Meeting Again Chapter 1 Fame (I only own Natalie Isabelle and Chris. I also own the plot. Everything else belongs to Joanne Kathleen Rowling. Lucky Bitch)
It had been over three years since she left London. She had a daughter Isabelle. She had become famous as a muggle singer/songwritter. She had what most people only dreamed of having. But that is just what people dream. It isn't the truth. The truth was that she lied to the public about her daughter. She said that it was her little sister. The truth was she was still in love with the boy she left in London three years ago. She only wrote good songs because of what she felt for him. She hadn't seen him in three years. She thought that it might be better that way. But it might not be better that way though. Who was this girl? Some call her a murderer's daughter. But most called her Natalie Black.
He had finished Hogwarts. He became a famous Quidditch player. He was the seeker for the Chudley Cannons. He had a girlfriend. He had everything he wanted. But he didn't. He was still in love with his ex-girlfriend. He had lost the girl he loved three years ago. She was the only one who treated him differently. Everyone treated him almost like he was an expensive glass vase. It was like he wasn't even human to them. She treated him like a normal person. She didn't care whether he was famous or not. He had hoped to see her again. After a while he had lost hope. Who was this boy? Some call him the boy who lived. But most called him Harry Potter.
Natalie was at home with her daughter. Her daughter, Isabelle, had green eyes with brown hair that was just below her shoulders. She was three years old. Natalie said to Isabelle 'I have to leave in a few days for London to go on tour. I am going to stay for a month. Do you want to come with me?'
Isabelle said 'Yeah! I want to go with you.'
Natalie hugged her daughter and said 'Good, Cause I would miss you too much if you stayed here. You are going to see Chris again.'
Isabelle said 'Yay! Chris is fun!'
Harry was on his computer. He was in London right now. He had an aprtment in London but he was hardly ever even there. He was only there now because he had to do something for chairity. He had to visit some wizard day-care center. He liked kids. He liked doing things for charity. But he wished he could be in London more. If he weren't going around Europe all the time he would probably go to New York. He would try to locate someone. Right now Harry was typing at his computer. He was looking up Natalie Black. Her new video came up on his computer. It was called 'Losing Grip'. It was supposed to look like Natalie was having a fight with her boyfriend. As Natalie slapped the guy's face Harry paused the video. He looked at her hand. Harry thought -No. It isn't. It couldn't be. Is it?-
Natalie was getting on her a plane with her daughter to go to London. This was the first time that Natalie had been to London since she left three years ago. She looked at her hand. She saw the clatter ring that someone had given her more than three years ago. She hadn't taken it off since she had opened it. The boy that she was in love with had given it to her. That man was Isabelle's father. But he had no idea that Isabelle even existed. One of the reasons Natalie left the man she loved was because of Isabelle. Natalie would be putting Isabelle in danger if she hadn't left London. If her father knew it would automatically put Isabelle in danger because of her father's enemys. Oh, I guess I forgot to mention Isabelle's full name, Isabelle Lily Potter.
(Okay that's the first chapter. I really think that if you didn't read Natalie Black yet, you should. It will help you understand the story. Anyway, I hope you liked the first chapter. Please reveiw. L8R.NIKKI)
It had been over three years since she left London. She had a daughter Isabelle. She had become famous as a muggle singer/songwritter. She had what most people only dreamed of having. But that is just what people dream. It isn't the truth. The truth was that she lied to the public about her daughter. She said that it was her little sister. The truth was she was still in love with the boy she left in London three years ago. She only wrote good songs because of what she felt for him. She hadn't seen him in three years. She thought that it might be better that way. But it might not be better that way though. Who was this girl? Some call her a murderer's daughter. But most called her Natalie Black.
He had finished Hogwarts. He became a famous Quidditch player. He was the seeker for the Chudley Cannons. He had a girlfriend. He had everything he wanted. But he didn't. He was still in love with his ex-girlfriend. He had lost the girl he loved three years ago. She was the only one who treated him differently. Everyone treated him almost like he was an expensive glass vase. It was like he wasn't even human to them. She treated him like a normal person. She didn't care whether he was famous or not. He had hoped to see her again. After a while he had lost hope. Who was this boy? Some call him the boy who lived. But most called him Harry Potter.
Natalie was at home with her daughter. Her daughter, Isabelle, had green eyes with brown hair that was just below her shoulders. She was three years old. Natalie said to Isabelle 'I have to leave in a few days for London to go on tour. I am going to stay for a month. Do you want to come with me?'
Isabelle said 'Yeah! I want to go with you.'
Natalie hugged her daughter and said 'Good, Cause I would miss you too much if you stayed here. You are going to see Chris again.'
Isabelle said 'Yay! Chris is fun!'
Harry was on his computer. He was in London right now. He had an aprtment in London but he was hardly ever even there. He was only there now because he had to do something for chairity. He had to visit some wizard day-care center. He liked kids. He liked doing things for charity. But he wished he could be in London more. If he weren't going around Europe all the time he would probably go to New York. He would try to locate someone. Right now Harry was typing at his computer. He was looking up Natalie Black. Her new video came up on his computer. It was called 'Losing Grip'. It was supposed to look like Natalie was having a fight with her boyfriend. As Natalie slapped the guy's face Harry paused the video. He looked at her hand. Harry thought -No. It isn't. It couldn't be. Is it?-
Natalie was getting on her a plane with her daughter to go to London. This was the first time that Natalie had been to London since she left three years ago. She looked at her hand. She saw the clatter ring that someone had given her more than three years ago. She hadn't taken it off since she had opened it. The boy that she was in love with had given it to her. That man was Isabelle's father. But he had no idea that Isabelle even existed. One of the reasons Natalie left the man she loved was because of Isabelle. Natalie would be putting Isabelle in danger if she hadn't left London. If her father knew it would automatically put Isabelle in danger because of her father's enemys. Oh, I guess I forgot to mention Isabelle's full name, Isabelle Lily Potter.
(Okay that's the first chapter. I really think that if you didn't read Natalie Black yet, you should. It will help you understand the story. Anyway, I hope you liked the first chapter. Please reveiw. L8R.NIKKI)