Author's Note: Yeah I promised this chapter soon didn't I? Well here it is! And this author's note isn't important because well i've got nothing to say :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Harry Potter...yet :) JK
Edward's Point of View
Chapter 4: Story Telling
"It was my sixth birthday, just like any other day. But I felt like today was going to be different, but I waved it off. I had an interview today, which was odd. I rarely had interviews. When I walked in the interview room, I saw a strangest man. He had slick black hair that went just above his neck and an extremely pale face.
"Severus Snape," he introduced himself in a british accent, "Call me Snape. And you must be Isabella," he said with a straight face, but when he looked at me there was a change in his eyes. They showed sadness and a little bit of heartbreak. Odd.
"Just, Bella," I mumbled quietly, but he must have heard me because he said.
"Of coarse, Bella," then the turned to look at Mrs. Smith, our caretaker, "She's the one"
"Are you sure? We have plenty of other chil-," he cut her off.
"I'm sure," he claimed simply.
"Okay then, I just need you sign a few papers and you can take her home," she said in a daze. "And Bella," she looked at me, "you should start packing."
I was just as dazed as her, but I went upstairs anyway. I never thought I would have actually got adopted. Normal parents would've wanted a normal child, but I never really fit in with other kids. While they went to play tag, I would go in and read a book. When they wanted to eat dessert instead of dinner, I would have preferred to eat my vegetables. It was safe to say I was weird. And the scar on the side of my neck that everyone teased me about didn't exactly help the cause either.
Sure I would have never expected to get adopted, but I was ecstatic. I packed all my clothing as quickly as I could, not that there was much anyway, and basically flew down stairs. None of the other kids really cared, I didn't have any friends, so there was no one to say good bye to. I looked around the building. It was my home for as long as I could remember, but it never really felt like home.
I creeped into Mrs. Smith's office and found her talking to Snape. I only caught some of the conversation, but it was enough to know what they were talking about.
"-want Isabella, though? Remember you can't return her here. Not that there's anything wrong with her, but she's just...special." Mrs. Smith said. My heart broke a little inside. I knew I wasn't her favorite, but I had been here the longest.
"That's why I want her. She's special." Snape replied. I barely knew this man, but I was starting to like him more and more.
I decided to make my presents known and the two adults smiled at me. Mrs. Smith's smile was more of relief. Perhaps it was because I was finally going and now we would have more rooms for the other kids or maybe it was because she finally found me a home to go to. I did not know.
Snape's smile was just of happiness, like seeing a long lost friend. I could tell he didn't do it much, but he should. It made him look ten years younger.
"Okay, Bella. I guess this is the last time i'll be seeing you. I hope you have a wonderful time in your new home. Visit us soon," Mrs. Smith lied. I could tell now that that smile was relief of me finally being gone.
I tried to smile but it turned out to be more of a grimace. Snape took my luggage and I followed him out.
The plane to England was uneventful more like, awkward. Neither of us spoke. Maybe it was because I was sleeping most of the time. When the plane finally landed, I was fully rested which was good because it was lunch time in London. Though I wasn't hungry, Snape insisted I eat something. He said we were going to be walking a lot so I needed the energy. He was right.
By the time we reached our destination, The Leaky Cauldron, my legs were numb. Way past the aching part. When we walked in everyone looked in our direction. It was uncomfortable. When ten seconds ticked by, everyone simultaneously turned back to what they were doing. By the looks of their faces, it looked like they knew Snape, but if they did they made no motion to greet him. I had a feeling there was going to be a lot of gossip of why Severus Snape has a little girl with him. We went to an empty corner and sat down. Snape ordered one butter beer, which I hoped was for me. It was. When it came I drank half of it in one gulp. It was delicious.
"You look just like your mother," Snape said. I nearly choked on my butter beer.
"Y-you know my mom?" he nodded.
"You're just like her. Same looks, same voice, you even act just like her, except maybe your a tad more shy and your eyes." he stated.
"What was the color of my mom's eyes?" I asked.
"Green so was your father's," he said father a little bitterly. I wonder why, but I didn't ask. I felt like I was pushing my luck a little too far already. "Any who, we need to talk," he said more kindly, but seriously too.
I simply nodded. I was scared. What if he decided that he didn't want me anymore? What if he regretted his decision on keeping me and wanted to send me back? But before I could panic any more he said something that changed my life.
"You're a witch." I wasn't expecting that.
"What?" I asked not believing him. It was nice to have one adult believe in fantasy, but this 'talk' wasn't what I was expecting.
"You're a witch," he said again.
"Is this a joke? Next your going to tell me your a wizard and a goblin is going to walk through that door" I said pointing to the door opposite of where we came from.
"Does it look like a joke?" he said seriously, then a goblin decided to walk through the door I pointed at. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Good timing," he muttered.
"Okay I believe you now, kind of," I said still staring at the goblin.
"Good," he smiled for the second time today. "Now it's time for you to see more." I was already finished with my butter beer, so he took my hand and led me to the door where the goblin came from. When we walked through the door we were met by a brick wall. I wasn't impressed, that is until he took out a stick (which I assumed was his wand) and tapped a brick three up and two across, three times from a near courtyard. The wall's bricks magically moved aside and we stepped in a street filled with bustling witches and wizards.
Everything about that day was just amazing. I had never laughed or smiled so much in my entire life. I don't think Snape had either. So from then on it was just me and Snape. Of coarse he had to go to work at Hogwarts as the Potion Master, but I came with him, I was just extra careful I wasn't seen. I also knew some of the students that went there, but I never got to talk to them. We never really accumulated nicknames for each other. We never felt comfortable So time just flew and I was finally at a place I called home. Sorry that story was really long wasn't it?" she laughed.
"It's alright, dear. That's quite a story," Esme sighed. Poor girl.
"I know and there's so much more," Bella smiled as her eyes shined with pure relief and joy. Like she was finally relieved she told us her not so little secret.
"How did you meet Harry?" Alice asked curiously.
"Ahh, another long story to tell," Bella sighed, but she began anyway.
"It was my eleventh birthday when I got my letter, July 31. We were expecting it pretty soon, but it was exciting nonetheless. As soon as, Violet, our owl, gave me my letter I was jumping up and down squealing. Snape came down the stairs as fast as he could thinking something terrible happened. His eyes darted around the room for any signs of trouble and when he spotted the letter he simply smiled.
"I guess you should start getting your items ready for Hogwarts now," he said once I had a chance to calm down. I bobbed my head up and down repeatedly until I noticed his choice of words.
"Wait. You? Don't you mean we?" I asked appalled.
"I'm afraid not. I promise you there will be other students looking for supplies and if they see you with me they won't think your just any student, will they? I thought we went over that."
"Not that part," I muttered. We were going to pretend we've never met before and go on a student/professor status. I had asked him why it mattered what people think and he said he wanted me to have a normal Hogwarts experience where I could make friends easily and not be judged by who my guardian was. We could meet were no one could see us, but I was still a little wary of the idea that we couldn't have normal conversations in public.
"Well, off you go now," he said as he pushed me to the door handing me a bag filled with money.
I could barely contain my excitement as I walked through Diagon Alley. I had been here millions of times before, but this time it was different. I was finally going to Hogwarts. I had wanted to go there ever since Snape had told me about it from the feasts to the ghosts.
I had decided to get my wand first, so I went to Ollivander's. When I walked through the doors, I was greeted by the musty smell of wood and an old man, who I assumed was Mr. Ollivander. I looked around the shop and saw what muggles would have describe as an old library. Except the books were replaced with boxes. And I also broken glass and a large pile wands scattered across the floor. Someone had some cleaning to do.
"Ahh, Isabella Potter, I've waited for the day when I saw you walk through those doors. Just like your mother and father. Your brother came in earlier. I'm afraid it took him quite a long time to find his wand. We should get started now shouldn't we?" He was gone before I could question him. Who's Isabella Potter? I was Isabella Swan. And what did he mean by 'Your brother came in earlier?' As far as I knew I was an only child.
Mr. Ollivander came in with boxes of wands and measuring tape. The measuring tape measured me itself and once Mr. Ollivander got the measurements he handed me a wand.
"Give it a flick," he demanded. I rose the wand and Mr. Ollivander snatched it away.
"Nope, that's not right," he whispered.
~one hour later~
"Ugh! I give up Mr. Ollivander. None of these wands are right for me," I sighed out of frustration.
"There has to be at least one that's right for you," he exclaimed taking a look at the numerous wands he pulled out.
"But there isn't! We've tried hundreds of wands and none of them are right! Maybe I should order one or so-," he cut me off.
"Wait, there is one more," he said vaguely and walked away. That's what he said about the other ones. He came back with a box. The wand was in it I presume, just like all the other ones, but this one was different. Instead of the navy blue ones, this one was red. "Here try this one," he said as he carefully handed me the wand. "It's Holly and Phoenix Feather. Picked from the same tree and same bird as your brother." Who was this 'brother' he was talking about? I think he's been working an hour too long in here.
I grabbed the wand and suddenly felt a tingling sensation. The wand in my hand felt so...right. It was like it was just made for me. I didn't feel this with any of the other wands, so I think I found the one.
I hadn't noticed that I had closed my eyes until I opened mine. My eyes met Mr. Ollivander's and we were both thinking the same thing. This one's the one.
After I purchased the wand and waved a good bye to Mr. Ollivander, I went to get my supplies. First, I went to pick out cauldrons at Potage's Cauldron Shop. It didn't take long. I just picked the most standard and cheap one. I knew Snape was my guardian and he was fairly well paid, but I never felt comfortable spending his money.
Second, I went to pick out potion supplies at Slug and Jiggers Apothecary. Odd name for a potion store if you ask me. The store was fascinating once you got past the smell. I had been here millions of times with Snape, so I was used to it. I picked out every single kind of ingredients I could get my hands on. That part was expensive, but Snape said I always had to be prepared. Who knew what I was going to go through in my first year? The store keeper looked at knowingly and handed me my purchases.
Third, I went to pick out a pet at Eeylops Owl Emporium. I had decided earlier that I had wanted an owl. Toads were out fashioned and I wasn't a cat person. I walked up and down the owl section picking up food, bowls, and other necessities. Now it was time for the fun part. Picking out the owl. None of them really caught my eye until I saw the most gorgeous bird. She had gray feathers that were slightly black at the tips and scarlet colored eyes. She was perfect. She seemed to like me too as I walked near her. I grabbed her cage and the rest of the supplies and went to go buy her.
Next, I went to Madam Malkin's Robes for-"
"Witches and wizardshave clothing stores?" Alice asked excitedly. I gave her a look and she muttered a sorry.
"Anyway. Next, I went to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Mine as well get it over with. I walked in and was greeted by one of Madam Malkin's assistants.
"Hogwarts?" she asked.
"Yep," I said simply and she went to work. Once she got my measurements, she went to sewing. Or at least her tools did. Once they were done I paid her with knuts and sickles and fled from the store. I was so relieved that I was out of there, I had almost bumped into a boy. He was slightly taller than me, and he even looked kind of like me, but instead he had jet black hair, green eyes, and glasses. Before I could take a better look at him he was gone, but I did notice where he went from a distance.
Even though I almost bull dosed him over, he didn't notice me. Then did I realize he was with Hagrid. He must be going to Hogwarts too. I almost waved to him but decided against it. Instead, I followed them. They were headed to Flourish & Blotts, but right before they walked in Hagrid said something to the boy and he walked off. That made it easier for me to sneak in after him.
After five minutes of him looking at the list all confused, I got bored. He must have been muggle born because he looked out of place. I had my own shopping to do anyway. Then I noticed the stalker was following me. Probably trying to figure out which books to get. I grabbed one book I needed and he did the same. I was correct. I was looking for a book on one of the walls and he just stood there watching me.
"May I help you?" I asked Stalker clearly annoyed, without turning around.
"How did you know I was here?" he asked confused.
"When you stalk someone your suppose to do it secretly and unseen," I stated.
"I was not stalking you," he defended himself. That's when I turned around, having found the books I needed (I grabbed two, one for me and Stalker). He was blushing, I smiled.
"Sure, sure, but that's alright, you needed help," and I handed him the extra book. Then I looked at him more clearly. I was wrong before. He didn't look KIND OF like me, he looked EXACTLY like me. You know except for the hair and stuff. I also noticed a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. My hand instinctively went to cover my scar with my hair. I didn't want him too see it, yet. He didn't notice...good. He was too busy looking at me like he knew me, but couldn't figure it out.
"Well, those are all the books you need. I guess I'll see you at Hogwarts. Good bye, Stalker," I said breaking him out of his trance. I went to go pay for my books and I heard a faint 'bye' and a 'hey!' followed shortly after. I chuckled as I walked out the door. He saw me and was about to run after me until he remembered he had to pay for his books. I went to buy the rest of my supplies and got home just before dinner was served.
"Did you get all you supplies, smoothly?" Snape asked during dinner.
"Yep," I said simply as I shoved another piece of store bought lasagna in my mouth. Then I got the now empty bag of money and put it on the table. Snape snorted but shoved it in his pocket anyway.
"I see you bought an owl," he said as he looked at the bird a little sadly.
"Mm-hmm," I hummed, "I'm gonna name her Scarlet, because of her eyes." I smiled until I saw his face. "What?" I asked.
"I was going to get you an owl," he said sadly, "What am I suppose to get now?"
"But you did get me an owl. It was your money," I said confused. Then he smiled.
"I suppose your right." I rolled my eyes, kissed him on the cheek, and went to go put my plate away.
"Good Night," I yelled as I ran up the stairs grabbing all my supplies and Scarlet. I didn't wait for an answer as I shut my door. I packed all my things inside my bottomless (that was the help of Snape) trunk, neatly and went to bed. Hogwarts was only 31 days away, sure I had been there millions of times before but this time it was different. I was going to be a student there. Snape said it was going to be easy for me, mostly because he tutored me because he said if I decided to wonder off in class, I would already know the material. I was especially good in Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts. So I wasn't worried about that. I also wondered what house I was going to be in. I wanted to be in Slytherin, because Snape was in Slytherin, but to be honest I really wanted to be in Gryffindor. But the hat will decide all that. What I was worried about was making friends. I never had one before so I was determined to make at least one. At least I knew one person who was going to Hogwarts, Stalker. Those were my last thoughts as I drifted to sleep."
"Wait, how did you find out he was your brother?" Rosalie asked. Bella was shocked but answered nonetheless.
"I was getting to that." And she started on the second part of her story.
"It was finally September 1st. The day I was going to Hogwarts. I couldn't sleep the other night, but I wasn't exhausted. The excitement overwhelmed that. I couldn't even eat breakfast. Snape had told me he couldn't ride in the same train as me, because teachers had a whole different other train. I was a little depressed at first, but I would see him later. I couldn't wait to get on the train! I was just so excited!
~ at the train station ~
I was so confused. Where the heck is platform 9¾? Snape just gave me a ticket and told me to walk in between 9 and 10. What was that suppose to mean? But I guess I should go to 9 and 10 first. When I got there I saw a couple of red headed witches and wizards. Just then she told two twins, Fred and George, to go. The Weasley twins. Snape always hated them. I watched them as they walked through platform 9¾. I guess it really was that simple. I also saw another red headed boy that was about my age and Stalker that was about to cross the platform. I watched as he took a shaky breath and walked through the wall. The red head did the same. Then I noticed a plump woman with flaming red hair and a little girl go through too. That's when I decided to go.
I saw the train and my body flowed with excitement. I quickly climbed the train and picked an empty compartment. I put my luggage and Scarlet in one of the overhead compartments. I looked out the window and saw the stalker boy struggling with his luggage. I didn't blame him, they looked really heavy. I was going to go help him out, but the Weasley twins beat me to it. They weren't as repulsive as Snape claimed them to be. When they got his luggage in the compartment conveniently close to mine, he wiped a bit of sweat off his forehead revealing his scar.
"Wicked," they said in union.
"Are you-," one said
"Harry Potter," the other one finished. He simply nodded his head and they smiled and went to meet their mother. Well at least I could give Stalker a name now. Harry Potter, it fit. Then I heard another conversation outside.
"Guess who we met on the train," one of the twins asked.
"Who?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Harry Potter."
"Really? Can I go see him?" the little girl asked.
"No, Ginny. He's not an animal to be stared at, besides you already saw him," her mother scolded.
"Do you reckon his sister will be on the train?" Ginny asked. Sister? What sister? He was only with Hagrid at Diagon Alley.
"Please Ginny, I doubt it. No one knows where she is. I doubt she even knows who she is, let alone a witch," the nameless ginger rolled his eyes. That explained so much.
Then I saw Percy Weasley, the new Gryffindor prefect, come out of the train and kiss Mrs. Weasley on the cheek. I should have noticed the trademark hair sooner. I stopped listening giving them time to say their good byes in private. I looked out the compartment window and saw that Harry was also listening to the Weasleys. He must have been fascinated by ordinary wizard families. He seemed bothered by the news that he was famous. Like it was all new to him. At least he wasn't conceited.
The sound of train pulled me out of my thoughts and I noticed we were moving. I watched as the nameless ginger made his way to Harry's compartment and asked if it was taken. The ginger introduced himself as Ron Weasley. I could already tell that they were going to be great friends. He asked him about his scar and I became uninterested until I saw Draco Malfoy and his groupies walking over to them. Draco had sleek blond hair and he was already wearing his Hogwarts robes. He, Crabbe, and Goyle held their heads high as they walked down the hallway.
Fantastic. He was coming over to bother them. I detested him. Snape would usually speak highly of the Malfoys, but it made them sound like a bunch of snobby, arrogant, rich people. Snape said when I get in Slytherin (yes he did expect me to be in Slytherin) we would be best of friends. I just raised my eye brows at him and asked him another question. I then snapped back to reality.
"I see the rumors that Harry Potter's on the train are true," Draco said. I snorted. If the rumors are true, they aren't rumors any more, ding dong.
"So how would you like to hang out with us instead of Weasley," he sneered as if 'Weasley' wasn't sitting right in front of him. This made me really angry. Listening to Ron and Harry's conversations made me like them both a little more. That's when I decided that they were my friends. Draco continued, "His parents have more children than they can afford." That's when he drew the line.
My emotions took over before my mind could process what I was doing. I stood up grabbing my wand and walked over to to them.
"Don't make fun of him," I said angrily before anyone could say anything else. They all turned to me, shocked that a girl would come to rescue two boys she barely even knew.
"What's it to you, little girl?" Draco said smugly. I was determined to wipe that smirk off his face.
"Their my friends. And my name is Bella, not little girl." I was getting angrier, you know, if that were possible.
"Well Bella," he sneered, "There isn't much you can do here. So why don't you run along and play with your little dolls?" Little? Dolls?
"There's plenty I can do here," I growled. Crabbe and Goyle looked as if they might pee their pants and Ron and Harry were looking in awe. Malfoy was unfazed.
"Oh yeah? Show me," he smiled. Well he asked for it.
"Oppugno Avis," I said as I pointed my wand in Malfoys direction. Then a flock of birds flew out of my wand and started to attack Malfoy and his friends. They started screaming like little girls they were and ran away trying to get rid of the birds. I looked at Ron and Harry and their mouths were gaping open. I looked around and saw that I had gathered quite an audience, so I quickly slide into my compartment and closed the curtains. I could still hear what they were saying though.
"Isn't she a first year?"
"Wasn't that a forth year spell?"
"How did she know that spell?"
I was going to get expelled before we even got to Hogwarts. I was an idiot. I put my face between my hands and groaned. I didn't notice Ron or Harry coming in until Ron said two words.
"Bloody brilliant."
"Thank you," I blushed as I looked up, "Perhaps I should introduce myself properly. I'm Bella Swan."
"I'm Harry and this is Ron." Harry pointed to himself and Ron.
"So I've heard," I smiled.
"C-can we join you?" Ron stuttered. I nodded. There was an awkward silence until Ron broke it.
"How did you know that spell? I doubt my brothers even know that one," he said disbelievingly.
"I've read a couple of books." Or a couple of hundred.
There was another awkward silence.
"So, Harry, how did you get famous?" I asked wanting to make conversation. They both stared at me.
"You don't know?" Ron asked. I shook my head. "How could you not know? He's a legend!" I raised my eye brow and Harry blushed.
"He wrong. I didn't even know since a month ago." Then he started telling his story.
"Eleven years ago, there was a dark wizard by the name of Voldemort. He was gathering powerful wizards at the time so when my parents refused, he went to kill them. My twin and I were only a few months old. When Voldemort tried to kill us, apparently the killing curse rebounded and hit him. We were the only people known to survive the curse. So we were famous, but we were separated.
I was sent to my dreadful relatives and no one knows where my twin went. There were rumors that she was sent to America, but you know they were rumors. The only thing people know about her was that she had the same lightning bolt shaped scar on her neck. I know it might be a little strange, but when I get out of Hogwarts I'm going to find her." My mind was going going 100 mph.
Then everything clicked.
Everything was flooding back to me. I saw a woman holding a pair of twins begging for mercy at the feet of a cloaked figure that could only be Voldemort. He raised his wand and killed her. I could hear her piercing scream. He raised his wand again and pointed it at the twins, who were now crying. Then a flash of green light blinded the scene and...nothing. Then I realized, that woman was my mother, and the twins were Harry and I.
I recalled a few other memories. Mr. Ollivander calling me Isabella Potter. Snape's unwilling attitude to tell me anything whenever I asked about my parents. The lightning bolt shaped scar on my neck. The way Harry looked like me.
It all fit, like a puzzle piece that was waiting to be solved for years.
"Umm, Harry can I talk to you privately?" I asked all jittery from excitement. Who wouldn't? I just found out I had a twin brother.
"Alright," he answered unsurely as he noticed my excitement. I quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him into his empty compartment.
"I'm your sister," I said looking at him straight in the eye. He was shocked.
"W-what? Y-you're lying," Harry stuttered, but he didn't look so sure.
"Does it look like I'm lying?" I asked seriously.
"No, but how are you so sure?" he asked.
"Because it all fits! I was adopted from America. Mr. Ollivander called me Isabella Potter. You look almost exactly like me, and look," I pulled back my hair and showed him my scar. His mouth gaped open.
"It's been there ever since I could remember," I said a little more softly.
"Me too," he whispered. Then he did the most unexpected thing a boy would ever do.
He hugged me.
Once I recovered from my shock, I hugged him back. It just felt right, not in a romantic way of coarse, but a sibling way. The Potter twins were finally reunited," she finished.
"Wow," Alice said shocked, she was never shocked, "Can we meet him?"
"September 1st," Bella promised. She seemed happy about that.
"So from then on it was just you, Harry, and Ron?," Jasper asked.
"No, there was Hermionie. We meet her later on the train. She's one of my best friends," she clarified, then she yawned. I looked at the time, 12:00.
"Bed time for the, human!," Emmet laughed, then he noticed his mistake, "Whoops, I mean witch." That's gonna take sometime getting used to. I agreed.
I was about to get my keys, but Alice said.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I called Charlie earlier and told him that you were sleeping over." She directed the question to Bella.
"Oh okay, Good Night, everyone," Bella sang.
"Good Night," the rest of the family chorused. I took Bella's hand and led her to my room. She automatically sat on the bed and looked up at me. The guiltiness was evident in her eyes. She should have been. How could she not have told me that she was a witch? I told her, or at least confirmed her, that I was a vampire. Why had she not done the same? Moments like these I wish I could just read her mind.
After a long silence I finally said, "You have a lot more explaining to do."
"I know," she sighed as she patted the spot next to her.
Author's Note: Did you like it? I sure did :) No seriously I really did. It was my favorite chapter so far. Not to brag, but I thought it was pretty well written. And I know, I know, how did I finish this chapter so fast? Well after the first sentence I couldn't stop. It was kinda scary. And BTW I reread Chapter 3: Explanations and I noticed a lot of mistakes. Sorry about that. It was my fault I didn't reread it earlier. I'm gonna fix it in the either near or very distant future. :) oh and I almost forgot to mention, I'm going to write a story based on this story. It's just about what happened before Bella came to Forks. Check it out when I get it posted. :)
Other matters not concerning the story: I'm GOING TO CHANGE MY PEN NAME. Sorry I needed to capitalize that because SOME PEOPLE DON'T BOTHER TO READ A/N'S. And this shit is kinda important.
Second Random Question:
What should I change my pen name to be? I'm looking for something simple but funny.
REVIEW! AND I WROTE THAT IN CAP LETTERS BECAUSE PEOPLE TEND TO READ CAP LETTERS MORE THAN REGULAR LETTERS :))
