A/N: Hey guys this is my first ever fanfic. I would love for you to give me some feedback, but try to be a little gentle. I don't think that my little teenage heart could take it.

Summary- Edward left her, but she is totally fine with it. Bella is finally going back to where she belongs to get back to some old friends. Will she find someone new to capture her heart or will she go crawling back to the one who broke it?

Chapter One

He Left Me

I stood there in the middle of the forest staring in the direction that he had just retreated from. I'm not good enough for him? I'M not good enough for him! Oh no, he's not good enough for me. I'm not going to shed any tears over him. He doesn't deserve my sorrow. He had said that I would never see him again and it would be like he was never here. That is a load of bullshit. He can't just expect me to get over our year long relationship overnight, did he? How could I forget all of the kisses? Touches? 'I love you's'? I can't because he thought that I was human and he is vampire. That is where he is totally wrong. I'm not human at all. I am a pure blood wizard and a damn good one at that. So when the day comes I will get my revenge on him. Edward Cullen.

As I started to walk back down the path from which I had just came from moments ago, I heard vicious growling and howling in the distance. I pulled my wand out of the secret compartment of my rain boots, turned around and pointed it at the last person I would find in the woods. Albus Dumbledore stood in front of me with a small smile, and a twinkle in his eyes looking over his half- rimmed glasses down at me. His silvery hair was always nicely kept and the blue robes he always wore seemed greatly familiar.

"Well, hello to you too Isabella. I do suppose that I shouldn't have snuck up on you. That was very rude of me. Please forgive me," he said with the kindest voice that I have ever heard. His voice reminded me a lot of my father. "How was your stay with your Aunt Renee and Uncle Charlie? Are you ready to return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Are you ready to see your father again?"

"I'm so sorry Professor Dumbledore. Don't worry about frightening me. I should have been paying more attention for the pop of someone apparating. Slow down Professor. You're asking so many answers from me at once. My stay here in Forks, Washington has been nice and all, but I think that I'm ready to see the towering buildings of London, England. I am very ready to start my last term at Hogwarts. I'm really going to miss the place when I graduate. I can't wait to see my father. How is Sirius by the way?"

"He is doing very well, but will be doing even better to know that his daughter is coming home. Just out of curiosity, are you going to keep your appearance like that or are you going to change back to how you looked before?" Dumbledore was always a curious man. He was also looked up to by many famous witches and wizards all over the world, but to me he was so much more. I didn't think of him as my headmaster; I thought of him as another, very old, great grandfather that I loved oh so much.

"Nah, I think that I will stay like this until everyone realizes that is actually me," I replied mischievously. He just chuckled at my response like I knew he would.

"Well, I think that it's time for you to go and say all of your goodbyes and pack your belongings so that we can fly back to Grimmuald Place. When you are finished I will see you at Newton's Olympic Outfitters." And with a pop he was gone again. As I walked back to the house I could see that it had gotten fairly dark outside. Charlie and Renee were probably worried sick about me. I walked through the door getting ready to feel their wrath.

"Isabella! Where in the hell have you been!" Uncle Charlie shouted in a rage, his face turning a deadly purple and a vain starting to pulsate on his head. "What is the meaning of this note that you left?" I snapped my head back at him with shock.

"WHAT!" I didn't leave a note for Charlie. I didn't even get to go into the house to put my stuff down before Edward dragged me into the woods to 'talk'. I took the note from his outstretched hand and read it out loud.

Dear Charlie and Renee,

I went for a walk with Edward in the woods. I should be back before dark. Dinner is in the fridge.

Love,

Bella

"Charlie, did you actually look at the handwriting? Mine is way nicer that this scribbled mess. I could barely read this," I objected while crumbling up the paper and throwing it in the trash. "To just clarify things, I did go into the forest with Edward just to be dumped by him minutes later. Oh and just to get back at him, did you know that his whole family are vampires. Yeah and Jasper tried to kill me on my birthday. Edward left me alone in the woods with no path back to the house. I got scared shitless by Professor Dumbledore, and I'm going back to London to finish my last year at Hogwarts with my friends!" I roared letting the anger take over me and the angry tears slip down my tomato red cheeks.

I ran up the stairs to start packing all of my books, clothes and other personal belongings. It took me an overall hour to pack everything, get my trunk downstairs and stop crying, but I wasn't crying out of sadness. I was overjoyed that I would be seeing all of my crazy relatives and friends again. As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Charlie and Renee sitting by the front door talking quietly. They immediately stopped when they heard me enter the room. Aunt Renee stood up with her car keys in her hands and tears running down her face.

"Do you need a ride? We could give you one so you won't have to worry about the car. We wouldn't mind really. Plus we would really like to see Albus again. It's been so long," she sputtered through her snot filled, heart wrenching sobs.

"I…w…w…would love for you to see me off. Professor Dumbledore told me to meet him at Newton's. How he knew that I worked there, I will never know," I stammered. I really didn't think that they would want to see me off for yelling at them the way that I did. It was such a bitch move, but I couldn't control how I act now that everything was going back to the way things were…or so I thought.

On the drive to the outfitters, I texted everyone, except the Cullen's, that I had been accepted to a Private Boarding School in London. Saying my goodbyes to everyone that reminded me of the Cullen's and Forks High was the hardest thing to do. I knew that it would be a while before I would see them again, if I ever saw them again at all. When I heard the car come to a stop I got out, pulled my black leather jacket on over my v-neck, Byzantium purple sweater dress. I was also wearing black mid-calf leggings with lace at the bottom, and eggplant purple ankle boots with it. My dark mahogany hair was pulled into a side bun with tendrils framing my face. I had done my eye shadow smoky and a little bit of red blush on my cheeks and a red lip. After smoothing my dress, I walked into Newton's with a smile for the last time.

"Hey Bella, what brings you here on your day off?" questioned the typical high school hottie, Mike Newton, son of the owner of Newton's Olympic Outfitters. Mike Newton is a five foot eleven inches with blonde hair that was spiked and crystal blue eyes. He was wearing his work uniform that consisted of a burnt orange polo shirt that said Newton's Outfitters and Mike Newton in dark blue, tan khakis and tennis shoes.

"Hey Mike, I just came to say that…I quite, and I am tired of you asking me out. We will never be together. So stop following me around like some lost puppy and go out with Jessica already. Everyone knows that she has a thing for you and you won't even give the time of day or side wards glance. I'm sorry that I have to be so blunt, but that's just life," I announced. He was frozen with shock for a few minutes before a real reaction came out of him.

"You're quitting? My mom loves you. She says you're basically the only one that really works here. I love you!" He stated. I stared at him like he was crazy for a total of thirty seconds before I burst into quaffs of laughter. As I kept laughing I heard the store bell ring above the door meaning that someone had entered. I stopped laughing immediately.

"That's really sweet Mike, but I know that you don't love me. You love Jessica. You just won't admit it 'cause you're in denial," I stated. I know that I was being harsh, but this is how I really am. Isabella Marie Swan was just a character that I took the roll of.

"Excuse me, but if you are don't mind, I would like to pay for my things," complained a man in his mid-forties. I stepped aside to let the man pay.

"Well, I better get going Mike," I began. "Don't want to be late for my flight back to London."

"Y…yo…you came from London. I thought that you came from Phoenix?" he asked in disbelief

"Mike there is a lot of things that you don't know about me, and you probably never will. Tell everyone else that I love them and I will write to them soon. Oh, and if they see an owl with a letter take it," I rushed as I headed out of the door for the last time. "Here is one thing you can know about me. My name is not Isabella Swan. It's Isabella Black." And with that I was out of the door.

It felt good to tell Mike all of the things that I had been holding in for the last year and a half. Just because I had to act all shy didn't mean I couldn't put people in their place once in a while. When the door closed behind me, I heard the most horrific blubbering noise in my life. I turned to see that it was Aunt Renee bawling on Uncle Charlie's shoulder. He looked as if he was going to burst into tears at any moment. Seeing them embrace in that moment made me think of my mother. She died when I was eight trying to save my life.

Ten Years Ago

"BELLA? BELLA! Oh my god, there you are. Bella, sweetie, I need you to go find your daddy and tell him that we have some company. Okay?" my mom, Michelle Black, asked. My mom sounded so upset, so worried, so concerned about something. The look in her eyes told me that if I didn't do as she had told me, something bad, very, very bad was going to happen. I hugged my mom one more time before I went running around the mansion looking for my father.

"Daddy, Daddy? Daddy where are you? Mommy is looking for you. Something isn't right," I started to ramble. I then felt someone grab me from behind and cover my mouth to stop me from screaming. The mystery person turned me around and the tears I had been holding in started streaming down my face.

"Bella, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" my father asked.

"I think that Mommy is in trouble. She was yelling for me and said that I should find you and tell you that we have company, but when she said it her eyes told me something totally different. They told me that something was wrong and that you need to go and see what is happening and that I should go hide in my hiding spot," I sobbed. I knew that I was wasting time just sitting there rambling, but I had to get it all out before I could let him go. My father's arms slumped to his side as he made a full sprint down the stairs.

As soon as I couldn't see the top of his head anymore, I ran into my room and into my closet shutting the door on the way. I know that that doesn't seem bright, but magic sure can come in handy. I said the small incantation and a trap door appeared on the floor. I got into the small space with our house elf Leslie, closed and locked the door, and rocked myself back in forth to keep myself calm. Leslie tried to get me to talk to her, but soon found out that I would not be okay until I was in my parents arms, around the fire playing with the dogs, Ingrid and Perris. They were my Olde English Bulldogges.

"Crucio!" I heard a man yell. I couldn't recognize the voice, so it must have been the 'company' that my mom was talking about. The sounds of my parents tortured screams terrified me.

"We swear! We don't know where she is! We haven't seen her in two months!" my mom pleaded. Were they talking about me? Why wouldn't they tell them that I was here? Maybe I could help.

"Then you leave me no choice. If I can't have her then I will take you," the mystery man stated. Just hearing the man's voice made me cower away; it didn't sound of sweet candy like my mother's or feel like our spring time meadow like my father's. His felt cold and harmful, like if I even looked at him I would end up severely hurt or worse…dead. I then remembered that he said that he would take someone. Who was he taking? My mother? My father? WHO? Another round of screams happened again only these weren't as tortured. Shrieks for my father could be heard from my mother, and I could hear my father shout 'no's' over and over again.

"Wait no! No, NO! Sirius, take care of our daughter. Tell her that I love her so much and that I'm sorry that I couldn't be there for all of her firsts," my mom's voice faded out. There were more sounds of struggle and more screams. Then the sound of a bang made me squeak and jump, hitting my head on the trap door. All of the feeling that I had been holding in started to flow freely. My quiet whimpers turned into normal cries. Then my normal cries turned into loud sobs.

There was a loud pounding over my head that made me jump. I knew right then that someone had fallen into the cures of my closet; after hearing a string of profanities, that someone said the counter curse and unlocked the trap door. Next thing I know is that I am staring into the grave face of my father who was surprisingly once smiling earlier that day. That happiness that was once in his eyes was place with red sadness and determination. His face was stained with tears like mine.

"Bella, are you alright? Did anyone find you? Of course no one found you. If anyone had found you, you would not be here right now," by now he had started rambling to himself. "Bella, I need you to pack everything that you can into one suit case and one box. Everything else will have to be left behind in the fire. I will tell you what is going on when we leave in two hours okay muffin top," mumbled my father. The minute he pulled me up and started to leave my room to pack, I asked him the one question that I knew somewhere deep down would break him up inside.

"Daddy, where is my mommy?"

As I walked up to them, I tried to make all of the emotions that were coming to the forefront go away. I could feel the tears start to well up in my eyes. All of the affection that was happening was making me miss my mother even more than ever before.

"Bella are you ready to go or do you need to go say some more goodbyes?" Dumbledore's kind voice asked. I got some tissues out and blotted my eyes, patted my cheeks and turned to him.

"Yeah, I'm ready to go. Bye Uncle Charlie. Bye Aunt Renee. I will write to you when we get to Grimmuald, and don't forget that I love you both so much," I said as I hugged them. As I went to take Dumbledore's hand so that we could apparate to my house back in London, I looked at them one last time. "Hey, now it's your turn to come visit us for a while. I'm sure that the muggle world could live without their favorite personal shopper and best chief of police for a few months…or a year. Whatever floats your boat," I said with one last smile. And with that Dumbledore and I were gone with a pop.

A/N: Well that's the first chapter. Pictures are on my profile. Please review, I would love to hear your feedback. Look out for chapter two. It should be up no later than next Wednesday.

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