AN: First Chapter … enjoy

Chapter 1: Family Secrets

"Bella…"

I shoot up from a dead sleep and look around. Harry? I could've sworn I heard him call my name…

It's has been 8 months since the dream have started. They continued to show the life of Harry Potter. I view his life after his parents' deaths. I watch his life with the Dursleys, the abuse, neglect, and degradation they heap upon him, and the bullying by both his cousin and aunt. Till sweet Harry was left with a low self-esteem, little to no self-confidence, and emotional stunted. But even though he is in such a place he perseveres and takes joy in what he can. In the garden amongst the flowers and talking snakes, his only friends that have simple wants and never call him a freak, neither do the spiders in the cupboard. I watch him grow from a sweet and innocent toddler to a scrawny, malnourished boy.

Then Harry learns about Hogwarts and I begin to hope that there is a change and the pain he has suffered is over. But, that is all wishful thinking as I view year after year of his schooling. Each year Harry's friends or Dumbledore thrust him in to some dangerous or stupid nonsense where he could lose his life; forcing him to fix some problem in Hogwarts that should be solved by an adult wizard or witch. The stone in first year, chamber in second year, time turner and Dementors in third year, the tournament in fourth year, and fifth year.

I watch Harry snap and release some of the anger he holds. I watch as he is force around other when he just needs time to himself. I watch when he is tortured by the Ministry, by Severus, who can't go against Dumbledore's will, and later by Voldemort. I watch Sirius fall into the veil, I watch the one person harry trust fully die before him. I remember seeing scenes of Sirius and harry talking to and getting to know each other either in person, by letter, and via the mirror, how Harry told him about the Dursleys and everything in his life at Hogwarts and Sirius help him cope, how Harry helped Sirius become more emotionally stable after his stay in Azkaban.

I watch Sirius fall and watch Harry's vibrant green eyes become dark and empty. I watch him observe the duel of Dumbledore and Voldemort, the failed possession, and the prophecy. I watch Harry leave Hogwarts sinking into the abyss of empty sorrow.

I have notice some change since the dreams have started. When I am numb and sad the sound a beautiful bird singing is heard and I am filled with joy for a fleeting moment. When I am caught in the rain my clothes dry the instance I am no longer in it. Also when I am anger and frightened any glass near me cracks.

When in my dreams there is a change as I watched Harry childhood and school years, I began to hear his thoughts. I heard his longing for family and a friend. His self-hate at his freakiness, his pondering of is abandonment. I listen to his thought of how he has dumb down all his school work never putting effort in it to prevent punishment, and later angering his friends. I learn of his joy of meeting Hagrid, Lupin and Sirius and his dark, angry, and lonely thoughts when he learns of his friend's betrayal. I continue to listen to his thoughts grow darker and darker with each passing year and feel the anger in the thoughts that is suppressed by his childhood. I begin to know Harry and not the golden people pleaser he displays himself as.

I being to know the intelligent and angry man, the sarcastic and jaded boy, and the scary and tainted child. All parts of Harry and each one suppressed and only used when needed. Even though I hear his thoughts in my dreams, my emotion are only unlocked in them, every time I dream of Harry, it is be followed by a dream of Him or his family, always in the same forest always left behind. I have been emotionless and numb during the day, Empathic and open during the night only for it to stop before the sun rise. It's a continuous and vicious cycle that I must undergo.

"Bella?"

I jump and drop the cup I watch it break in half as Dad enters the kitchen, silently scaring me from my thoughts. I turn from the wall I was standing and staring at, to look at Dad for a moment, before I gaze at the spilled coffee and broken cup at my feet

I watch the cup shoot up into my hand fixed and the spilled mess disappears. I turn to my Dad and can't feel any panic as my emotion is numb. I take note that he is looking at me in a thoughtful surprise and sadness. He leaves the kitchen I hear him open the hallway clothes and close it before he comes back to the kitchen.

He enters with a shoe box takes a seat at the kitchen table. He looks at me with sad eyes.

"Bella we need to talk, take a seat." He tells me

I walk to the table and seat next to him.

"How long have these things been happening?" he asks me

"5 to 6 months." I tell him with a hollow voice, I watch him wince at the sound of it.

"Do you know the cause to happen? Has anything else happen or changed?"

I stare blankly for a moment before I tell him of the things I've notice and brief of my dreams of Harry. I watch is eye widens in awe and sadness as he listens. When I have finished my tale, he looks at me sadly open the shoe box.

"I had hoped that I would not have to give this to you or reveal our family heritage to you and keep you in this world but it is not to be."

He pulls out two letters, a silver pendant, a three ring boxes, a small key and a long thin box.

"My mother wasn't who you thought she was. She was a witch from England, a very powerful one at that and she told me about a week before her death three years ago. Marie Irma Swan not existed. Your grandmother's real name was Carina Aura Black-Conte; she was the second born child of Arcturus Black, born 3 minutes before her twin brother Orion Black."

"Arcturus abandoned her in magical Italy when she was 7, to prevent her from claiming her right to the Black inheritance over her brother. In Italy she was blood-adopted into the Most Wise and Ancient Conte Family after a year of living on the streets. She got her magic education in Rome then went back to England, where she fell in love with a Thomas Riddle. After WWII, she saw Thomas was becoming a dark and twist version of the man she fell in love with and she discover that she was pregnant with me. She left England and went and hid in muggle America, in Forks, WA. She gave birth to me and bound my magical core and did the same to hers. Fifteen years ago, Tom was announced dead and his death celebrate everywhere. At that time she tried to unbind her magical core but too much time had already pasted and she was left as a squib. And I was already too old for my core to be unbound. I thought the same was happening to you but it seems the bonds on core are breaking and you are preforming accidental magic."

He looks into my eyes with a sad smile.

"Well Bells, you're a witch and would be classified as a half-blood. My mother a pureblood of two different families and my father a half-blood from ancient line, making me a pureblooded squib and your mother is a mundane. Mother told me to give is to if your started to show magic."

He hands me a letter, I take it and look at him blankly processing everything told to me. My emotions still numb even to this shocking information. I am a witch. My Grandfather is Voldemort and Gran was a Black.

I open the letter given to me still processing the information given to me.

Granddaughter,

It pains me greatly to write this and not be there to help you through this change. Yes I know Charles told you that I said there was a possibility of you being magical. For I could not bear to tell him the truth and watch the sorrow spread to is face. Alas, it's a fact; you were going to magical and find your place in that world. When I was in school I met a centaur and he foretold of trials I would endure for my family and how if I sacrifice my heart for my family, magic would favor the following generation. How it was written in the stars that a powerful will come from my line if I underwent my fated loss.

Until your birth, I forgot his words; it was in the hospital when I remembered as I look at you for the first time and watched you practically roar of magic. I could feel it in your as I held you for the first time. Bella magic has been flowing through your body all your life it just that your active magic has been bound.

If you are reading this you then you magic has become active, your bond are weakening, and you need to go to the wizarding world. I told your father to give you this letter, a pendant, three rings and a thin long box.

The silver pendant is a portkey, a magical device that is set to go to a certain location upon saying the activation word. This portkey is from the Conte Family and was my personal one; this will take you to the Italian branch of Gringotts once you say the activation word "INVICTUS" the Conte Family motto, Unconquered.

One of the three rings is the heir ring of the Conte Family; if it accepts you, which I am sure it will do you will be the heir to the Conte family and once you confirm it with Gringotts the Head ring will be yours as well as when you turn seventeen. You will be Lady of the Most Wise and Ancient Conte Family. The other two rings are wedding rings of the Most Noble and Ancient Line of Slytherin. Thomas gave them to me, he want to marry me and have a large family that he always wanted. But he sank deeper and deeper into the dark arts and stopped using the light arts, which caused his core to be twisted and tainted and his insanity and obsession with immortality and Dumbledore, the Head of the British Magical School and a Politician, grew.

I held on to them and watched Thomas change from who he was, a brilliant and handsome politician who was pro-equal right for all magical creatures and beings, and become an insane monster. I was forced escaped his insanity before he could taint my child, but always kept the rings as memoirs of what could have been. I want you to have them and if possible help Thomas remain him of his true goals and family, he has been manipulated and has played right in Dumbledore's hand. Thomas has fallen into Dumbledore trap. There was a prophecy given that Dumbledore interpreted as the defeat of Thomas. But there is something that many magical people don't know, the prophecy of witch and wizard are not true prophecy, they are possibilities or false prophecy. The Only true prophecy are given by a true seer, which are identify by pupil-less silver eyes and a strong connect to magic, or magical beings bonded to natural magic. Magic is sentient, and only those who are deeply connect with magic on an intimate, almost spiritual level can interpret and see what has been foretold. The centaur from school was one of those connected to magic. So the prophecy of my love's demise is false and a way for Dumbledore to manipulate Thomas to get more power.

I learn of the prophecy from a son of a friend, his name is Severus Snape and his mother, Eileen Prince, was one of my dearest friend from school. He wrote to me requesting sanctuary for a family, the Potters, but I wasn't able to reach him or them in time. And now Harry Potter, the last Potter is an orphan and stuck under Dumbledore manipulations.

Isabella, Severus was like a child to me and Harry is family. Dorea Potter nee Black was my first cousin once remove and your first cousin thrice removed. Dorea Potter was Harry's grandmother and you're third cousins once removed. Please try and fine them and help them escape Dumbledore.

Also my brother had two sons, when he married our second cousin, Walburga. I only have one nephew/2nd cousin once removed still alive Sirius, last I heard he was thrown in Azkaban, wizarding prison. I have felt that there's something wrong with his imprisonment. Sirius is the last living heir to the main branch of the House of Black next to you and he is Harry's Godfather please find out the truth about truth about him. I have never hated my brother for what my father did, for he was my precious baby brother and I would have gladly given him the heir ring but I know he would never take it from me, his other twin and beloved sister. So I was abandoned by arrogant Arcturus and left in the dark and twist Vino Strada, the slums of magical Italian located near Avira de Vicolo, the main market of magical Rome.

But I survived and found family, the Conte Family. An elder couple without a heir who wanted there line to continue and have a child. They took me into their home and gave me a family and the best parent I could have. They pasted away during my last year of school.

In the long thin box is my first wand, 13"white willow soaked in the blooded black unicorn willing given and the shadow phoenix tail feather wiling given, it is said to be best at healing the dying and protection from evil, I leave it to you it isn't registered so your magic will not be tracked . Once you touch it your magic will become more active and the bond will weaken greatly. You will need to see a goblin healer, one of the best healer there is, only second to elves and spites. Go to Gringotts and use the floo which is another form of magical transport. To use go to the fireplace near the main floor and grab a pinch of the green powder near there and step into the fireplace and say very clearly "GRINGOTTS DIAGON ALLEY" it will take you to the Gringotts Main Branch in London. Ask for a heritage test to done as well as a magic inheritance/ blood examination.

I have left order with my account manager Blodgriff at the British branch, ask for him and he will help you. You can trust him he is loyal to the Conte family and has overseen our account for many generations.

Please look after the remainder of our family and do not trust Albus Dumbledore. Be very careful on how you get Harry, Dumbledore's watchers will report your presence to him the instant it is revealed. If you can get Severus and Harry to Gringotts and tell on of the teller "Pluto rises as Mercury sows his face". This phrase will protect you from out outside influence and provide you with the best of goblin service.

Be Careful and Watch over our families. Ask Charles about my old trunk it should help you.

Your Most Loving Grandmother,

Carina Aura Black-Conte otherwise known as

Marie Irma Swan

I read the letter two more time before I fold it and place it back in the envelope. I open the three ring box and look at the ring two of the ring very similar, a silver band with an inscription of so sort written on it in a darker silver and there stone on the a flawless emerald and two diamond as secondary stones. One of the rings is small with a large emerald on it and the other has a larger band with the and smaller stone set it. The Slytherin wedding rings. I close both of these boxes and look at the next one

This ring is a band of white gold a large sapphire set in it with a tawny horse on the face of the stone. I place the ring on my left index finger. I feel a sharp sting followed by soothing warmth; I look at the ring and see the horse on it is now rearing.

I move to the thin box and open and pull out grandmother's wand, a ruby red sleek rod with a black base, and place it in my right hand. I see a flash of white in my mind's eye and hear a haunting, beautiful sound as I watch silver and black spark shoot from the tip of the wand. I run my hands along the wand and look at Dad.

He looks at me with awe and sorrow, as he sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.

"What's now Bells?" He asks me.

"I graduated a few weeks ago, Dad I have been drifting emotionless to the world. I only feel anything in my dream about Harry and now I find out that he is my cousin and I am able to help him. I need this I can't stay here right now. I have to go. Dad, are you ok with this?"

"Yeah Bells I am good. Sue and I have been talking to each other and dating so I not alone and the Quileute made an agreement with Mother to watch over us so I could always move to the Reserve. I'll be ok I will just miss ya, Bells." He tells me with a small smile.

"I know Dad and I will visit when I can. I shall miss you Dad. But I am not leaving right away in two week I will leave and head to London. I need to go through Gran's trunk and talk with Jake and Sam before I do."

"That's great Bells, let bring Mother's trunk down she told me you'll need that." Dad tells me patting my head affectionately as he leave the kitchen and head for the stairs.

I run my finger along the wand and look out the window. Soon Harry, very soon hold on a little longer cousin give me a little time to prepare. Hold on Harry.

AN: If you are confused about the timeline I am sorry and hear you go

TIMELINE

Sep 13 – Bella's Birthday

Sep 16 – Edward leave Bella in forest

Oct 31- Dream start for Bella/ Halloween at Hogwarts (Harry 5th Year)

Jun 17- Sirius dies / false prophecy told to Harry

Jun 19- Hogwarts Express arrive in London/Harry's back at Privet Drive

Jul 31-Harry's Birthday/ Dream start for Harry

July 1- Bella finds out about her heritage

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