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Forks Cuisine	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 70978 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Forks Cuisine

Summary: After the war ended in his seventh year, Harry studied up on the muggle world so he could move there after he graduated from Hogwarts. When that time came he went to culinary school for four years and graduated when he was 21 years old. After that he used money he got from his parents to move somewhere where his name wasn't known and opened up a restaurant in a friendly little town called Forks. Little does he know, his life won't be that simple.

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

Rating: Nc-17

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters associated with Harry Potter or Twilight. They belong to their respective owners and I don't make any money from the writing of this story.

Warning(s): Slash, Au,

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Chapter Ten:

The next morning, Harry sat on his living room couch, rubbing his temples as he listened to the vampire and werewolf arguing in front of him. Feeling a headache beginning to form, Harry stood up and moved in between the two of them.

"Edward, Jacob,that's enough. If I knew the two of you would be at each others throats this whole time I wouldn't have asked you to come with me. I'd rather risk going there alone and end up getting hurt then have you two bickering the whole time."

"You aren't going there alone!" Edward snapped, turning towards Harry. "I just don't see why Black has to go with. I can keep you safe myself."

"Jacob has to go because I want him to go with. Is it so wrong for me to want two of my friends to get along?" Harry asked, crossing his arms.

"If the leech can't stand the idea of me going, he can just stay here." Jacob said with a grin.

"That's enough. You're both acting like immature teenagers...and only one of you should be." Harry said looking pointedly at Jacob.

"He provokes me into it, Harry." Jacob protested.

"I do not! You're the one that provokes the fights." Edward growled, glaring at the wolf.

Groaning in disgust at their actions, Harry grabbed his things and made his way out to his bike. Stopping besides Jacob's beat up car, Harry pulled his wand out and flicked it, causing damage to the engine.

"There. Now only one of them will show up...or they both will and one will be dead, but at least it'll be quiet." Harry mumbled as he straddled his bike and started it up before peeling out of the driveway.

Glancing back once, Harry saw both Edward and Jacob shouting after him, but he ignored them and kept on driving.

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He drove for three and a half hours straight until he reached the Seattle, Washington and pulled off to use a restroom. He had planned to continue as soon as he had gotten a quick drink and meal, but on his way out of town he spotted a tiny bookstore and stopped...he ended up spending almost an hour in the store before he started off again.

The rest of the journey had taken him another three and a half hours and had arrived at around nine in the morning. Since it was such a long drive, Hermione had agreed to run the restaurant while he was away. Luckily most of the dishes that were ordered were the pasta dishes and Hermione knew how to cook them. For anything else he had cooked the night before and left in the fridge with a sort of stay fresh charm on them.

As he pulled up to the large brick gate and the guard house, Harry was impressed to see barely any holes or breaks in the gray stone wall that circled the whole town and no graffiti littering anything. The glass, while broken from time, still sat in the guardhouse. Driving through the open gate and onto the bumpy gravel road, Harry was surprised to see Edward's Volvo parked a little further inside the gate beside an old gas station. What surprised him the most, though, was that both Edward <i>and</i> Jacob were leaning on the hood of the car talking...amicably.

"Didn't I leave the two of you back in Forks at each others throats?" Harry asked as he killed the engine and pulled off his helmet.

"We had a long drive to talk. Besides he isn't that bad once you get around the whole blood sucking thing." Jacob said.

Raising an eyebrow, Harry asked, "Weren't you the one that, just last week, was arguing with Sam about vampires coming into my house?"

"Yeah, but I can change my mind." Jacob defended himself. "Besides Sam was right. Even if the house is on Quileute territory, you still bought the house and have the right to bring whomever you want inside."

"Exactly. So if you have a real problem with how the vampires smell just put a clothes pin over your nose to block out the stench."

"Hey! We don't have a stench." Edward protested. "You wolves have the stench."

Rolling his eyes, Harry opened the bag on his motorcycle and pulled out the camcorder. Turning it on, Harry ignored the two bickering teens and started to walk around to film the tiny, rundown, town.

The whole town seemed to sit on about three and a half acres of land. Most of the town was just open fields with a few buildings interspersed. Most were just the shells of either businesses or homes that had long since been destroyed.

The high school was the largest building and it looked like it had sat at the edge of the town. What had once been a vibrant white stone, was now a dark gray with dried mud splashed all over the base from recent hard downpours.

The school was a large two story building with multiple windows that no longer held the glass that had once resided in the frames. The whole building was a large square building that had been built around a courtyard in the middle. The main doors were both rotten and one had completely fallen off and sat on the few stairs that led up to the entrance.

Walking around the side of the building, Harry saw an entrance that probably led down into a basement and behind the building was just a large open field.

Walking back around to the front, Harry made his way up the four stairs and slid into the school building.

"Harry wait! Don't go in there." Edward shouted, rushing to get to Harry's side. "It's an old building and could have weak spots in the floor that you could fall through."

"Well if you and Jacob would stop arguing for a few minutes maybe you could help me avoid those weak spots." Harry said while rolling his eyes.

"The inside actually doesn't look that bad." Edward said, even as he moved closer to Harry...just in case the looks were deceiving.

"Well according to the research I did yesterday night, the school was used in World War Two as some kind of office. So I assume that they reinforced it for the military use. After the war it wasn't used for almost thirty years until SWAT teams began to use it for practice...you can even see the bullet holes in the walls."

"Shouldn't we be worried about them wanting to use it again?" Jacob asked.

"Nah. They haven't used it in close to twenty years now. I don't know why, but it hasn't been used since they left. Well not for anything legal." Harry said when he spotted a large pentagram painted in blood red paint in the center of the room. Giving a sigh of disgust, he muttered, "Why does everyone think that pentagrams are the symbol of magic. We don't use them."

"Some do...don't they?"

"Only one or two actually use the pentagram. But it's more just a sign of faith. It doesn't really do anything." Harry explained.

"So what are we looking for?" Edward asked.

"Just getting a feel for the structural condition." Harry said, even as he started to gently bounce on his feet. "I want to take a look upstairs and look in some of the classrooms. See how big they are and if we'll need to hire an architect to resize the rooms as well as fix them."

Heading for the stairs, Harry carefully put a foot on the bottom step and slowly made his way up.

"Jacob, why don't you take a look around down here. There should be a gym or something down here along with the offices."

"Sure...what should I be looking for?" Jacob asked.

"Just look for any noticeable damage and the size of the rooms."

Nodding, Jacob made his way towards one of the halls.

"I'm coming with you." Edward said before Harry could ask him to look elsewhere. "You may be a wizard, but I can hear and see things before you and some things that you can't."

"I wasn't going to ask you to go anywhere else." Harry said.

"Oh."

Smiling, Harry walked up the rest of the stairs and turned to the left to go down the hall and stepped into the first room. The room was about fifteen feet by eighteen feet. Too small to be used for a classroom, but about the right size for a bathroom.

Backing out of the room, Harry made his way into the room across the hall and noticed it was the same as the previous one. So retreating, once again, he walked further down the hall.

This room was about twenty five feet by thirty feet. The walls were covered in graffiti and various curse words. The wall furthest from the door was full of broken windows that looked out over the courtyard.

Walking over to the widows, Harry looked down at the tall grass, he said, "That would be a great spot to grow potion ingredients. The courtyard looks like it's was about the size of two classrooms put together."

"So you think your friend will like it?" Edward asked.

"I think she will...maybe not the state of the building, but it has the potential to be a good school once it's refurbished." Harry said, heading back to the door and flipping the camera off. "So have you heard from your ex lately?"

"Not since I dropped her off at her father's house. I've heard rumors around town that he's grounded her though and he sure was angry when I dropped her off. I mean after he stopped yelling at me for hurting his daughter and then apologizing for her deplorable actions."

"I don't really blame him for that. She was drunk and she drove half way then crashed her car, and left said car. She's lucky she wasn't arrested for leaving the scene of an accident."

"I still don't know how she's changed so much. She was so nice when I first met her and started going out with her."

"You said she had just moved here when you first met her, right?"

"Yeah."

"So who wouldn't be nice when they're new to a place."

"I guess you're right. I'm actually surprised that Jacob isn't at my throat because of it and that he's being polite."

"I'm actually surprised that he's being polite. I thought he'd be one of those people that kept quiet because he didn't have anything nice to say. But I guess he's taking my advise not to judge people just because they're different to heart."

"I wonder what Rosalie would think of his new tone." Edward said.

Chuckling, Harry said, "I think she'd think it was a lie."

"Yeah that's probably right. She doesn't trust many people easily...I'm actually kind of jealous that she trusted you so quickly."

"I have that effect on a lot of people." Harry said, shrugging. "Now lets get out of here." He added starting back down the hall and staircase.

"There is absolutely nothing good here." Jacob called when they both reached the bottom of the stairs.

"What did you expect, a pile of dead bodies?" Harry asked with an amused grin.

"No, but something interesting." He said with a pout. "Now are we done here because I'm hungry." He added even as his stomach let out a loud, rumbling growl.

"Yes we're done and yes we can leave now. Maybe I'll even cook for you when we get back." Harry said.

"Yum I can already taste that rare sirloin steak." Jacob said licking his lips. "Will you keep those potions that make us get fuller quickly out?"

"For you, sure." Harry said smiling.

"A potion that makes him fuller quicker?" Edward asked.

"It's just something so they don't draw attention to themselves while they're eating at the restaurant. One small person eating like six large sirloin steaks isn't normal and would really draw attention to them."

"Wouldn't a spell like the ones you have on the menus work?" Edward asked.

"There is no big variation of that spell. There's only the small one that you can only do on tiny objects." Harry said starting for the door, followed by the other two.

As they approached the door, Edward gave a shout when he heard a groan from the floor before a large chunk caved in and fell into the basement. Unfortunately it happened to be the part of the floor that Harry was standing on.

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