Love Drunk.

The world stuck in black and white

You drove me crazy every time we touched

Now im so broken that i cant get up.

All the time i wasted on you

All the bullshit you put me through

Im checking into rehab 'cause everything that we had

Didnt mean a thing to you.

*Flashback*

"I dont want you to come with me" Edward told me, his face unreadable and his topaz eyes frozen solid.

"You...dont want..me?" I asked, refusing to believe what he had just said.

"No" he said, and my whole world shattered before my eyes.

*End Flashback*

I was sitting on the couch watching television as i usually did now-a-days to pass the time so that my mind didnt wonder to the memories i was forbidden to remember. I was trying to focus very hard on the picture as my mind threatened to take over, and once again i was thrown back into another memory.

"You're taking me to meet your family?" I asked in disbelief, i knew this was coming, i just didnt know it would come so quickly.

"Sure, why not?" Edward said, amused by my obvious fright at meeting them.

"But..I mean...What if they dont like me?" I said, beginning to freak out. Obviously Edward thought i was frightened for other reasons because his shock was the only emotion on his glorious face.

"You're not scared that you'll be in a house full of vampires? But that you think they won't approve of you?" He said in astonishment.

I nearly jumped out of my seat when my memory was cut short by a loud popping sound and then a slight tap on the front door. I slowly made my way to the hallway, trying to calm myself down as i walked, I opened the door to see a strange old man on the porch.

He had long silver hair and a matching beard, he had a long travelling cloak on and was looking at me happily through half-moon specticles that were placed halfway down his crooked nose.

"Hi, can i help you?" I asked politely, but even to me i could tell my voice sounded dull and lifeless.

"Hello, my name is Albus Dumbledore, are you Isabella Swan?" Albus Dumbledore asked, smiling at me.

"Um, yes that's me. Im sorry, but do i know you?" I asked curious as to why this man was at my house and how he knew my name.

"Well, not really no, you see; i knew you a little bit when you were a child. I know your mother and father you see. Charlie and Renee are their names if i remember correctly." Mr Dumbledore said

"Yes thats them, but im afraid my father isnt here, and my mother doesn't live here anymore." I said, not bothering to try and cover up the pain in my voice that i now have constantly.

"I'm sorry to hear that but im not here to talk to your parents, im actually here to talk to you. May i come in? Or would you like to step out onto the porch so we can talk?" He said, looking at me patiently as i decided whether or not to invite a stranger into my home. After deciding it would be safer to stay on the porch i pulled the door closed behind me and went to lean on the railing next to the stairs. Albus Dumbledore followed me.

"What can i do for you Mr. Dumbledore?" I asked.

"Well Miss Swan, I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, i am the head master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, have you heard of it?" He said, and i couldn't help but just stare at him in shock.

Did he just say Witchcraft and Wizardry? I thought, finally after what seemed like an eternity, i composed my thoughts and looked up to see Professor Dumbledore still smiling patiently at me.

"No i havent"

"Oh, well thats okay, i wasn't really expecting you to have known about it. Do you know anything about the magical world?" As he said this my mind flashed to seven beautiful faces that used to be part of my life. But against my better judgement i remembered him saying that they were mythical not magical. I shook my head and said

"No i don't"

"Okay well, im here to ask you for some assistance, Hogwarts is in danger and i am assured that you are the person who we need to help us." Professor Dumbledore explained.

"I..Wha...Excuse me?" I asked, confused surely im dreaming or something i thought to myself.

"I see there is some explaining to do" ALbus Dumbledore started.

"You see there is such a dark wizard in the magical world that goes by the name of Lord Voldemort, he has killed many people, magical and non-magical, known as Muggles. There is only one person in history who is known to have survived the killing curse that Lord Voldemort is known to be his signature curse. The boy who lived is named Harry Potter. Have you heard of him?"

I shook my head and so Professor Dumbledore continued "Before Harry was born, a prophecy was made to say that Harry was the chosen one, when the time would come Harry would have to try and kill Lord Voldemort. And so, Lord Voldemort found out about the prophecy and set out to kill Harry when he was just one year old. The prophecy said that neither can live while the other survives, which means one will have to kill the other. When Voldemort arrived at the Potter home to murder Harry, his mother and father put up a big fight and ended up trying to duel Lord Voldemort. But Lilly, Harry's mother didnt have her wand on her, so she was defenseless. While James, Harry's father tried to hold Lord Voldemort off; Lilly ran to Harry's room to try and hide him. But Lord Voldemort didn't take very long to get past James by casting a killing curse at him. That night, Lily sacrificed herself to save Harry; And by doing that, she unknowingly case an ancient spell on him. And when Lord Voldemort cast the killing curse at Harry, the ancient charm that was just put on him, overpowered Lord Voldemort and his killing curse rebounded and hit himself." By this point, i was in a trance. Completely intrigued.

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked, confused.

"Well to put it bluntly, we need you to protect Harry" Albus Dumbledore said.

"Protect Harry? But i can barely protect myself! I wont be able to do anything." i said in astonishment.

"Well, thats where you're wrong Isabella. I dont think your father told you anything. Isabella, Your a witch, and so is your mother." It was a while before i could speak.

"I'm a.... what?" I asked baffled. I walked over to the steps leading down to the lawn and sat down.

"A witch. You are what wizards call "Half-Blood". Your mother is a witch but your father is a muggle. The reason you didnt find out about your magical blood before now is because your father wrote to me telling me that he would prefer you to have a normal non-magical life. Otherwise you would have found out at age eleven, when you would get your Hogwarts acceptance letter." Professor Dumbledore explained.

"So if im a witch, im not a very experienced one. What help will i be giving?" i asked. I turned around to look at him and for the first time since meeting him about half an hour ago, i saw no smile on his face and worry in his blue eyes.

"Well you see Isabella-"

"Bella" I corrected him.

"Bella, You see, Harry is in his sixth year at Hogwarts and Lord Voldemort is still getting stronger by the minute. I'm afraid Harry is not strong enough yet to be able to handle Lord Voldemort. Physically he is almost there, that is true. But emotionally, he is not, not even close. I believe you are the ideal person to protect Harry." Professor Dumbledore said with a calculating look on his face.

"How do i protect him? I dont know any magic or anything remotely close to it." i said turning back around to look into the forest.

"You can, there's just one problem with it. In order to do this you need a be a...Vampire" Albus DUmbledore said and i could feel the color drain from my face as i froze, not even breathing.