*/ Author's note: Welcome Back! Thank you for all the reviews and 2,000+ views! I'm so excited to write this one! New readers you might want to read my first book (Finding the Truth) you might be a little bit lost… I don't know how to explain this chapter except painful…/*

Previously

I turned to Will. "You're leaving?"

He nodded. I hadn't noticed everyone had left us and the sun was starting to set.

"I want to continue to explore the world."

"I understand. But can't you stay longer?" he shook his head no.

"Will… I haven't told you this since the you know…" He nodded. I meant the kiss. "I love you." "I should have told you every day from the moment I met you. I love you." He grabbed me a kissed my lips. I put my arms around his neck while we continued to kiss. He let go first. "Keep a weather eye on the horizon."

He jumped off the balcony. My one true love gone.

I flew up from the pillow. I placed my hands on my head. It happened again.

He was gone. I felt no one understood me. My true love gone. Just like that.

It hurt to think about it. About him. I had watched the horizon for one full month. One month since my journey to find my father.

I lit my candle that was on the night table beside my bed. Throwing my feet out of the covers, I walked to my vanity.

Brown hair with tints of blonde, brown eyes- me Bella Turner. I was wearing my blue nightgown with quarter length sleeves.

I walked downstairs to the kitchen. Mother was up drinking her coffee, silently, at the island in the middle of the room. "Bad dreams?" I nodded and turned to face her. "I can't help it. I love him." I answered.

"I know-"

"No you don't! I can't sleep… I… I… I can't even think without seeing his face!"

"Bella you're just-"

"What?" I started pacing.

"BELLA!" I stopped "your just worried." I hadn't realized my brother William had entered.

"Are you going to marry Will?" I dropped the mug I was holding. I crashed into a million pieces. I spun around to face William, who was sitting next to mother. "Why do you care." I mumbled.

"Cause."

…

I ran up to my room and fell onto the bed. Tears streamed down my face. It hurt to cry over a guy. I was still haunted by the kiss I gave him the one where I thought he would stay. I could still taste his sweet lips. I could feel his soft dark brown hair and see his deep calm brown eyes whenever I closed my eyes for a single second.

I'd never forget my suffering I had endured. He, on the other hand, was out sailing the world.

I arose from the moist soaked bed and pulled out my long sleeve red ruby dress.

School today.

I put it on and put over it a black waist coat that stopped at my waist.

I let my hair down. It had turned wavy since I left the ocean.

I walked downstairs.

William was already ready. I walked out first.

…

The town hadn't changed much except they all stared at me. As if I had nothing on. I had told the whole town on Jack's execution I was a pirate since then everyone hated me even more.

"Bella?" William asked.

"Hm?"

"Bella why haven't you gone after Will? I mean you love him."

"I made a promise."

"To who?"

"Mother and father. I told them I wouldn't leave without their permission."

"Something happened to you."

"Johnathon?"

"My name isn't Johnathon!"

"Not you! Johnathon." I waved to him as he approached us.

"Hello again mister William. How many redcoats have been executed?"

"598, I believe."

I looked at the two back and forth.

I cleared my throat when Johnathon turned to face me. "Miss Turner you look mighty fine today." I raised an eyebrow as he kissed my left hand.

"And yourself?" he nodded.

"What happened with you and Will?" he said after William ran along.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know. What about you?"

We left each other and hadn't spoken for about a month. "Good I guess." He answered holding a book in his hands.

"What happened to you in a month? No more buccaneer Johnathon?"

"The buccaneer is still around just hidden." He whispered. "I heard what happened at the trial."

My face grew dark. "Ya."

"I'm shocked their just letting you go out in public."

"So you think I should have a rope tied around my neck?"

"No…no… I… ugh… you know what I mean!" he said slamming his hand onto his head as I started to laugh.

His hair had grown out some into tiny dark curls. His blue eyes still sparkled out. But my heart still belonged to Will.

…

(The night before)

"Will! Help me!" a woman's voice yelled.

"I'm coming!"

"Will!" she continued to cry out.

Then he saw her face. The h*ll beast. She stared at him.

Her hairs flowing around her face looking like a siren's. He hit the wall

Will sat up in bed quickly, covered in sweat. The room was dark, but it was the middle of the night. He placed his head in his hands.

It wasn't Bella; it was her. The woman he hated.

The woman who set him up as a fool, sent drunks to kill his family- his life with her. She was alive.

She could never find him or Bella.

He sat up and pulled his red shirt up, that had fallen onto the floor, and carefully put it on his broad shoulders. He shouldn't have left Bella. She would find her.

…

(Present day)

We walked into the school.

Everyone stares at me. Their frightened by me. A pirate.

I walk in ignoring everyone, even though I could the thousands of eyes watching me.

I stand up on the fountain in the middle of the square. "I'm back!"

Everyone stares at me. You could even hear crickets (even though it was broad daylight). Johnathon pulls me down. We walk inside.

"You can't do that Bella. Who knows what would happen if the principal saw you."

"Everyone's scared of as is. They probably think I'm going to bring a band of pirates here."

…

"Good morning class. I am Miss. Dolores Umbridge." She said turning to face the class. She spoke with a quiet, childish, high-pitched voice. "Good morning Miss. Umbridge." Everyone repeated except me.

She walked to my desk, in the middle row. "Hm. Well miss I do believe you did not welcome me into the classroom like everyone else." I had my arm propped up on my book with my head rested on my hand.

"You will welcome me. Try again only you."

"Good morning Miss. Umbird." I mumbled with the class busting out laughing.

"Again."

"Good morning Miss. Umboring." I mumbled again. The class laughed again.

"Miss. Turner there is rules you need to follow from the Ministry. I will not have disruptions in this class do you understand."

"Can I ask you something did you ever stop goats from crossing a bridge?"

"Miss. Turner. You will correct your welcoming. Again."

"Good morning Miss. Umbridge." I forced a fake smile out.

"See isn't that better."

She was a short woman who wore thick pink dresses with a cat pin. Her hair was a caramel color with a streak of grey on her bangs. She wore a fake smile over her pink outfit. I hate her.

*/ Yes Umbridge is now a POTC (but she isn't a wizard) She looks just like her but with long dresses/*