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Wish Upon A Star	By : newyorican Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 20363 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 12 – A Rebirth

“Your heart is like a star—everlasting until someone puts it out.”

/Edward/Harry

Harry glanced at his reflection with a frown. He was getting paler and paler as the days passed, and he expected it since Vanora had explained that he was going to turn into a vampire. However, something in the pit of his stomach told him that something else was happening to him. His frown deepened and he stared hard at the mirror. What if he didn’t turn into a vampire? What if—?

“Harry, are you alright?” Esme asked through the door, worry seeping into her voice.

Harry blinked, startled out of his thoughts. “Fine,” he called. “Slightly nervous.”

Esme let out a musical laugh. “There’s nothing to be nervous about. Hurry before Edward and Carlisle get back.”

Harry allowed a smile to dance across his face. When he found out Edward’s birthday was on the twentieth of June, he made sure to plan a party. Carlisle brought Edward to the hospital so he wouldn’t be able to overhear any plans that were made. Picking out a gift for Edward had been more than difficult. Despite them exchanging information and getting to know each other, he still hadn’t known what to get his vampire mate. Nervous, he asked the other Cullens what they thought Edward would like best, only to get mocking comments from Emmett, smirks from Jasper and Rosalie, and knowing grins from the rest of them. “Edward will love what you get him,” Alice had promised.

When Harry asked her to tell him what he picked for Edward, Alice just smiled and shrugged her shoulders before dancing away. He didn’t know if the present he got for his mate was the one Alice saw, but he hoped Edward would like it all the same.

Harry turned on the tap and cupped the water with his hands. Before he could splash the water on his face, a sharp pain in his stomach had him gasping. He doubled over, gritting his teeth and drawing in ragged breaths. It lasted a minute before leaving as quickly as it had come. Harry coughed, weakly groaning and rubbing his stomach.

Someone started pounding on the door again. “Harry, please open the door,” Esme pleaded.

Harry’s brow furrowed in confusion before he remembered her vampiric hearing. He took in a deep breath before standing and opening the door. Esme immediately rushed in, the rest of the Cullen clan bar Edward and Carlisle behind her. She started checking him over, confused when she could find nothing physically wrong with him.

“I’m fine,” he told her gently, running his hands through his hair.

“You were in pain,” Jasper said quietly. “A lot of it.”

Harry shrugged. “I don’t know what it was, but it’s gone now.”

Esme frowned. “Maybe we should have Carlisle look at it.”

“What if it’s part of him becoming one of us?” Emmett suggested smartly.

Harry regarded him in surprise. “That actually sounded smart coming from you,” he teased with a grin.

Emmett pouted. “I can be smart.”

“I know you can, baby,” Rosalie cooed, rubbing Emmett’s arm soothingly. He gave her a heated look.

“Carlisle should still look at it,” Esme repeated, drawing attention away from Emmett wagging his eyebrows suggestively.

“It’s fine,” Harry said firmly. “I don’t want to ruin Edward’s birthday. If I still have a problem, Carlisle can check me into the hospital himself.”

Esme worried her lip slightly before nodding her head, agreeing. “Alright,” she consented. “But I’m letting him know as soon as he and Edward get here.”

“Deal,” Harry agreed. He glanced at the clock. “He’ll be here soon. Let’s finish quickly.”

Together, Harry and the Cullens finished decorating the house with streamers and balloons. Harry bit his lip. He wasn’t sure if Edward would like it or not. Granted, it seemed a bit childish to go all out and decorate the way he had, but Edward was turning a hundred and four and Harry wanted to do something nice. He already had the night planned.

“They’re here,” Emmett said eerily, smirking when Harry let out a startled squeak.

Harry frowned at him, too aware of how nervous he was. It really wasn’t that big of a deal to plan something special for his significant other. That thought brought a smile to Harry’s lips. Strangely, he really liked thinking of Edward in the romantic sense. It meant he wasn’t alone anymore. He had someone to love for all eternity, and that special someone made his stomach twist in ways he hadn’t experienced before. And, there was no denying it, Edward was very pleasing to Harry’s eye and internal pervert.

The front door opened.

“Surprise!” Harry and the Cullens shouted.

Edward’s eyes widened and he blinked several times before grinning. “Wow. I was wondering why Alice was doing Algebra in her head.”

Harry smiled anxiously. “You like it?”

Edward returned the smile happily, surveying his house. The streamers were a beautiful green color and ‘Happy Birthday!’ balloons filled the ceiling. Confetti lay on the floor and there was a small cake with number candles on it. “I love it,” he said softly. “Though you could’ve not mentioned my age.”

Harry grinned devilishly, relieved. “No way! It’s not every day you turn a hundred and four. I did get a weird look from the clerk, though.”

Edward chuckled and closed the space between him and his mate, leaning down to give him a soft kiss. “I really do love it. It’s too bad we can’t have the cake.”

“That’s for me,” Harry supplied happily. “It was chocolate; I couldn’t resist.”

Emmett let out a booming laugh. “He drooled over it in the store. Based on his reaction, you’re definitely going to like my present.”

Edward regarded him with open suspicious. “I’m sure,” he said sarcastically.

“Present time!” Harry exclaimed, grabbing Edward’s arm and dragging him toward the couch. “Come on, we have a busy night ahead of us!”

Edward smiled at Harry’s enthusiasm before sitting down and accepting the handed package. He ripped open the paper and smiled appreciatively at Alice for the new record player. His was barely working and he’d been meaning to get one.

“I knew you’d like it,” Alice gloated happily.

“You know everything,” Emmett pointed out. “That’s what happens when you can see the future.”

She stuck her tongue out at him.

“Let Edward open his presents in peace,” Esme chided gently.

Edward grinned as he opened the next present. His grin immediately fell and he looked at Harry dryly, shaking his head in amusement. Harry couldn’t take it anymore; he laughed loudly. The rest of the family looked somewhat confused before Edward pulled out his shiny, engraved cane. The Cullens eventually dissolved in laughter, Emmett being the loudest and Esme the quietest in an attempt to not be rude.

He opened Emmett’s present next and quickly slammed the box shut, glaring at Emmett as the loud vampire immediately started laughing again. Alice bit her lip, trying to reign in her giggles.

“What’d he get you?” Jasper asked curiously.

“Nothing,” Edward replied quickly. He was never more grateful of his ability to read minds then he was at that current moment. Jasper jumped for the box, but Edward could already hear his plan of attack and leapt out of the way.

“If it’s nothing, then why are you going through such great lengths to hide it?” Jasper inquired.

“I just don’t want you to know,” Edward shot back, dodging Jasper’s moves.

“Is it something bad?” Harry asked.

Momentarily distracted, Edward didn’t notice Jasper trying to swipe the box out of his hands until it was too late. The contents of the box flew out and landed on Harry’s feet. Harry picked them up and immediately blushed in mortification. Jasper ran and snatched the tube and book quickly, his lips quirking as he read.

“Chocolate lube and The Beginner’s Guide to Great Gay Sex: How to Make Your Partner Scream For More,” Jasper announced, laughing.

Esme gasped, scandalized. “Emmett!”

Edward quickly snatched the gifts and ran them to his room, running back before Harry could even blink. “Moving on.”

“I actually have something else planned, Edward. We should go,” Harry said, not looking his mate in the eye and blushing furiously.

Edward couldn’t agree more and the two were out the door in no time.

“Emmett, that was a rude gift!” Esme chastised, shaking her head.

Emmett laughed louder. “If he doesn’t know what to do, he could hurt Harry. I was only helping him out,” he defended, snickering all the while.

The front door opened once more and the Cullens watched as Harry ran inside, cut himself a piece of the chocolate cake, and ran back outside.

“Why do I have a feeling they’ll be using your gift?” Rosalie murmured, torn between amusement and disgust.

“It’s unclear,” Alice said, laughing.

Harry ate the piece of cake quickly as he and Edward walked through the forest. Edward watched him in amusement. “So, what are we doing?” the vampire asked, breaking the somewhat awkward silence that had befallen them since the revealing of Emmett’s lewd gifts.

“You’ll see when we get there,” Harry said firmly with a grin.

Edward smiled at Harry. “Thank you for planning all of this. It means a lot,” he said softly.

Harry blushed again, shrugging his shoulders. “I wanted to do something special for you,” he said lamely. “Here we are!”

Edward glanced and saw a blanket spread out on the forest floor as well as a basket. “More cake for you in there?” he asked as he smelt chocolate, chuckling slightly.

Harry nodded sheepishly. “I love chocolate,” he stated.

“I can tell.” Edward noticed that Harry looked more nervous than usual. “Are you okay?”

Harry glanced at the vampire out of the corner of his eye. “Were you really angry about me getting you the cane?”

Edward blinked before laughing. “No, that was pretty funny,” he admitted.

Harry smiled. “Good, ‘cuz that wasn’t your real present.”

“Oh? Then what did you get me?” Edward cocked an eyebrow.

Harry bit his lip nervously before reaching into the basket and pulling out a satin box. Edward regarded it curiously. “I know we haven’t known each other for very long, but I wanted to give you something to show you how happy I am with being your mate,” he said embarrassedly.

Edward accepted the box and opened it slowly. His eyes widened at the ring inside. It was a simple band with a Celtic knot design. Awed, he took it out of the box and noted the inside of the band had an inscription. Always yours, Harry.

“Wow,” he whispered, slipping the ring on his finger.

“They’re traditional bonding rings. In the Wizarding world, we have these rings to symbolize our relationship. It’s almost like a marriage, really, which is what being mates is basically,” Harry babbled. “I have mine, too. I just wasn’t sure if you’d want to do it or not. It’s totally okay if you’d rather not; I’ll completely understand.”

Edward found Harry’s babbling cute and leaned in to kiss him. Harry immediately kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Edward’s neck. The kiss ended too soon for both of them, but despite something inside of them telling them to finalize their bond, they pulled away. “Thank you,” Edward whispered. “Can I see yours?”

Harry flushed and dug the ring out of his pocket. Edward read the inscription, Forever mine, Edward, with a smile. “You really don’t mind?” he asked anxiously.

“I’d be honored to wear this ring,” Edward told him honestly. “It comes from your culture; it’s a part of who you are. I’d love nothing more than to accept it.”

Harry beamed happily. Suddenly his stomach twisted sharply again, and he cried out in pain. He tried to suck in deep breaths, but the pain only continued to grow. Vaguely, Harry could hear Edward’s worried questions, but he couldn’t answer them. “Hurts,” he whimpered, clutching his stomach.

Panicking, Edward quickly scooped Harry up in his arms and ran back to the house. “Carlisle!” he called as he ran up the steps.

Carlisle quickly opened the door in time for Edward to rush through it. “What happened?” he demanded.

“I don’t know,” Edward said helplessly. “Everything was fine until he started having severe stomach pains.”

“Could it be something from the cake?” Carlisle wondered aloud, glancing at the confection Harry had insisted on buying.

“No, he’s had this pain before,” Esme said quickly, filling them in on what had happened when they were gone. “He was going to ask you to check him when you got back.”

“Why didn’t he say anything sooner?” Edward demanded, upset.

“Edward, he wanted your birthday to be special,” Esme tried to explain.

Harry groaned in pain. “It hurts,” he moaned.

“What hurts?” Carlisle asked quickly.

“’S like fire…all over…” Harry gasped, shaking. And then, abruptly, it stopped. He sagged in relief, happy that the pain was over.

“Could that be his body turning into a vampire like Vanora had said?” Esme asked. “The transformation is normally painful.”

Carlisle sighed as he checked Harry over. “I couldn’t say. I haven’t any experience with stars.”

Edward held Harry’s hand, worry shining in his eyes. “Are you okay?” he asked quietly.

Harry panted and nodded his head. “Yeah, I’m fine now,” he replied breathlessly. “That was really weird, though.”

“Are you sure?” Edward stressed.

“Edward, relax,” Harry soothed, letting go of Edward’s hand to caress his face. “It’s probably like Esme said. I’m more-than-likely slowly turning into a vampire.” There was an overwhelming amount of doubt in his heart, but he made sure to not show it.

“What if it isn’t?”

“What else could it be?” Harry countered.

Edward sighed. “Alright,” he conceded, “but if you start hurting again, you’ll let me know, right?”

Harry nodded with a small smile. “Can I have some more cake?” he asked cheekily.

The vampires laughed, taking that as a sign that Harry was, indeed, feeling a lot better. Things were still tense for a bit, but eventually everyone was joking again as if nothing had happened. Hours passed with them playing silly games for Edward’s birthday until Harry was yawning and eventually nodding off.

Edward noticed and immediately placed his mate in his arms, quietly letting his family know that he was going to put Harry in his—no, their—room. He put Harry to lay down on the couch (and goofily thought about getting a bed instead) and gently brushed his hair. Edward watched Harry sleeping for a few moments before he was content that Harry was completely alright.

An uneasy feeling settled in his gut; he didn’t like Harry being in pain, and he felt so helpless since none of them knew what caused it or how to fix it. With a sigh, he reluctantly got up and left the room.

“I’m worried about Harry,” he said softly.

Carlisle gazed at him sadly. “I’m sorry I cannot help.”

Edward shook his head. “No, it’s not your fault. There isn’t exactly a manual on the ailment’s of stars and how to treat them.”

Esme immediately stood and wrapped her arms around Edward. “I’m sure everything will work out the way it was meant to,” she soothed. She glanced into his dark, almost black eyes. “You need to go feed.”

Edward sighed. “I don’t want to leave him,” he protested.

“I’ll stay here while you go,” Alice piped up, smiling. “I’ll watch him.”

“Me too,” Emmett said loudly. “I already fed, and I want to finish this game.”

Edward still seemed reluctant to go. “I don’t know…”

Rosalie stood. “I’ll go feed with you.”

Edward glanced up the stairs one more time before he nodded. “Might as well go before he wakes up,” he murmured.

Seconds later, Alice and Emmett were the only vampires left in the house. They kept their ears open, waiting for Harry to make any sound of discomfort. Alice wasn’t too worried, though. If anything happened, she’d know about it beforehand.

Harry slowly blinked awake, glancing lazily at the room. His stomach was starting to burn again, and he tried to keep his mind off it. He didn’t want to worry Edward. The burning began to spread, feeling like liquid magma inside his veins. Harry began to shake as he clenched the sheets tightly and tried with all of his might to hold in his sounds of pain. He arched his back off the couch, writhing and twitching. It was almost like the Cruciatus curse, only worse—much worse.

Standing up, Harry barely managed to shuffle over to Edward’s desk. He sank down in the chair, a small sob escaping his lips. He could hear footsteps zooming up the stairs, but paid no mind to them. Grabbing a pen, he quickly wrote a note. His eyes watered and a tear dripped onto the paper, smudging some of the ink. Everything hurt so badly.

Sniffling, he reached into the desk drawer and pulled out the small blue and yellow flowers he’d gotten the same day Edward discovered he was his mate. He sniffled again, and another sob escaped him.

“Harry, are you okay?”

He ignored Alice’s knocking and sluggishly made his way to the couch again, collapsing. This time he couldn’t prevent screaming in pain.

“Harry, I’m going to break down the door.”

“No!” Harry cried, clutching the flowers desperately. “Go away!”

“Harry, Emmett’s left to get Edward. I’m breaking down the door,” Alice repeated.

“Don’t!”

It was too late. The door easily fell off its hinges and Alice made her way towards Harry. “Edward and Carlisle will be here soon,” she said, her eyes wide with worry.

Harry bit his lip and cried. “Please tell Edward to…stay away,” he panted, tears streaming down the side of his face. “Please…don’t let him…see…”

Alice’s lower lip quivered. “You’re going to be okay,” she said weakly.

Harry tried to smile at her, he really did. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered weakly. The fire inside spread to his heart. He was having a hard time breathing. “I love Edward…really, I do…I wish I could tell him…in person…” Black was swarming his vision.

“You can,” Alice insisted, holding his hand. “You will!”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated softly. He could hear the front door breaking open and he drew in one last shuddering breath. His grip on the Forget-Me-Nots loosened and his eyes drooped closed.

Alice stared in disbelief.

An emerald green light consumed Harry’s body before he erupted into star dust.
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