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Forks Cuisine	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 70977 -:- 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 Eleven:

"Harry!" Both Edward and Jacob shouted staring down into the dark hole. Their only answer was a groan of pain drifting up to their ears.

"Harry are you alright?" Edward called out, keeping his eyes glued on the dust covered man on the ground below him.

"Well I'm alive...if that's what you consider alright." Harry called back, in a pain filled voice.

Shifting, Harry coughed as more dust settled down on him from the broken floor. Reaching up, Harry brushed the dust off of his face and grimaced as all he did was spread it around.

"Are you hurt?"

"I'm pretty sure that my leg is broken." Harry answered.

Shifting again, Harry ran his hand down his right leg and flinched when he felt the slight bump of a bone pressing against the skin. Shaking his head, Harry repeated the process and sighed in relief when he felt no bones sticking out of place in his left leg.

"Don't move I'm going to jump down beside you." Edward called down to him before turning to Jacob. "Here take my phone, call Carlisle and tell him I'm bringing Harry to him because he's hurt. Then take my car and get back there." With that, Edward jumped down into the hole and landed beside Harry with a soft grunt.

"Wouldn't it be best to take him to one of the nearby hospitals?" Jacob called down even as he flipped the phone open and searched for Carlisle's number.

"No, because Carlisle already knows Harry's medical history. If we went to a nearby hospital they'd either make us list everything first or they'd insist on getting in touch with Carlisle to get the information."

"I'll apparate us back so we get there faster. Jacob just hide my bike. I don't want it getting stolen and I'll get it once I get my leg fixed up." Harry called up, fed up with their chitchat and just wanting to get home so he could get rid of the pain radiating through his body.

"Alright. I'll come and see you as soon as I get back to Forks...if Sirius doesn't smother you to death before I get there."

"I'll make sure to tell him not to." Harry said as Edward scooped him up in his arms.

"Let's get going." Edward said with a scowl as he felt Harry's body shuddering from the pain.

"I'd tell you to close your eyes, but I don't know if that will help with your enhanced senses."

"It's alright. Just get us back to my house and Carlisle will decide what to do from there." Edward said.

Nodding, Harry closed his eyes and pictured the sitting room of the Cullen's house.

As he stood there holding Harry tightly in his arms, Edward wondered what was going to happen when all of a sudden he felt as if he had been shoved into a tight, enclosed space. If he still had to breath, Edward doubted he would have been able to from all the pressure pressing into him from all sides.

When they appeared in the sitting room, Edward stumbled as he felt his previous meal trying to force its way back up and swallowed hard.

"You did good for your first time." Harry teased as Edward gently laid him down on the sofa as Carlisle rushed into the room followed by Esme, who immediately started to hover over Harry while wringing her hands.

"Good? How was that good? I almost threw up."

"Most people do throw up." Harry said with a grin which dropped into a grimace when Carlisle gently moved his leg.

"Unless you have a way you can fix your leg I'll need to bring you to the hospital to realign the bone and get your leg in a cast."

"I don't have anything on hand. I'll have to get in touch with my potions supplier, but he usually doesn't keep bone mending potions on hand and they take about a week to prepare."

"Alright then. Edward bring him out to Esme's jeep and get him in the back seat. I'll call ahead to the hospital and tell them to prepare a room for me."

Nodding, Edward scooped Harry up again and followed Esme out to her dark blue 2001 Toyota Highlander. Even though she rarely drove, it seemed wrong for Esme not to have her own car parked in the garage... and right now, Edward loved the fact that Carlisle had ignored Esme's protests and never returned the car since none of the others would have held Harry comfortably.

As he placed Harry into the car and climbed in beside him, Edward winced as Harry hissed in pain when his leg was jostled.

Sitting with his back against the door behind the drivers seat, Harry had his injured right leg resting in Edward's lap and his left leg pulled up towards his chest.

As soon as he was settled, Esme climbed into the passenger seat and started the car for Carlisle, who was heading towards it while on his cell phone with the hospital.

"You know, this is the first time I've been injured after the war ended. It's actually nice not having it happen while someone is trying to kill me."

"Did you get hurt a lot?" Esme asked with a frown.

"Quite a bit. Mostly during the school year. I was in the hospital wing so often that I had my own bed there."

"That's a scary thought." Edward said with a frown.

"It is. But I suppose we'll just have to keep a close eye on him to make sure he doesn't get hurt so often." Esme said.

"Not to try and change the subject, but when we get to the hospital I told them it was only a bad sprain so you'll be put in a temporary cast and when I take it off it a week or two there won't be much, if any, questions." Carlisle said. "I do wonder why you don't go to that hospital that you told us you visited your friend in yesterday though."

"If I went there I'd be harassed by other patients and when the press got there, by them too. That's why I left and moved to a muggle town here in America. The harassment just got so bad over there that I had to get away." Harry explained.

Leaning his head back against the window, Harry sighed and shifted slightly in his seat. Cringing when the vehicle hit a bump and jostled his leg, Harry drifted into his mind and just let his thoughts drift freely.

He was pulled out of his mind a few minutes later by both Edward shaking his shoulder and gently pressing against his occlumency shields.

"What is it?" He asked without opening his eyes.

"We're at the hospital." Edward replied.

As he opened his eyes and went to open the door, a bolt of lightening made him jump. "When did the storm start?" He asked with a frown.

"A few minutes ago. Are you alright? You were so deep in your mind."

"I'm fine. I was just thinking and avoiding the pain." Harry said and then scowled when he saw Carlisle making his way over with a wheelchair and Esme holding a umbrella over them. "I can walk." He protested as Edward climbed out of the car and reached in to help him.

"You've got a broken leg, Harry. Besides it's the policy." Carlisle said.

Nodding, Harry allowed Edward to pick him up and set him down in the chair then crossed his arms over his chest with a pout.

Chuckling, Carlisle ruffled Harry's messy hair then pushed the chair towards the entrance doors.

As the group walked in and headed for a room, Edward chuckled and said, "It looks like all the nurses want to rush over and coddle you."

"I think it would be partially to make eyes at you." Harry teased.

Shuddering in mock horror, Edward asked, "You'll protect me, won't you Harry?"

Smiling at Carlisle from behind the two, Esme felt happy that Edward was finally being playful and smiling instead of brooding all of the time.

"Alright, Harry hop up onto the table so I can see how bad your leg is." Carlisle said stopping the wheelchair beside the bed.

"Here let me help you." Edward said, instantly reaching down to help Harry up and when he started to wobble on his only good leg, scooped him up and set him on the bed.

"Thanks." Harry said, with a half amused and half thankful grin.

"Need any help in here, Doctor Cullen?" A young blonde nurse asked, sticking her head in the room and fluttering her eyelashes at both Harry and Edward.

As Carlisle declined the help, Harry leaned his head against Edwards shoulder and tried to muffle his laughter.

When the nurse left the room, with a pout and slight stomp in her step, Carlisle shook his head and moved the portable X-Ray machine, just so it looked like it was used.

Lifting his head up, Harry fluttered his eyelashes at Edward and teased, "You're so cute and handsome fall into my fluttering eyelashes so I can take you home to meet my family and we can start to make cutesy little babies with one another."

Snorting, Edward wrapped an arm around Harry so he wouldn't fall over from his laughter.

Chuckling himself, Carlisle said, "Alright that's enough. Let's get your leg in the cast so you can rest it. Do you want me to just cut off the leg of your pants or do you want to try and take them off?"

"You can go ahead and cut the leg off. I can easily replace them." Harry said without giving a glance to his faded blue jeans.

Nodding, Carlisle picked up a large, sharp pair of black handled scissors and cut the leg of the pants from the ankle all the way up to mid calf. Once both sides of the leg were cut, Carlisle cut them off completely and tossed them into the waste bin in the corner.

Running his hands over the injury, Carlisle said, "I have to reset the bone since it's sticking out of place. I can give you anesthesia if you'd like it."

"Yeah that'd be good. I may have had a lot of broken bones before, but I'd rather not feel the pain from a resetting."

Nodding, Carlisle grabbed a capped needle and a small bottle of the local anesthesia, Novocain and injected it right above the wound below his knee.

"Alright. Now you shouldn't be able to feel anything. Let me know if you do." Carlisle said gently grasping Harry's leg and straitening it out to get the bone back where it belonged.

As the bone was reset, Harry cringed when he heard a slight crunching sound in his leg as the bone was moved.

"Great. We're almost done now. All I need to do is wrap your leg and then let it dry before we can leave."

"Cool. Edward would you go and call Sirius and Remus and tell them to go to my place instead of rushing here since we're pretty much done." Seeing the hesitation in Edward's face, Harry teasingly fluttered his eyelashes and said, "Please."

Chuckling, Edward nodded and said, "Alright. I'll go and give them a call."

"Esme dear can you slide that water basin over to me please?" Carlisle asked while he rummaged around in a drawer full of sponges.

Silently doing as he asked, Esme moved it over to him then stepped up besides Harry and set her hands on his shoulders.

"What's the water for?" Harry asked.

"Just to clean your leg up before we put the cast on." Carlisle said as he dunked the sponge into the water and ran it over Harry's leg.

"So just how big is this cast going to be? I mean the break is just below my knee so..."

"The cast will go right up your whole leg and end about mid thigh. It will be a little hard getting used to it. To be honest I think by the time you're used to it I'll be taking it back off."

"Ah well. At least I'll have the practice if this ever happens again...and with me it probably will happen."

Chuckling, Carlisle set aside the sponge and grabbed a large roll of cotton and started to wrap it around Harry's leg, starting at the ankle and working his way up.

"This will just keep the cast from sticking to your skin." He said as he rolled the last bit into place then reached for the fiberglass that would become the cast.

Dunking the fiberglass into a thing of water, Carlisle quickly began to mold it around Harry's leg so that it was in place and didn't begin to dry before it was perfect.

"I told them to get the black cast because I doubt you would have wanted a bright pink one."

"Black is fine. Besides it will keep Sirius from doodling weird things on it."

Laughing, Carlisle said, "I would not put it past him to find something magical to allow him to."

"Yeah, but at least I can fight back with my magic. If I didn't have that I think I'd have no chance against Sirius...and Remus when he was feeling playful."

It only took about ten minutes before the cast was in place and it was time for Harry to leave.

"Not bad." Harry said, eying the cast. "But I'd still prefer to see my own leg."

"I would be afraid if you preferred the cast." Carlisle said as he grabbed Harry's chart to fill in all the information that needed to be put in the file. "Alright. I just have to bring this out to the desk. Why don't you try to stand and work with the crutches while I do that." He suggested while grabbing the crutches that one of the nurses must have left when they set up the room.

Staring at the crutches while Carlisle adjusted them to fit his height, Harry wondered if he'd be able to use them without embarrassing himself.

Silently taking the crutches from him, Harry slowly stood up with Esme's help and wobbled as he placed the crutches under his arms. Scrunching up his face at the uncomfortable feeling under his arms, he hesitantly moved forwards and nearly fell.

"I guess I'll really need to get used to using these." He said.

"Don't worry, honey. You'll get used to them in no time." Esme said smiling at him.

Carefully putting all of his weight on his good leg, Harry again, tried to move forwards on the crutches and managed a short, unsteady step.

"See you're already getting the hang of it."

"I don't know about that." Harry mumbled as he made it to the door and nearly fell through it, only to be caught by Edward.

"Sorry about taking so long, but Sirius kept trying to talk me into letting him come."

"I figured he would. Thanks for dealing with him though. He's a bit overwhelming at times."

"It's no problem, but he said that Remus and he would be staying with you for the next few days just to keep an eye on you."

Grinning, Harry rolled his eyes since he couldn't shrug and said, "I expected that too."

Chuckling, Carlisle said, "We're all done here. How about we give you a ride home so you can relax."

"That sounds wonderful...oh god. Edward do you think Jacob grabbed the camcorder? Did it fall down with me?"

"I don't know. I was too worried about you to think about it. I'll call him and ask since he won't be back for a few hours anyway. If he doesn't I'll run there and get it for you. I'll even grab your bike so it isn't there for a week."

"You're a lifesaver, you know that?"

"I've been called that and other things over the years."

Laughing at his friend, Harry shook his head and slowly made his way to the elevator so he could head home.

****END CHAPTER****

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