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Chapter 74: Epilogue

Harry Potter and the Setting Sun

Disclaimer: HarryPotter by J.K. Rowling, the Twilight Saga by Stephanie Meyer and all related materials belong to their respective owners. This is non-profit fanfiction.

Warning: This story contains slash.

Epilogue – Sunrise

I've remained on what I have dubbed 'greeting card terms' with most of my old friends from Britain. We're still friends and we remain aware of the developments in one another's lives, but I don't visit often.

The simple fact is that I am an immortal. It will be less painful for all involved if I simply phase myself out of their lives. That way I don't have to watch them grow old and die and they do not grow to hate me for my eternal youth. There would be contempt every time one of their loved ones died because I could have prevented it by turning that loved one into a vampire.

Even if they asked, I wouldn't turn them. Being a vampire is about more than just avoiding death. It isn't enough to want to live forever; there must be something to live forever for. Edward was immortal when I met him and I will live forever for him. Had we met as mortals and were given the opportunity to become vampires, I would refuse. There are great and terrible sacrifices that must be made when being turned into a vampire and, if given the choice, I would always have picked a mortal life with a mortal Edward.

We cannot grow old together. We cannot remain in any community long enough to establish roots and connections there. We must live every day surrounded by people whose lives we cannot be a part of and we must spend every day guarding our secret and resisting the multitude of temptations that surround us.

The only people outside of my family who I am able to have significant contact with are my friends in La Push. As long as Jacob and Leah continue to transform into their wolf forms regularly, they too are immortal. They have both made it clear that neither has any intention to stop transforming unless, of course, they find mortal mates of their own. They say that I'm far too accident-prone to be allowed to wander about for eternity unattended by their watchful eyes; I need them, now and forever. It's bull, but I go along with it.

My involvement with the Second War of Voldemort wasn't the last time that a conflict in the Wizarding community tried to wreak havoc on my life. Nor was it the last time the Volturi decided to try and impose their will on my family. But those are other stories. I much prefer to focus on the years between each crisis.

"Hi," a blond-haired girl greeted a brunette that had just entered the cafeteria. "I'm Amy. You're Michelle, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Michelle replied.

"Why don't you sit with us?" the first girl offered.

"Thanks," Michelle said in relief. It was her first day at a new school and she had been terrified of not fitting in. She joined Amy and her friends at their table in the center of the room. The 'new girl,' as Michelle was known around the school, was very pleased to have been accepted by the popular kids. Introductions were made and everyone engaged in some general high school small talk.

"Say, who're they?" the brunette eventually asked as she nodded her head in the direction of a table on the far side of the room.

Amy followed the new girl's nod. "Oh, them. Those are the Cullens and the Hales. They're Doctor Cullen's kids. Well, I don't think any of them are actually his kids because Doctor Cullen and his wife are so young. The twin blonds are Rosalie and Jasper Hale and the one with glasses is their younger brother, Harry Hale. The really big guy is Emmett Cullen, the little one is Alice Cullen, and the last guy is Edward Cullen."

"Huh," Michelle said, never taking her eyes off of the teens.

"Yeah, well don't get your hopes up because they're all together. Like together, together," the Amy continued in a scandalized voice. "Rosalie and Emmett, Jasper and Alice, and Harry and Edward. Weird, huh? Can you imagine being paired up like that? It's like a freaky version of Noah's Ark or something. I bet the only reason Harry and Edward are together is because the others are together," she said in contempt. "So weird," she reiterated.

On the far side of the room, Harry couldn't help but smirk. "Is that why you're with me? Were you just lonely because everyone else is paired up?"

"It's because he pities you, brat," Rosalie said in a good-natured tone. "Just like those dogs of yours."

"Rosalie," Edward chastised lightly before focusing on his mate.

Harry smiled as he pushed his for-show glasses up on his nose. "Meh, pity sex is still sex."

Emmett let out a booming laugh that seemed to frighten some of the students at nearby tables. Their fright, in turn, caused Alice to giggle airily and Jasper to smirk.

"So is it like this at every school?" the youngest immortal asked as he spared the new girl a momentary glance.

"Yes," Edward said with a sigh. "You get used to it."

"Though we do pose as college students and recent high school grads every once in a while," Jasper pointed out. "Just so that we don't get too bored."

"As long as I'm with you, I don't think I could possibly get bored," Harry said as he leaned over and, to the horror of the teacher monitoring lunch hour, gave Edward a kiss on the cheek.

"The old witch is looking at you again," Emmett pointed out.

"She's disgusted. And so am I," Rosalie said. "That line was awful, my dear. You really should try harder in the future."

"And don't let Jasper give you any ideas," Alice said. "Esme won't let you do the college student thing until after you've graduated at least once. And because it will be your first time graduating, she's gonna make a huge fuss about it."

Harry leaned back in his chair and smiled at his family as they laughed at Alice's comment.