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Wish Upon A Star	By : newyorican Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 20366 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 11 – A First Date

“I was outside last night looking at the stars. They reminded me of the people I love. There was one which shone the brightest…it was you.”

/Edward/Harry

As a star, Harry was quite familiar with cloud nine. He’d frequented it when the depression of not helping his family became too much. Cloud nine was everything Muggles imagined it and more. Blissful happiness overcame the occupants of cloud nine. Up there, he felt relaxed, happy, and free.

Still, the euphoria experienced on cloud nine was nothing compared to the feeling of Edward’s lips on his. Any protests he were going to make were instantly wiped from his mind when Edward’s tongue, manipulative little thing it was, slipped into his open mouth. His brain went fuzzy and promptly fizzled, melted, and dripped out of his ears as he let out a soft moan, his arms immediately wrapping around his neck.

Edward pressed his body closer to Harry’s, intoxicated by the taste of his mate. His tongue unavoidably met Harry’s and then it was a fight for dominance. He couldn’t think of anything else other than getting closer, addicted to the sensations that erupted within him. Harry then remembered that, although he wasn’t human, he did in fact need to breathe and pulled away, panting heavily.

Edward admired his handiwork, staring at Harry’s bruised and swollen lips, flushed face, dazed expression, and lust-filled eyes. Yeah, he was that good.

Harry met Edward’s eyes and some of the fog that melted his brain dispersed. Confusion and worry seized him and he thrust his arms out, trying to put more space between him and the horny vampire.

“Wait,” he gasped, eyes wide. “Wait, what are you doing?”

“Claiming my mate,” Edward replied with a smirk. “What did you think I was doing?”

He leaned in to kiss Harry’s neck just above the pulse point, not tempted in the least to bite down onto it and drink the elixir of life.

Harry sighed softly, and his eyes closed of their own accord as he subconsciously arched his neck, giving Edward more access. He gasped and his eyes shot open. “No, wait! Wait, wait, wait!”

Edward stopped his ministrations and instead chose to just hold Harry close, almost nuzzling Harry’s hair as he whispered in his ear, “Yes?”

Harry shivered and his legs shook slightly. “Um…” He blinked, forgetting what he was going to say. “Are…are you sure? About this entire mate situation? Because remember when I told you about my rebirth? I can feel it, you know. You see how pale I’ve gotten? I’ve barely been on Earth two weeks and I can already feel myself draining.” Harry was babbling and he knew it.

Edward paused, frowning slightly. He thought about it before he eyed his cute little mate skeptically. “When I opened my Inner Eye, I saw you. I know you’re definitely my mate. But,” Edward continued before Harry could cut him off, “I saw you as a vampire.” He eyed Harry hesitantly. “So this paling and you feeling yourself drain, are you sure you’re not just…changing…being reborn into a vampire?”

Harry blinked in shock. He hadn’t thought about it like that. Could it be possible…? It would certainly explain the tugging he felt at his soul, the pull towards Edward. He bit his lower lip lightly, thinking it over.

“Stars cannot remain on Earth. That is the reason why they reside in the universe.”

Harry squealed and Edward startled at Vanora’s voice. She smirked at them, a tray of cookies in her hand. Harry paled before blushing furiously; had she been there the entire time? Her wink assured him that, indeed, she’d been there and she enjoyed the show.

“So I’m right?” Edward asked, staring at the floor in embarrassment. He’d lost control, not that he regretted it, and someone had witnessed his intimate pouncing on his mate. Never in all of his years as a vampire had he been so affected by someone to the point of forgetting his surroundings. He didn’t completely mind it; it had allowed him to turn his mate into gelatin and comply with his oral explorations.

Crap, he was becoming aroused again.

“Sit,” Vanora said, offering the tray of cookies to Harry who nervously took it and nibbled one. “Stars do not have the necessary internal systems to survive on Earth in much the same way other creatures do. However, as the two of you are mates and a match preordained by Merlin himself, you will, indeed, turn into a vampire.”

Edward glanced nervously at Harry. He was extremely happy that the star was his mate, but would Harry like being turned into a vampire? Would Harry end up despising him? Would Harry want to stay a star and return to the sky? Would—

“You’re thinking too much,” Harry said softly, smiling hesitantly at Edward. Vanora chuckled lightly and left the room, taking the tray of cookies with her.

“Are you…” Edward swallowed, thinking of what he wanted to say. “Are you okay with this?”

Harry regarded him intently before tapping his mouth in a thinking position. “I never thought about being a vampire, but then again I never thought I’d become a star,” he admitted, smiling wryly. “And I’m worried about rushing into things with you. During my time here on Earth, I really feel like I’ve gotten to know you, Edward, and I do like spending time with you. I’d like to spend more, especially since we’re mates and will have to spend the rest of our lives together. Maybe we could even do something together…”

A slow smile spread across Edward’s face. “Are you asking me on a date, Mr. Potter?” he teased lightly, staring at Harry’s face.

Harry chuckled nervously, cheeks flushed as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and nodded. “Yes. Yes, I am.”

Edward chuckled and stood up, pulling Harry up as well. He brought them closer and placed his hands on Harry’s hips, leaning down to whisper in his ear, “I accept.”

Harry shivered again and grinned devilishly. “Good. I would’ve kidnapped you if you said otherwise.”

Edward laughed, but was caught off when Harry shyly initiated another kiss. It was gentler than their passionate one earlier, but contained no fewer amounts of care, warmth, and bliss. It remained chase, simple pressure applied to their lips that set off the fireworks inside of them.

They didn’t know how long they stayed there, holding on to each other and moving their lips against the other’s in soft, exploring motions. The kiss didn’t last long enough, however, as the sound of someone clearing their throats broke them apart.

The rest of the Cullens shared satisfied smirks and remained silent. Harry and Edward looked embarrassed at getting caught again, and their embarrassment only furthered when Emmett, not one to remain quiet too long, opened his mouth with an exclamation of, “Finally! Now we can stop pretending that Edward doesn’t get a boner whenever he stares at Harry’s butt! Are you going to take care of all of this unresolved sexual tension and go do the nasty?”

Harry let out a strangled noise and looked at Edward incredulously with his eyebrow cocked. “Is that the real reason why you avoided me?”

Edward glared at Emmett before turning to Harry. “Let’s talk in the car.”

Harry bit his lip in an attempt to suppress an amused snort from escaping and nodded his head. Alice and Esme squealed happily, hugging him and babbling about celebrating to welcome him to the family. “We’re, uh, going on a date tonight,” he said quietly before the two women got carried away.

“Awwwww!” Alice hugged him again and kissed his cheek. “Rosalie and I will help you pick out your outfit. Edward won’t be able to keep his hands off you!”

“Right, like he doesn’t already,” Emmett mumbled under his breath, causing Rosalie to wack him on the back of the head lightly.

“Edward just found his mate; stop teasing them!” she whispered in his ear.

Emmett pouted. “They may have just discovered that they’re mates, but Edward over here has been sexually attracted to the little star here fo—”

“We’re leaving,” Edward interrupted loudly, giving Emmett his worst death glare. Without another word, he grabbed Harry by his hand and quickly led him out of Vanora’s shop. There was a sort of awkward silence that surrounded them as they made their way to the car and began to drive back to the Cullens’ home.

“So…” Harry started slowly, an embarrassed grin spreading across his face. “You like my butt?”

Edward choked on his venom. “Where are we going tonight?” he asked, abruptly changing the subject.

Harry laughed. “Well, the usual dates of dinner and a movie are out since you don’t eat human food,” he contemplated. “But it is the summer.” His eyes widened slightly and he snapped his fingers. “Does your cell phone have internet access?”

Edward glanced at him warily. “Yes, why?”

“Give it here,” Harry said, holding his hand out expectantly. “I’m going to google something.”

“You could just ask me,” Edward pointed out.

“Nope,” Harry replied, popping the ‘p’. “It’s going to be our first date and I don’t want you to know where we’re going.”

Edward shifted his eyes to Harry before staring back at the road, embarrassed. “It’s in the back pocket to my jeans.”

Harry flushed lightly. “I don’t suppose you’ll pull over and get it for me?”

Edward snickered. “You always get this embarrassed?” he teased lightly. He enjoyed seeing the flush that seemed to blossom across Harry’s face; it made the star glow beautifully and Edward became mesmerized by it. It probably wasn’t such a good idea to get distracted while he was driving, though. Not for the other humans on the road, at least.

Harry narrowed his eyes, his bottom lip jutting out in a pout. Honestly, because of his rather poor upbringing he never really fancied any sort of attention. With everyone staring rather shamelessly at him during his Hogwarts days, he usually had a slight blush of mortification adorning his face. He thought he’d grown out of it after he turned sixteen, but Edward had an effect on him that nobody else did. Not even Ginny, and he had seen her for about a year.

Thinking back on his failed relationship with the red-haired witch, Harry realized that he was never meant to be with her. It explained why it had felt more than a little awkward to be with her in the romantic sense. Sure, he considered her as a good friend or maybe even a sister that he had to look out for. Still, when he called it off with her, there’d been something else in the back of his mind that told him being with Ginny just wasn’t right.

Maybe he was supposed to die. Maybe his death was the only way he could meet Edward, the vampire that just so happened to be his mate. Despite the short time he’d known Edward Cullen, the magnetic tug towards him had grown stronger and stronger. He found himself wanting to get to know every little thing about Edward and he enjoyed exchanging bits of information about his past life with him.

When he was alive, he would’ve been more than a little upset at losing yet another choice to make. It was so strange that he accepted being Edward’s mate instead of ranting and raving like he would’ve done back home in Britain. Having taken the time to find out little tidbits about Edward and also having matured before and after his death, Harry was more accepting of things beyond his control.

Besides, what was really so horrible at discovering that the man he’d secretly been having a connection with was to be his for forever?

His thoughts shifted over towards Vanora’s earlier statement. He really didn’t mind becoming a vampire too much. It wasn’t exactly in his life plan, but there wasn’t really anything he could do. Becoming a vampire really was better than his previous idea of rebirth. That would’ve been bad…and messy.

Mischievously, Harry snaked his arm towards Edward to rest on the vampire’s hip.

Edward’s eyes bulged. “What are you doing?” His grip on the steering wheel tightened ever-so-slightly as he kept his eyes on the road.

“Getting your cell phone,” Harry whispered, inwardly cheering at having such an…uplifting…affect on his mate.

Edward focused on the road, trying to ignore the tickling sensation of Harry’s fingers making their way to his right butt pocket. He stopped at the red light and lifted his hips, bringing his hand behind him to fish his phone out. “Here,” he said. “You’re distracting me and we’ll get into an accident.”

Harry blinked innocently and took the offered phone with a grin. The rest of the ride was spent in a comfortable silence. Edward tried to keep his mind off of the icy hot sensations Harry’s fingers had left in their wake. Harry, on the other hand, was completely immersed in Edward’s cell phone, a large smile appearing on his face as he found what he was obviously looking for.

They arrived back at the Cullens’ place uneventfully and Harry was immediately taken by Rosalie and Alice, who had mysteriously arrived there first and were waiting rather impatiently. Edward changed quickly and listened carefully for Harry to tell them his plans for their date, but frowned when he heard pen scratching paper instead.

Carlisle clapped him on the back and Esme hugged him tightly, both congratulating him on finally finding his mate. When Emmett commented on Edward’s sexual awareness because of the little star, the two began wrestling. Jasper soon joined, complaining that Edward’s suddenly awoken libido caused him and Alice to go at it for hours. Not even supernatural strength could stop them from getting sore.

A loud cough stopped them from continuing their wrestling. Edward glanced up the stairs and his eyes widened slightly. Harry was wearing a pair of dark shorts that came down to his knees, showing Edward the star’s slightly muscled calves. He also wore a short-sleeved, button-up green shirt that showcased his eyes, the defined biceps on his arms, and the creamy expanse of Harry’s chest the first three undone buttons allowed Edward to view. It suited Harry; mostly lean with enough muscle to show that he was athletic. Edward absent-mindedly pictured Harry shirtless and working out, sweat trickling down his body. His thoughts then switched to Harry working out in a very different way that would be more pleasurable to both of them.

“Damn it, Edward!” Jasper explained uncharacteristically, standing up abruptly and sprinting up the stairs. He grabbed Alice and threw her over his shoulder, sprinting to their bedroom with Alice laughing the entire way.

Harry cocked an eyebrow before he shook his head. “Ready to go?”

Edward nodded his head. “Yeah, let’s go.”

They both ignored Emmett cheerfully telling them to practice safe sex and left the house. Edward still wasn’t told where they were going, but Harry read off directions to him. The closer they reached their destination, the more Edward could smell salt water and hear crashing waves. He smiled slightly. The first time he saw Harry as his mate was when he’d opened his Inner Eye and ended up on a beach; it was only fitting that their first date was also on a beach.

“Happy?” Harry asked nervously, nibbling on his lower lip. “I thought since it’s summer and all, coming to a beach would be the perfect thing to do.”

“Yeah, I am,” Edward said, smiling at his mate softly. “Let’s go.”

Harry nodded his head, relieved that he’d chosen the right place. Edward parked the car and they walked down to the beach together, the vampire’s hand gently brushing against the star’s. Flushing slightly, Harry grabbed Edward’s hand and held it as they walked along the beach. They talked about everything, from the war in Britain to Edward’s rebellion after he first turned.

Harry had never felt so naked and exposed before. He spilled everything about his past and felt like a tremendous weight had been lifted. Talking about his mistreatment at the Dursleys’ home was more therapeutic than he’d expected it to be. Edward hugged him after hearing about the cupboard under the stairs, inwardly snarling at the pathetic humans that had dared to lock up and neglect a creature as wonderful as Harry.

Harry sighed softly, hugging him back and smiling happily. After everything he’d gone through and everything he ever had to suffer, being in Edward’s arms more than made up for it. If this was Fate’s way of trying to apologize to him, then the apology was most definitely accepted.

“I really like you, Harry,” Edward murmured into his hair. “And I’m really glad you’re my mate.”

Harry smiled gently. “I never thought of being with a man, but I’m sure you swayed me to the dark side,” he teased, grinning when Edward chuckled. “And if we really are going to be together for eternity, I’m also glad you’re the one I get to spend several lifetimes with.”

Edward glanced away, embarrassed, and smiled again. All of those decades of loneliness were well worth it; waiting for Harry was well worth it.

Overcome with a giddy emotion he’d never before been able to experience, Edward leaned down and pressed his lips to Harry’s in a burning kiss. He was thoroughly enjoying it before the tingles up and down his spine magically turned to sand. He opened his eyes wide and pulled away, shocked.

Harry laughed at his expression and threw more sand at him before running away towards the water, his laughter louder and more infectious when Edward easily caught up and tackled him into the ocean. His face was flushed with pleasure as the occasional snort escaped him. He shivered slightly when the cold waves surrounded his body. Edward noticed and switched positions, allowing Harry to straddle him. Harry chuckled and leaning down, pressing a small kiss against the side of Edward’s mouth.

“I haven’t had this much fun in a long time,” Edward confessed, not minding the waves lightly hitting them.

“I’m not sure if I’ve ever been this happy,” Harry admitted. “But I’m glad I am. Now, hush. I want a proper snog.”

They stayed laying in the sand until the sun rose, exchanging gentle kisses, exploring touches, and whispering sweet nothings.
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