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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.

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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 Eight:

A month later, Harry had grown closer to the coven and some of the wolves as he adapted to living in Forks and running his restaurant. Unfortunately he had been avoiding the wolves since his and Jacob's little fight.

It was the end of August and Emmett and Rosalie were leaving for college that night after they spent some time with their coven and friends. Harry was currently in the kitchen helping Esme whip up dinner for the whole family.

"Oh Harry, I really must thank you for helping me out. I love cooking, but I've never had a reason to since we don't eat." Esme said with a beaming smile as she stirred a pot of sauce.

"It's my pleasure, Esme. I even have something coming in for you later so you can easily order the ingredients."

"Oh you didn't need to do that dear. We don't mind just drinking blood. We've done it for years now." Esme protested.

"Nonsense. I'm happy to. I love helping out the people that I care about, and your coven has become close friends quickly, besides just drinking the blood has got to be boring by now." Harry joked, smiling at her.

"Oh it can get quite boring...that's why we switch up what kind of animal we hunt."

Smiling, Harry looked out the window above the sink where he was washing up strawberries for the dessert and frowned when he saw Edward sitting out back in the grass with a pensive look on his face.

"Esme do you have this?" Harry asked her.

"Of course. Is something wrong dear?" She asked.

"I just want to go and speak with Edward for a few minutes. He asked me something the other week and I don't think he was pleased with the answer."

"Let me guess he told you he was fine and now you can see that he isn't." She said looking out the window.

"Yeah."

"I can handle the kitchen for a little while. Go ahead and talk to him."

"Thanks. I'll be back inside in a little while." Harry said washing his hands off quickly, then walked out the back door and over to the brooding vampire.

"If I knew this was how you were going to react to what I told you, I would have lied to you." Harry said dropping down onto the ground beside the brooding vampire.

"You wouldn't have lied." Edward said without looking away from the sky.

"Yeah, you're probably right. Now I know from first hand experience that it always helps to talk about it. So what's bugging you?"

"Were you serious about your menus?" Edward asked, dropping down to lay on the grass.

"What part?"

"That if the person you're with knows and accepts what you are they could have seen the changes in the menu too?"

"Yeah. I learned the spell from a man who's been in the restaurant business for years. Why do you ask?"

"Because the girl I've been dating for years never did see it. When your restaurant first opened I went with her. Her menu didn't change." Edward said. "She doesn't accept who...what...I am."

"I'm sorry." Harry said, not really knowing what to say.

"It isn't your fault. I should actually be thanking you, because before then I was planning to propose to her. Of course she was changing, so I might not have proposed even if you didn't open a restaurant here."

"Is that the person that's been calling you nonstop?"

"Yeah. I told her it was over, but she didn't seem to accept that. She's been calling everyday, at least fifty times a day."

"Have you tried talking to her again?"

"Twice, but she kept ranting about how I need to come see her and how we needed to start going out again."

Cringing, since that brought up memories of Ginny, Harry said, "Maybe her parents should think about getting her a psychological evaluation."

"To be honest, I don't think her father knows about what's going on."

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked, curiously.

"Because her father, Chief Swan, would have come over here to have a go at me for hurting his daughter.

"He'd want to fight you?"

"More like he'd want to yell at me for hurting his daughter. Plus if he knew, I think he'd be watching the roads more carefully for me so he could give me tickets for speeding." Edward said.

Laughing, Harry bumped their shoulders together and said, "He's got me for that. He's pulled me over like five times since I've moved here. Of course he's only given me warnings though."

"He hasn't given you any tickets? Wow he must like you or something, because the first time we moved here he pulled Rosalie over and gave her a ticket."

Laughing, Harry said, "Maybe. Now come on, I know you wanted to see how I anything with strawberries

"What are you making with strawberries?." Edward asked, licking his lips.

"You just love tasting strawberries again." Harry teased.

"Well they were my favorite food when I was still alive."

"I found a recipe for strawberry cheesecake crepes. I tried them the other night and they came out great." Harry said standing up and holding his hand out for Edward to take, even though the vampire could easily lift himself up with only one finger.

"Never tried cheesecake before. I don't think it was around when I was turned." Edward said.

"It didn't exist around here until the 1900's and it was most popular in New York...sorry, my teacher crammed this into my head in school." Harry said, grinning.

"So is it any good?"

"Oh yeah. Cheesecake is great. Especially when you add different things to it. The last one I made was a strawberry and banana cheesecake...of course I didn't get to try it because Sirius had it gone so quickly."

Chuckling, Edward walked into the house followed by Harry and stopped short when he saw Esme smacking Emmett on the back of the hand with a spatula.

While Emmett whined and rubbed at the back of his hand, Harry whispered to Edward, "I'd feel sorry for him, but I think the poor spatula took the most damage."

"If you stick around in the kitchen I'm gonna have to put you to work." Harry warned him as he moved back over to the sink.

Pulling out a few packets of blood that had been sitting in a pot of warm water, Harry sliced a little hole in it and poured some of the blood into the crepe mix.

"What kind of blood is that?" Edward asked while sniffing the air.

"Unicorn blood. What's it smell like?" Harry asked pulling out a little notebook.

"It smells sweet. I could probably help you more if I tasted it." He said nonchalantly.

Chuckling, Harry motioned for him to come over and scooped up some of the blood into a large tablespoon.

"Here, tell me what it tastes like so that I can write it down." He ordered, flipping open his notebook to a page with a chart.

"It has a tangy, sweet aftertaste. Almost like an apple." Edward said, tossing the spoon into the sink.

"Oh now that's just not fair." Emmett said from his spot in the doorway. "How come he gets to taste and I don't."

Rolling her eyes, Esme said, "Boys will be boys no matter what their age."

Laughing, Harry wordlessly held out another tablespoon that he filled with blood.

Grinning, Emmett strode forwards and accepted the spoon. Slipping the spoon between his lips, Emmett let out loud slurps and moans causing the others in the room to laugh at his antics.

Shaking his head, Harry turned back to the crepe mixture and mixed the blood into it then set it back on the counter.

Moving over to Esme's side, Harry helped her plate up the salmon and pasta then carried it into the dining room.

Calling out to the others, Esme set the plates on the table then moved back into the kitchen to gather up the drinks that they had whipped up.

It was a fruity drink with a few different kinds of alcohol and blood for the vampires, while Harry's was just the alcohol and fruit. It tasted pretty much like a spiked fruit punch.

Forty five minutes later Esme and Harry were back in the kitchen to finish up the dessert.

Pouring a small ladle full of the crepe mix, Harry slowly tilted the pan in a circular motion to evenly spread the crepe around.

Flipping off the stove two minutes later, Harry flipped the crepe onto a plate and moved over to help Esme construct the rest of the crepes that had already been cooked.

Slathering some strawberry jam on the bottom of the crepe, Harry then placed a large glob of the cheesecake mixture and a few chopped up strawberries then folded the crepe.

Carrying the plates into the living room, Esme and Harry passed them around before they both took a seat. Harry sat on the couch beside Edward, and Esme sat beside Carlisle on the love seat.

"Are you not having any?" Edward asked.

"No. I had so much sugar in the past few days that if I eat anymore I'm going to go sugar crazy." Harry said with a laugh.

While everyone else ate, Harry excused himself and made his way outside to his bike. Flipping open the bag that hung off the side of it, Harry pulled out two wrapped presents, a wrapped bundle of parchment and then gave a sharp whistle, causing a small black owl that blended into the dark night to soar down and perch on his shoulder.

When he stepped back into the living room, Harry was pleased to see that the plates had all been scraped clean.

"What's with the bird?" Emmett asked while wrapping his arm around Rosalie's shoulder.

"This is for the family. I've gotten him so that Esme, or any of you, can order supplies for the food you want to cook." He said carefully shrugging his shoulder, which caused the owl to hoot and fly over to one of the chairs and perch on it. "I've also gotten this parchment made up with the suppliers address and information on it."

"What good does that do?" Esme asked, curiously.

"Nothing, but I figured it would make it easier so you didn't have to hunt for one piece of paper with the address until you got it memorized." Harry said.

"You know you really didn't have to get...what's his name?" Esme asked.

"He's yours to name." Harry said pulling out his wand and resizing the two packages that were bound together. "This is also for you all. One Rosalie and Emmett will take with them when they go and one that you can hang here in the house."

"You didn't have to do that." Esme said.

"No I didn't, but I wanted to. I have few friends, and the friends that I do have, are more like family to me." Harry said handing one of the packages to Rosalie and the other to Esme.

When they had both carefully unwrapped the gifts, Emmett said, "A mirror? Rosie will never leave our apartment now."

Chuckling, Harry said, "It's not just any mirror. It's a mirror that you can use to see and talk with your family. I have set it up so that all you need to do is say the name of the coven, or the coven member, that you want to talk to, but I can have it changed to where you'll need to say a certain phrase or set of words to get it to work."

"What like, 'mirror, mirror, on the wall?" Emmett teased.

"It could be that, or a story. I heard that one person was so paranoid that you had to say the whole history of Merlin, word for word, before the mirror could be used."

"Thank you, Harry. Very much." Esme said moving over to pull him into a hug.

Blushing, Harry returned the hug, while looking towards Edward for help.

"Esme, why don't you and Alice go see where you can hang the mirror up." Edward suggested.

"Oh I think I know the best spot." Alice said jumping up from her seat. "Come on, Esme." She added before she bounced out of the room.

"Is she always that bouncy?" Harry asked.

"Oh yeah. My Alice has been like that since the day I first met her and hasn't had a day she's been down yet." Jasper said with a laugh.

"Harry thank you for this, but I have packing to finish up." Rosalie said, giving Emmett a look.

"Huh? Oh packing...right." Emmett said with a grin as he jumped up from his seat. Tossing a wave over his shoulder, he followed his wife up the stairs.

Noticing as Jasper began to tense up, Harry asked, "That potion not working with the blood lust?"

"It works when I'm in close proximity to most of the others, but it doesn't work when I'm alone or only with one or two of the coven." Jasper said.

Nodding, Harry said, "I guess I'll have to try and get in touch with a different potions master. I know one that might be able to tweak it and make it work."

"Until then I think I'll call it a night, because it's getting to be a little much. Goodnight, Harry." Jasper said exiting the room.

"I believe I shall also retreat for the night." Carlisle said standing up. "I have a few cases I would like to review before tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Carlisle." Both Harry and Edward called out as he left.

Sitting in silence, Harry stroked the owls head as he flew over to get attention from the two remaining people in the room.

"Do you have any plans on going to college?" Harry asked.

"Not for a little while. I've done so much learning since I've been turned. I was thinking of just hanging around and relaxing. Maybe even bug you into teaching me about Wizardry."

Smiling, Harry stood up and said, "Come on, let's go for a walk."

Nodding, Edward stood up and followed Harry to the door then held his coat up for Harry to slip his arms into it.

"Still a gentleman after so many years." Harry teased as he reached out and pulled open the door.

Stepping outside, Harry was struck by something that caused a burning in his cheek and his face to jerk to the side.

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