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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 Nine:

Acting without thinking, Edward surged forwards with a snarl and yanked the person backwards and away from Harry. Grabbing onto the person's throat, Edward started to tighten his hold until Harry threw a spell at him that caused a shock to pulse in his body and his hold to slacken.

"Don't, Edward. You'll regret it as soon as you get control of yourself." Harry said while tugging at the snarling vampires arm, ignoring the heat radiating from his cheek.

Snarling at the staggering figure, Edward moved back beside Harry and protectively wrapped an arm around his waist.

"So this is the little whore you left me for? I have to say, Eddie, I didn't take you for a queer." Bella Swan spat as she wobbled on her feet.

"Says the drunk little princess who isn't even old enough to drink." Rosalie sneered as she and Emmett stepped outside with the rest of the coven hovering in the doorway.

"I've got this." Edward said darkly as he glared and bared his teeth at his ex. "Go back inside."

"We'll be out here in a flash if you need us, Edward." Carlisle said, ushering the other members of the coven back inside.

"What are you doing here, Bella?" Edward snarled.

"I told you we are not over, and you've been ignoring me. That's not something a good boyfriend does." Bella said, stumbling over the words.

Tilting his head to the side, Harry studied the girl in front of him and said, "So you're the one Jacob told me about. I take it back. You must be a crazy bitch if you walk around slapping people just because they're talking to your ex."

"He isn't my ex!" Bella screeched, trying to lunge at him.

"Bella, that's enough." Edward snapped, grabbing a hold of her and squeezing her wrist until it became painful.

"Let go of me, or else I'm going to tell Jacob." She shouted, tugging on her wrist.

"Seems to me like you're using him when you don't get things you want." Harry said crossing his arms.

"Shut up you little slut. He's mine and he'll always be mine. You're just a little replacement until Edward decides to come crawling back to me."

"Bella, for the last time, it is over between us. Go home and sleep off the alcohol and I won't tell your father that you showed up drunk."

"No." She said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm not leaving. And if you try to make me I'll tell Jacob you hurt me."

"Oh yes, because that will just make him welcome you back." Harry said dryly as his cheek pulsed from the slap. "I think it's time for you to go home."

"You can't tell me what to do. This isn't your house."

"No, it isn't. But I'm not going to let you stand here and insult and upset my friends. Besides, what would daddy think if he found out that you got drunk?"

"Are you threatening me?" She asked glaring at him, trying to step towards him only to fall to the ground in a heap, unconscious.

Sighing, Edward moved over and picked her up. "I guess I should take her inside and let her sleep this off."

"I think you should bring her home and let her father take care of her. She'll never learn if you keep her here. She's going to think that you really do want her back and that you're only playing hard to get."

"I suppose you're right. I just don't want her to get in trouble. I mean, I did break up with her."

"So? Just because you broke up with her gives her the right to stalk and harass you?"

"Of course not, but..."

"Then don't blame yourself. You're how old? You should know that."

"Well I didn't exactly date when I was human or after I was turned." Edward said in his defense.

"Okay. Now bring her home so her father can deal with his daughter. Want me to go with you?"

"No. I think I can handle this."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Go ahead and head on home. I'll see you later."

"Alright. Just be careful, huh?"

"It takes a lot to kill me, Harry."

"It might take a lot to kill you, but only a little to expose you." Harry said as Edward carried Bella over to his car and placed her into the back seat.

As Edward walked back, Harry led the way into the house and gathered up his things and said goodbye to the Cullens.

A few minutes later, Harry was pulling his helmet on and starting his bike up. Following Edward down the driveway, they separated at the end with waves.

Speeding down the street, Harry was lost in thought and it seemed as if he was pulling into his house quicker than normal.

As soon as he crossed the threshold into his house, Harry saw the fire spring to life as a recorded message from a missed fire call started to play.

"Harry you need to get to St. Mungos as soon as you get this. Ron's had an accident during his latest match with the Cannons." Hermione's head said. "We'll be in the broken bones and fractures ward. They're releasing him after they fix him up, but that won't be for a few hours. I know you'd want to be here."

Dropping his helmet and keys onto his end table then made his way over to the fireplace and tossed in the floo power. Shouting out his destination, Harry stepped into the fire and was swept away.

Stumbling as he came out in St. Mungos floo room, Harry made his way out into the hallway ignoring the stares from the doctors, nurses and patients.

Making his way into the broken bones and fractures ward, Harry headed towards the small group of redheads that mingled around outside of one room.

"What happened?" Harry asked, slightly panicked, when he caught sight of Molly Weasley slumped against her husband in a daze one of the chairs. "I thought Hermione said it wasn't anything bad."

"It isn't. Mum just freaked out a little bit. She had a flashback to losing Fred, George, and Bill. The doctor gave her a mild calming potion." Charlie explained.

Smiling sadly, Harry cringed as he remembered the deaths. Bill had been taken down by Fenrir Greyback who had ruthlessly tore out the eldest redheads throat and then left him on the stoop of his parents house in a sick prelude to the upcoming battle.

George had been taken down by a stray killing curse in front of his mother seconds before the battle ended.

Fred had followed only days after by taking his own life because of the silence of the bond he shared with his twin. He had left a note begging for forgiveness and understanding, but that he couldn't live with the other side of his bond silent.

"Shouldn't Percy be here?" Harry asked.

Scowling, Charlie said, "That jerk sent an owl saying that Ron probably deserved what happened to him."

"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked, scowling.

"He's getting over the boys deaths. He's turning right back into his old self; obsessed with work and ignoring his family. I think that's what really pushed mum over the edge."

Shaking his head, Harry looked up when the door to Ron's room opened and he limped out with Hermione hovering behind him.

"What happened to mum?" Ron asked, almost throwing himself into the chair next to his mother.

"Mum was just worried about you." Charlie said, knowing that if he brought up Percy and the letter, Ron's temper would get the best of him and he would storm off to attack Percy for upsetting their mother.

"Mu." Ron called, moving to kneel in front of his mother with a wince from his protesting bones.

Shaking herself with a dazed look, Molly wrapped her arms around Ron and cried out, "My little Ron. You're alright."

"I'm fine, mum." Ron said, rubbing his mothers back. "It was just a little break. Nothing horrible." Ron said.

"Breaking four ribs, all the bones in your leg, and both arms is not 'nothing horrible', Ronald. You know better than to lie to your mother." Molly said, giving Ron a soft swat on the back of his head.

"Sorry mum." Ron said, sounding anything but.

"That's alright, Ronald." She said turning to face her husband. "Arthur dear I think I'd like to go home and rest for a few hours."

"Of course, Molly." Arthur said, helping her stand up.

"I'll stop by a little later." Ron whispered to his father. "I'll fire call first, just in case she's sleeping."

Nodding, Arthur wrapped an arm around Molly's waist and said, "Come on, dear."

"I've got to get back to the dragon reserve. I wish I could stick around, but ten of our female dragons are about ready to give birth." Charlie said, staring at his parents backs. "If mum seems to get as bad as when it first happened call me and I'll get back here."

"I'll fire call you later and let you know how she's doing." Ron said as he slowly pushed himself up from the kneeling position he had been in.

Immediately moving forwards, Hermione allowed Ron to lean on her so that he wasn't putting all that weight on his leg.

"How bad are you really hurt?" Harry asked after Charlie left.

"The doc said that if I fell from about a foot higher I would have broken my back, and not even potions can truly fix that. I'll be lucky if I lose this limp."

"What about your position on the Cannons?" Hermione asked her husband.

"I'm off for the rest of the season and I need to do some physical therapy in the muggle world. The owner said that he wouldn't replace me until we know if I'll be able to play next season."

"But you're healed? Why would you not be able to play next season?" Harry asked.

"Because my bones will still be weak from this accident. The physical therapy will help strengthen my muscles and I'll be taking calcium to strengthen my bones."

"Don't worry, Ron. I'm sure you'll be just fine for next season." Hermione said, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Harry, I hate to be a bother, but would you mind going to check out that town for me tomorrow? I think with Ron's accident and mum having a little breakdown it would be best for Ron and I to spend some time with her."

"Of course, Mione. What do you want me to look for?"

"You remember that camcorder I got you for Christmas last year? Take that with and film everything. The site you're going to is Hanford, Washington. It's about five or six hours from Forks, but it has a High School that's still standing and it's huge...from what I've seen online." Hermione explained. "It's also great because it's all gated in except for a few walking paths and people tend to avoid that area because a few nuclear reactors were built close to it. The last was was decommissioned over fifteen years ago and even if there's any residue left over in the air a few wards will block it."

"I gotta say, Mione, you've got a lot of things planned after such a short amount of time." Harry said, shaking his head.

"This is the easy part. I just need to look around. The hard part will be getting the area, getting word out about the school, finding teachers, getting supplies, finding..." Hermione said before she was cut off.

"We get it 'Mione." Ron said, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "The rest will be hard work."

"Just for that, you'll be looking through books for information for me." Hermione said, glaring at him.

Groaning, Ron whispered, "Me and my big mouth."

"It always does get you in trouble mate." Harry said with a laugh as Hermione and Ron stopped at the main desk to pick up the portkey that would bring them home.

"When will I ever learn?"

Chuckling, Harry followed them towards the room with the fireplaces and said, "I'll stop by after I get home tomorrow to drop off the video so you can look at it."

"Thank you, Harry. I really appreciate you going."

"It's no problem. I'm probably going to go early in the morning because I do have to open the restaurant tomorrow."

"That's no problem, Harry. You know I'm up by six in the morning every day."

Nodding, Harry tossed a hand of floo power into the fireplace and called out his destination. Waving at Ron and Hermione, Harry stepped into the fireplace and was whisked away.

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