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Alice Knows Best	By : MissiYoung Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 18237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Thoughts in italics, pairings to be announced as the fic progresses-only the Harry!centric pairing will get graphic unless otherwise inspired.
Chapter Five: I Think We Should Listen To Jasper
Getting through Customs was much easier than he'd anticipated, and Harry thanked his lucky stars (and the Prince of Cornwall's amazingly efficient personal assistant) that he breezed through the process.

And then his day got shot all to hell when a tall man with dark skin and an entourage strode toward him just before he reached baggage claim.

"Mr. Potter, we the people of the United States of America are honored to have you here with us!"

Harry very carefully did not groan, roll his eyes, grimace, scowl, or curse (literally or figuratively). Instead he called upon years of being an icon and gave the man a bright smile, professionally ignoring the flashbulbs half blinding him from the other side of a line of Secret Service Agents. Why are they called the Secret Service if everyone knows about them? Fully recognizing the idiotic turn his thoughts were taking, Harry accepted the hand Barack Obama held out to him and shook it the way the politicians had taught him, recognizing the other man's half turn for the perfect picture it undoubtedly would be.

"Mister President, I'm honored to be here. I've really been looking forward to this trip."

The two chatted shortly about what Harry planned to do while in this fine country and how the resources of the government were at his disposal should they be needed. The interview lasted nearly an hour, but it ended on what Harry considered to be a happy note; President Obama made sure there was a perfect sound-byte telling Harry Potter that he was more than welcome to use his wand despite being under the legal age in the States. Since Harry had been anticipating just over a year of living like a Muggle, this was very welcome news. The teen suspected it had something to do with his Diplomatic Immunity.

**

Billy scowled at the mess of people standing between him and his charge. Yes, meeting the President was a pretty big deal-not to mention a tremendous honor-and yes, Billy had even voted for the man, but that didn't make any difference. Obama was a father, couldn't he at least bother to understand that a teenager needed to be treated like a teenager and not a politician? Jacob's grumbling wasn't helping Billy's mood, and neither was the fact that Jacob had his back turned to the gathering as though it would all just go away if he ignored it hard enough. Billy was fairly certain that if Sam and the Elders hadn't mandated Harry's stay on the res, Jacob would be doing everything in his power to get the other boy to leave.

Ring.

Having spoken to her every day for the past two weeks, Billy didn't tense when Alice Cullen's voice came through the phone anymore. Her request for the two families to meet for dinner came as a surprise and Billy promised to Elders and get back to her; they'd wanted to speak with Harry immediately upon his arrival. It was Alice's parting comment that really made Billy's decision for him, and he knew that he'd be visiting the Cullen home for the very first time that night-and he'd be doing it voluntarily.

"Jasper thinks that giving Harry the respect of a full briefing from one soldier to another will make all the difference here, and I can't see anything to that end one way or the other. I really think we should listen to Jasper, Mr. Black."

**

Harry spent most of the ride from Seattle to Forks in silent thought. Billy had been just as jolly and kind as he'd seemed, though the older man was clearly preoccupied. Jacob, on the other hand, hadn't even bothered to look at Harry while he gave a half-hearted greeting and led the way to the car. As soon as they'd hit the road Billy had apologized and pulled out a telephone; the man spent the majority of the ride speaking a language Harry didn't know. Jacob spent that same time trying to strangle the steering wheel and make the other cars on the road explode with his eyes. Well, maybe not explode but Harry actually knew a spell to make things to explode using a combination of thought and intent. The slightly younger teen spent nearly twenty minutes imagining what Jacob would do to him if he actually cast the spell-after he got over the shock of vehicular desecration, of course. That line of thought progressed in the typical fashion for teenage boys; from exploding cars came the Transformers. From there the two thoughts meshed and Harry began imagining what Optimus Prime would do if Jacob tried to ocularly explode him. Would the Autobots declare war on Jacob, and Harry by association, or would they try to recruit the teens in their war against the Decepticons? What if the Autobots and G.I. Joe teamed up? They almost certainly would want that sort of power on their side...

**

About twenty minutes from the reservation Billy hung up the phone and half turned in his seat. The question he'd been planning to ask died in his brain when he realized what he was hearing.

"Are you humming the Transformers theme song?"

Harry gave the man a small smile as he pulled his gaze from the window.

"Yes. My brain is a very strange place."

Billy raised an eyebrow and waited for further explanations. Harry didn't disappoint, filling the father in on his imaginary war with the Decepticons caused by Jacob's vehicular homicide. Billy gazed at his son, not surprised by the wide eyes the teen was now sporting. Neither was he surprised by the grudging intrigue he could read there-Jacob was clearly contemplating what would happen in that situation himself. Billy turned back to their international guest.

"I agree, your brain is a very strange place."

Harry laughed at Billy's solemn tone of voice, and even Jacob cracked a smile; Billy was pleased to see his son's smile grow with his next words.

"Then again, it's supposed to be. You're a teenager, and the teenage mind is not any place a sane person wants to visit."

**

Jacob wasn't really surprised when his father told their guest that they'd been invited to supper with the leaches. He wasn't happy, but he wasn't surprised. Jacob also knew that Bella would probably be there, and he really didn't want to deal with that right now. Unfortunately he really didn't have a choice, not with the Elders and the Alpha in agreement. It was strange to the teen that the Coven and the Pack were working together, but he was man enough to admit that it was also a very good thing. The infighting would do them no good against the Volturi. In fact, the Volturi were likely to use any weakness to their advantage in an effort to take out both groups. And that, Jacob reflected, would be a very bad thing. He knew that he was being rude to their guest but Jacob didn't really know what else to do; they shouldn't need outsiders to defend them in this battle, and Jacob didn't really like calling in help from overseas. Even worse to his mind was the fact that everyone on the res was preparing rooms for the army they hoped this other boy would call to him. As he pulled into the long driveway leading to the Cullen residence Jacob realized that what bothered him most about the whole thing wasn't Bella or his pride at all. What bothered Jacob the most was the fact that a boy a few months younger than him had already found himself in a situation where building an army had been necessary for his continued survival. If that could happen in stodgy old Britain, what was there to protect him in the free spirited USA?

**

Carlisle let his eyes brush across everyone. They'd just heard the car turn up their driveway and the assembled Vampires had tensed. Alice was fairly vibrating in anticipation while Jasper seemed oddly subdued. Esme was flitting about in joyful anticipation, eager to meet the young man that Alice had assured her would soon become her son-in-law; everyone had been confused by that announcement, though Alice refused to tell anyone who Harry would be marrying exactly. All she'd said was that with Harry's arrival Esme would get four sons in law and a daughter in law.

As the car pulled to a stop and the engine shut off the assemblage could hear laughter from two different sources, one clearly Bill Black. They assumed that the other was Harry Potter, since Jacob Black had never given more (or less, depending on ones point of view) than a malicious smirk in their presence.

"Oh, come on, Mr. Black! Megatron would kill to get his hands on a Wizard! Especially if he knew that he could use them to take out Optimus Prime! If I spelled Jacob with the whole car explosion thingy they would probably kidnap him to lure me in, seeing as how I have that whole hero thingy going for me. But while he was waiting he'd try to make Jacob explode the Autobots. It's really a logical conclusion."

Edward's phone buzzed, drawing frowns. They'd told Bella that this was a family evening, why could she not respect that? Studiously ignoring the pathetic whine coming through Edward's phone, the rest of the family concentrated on the conversations coming closer to the house.

"Not a chance. They'd give Jacob back in a heartbeat-he's got that whole teenage angst thing going for him. It'd be the Ransom of Red Chief. And what have I told you about calling me Mr. Black?"

Harry's voice was the overly chipper voice of a teenager fully aware he was being both annoying and a smart ass.

"Do it again and you'll give me a spanking."

Rosalie, surprising her family greatly, let out a loud laugh. Carlisle had been planning to open the door when their guests knocked, but when Rose stood to do it herself he let her; she so rarely wanted contact with anyone outside the family that he was willing to do whatever it took to make her happy.

Author's Note: When I started this chapter, the Transformers were nowhere to be seen. I really have no explanation. As for the number of impending family members, I ask you not to jump to conclusions-just remember, please, that I have a plan. It's a good plan. At least MyLadyVaughan and I think so. You may notice that I do not respond to reviews (unless I feel a very strong reason). This is not because I do not completely ADORE my reviewers-I wish I could make y'all cookies and fudge on an hourly basis. Instead it is because I used to do review responses and my chapters would suffer as a result-I put more effort into my responses than my work and became a total review whore. Don't believe me? Read some of the crap I've written lol. This chapter sponsored by: My last three cigarettes, Dr. Pepper, veggietastic pizza with tons of crushed red pepper flakes, the fact that the man I'm interested in may read this, and continued adventures of Demon Cat.
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