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Forks Cuisine	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 70977 -:- 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 (don't worry, she'll be out of the picture soon.), Rosalie/Emmett, Alice/Jasper, Carlisle/Esme

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 Four:

Sitting on the same couch as he had been a few days ago, Edward sighed and glanced at his watch for the third time.

"Bella we're going to be late." He shouted running his hands over his dark blue, silk shirt.

"I'll be there in two minutes." She called back from the bathroom.

"She said that ten minutes ago." Emmett said from where he was watching a movie with Rosalie.

Rolling his eyes, Edward said, "I'm going to talk to Carlisle for a minute. If she happens to come out before I'm back tell her to wait."

Snorting, Rosalie said, "That won't happen. Your little princess needs a lot of time to look good."

Standing up, Edward headed up the stairs and wrinkled his nose when a foul odor coming from the bathroom hit him.

Stopping at the door to Carlisle's study, Edward knocked on it and waited for an answer.

"Come in, Edward." Carlisle called from inside.

Stepping inside, Edward took a seat on one of the chairs then just looked at Carlisle.

"Was there something you needed?" Carlisle asked after a minute.

"Have you noticed anything about Bella's scent lately?" He asked.

"I don't really pay attention to her scent. What do you mean?"

"It's unappealing to me. It's not her normal menstruation scent or body odor, she just doesn't smell good to me anymore. It's almost like something rotten."

"I have never heard of that happening. She's your singer so her blood should always attract you."

"But it doesn't. Not since last month. I thought maybe it was just her stress over getting rejected from all the colleges she's applied to again, but it's still hanging around and it didn't happen the last two times she's applied and been rejected."

"I really don't know what to say, Edward. I've never heard of a singer's blood becoming unappealing to a vampire after so long. Although most singers don't live long enough to see if the blood becomes unappealing after so long."

"I guess I'll just have to wait and see if it returns to normal." Edward said shrugging his shoulders. "I mean, she could still be stressed."

Smiling at him, Carlisle said, "Of course. Now I think I hear Isabella trying to creep up the stairs. Why don't you go ahead and go before she becomes impatient."

"Of course. See you later, Carlisle."

Standing up, Edward made his way out of the room and instantly spotted Bella walking up the stairs.

"That cannot be what you're wearing." She said placing her hands on her hips.

"Yes it is. Don't start, Bella or else we won't go at all." Edward said moving down the stairs.

"Edward, it's the first night that it's open. People will be there taking pictures. Can't you at least wear your suit?" She whined.

"No. I'm wearing dressy clothes, Bella. I look good in this, and I'm not changing. Now either get in the car or I'm leaving without you." Edward said glaring at Rosalie, who was watching the scene with a smirk on her face.

"But Edward..." She whined, trailing behind him towards his silver Volvo. "Hey, why aren't we taking you Vanquish? I thought that was your 'special occasion' car?"

"Because I don't want to take the Vanquish." Edward ground out. Yanking the door open a little harder than he should have, Edward winced when the metal protested with a loud groan.

As Bella climbed into the car, Edward listened to the huffs she gave as she mumbled under her breath.

"I can't believe you're acting like this. All I asked for was one night for us to go out and you can't even dress up for it." Bella complained.

"Bella enough." Edward growled as he sped down the road. "I've had just about enough of your bitching and complaining. I'm taking you out on opening night like you wanted, never mind the fact that my family could be exposed from how closely they watch people on those nights. I've dressed up nicely, and you want more. What more do you want from me?" He asked.

"I want you to do things for me without me having to ask you."

"I do do things for you. If you remember I had a vacation to Arizona planned for us so we could go and see your mother, but you decided last minute that you had to go shopping with Jessica and didn't want to go. And then when I offered to bring you to Las Vegas for your birthday you threw a fit."

"Because I am not going to elope, and I wouldn't even be old enough to go into any of the casinos."

"We weren't going to elope and they have casinos that you can go in down there." Edward hissed.

Opening her mouth to retort, Edward help up his hand and stopped her.

"Enough, Bella. We're here. Let's just go in and try and enjoy the night." Edward said parking his car and climbing out.

Allowing Bella to take his arm, Edward led her inside and up to the hostess booth where a young woman in a long, sleeveless black dress was waiting.

"Welcome to Lily's Gryffin. Did you have reservations?" She asked flipping the book open.

"Two under the name Edward Cullen." Edward said smiling at her.

"Eight O'clock. You're right on time." She said taking two menus. "Would you like a booth or a table near the dance floor?"

"You have a dance floor?" Edward asked.

"Yes. The owner loves to dance. I'm sure he'll be on it quite a bit in the future." The woman said with a big smile.

"We'll take a booth." Bella interrupted with a frown.

"Of course. Right this way." Hermione said giving her a tight smile. Sitting them down, Hermione handed them both their menus and said, "Your waiter will be with you in a minute to get what you'd like to drink."

When she had left, Edward said, "That was rude, Bella."

"What? She was obviously flirting with you." Bella said opening the menu.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Edward gave a soft growl when an arousing scent reached his nose, although, with all the scents from the kitchen and other people he couldn't tell where it was coming from.

Flipping open his menu, Edward watched in surprise as the words in front of him seemed to sink into the page before a whole new menu wrote itself out.

Reading the menu, Edward felt his jaw drop when he saw that it was made up entirely for vampires.

Looking over at Bella's menu, which she had laying on the table, Edward frowned when he saw hers was different, probably the original one.

When the waiter came over, it was an older man with shaggy, shoulder length black hair that was pulled back into a ponytail and gray eyes that seemed to shine with mischief.

"Are you ready to order?" The man asked smiling at them.

"Is this menu for real?" Edward asked.

Frowning, the man leaned over and looked at it, then grinned. "Yeah it is. It's a special menu that the owner made. You could almost say it's magic."

Nodding in understanding, Edward allowed Bella to order first, then said, "I'll have the bloody Mary to drink."

"Did you need a few more minutes to decide on what you want to eat?"

"I'm ready to order if you are, Bella." Edward said.

Nodding, Bella ordered a soup for her appetizer and a salad for her main course then closed her menu.

"And I'll have the special red soup and the Lasagna with red meat sauce." Edward ordered.

"Great. I'll be back with your drinks in a minute." The man said taking the menus and headed back to the hostess' both to give them to her.

Sitting in an awkward silence, Edward looked around and watched some of the couples dancing while they waited for their food to come or before they left for the night.

"Do you want to dance?" Edward asked.

"No. Dancing at our prom was more than enough to last me a lifetime." Bella said making a face. "Besides dancing is boring. All you do is move around."

"It's a way of being intimate with someone you care about without the sex." Edward said.

"Why not just have sex then?" Bella asked rolling her eyes.

Shaking his head, Edward went back to ignoring her and soon enough their drinks and appetizer arrived.

"Enjoy. The chef sends his regards." The waiter said directly to Edward.

Watching him go, Edward warily picked up his fork and speared one of the noodles. Bringing the fork to his lips, Edward cautiously nibbled on the side covered in sauce and moaned as he tasted the exotic flavor of blood.

Frowning at the taste of the blood since he'd never tasted anything like it before, Edward picked up the spoon and tilted it to see if his eyes were turning red in case the blood was a wizards blood.

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The two finished eating and paid their check over an hour and a half later and stood up to leave still in silence.

As he made his way to the door with Bella leading the way, Edward glanced towards the doors leading into the kitchen and caught sight of a black haired, five foot six inch man talking to the waiter.

Smelling the enticing scent again, Edward hurried out of the building before he could embarrass himself by trying to kiss the man.

"So you didn't seem to have such a problem eating the food." Bella said crossing her arms over her chest.

Deciding not to mention anything about the wizard, Edward rolled his eyes and asked, "What are you going to complain about me trying to act normal and not expose myself now?"

Climbing into the car, Bella turned and scowled at him. "My god, what is your problem, Edward? First you flirt with that bitch of a hostess and then you ignore me the whole time we were there. And now you're acting like I shouldn't be surprised that you ate."

Driving, Edward clenched his finger around the wheel and turned down a side road headed for Bella's fathers house. Starting slowly, Edward said, "Bella, I think it would be best if you spent some time with your father."

"Why so you can go and get that hussy's number?" Bella asked crossing her arms over her chest.

"No, because I don't think it's a good idea for us to keep seeing one another. You've become a bitch, Bella. I don't know what's happened to you, but this isn't the Bella I fell in love with." Edward said as he pulled into the driveway.

"We are not over, Edward. You take your precious little time away from me, but don't you dare think for a minute that you can just walk away from me like this." She said climbing out of the car and slamming the door shut.

Sighing, Edward laid his head on the steering wheel and took a few unneeded breaths then put the car in reverse and sped towards home.

When he pulled into the driveway he parked his car in the driveway and headed into the house.

"How did it go?" Esme asked when he stepped into the house.

"It was nice there, and the owner is apparently a wizard because he's got a menu for vampires. The food was actually really good."

"A menu for vampires? How did he do that without scaring away the other diners?" Emmett asked frowning.

"Used his magic, apparently. Because when I opened the menu it changed in my hands. It must be able to tell when a vampire is holding it, because Bella's menu remained the same."

"Why would someone go through the trouble to cook for vampires?" Rosalie asked with a sneer.

"Someone who wants us to feel welcome." Alice said.

"Something else happened too. Someones blood called to me like a singers would, but I didn't want to attack them...it was the opposite actually." Edward said looking as if he would have blushed if he could.

"But Bella's your singer...isn't she?" Emmett asked.

"I thought she was, but for the last month her blood's repulsed me."

"So does that mean she's going to stay away from us now?" Rosalie asked, almost sounding excited.

"I broke up with her, but I don't think she's going to just let it go."

"She won't expose us, will she?" Jasper asked looking towards Alice.

"I don't know. I haven't seen anything. I don't think she'd do that though. Especially not if she wants Edward back."

"Yeah well, look how much the human has changed since we first met her. If she feels spurned she'll do anything to try and get Edward back. Even resort to blackmail." Rosalie said with a sneer. "I told you we should have just killed her."

"Rosalie you aren't helping." Carlisle scolded her.

"Hey I'm just telling the truth. Now that Edward dumped her the Volturi will be watching us closely as soon as they find out and if she decides to expose us they'll kill us all. I don't know about all of you, but I'd rather not have them kill me." She spat jumping up from the couch.

"It's not going to come to that." Edward growled out.

"And how do you know that?"

"Because if I even think that she's going to expose us I'll kill her." Edward said looking her straight in the eye. "I may care about her, but I care about my family even more."

"So can we go and see that restaurant owner tomorrow then?" Alice asked suddenly causing everyone to stop what they were doing and stare at her. "What it's a valid question. We can go for lunch."

"I think that's a wonderful idea, Alice." Esme said smiling at her.

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AN: Here's the next chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. Again, I know Bella's OOC, but...I really don't like her and it's needed.
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