[Twilight, HP] Wizards and Vampires

If there was a wall in front of him, Harry really wanted to bang his head on it.

Oh my God, am I stumped that I've become an old man who covets beauty?To actually use this method to prove to him that he is also a man, not a weak girl who needs his protection.Although I always like to pretend to be shy and shy, it's all to hide the truth from Charlie, Renee and the classmates at school...

When he was pushed away, the once "savior"'s feverish brain calmed down.In fact, he almost had a magic riot because of this kiss.Thinking of this, his cheeks became hot uncontrollably.

While calming down the fluctuation of magic power, the green-eyed boy clenched his teeth and leaned against the tree trunk as if he was deeply shocked.His face was pale, but his cheeks were rosy, like a patient with a high fever.

"Harry, how are you! Are you hurt? Or a headache?" Edward.Karen's worried voice rang in his ears, and he grabbed Harry's arm and almost wrapped him in his arms.

He said eagerly: "I didn't mean it. I mean, I don't want to kiss you. If you get too close to me, I may not be able to control my instinct. I will be seduced by you and sucked dry." Your blood. Even if I controlled my instincts, my teeth could cut your lips, which is poisonous, so... Harry, wizards are special, but they are human, aren't they? Your skin can't Resist the fangs of vampires."

"No," Harry said with some difficulty, trying to maintain the stability of his magic power, "I just did this to prove to you that I am a man just like you, and I don't want to be treated carefully by you. Of course, if the person you are dating It's a woman, she'd be happy, but I'm not." He'd already raised the issue with him on the way, but it didn't seem to work.

"You think I hurt your masculinity? Come on. Harry, you are someone I love, and I hope to keep you out of danger. It has nothing to do with whether you are a man or a woman." Edward heaved a sigh of relief, a little funny Looking at him, his tone was extremely gentle.

Harry felt his cheeks burn because of this tender and straightforward confession.He almost throws up his hands in surrender, maybe let the vampire take care of that, he wants to!Well, it's good to get used to this kind of thing.

But after looking up and seeing the smile on the corner of the vampire's mouth, the green-eyed boy changed his attention again. At least it was a bit embarrassing for him to kiss him and be pushed away, no matter what the reason was.He pushed the vampire away angrily, and walked towards Fox Town alone.Then, the next moment, he was amused by his childish behavior.

When I met Edward, it seemed that my age in this life was growing negatively.Well, Edward wasn't much better sometimes, and in some things he lived his hundred years on dogs.

Moments later, the green-eyed boy began to confess his rudeness in the previous sentence.

"I said, you want me to just walk in front of your limousine like this? Or stay home until dawn, be found by Charlie and be grounded for a month?" The green-eyed boy turned to the silent vampire.

"Of course not." Edward's expression relaxed, "Actually, I thought you were mad at me."

"Hey, I'm not that naive adolescent boy." Harry.Swan said with some embarrassment, and then felt that he had climbed on the vampire's back.He whispered in his ear, "Actually, I haven't finished talking about me being a wizard. I want to know what you vampires know about wizards."

"I don't know anything myself, maybe Carlisle will. I'll ask him for you when he gets back. Hey, don't pull my hair, Harry... hurry up, we should be back with you by five in the morning Home..." Edward.Karen's cheerful voice came.

"Edward, I've always wanted to ask, isn't your body invariable from the moment you become a vampire? If I pull out your hair, will it still grow back?"

Edward was silent.

Not a bad night...

The green-eyed boy clamped the vampire's tough and powerful waist with his legs, enjoying the feeling of "flying broom" again.

However, as soon as he got into the warm and comfortable compartment, his excitement that lasted all night completely disappeared, replaced by sleep that did not exceed four hours in two days, and the spirit caused by forcibly suppressing the magic riot Sleepiness from consumption.

He leaned back on the soft back and fell asleep.

"Harry, if you're sleepy, go to sleep."

"No, no." The green-eyed boy yawned and said vaguely, "Is the knight responsible for taking me home? I'm not Your Royal Highness."

"I will do my best to send you back to your bed safely." The deep and gentle voice of the vampire came from beside my ear.

"But I can't get a goodnight kiss..." Harry murmured his displeasure.

"Maybe... I will get used to your taste as soon as possible and overcome its temptation." The vampire turned down the sound of the car radio...

"So you can kiss?"

"……,Yes."

……

In the wee hours of the morning, the mist filled the sky, and everything was immersed in a quiet and deep blue sleep.

Immersed in the soft and soothing music, Harry missed the bed in the bedroom very much. Although Edward was driving fast, he wished he could lie on it right away.It's just that he was unwilling to fall asleep in front of the radiant vampire.

If my magic stabilizes, I can use Apparition, and it will only take me a few seconds to get home.

Although he thought so, in fact, he fell asleep without holding on for a few minutes, and he had already left his "masculine" dignity behind him.

Early the next morning, after being woken up by Charlie, Harry looked in the mirror depressedly, he couldn't remember when he fell asleep at all.

"I need a bottle of brain refresher, but I haven't prepared any potions in this world so far." The pale face, the dark bruises that are more obvious than vampires appeared under the eyes, and the green-eyed boy laughed at himself. I don't need to wash my underwear this morning.Because before he tore Ms. Medusa off her neck, he had been dreaming of being bitten by that handsome vampire.

"Harry, hurry up. It's an hour's walk from here to La Push, and Billy hopes we'll be there by ten o'clock." Charlie's voice came from downstairs.

"Okay. Indian Independence... Maybe Billy doesn't mind me going to them to catch up on sleep." The green-eyed boy straightened his glasses, hurriedly put on his clothes and ran downstairs.

Originally, he planned to spend the morning to catch up on sleep, but after only three hours of sleep, he was picked up by the radiant Charlie and went to see his old friends in the gathering area of ​​the Lapusi Quilut.

The red Chevrolet shuttled through the mist and headed towards La Push.Charlie didn't drive his patrol car today because it was sent in for repairs.

"Oh, if I die young, I must be sleepy." Harry gave up the driving seat to his father halfway, dragging his chin listlessly in a daze.

When the red truck drove into a forest path, an Indian village still retaining its primitive style appeared at the end of sight.

Charlie parked the car in the open space in front of a wooden house.

A dark brown Indian boy stood at the door and watched them.He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long, shiny black hair tied neatly behind his head with rubber bands, and looked extremely energetic.

Sitting in a wheelchair next to him was a middle-aged man who looked familiar.

"Harry, I think you remember them, don't you?" Charlie said, jumping out of the car.

"Yes." The green-eyed boy thought for a while, and greeted them: "Oh, Mr. Billy, thank you for this car, and this is your son Jacob, isn't it?"

"Yes. Harry, and also, glad you like my car." Billy said hello to Harry and turned to Charlie. "Hey, Charlie, old friend, finally free to see me."

"I've been busy with the wanted criminals in Seattle for the past few months. I'm free today, so I'm here to see my old friends."...

The two middle-aged men were chatting happily, and Harry didn't want to disturb them. He turned around and saw the Indian boy still standing beside him, and smiled at him friendly.

Seeing Harry's gaze, Jacob also smiled at him, showing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, looking extremely sincere.

I think I like him... Harry feels better.