OMG! I guess this story really is a hit. I'm having a lot of fun writing this. I loved how much you guys reviewed last chapter. I promised that I would write as soon as I can, so I am.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and JK Rowling.

Previously:

"We can't help you if you don't tell us what's happened to you. We want to know these things."

"I'm so sorry." My eyes filled with tears, and my heart with pain. I stared at the ceiling. Jasper sighed and exited the room as well. I repressed the sobs that wanted to take over. I'm hurting everyone that comes near me. I should let Voldemort kill me.

Over the next few days, I didn't eat. I barely got out of bed. Jasper was right. I was depressed. Everyone came in, one at a time, trying to get a reaction out of me. Even Emmett couldn't make me laugh. I rarely got out of bed to go the restroom. I was lifeless. The pain would never leave my heart. Then, one vision changed everything.

It was one of those rare times that I got up to use the restroom. I was walking back to bed, when it hit me.

He barred his teeth at me. A blue light, that was from my wand, hit him squarely in the chest. The dog shifted into a person. That person was Sirius Black. Harry Potter stood in the background, watching horrorstruck as his godfather fell back. He charged at the woman with such rage that it could have set a forest on fire. Remus Lupin grabbed the boy around the waist, and held him back. Bellatrix Lestrange ran in the other direction, past a door.

Remus held Harry and Harry fought to get away.

"Let me go! I'm gonna kill her!" His eyes bore into the door she passed through. He elbowed Remus, causing him to let go, and ran through the door.

It was not Bellatrix who waited for him. It was Voldemort. He raised his wand and his red eyes pierced into Harry.

"Where is Isabella Swan?" Voldemort asked threateningly.

"I-I don't know." Harry stuttered.

"Crucio!" he yelled in frustration. Harry was speared through the floor. His limbs moved uncontrollably. Agonizing pain showed in his bright green eyes. He felt like he was getting electrocuted numerous times. After what seemed like years, the torture stopped.

"I will ask one more time. Where is Isabella Swan?" Dumbledore appeared behind Voldemort. Harry eyes flashed. Voldemort noticed and turned.

"Ah! Dumbledore, how wonderful! You will not die alone, Harry Potter, but Albus Dumbledore will die with you. How nice!" Voldemort exclaimed, sarcastically. The vision suddenly cut off, with Voldemort's sneering face still in place.

I came back to my senses, gasping. My mind immediately went into panic mode. I silently let out a stream of profanities in my mind. My eyes crossed the room, looking for a bag. There was one sitting on a desk chair. I scurried over, grabbed it, and ran into the closet. My footsteps echoed on the wood floor, making it sound like I was wearing stilletos. As if. I would have laughed if I wasn't in this situation.

I grabbed as many jeans and shirts I could fit in the medium sized bag and threw one pair of converse on top. I was about to run out, but then I remembered that I wasn't dressed to go out. I went back in the closet, put on a pair of jeans, and looked for the bag from target from a few days ago. I spotted it next to the bedside table and threw a purple shirt on. I searched for my wand, and found it in the bathroom. I put it in my back pocket and searched for the car keys. I found them on the desk. Jasper must of put them there.

I ran out the door and down the stairs. In my hurry to get away, I tripped on the last step. The contents of my bag scattered. I got on my knees and shoved everything back inside. When I stood back up, everyone was watching me, excluding Edward. My thought lingered on him for a little, but I quickly shook those thoughts away. I had to get to Harry.

I made my way towards the door, until a pale hand appeared on my shoulder. I turned and sighed. Jasper was looking at me, and Esme came to stand beside him.

"Where are you going?" And so the interrogation begins, I thought to myself.

"To visit a friend." I replied shortly.

"Oh. Well why are you packed and why are you in such a hurry? I mean you've mean lifeless for days. I was beginning to think you were dead."

"I was going to Angela's birthday party. I got her a gift the other day, like I told Esme. I'm late. I just remembered." I lied.

"Why are you lying?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

"Jasper just let me go!" I yelled. Even I was shocked at my little outburst. He slowly removed his hand. I hurried down the porch steps and I was about to enter the Mercedes, when I asked myself why I was traveling the muggle way. I was annoyed at myself. I can't believe I wasted so much time! I threw the bag aside and closed the door to the Mercedes. I put both of my index fingers to my temples and apparated to the ministry.

I really didn't care if the Cullen's saw me. I had to save my family.

Ok. I'm sooo sorry this isn't really that long but I had to get something out. This is an EdwardxBella story. Harry is Sirius' godson from the Potters, but Harry still has parents. Bella's parents are the ones who died and she is also Sirius' goddaughter. He was the only family she had left. Im planning on having Bella tell Jasper but make him promise not to tell anyone. Jasper is ONLY a brother to Bella. I want to make Bella and Edward get back together but she is just so stubborn. Ill try to update again soon.

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SamanthaIsquierdo1