9. The difference between dreams and visions part 2
"Miss Swan, I am sorry to tell you this, but I think that Voldemort is indeed going to return, with the help of Peter Pettigrew. Don't tell Mr Potter, though, I am sure that he has enough on his mind," Dumbledore dismissed us.
I had just finished telling him about my dream/vision, and he looked sincerely worried. But the worst part was, was that I am going to get taken, and there is nothing that I can do about it! I was frustrated, agitated, and just pure angry! I felt like screaming my lungs out so hard that they would burst! UGH!
But I shouldn't, wouldn't, couldn't! I took deep breaths to calm myself down, but that didn't help.
"Save it, Isabella," Harry said. "We are over. Go back to your Edward, I know you want to! I was always your second choice, wasn't I? Never as good as Cullen."
Harry walked off, leaving Bella crying on the floor.
"Harry!" She screamed, but it was no use. "I couldn't get him off…" she whispered.
She curled up into a ball, crying her poor heart out. The one thing that she needed had left her. Forever, or so she thought.
My world went black.
I woke up the next morning looking into the eyes of someone that I knew all too well.
"Harry," I whispered smiling.
'Yeah, Bella, it is me," he said smiling back. "Do you remember why you fainted?" I remembered the vision, the nightmare, but I couldn't bring myself to telling him, so I just shook my head. "Tell me if you do, okay? I have to go to class now." He kissed my cheek and walked off.
I sighed. Today was going to be a long day.
Yea I know that was really short and stuff, but I didn't know what else to write! I have writers block! And this chapter majorly sucks ass! BAD!
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Stephie Malfoy-Cullen xx
