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Forks Cuisine	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 70978 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight or any of the characters associated with them. They belong to their respective creators, and I do not make any money from the writing of this story. It is purely for fun.

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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 Nineteen:

As he drove home from his date with Harry, Edward smiled and couldn't believe that he was lucky enough to find someone like the little wizard.

Harry was amazing and so understanding about being different yet hating it at times that Edward couldn't help but talk to him about things he sometimes couldn't even talk to the rest of his coven about.

When he turned onto the road closest to the house, he pulled over and frowned when a group of thoughts reached his mind.

'Crazy bitch. I can't believe she wants me kill the kid. But whatever as long as I get my money. Just go in there knock him out and set the place on fire. Easy enough.'

As a feeling of dread washed over him, Edward abandoned his car on the side of the road and rushed back towards Harry's house.

Barging through the door, Edward nearly ran over an older man, probably about thirty, with cropped dirty blonde hair.

"Who are you, man?" The guy asked, as his eyes darted around the room.

"Where's Harry?"

"Who?"

"The owner of this house." Edward growled as he began to smell smoke.

"Uh out, not here. Sorry man."

Growling loudly, which caused the man to jump, Edward grabbed him around the throat and shoved him against the nearest wall.

"Look you little punk, he's mine and if you don't tell me where he is I'll tear your limbs from your body and let you bleed out." Edward hissed as his eyes started to turn black.

"He's in the basement. Look man I didn't want to do it, but the money was too tempting."

Snarling, Edward threw the sniveling man across the room then rushed towards the door in the kitchen that led into the basement. The basement had once been a bomb shelter that had been converted in the sixties to a basement for the house.

Stopping in shock, Edward took in the sight of Harry tied to the metal support beam in the middle of the room with the wood that was stored for the fireplace set up around him burning.

Seeing the fear in Harry's wide green eyes, Edward jumped through the flames and ripped apart the ropes. Gathering Harry close, he moved back through the fire, hoping that it didn't hurt the wizard.

"We need to put the fire out." Harry said in a shaking voice.

"I'm not leaving you alone with that man upstairs."

"Just get my wand and I can put the fire and then we can get out of here."

As Edward rushed out of the room, Harry moved as far away from the fire as he could get and covered his mouth and nose.

It took Edward less than a minute to return and when he did he handed Harry his wand.

"I'm going to call Charlie Swan to come and pick the guy up as soon as I get you outside."

Waving his wand, the fire was doused with a white foam like what would come out of a fire extinguisher. Then with a flick of his wand he transfigured a fire extinguisher like the ones that he had in his restaurant.

"Come on let's go outside so you can get some fresh air." Leading Harry upstairs, Edward grabbed the concussed intruder by the arm and dragged him behind them.

Stopping at his closet to grab one of his longer coats, Harry followed Edward outside.

Shoving the guy to the ground, Edward asked, "So do you want to tell me who hired you to kill him, or should I call the cops."

"Call the cops, man! At least they won't kill me."

Pulling out his cell phone, Edward called the police first and, once he hung up with them, he called Carlisle to come over to take Harry back to the house.

"I should stay here and talk to the police."

"You can, and have to, but once the police leave to take him to the station I'm going to follow them. Don't get me wrong I trust them to do their jobs, but I want to make sure he doesn't get away before he's punished for what he did to you."

Leaning on Edward, Harry listened as the sirens from the police cruiser drew closer as it sped up the driveway.

It was only a few seconds later that the cars, both the police cruiser and Carlisle's own, came to a screeching halt in front of the house.

As the suspect was handcuffed and placed into the back of the cruiser, Carlisle made his way over to Edward and Harry.

"How are you doing?" He asked Harry.

"As good as can be expected."

"I know Edward planned to stay over here with you tonight, but I think we'd all feel safer if you'd come and stay with us." Carlisle said as Chief Swan walked into hearing range.

"Considering the suspect all but confessed so we'd, and I quote, 'save him from that monster', I just need to get a statement from both of you. If you'd like I can stop by later to get the statements." Charlie offered.

"I think Harry should go ahead and take a warm shower and I should keep an eye on him in case he goes into shock, but I'm sure Edward wouldn't mind going with you to the station to give you his statement." Carlisle said.

"Alright. After I get your statement I can drive Edward back home and get Harry's statement from him. If that's alright with you."

"It's fine by me. Will I be driving with you to the station?" Edward asked.

"Yes. You can sit up in the front and my officer can sit in the back with the suspect."

Nodding, Edward moved over to Harry and tilted his head up. "Harry I'll be home soon, but don't worry, Carlisle and the others will take care of you until I can get back."

Nodding, Harry took a minute to steal a hug from Edward, then allowed Carlisle to lead him over to the car.

Climbing in, Harry watched as Edward got into the police cruiser and turned to look at the man in the back and almost instantly the suspect went from calm and collected to kicking at the door trying to get out.

"Are you alright, Harry?" Carlisle asked.

"I'll be alright. I just wish I knew why he did it. I mean whenever someone has tried to kill me before I knew why, but this time..." He said with a shrug.

"Chief Swan will figure it out and if he can't I'm sure Edward will be more than happy to do a little digging through his mind to find out why he did what he did."

Leaning back in the seat, Harry let the movement of the car relax him. It was only a few minutes later that the vehicle came to a stop in front of the Cullen's house.

"Come on inside, Harry. Esme said she's prepared a warm bath for you to relax in." Carlisle said as he reached over to gently shake Harry's shoulder.

Climbing out of the car, Harry was immediately grabbed by Alice and pulled into a hug.

"I don't know why I haven't seen any of this happening." She cried.

"Don't worry I'm fine, Alice. If you didn't see it it means that you weren't supposed to."

"That's right. Now come and help me in the kitchen while Harry relaxes." Esme said.

Nodding, Alice hugged Harry once more then followed Esme into the kitchen.

Smiling at Jasper and Carlisle, Harry trudged his way up the stairs and into Edward's room. Edward's room had it's own bathroom attached to it and it also had the biggest tub. The bathroom had only been added onto the house a few months ago.

Tossing his long coat onto Edward's bed, Harry then rummaged through the closet to try and find something he could wear. Pulling out a pair of black gym pants and a plain white long sleeved shirt.

Moving into the bathroom, Harry draped the fresh clothes over the counter then stripped out of his boxers and lowered himself into the lavender scented water.

While not his favorite scent of bath beads, the lavender was helping him to relax. Laying back in the water, Harry closed his eyes and just let his mind drift away from his thoughts.

He stayed in the tub for almost a half hour, before the cooling water made him climb out and dress in the clothes he had borrowed from Edward.

Stopping to grab his coat, Harry made his way downstairs and said, "I'm going to take a little walk. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Are you alright?" Carlisle asked, looking up from the medical file he was scanning.

"Yeah, I just want to get some fresh air."

"Alright. If Edward and Chief Swan get here before you return I'll have Edward get you."

Nodding, Harry opened the door and walked outside heading for the forest. As he walked he lost track of how far he had gotten and before he knew it he was near the edge of the Cullen's property. Dropping down onto the ground, Harry leaned against a tree and closed his eyes.

It wasn't long before he heard the sound of footsteps heading towards him.

"Is it time to go back?" Harry asked without opening his eyes. After a few seconds without an answer, Harry frowned and called out, "Edward, is that you?"

"Why don't you open your eyes and find out who it is." A female voice said with a hiss.

Opening his eyes, Harry tensed up when he saw Bella Swan standing about five feet away from him with a muggle weapon, a gun, pointed at his chest.

Reaching into his pocket, Harry tried to grab his wand, but only encountered empty air. Standing up slowly, Harry pulled his hand out of his pocket and glanced around to see if he could spot his wand.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I want you to leave my Edward. I don't know what you did to make him leave me for you, but you aren't going to get away with it."

"What ever you're planning you don't want to do it. Do you really think you'd get away with shooting someone."

"Maybe not, but at least it will keep you away from my Edward." She said as she cocked the weapon.

As if in slow motion, Harry watched as she pulled the trigger and the bullet was ejected from the gun.

Gasping as the bullet struck his chest, Harry fell to the ground. Laying on his back Harry brought his hand up to look at the blood covering it before he coughed on a liquid that was building up in his throat.

Choking and gasping on the blood that was bubbling up in his mouth and running out of the sides, Harry watched as a blur tackled Bella to the ground with a snarl.

It only took a second for Edward to incapacitate the woman and another second to get over to Harry's side.

"Harry! Hang on, Harry. You're going to be fine. Carlisle's gathering up things to help you. I just need to get you back to the house."

Spitting out the blood, Harry whispered, "It'll be too late. I'm dying."

"You can't die. I just found you." Edward whispered as Jasper gathered up the unconscious woman to drag her back to the house. Jasper had ran out of the house after Edward when Alice had gasped out what she had seen.

Looking at Harry's blood, Edward felt nausea well up inside of him. "Carlisle's going to fix you up, Harry. Don't give up."

"I wish I didn't have to go. I finally found someone to love and I get taken away from it." Gasping to try and bring air into his lungs, Harry reached up and gently touched Edward's cheek. "It happened so quick, but I do love you."

"I love you too." Edward said as Harry's eyes rolled back in his head and his hand slid down, leaving a smear of blood on the vampires cheek.

***END CHAPTER***

AN: Here's the end of this chapter. Bit of a tearjerker there. :( Please don't kill me. More will be up soon.

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