𝕿𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗? 𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘.

ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔈𝔡𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡'𝔰 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔰.

He was on Edward’s back, they were running… well Edward was running. Harry was in a forest. Trees surrounded them, and Edward’s siblings were up ahead. They came upon a wide open field, with tall, clearly untrimmed grass that Aunt Petunia would be appalled at. They stopped running and Edward knelt down, Harry scrambled off his back and looked around. It was a big field, trees lined the perimeter of it. In was also quiet. It would have made a good place for quidditch practice or flying Blackjack around (which Percy would appreciate). Speaking of which he wondered what his siblings were doing. He hoped they weren’t looking for him. He quickly got out his phone and checked the time-2:25- wincing he checked his messages, his phone was bombarded with missed calls.

He typed out an apology to Bella and told her his location before powering it off again. He would attract monsters if you used it too long. Looking up he noticed that the Cullens were in their positions and Esme was stood next to him with a whistle. She looked him over carefully. “I prefer to referee. It can get a little…shall we say competitive.” She said giggling. Harry nodded. “Would you like my help?” He asked knowing he would be pretty much useless in the game and in refereeing it. “No, that’s okay dear. It goes too fast for even me sometimes.” Harry was sure she had just said that second part to make home feel better. Leaning back in the grass he decided, he liked Ms. Cullen, she was very kind to him. 

Thus the game began, with Alice at pitcher and Emmett at bat. Harry hardly had time to even register the fact that the ball had been thrown before there was a loud crack and it was in the air. Harry could now see why they had to wait for thunderstorms. It had begun to drizzle and thunder earlier, which granted was not unusual for Forks, but the rain was steadily picking up, beating down and soaking Harry’s trainers. He watched as Edward zipped off to catch the ball and in the blink of an eye, Emmett started running bases, he approached home, but not before Edward was able to tag him out. The game continued with Esme calling out score every now and again.

Harry began to get lost in thought, tuning out the game and just listening to the rain beat down on the soil and grass. Mud was caked on the bottom of his trousers and his glasses were dripping water, he silently cast a spell to keep the water off them so he could see. He distantly registered Rosalie hitting a home run and running around the bases to home. He began shivering, he should have brought a jacket. As the game commenced Harry got colder, but he also began to get more intrigued by it. It was a score of 88-92. Edward’s quaff hair was no longer so and Rosalie’s clothes were covered in dirt. 

He watched as there was an intermission in the game, studying them all, he watched them stiffen slightly before Mr. Cullen called them all over to where Esme and Harry were standing. Harry was confused. What was going on? Edward grabbed Harry’s shoulder firmly. “Stay put.” He whispered lowly as his eyes scanned the tree line. “Wha-?” Harry began before he stopped. Edward watched as his eyes widened. In the distance, Harry saw a head of platinum, blonde hair, but it wasn’t just that there were three other people, three males and one female, hanging off the arm of one of the males. 

The girl had a head full of red, curly hair. She had a sharp face and sharp eyes. While the male that she gripped onto had brown hair and an average, but vaguely threatening appearance. The final man that Harry didn’t know had long, dark hair and a deceivingly charming smile. That smile sent shiver down his back. The final man, Harry knew all too well, bright blonde hair, slender frame, pale skin, sharp face and expensive clothing, was Draco Malfoy. Harry looked closer, all four had blood red eyes and all were looking at the group.

Harry locked eyes with Draco, Malfoy just smirked the same smirk he’s had since the first time Harry met him, and Draco waved menacingly.The group of four slowly stalked closer to Harry and the Cullens, stopping some 20 meters away. Malfoy’s eyes locked on Harry the whole time. “Can we play?” The smooth voice of the man with the average appearance said. “Actually” Mr. Cullen said with forced relaxation. “We were just leaving, you can keep the bat and ball.” He said shuffling back towards the cars a bit. “Oh, but it’s no fun with just four.” The girl smirked. 

Mr. Cullen gave an inaudible sigh. “I- suppose a round or two wouldn’t hurt.” He said with false resignation. Edward squeezed Harry’s hand as he was left with Esme once again. Esme subtly moved closer to him, and wrapped his shivering form in her coat, hoping to cover the scent a bit. She blew the whistle and the game once again restarted, the tenseness still palpable in the air. Edward was consistently checking on Harry from afar now, looking over at him. Draco still watched creepily. Harry was stiff, a Malfoy would do anything to get their way. 

There was another intermission. The Cullens quickly huddled around Harry and the other vampires huddled amongst themselves. Harry saw Draco discreetly pull out a stick- his wand, the air shimmered and then the group started talking, but not even the Cullens could hear what they were saying. Harry knew of course, that Malfoy put a silencing spell up. It appeared that the average looking male was speaking harshly to Draco and the man with long hair, while both just kept cool faces. They all kept looking in the Cullen’s direction. Harry watched again as the shield was taken down. 

They all stood straight and watched the Cullens.

Then it was all over. Edward grabbed Harry around the waist and began to run with his family close behind and the four other vampires perusing them. Emmett was stopping every now and then to hold them off for longer. Harry clung to Edward as they ran. It gave him a whiplash. All of Harry’s senses were overloaded, trying to process what was happening, Harry was yanked at and Edward began to run faster. 

Suddenly Harry was ripped from his arms and in someone else’s. Dead silence. Fear. Harry could feel it in the air. Harry looked up. He was being held by Malfoy. Out of the corner of his eye he saw him tucking a wand away. The bastard had summoned him. Edward was staring unblinkingly at Harry and everyone was still tense. Draco leaned down, and whispered in Harry’s ear. Even if everyone else in the vicinity could hear it. “Scared, Potter?” It sent shivers down Harry’s spine and Draco laughed mercilessly. “Come on respond.” Draco drawled in his ear. 

Harry looked down. He tried to get out of Draco’s grasp. “Say it!” Draco said louder in his ear, squeezing him tighter. Harry sighed, “ You wish.” He said quietly not looking at the Cullens. “Not so defiant now as you were as a little 2nd year are you, Potter?” Draco cackled and suddenly Harry was being sucked through a straw and the world began to spin. 

Harry and Draco slammed onto a floor. It was unceremonious. It was dirty. Harry heard his head crack and he began to feel dizzy. Draco was still gripping him. Harry tried in his dazed state to observe his surroundings, knowing he wasn’t getting out of Draco’s grip which was starting to suffocate him. The ceilings were tall, but the room was small. There was one cot in the corner and there was a board of photos in the corner. None moving which was a tad surprising, but all were of him.

A million Harrys all doing different things, almost none were facing the camera, they were side shots, back shots and even an upside down shot and newspaper clippings but not one of them was he looking at the camera. Except in one. This was also the only moving portrait. It was him (obviously), but his siblings were in it too. Harry was in the center, with his arms around Percy and Bella’s shoulders on either side of him. All of them were grinning widely at the camera. The photo had been taken by Hermione in the second year in front of Gringotts, where they had taken an inheritance test confirming their sibling status. The three had never been happier. Even with the rough year and summer under their belts.

The thing that was most disconcerting to Harry about the picture however, was that there were scratches over their faces of his siblings, leaving him the only subject in the portrait. Harry didn’t know what it meant or if in meant anything at all, but it concerned him. “Looking for something.” A guttural voice dragged out next to him. Harry jumped as he was pinned to the floor. He breathed heavy. Shit he had forgotten about Malfoy. “What is this?” Harry breathed. “Oh, you’ve discovered my research.” Draco replied with yet another smirk on his face. “Research?.” Harry said heatedly. “You mean stalking?” Harry glared at his kidnapper. 

“Well there’s many names one can call it. I call it research. You call it stalking, but stalking is a bit harsh.” Draco said evenly holding Harry’s wrists tighter. Harry wiggled, but Draco held firm. “What are you going to do with me? Kill me?” Harry asked, still trying to break Draco’s hard grasp. Bruises were starting to form around his wrists. Draco looked at him, contemplatively, “No. Using you is better. Victoria, James and Laurent are on their way.” Harry gaped at him. “What are you going to use me for?” He questioned hesitantly, quietly. 

Draco spoke one thing, it was low and Harry almost didn’t hear him. “I know your secret.” 

Harry felt his blood run cold.

-

Edward watched as Harry was whisked away by an unseen force in Draco. He just blinked and then they were gone. Victoria, James and Laurent were also gone. There was no traceable scent to follow and no sign that they had ever been there. Except one thing. A note.

[We know his secret]

Edward repeated it like a mantra in his head over and over again. Secret. What secret? The only secret Edward could think of would be that they know of his Demigod status, but why would they kidnap him over that. What secret did Harry Swan-(Potter?) have. Edward didn’t know, but he knew someone who might. Edward looked at his family. They all were looking at him, there was devastation thick in the air.

”What do we do now?” Esme whispered. Holding the jacket that she had put over Harry’s shoulders. It had fallen off. It was covered in mud. “We go see the siblings.” Edward said hollowly and they made their way back to the cars.

Speeding through Forks wasn’t any trouble. It was quiet as it was a Sunday afternoon. They pulled up to the white and blue house. Bella was sat anxiously on the porch and in the love seat next to her sat Percy and a blonde boy, both looking around worriedly. They almost seemed to be looking for something. A threat. They always remained vigilant. Bella stood up when the Cullens exited the car. Edward approached her. “Can we speak to you and Percy? Alone.” He said peering suspiciously at the blonde boy. “Jason is safe.” Bella said looking each one in the eye. She sighed. “Come inside. Hurry. Uncle Charlie and Aunt Reneé are almost back from work and Aunt Sally, Uncle Paul and Estelle are at the shops.” Bella said as she led the entire group inside.

Edward began talking hesitantly. “It would be in our best interest to keep this matter away from your Aunts and Uncles.” 

“What’s wrong. Where’s Harry” Bella said frantically, horrification etched in her tone. “Shh. Shh. Calm dear. It will all be okay.” Esme soothed walking to Bella and running her hands through Bella’s hair. Bella sat on the arm of the couch and leaned into Esme. “Talk.” Bella said immediately after, and be damn well sure that Edward started talking. Bella stopped Edward at the note. “What secret?” She whispered. “Percy can you think of anything?” Percy gaped at her. “You don’t know? But he tells you everything. I don’t know anything.” He said helplessly. “I doubt anybody at camp or school would know if we don’t.” Bella thought aloud. 

“What if we just looked through his stuff?” Percy asked standing and looking up the stairs. The entire group of 10 all clambered desperately up the stairs. They walked into the shared room of the siblings. There was noting out of the ordinary except for one thing the window was cracked and the curtain was blowing in the wind. Edward knew for a fact that Harry had closed the window just this morning. “Have any of you opened the window?” Edward asked looking at the siblings and the Jason fellow. “No.” Was the three’s immediate reply.

The Cullens started going through the bedside table with the siblings going through Harry’s school truck looking for anything that could indicate what the other 4 vampires wanted. Jason was looking under the furniture. They all froze when they heard 2 locking cars and laughter in the driveway. Percy bravely looked out the window. “Shoot, The Aunts and Uncles are home. They can’t find you guys.” He said looking anxiously at the Cullens. They were all about to climb out the window when Jason said something. “Guys I found something.” He said pulling a thin envelope from below the mattress of the bunk bed. He handed Bella the paper and she ripped it open, carefully. 

[Your move.;)]

Bella looks more closely at the room. How hadn’t she noticed before. All around the room were little numbers in blood red. She spoke. “Guys. Look around.” The room went completely silent as they looked and the front door opened. “Quick Look for all the numbers you can and meet us in the forest along Sender Avenue at 7 pm.” Bella whispered frantically as she dragged Percy and Jason out of the room and shut the door. Just as the Cullens heard the little feet of a toddler run up the stairs and her exciters squeals of delight. 

They quietly turned the room upside down scouring every surface for the numbers.

0, 18, 21, 13, 22, 0, 15, 25,15, 5

With that the Cullens slipped out of the room and into the slowly darkening forest.