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A Curious Nature	By : CondemnedForLife Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 28002 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Summary: For the Black-Lupin family, Forks is a second chance at life and at love for a group of war-damaged teenagers and their parents. Post-War. Harry/Jacob

Pairings: Harry Potter/Jacob Black, Remus/Sirius, Draco/Seth, Theo/Embry, Hermione/Blaise, Ron/Neville.

Category: Harry Potter/Twilight

Genre: Romance/Family

Rating: M/NC-17

Warnings: Mature themes, slash, gay (male/male) relationships, some angst, drama, gay sex, crossover, canon for books one to four and AU after that.

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An indignant yelp came from the centre of the bed when the artic fox there was once again buried under a pile of clothes. Harry shimmied out from under the shirt trying to strangle him and curled up in the middle of the pillow at the head of the bed, watching out for anymore flying clothes.

A pair of black jeans were dodged just in time and the black fox let out a small bark that has its entire body vibrating.

"What?" Draco's voice is muffled inside his closet.

Harry jumped off the bed and trotted over to him, yanking on his trousers leg to get his attention. The blond glances down at the sad emerald eyes, then over to the mess on the bed and sighed. Picking up his temporarily furry brother, he kissed the fuzzy head in apology and, after conjuring a cushion, placed it and Harry on the chest of drawers beside him.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I'm just a bit worked up about tonight," Draco sighed, bending down to pick up a grey pair of slacks. He gave them a once over, before they joined the growing pile of discards on the bed.

Harry whimpered, black ears bent backwards.

"I know I'm getting myself worked up over nothing," the wizard replied quietly. "But you know how much I dislike vampires."

A reprimanding yip answered him.

"I know their supposedly vegetarians and if they are I'll have no problem with them, but if they're not. . ." His voice trailed off ominously.

Emerald eyes gazed at him sadly and Draco smiled, scratching the fox under his chin causing him to thump his tail happily against the cushion.

"We can't all be as trusting as you are Harry," Draco whispered, his expression sad. "I know you like to believe in giving everyone a chance, but some people just don't deserve them. No matter who they are."

Harry whined when he saw that familiar blank façade overcoming the blonde's features. He hated Draco's method of dealing with pain. Instead of crying, or screaming, or even punching things like Ron had a habit of doing, Draco closed himself off from everyone and everything. Trying his best to block off the emotions threatening to overwhelm him and Harry was afraid that one day, he wouldn't be able to pull back from it. That he would remain a stoic, emotionless shell of the person he used to be.

Trying to stop the process before it began was something that everyone in the house, had quickly come used to. Just a simple, gentle touch accompanied by some kind words usually had Draco opening up to that person. Crying or speaking about what was bothering him instead of closing off.

This time a gentle lick across his palm from a rough tongue had Draco blinking rapidly, then smiling through a sheen of tears. Without warning he picked Harry up and cuddled him to his chest. Though surprised for a second, Harry quickly adjusted. People tended to pick him up a lot when he was in his animagus form.

Ron, Theo, Blaise and Neville were all far too large to pick up when they transformed. Draco was too. . . slippery for lack of a better word and Hermione, while she didn't mind perching on someone's shoulder as a red panda, was rather opposed to being cuddled. Several claw marks bore witness to that.

"Its my mom's birthday today," Draco choked out, crumpling to the ground with Harry still in his arms. "I know that everyone hates my parents. And I can understand, I hate them too. But I love them as well. Does that make me a bad person?"

Harry merely looked at him sadly and shook his furry head vigorously. While Blaise, Theo and Draco's parents, or parent in Theo's case, were all locked up in Azkaban, Draco was the only one who could honestly say that he sometimes missed his parents. From a young age Blaise had been subjected to vigorous training in the Dark arts that had turned him viciously against his parents and Theo had no reason to hold any emotion towards his father except for hate.

Draco though. . . his parents had never been abusive. They had never harmed him in anyway, up until the night he had been dragged into his father's dungeons and ordered to either kill an innocent little girl or be executed. His decisions from then on had been quite simple. Kill mindlessly under a madman and his father or fight for a worthy cause.

However, it didn't really sink in for him until the end of sixth year. They had been buying their school supplies in Diagon Alley when Death Eaters had apparated onto the cobbled street and started sending curses in every direction, setting the closest buildings on fire and causing destruction throughout the entire alley. Harry had refused to leave and the others stuck with him.

It was outside Madame Malkin's burning shop that Draco had come face to face with his father. Having not seen the man in nearly sixth months, the blonde barely suppressed the urge to hug his father but he resisted. A moment of silence hung between them as the battle raged on around them and then with a grimace, Lucius Malfoy had held up his wand and shot the Killing Curse at his only son.

Shocked, Draco had barely managed to dodge the curse and after recovering had sent his own barrage of spells back at his father, most of them defensive and none as deadly as the ones Lucius was throwing at him. Catching him in a weak spot, Draco sent a Stunning spell at his father, unable to seriously harm the man and had left him there on the street, his vision blocked by tears which he blamed on the smoke in the air.

"It doesn't make you a bad person."

Both heads, one blond and one furry, shot up to the door where Sirius was leaning on the frame and smiling at Draco sympathetically.

"But-"

"Draco," the animagus cut him off kindly. "They're your parents. No matter what they did, its only natural that you have feelings for them."

The blond wizard scowled angrily. "How can I though? I watched them both kill countless innocent people. My father tortured muggles, children. He wanted me to hurt Emily-" He stopped speaking abruptly at the reminder of the little muggleborn girl who he saved at risk to his own life.

Sirius crossed the room and sank down onto the ground beside them. He held out his hand and after a moment Draco placed his pale hand inside the bigger one. Anxiously, Harry glanced between the two of them and whined, only slightly reassured when Sirius smiled comfortingly at him.

"I knew from a very young age that I was different from the rest of my family," Sirius said quietly. "I could feel my interest waning when ever they spoke about the Dark Lord and how great he had been. I would feel sick to my stomach when I heard my mother and father talking about pureblood supremacy and how it was our right to rule over the muggles. That we were the masters and they were the slaves."

Harry shuddered with horror at the very thought of slavery. In primary school he had devoured books about the Roman Empire, and while he had revelled in the facts about the great empire, he had cowered away from the information about slaves. It resembled his home life enough that he didn't want to examine it any further.

"Despite how much my home life. . . sucked," Sirius grinned when Draco chuckled, "I always had Regulus there by my side. We'd laugh at Mother and Father's notions of grandeur, the ones they were sure they would experience when the Dark Lord returned. Regulus was my best friend right up until I went to Hogwarts." Sirius took a deep shuddering breath and looked pained, his gaze unfocused.

"We kept in contact through letters that first year but even then I could sense something was wrong. He didn't mock our parents, tell me all the embarrassing things they did while I was gone like he promised he would. When I went home that Christmas he was quiet. More reserved than I'd ever seen him. He never laughed at my jokes or came into my room just to talk. He kept to himself the entire time I was home. " Sirius smiled sadly and shook his head. "He wasn't my Regulus anymore. Something had happened while I was gone and even to this day I have no idea what happened to change him so much and to be honest I think I'd rather not know. Ignorance is bliss after all."

"Over the next few years we grew further and further apart until one day I realised that I hadn't spoken to my own brother in almost four months and he lived in the same school as me. When I finally plucked up the courage to approach him in the library one day I heard him and a friend talking about the most recent Death Eater initiation ceremony and how they couldn't wait for their own."

Harry scrambled over to his godfather, tripping slightly as he fell into the man's lap and licked his hand in comfort. Sirius scratched his ears absently mindedly and Harry struggled to pay attention to the rest of the conversation because all he wanted to do was push into those wonderful hands on his ears.

"I was such a coward," Sirius confided in them, his expression ashamed and his eyes glittering. "I couldn't bear to talk to him after what I had overheard. Not when I had just recently joined the Order and was fighting against everything Regulus believed in."

Sirius took a shuddering breath and Harry and Draco held their own because they knew what was coming next. "A year later he was dead. And it wasn't until you lot found out the truth about that locket that I realised that he hadn't been as into the whole Death Eater thing as I thought. Instead he had sacrificed his own life to bring down the Dark Lord."

Draco discreetly wiped the tears from his eyes. The story of Sirius' brother always got them emotional. Sirius' next words had Draco hissing in outrage though.

"Like a true Gryffindor, eh Harry?" Sirius chuckled and Harry yipped loudly in agreement ignoring the blond who was rolling his eyes.

The dog animagus placed a gentle hand on his son's shoulder and bright blue eyes glanced up at him warily. "Never, ever be ashamed of you emotions Draco," Sirius said firmly, "It doesn't make you a bad person because you still love your family. It just makes you human."

The Slytherin boy nodded his head jerkily and after a moment of reluctance he threw himself into Sirius' arms which were already opening in expectance. Barely avoiding being crushed by his brother, Harry dodged out of the way and whined in annoyance. He was ignored by the two and decided to leave them alone so that Sirius could finish reassuring Draco.

With difficulty the little fox clambered up out to the bed and burrowed underneath the pile of Draco's clothes on the bed. It was dark and warm in here, just like a den and perfect for an afternoon nap. Happily, Harry dozed off safe and comfortable in his clothed haven.

Pulling back from the blond, Sirius reached up with one hand to stroke the tears away from the boy's face. "Feeling better," he inquired gently.

Draco sniffed and nodded, reaching up to push back his blonde hair. "Yeah," he replied hoarsely. "Thanks."

"No problem." With a groan Sirius hoisted himself off of the floor and back on his feet.

Draco stood up fluidly and smirked at his guardian. "Getting a bit stiff in your old age?" He laughed and dodged the whack aim at his head, darting back into his wardrobe.

"Insolent little buggers the lot of them," Sirius grumbled on his way out the door. He gasped in shock when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and dragged him back against a strong chest.

A rumbling growl sounded in his ear, "I remember when you were an insolent little bugger yourself."

Sirius shivered at the hot air that blew over his ear and gulped when his mate's groin was pressed firmly into his backside. He spun around in Remus' arms and grinned up at his husband. "I wasn't the only one," he whispered coyly, lowering his eyelashes.

Remus growled at the heated look his mate threw him and bent down to capture his mouth in a passionate kiss. The black-haired man moaned when an insistent tongue delved into his mouth and stoked over his tongue, twining his own with his mate's. Arms came up to mind themselves around the werewolves neck as Sirius pressed his entire body to Remus' and ground against the hardening organ pushing at his thigh.

A loud cough broke the two apart and Sirius pushed his stray hair out of his eyes to see Blaise and Hermione grinning at them, their hands interlocked.

"Not to interrupt that fascinating display," Hermione grinned, "but maybe you should take it somewhere more private."

Remus began to turn red while Sirius merely let out a bark of laughter. "Well, you heard the smartest witch of her age," the animagus whispered, "we need privacy."

They left two chuckling teenagers behind them as they hurried down to their room at the end of the hall.

"Don't forget silencing charms," Blaise yelled after them. The door opened for a minute while Sirius made a rude hand gesture at his adopted son before slamming shut again.

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In his room, Theo was having much the same problems as Draco in picking out an outfit he could wear to his date with Theo. Well, without the drama and swearing.

Picking up a green t-shirt, Theo tugged the one he already had on over his head. He paused when he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror and puzzlement crossed his mind. What did Embry see in him? He barely had any muscles, he was short for his age and he wasn't at all beautiful.

Embry with his golden skin, dark brown eyes and rolling muscles could have anyone he wanted. Yet, he chose you, a little voice in Theo's head reminded him. A small smile crossed his face and Theo was surprised at the way his eyes brightened in his face. Happiness, it was a strange look on him. Good, but definitely strange.

Looking away from his reflection, Theo pulled on the t-shirt and then grimaced. Way too Slytherin. Firing it pack into a drawer he began to rummage for another top, determined the find the right one. He startled when something brushed across his leg and looked down to see a bright orange cat staring up at him.

Theo frowned. He had still not forgiven Crookshanks for chewing his thirty galleon quill to pieces.

"Shoo." He waved his hands in the general direction of the door and began to pull out a maroon jumper before stuffing it back in. What the hell were Ron's clothes doing in his room?

A plaintive meow had the brunet turning back to the frustrating cat. "I don't have any more quills for you to eat," Theo told the cat crossly. Crookshanks tilted his flat face to one side curiously and Theo was hard pressed not to grin, especially when the cat began to roll over onto its back and twist around.

Sighing, he fell to his knees beside his sister's cat and reached out to rub the furry stomach. Almost immediately Crookshanks twirled himself back around and stood up. Theo could see now that the cat had been lying on a grey turtleneck that he hadn't seen when he was looking for a top. Delighted he picked up the top and rubbed Crookshanks on the head.

"You know, you're not all bad," the brunet said happily, Crookshanks merely meowed and began to clean his paws in a dismissive manner now that his work was done. Picking up his wand from the bed, Theo pointed it at a sock and a quick incantation had in turning into a small, brown mouse. Eyes lighting up, Crookshanks followed the mouse's movements with beady eyes before pouncing. The rodent squeaked and ran out of the room with the feline hot on his heels, determined to not let its reward get away.

Theo pulled the turtleneck over his head and grabbed a pair of tight, black denim jeans to pull over his legs. He was just finished buttoning his pants when a knock came at the door and he called out to whoever it was to come in.

Remus peeked his head inside the room and smiled brightly at the sight of his son. "You look lovely," the werewolf told Theo.

The boy flushed in pleasure and grinned happily at his father. "Really?" he asked uncertainly.

"Really," Remus assured him. "I'm sure this Embry will be thrilled when he sees you."

Surprisingly, Theo's face fell and he sank down onto the bed with a pensive look on his face. Confused by the sudden change Remus took a step forward and opened his mouth to ask what was wrong but Theo began to speak first.

"I don't think I can do this," the boy whispered, twisting his hands anxiously in lap. "I've never been on a date before. What if I mess up? What if I say something really stupid and Embry never wants to see me again?"

The werewolf took a seat on the bed beside him and looked at him intently. "You really like this boy don't you?"

Without any hesitation at all, Theo nodded his head and a spark of happiness came into his eyes.

"And you think he likes you too?"

With less certainty this time, the young man nodded again.

"Then you have to have more trust in him. This boy didn't ask you out because he wanted you to be able to say the perfect things and never make a mistake. If he's genuinely interested in you he'll take all of you as you are. Flaws and all. Not that you have many of them," Remus teased, poking a giggling Theo.

The smile from his face after a moment and a look of mixed embarrassment and sadness crossed his pale face. "What if-" he paused and looked in the opposite direction.

"Yes?" Remus prompted.

"What if I can never have sex?" Theo whispered so quietly that even Remus' werewolf hearing had to strain to hear him. "What if I'm so damaged that I won't ever want to. Even with someone I love."

Holding back a growl at the anguish in his son's voice, the werewolf answered as best he could in this situation while wishing that he could bring Greyback back from the dead just so he could have the pleasure of killing him all over again.

"When you picture Embry in your head, can you ever imagine being comfortable enough to be intimate with him?"

With a bright blush covering his cheeks, Theo slowly nodded not wanting to tell his guardian that he had already imagined kissing Embry and doing other things with him.

"Why?" It was s simple question but it took a while before Theo felt he could answer it properly.

"Because he's special," the boy answered slowly. "Because he likes me for me. Because I don't feel as afraid around him. Because he doesn't remind of him."

He received a bright smile for his answer. "And that makes all the difference," the werewolf said softly.

Pulling Theo towards him, the older man kissed the boy's forehead and smiled proudly. He had to meet the person who was able to bring about such a change of emotion in his son. A knock on the door had him turning towards his mate who smiled apologetically at him.

"Embry is here," Sirius said, smirking and Theo's head shot up.

Removing himself from his father's hold, the brunet dashed to the dresser to pick up his coat and ran his fingers through his thick, dark curls before darting out the door.

Remus grinned at the exuberance he displayed then ran a lavicious eye over his mate who had changed into a pair of black chinos, a white shirt and a black waistcoat.

"You look divine," he whispered and Sirius beamed at him with a saucy wink.

"I know," he bragged, dragging his mate off the bed. "Now lets go and threaten this young man who wants to date our Theo."

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Breathing deeply, Theo braved himself and entered the sitting room. His eyes were immediately drawn to the figure standing by one of the large windows and talking to Hermione while Blaise stood a few feet away glaring at them. Embry was wearing a pair of blacks slacks and a white shirt that made his dark skin stand out brilliantly.

As though sensing that Theo had entered the room, Embry turned was from his conversation with Hermione and locked eyes with his imprint. He let out a small gasp unknown to himself when his beautiful mate gazed up at him shyly. The urge to kiss him was so strong that Embry had a hard job of restraining himself. Only the knowledge that Theo would most likely be very frightened kept him in check.

"You look wonderful," he choked out, delighted when a pretty blush spread across the other boys face.

"Thank you," Theo said softly, his eyes ran over the other boy's large form once again. "You look very handsome."

"Ahem." An amused voice broke their brief conversation and Embry visibly paled when he spotted his imprint's parents standing my the door looking incredibly intimidating. Well, Remus looked intimidating, Sirius was practically bouncing up and down on the spot.

"Sirius, what have you been drinking?" Harry asked in amusement as he walked in the room with a pile of soda cans in his arms. He dropped them down on the sofa beside Draco who was staring transfixed at the television which was once again playing House and not paying any attention to anything going on around him. It was doubtful that he even knew that Embry was in the house.

"Hey," Sirius cried indignantly. "I only had two cups of coffee."

Everyone minus Embry and Draco turned a raised eyebrow in the animagus' direction who shrugged sheepishly after a moment. "Ok, maybe three," he admitted, "it might have been four, I'm not sure."

Rolling his eyes, Harry turned to Theo and Embry who had now moved closer together, much closer than Theo usually allowed anyone that wasn't family.

"Have a good time tonight," Harry said to them, "and you take care of my brother Embry."

"I will," the dark-skinned boy vowed seriously.

His promise only had Blaise's eyes narrowing further and Hermione struggled to hold him in place before he went and attacked Theo's date.

Remus and Sirius moved up to the two boys together and Theo held back a smile when Embry gulped at the looks he was receiving from the two men.

"We don't ask for anything except that Theo be brought home safe," Remus told the Quileute boy firmly.

"Keep him safe wherever you go. He's not used to crowds or cities," Sirius added. "And bring him home at a respectable time."

"Other than that we're not going to threaten you." Remus grinned at the shocked look on the muscled boy. He hadn't exactly lied. They weren't going to threaten Embry in front of Theo who would probably get upset. When they got him on his own however, the young man would find out just how creative the werewolf could be with his threats of bodily violence.

"Really?" Embry asked warily.

"Really?" Blaise's voice echoed angrily from the couch.

"Really," Remus replied, "Theo wouldn't have agreed to go out on a date with you if he didn't trust you and we're going to trust his judgement."

Theo beamed at his parents happily and they smiled back. Blaise huffed in the corner and glowered at the four of them.

After talking with his imprint's parents and being subtly threatened by them for another few minutes, Embry announced that they had to get going. "I booked a table at restaurant for seven so we better get going now."

Everyone called goodbye as Remus and Sirius walked the two out to Embry's car where they waved them off.

"Your family is awesome," Embry told Theo as he drove out through the huge fronts gates.

Theo rolled his eyes. "You have no idea."

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Inside the house Sirius was rounding up his stray children.

"All right form a line single file," he shouted. He stamped his foot when he was ignored. "The things I put up with." His glower was completely ineffective on his kids.

"Hop to," the animagus called out loudly. "Everyone whose going to the Cullens out to the cars now or we're going to be late."

Groaning, the kids began to remove themselves from the couches while Hermione and Blaise remained comfortably cuddled on one.

"Don't you dare watch on without me," Draco threatened them as he put the House disc back into its cover.

Hermione and Blaise saluted him mockingly and he eyed them warily. Just to be safe he vanished the boxset to his room upstairs and into the laundry basket knowing that neither of them would dare look in there.

Ron, Neville and Draco all hugged Remus goodbye and disappeared out into the garage where the three boys would be riding in Draco's car. Sirius blinked in surprise when he saw Harry dressed to go with them.

"I though you were staying here?"

Harry eyed him as though he was crazy. "Hermione and Blaise will be making out and stuff all night and Remus will be sleeping in preparation for the Full Moon tomorrow night. I'll be bored out of my mind here at home. At least if I go with you guys I get to check out the veggie vamps for myself."

Sirius rolled his eyes at his godson's reasoning. "Fine, but you're riding with me."

Harry shrugged dismissively. He had ridden a broomstick, a Hippogriff and a Thestral. After that driving in a car with Sirius was a piece of cake.

The dog animagus turned back to his lover and gave his a deep kiss. He pulled back after a minute and they rested their heads against each other. "Stay safe," the werewolf whispered.

Sirius smiled softly. "You too and get some rest." He gave him one last kiss before following Harry out into the garage.

Remus looked at his only remaining children for the night. "I'm going to bed," he announced. "Let Theo in when he comes back and try to stay as behaved as you possibly can."

He ignored their mischievous grins as he left the room and began to climb the stairs. The worry he felt with over half his pack going to a vampire coven's home combined with the impending full moon was exhausting him and he fell into bed without taking his clothes off. He was asleep within minutes.

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"There! There!" Harry pointed out the dark opening amongst the thick trees and Sirius barely managed to swerve into it in time.

"Fuck!" he swore. "They couldn't signpost it a bit better could they?"

Harry turned around from making sure that Draco's car was still following them and laughed heartily. "I doubt they get many human visitors," he chuckled, "and any vampire would be able to see that opening in the trees from miles off."

His godfather grumbled under his breath and neither agreed or disagreed with what he had said. Harry stifled another chuckle as Sirius' curses began to get more imaginative. The path that led to the Cullen's home was darkened by the trees towering above it one either side and Harry struggled to see what was behind each bend in the road when the jeep's lights only shone so far in the distance.

The house came into sight suddenly. It was large, not quite the size of Old Willow but beautiful nonetheless. Three stories high with windows covering one entire wall, it was the kind of house that Harry would have expected a wealthy family to own. Not a coven of vampires, yet who was he to make judgments. It certainly had the seclusion the vampires needed anyway where no one could discover their secret.

Sirius parked the jeep a little ways away from the house and seconds later Draco pulled up along side them. Harry bumped fists with Ron when he got out of the car. The red-head the turned to look at the house and whistled. "Nice place," he said admiringly.

Draco sniffed daintily. "Not as nice as ours." The wind brushed his blond hair out of his porcelain face as he glanced at the vampire's home.

"Come on then," he sighed, walking towards the house. "Lets go get eaten by a bunch of vamps."

"Don't worry Draco," Ron began, wrapping a protective arm around his boyfriend's waist. "No one would want to eat you anyway."

He received a furious glare for his comment. "Bet I taste nicer than you Weasley," Draco taunted.

Harry heard a booming laugh come from inside the house which reminded him that vampires had incredible hearing.

"Would you two shut up?" he hissed at two boys who had continued their argument over who was tastier. They had almost reached the door now. "What are they going to think when they hear that you think they're planning on eating us?"

The front door bust open and a petite, dark-haired vampire in a flowing knee-length dress flew out. Her face was split by a wide, happy grin. "That you're really funny!"

"Alice! What have I told you about opening the door before people knock?"

The vampire, Alice, pouted at the reprimand from the female's vampires voice. With an apologetic look she danced back inside and closed the door.

The wizards outside exchanged confused and amused looks and then Neville hesitantly reached forward and knocked on the door. It quickly flew open again and Alice reappeared.

"Nobody would ever reach the door that quickly either." It was a male voice this time and it sounded as though he was laughing.

"Shut up," Alice hissed, before grinning happily at her guest.

"Hi! Welcome to our humble abode," she chirped cheerfully. "May I take you coats?"

When they nodded it took her less than a second to gather all their coats and hang them up. She then led them into another room where the rest of the coven was waiting.

Together they made a striking image, set against a dark red wallpaper and a white piano they stood out like beacons their pale skin and golden eyes remarkable.

A beautiful blond man, with kind eyes took a step forward with a pretty auburn haired woman by his side. "Hello," he greeted them, with a soft, musical voice. "My name is Carlisle Cullen and this is my wife Esme." The gentle looking woman gave them a kind smile.

The leader of the coven turned back to his family and beckoned them forwards. A tall boy, about seventeen with bronze hair nodded at them when Carlisle introduced him as Edward. A beautiful blond woman arm in arm with a bear-like vampire that Harry bet had made the laugh they had heard earlier on were Rosalie and Emmett. While Rosalie merely stared coldly at them without making any kind of greeting, Emmett gave them a huge smile and a big wave.

"This," Carlisle gestured to a man with dark blonde hair and a pinched face, "is Jasper. And of course you've already met Alice, " he added wryly and Harry grinned at the bouncing vampire who was holding on tightly to Jasper's hand.

"It's very nice to meet you all," Esme said and Harry could tell she was been genuine. It was refreshing to meet someone so honest even if she was a vampire. A growl from the vampire Edward had Harry turning curiously in his direction. Edward was glaring at him and Harry raised an eyebrow at the irate vampire before shrugging. Alice giggled at the annoyed look on her brother's face at being dismissed so easily.

"It's nice to meet you too," Sirius replied, reaching forward to shake Carlisle's hand and kiss Esme's who giggled daintily. The vampires were clearly impressed when he did not flinch at the feel of their cold skin.

"My name is Sirius Black-Lupin and these are my kids Harry, Ron, Neville and Draco," he pointed them out as he said their names and they all waved at the Cullens, with the exception of Draco who was looking determinedly over their heads.

"Sit down please," Carlisle offered and they each took a seat on the couch behind them with the exception of Harry and Ron who remained standing behind to couch. The Cullens took their own seats but Jasper and Emmett chose to remained standing close to their family.

"Now," Carlisle began, leaning forwards with his elbows on his knees, "where do we begin? I'd like to say first that I was fascinated when you called me up out of the blue yesterday and told me that you knew what we were."

Rosalie hissed her displeasure at them and the others eyed them warily. Harry and his siblings turned to glare at their guardian.

"You told them that you knew they were vampires?" Neville inquired incredulously.

Looking confused Sirius nodded and jumped when Draco shouted at him. "Why would you tell a bunch of vampires we knew what they were? Are you trying to kill us? It's any wonder that they didn't attack us as soon as we entered the house."

Sirius was looking sheepish now. "Well, it got their attention didn't it?" he defended himself.

Laughter had the wizards turning back to the Cullens who were looking very amused by their conversation. Even Rosalie was smiling.

"Yes, it did get our attention," Carlisle agreed, "I presume you don't mean us any harm?"

The wizards shook their heads, while Draco muttered "As long as you don't mean us any."

Carlisle laughed and shook his head. "Not to fear young man. We do not drink the blood of humans. You and your family are in no danger."

Draco nodded stiffly, but everyone could see that he began to relax.

"We did however want to talk to you about something," Sirius said. "A. . . treaty of sorts?"

The vampires all stiffened and begin to exchange uneasy glances. "Why would we need a treaty between us?" Emmet asked gruffly.

Harry spoke this time. "We knew you were vampires for a reason you know."

Edward stared at him warily. "And how is that?"

Before Harry could answer Alice jumped up and blurted out excitedly, "They're wizards!" Realising that everyone was staring at her she plopped back down in Jasper's lap.

Mouth gaping Ron managed to speak, "How did you know that?"

"I'm a Seer," Alice told them. "I can see into the future."

Harry groaned and Ron patted him on the back sympathetically. "I hate Seers."

Alice looked hurt and Harry quickly amended, "I bet you're really lovely but I haven't had good experiences with Seers." Alice looked reassured and grinned at him. "I doubt I'm anything like that other Seer."

"That's for sure," Ron mumbled. Alice Cullen was about as different from Sybill Trelawney as you could get.

"What do you mean you're wizards?" Rosalie asked suspiciously.

"As in we're wand-waving, spell-chanting, broom-riding, cauldron-stirring wizards," Draco drawled. "Figure it out for yourself blondie."

"Look who's talking," the blonde vampire snarled back.

Emmett as shaking with excitement and shoved Edward aside that he could sit down. "You mean you can cast spells and fly and everything?"

When they nodded he barked out a laugh. "That's so cool! Cast a spell on me!"

"Say please?" Harry teased finding himself strangely fond of his oversized teddy bear. He pulled out his wand as Emmett began to plead with him.

A quick incantation pointed at his legs had Emmett Irish dancing around the living room. Rosalie giggled as her husband gazed in amazement as hiss dancing legs. "Woo," Emmett yelled," I'm the Lord of the Dance."

Grinning, Sirius twirled his wand and Emmett's hair turned green, white and gold. Holding each other up to keep from falling, Edward and Japer laughed hysterically at their brother.

"Do me, do me! I want long hair and whatever you wizards wear!" Alice demanded.

This time Draco, the expert on hair and fashion spells cast several spells in succession that had Alice dancing happily around Emmett with floor-length hair and fashionable purple robes. "These are really pretty," the small vampire gasped as she examined her silk robes. "Can I keep them? Please?"

She squealed happily when Draco nodded and threw herself exuberantly at her husband who caught her around the waist but not in time to stop her from knocking over a porcelain lamp.

"Oh, my lamp," Esme cried, looking dismayed. Alice looked up apologetically. "I'm sorry Esme, I didn't see that that was going to happen."

"Don't worry about it," Harry said, pointing his wand at the broken shards of glass. "Reparo."

The glass quickly fitted itself back together perfectly and with another charm was back up on the table looking as good as new.

Esme moved as quick as lightening to kiss Harry's cheek and then moved to examine her newly repaired vase.

"We could sure use you around the house," Emmett, boomed still dancing away without a care in the world.

Esme levelled a glare at him. "We wouldn't need to use him to repair things if you and your brothers weren't so careless."

"I'm a man," the large vampire defended, "its in my nature to fight."

Rosalie held out a long leg that caused her husband to fall over, his legs still dancing the jig. "What were you saying honey?" she inquired sweetly.

Carlisle shook his head and turned to Sirius. "I'm sorry. They're not usually this bad. Well, yes they are but I thought they might restrain themselves tonight. Apparently not."

Sirius waved away his apology with a grin. "My little tykes are just as bad," he replied, ruffling Harry and Draco's hair.

Draco shrieked indignantly. "It took me hours to do that," he howled causing Ron to roll his eyes.

"I'm sorry for asking," Edward spoke quietly, "but none of you seem related and yet you refer to yourselves as family."

Harry ended the curse on Emmett's legs but left his hair the way it was. He knew they were getting to the important parts of the conversation now.

"We are a family," the head of the Black family answered confidently. "Just as you think of yourselves as family, so too do we. I don't suppose you've heard about the going ons in Britain over the past few years?"

The Cullens answered in the negative looking curious.

"Our world, the Wizarding World had been fighting a war for the past four years. It began long before that but there was a fourteen year period of cold war because the main leader of the opposition had vanished. We were heavily embroiled in this war because of Harry's role in it." All the Cullens turned to Harry who smiled weakly.

"Our world believed that Harry was their saviour," Draco spoke up. "That he was the one who would rescue us from the leader of the opposition, Lord Voldemort, who had returned after a fourteen year absence. The Wizarding World was very clearly split into two sides each with their own aims."

"What were the aims?" Jasper asked suddenly and a quick glance in those golden eyes had Harry recognising kin. Someone who had been through war, who had survived and come out the other war alive but nowhere near unscathed.

"The Dark as they were known had very specific aims. Eliminate all muggleborns, wizards or witches who were born to non-magical parents," Harry explained. "Eliminate all blood-traitors these were people live Sirius, Ron and Neville who were from pureblood families but were against the Dark's ideals. And finally when the time was right show ourselves to the muggles or non-magical people and rule over them."

The Cullens looked horrified. "Have people as slaves?" Rosalie whispered. "That's barbaric. How could anyone think like that?"

Draco smiled bitterly. "My parents did," he hissed. "They thought that all muggles were dirt and should be destroyed. They tried to get me to torture a little muggle girl and I couldn't. . ." Draco looked pained. "I left the Dark behind, escaped with the girl and joined the light."

"That was a very brave thing to do Draco," Esme said admiringly to the blond who blushed uncomfortably and mumbled his thanks.

"The Light was against everything the Dark was trying to accomplish but they had their faults as well. They were incredibly prejudiced against anyone from the Dark side even if they didn't hold the same ideals and they were also extremely hostile to magical creatures."

"Magical creatures?" Carlisle repeated. "As in vampires?"

"Yes," Sirius agreed. "Vampires, werewolves, centaurs, giants, you name it they had a grudge against it. And its also why most magical creatures joined the Dark side."

Jasper nodded slowly. "That would make sense," he said thoughtfully. "Why join a side that going to turn on you as soon as they don't need you anymore."

Ron chuckled weakly. "I imagine that's exactly the way they saw it."

"I presume you won," Rosalie commented wryly, "otherwise you wouldn't be here."

"We did win and its also why we left," the dog animagus replied. "After the war was over things were tense and the kids needed a place where they could recover in peace which is why we're here."

"What about your parents?" Esme asked quietly.

Harry exchanged glances with the others who nodded. "My parents are dead," Harry said softly, "they were murdered by Lord Voldemort when I was a baby and I was brought by my mother's sister and her husband. They weren't exactly the kindest people I know."

A vicious growl startled him and he stared at Rosalie in surprise. "They abused you," she snarled. It was more of a statement than a question but Harry shakily nodded anyway.

She screamed in outrage and Emmett had to fight to keep her in his lap as she struggled. "Rose, Rosie," he whispered soothingly. "Its ok. Shush hun. Its ok."

Eventually Rosalie seemed to give up, her body collapsing back against her mate and she let out a breathless sob.

Alice quietly explained to the wizards. "Rosalie adores children. She hates the idea that anyone could hurt something so pure and innocent."

"She wants children," Draco intuitively observed and Alice nodded.

"More than anything in the world," she whispered sadly.

Pulling attention away from Rosalie, who he was sure would be uncomfortable with all the attention Neville spoke, "My parents are in a permanent psychiatric ward because they were tortured by Voldemort's followers. Something similar happened to Hermione's parents. They were in an . . . accident and can't remember her now. My gran raised me but she died shortly after the war."

Ron held Neville's hand when his voice wavered which brought raised eyebrows from many of the vampires and a wink from Alice. "I have a huge family and one of my brothers died in the war. My parents took it pretty badly and home was stifling so Sirius and Remus offered to take me with them when they moved."

"Remus?" Carlisle looked puzzled.

Sirius smirked. "My husband. Surely you don't expect me to look after all these brats by myself do you?"

"Oi!"

"And after all Sirius who would look after you and your needs?" Draco teased.

The wizards and vampires alike chuckled as a blush spread over Sirius' face. He cleared his throat and ignored the laughter at his expense. "Remus is at home looking after Hermione and Blaise and Theo's out on a date."

"Hermione?" Alice questioned. "A girl?"

"Uh, yeah last time I checked she was," Ron said, scratching his head.

"But you're all boys!"

"So?"

"So?" Rosalie, Esme and Alice looked indignant on Hermione's behalf. "You can't leave a girl alone in a house full of boys! She'll get some kind of complex or something."

The boys exchanged confused glances. "Um, we'll bring her with us next time and you can have a girly day?" Harry offered hesitantly.

The female vampires beamed at him. "Wonderful," Alice giggled.

Crazy vampires, Harry thought. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Edward chuckling and a disturbing thought suddenly occurred to him. "You can read my thoughts!" Anger radiated out of Harry and the lights began to flicker. "You have no permission to do that!"

Edward held up his hands in surrender and shook his head. "I can't control it," he explained quickly, glancing warily at the wand pointed directly at him, "I can read all your thoughts, its my gift, my curse as a vampire."

Carlisle stepped in front of Harry's wand, protecting Edward from it. "It's true," he said. "While Alice is a Seer, Edward can read minds. Jasper can read people's emotions."

Reluctantly Harry lowered his wand but not before casting an Impenetrable charm around his mind to keep the vampire out. He wasn't going to let anyone root through his head, accidentally or not. The others followed his example and all cast the charm on their minds to keep their thoughts protected.

"I wish everyone could do that," Edward grumbled, "I wouldn't have to listen to Emmett's thoughts when he and Rosalie have sex then."

"Quit your whining Ed." Emmett stretched a hand to ruffle the vampire's hair. "You totally get off on reading my thoughts you hundred-year-old virgin you."

Edward growled at his brother who laughed at having riled the mind reader up.

"Down boy!" Esme reprimanded, then turned back to the wizards. "What about you Draco? Where are your parents?"

Draco's slightly open expression became still and closed off. "Blaise, Theo and my parents are all in the wizard prison Azkaban because they were on the Dark side."

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry," Esme cooed empathetically.

"Don't be," Draco smiled tightly at her, not being able to get angry at such a kind person. "They all deserve to be there. Especially Theo's father."

"Bastard," Ron spat harshly and the others all agreed.

The Cullens looked curiously at them but didn't ask for an explanation. It wasn't their place.

"So about this treaty," Carlisle began, "I think that the main idea should that be that we don't attack each other without cause."

Sirius and the teenagers chuckled. "That would be a start however there is two other things that need to be addressed. One is that if anyone comes looking for us, you don't tell them where we are and inform us immediately. We already have protective wards up around our house but you can never be too safe."

Carlisle turned his head slightly in Edward's direction and whispered. After a moment he turned back and nodded. "That sounds reasonable. What's the other thing?"

Sirius took a deep breath and decided to take the plunge. "Remus is a werewolf."

The reaction was instant. Jasper and Rosalie were on their feet and snarling in a second while the others looked far more wary that they had before. "Wait, for a moment before you go crazy," Sirius exclaimed. "Have you ever actually met a werewolf?"

"Of course we have," Rosalie hissed, "Horrible disgusting creatures. They smell disgusting and they look even worse. How can you stand to be married to something that could lose its temper and turn into a wolf at anytime?"

"Excuse me?" Sirius stood as well. "I have no idea what you're talking about but Remus certainly doesn't have a temper."

"Well, every other night except the full moon," Ron murmured and Harry stifled a chuckle.

"Full moon?" Carlisle asked.

"Yeah." Sirius looked at him oddly. "You know, its that time of the month where the moon is well, full and Remus' gets a little bit hairier and more bad-tempered than usual."

Carlisle looked excited and the others looked interested. "You mean he's a werewolf? An actual full moon werewolf? Not a shape shifter?"

"A shapeshifter?" The animagus appeared confused. "No, Remus was bitten when he was seven and transforms every full moon."

"That's incredible," Carlisle breathed. "Is is painful? The transformation?"

"Hell yeah." Harry shuddered. "I've seen it happened before without the Wolfsbane potion to know that it hurts like hell. I don't know how he used to go through it."

"The Wolfsbane Potion?" Jasper looked intrigued that there was a kind of werewolf out there that was different from the Quileute tribe.

"It's a potion," Draco explained. "It keeps a lot of the pain at bay and allows Remus to keep his human mind during the transformation. Otherwise he'd turn into Moony."

Emmett bust out laughing. "Moony?"

"It's what we call Remus' alter-ego, werewolf personality."

"Its just if Remus manages to escape, which is very unlikely," Sirius assured them, "he probably won't come back even if he's in a human frame of mind. Being in the body of the wolf will make him reckless. Please don't attack him"

"What if he attacks us first?"

Harry shook his head. "He won't. If he lunges at you it just means he wants to play. Throw a stick for him or something."

"You want us to play fetch with a werewolf who is human for twenty nine days of the month," Rosalie sneered.

"Pretty much," Harry nodded.

"Well, I'm in," Alice piped up happily. "I think it would be cool to wolfsit Remus."

"Me too," Emmett agreed.

Jasper shrugged. "I'm in." Alice kissed her boyfriend happily as a reward.

"What about you?" Neville said. "Is there conditions you'd like to add to the contract."

The Cullens exchanged glances and after a moment began to whisper quietly together. Harry's eyes wandered around the room there were in in interest. He'd never expected the Cullens to live such a civilised lifestyle. Sure, they were 'vegetarian' vampires but every vampire he had ever met in the Wizarding World had been barbaric and vicious to the point of insanity.

"We have two requirements," the leader of the coven informed them. "The first is that you keep our identities secret as we will keep yours and the second is to tell us if you seen any vampires, red eyed or gold eyed over at the reservation. We don't like getting unexpected visitors and Alice can't see beyond the boundary between Forks and La Push."

"I didn't know there was a restriction to seeing the future," Draco drawled.

Alice smiled tightly. "There is to mine."

Sirius sensed a tension starting in the vampires so he quickly conjured a piece o parchment, two quills and a pot of ink.

"We have no problem telling you if there are any stranger vampires in La Push and unless they attack my family first we won't attack them. We'll leave them for you to deal with. Agreed?"

"Agreed." Carlisle answered. "Should we get started?"

"Boooorrrrrrinnnngggg," Draco drawled. "If that's all I'm going to go wait in my car until we're done."

"What kind of car do you have?" Rosalie inquired, leaning forward in interest.

"It's a Porsche Carrera."

The blonde vampire gasped and Emmett whistled. "Those are beautiful," she grinned. "Can I have a look?"

Draco glanced at her then smiled and nodded. "Maybe you can help me with this problem I'm having with the gearshift?"

"Sure. It could be the. . ." Her voice trailed off as she and Draco vanished outside with Edward trailing after them.

Alice was dragging Harry determinedly towards the stairs while she explained what she wanted him to do to her room.

"I want the lights to be a really pretty colour. Green, no pink. Wait, blue definitely blue." She gathered up her hair in both her arms as she stumbled over it again and huffed in annoyance.

Harry looked amused. "Want me to shorten it again?"

Thoughtfully, Alice nodded. "I think that might be best."

With a wave of his wand her hair was now in a stylish pixie cut again and she sighed in relief. "How about this? I conjure blue balls of light or whatever colour you want and then have them float around the room?" Harry suggested.

"Ooh, that sounds so pretty!" The petite vampire clapped her hands together excitedly and grabbed Harry's hand as she began to dance up the stairs. "How about blue and purple?"

The ex-Boy-Who-Lived bounced up the stairs after her, happy to have found somebody with as exuberant a personality as he had.

Shortly afterwards, Ron was convinced easily to join Emmett and Jasper in playing the PS3 when Emmett began to brag about the new Assassin's Creed game. Neville, wrapped in his boyfriend's arms trailed along with them and smiled when Ron and Emmett began to compare who had the better biceps. He and Jasper simultaneously shared a look of exasperation and amusement between the two competitive boys.

In the living room, Sirius and Carlisle were left alone when Esme insisted on preparing some food to feed the humans/wizards in her home. They two men chuckled and shook their head at their families and then with a deep sigh they settled down to begin the contract that would solidify the bond between both their families.

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Hello, my darlings! I hope you all enjoyed your holidays and are now happy back at work, school or college (I know I'm not!). I'm really sorry for how long this chapter took to get up but school got in the way slightly and prevented me from finishing off the end!

Thank you so much to everyone who has been favouriting, alerting and particularly, reviewing! You have no idea how much inspiration they give me to continue writing A Curious Nature! A huge thanks to my reader and reviewer Scribitur Ad Narradum who has created some banners for this story which can be found at uld-artworks(dot)dreamwidth(dot)org/.

Next Chapter: Theo's date and the Full Moon!

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