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Forks Cuisine	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 70977 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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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 Seven:

"I can't believe that blood sucking leech!" Jacob Black ranted as he burst through the front door of Harry's cabin at nine thirty at night and threw himself down onto the black couch that sat against the wall.

"What? What happened?" Harry asked, while instinctively reaching for his wand.

"Poor Bella called me earlier tonight sobbing because that leech, Edward Cullen, broke up with her and now he isn't talking to her."

"Why did he break up with her?" Harry asked putting his wand away.

"All she said was that he broke up with her because she asked him to take her out once in a while."

"Just because he wouldn't take her out? Look, Jake, I don't know her or him that well, but I can safely say that you should probably get his side of the story first."

"Bella wouldn't lie about something like that." Jacob said stubbornly.

"I thought a girl I knew wouldn't lie either, but she did."

"What happened?"

"My best mates little sister was obsessed with me and would always ask me to go out with her. I'd turn her down, gently, but she'd always ask. Everyone thought it was just because I had saved her life and that she'd get over it and it seemed like she had. But a few years ago I started to go out with this bloke and she attacked him. She was saying that I was hers and that we were getting married and that the slut should stay away from me...her words, not mine. She had even stole my mothers engagement ring and wedding dress out of my family's vault and wore them in secret. She insisted that I had proposed to her and that the Minister of Magic, who hates me, had to marry us because I was lying. It was only her family taking my side that stopped him from forcing me to marry her."

"Ouch."

"Yeah, now I'm not saying that your friend is lying and going around wearing a wedding dress and ring in private, but the other side is always important to know, because if no one asked my side I would have been forced to marry her."

"You would have been forced to marry her? Why?"

"Engagements are something you don't break in the wizarding world. Not only would it shame the family, an engagement is made with a wizarding oath. If you break a wizarding oath you can kiss your magic goodbye."

"But what if both parties agree that the engagement should be ended?"

"If both parties agree then the oath can be broken with no repercussions except for a temporary drain of their magic."

"So what happened to her?" Jacob asked.

"Her family had her committed to a psychiatric ward. They hope that with time she'll be able to be let out and return home, but it doesn't look good She still rants about me cheating on her and about going back on my promise." Harry said with a shudder.

"Sorry to hear that." Jacob said. "So what's this I hear from Sirius about you inviting vampires over to your place?"

"The matriarch of the coven asked if I could teach her how to cook. I offered to have her over here to teach her."

"Sorry, you can't do that. Your house is on Quileute territory."

"Excuse me? This is my home. I don't care if it's on Quileute territory. If I want to invite that whole coven over to my home then I will."

"Harry, they can't without breaking our treaty. Besides they're just blood sucking leeches." Jacob said with a sneer.

"So because they're different you won't let them on your land?" Harry asked in a dark voice.

"Exactly."

"I think you should leave, Jacob." Harry said, trying to stop his hands from shaking.

"What? Why?" Jacob asked, confused.

"You're telling me you won't let someone onto your land because they're different. If you remember what Sirius told you about the war we came from, every person that died, died because they were different or had different views than the dark lord. That group of people included my parents." Harry said.

"I'm sorry..." Jacob started to say.

"Don't. I don't want a false apology. I realize you all don't like each other and it's years of hatred between your pack and their clan, but if you don't know them I don't see how you can act like that unless it's just a stupid hatred because they're different."

Sighing, Jacob ran his hand through his hair and stood up. Opening his mouth to say something, Jacob hesitated then shook his head and made his way out of the house.

Shaking his head, Harry stood up and made his way to the mudroom located on the side of the house, where the most used entrance was located, and slipped on his calf high motorcycle boots. Then, grabbed his helmet, keys, and side saddle bag and made his way out to his bike.

Slipping onto the bike, Harry turned the key and started it up and turned on the headlight, then revved the engine a few times before he sped out onto the road going well over the speed limit knowing that the spells he had put on the bike would protect him.

He had barely gotten into Forks, the only way to get to Port Angeles from his house, when he heard and saw a police car pull out behind him with its lights flashing and siren going.

Groaning, Harry pulled over and turned off his bike as the dark haired officer climbed out of his car and walked up to him.

Pulling off his helmet, Harry set it on the bike in front of him, and plastered his cheesiest smile on his face.

"I haven't had anyone going twenty miles over the speed limit in months." The man said. "I need to see your license and registration, please." He said, holding out his hand.

Digging into his pocket, Harry pulled out the two papers and gave them to the man, C. Swan, if his coat was correct, then watched as he made his way back to his car.

Looking around, Harry saw Remus and Sirius coming out of the grocery store and waved at them. After a brief stop to stare at him, both Sirius and Remus made their way to their own car while shaking their heads. Even though it wasn't known that he was a werewolf, Remus still tended to avoid people and did his shopping late at night or early in the morning.

After only about five minutes, the cop came back over and handed Harry both of his papers back.

"Alright, since you're new here and I know that there isn't a speed limit sign on the road you came from, I'm only going to give you a warning this time. The speed limit in town is only thirty miles per hour. If I pull you over again for speeding I won't be as nice."

"Of course, and thank you officer Swan."

"Chief Charlie Swan. Welcome to Forks Mr. Potter, and remember no speeding."

Grinning, Harry said, "I'll try my hardest, Chief."

Shaking his head, Charlie said, "See that you do."

Pulling his helmet back on, Harry started his bike and slowly drove down the road until he had reached the short interstate that would bring him to Port Angeles.

�@It was about thirty minutes later that he was pulling into the parking lot of the mall and climbing off of his bike. After glancing around to make sure the coast was clear, Harry shrunk his helmet and placed it in his bag.

Walking into the mall, Harry was unaware of two pairs of golden eyes staring at him. As he walked, the owner of said eyes, crept up behind him and one latched onto his arm.

Tensing up, Harry reached for his wand, as he turned towards the person attached to his arm. When he saw Alice Cullen, he sighed and said, "You should be careful when you jump on someone that's been in a war. We tend to react before we think." Harry said.

"I'm a seer, Harry. I would have saw it if you were going to attack me." Alice said.

"You mean you don't see my death?" Harry asked with a grin.

"What?" Rosalie asked, looking at him as if he was crazy.

"Long story short, a seer from my old school used to see a new way I'd die everyday. I think she was a fake, but..." Harry trailed off with a shrug.

"If I ever see your death I'll be sure to tell Edward."

"Edward? Why would you tell him?" Harry asked, confused.

"No reason." Alice said with a giggle.

Shaking his head fondly at her, Harry said, "What ever you say, Alice. Now what were you two beautiful ladies doing here this late at night without an escort?"

"We're going shopping for clothing. Rosalie and Emmett are going away to college soon and Rosie needs more clothes." Alice said.

"You guys go to school? Doesn't that get boring?" Harry asked.

"In high school, yes. But there are so many different courses we can take in college that it hasn't gotten boring yet."

Nodding in understanding, Harry asked, "What are you going for, if you don't mind me asking."

"Emmett is going to the Birkbeck college in London and I am going to Chelsea a college of art and design, also in London." Rosalie said.

"Well you'll be used to the weather. It's the same as Forks." Harry said.

"That's why we picked it. It's hard to find a school that has bad weather most of the year." Rosalie said.

"Well I'd offer to join you, but I shopped enough for clothes before I moved here. Maybe the next time you go I'll join you."

"Oh Emmett and Jasper are going to want to kill you now, gay or not." Alice said.

"Why's that?"

"Because not only do you flirt with us, even though we all know nothing will come from it, you like shopping from time to time. Emmett and Jasper absolutely hate shopping with us and do anything to avoid it."

"Well maybe you can use that to get them to go shopping with you." Harry said. Noticing the look that passed between the coven sisters, Harry chuckled and added, "I'm gonna head off now. Have fun and try not to skin your mates alive...you know what I mean."

Heading towards the bookstore, Harry waved to the two girls and watched as they walked into the lingerie store.

Blushing at the sight of the store, Harry turned and hurried into the bookstore and over to the cuisine section and began to browse.

****END CHAPTER****

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