DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN HARRY POTTER OR TWILIGHT THEY BELONG TO JK ROWLING AND STEPHENY MYERS!
They say the eyes are windows to the soul.
If one were to look into min, they would see pain, sadness, and anger.
Heartbreak.
They left me. HE broke me.
My life first went down hill when I was 3.
My mother was murdered by a dark wizard named Voldemort.
My father then sent me to America to live with a couple family friends.
To protect me. To keep me safe.
You see Charlie and Renee Swan aren't my real parents.
My father is Sirius Black. Convicted mass murder, traitor to the Potters, servant of Lord Voldemort.
Or so they say.
He was wrongfully said guilty of said crimes. For It was not him who murdered the muggles, who gave the Potters away to the dark lord.
The real culprit is Peter Pettigrew.
He killed the muggles then faked his own death.
Therefore sending my father to the wizarding hell hole known as Azkaban for 12 years.
But 2 years ago he escaped. To find Pettigrew. And to protect his godson, and my bestfriend since birth, Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived.
I ended up here in forks because I wanted a year of studying at a muggle school.
So I skipped my final year at Salem Institute and went to Forks High School.
For a year I have been with Charlie in Forks, Washington.
And a year I have been with the Cullen's.
Carlisle Cullen.
Docter. Father. Kind.
He is like a 2nd father to me.
Esme Cullen.
Kind. Caring.
The true mother I never had.
Alice Cullen.
Fun. Ecstatic. Fashion expert. A Seer.
The sister I never had. And my best friend.
Rosalie Hale.
Stuck up. Protective. Loving.
She may have been a pain before but we were starting to get along.
Emmiet Cullen.
Funny. Strong.
My fun loving bear of a brother.
Jasper Hale.
Level headed. Smart. An empathy.
My calming brother.
Edward Cullen.
My love.
The Cullens saved my life from a mad nomad vampire.
They were my family.
Edward was my love. My other half.
Or so I thought.
They are gone now.
Only Ed-HE had stayed behind. To tell me he never loved me.
That he shouldn't have let the relation ship go on as long as it did.
That I was just a distraction to the family. And to him.
And then he left. Gone. Like the rest of them. Left me broken. And lost.
No I have decided to go back to my father. I cannot stay here.
To much pain lies here. Every were I go I'm reminded of them. Of him.
I know the dangers. I know Voldemort has returned. I don't give a piece of crap what the papers say about Harry.
I know the truth. I'm going to be prepared for the war ahead.
I'm going home. To my father.
My name is Isabella Marie Petila Jame Lily Siri Anna Black.
And this is my story.