I'm AraBella (air-rah-bell-la) Drue (drue=drew) Tomlinson.

Wand: unicorn hair in the center, has the appearance of Draco Malfoy's wand

Family: adopted by the Lovegoods

I have almost pale blond hair like my mom and blue eyes like my dad. I am not only a Half-blood witch, but I am a mad one. Mad as in straight jacket crazy, not mad as in angry; but I guess I could be angry after everything I've been through. But that would just be selfish; I've had time to think things through, to go over things in my head.

I always wanted to be a singer in the wizarding world, and maybe one day I will pursue those dreams.

But anyway, I was in the House of Ravenclaw, when I attended Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry for seven years in the same year as the legendary Harry Potter(or better yet: The Boy Who Lived, and later known to be The Chosen One).

I'm now 20yrs old, and everything I'm about to tell you happened only a four years ago..but it feels like everything happened just yesterday, from where I stand. And I must warn you: Please don't judge me..

I found out back then that: 'Love is a ruthless game, unless you play it good and right'. But that wasn't the case, for my situation.

I learned that sometimes love can be sad, beautiful, tragic and treacherous all at the same time.

I have to understand that I can't tell you the whole story in the introduction, so let me begin again...

My 17th Birthday

I was in a lively daydream that I had had many times before; but somehow, it was better this time..it felt oh to good to be real.

I felt his rough, pale skin with the tips of my hands. I felt his ice, cold breath blowing on my neck. It felt so good that it burned, I couldn't help but gasp out loud and grip onto him, wanting more.

His scent was so captivating and minty; I almost thought that I was in doublemint heaven.

We snogged so hard and passionately, that my lips were raw: I felt so utterly right in this moment that I knew who ever this beautiful creature was, I wanted him to be mine forever.

This was it, I thought, I think I love him.

Who is this "he", this strange man in my day dream? All I can tell you he had the most incredible hair in the world to me..and he was so oddly handsome in my eyes at the time, that I forgot the consequences.

Then, the dream becomes clearer to give me a better view of the setting, where there is me and my oddly handsome guy. We both were in a gothic type room, it was dark but he was so pale that I could point him out in the Forbidden Forest at midnight. Nonetheless, we had our hands wrapped around each other, like we were never going to let go. I was staring at him like I was hungry, and to tell the truth, I was..hungry for his body, anyway.

But then, it just happened: He slowly reached his hand to stroke my cheek, and then he pulled me closer to his chest, and leaned down into a kiss; letting his other hand go through my hair.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned the favor...and then, he did something that really got me thinking later on.. he smirked at me like he had won a prize, and I knew that I had seen that somewhere; but where? I sat there pondering on where I had seen that guy and his smirk before..it was weird.

It was honestly like deja vu...

"Miss Tomlinson, I believe I asked you a question, said Professor Snape(Head of Slytherin House and Potions Master), interuppting my deja vu, day dream.

"Um, can you repeat the question, please, Professor" I answered, snapping out of my weird trance, unable to recall any question he had asked me.

"I'm sorry, wrong answer. But maybe I can repeat the quesion in detention." And then..as if I hadn't gone mad enough, I saw a flash of the guy from my dream, and he smirked at me. WHOA.

I felt a little whip lash, so I blinked a few times in the direction I saw the dream guy. But, on that last blink, I opened my eyes and only saw Professor Snape, turning to walk away.

The class filled with Ravenclaws and Slytherins snickered as I sunk into my seat, knowing that I was defeated. My House mate and sister-like friend, Luna Lovegood, looked over at me and asked if I was okay, which lead Snape to give her detention too! Great, I thought as I sulked for the rest of the Potions lesson. Just great; detention on my 17th birthday.

Later that night, Luna and I went down to the Dungeons to serve our detention with Professor Snape.

It was a long and tiring night, especially after he made Luna and I clean out his whole DUNGEON office! What a great way to spend a birthday! But, I can honestly say, that I was really thinking about the guy from my day dream earlier that day...I thought about that smirk. That smirk..

When it was a quarter to midnight, he finally dismissed us, but oh no, I was NOT going to bed without a fight! Oh, how stupid I'd been..

"Bella, are you coming?" Luna yawned at me when I had stopped in my tracks, thinking about going to give Snape a piece of my mind; but I told her that I'd meet her in our dorm in the tower after awhile. She asked if I was okay and I told her yes, I just needed to check something..

I strolled slowly back to Professor Snape's office, partly waiting until the sound of Luna's footsteps had disappered, but mostly thinking of what I was going to say to the Professor.

Because, let's be serious: What can you say to a man like that? I was thinking. I mean, he is beyond your typical gothic guy.

The man was a Death Eater, for Merlin's sake! I was thinking when I heard voices coming my way from the nearest stair case. So I found the nearest statue and hid behind it, confused about who could be coming to visit the Professor at midnight.

I pulled out my Invisibility Cloak (it was a birthday gift from my late, beloved aunt), and draped it over myself, just in case of being seen.

Finally, I saw the source of the voices; they were Slytherin students, three I recognized as Draco Malfoy, and his two main lads: Crabbe and Goyle, and the others were two girls and three other boys.

They were having a whispered, but heated argument about something I couldnt interpret at the time, but I heard the words "Room of Requirement", "The Dark Lord", and "Dumbledore" come up a few times as the lot finally reached Snape's door. I quickly followed them, as quietly as possible to the door, just before they were about to knock. I knew that if this had anything to do with "The Dark Lord" aka Voldemort, I was putting myself in terrible danger; but at that moment in time, I was just dying of curiousity.

When I got close enough to the group, I listened hard enough to know that the voices coming out of Crabbe and Goyle's mouths was not their own voices. I may not have been mates with them, but I had known them since Year 1 here at Hogwarts. I listened a little harder to hear Draco talking, and his voice sounded perfectly normal; demanding and snotty, with a whole lot of pride in his speech as always.

Just before Draco was about to knock, the Dungeon's door opened up and the lot filed in quietly, each of them glancing at Snape as they did. I filed in close behind the last of the lot, right before Snape closed the door.

To my relief, nobody had noticed me as I glided, invisible, to a corner in the room as Snape closed the door behind him at turned, waiting for the lot to speak.

At first, it was silent. Nobody said anything for a while and it freaked me out. They just stood around the room, staring at one another when Snape said: "Bella?" I literally stopped breathing for a few quick seconds, because I thought he was talking to me. But the one Slytherin girl in the room responded "What?", I felt utter relief at the thought of not being caught.

"Is everything in order, Bellatrix?" Snape asked the Slytherin girl. Bellatrix? I was thinking. Is this the famous Death Eater, Bellatrix Lestrange?

"Well, wha' are you asking me for, Snape?" she inquired. "I'm not the one with the order, you should be asking him" Bellatrix said the last part as she grabbed Draco's arm and yanked him forward.

"Yes, I'm ready let's just get this over with, alrigh'?" Draco's voice cracked as he shot out his response at Snape. He sounded so scared, that it broke my heart.

Snape responded by opening up the Dungeon's door and waiting at everyone filed out. I got a glimpse of the look on his face as I hurried out behind the others. There were tears in his dark eyes, but his expression was blank. I had never seen that man shed a tear before in the six years I had known him, and in that moment, I was desperate to use Legilimency (mind reading).

I waited for him to walk in front of me and then, I stared at the back of his head and attempted to read his thoughts since he was obviously weak at the moment, even though I knew that he was an experienced in Occlumency (blocking mind reading); I tried anyway.. As I was desperately trying to penetrate the powerful walls of his mind, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at the same exact spot I was now standing in. He waited as if to see if he saw thought something was going to move.

I held my breath and didn't dare move a muscle. I knew that he knew that someone was there, but I wanted so badly to stay hidden, to hopefully help him out in any way I could. Snape then decided that he was imaging it, and he quicked his stride to follow the others. I then followed behind, matching his steps so that my footsteps could blend with his. It apparently worked, because he didn't look back again. He just walked on, with his wand at the ready.

What is going on? I couldn't help but think as I recognized the path we were taking. It was the path to the Headmaster, Dumbledore's office.

When we reached the gargoyle outside of the Headmaster's office, the secret entrance was already open, and Draco went up the spiral staircase first, with the others and I followed hastily behind. But I noticed that Snape lagged behind and went under the staircase. What's up with that? I was thinking.

As the others spread out around Dumbledore, I came in and saw Draco, front and center, with tears streaming down his face. My breathing picked up as I watched this scene unfold. "You don't have to do this, Draco" Dumbledore said to Draco in a quiet and calm voice, despite what was going on.

"Don't you understand" sobbed Draco. "If I don't kill you, he's going to kill me" Draco spit out. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Oh, he's a whimp just like his father" said the bloke who looked like Goyle. "Good evening, you all" said Dumbledore, finally noticing the whole lot. I even think I caught him glance at me, even though I was hidden.

"Just do it, Draco!" hissed the girl named Bellatrix, which lead Draco to let out a whimper as he stumbled out of the way and Snape appeared out of the shadows of the staircase. I quickly glanced at the staircase; I saw a boy hiding there, a boy who just happened to be Harry Potter (as I learned later on). Snape stepped forward toward Dumbledore and I followed his every move as if I were his shadow.

And it all happened so fast: I pointed my wand at Dumbledore from under my cloak, where I stood (hidden behind Snape; so it looked like it came from his wand) and mumbled "Avada Kedavra ".

I watched as a long line of green sparks came from my brittle stick-like wand, hit the body of the Headmaster I had known since the age of 11, fly backwards, so lifeless, out of his office, somewhere down and beyond... because I...a stupid, little teenage girl.. had killed him.

I was dumbfounded, as tears streamed down my face, about what had just happened, but I knew in my heart that I couldn't have let Snape kill Dumbledore after I saw those tears in his eyes (before we got here), all over something that apparently had something to do with Voldemort; it just hit a nerve for me because I knew what it felt like to have Voldemort tear you apart (but, more on that later).

I listened as the whole lot in the room (except for Snape, Draco and myself), cheer and chant "He's dead, he's dead! Dumbledore's dead!" I watched as Snape lead the way out of the office, walking swiftly as the lot followed him.

But I stayed behind for a bit; I looked at the place under the stairs where I saw the boy, but he was no longer there. He must have followed them, I thought.

GASP. I had to take a breath because I had just realized that I hadn't breathed since I...since I..it was so hard to even think about what I had did, so I just removed my Cloak and walked over to the open balcony doors, where...where Dumbledore fell... Way, way down there on the castle grounds was his body and what it seemed like, all of Hogwarts students and staff, standing with their lit wands in the air, pointing at something in the sky.

I looked up to see the remains of The Dark Mark getting weaker with each wand that lit up the sky. I was tempted to follow suit and honor Dumbledore, but I knew I couldn't because I had...killed him.

I slowly backed away from the window, hoping that no one had saw me up there and that no one had noticed that I was gone.

I had to find Snape and explain to him what I had done...he deserved to know. So I marched right out of that office, that had once appeared big and magical to me, for now it was filled with a new memory that I didn't want to remember.

I had killed the Headmaster. I had ended the life of someone who had always been kind to me and everyone he met. I was a murderer. I had killed Dumbledore.

I tried my best to shake those thoughts that burned every inch of me, (even though I knew they were true), so that I could go and try to find Snape. I didn't want him to think he was a murderer because he wasn't...I just needed him to understand, or get me to understand what was going on. Because honestly, I couldn't grasp my head around everything that had happened..I just couldn't. But maybe he could.

I walked the halls of a school that was once a second home to me, but now, without Dumbledore, what was going to happen to this paradise?

I couldn't take the torture anymore, forget walking, I had to run; run as fast as I could so that I could find Snape. Where was he?

The next thing I knew, I was outside on the other side of the castle (away from the crowd), running like a madman..I ran so hard and fast that when I almost ran into Snape, I wasn't even aware.

I had to stop and put my Cloak back on, I could see that Snape wasn't alone and I didn't want to make a scene, so I calmed myself and followed the crowd.

The next thing I now I saw Harry and Snape fighting (Snape won..)..I waited until the group went ahead, and Snape was far enough from Harry (I felt bad for Harry, but I had to deal with one problem at a time).

I watched from under my Cloak as Bellatrix yelled to Snape that she and the others would meet up with him next week to discuss bussiness, and then her and the others Apparated off of the grounds.

So that's when I made my move; Snape stared at the spot the others had disappeared and then he broke down silently. I watched for a minute as this man broke down on his knees and let tears fall, but he made no sound.

At that moment in time, I ripped off my Cloak, threw it on the ground and ran to him. I knelt down next to him and lifted his tear stained face into my hands. He looked utterly shocked to see me, and he tried to resist me, but I wouldn't budge.

"Professor, let's get out of here. Its not safe." I looked directly into his eyes when I said this, while trying to fight back tears of my own as I reached out for his hand.

He managed to nod. The next thing I knew, his wand was out, his hand was in mine, and he Apparated us.