Hey! Just so everyone knows this is kinda the starting chapter, to where events and people will show up out of order from the books and some people and events may not even be seen in the story. I just wanted to warn everyone. And regarding a review about Bella's wand, there are no pictures of it, as far as I know. The way it is described is just how I saw her wand. And now onto the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight.

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Bella was anxious. She had calmed down somewhat when she was with Severus, but now that she was alone again her emotions were starting to suffocate her.

Severus had gone down to the Great Hall, to join the rest of the faculty, in welcoming the returning students. He told her that the Hogwarts Express had dropped off all the students, and that the first years were going to be escorted into the hall by Professor McGonagall.

Bella was just making her way to the Great Hall's entrance, to catch up with the group of first years, now.

She spotted McGonagall who was ushering the last few students in through the door. Bella shuffled quickly over to the door and the transfiguration teacher gave her a look. She ducked her head, and casted her gaze down to the tiled floor. Minerva gave her a small push on the back, bringing her into the hall.

Bella kept her gaze down, as McGonagall passed in front of her. She feared that if she looked up, she'd see all of the people surrounding her and possibly faint. She didn't like the idea of that. So, in order to prevent that from happening she walked in stride with the group, in the very back and took deep breaths.

She heard the chatter, and noise coming from all ends of the room suddenly stop. The people in front of her had come to a halt. She stopped walking and glanced up to see what had happened.

Professor McGonagall was standing on a step, just in front of the group of first years. She was looking down at them saying something, before turning to look over her shoulder.

Dumbledore was standing in the middle of the elevated stage, behind a podium. He smiled out at everyone.

"Good evening, and welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I would just like to say a few things before we get on with the evening's festivities. Firstly…"

As he spoke Bella looked behind him to the teachers, sitting at the long dinner table. She saw Severus, sitting at the far right end of the table, with an odd look on his face. His eyes were transfixed on something, or possibly someone at the front of room. It seemed to Bella, like he was looking at a first year student.

She saw his eyes narrow and he inclined his head a bit, before his eyes darted back to Dumbledore.

Bella wondered what or who he had been looking at. She knew that look. It wasn't something you wanted to see from him. Usually, more times than not, when Severus looked at you like that it meant that you were in trouble.

As she thought about this, her eyes moved across the table, until she encountered someone she didn't recognize.

There was a man sitting in between Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick. His attention was to Dumbledore and he seemed to be in a daze. The man had light brown hair, with some almost unnoticeable traces of gray in it, and appeared to have hazel eyes. He also bore a small moustache. But the thing that intrigued Bella most about this man were the long, narrow scars that were marked all over his face.

Dumbledore looked down to the small group of first years in front of him, and Bella glanced back at him.

"I would like for all first years to note that the forbidden forest is off limits to all students. If anyone is found around or within the forest serious consequences will be made."

He looked over to his left; his eyes locked upon the man that Bella didn't know for a moment, before he cast them outward again. He stretched out his left hand toward the man.

"On a lighter note, we have our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, here with us tonight. Professor Remus Lupin. We wish you much luck, Professor."

Everyone clapped lightly.

The man stood up from his chair and nodded out to everyone, before smiling lightly at Dumbledore and returning to his seat.

Dumbledore's out casted hand returned, only for Dumbledore to slip it inside his robe's right sleeve and retrieve his wand.

"Now if we may, we can begin the Sorting."

He took a step back from the podium, and tapped it gently with his wand. In an instant, the gold podium transformed into a small wooden stool. Upon the stool sat a rugged, old looking hat. To people who didn't know what it was, it seemed like a normal old hat. But Bella knew what it was. She had seen it several times in while she was in Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore turned and went to his seat, in the middle of the table, while McGonagall took his place in the centre of the stage beside the hat and stool.

She looked down to the first years. "When I call out your name, you must come up, and sit down on the stool. I will then place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into one of the four houses."

She took out a piece of parchment from within her robes, and picked up the hat. She glanced down at the paper.

"Hermione Granger."

Bella saw a small girl, with big, curly, frizzy hair and bangs go up the stairs. She sat on the stool, and jumped a little, when the hat was placed on her head. The Sorting Hat immediately sprang to life.

Bella dazed out. She saw many of the others go forward from the group, as it began to shrink in size. As it did, Bella was becoming more and more uncomfortable, and felt a knot begin to form in her stomach. It was becoming hard to breathe. She knew she was going to be called up soon, and her mind was racing with multiple thoughts running across her mind.

Not many of the new students stood out to her. She did take note of a few of them thought. Among them she noticed a boy with red hair, who was warmly welcomed by some other red headed boys to the Gryffindor table. He seemed to be very lively and perhaps a little funny.

She also took note of a crude looking boy. He had light blonde hair and he smirked when the hat called out 'Slytherin'. She had a bad feeling about him.

Just as she thought she was about to pass out from nerves, she heard a name called out that immediately made her lose all thought.

"Harry Potter."

The hall was dead silent for a moment, before people around the hall started muttering. Bella looked up to the stage to see Harry climbing the steps.

He sat down on the stool and turned to face everyone.

As she looked at him Bella was reminded of the picture she had of their father. He looked a lot like him. He had dark brown, messy hair and the same kind of round glasses. As he looked out to the people in the room she saw his eyes. That was perhaps the only similar thing about them. Bella noticed that both she and Harry had inherited their mothers beautiful green eyes. She was glad to see that they had at least one thing in common.

She was surprised at what next caught her attention about him. His scar. His bangs had parted slightly to reveal the lightning shaped scar, underneath. For some reason it surprised her. It was like she'd forgotten all about the incident that led to their parent's death, but now looking at Harry's scar, it was like a reminder.

Bella noticed that he seemed nervous. He bit his lip a little and glanced around as the hat was placed on his head. The hat jumped to life.

"Ah, the Potter boy… interesting…hmmm, a brilliant mind we have here. Plenty of courage too I see. There's much talent here as well…"

Harry closed his eyes, and started muttering something.

"Not Slytherin, eh? It would be a great choice for you, you know. You would achieve great things there."

Not Slytherin? Was Harry actually trying to tell the hat where to place him? Bella couldn't understand. Why wouldn't he want to be in Slytherin? If anything that was one of the houses she wanted to be sorted to!

"No? Well then, better be…Gryffindor!"

Harry opened his eyes and smiled as the right side of the room went into cheers and everyone clapped. McGonagall took the hat off his head, and pointed him over to the Gryffindor table. When he got there Harry shook some out stretched hands, and sat down.

McGonagall peered down at the paper once more, as the room settled.

"Isabella Potter."

Everything froze. Bella had never wanted to just melt into the floor, more than at that moment.

She looked over to Severus, who was watching her. He gave her a slight, almost unnoticeable nod.

Bella felt herself minutely relax and her cheeks grew hot, with blush. She focused back onto the floor and slowly started walking up toward the front of the room.

What little people were left moved aside for her, as she made her way. When she reached the stairs she climbed them praying she wouldn't trip. By the time she had gotten to the stool, she noticed the room was dead silent. She carefully picked herself up onto the stool and sat down. She folded her hands in her lap and chanced a glimpse out.

When she did, the first and only thing she saw before looking back down to her lap, was Harry looking at her.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw McGonagall lift the hat and felt it being placed on her head.

When it first spoke out she nearly jumped off the stool.

"Ah, the other Potter."

Bella had to remember how to breathe. She gradually took in a breath.

"Hmmm…it would seem you're the complete opposite of your brother, eh?"

She released the breath just as slowly.

"…Ah ha! Here we are. Patient, determined…you're a quick study too. Very loyal…"

As her breathing was regulating, she felt herself calm down.

"Now where to put you?"

Bella peeked back at Harry, and they made eye contact. He gave her a small, almost shy smile.

"…Gryffindor!"

Cheers went off throughout the hall. Bella felt the hat being pulled from her head, and the twin's eye contact broke off. As she stepped off the stool Bella glimpsed back over to Severus.

He was looking at her, lightly clapping his hands, like the rest of the teachers. When he looked her in the eyes, Bella saw some emotion that she couldn't quite place, before he glanced away.

Bella turned back, and started to go down the stairs when she stumbled. She felt herself falling and braced herself for the impact. But instead she felt two arms grasp her, and pull her back up. When she had gotten her footing back and the arms grasping onto her let go, Bella looked up to see Harry, taking a step back.

He smiled at her. "You alright?"

Bella smiled back and nodded.

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Snape saw the interaction.

He almost burst up from his seat to get Bella, when he saw her brother, save her from the fall. He supposed it was good thing, but part of him didn't like it.

He seemed far too much like his father. Not only in the way he looked, but the way he carried himself.

When Severus had glanced at the boy and they caught each other's eyes, only minutes ago, the young boy gave Snape the same kind of look his father had given him, when they first met, on the train to Hogwarts.

He didn't like the boy, and they hadn't even said one word to each other.

Still. Severus Snape already didn't trust Harry Potter.

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We got some Harry! Yay! Bella was such a nervous wreck! Well I hope you guys liked it! Until next time!