. He had never felt as ready as he did today.
"We know their location, Harry," was the first thing he heard when he came downstairs. Neville and Luna had been staying with them. Harry was grateful to have them around, it kept him busy.
"Good. I'm assuming we're going to attack soon?" He asked Jasper who nodded.
"We just need to go over a few details first and then we're all ready," Jasper told Harry.
Harry nodded before walking into the kitchen to get some breakfast. He took a deep breath, this was it; finally he would be able to get revenge for his mate. They were all going to pay. Especially Percy Weasley, he was going to die for killing Edward. There was no way in hell anyone would get away with taking the person he loved from him.
When he entered the living room again everyone was waiting for him. He nodded to them…it was time. "I know you are against drinking the blood of humans but I should warn you that with these witches and wizards it's kill or be killed. Don't hesitate to take their lives for they won't give you the same treatment. I'm against killing but I know that they'll hunt us for the rest of our lives. I've already lived through it once; I won't go through it again. If you don't want to kill them then break their arms. They'll still be dangerous, but they won't be able to use their wands. Be careful."
"Good, I can break things!" Emmett said cheerfully. Although he knew how serious this situation was, he couldn't help but try to lighten the mood.
"Alice, Jasper, there's a chance that Fred, George or both are still alive. Would you get them out as soon as you can?" At their nods he continued. "There may be more victims, please make sure they are safe."
He turned to Jasper. "Jasper, will the bloodlust be too much for you?" He asked concerned, he knew how upset the empath would be if he took another human life.
"They killed one of my family members; there's no way that I would want to drink their blood," he stated with venom in his tone. His distaste was heard clearly in his voice. "I'll control my bloodlust," he promised the wizard, knowing he was only worried about him and not about the Death Eaters.
"I could perform a spell that would dampen your sense of smell but I don't think that's a good idea."
"No, I need to rely on all my senses when I'm in battle, but thank you."
Harry nodded before he turned to his two friends. "You don't have to be here," he told them.
"We are right where we belong," Luna told him firmly while Neville nodded. "You couldn't get rid of us during fifth year, what makes you think you can succeed now?"
Harry cracked a smile as he turned to his family. "I'm sorry to have put this upon you," he told Carlisle.
"You are not to blame for this, Harry," Carlisle told him.
"I still feel guilty," he confided in them. "If I hadn't come here, Edward would still be alive and you wouldn't in this situation."
"I don't think Edward would still be alive, even if you hadn't come," it hurt Carlisle to say this but he knew it was the truth. His first Childe had started pulling away from the family before Harry came along and Carlisle knew it was only a matter of time before he'd do something stupid. "You made him happier than I could have ever hoped for and for that I'm grateful." He told the wizard.
"You've made us all very happy," Esme told him and hugged him close. They all knew he was saying his goodbyes.
Harry nodded his head, one last time, before he wiped the tears away. "It's time," he said and went outside with the vampires and his two friends following him close behind.
Jasper crouched down in front of Harry, while Alice and Emmett did the same with Luna and Neville. In order to get to the clearing as fast and as silently as possible they decided the vampires would run, carrying the wizards and witch on their backs. This would at least give them an element of surprise.
They came upon the clearing and hid themselves. From his position Harry could see about two dozen people. He recognised Bellatrix Lestrange and Macnair whom he remembered from a few visions.
The vampires spread around the clearing, surrounding it. Luna was with Esme and Carlisle, Neville with Emmett and Rosalie while Harry was staying with Alice and Jasper. They all knew what to do. Once Harry, for he was the one more familiar with the Death Eaters, gave the signal they would attack.
Harry looked around the clearing and noticed a tree at the centre. He saw that Fred and George were tied to it but he wasn't sure if either of them were alive. A Death Eater threw a hex at George but he barely moved. He either was in a body bind or he was dead, Harry didn't know which. He noticed a girl was strapped to the tree as well but couldn't make out who it was, unable to see her face.
"Okay, you get them out," Harry whispered so low that only the vampires enhanced hearing could hear him. He continued to scan the clearing; he wasn't able to find Percy but knew he wouldn't be far away. Standing up, he gave the signal and immediately six vampires, two wizards and one witch attacked the group of Death Eaters.
The two wizards and one witch fired off a variety of hexes. The Death Eaters noticed that not all their spells were working on the newcomers so they fired off stronger spells, hoping one of the spells would hurt their attackers.
Harry knew his family and friends would be able to take care of themselves and focused solemnly on finding Percy Weasley. He dodged hexes that were fired at him and threw back hexes when a Death Eater blocked his way.
He fired hex after hex, hitting Death Eater after Death Eater. Not caring what spells he used, just as long as they went down he was happy. In the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Jasper and Alice had been able to free Fred and George; he wasn't sure if either had survived or not. He hoped they had.
He dodged a curse, which was aimed at his back; he had felt it coming closer without seeing it and immediately turned around facing his opponent. "Vulnero lemma," He yelled. He didn't watch as the curse hit the unknown Death Eater in the chest, rendering him useless.
He now had a clear view of the girl. Hermione, he thought as he recognised her. What is she doing here? Another Death Eater crossed his path, cutting off his train of thought. A smirk grew on his face at the look of the Death Eater when he easily dodged a complex curse. Well, at least it was complex for Hogwarts. During his time at the magic school he had learned far more than he'd ever learned at Hogwarts. He fired a hex at the Death Eater, who was thrown about thirty-two feet away from him. Moving on to the next Death Eater, he came into contact with Bellatrix Lestrange. Although he hadn't been actively seeking her out he knew he had to face her; she had been the one to take his godfather from him. He had long dreamed of killing her but had never thought he'd get the opportunity.
"Little Potty scared?" Bellatrix taunted him when she spotted him.
"Of you? Hardly," he replied and aimed his wand at her heart.
"Think you finally have it in you to kill me?" She asked, jumping from one foot to the other.
Harry made a show of shrugging his shoulders. "Why not?" He replied. "I killed your lord, why not you?"
This enraged the witch. "You only defeated him because of Pimblebore," she shot at him.
Harry let out a laugh. "You actually think he did anything to help me?" He shook his head in disbelief. "No, dear Bellatrix, he never did anything to help me. I killed Voldemort all on my own; I didn't need anyone else's help."
Bellatrix's eyes narrowed but she didn't say anything except for the hex that left her lips. "Pungo crebro," She screamed the curse which Harry easily dodged.
"Tergum in incendia," Harry yelled back before putting up a shield when Bellatrix fired off her next curse.
Their duel went on for half an hour when Harry finally saw an opening. He jumped out of the way of an oncoming hex and quickly fired off a counter curse, knowing she would jump to her right he quickly fired off a second one, which hit her in the side making her fall down to the ground. "This is for Sirius," he told her before he said the Cruciartus curse making the woman squirm and scream from the pain. He held her under it as long as he dared without killing her.
"Guess I can kill you," he smirked before the words of the killing curse left his lips. It killed her instantly, her eyes glazing over. The wizard cocked his head to the right as he took in her unmoving form. That didn't feel as satisfying as he thought it would. He was shocked out of his musings when a hex hit his arm, numbing it. Performing the counter curse quickly, he turned in the direction the curse had come from.
One of the Death Eaters was trying to kill Luna but Harry quickly fired off a shielding spell, protecting her from the Sectumsempra curse. Then he turned to the Death Eater and hit him with a body bind spell.
Giving a nod to Luna he turned around to see his family members still fighting. Some of them were hurt but they hadn't been hit with the vampiric killing curse; he was glad, he didn't want to see them dead. Neville was having a hard time but he was doing well. Scanning the clearing again, Harry still wasn't able to find Percy. Knowing that the Aurors would arrive soon, wasn't helping his cause. If the aurors came he would lose his chance to kill the wizard.
Just as that thought reached him he saw something move from the corner of his eyes, he turned to face it and noticed Percy trying to sneak away. Harry never figured Percy to be a coward. He fired off a tripping spell making the older wizard fall to the ground in a heap.
On his right, he noticed Alice taking Hermione away. How could she still be alive? He thought as he noticed her bloodied and broken body. He pushed the thought away to the back of his mind and focused on the threat before him.
His magic began pulsing through his body, though he had kept it at bay during the battle he couldn't anymore. His magic was building, desperately trying to get out as it searched for the link it knew should be with him; Edward.
Percy scrambled back to his feet and took a step towards Harry. "Ah, Potter, there you are," he said cheerfully as if he wasn't trying to run away. "I wondered how long it would take you to find me. I must say I'm rather disappointed it took you so long. We've been here for five weeks now!"
"What can I say, I like being unpredictable," Harry replied, silently wondering why these people wanted to talk during battle. "Are you prepared to join your lover?" Harry asked the older wizard, taunting him.
"Don't you dare speak like that about the headmaster, he was a great man," Percy almost shouted at him. Looks like I hit a nerve, Harry thought with a smirk. Not to mention, he knew who I was talking about!
"If he was such a great man how come he's dead?" Angering the wizard was one of the tactics Harry had thought of. He knew how anger could blind someone, this would hopefully distract Percy make it easier to kill him. Of course he would first torture him…but that was beside the point.
Percy's eyes narrowed but he didn't say anything; he merely fired off his first hex of the evening. Harry easily dodged it, mentally smirking as he realised he'd hit another nerve.
"Why don't you just admit you loved the old coot?" Harry taunted as he fired a spell at the older wizard.
"I did not love him, Potter. He was my mentor, he taught me all I know," Percy replied as he blocked two hexes in a row.
"And here I thought your parents taught you all you know." Harry blocked the cruciartes curse and quickly fired of a jelly legs jinx, hoping to slow the older wizard down. His muscles started to ache from all the fighting he had already done but he refused to give in to the pain.
"Both my mother and my father are weak. They wouldn't be able to teach me anything on magic, maybe how to have children or keep a household," Percy replied noticing the younger wizard was getting tired. It was only a matter of time now, he knew.
Harry mentally smirked when he realised Percy was getting cocky; but it was all part of his plan. Although he was getting tired, he knew how to ignore it. He made a show of stumbling when he dodged a hex. The victory smirk on his opponent's face wasn't lost on him.
In his arrogance, Percy took a step towards Harry, who was able to fire off a hex, making Percy stumble to the floor and roll away from him. Harry quickly sprang to his feet and ran over to the fallen wizard but noticed he was gone. Confused, he looked around. He couldn't just have disappeared, could he? Obviously he could have apparated but he never heard the familiar ‘crack' that usually came with it.
Harry almost dropped his wand when he turned around. Percy was standing in front of him, but it wasn't him that Harry was shocked about. It was who he was holding. "Edward?" He breathed out, no it couldn't be! Edward was dead! He had seen him explode! Yes, but you didn't see the pieces catch fire, a tiny voice said in the back of his head.
"Yes, he's one of your vampire friends, isn't he?" Percy asked, his wand trained on the vampire's neck. "Shocked to see him alive?" He chuckled out loud. "So were we when we found him," he continued when Harry didn't respond.
The younger wizard only had eyes for his mate who had his eyes closed, not moving an inch.
"We found him after the battle, I was certain I had killed him but there he was restoring himself. Imagine my surprise when I realised he hadn't gone up in flames as he should have," Percy continued a smirk pasted on his face. "I've seen that curse used on a vampire before and she went up in flames but this one," he nodded to the vampire in his arms who still hadn't moved. "This one didn't. That made me wonder. Why was he so special? Why was he able to survive the killing curse? Then I remembered you, Potter. The only one to have survived the killing curse. He must have a deeper connection to you than I first realised. He's your mate, isn't he?"
Or you just screwed up, Harry thought, but didn't say anything he just looked at his mate. At those words the vampire's eyes opened, taking in what was happening in front of him. "Edward?" Harry breathed again and smiled when the eyes fell on him. His magic realised he was, once more, close to his mate and started to act up and Harry did nothing to hold it back, having the utmost faith that it would protect those he loved.
His magic reached out around him, protecting him and Edward – pushing Percy away from the vampire. "What the…?" Percy asked as he was pushed away by an invisible force.
Harry quickly rushed over to his mate and sank down to his knees beside him, for he had fallen to the ground. Edward was still restoring himself, the Death Eaters had probably tortured him, broken his body over and over again only to let it heal itself. Not knowing what he could do to help him now, Harry stood up and faced Percy who was firing hexes at him futilely for his magic had created a shield around him and his mate.
Not even needing to think twice on what curses he wanted to use he fired off the first one, the cruciartus. Percy started screaming in pain and it wasn't until blood started dripping from his nose and ears that Harry lifted it and used the killing curse.
He turned to the scenery around him and noticed the aurors had arrived and were dealing with the remaining Death Eaters. Harry noticed that there had been some casualties on both sides but neither his friends nor his family had been killed and for that he was grateful.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of his mate. "Edward," he breathed in the scent that was purely his mate. He felt a slight pull against his mental barriers and knew his mate was trying to communicate with him. "I'm here, you're safe," he breathed into one ear. His heart that had been broken when he had seen his mate explode slowly started to heal when he felt Edward's presence through their bond. He was back! He had his mate back!
Carlisle and Emmett rushed over to them. Carlisle kneeled down and quickly checked over his first Childe. Not understanding how this was possible but not questioning it, he realised Edward would mend. He turned to Harry and saw that he was mostly suffering from exhaustion. Nodding to Emmett, they both carried the newly reunited couple back to the house and inside.
The two vampires laid the couple down in their room, making sure they were touching. Harry immediately snuggled closer to his mate, holding him close. "Thank you," he said to Emmett and Carlisle. Both vampires nodded, knowing Harry needed some time alone with his mate – they wanted to know what had happened with Edward but that could wait. "Carlisle, would you let me know how everyone's doing?" Harry asked when the vampires turned to leave.
"Of course," Carlisle immediately replied. "But first make sure you get some rest. You are exhausted."
Harry nodded and it didn't take long for exhaustion to crash down upon him and he was asleep within minutes.