September 1st

I raced through Kings Cross Station, going to Platform 9 3/4. It hasn't been the best morning. It started like every morning since I arrived, the dreams, then I wake up screaming and sobbing. But this morning it was only Hermione, Ginny, Fred and Harry that were there, everyone else was still asleep. Why me? But anyway I am running slightly late. I ran through the wall between platforms 10 and 9 and then I was standing in front of the Hogwarts Express. Finally! It is good to be going home! I said goodbye to Mrs and Mr Weasley as we got onto the train. I walked to the end and to my usual carriage, followed by Fred and George.

Fred still isn't talking to me, and I completely hate myself for talking to him the way I did. George excused himself to the bathroom and then it was just me and Fred, here's my chance to apologize.

"Fred." I said.

"Yeah Bells." He replied.

I ignored the fact that he called me Bells and carried on with what I was saying.

"I'm so sorry for the way I spoke to you, I was so bang out of order."

"Okay, thanks for the apology."

"Am I forgiven?"

"I don't know, are you? Are you ready to tell me why you keep waking up screaming and crying whenever you're alone?"

"I don't want to talk about it, it's my business just leave it alone."

"I'm your best friend Bella, I want to help you, if it was a guy."

"It wasn't, it's nothing."

"You can tell me whatever it was. It's a guy isn't it."

"No it's not a guy."

"I know you."

"You don't know me as well as you think, if you knew me you would know I want you to just leave this alone and stop harassing me about it."

"Of course I know you want, I like you a lot Bella, you're my best friend."

"If this is what being your best friend is like now then I really don't want to know, I can't go through this with you every other day Fred. I love you, you're the closest person I have in my life next to Harry, you're my family. But I can't do this."

I stood up, got my trunk and walked out of the compartment, passed George and walked into my own compartment. It was empty. I put my trunk in the overhead compartment and laid down on one of the seats, silently crying myself to sleep.

TIME SKIP... 8 HOURS LATER... 7 PM...

I woke up as I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes and George was in front of me. I smiled at him.

"Hey Georgie." I said.

"Hey Izzi. Come on, we're here." He replied.

"What time is it?"

"7."

"Wow I've slept for 8 hours."

"You didn't sleep much last night though did you."

"No I didn't."

I got up off the seats as George got my trunk from the overhead compartments and I linked arms with him as he carried my trunk off the Hogwarts Express. I saw Fred and I looked at him apologetically but he just ignored me. What have I done?

"Thank you Georgie." I said, taking my trunk.

"You sharing a carriage with us?"

"Yeah, come on, I want to start this year good, riding up with my best friends."

"I don't think Fred is very happy at the minute. Why don't you just tell us."

"I really am not ready to speak about it, I will in time, just give me time."

"Okay, its no problem."

I smiled at him as I got into a carriage with Fred and George. I saw the Thestrals pulling the carriages but Fred and George didn't, you can only see them when you have seen death. We were in the carriage for 10 minutes when I made small conversation with George, but Fred just sat there, not even glancing at me. God I hate myself right now. When we got off the carriage George fell behind so I could talk to Fred.

"Fred, I'm sorry."

"As you said 8 hours ago."

"I really am, it was something I am just not ready to talk about it yet, just give me time, you'll know in time I promise. You mean so much to me, I don't want this to end."

"I don't want this to end. Just promise me you'll come to me first, I want to talk to you okay."

"Okay, I promise I'll come to you first."

I linked arms with him and George came up and I linked arms with him as well and then we went into the castle. We did the normal routine of going into the Great Hall and taking our seats. 10 minutes later the sorting started. 13 people in Gryffindor, 15 in Hufflepuff, 9 in Ravenclaw and 13 again in Slytherin. Then the feast was served. This is going to be a good year, it needs to be, I need to move on.

Half way through eating I let my eyes wander over to the Hufflepuff house and I saw Cedric, laughing and joking around with his friends. He is going to make this year 10 times harder. I want to know why he is the spitting image of Edward, just slightly skinnier and tanned. How is it possible? They could be identical twins. Whilst dinner was happening Dumbledore made an announcement.

"Okay since everyone has just gotten back and we have a certain student back who has been away for a while we have decided to push classes back, so you wont start for another 2 days, enjoy." Professor Dumbledore announced.

Everyone cheered and after a few minutes everyone went back to eating as desert was served. I picked at my food, not really eating much, not being able to take my eyes of Cedric. Once everyone was finished everyone went up to their Common Rooms but I snuck away, heading to the library.

TIME SKIP... 3 HOURS LATER... 10:40 PM...

'With finding someone that is identical to another, may make you believe they are related, possibly twins, but in fact there are many things that could be making this person look exactly the same to another. These reasons could be them being a Metamorphmagus, which is a witch or wizard that has a special ability to change their appearance at will. This can range from changing one feature about themselves or changing their whole body to mimick someone else, but this is without using any potions or spells, a witch or wizard is born this way, and they can start changing the day they are born. They are extremely rare. You must remember not to confuse them with Animagi, the difference being that Animagis, whilst still being able to transform at will, but they can only change into the form of an animal which is determine by their inner traits. Animagis are also made, whereas you are born as a Metamorphmagus and do not have a choice whether you want to be one or not.

Other reasons that someone can look the same is that they could be a Doppelganger, they are also known as Shadow-Selves, and it can be more than 2 people that look alike, 3, 4, even 5. A Doppelganger can only be formed when 2 people become immortal, e.g. become a vampire. They aren't necessary born as soon as that person becomes immortal but they do eventually exist, whether it is 100 years later it will still happen.'

Wow, well I know Cedric isn't a Metamorphmagus so Cedric and Edward are Doppelgangers, I've never heard of anything like this before. I kept the book, I'll return it soon. I snuck out of the library, it having closed 2 hours and 40 minutes ago, but I just snuck in with Madame Pince noticing me since she was at the back of the library, sorting through some books. I left the library and got out my wand.

"Lumos." I whispered.

It was well past lights out but I needed to know. I snuck up to the seventh floor without being noticed and went up to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Mimbulus Mimbletonia."

The portrait door swung open and I was surprised to see about 20 people up, drink in hand, clearly drunk, dancing around. What the hell? I saw Fred and George in the pile of people and they noticed me as well.

"Hey there you are, where have you been?" George asked.

"In the library, I had to do some research." I said.

"God are you Hermione? Surprised you didn't bump into her and Ron and get detention." Fred laughed.

"Why would they give me detention?"

"Because they're prefects." Harry said, coming out of the crowd of people.

"Harry? You're down here too. What's going on?"

"Well we're celebrating you coming back to Hogwarts and we don't have classes for another 2 days so we thought we would have a drink." Fred said.

"You're celebrating me coming back to Hogwarts without me?" I questioned.

They all started laughing and I joined them. They are so crazy! Harry is 15 though as if he is drinking, but I was drinking at 15 as well so I can't say anything. God I can't believe that was almost 2 years ago, I'm 17 on November 5th. I grabbed the drink Harry handed to me and I started sipping at it, the burning feeling going down my throat as I drunk the Firewhisky. Oh well, may as well enjoy tonight before classes start in 2 days.