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Carlisle smiled as he entered the office of Albus Dumbledore, but was surprised when the old man only looked at him with guilt and regret. "You asked to see us?" He and his family had come as soon as he'd gotten the headmaster's letter, complete with portkey. He'd been surprised to receive the letter from a wizard he'd never met, but they had all agreed to come as the man said he had to tell them something that would affect the entire family.

"I have so many apologies to make to you and your family, so much I've done wrong that I will never be able to make right." The old man appeared contrite enough, but Edward's growl still caught the family off guard.

"You wiped our memories?" Edward was almost feral as he said this, and the rest of them were just confused. They all had no idea what he was talking about, and Carlisle was dreading finding out.

"I didn't wipe them, but rather altered them to make you forget one thing…or rather, one person." He wasn't sure how he was feeling at the old man's words, but he was willing to hear the man out. "Six years ago I picked up a child you had been raising, as I'd promised his parents I would watch out for him and return him to them when he had turned 11. We, his parents and I, had agreed that his mother's sister and her husband would raise him, so I was honestly surprised to find out that you had somehow gotten custody of him. I had a promise to keep, so I picked the child up from his school one day, but only after I'd altered your memories so that there was no recollection of him."

The sadness in the man's eyes was almost heartbreaking were it not for the fact that this man was confessing to kidnapping someone who appeared to be his son. "I would like to say that all my poor judgments ended here, but I'm afraid I can't. I didn't know that this child had been removed from his families care because they had been abusing him, and I returned him to them. At the time I thought it would only be for a year, but once again I was wrong, as his parents did not take him back."

"So you're telling me you took our child from us, and gave him to his abusive relatives, all for parents who'd abandoned him in the first place." Esme's eyes were black, and he was sure his wife was almost feral, and he wasn't much better. "Return my memories to me, and then take me to my son."

Albus sighed, waving his wand in their direction, and it was life a fog in his mind had cleared. He remembered a scared little six year old he'd adopted after the child had suffered horrors at the hands of relatives that had gotten off on a technicality. He remembered his family trying to gain the trust of the frightened child, and how a smile, not matter how small, from the child made their days were living.

"Where is he?" He seethed, trying to keep his vampire reigned in, or else he would kill the man.

"That's why you are here, tonight Harry turns sixteen, and will come into his inheritance. I went to his aunt's house to retrieve him so that he could be monitored during the process, and found him to be beaten to the verge of death." He paused seeing the seven murderous vampires staring back at him. "That is not the worst of it though, his body is so weak due to his family's treatment of him, he will not survive his inheritance. That is why I brought you here, I wanted him to have family to help ease his passing."

"Take us to him now." Carlisle spoke, his dead heart breaking, he just wanted to see his son, wanted to say goodbye. It was obvious from the devastated looks on the rest of his family's faces that they were much in the same boat as him. The old man stood, and led them through the stone hallways, stopping in front of a tall set of double doors.

The headmaster opened the doors, and Carlisle's eyes instantly sought out the bed which held his son. His heart breaking at how small and frail he looked. Sitting next to the bed were two newborn vampires. "Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, I have brought Harry's family."

"I think you should leave headmaster." The red haired boy said as he moved at full speed to stop the old man's approach. The old man nodded sadly before turning and walking out, and the boy motioned for them to follow him. "I'm Ron and this is Hermione, we've been friends with Harry since we were all 11." He explained, but all Carlisle could do is look at his son, but in the back of his mind he heard Jasper introducing them.

"Can't we turn him?" Alice's voice was pleading as she spoke, and he turned hopeful eyes to the two new vampires.

"No," Hermione said, her devastation clear on her face. "His inheritance would stop the venom and destroy it." And it was painful to basically be told there was no hope to save the little boy who meant so much to him.

He approached the bed, and reached out and held his son's hand, "I don't know if I should tell you to fight, or that it's ok to give up and rest." He told his son, smoothing the hair from the boy's forehead. "I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you, to protect you, but I want you to know that I never stopped loving you, and I never will." He saw a pale hand take Harry's other one, and looked up and met the eyes of his heartbroken wife.

The whole family pulled up chairs around the bed, Ron and Hermione joining them, and recalled stories from when Harry was little, everyone willing time to slow. They listened closely, hearing Harry's heart start to slow down, and his breathing became difficult. They knew their time was limited, so everyone took turns saying their goodbyes, each one more heartbreaking than the last.

He said his goodbye, then stood back to let Esme have her turn. "Please baby, I can't say goodbye to you, I need you to live, I need to have you here with me. I promise, I promise I will never let anyone take you from us again. Please baby, please don't leave me." He wrapped his arm around his wife, wishing he could make this easier for her, knowing it was impossible. He could feel the sobs coming from her, even if the tears were not there.

They listened to the heartbeat slow, and finally stop, all of them standing there in devastation. They took a few moments with him, before one by one, they all turned and slowly walked out of the hospital wing. It was then that a wind started to sweep through the wing, and he heard the most beautiful sound in the world…he heard a heartbeat.

That had been nine years ago, and Carlisle Cullen was very happy to say his live was almost complete. It turned out Harry had some elf blood in him that had been dormant, but had become active. He and Esme had been at Harry's side the second he woke, and while it took some doing, they were finally a family again.

Harry hadn't wanted to trust any of them, and they hadn't blamed him, but they refused to be pushed away. They had also taken Ron and Hermione in, introducing them to the vegetarian lifestyle, after finding out their families had disowned them after they'd been turned in the Department of Mysteries, which helped them gain Harry's trust as well.

"What are you doing in here?" He asked his son when he walked into his study and saw Harry sitting on the couch with a book open in his lap.

"Seeing how long it takes to be found." Harry said, not looking up from his book, and he just smiled closing his door. He knew Harry felt stifled by the entire family some times, so was always glad to help the elf hide out.

Harry had stopped aging after his inheritance, so like the rest of the teens in the house was stuck at 16 years old, and was starting his junior year of high school for the second time, the family having taken 2 years off of school to let Hermione and Ron become accustomed to being around so many humans.

Harry being an elf made the family feel like they had to protect him, as he was still able to bleed, though the scent of it didn't affect them, and his bones still broke, and he looked fragile. He had apparently descended from two type of elves, the wooded elves and weather elves, which meant he had some control over the earth and weather. It also meant he had a large amount of magic that coursed through him, and without a mate to ground him, could over power him at times. Thankfully he'd learned how to release some of it back into the earth.

He still slept and ate, much to Esme's delight as she loved to cook for him. He was small, the same height as Alice, which helped him to pass as her twin which was the cover they used for him. He had an almost feminine look to him, with hair down to his mid back, and soft as silk.

"How was school today?" He kept his voice down in case anyone was looking for Harry, wanting to have some time with his son.

"Boring now that Ron understands everything the teachers are teaching us." Ron had had a difficult time in the past with the muggle curriculum, which had been very entertaining for the rest of the family.

"If I remember correctly, you didn't have an easy time of it either." He smiled at his son, though Harry had had an easier time than Ron, at least he knew about muggle schools.

"Semantics." Harry made a motion as though it was nothing. "So apparently there is going to be a new student starting tomorrow."

"Yes, Charlie Swan's daughter is starting." He'd seen Charlie out and about over the weekend, and the man had been over the moon at the prospect of having his daughter come live with him.

"I'm just glad we are no longer the fuel for the gossip chain." Harry said with a relieved smile. The two were quiet after that, just enjoying each other's company.

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"Who are they?" They all tried to act nonchalant when they heard the girl's question, and just waited for the gossip queen, Jessica Stanley, to take over.

"Those are the Cullens." They all exchanged glances, knowing they wouldn't have to wait long before their "history" was laid out for the new girl. "Don't bother, they're all together, like together together."

"I can't read the new girls thoughts." Edward said, stunning the entire group. It unsettled the group of teens just a bit, it was hard to make sure your secret was safe if you couldn't hear what a person was thinking.

"That's the blondes are the Hales, Rosalie and Jasper, they're twins. The brunet with the curly hair is Hermione Granger, and the others are all Cullens, Emmett is the big one, then there are the twins Harry and Alice, Ron is the red head, and last but not least is Edward. Jasper and Alice are together, same with Rosalie and Emmett, and Hermione and Ron. Edward hasn't shown an interest in any girl here, and we're all pretty sure Harry plays for the other team," Harry shifted uncomfortably hoping his family didn't read too much into it, not knowing how people from a less progressive time would handle him being gay, even if it was true...which, if his suspicions of his being a submissive elf came true, might just be the case.

He smiled at Ron when the other boy gave him his apple, biting into it. Food was the thing Ron missed most about being mortal, but thankful he and Hermione kept their magic when they were turned. Ron was also the only person who knew of Harry's suspicions. Ron had been accepting, even urging Harry to tell their family, but Harry had already lost them once, he didn't think he could handle losing them again.