A/N: I DO NOT OWN. You wish I did though.

I am SOOOOOOO sorry! My computer crashed again and I finally gave in and got it fixed. I hope to be updating more frequently since

1. The semester is over and

2. My computer is healthy now

Since I have abused my lovely readers with my problems and I am still new to this, I decided to give you an extra long chapter and look! THERE'S FINALLY SOME SMEXY TIME! LEMONS! LEMONS FOR EVERYONE!

The next day greeted Harry with darkness. It was still really early in the morning. That was to be expected. This was the third time he had woken up during the night and he decided that he was just going to get up. It really wasn't worth going back to sleep. Harry looked in the little box for Zeus and smiled when he had seen it empty. Zeus was on his way, if not already there. He stretched and showered, heading down for breakfast. After he ate he grabbed a book but couldn't seem to focus so against all reason, he headed out for another walk.

Harry walked into the woods in a pair of jeans and a hoodie that had the word VIBE on it. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and watched the twigs crack under foot, the old fallen dead leaves, crunching as he went out of his way to step on them. The sound was oddly satisfying. He stepped on another dead leaf and started when he heard a stick behind him snap. He was suddenly behind a tree and in a ready position. He saw a familiar face emerge and relaxed.

"Edward." He said softly, knowing the other would hear him. "What are you doing this far out from the house?" He saw Edwards eyes narrow and then relax.

"Same as anyone I suppose." He said. "Now the real question is, what are YOU doing out of bed at 3 in the morning?" They began walking again, quickly falling into step alongside each other.

Harry contemplated telling the other about his nightmares but quickly cast that option aside since doing that would require him to tell about the war and his life before that. He still had nightmares about the Dursley's. He shrugged instead and looked over at his jacket that was heavier than his even when the other wasn't effected by the cold as much as humans were. He assumed it was to fit in more than anything else.

"I couldn't sleep." He decided that this answer would cause the least curious response since plenty of humans had trouble sleeping on a regular basis. He got a sinking feeling that it didn't work as well as he'd hoped when the other paused for a moment, looking over at him but he let out a breath of relief when he nodded and kept walking. He was hoping the other would forget about it.

"So… What do you do with all of your extra time?" Harry asked, referring to the fact that the other couldn't sleep. "A person spends half of their life sleeping and you don't have to. What do you do with that time?" He explained as if the other didn't know what he was talking about. Harry watched Edward mull about what exactly he had done in his free time through the last hundred years.

"Well I suppose when you look at it that way, I haven't done much in the way of productivity but I have learned a few languages and graduated from college and high school a couple times." Harry raised his eyebrows. "Oh? And what schools have you graduated from?" Edward smirked and listed off all the prestigious schools he had attended Harry's eyes widening with each one.

The conversation was amicable and continued on like that for a while. He told Harry about how he met his lovely wife and the upset their child caused, both leading him back to the topic of the Vulturi and specifically Aro. Edward explained how much the other had wanted himself and Alice for years and now Renesme and Bella had been added to the list.

Harry reached out and touched the others arm but was confused when he sighed. "You don't get it, do you?" He said. "You're next. They are the most elitist you can get. You can't love a Vampire if you aren't one and all that bull shit." Harry's eyes widened.

"But I'm a creature! By both law and culture I should be perfectly qualified to bond with Carlisle!" Harry said quite vehemently taking a step back. Edward narrowed his eyes and looked the other up and down for a moment.

"Edward?" Harry said tentatively, not liking the suspicious look he was getting from the vampire. "Is there something wrong?" He asked and suddenly Edward stopped walking, turning to Harry to inspect him more openly.

"I've never heard of a human or a vampire having a bonded. Fall in love, yes. But never such a prevalent bond." Harry paled. What would they do if they figured it out? Alice already knew too much. He scrambled for an excuse.

"It's my Veela blood." He said and Edward rolled his eyes, making Harry feel a bit indignant. "If it were your creature blood, Victoria would have been one too." Harry crossed his arms and almost pouted but reigned it in, figuring his argument would not be taken too seriously if he were acting like a child.

"How would you or even Carlisle have known if she was? None of you even knew that there were other creatures besides yourself until VERY recently!" Harry's tone was defensive which put Edward on edge but he couldn't deny the fact that there was no way for the Cullen's to find out without Harry's help whether or not the others great ancestor was the same creature as the boy. Edward reluctantly conceded for now and walked Harry back to his house so he could get to work soon as the sun was coming up.

Harry almost thought he had gotten away with something great until the other turned around just as he was leaving to head back to his house and spoke. "You are going to have to tell as at some point, Harry." And he was gone. Harry almost dreaded going over to that house today just because Alice and Edward were two people he did not want to be on the bad side of. Both of them were smart and the worst part was that they were suspicious. Why did he have to give the two intelligent ones grounds for suspicion? Why not the muscle head or the beauty queen?

Harry sighed as he got into his car and leaned his head against the back of the seat for a moment before starting it up and heading to the station. When he got there, he greeted everyone as he was being greeted and went to the locker room to change into uniform. He went and sat down at his desk, starting on his paper work from the last day he had been here.

Harry was half way through when there was a commotion. He decided to ignore it but it got increasingly harder to do so when one Charlie Swan loomed over his desk. "So I take it everything went alright then?" Harry barked out a bitter laugh and vigorously signed off on another report sheet saying he confirmed the circumstances of arrest.

"I guess you could say that." He was still a bit unsettled by the concept of being forced but he would deal. For Carlisle, he would deal. Charlie didn't prod any more, sitting down and getting started on his work that had piled up while he had been gone. They finished up and switched shifts with Meyers and Holden, getting in the car and driving off. Harry slouched in his seat and sighed, not wanting to think about talking to the family later that day if they didn't already figure it out.

Harry looked out the window resuming his job of keeping an eye out for anything going on, on their way to the usual spot. The day had flown by, Charlie leaving him alone for the most part, which he was grateful for but as much as he had wanted time to think, he had also wanted to get his mind off of the fact that he was going to have to face the music soon. He had tried to convince himself that they might not know or that they might consider not bugging him about the strange occurrences and over lapping facts. That didn't last long though, with his previous record looming over head, he could only come to the conclusion that whatever hope there might have been, it was gone now because his horrid luck had stolen it away.

Harry got out of the car and went back to the station, finishing up the paper work and submitting the reports for the day that he would inevitably have to take care the following one. He rubbed his eyes and could feel the exhaustion hit him. His eyes felt heavy and swollen and he thought that a minute with his head down at his desk just to give him a bit of rest couldn't hurt. He laid his head down and snuggled into his arms, thoughts of the letter and if he had gotten one back drifting though his head lightly as he fell asleep to the rustling of papers and the scratch of pen on the same papers. He didn't know why but at the moment they were the most relaxing sounds in the universe.

Harry jolted awake when he felt something touch his shoulder. His eyes widened when he saw what it was and he quickly looked around. It was dark. He checked the clock and sighed with relief. He was worried that he had slept for so long, but glad that he hadn't had any nightmares. He looked at the owl that sat on his desk when he made sure that he was alone. There was a reason he kept beef jerky in his drawer and it wasn't because he liked to snack. He grabbed the letter and read the contents. His eyes widened and he grinned from ear to ear. Looks like his friend knew him all too well and had been planning a visit for quite a bit.

Harry tucked the letter away in his pocket and took his duffle home, planning on washing it when he got there. He packed up all of his things and headed straight for his humble abode, getting this nagging feeling that he was forgetting something. He pulled into his driveway and his heart leaped into his throat at the sight that met his eyes. He parked quickly and turned off the car. Looking at the six serious faces. His breathing came quicker and his heart accelerated. What was going to happen. He knew the stories. The burnings. Slow deaths. Torture. The systematic killing of all they loved. Magic was condemned. It was the root of anything abnormal. Creatures. People. Wizards weren't gods by a long shot but they were chosen. He didn't know why he was panicking now, it would do him no good in the end.

He got out of his car after he had calmed somewhat and put on a smile. He could see Carlisle's eyes widen as well as Jaspers but to a lesser degree and he hoped it wasn't because of what he thought it was. Harry walked up to them and his jovial words died in his throat. Every single one of them looked very much the killer they were built to be in this moment. He looked down, properly cowed and led them inside without a word.

He was quickly spun around and sat in his chair. He growled at the youngest male. "You will not man handle me in my own house. You would not have been able to get in if I had not allowed you to which is proof enough that I will talk, fool." He said, noting how much older he sounded when he spoke like that. It was his natural way of speaking but it wasn't the norm so he tended to dumb it down a bit. He didn't usually talk like this but he was frightened. He refused to let his hands tremble but his whole body was full to bursting with adrenaline. He was ready to run but he knew it was futile. He sighed and tried to relax, knowing what a pointless endeavor it was but was determined to not be fearful of his new family. They would understand. The would. Most certainly. And his thoughts went along those lines for a bit until an impatient voice spoke up and guided his attention to it in a not so gentile manner.

"So. There is something you aren't telling us." The blond spoke, Edward looking at Harry imploringly as if he was begging with his eyes for him to tell for fear of what would happen were he untruthful or not entirely forthcoming on the matter at hand.

Harry took a deep breath and pushed the air out quickly in a nervous gesture. He thought of something that would keep him safe for now and looked to all of them. "Do you all promise that whatever leaves my mouth from this point on, will not be repeated nor will it be the fuel to any violence you may commit on my person or anyone I care about?" He asked, thanking the powers that be his voice didn't waver.

Only when everyone verbally complied and the magic in the room swirled and settled in a way similar to a wizards oath but weaker and a punishment less than death did he continue on.

"Do you want the long or the short version?" They all looked at each other and nodded.

"Keep it short for now. I have a feeling that the long version is more complicated than we can imagine and Carlisle should be the first to know. You can tell us all when you think you are ready." Harry nodded. He thought it was a good idea but he also knew that it was only helping Harry to make excuses for himself. He looked into all of their eyes again and then to his hands.

"Well I suppose that the shortest version there is would be… I'm a wizard." He said the last part quietly, well aware that everyone in the room could hear him. There was no gasp nor utterances of disgust so when he looked up it came as a great surprise to him when he found that the youngest was holding in laughter and all but Carlisle was skeptical.

Carlisle looked as if he had come to a realization. He looked at Harry with wonder, as if he were a kid in a candy shop. "You're telling the truth, aren't you?" He said quietly and it garnered the attention of his children. They were trying to laugh it off but if Carlisle believed him, then they needed more than what Harry had given them.

"I think… Maybe the shortest version isn't what we need. Is there any way to expand on that without telling us the whole story?" Edward spoke. None of them even knew what being a 'wizard' entailed.

Harry thought about it and nodded hesitantly. "How about you ask and I'll tell you what you need to know." He said, wording that carefully, he could not tell them all they wanted to know because he was already violating the statute of secrecy as it was.

The first one to ask anything was Carlisle and it was not about what he thought it would be.

"Why are you so afraid?" Harry froze. So he could feel it through the bond. He looked down and memories flashed in his mind. He let down his defenses for a moment and he heard a gasp come from Edward's direction.

"What… What the hell was that?" He asked, the calm and collected façade crumbling a little.

Harry shuddered but collected himself. "We are hunted. There are people out there that treat us as if we were animals. We are not unlike your kind in that we were burned at stakes and treated as pariahs. We were a lot more careless with our specialties and we paid for it dearly. We still do." He whispered the last part, loosing himself for a moment again in the blood and gore of his memories. He didn't know why, but he had been seeing more death in his dreams these days than anything else and it was disturbing as an after-thought but in the moment the absence of life had been comforting. He was not about to let that slip though or he would be written up as a threat or just another crazy.

Carlisle's eyes softened and he reached out to put his rather cold hand on his own in a comforting gesture and it helped more than the other knew. He didn't continue on the subject so for now, it was dropped. The next question came.

"What's up with the bond between you and Carlisle?" It came from the blond and was a rather intelligent question despite how it was worded. He just wished he knew the answer to that one. Alice finally took a step forward and almost physically interjected herself into the conversation, not that she was excluded in the first place. "If I may?" She said, looking at Harry who urged her on, looking as if it were utter stupidity that he keep her from answering one of his very own questions. "Please."

Alice looked at Harry, answering as if it were him that had asked the question. "I did some research and I don't know if this is quite right since certain things have come to light tonight that I had not otherwise accounted for but the answer I found that was closest to your situation was reincarnation." Harry's eyes widened and he popped up from where he was sitting, almost kneeing Carlisle in the face if his reflexes weren't so fast.

This made so much sense. The picture, the power, the pull from the bond. Everything was so strong as if it had been waiting for a very long time and he wondered at how he hadn't seen it before now. He looked at Carlisle for what he felt like was the first time and he grinned. Their souls were meant to be together. Whether he was a boy or a girl or if he grew up pampered or… well…. How he actually grew up.

Suddenly something occurred to him. Why now? His soul had waited five hundred years so why is it now that the fates decided to do something about it? What was the same now as it was back then?

"Carlisle? What is the most prominent thing you can remember from your time before you were a vampire?" He knelt in front of Carlisle who was still on one knee on the floor in front of his chair from when he had comforted Harry.

He said the first thing that came to mind. "Victoria." And Harry smiled softly at the other, kissing him lightly.

"Something besides me." He said and in a moment he had processed the fact that Victoria was him and he was Victoria and it felt right. He could tell that Carlisle was thinking hard and he decided to help him. "Specific events, happy, sad, horrifying. What was society like back then." He whispered, looking into eyes that were far away, looking at distant memories.

Carlisle started talking without saying things. Anything he remembered from that time began to come out of his mouth without a filter, not sure what Harry was looking for in terms of information. He kept going and going and going about the weather, the people, the places. And then he stopped. He scrunched his face up in a way Harry thought was properly cute and he said something that made Harry think. "Everything was tense. It was teetering on some kind of edge or scale but I don't know why or what for."

Harry kissed the other quite inappropriately for the company they were in and pulled away grinning like a mad man. "That's it Carlisle! I could kiss you! I did kiss you!" He laughed and everyone just kind of looked at each other wondering if the man had completely lost his marbles.

"Guys, don't you see? Your world. My world. They are colliding and they are on a cusp and for some reason, our souls hold the key." He looked at Carlisle who was still dazed from the kiss and the momentary lapse from the pain of the stretched bond. He was too caught up wanting more for him to fully understand. Harry could see what was happening and he spoke quickly.

"I made a mistake. I need you to leave now if you do not wish to see something that will scar you for life." He said, keeping a careful eye on the dazed Carlisle as the children made themselves scarce. He took a deep breath and kissed the vampire again. He needed to prepare. He was suddenly glad he had slept during the day because he knew that he wasn't going to get any tonight.

Harry made his way upstairs, moving the other slowly so he didn't break from his trance. He could smell it. The scent of Carlisle and it was driving him insane with need. He put Carlisle in the bedroom and placed an impenetrable curse on it before showering. He took deep breaths but his temperature was rising and so was the friend between his legs. He groaned and leaned his head back against the tile of the shower, gasping at the contrast of the cold tile against his back and he moaned. He reached down his body and tugged twice on the rock hard member that he was adamant on ignoring but he knew it wasn't going to do any good. He quickly washed himself but was finding that he was being turned into a walking nerve ending that was only receptive to pleasure.

He dried off after he washed himself and prepped himself properly, almost cumming more than once in the process. Harry was starting to get dizzy from how much he was holding back and stumbled to the bedroom as quickly as he could. He waved the curse aside and opened the door to find everything on the floor including his lover who was stroking himself desperately. His eyes widened and so did his pupils at the primal desire coursing through his veins. He must have been letting some sort of scent out just like Carlisle was earlier because Carlisle's head snapped to where he was and in a second he was on the ground.

Soon coherent thought was behind them and the battle for dominance began. Harry fought tooth and nail for the right to be on top but without his wits about him, he was doomed to lose to the others super strength. He was tackled again after he had managed to slip away and pinned. Both of his hands pinned above his head by one of the others, leaving that other hand to do whatever it pleased with Harry's body.

As soon as dominance was established time seemed to slow down. It seemed that Carlisle felt that dominance need not only be established, but also enforced. Carlisle settled himself so one leg was between the others thighs and the other was on the outside. He leaned down, kissing from his jaw, down his neck as his hand slowly, agonizingly, slid down his chest to his stomach with a feather light touch.

Harry actually whined. A small pathetic noise in the back of his throat but to Carlisle it was world shattering. He could feel his cock throb in his pants at the sight of the beautiful man writhing beneath him and he slid his hand down just a little more until it was around the raven heads shaft. He pumped it once, twice, three times, the pale skin stretching over muscle and bone as he arched each time, his hips twitching in an attempt to feel more of whatever the hell was going on because he was so lost in his haze of pleasure that he didn't even know anymore. All he knew was that there was the pleasure and something else and both were building.

Carlisle stole the smaller man's breath in an instant with a soul searing kiss that had toes curling and air filling with moans that weren't meant for even less than decent company. His hand sped up and he felt Harry thrust and writhe under him. He couldn't take it anymore. He flipped him over, growling in his ear and grinning as the man tilted his head to expose his neck in submission and shiver at the utterly primal noise that had made its way out of Carlisle's throat. He whimpered and bit his lip when he felt the intrusion of two fingers, glad he had prepped himself earlier, another finger quickly making itself known. Harry arched his back and wriggled under Carlisle in the most tempting way, his body covered in a sheen of sweat as his hair was still wet from the shower, mixing with their fluids.

Harry screamed when he felt a spot inside him get hit, fireworks exploding in his vision. He panted harshly and tried to say something along the lines of 'again' but unsure if he actually formed the words or if he was just speaking gibberish. Harry tried to move things along but he couldn't form coherent sentences and he was pretty sure that even if he could, Carlisle wouldn't understand. Harry's thoughts were turned off a moment later when his prostate was his again and again and again. He cried out every time, a bit of saliva leaking from the side of his mouth as he felt the pleasure overtake him.

He tried to follow the fingers when the pulled out of him right before he came, sobbing in frustration into the floor until he was shocked silent by something bigger and much more filling taking their place. Harry's toes curled when with every movement, the other brushed past his prostate. He groaned when the other was fully seated in him, pushing his hardness and lower abdomen against the floor. The pleasure was caught in his throat and he just wanted to scream for the other to do something but he didn't have to. Carlisle pulled out and suddenly began pounding Harry in a way that was just too primal to describe. Harry could feel the end coming and wondered how on earth the two of them had lasted so long in a very brief thought before he was cumming all over the floor, his eyes rolling back as he let out an entirely too submissive noise for his liking. Carlisle came inside of his mate with a roar that was very much unlike him and then they started again. They defiled every surface and wall in that house until the sun came up and Harry had fallen unconscious and- only for this moment- so did Carlisle, as the bond finally solidified. When they awoke, they would find that this night served as a catalyst, putting their fates in motion irreversibly.

A/N:

So I hope you liked and I like to think I didn't leave you hanging too much with the end of this chapter. Thus ends the struggle of the bond and starts a new arch of our story. This is the first time I have ever written smut in a story so tell me what you think because I am too embarrassed to go back and read it.

I AM STILL TAKING GUESSES AS TO WHO THE MYSTERY (WO)MAN IS! STATE YOUR HOUSE AND WHO YOU THINK IT IS. 20 POINTS TO EVERY PERSON WHO GETS IT RIGHT. I. WILL. BE. KEEPING. TRACK. GUESSSSSSS!

Ta-Ta~!