Due to glitch, i had to repost this story, my apologies to anyone who needs to re-add to alert list.
This story was a request from mysteryman10000.
Before starting, no, this story will not be an Edward/Harry slash fic and no, i'm not going to change my mind about that. you want to read an Edward Harry fic go read one of the other ninety percent of Twilight HP xovers, i recommend 'Harry Potter and the Setting Sun' by London Man. If i ever do write a slash fic concerning Twilight it will be femslash. I can't write M/M and i can only read them if there are no graphic sex scenes.
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Twilight Comes Twice a Day
Chapter One: Going Fast
Neither can live while the other survives. For the past two years those seven words had hung over him like an executioners axe. In all that time Harry had hardly considered what he would do with his life once the prophesy was fulfilled. It's only now that Harry realized, he'd been surviving for so long that he had no idea how to actually live. That is, until he met her.
Almost every day Harry would have uncomfortable confrontations, whether it be fans thanking him profusely for saving them, or family of victims who demanded to know why he hadn't saved their loved ones. So to escape the wizarding world Harry had been hiding out at a small inn on the outskirts of London.
Over the past month since the final battle Harry had attended many funerals, for many friends. Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Lavender Brown, Colin Creevey and almost 50 others that Harry was ashamed to admit he didn't remember half the names of. With each funeral he'd attended he'd felt the guilt grow and grow until it was almost unbearable. His confrontations with the victim's angry parents didn't help, his cheek still stung from the five different grieving mothers who'd slapped him over the last week. Today would be the hardest one of all, the funeral of Fred Weasley.
That morning Harry came down from his room into the small restaurant off the reception area, there he ordered breakfast, a pot of tea, bought a newspaper and took his usual seat in the darkest corner. After eating half of the breakfast and pouring himself another cup he was distracted by a jingling sound coming from the door to the restaurant. Looking up by reflex, his breath caught in his throat. A woman had just entered the restaurant out of the dreary rain, she was short and slender with small features, she was shorter than Harry but looked slightly older, her skin was pale and rain drops glided down her face like liquid mercury without leaving a trail. She took off a stylish scarf and shook her head throwing off droplets of rain from her short unruly black hair.
Harry let out a quiet chuckle as that description went through his head, 'Short Unruly Black Hair, as if I'm one to talk'
The very moment Harry chuckled, the woman's eyes snapped to his as if she'd heard him. Harry should have been embarrassed to have been caught staring, but he couldn't bring himself to look away, he was entranced by her dark golden eyes. For a moment her eyes seemed to glaze over and she looked as if she was daydreaming, in a second she snapped out of it and her face split into a huge grin showing off her white teeth. Then she started walking, no, it was more like gliding, the movement reminded Harry of a Dementor gliding towards their victim to perform their fatal kiss, but he doubted this woman's victims would complain too much.
Harry was so distracted by her graceful movements that he didn't realize she was walking towards him until she was standing right in front of him.
"Hello," she said in an oddly excited voice and held out her petite hand to him. "I'm Alice."
"H-Harry," he answered quickly, almost biting his tongue in the process, he almost recoiled when he took her smaller hand in his, it was freezing cold, not surprising considering the weather she'd just come in from.
"Nice to meet you Harry, mind if I join you? Everywhere else is taken," Alice asked whilst looking around. Harry let out a short laugh, he remembered almost the same words come from Ron the first time they'd met.
"Sure."
With a smile on her face Alice shrugged off her coat and draped it over the back of the chair across from Harry. Then she skipped over to the counter and ordered something. She returned a minute later with a cup of coffee.
For the next fifteen minutes Harry continued to read his paper, occasionally sneaking looks at the girl across from him. During that time Harry's curse, as he liked to call it, kicked in. He noticed things other people wouldn't, it's what made him a good seeker. What he saw immediately put him on edge. Coming to a decision Harry made sure his wand was within reach before folding his paper and throwing it down on the table startling Alice.
"Ok, who or what are you and what do you want with me?" Harry asked bluntly startling her.
"W-What? I'm just…," Alice stuttered as she cast her eyes down to her coffee and fumbled with a sugar cube she'd been about to add to her drink. Not wanting to give her time to come up with excuses Harry spoke up.
"You're not drinking your coffee, you stir it, occasionally pick it up to smell it and add a few sugar cubes, that's your fourteenth by the way, got a bit of a sweet tooth?" Harry asked jokingly while eyeing the cube she was dangling over her cup. Though she didn't blush she still looked a little embarrassed as she put the sugar cube down.
"Not only that but whenever you smell the coffee you look repulsed, at first I thought you don't like coffee, then I looked closer. You're not breathing, when you do occasionally take a breath your eyes darken, then you smell the drink and your eyes lighten, like your using the smell to distract you from something else. Your hand is ice cold and your skin is pale white and your beauty is…" Harry stopped speaking, mortified that he'd just mentioned that last part. Alice however had a small smile on her face that she tried to conceal.
"Your not human, I can tell that much," Harry continued after a moment, "Almost everything about you screams Vampire, but your eyes are the wrong color, Vampire's eyes are red."
"Actually," Alice spoke up for the first time since Harry confronted her. "Vampire's eyes reflect their diet, red eyes mean they drink human blood."
"And yellow eyes?" Harry asked.
"Animal blood," Alice answered with a smile surprising Harry. He'd spent several weeks researching vampires during his sixth year at Hogwarts, seeing as his DADA professor was Severus Snape he had to make sure to be thorough and never once had he come across this information.
"Ok, so we've cleared up what you are, now what do you want with me?" Harry asked as his eyes flicked up to the clock across the room. If he didn't get going now he'd be late.
"I knew your parents," Alice revealed idly stirring her now lukewarm coffee. "I've been waiting almost two decades to speak with you Harry."
Harry was stunned, Alice looked young but he had to remind himself that Vampires don't age, this beautiful woman sitting in front of him could be nineteen years old or she could be nineteen-hundred years old.
"Ok, I have… somewhere I have to go right now, I'll be back in a few hours, will you still be here?" Harry asked while trying to work through this new information.
"I've got all the time in the world," she replied with a brilliant smile showing off perfect teeth.
Trying not to blush, Harry excused himself from the table and made his way back to his room, all the while fighting the urge to look back at her. He took a quick shower and opened the closet, inside was the black suit & tie he'd worn for most of the week, the first normal clothes he'd ever owned that weren't a hand-me-down from Dudley. He quickly got dressed, grabbed his keys and made his way down to the reception, as he was passing the restaurant he glanced in and met a pair of yellow eyes looking at him, after a moment he tore his eyes away and walked out to the parking lot.
Parked not to far away from the entrance was one of his most prized possessions. A few weeks ago Harry had been going through his parents old diaries, in Lily Potter's diary were details of a family heirloom, passed down from her father to her and then stored in a vault at Gringotts until a few weeks ago. Harry didn't know much about cars but the way Lily wrote the name of the car in the diary, the flair and passion in the handwriting … the name of this car was burned into Harry's memory. A 1967 Shelby Mustang GT 500. A two-seater car with a dark green paint job with two black stripes running from the hood of the car over the top to the rear. After finding the car in his mothers private vault Harry studied how to drive and got his license the following week.
Before Harry pulled out of the parking lot his eyes shifted to the rearview mirror and spotted Alice looking out of the restaurant window directly at him with that same smile on her face, he sat there for almost a minute before a car behind him honked, snapping him out of it.
"Get a grip Harry," he muttered to himself. "She's a Vampire, the looks, the hair the smell, everything about her is designed to draw in idiots like you who can't stop gaping."
He drove for an hour before reaching his destination, a small cemetery outside of Ottery St Catchpole. He spent a few minutes getting himself together before stepping out of the car.
The funeral was a sad scene, the Weasleys and a dozen others, friends, survivors of the Order of the Phoenix, Harry stood as far back as possible. Hermione was standing beside Ron weeping as Fred's casket was lowered into the Earth. Ginny was crying into Neville's shoulder, during the year Harry had been on the run they had become closer, shortly before the Battle of Hogwarts he'd admitted to having feelings for her, they'd gotten together not long afterwards. George looked the most devastated, he wasn't crying but the look on his face was blank, like he didn't know what to feel. People started slowly leaving the cemetery to make their way to the Burrow for the reception. Harry was approached by Hermione and Ron.
"I still can't believe you drove that," Ron joked as he spied the car, he still had tears in his eyes but it was obvious he was trying his best to cope. "You know it would have been faster apparating."
"I've had about all I can take of magic for a while, it's healthy to do things the Muggle way once in a while," Harry responded with a sad smile before he turned to Hermione. "When're you going after your parents?"
"I have an international portkey to Australia booked for next week, Ron's coming with me," Hermione answered and threaded his fingers through her boyfriends. "What about you Harry? Are you really leaving the wizarding world?"
"Yeah, I've done what I needed to do, there isn't anything else here for me," Harry said looking at his shoes.
"You could go back to Hogwarts, we're going back in September for our last year to get our NEWTS, if you don't have them…"
"NEWTS are only useful when looking for a job in the wizarding world, in the normal world they have no value," Harry interrupted her, this wasn't the first time she'd tried to convince him. "I've already had ninety percent of the gold in my vaults converted into Mug… into normal money, the last ten percent I've given to Andromeda to help raise Teddy, almost all of my magical belongings have been placed in my Mum's private vault, the only thing I'm keeping is my wand… Hermione… I've had enough of this world," Harry said with finality.
With a sniffle Hermione threw her arms around Harry trapping him in one of her patented hugs. "You'll keep in touch right?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, you'll just have to teach Ron how to use a fellytone properly," Harry joked making Hermione laugh into his shoulder.
"It's probably for the best that you're leaving, Rita's stirring up trouble again," Hermione said as she broke away from him.
"I don't read the Prophet anymore," Harry said with a roll of his eyes. "What's she saying this time?"
"Somehow she got a picture of the mark on your hand," Hermione said whilst looking down at Harry's right hand which he quickly stuffed into his pocket. "It's not common knowledge that it's the mark of the Hallows, she made the story about it being the mark of Grindlewald, painting you as a follower of his."
Sure enough Harry's right hand now had a sigil burnt into it, a triangle with a circle within it and a vertical line within the circle. It appeared on his hand the day after the Battle of Hogwarts, not only that but the Elder Wand and Invisibility Cloak had lost their magic, the wand was now just a stick and the cloak just shimmering fabric. Harry was also willing to bet that if he still had the Resurrection Stone it wouldn't work.
The situation had Harry confused for a few days before the answer came to him, during a trip to Diagon Alley he'd been surrounded by fans, he'd run into a side alley and wish he could just disappear to his shock and horror his body had shimmered for a moment before disappearing, after a few minutes the fans left and Harry's body became visible again, as he was inspecting his revisable hand he'd noticed a lingering glow around the triangle section of the sigil. At that moment Harry realized what had happened, somehow he'd absorbed the magic of the Deathly Hallows. He'd become the Master of Death.
By now most of the guests had moved out of the cemetery, the only ones left were the Weasley family, Molly turned away from the grave wiping her tears away, she laid eyes on Harry and her demeanor changed, first thoughtful, then anger… she approached Harry in a brisk walk and suddenly Harry felt dread creep up on him, he'd seen that same look dozens of times.
'No, not Mrs. Weasley, she's not like that… she wouldn't blame me for…'
-CRACK-
Harry's thoughts were interrupted and a deafening crack filled the air, Harry's face snapped to the side as Molly slapped him once across the face as hard as she could. Harry tasted blood in his mouth from a split lip.
"Fred was there for you! To protect you! You couldn't do the same for him!? You had to let him die!?" Molly screeched with tears pouring down her face, Arthur was standing behind her with his hands on her shoulders trying to calm her down, she shrugged off his hands and swung for Harry again, he was still stunned from the first blow and didn't even try to defend himself. The hit connected and Harry stumbled backwards hitting his head hard on a gravestone, making him see spots.
Harry tried to shake the cobwebs from his head as he sat up. As the ringing in his ears ended it was replaced by a growling sound.
'Growling? How hard did I hit my head?' he wondered as he opened his eyes and froze.
Alice, the Vampire he'd met just over an hour ago was there, standing between him and the Weasleys and growling at the matriarch, her hands were clenched and shaking, he couldn't see her eyes but he was willing to bet they were pitch black.
"W-Who are you?" Molly asked while backing off.
"I'm with Harry," Alice said through clenched teeth before turning to the Harry, her eyes instantly turned back to their usual golden color when she saw the concern in his eyes.
"Come on Harry," Alice threaded her fingers through Harry's hand and pulled him up from the ground, she then lead him away from the scene back towards his car.
Harry took a glace back at his surrogate family, Molly was crying into he husbands shoulder and Authur looked at Harry with apology in his eyes. Bill and Charlie both looked horrified by what had happened, George didn't look like he'd noticed anything, he was still looking at Fred's headstone. Percy looked angry, like he agreed with everything Molly had said and done. Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Neville all had look of concern. Fleur was the most surprising, she was looking at Alice with surprise and had a small smile on her lips.
When they reached the car Harry took his keys out of his pocket only to have them snatched away by Alice. "I don't think so, you could have a concussion, I'll drive," before Harry could argue Alice was already in the driver's seat with the key in the ignition. Harry got into the passenger seat without argument.
It took an hour to get to the cemetery, it only took fifteen minutes to get back to the hotel. Harry stepped out of the car shakily, his skin almost as white as hers. He'd never know the car could go that fast.
"Were you in a rush?" Harry asked while steadying himself.
"Sorry, I like going fast," Alice said with a smile as she tossed him back the keys. "I really like this car."
"… How do you know my parents?" Harry asked interrupting her admiration of the car.
"Let's go up to your room, I'll explain everything," Alice said.
After arriving at the room Harry took off his tie and undid the top two buttons of his shirt before sitting down at a small table with a can of drink he'd snatched from the mini-fridge, Alice sat across from him.
"My family and I aren't like the rest of our kind, living on animal blood allows us to live in one place for years without drawing attention, we only move when our lack of aging becomes noticeable and we stick to areas that don't get a lot of sun. Seventeen years ago we lived here in England, I was out hunting on day when I came across… a stag," Alice said hesitantly.
Harry took a moment to process the information.
"That can't have ended well."
"It almost didn't, I was charging at the stag when I had a vision,"
"Wait, a vision?" Harry asked curiously.
"Oh, some vampires develop, gifts, for example one of my brothers can read people's minds, another is empathic, I can see visions of the future based on peoples decisions. I'd decided to hunt the stag and had a vision of myself standing over the dead body of a black haired man with his throat ripped open, that was enough to snap me out of my hunting mode," Alice explained to Harry's pale face. "Your parents were suspicious of me of course, moments after I stopped my charge at James he turned back into a man and blasted me with a stick. I was still conscious but I couldn't move, then Lily arrived and used something called Legillimency to read my mind, she understood that it was a misunderstanding but they had to be careful, they explained to me that a terrorist was after them and he had vampires working for him."
"Voldemort…," Harry muttered, tightening his grip on the can enough to dent it.
"Yeah… is he still around?" Alice asked cautiously.
"No, I killed him last month," Harry said without thinking about it, when he realized what he'd just said he looked up at Alice worriedly but she just gave him an understanding smile.
"I won't judge you for that, Lily mentioned the prophesy about you and him not long after I met her, they told me everything about your world, Wizards, Witches, Hogwarts. Soon they invited me around to their house, that's where I met you for the first time. Lily had just spilled a drink and asked me to hold you while she cleaned it up, I looked into your green eyes for the first time… and then it happened. I had a vision," Alice now looked nervous.
"What did you see?" Harry asked.
"Ok, before I tell you, you have to promise not to freak out and keep on open mind," Alice pleaded with her hands clasped together. Harry nodded for her to continue.
"I had a vision of you and me… together, years later," Alice said slowly and cautiously.
"W-When you say 't-together' you mean…" Harry stuttered
"I mean this!" within the space of a second Alice stood up, leant forward and grasped the back of Harry's head, for a moment Harry's hand shifted towards his wand thinking she was going for his neck, he was stunned when instead her lips crashed into his. The experience was indescribable, her lips were the best thing he'd ever tasted, when he felt her tongue brush against his lips he came to his senses, he grasped Alice's face in his hands and gently pushed her back much to her displeasure.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, this is all going a little fast for me," Harry said while taking deep breaths.
"I told you, I like going fast," Alice said with a sly smile. "But I probably should get back to the story… after I had the vision, I was so happy… but also felt guilty. If I'd been around you while you were growing up… the future isn't set in stone Harry, my visions are based on peoples decisions and I thought that if I stayed with you… I didn't want to influence your decisions, if I'd been there while you were growing up and you knew about my vision, I was afraid that you'd feel, obligated, to be with me." Alice said with a guilty look on her face. She looked as if she was about to start crying, Harry remembered what his research had turned up, Vampires bodies can't produce tears. "I wanted you to be with me because you wanted me, not because you felt obligated. So I left, I convinced my family to move away… it wasn't too hard, the hunting in England isn't too good, there's only so many cows that can go missing before people take notice." she finished with a smile.
"Yeah," Harry muttered, still stunned over her explanation. "The wildlife in England isn't exactly wild, it's not like squirrels are going to hunt you down in packs," he joked making Alice laugh.
"Yeah, it got so bad that my brother Emmett broke into the London Zoo and ate the Bears," she said with a hand over her face, a reflex to hide her non-existent blush while laughing.
"Anyway," she started again when she stopped laughing. "When we left I promised myself that I would come back after you'd grown up, if my math is right, you turn eighteen in just under three months, so here I am."
After she finished speaking there was an awkward moment of silence, Harry was conflicted, Alice was hopeful and a little scared, obviously of rejection.
"Alice, I'm not sure what to do right now… all I can think of is to give you some advice," Harry said slowly while looking down. Alice leant forward paying rapt attention. "Run."
"What?" Alice asked, not understanding.
"People who get close to me, people I love keep dying… if you're smart, you'll leave, you'll walk out that door, never look back and forget I exist… you'll do it before you end up like my parents, my godfather, Remus, Tonks, F-Fred," with the mention of the last name tears started flowing down Harry's cheeks and his breaths become ragged.
"Hey, hey," Alice said softly as she reached over the table and took his hands into hers. They sat like that for a few minutes while Harry calmed down then Alice stood up.
"Look, if you want me to leave, I'll leave, but I want you to understand Harry, I've thought about you everyday for seventeen years. I can't see our futures right now, which means you haven't made a decision on me yet. If you want me, I'm yours. If not then I'll leave and never darken your doorstep again," her voice was agonized at the last part.
"But even if I do leave, I want you to know this, I love you with all my heart and even if you want me to leave I'll still love you… think on it, I'll wait as long as you need, I'm down the hall in room 210."
With that said, Alice left Harry alone with his thoughts, he never paid attention as she left the room. Harry sat there for hours thinking on everything he'd heard, everything he'd been through today. He lost track of time and before he knew it the sun had gone down and the only light in the room came from a street light outside.
Harry stood up and walked into the bathroom to wash his face of tears, he looked into the mirror and saw that his face was now sporting a bruise on the left side of his face from Mrs. Weasley's slaps. When he thought back to his departure from the graveyard the one thing that stuck in his mind, the look on Fleur's face. Surprised, yet happy, he couldn't help but be curious.
Making up his mind he sat down on the bed and picked up the phone, dialing the number to the Shell Cottage.
"Hey Bill, it's Harry," he responded when the line was picked up.
"Yeah I'm fine… it's ok, I know Molly didn't mean it… thanks, is Fleur there? Yeah thanks," Harry waited as the phone was passed.
"Evening Fleur, this might sound a little weird but, when I was leaving the funeral you had a certain look on your face when you saw Alice, I was just wondering what you… yes, yes I know what she is… here?… Are you sure?… Ok I'll meet you across the street in ten minutes" Harry hung up the phone and headed to the door. For a moment he considered walking down the corridor to Alice's room, he shook it off and went the opposite direction to the stairs.
Harry made his way to a bus stop across the street from the hotel, he wasn't waiting more than a few minutes before the knight bus showed up and his fellow tri-wizard champion skipped out the doors her silvery hair fluttering in the light wind. With a sharp bang the bus disappeared.
"'Arry," Fleur said in greeting as she gave him a quick hug.
"Hey Fleur, so what's so important that you couldn't tell me over the phone?" Harry asked as they both sat at the bus stop.
"Arry, 'ow much do you know about Veela?" Fleur asked.
"Not much, my experiences are limited to you and the world cup four years ago," Harry admitted trying not to remember the embarrassing situation with the Bulgarian mascots.
"'Arry, we are very in tuned with love, do you remember the first time I saw Bill?" she asked.
"… Yeah, it was just before the Third Task of the tournament, you couldn't keep your eyes off him," Harry answered with a smile.
"That's because the very moment I saw 'im I knew what 'e was to me, I see the same connection between Ron and 'ermione, Molly and Arthur, Ginny and Neville… and today, I saw the connection between you and your Vampire friend," Fleur said with the same smile she had this morning. "Soulmates."
Harry was stunned, after everything he'd gone thought today, one surprise after another and now this. "I think I need to sit down."
"'Arry, you are sitting down,"
"Oh… that's good I guess…" Harry muttered swallowing. "Are you sure, absolutely sure?"
"There's no mistaking 'eet, comparing a Soulmate bond with normal lovers is like comparing a Firebolt with a Cleansweep Six," she used the broom analogy for Harry's benefit. "The differences are obvious and very noticeable… how long have you been seeing her?" she asked curiously.
"I met her about an hour before the funeral…" Harry revealed shocking Fleur, he went on to explain the situation as Alice had told him.
"'ave you decided yet?" she asked
"No, I don't know what to do," Harry admitted.
"'arry, you will never be happier with than you would be with her. If you let her go then you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
"… and if I don't let her go her life expectancy is likely going to shorten," he replied bitterly.
"Take it from someone who knows 'arry, it's worth it… I would go to the ends of the Earth for William," with that said she stood up and stuck her wand out into the street, with a bang the knight bus reappeared.
"Why don't you just apparate? It's much faster," Harry asked curiously. Fleur turned to him with a brilliant smile that reminded him of Alice.
"I can't apparate, I'm pregnant," she said while caressing her stomach.
"Really? Congratulations," Harry said with a smile. "Boy or girl?"
"Too early to tell, me and William have talked about names thought, Victoire if it's a girl, Cedric if it's a boy… 'arry, think hard about Alice, you deserve a little happiness."
With that said, Fleur got onto the bus and it disappeared a moment later. Harry's eyes caught a movement in a window on the second floor of the hotel, at the end of the hall. Vampire's had sensitive hearing, she likely heard his phone call and his entire conversation with Fleur. With a deep breath Harry made his way back up to his room, he froze in front of his room with his keys in his hand when he remembered something… coming to a decision he made his way down the hall and knocked on the door to room 210. Less than a second later the door opened 45 degrees and Alice appeared with a nervous smile, her hair was even messier than it was earlier, like she'd been running her hands through it.
"Hi Harry, can I help you?" she asked shakily.
"When you walked into the restaurant this morning your eyes glazed over when you saw me, you were having a vision?" Harry asked. Alice's eyes widened and she hesitated before answering.
"Y-Yeah, I did."
"What did you see?" Harry asked.
"Harry, I told you I didn't want my visions to influence your decisions I…" Alice shook her head.
"Alice please, the one thing I can't stand is dishonesty, people keeping information from me because they think it's for my best interest… please be honest for me," Harry pleaded.
"I… I saw…" Alice stammered before opening her door fully. She took a deep breath before speaking. "I saw you, making love to me… in that bed," she turned to look at the double bed set against the window. "But it's like I said, my visions can change, the future isn't set in stooneMMPH." Alice was rendered unable to speak thanks to Harry's lips pressing against hers.
It took her a fraction of a second to respond, the kiss became more heated, her arms snaked around the back of his head and pulled him against her with her back up against the doorframe, she hopped lightly and wrapped her long slender legs around his torso tightly as he reached below her and cupped her bottom.
"Isn't… isn't this going… a little fast?" Alice asked between kisses.
"I thought you liked to go fast?" Harry breathed to her before kissing her again.
"The bed," Alice ordered with a growl as she pulled her face away from his and looked into his eyes, hers were getting darker and darker. Harry pulled away from the doorframe and Alice reached over his shoulder to swing it shut before he carried her to the bed.
To Be Continued…
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