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BPOV

I stared blankly in horror as I heard the voice and realized what this meant. My head was reeling as I recognized that the time had actually come. I would have to face Voldemort. I had talked about it and said that I would love to make him pay for murdering my parents, but now that the time had finally come, I was so scared and lost that I had no clue what to do.

I snapped my attention back to Voldemort's voice, putting my worries aside for a few seconds. I concentrated on his words and flinched when I heard them. "Students and staff of Hogwarts," he began, his voice as cold and harsh as ever. "I mean you no harm." I snorted. I doubted that. "Give me Isabella Snape and all will be fine. I will leave you in peace, but if you refuse, I will personally come into your precious school with my army and kill everyone who dares cross my path until I find her. You have an hour." (A/N: This is NOT my idea, I took it from the Deathly Hallows!)

I just stood there for a couple seconds, soaking in everything that he had said and its meaning. Either I go to him and die or run away to hide and have everyone die for me. I didn't like either one of those options, but that was unfortunately all I had to work with.

It took me a while to notice that Draco was still standing next to me and that he was desperately trying to get my attention. He looked horrible. This was what he had always feared. Voldemort coming and killing me. But I knew what I had to do. Wait. Scratch that. I didn't know what I had to do. So I did the only reasonable thing that I could think of. I ran off to someone who would know what to do. Telling Draco a quick goodbye, I ran toward Dumbledore's office. I kind of felt bad for just leaving him like that. I knew he was only worried about me, but I didn't have time for that right now. Especially when I didn't even know what we were right now.

I shook my head. I did not need my girly teen drama getting in the way of this. I would talk to Draco later and work this all out.

If you live that long. An annoying voice in the back of my head said.

I pushed those thoughts away as I burst into the Headmaster's office where Dumbledore had been staring at the door, obviously expecting me to come. He had a look of pity in his eyes, but also worry and fear, but most of all indecision. I meant a lot to him, but so did all of the other occupants of this school.

"What should I do?" I demanded desperately. My parents had never been around, and I had grown up making my own decisions and figuring out what was best for me on my own, but not this time. I could not do this alone, I needed someone else's advice.

The indecision was back and as I gazed into his face I knew he wouldn't have any answers for me. None that I wanted anyway. He didn't want anything to happen to me, but no matter how much he and I wished we could deny it, losing one compared to hundreds was much better.

"I'm sorry, Bella, but I don't have your answers for you," he said. "I wish I did. You have no idea how much I wish I could help you, but this is your life that he wants and therefore your decision."

I sank down onto one of the chairs and put my head in my hands. "I don't know what to do! I don't want to die, but I don't want innocent people to suffer," I said, groaning in frustration. "I wish my dad were here. He would know what to do."

Dumbledore slowly came over and sat down next to me. Sighing, he said, "your father was very intelligent, but he didn't have the answers to everything. But I can guarantee you that he is watching over you right now and that he will be proud of you no matter what you choose, and so will I."

I thought about what he said and about what Snape had told me. He had always believed in me and said if you put your mind to something, you could do anything. He would want me to do what was right.

I smiled. "Thank you Dumbledore. I know what I'm going to do," I said, giving him a hug. "Thank you, for everything."

"You're welcome, Bella," he said, holding onto me for a second longer. I think he knew what decision I had come to. "I'm so proud of you. You have faced many trials throughout your life, but you have remained strong and overcome each and every one. You are an extraordinary young woman. Not a lot of people would be able to do what you are, you truly are the bravest person I know."

By the time he had finished his little speech, I had tears in my eyes. I couldn't help it, it was just so sweet. I had no idea that Dumbledore felt that way towards me, and it touched me that he had such a high opinion of me.

"Thank you," I said softly before getting up and walking out the door. I made my way down to the corridor and found everything and everyone running around in panic. It was complete chaos. Students were running around trying to get to the escape route that the teachers had come up with and the teachers were trying unsuccessfully to maintain order. A few people stopped to stare at me, but I quickly pushed past them and continued on my way, trying to ignore all the whispers.

This was already hard enough. I didn't need rumors to start spreading around about me in what may be my final hours.

I flinched and tried to ignore that fact, but no matter how much I wished I could deny it, I knew I wasn't ready for what was to come. I could act brave all I wanted, but I knew that people would easily be able to see through me. So I decided to go someplace I could find peace.

I quickly changed directions and headed toward my room. It was kind of ironic that I was going to my room for comfort when I had spent many awful nights in there and had been trying to spend as little time as possible in there. When I reached my room, I dug though my trunk until I found the picture that Snape had given me of him, my mother, and me.

I smiled as I gazed at the picture, tears coming to my eyes. I would give everything to have them here with me for guidance, direction, and encouragement. Of course all of my friends could give me those same things, but I would have much rather have had my parents here with me

Dumbledore's earlier words came back to me. That my parents would have been proud of me no matter what decision I made. I groaned. Dumbledore would have been much more helpful if he had just came out and told me what to do.

Gazing at my father's face, I remembered his decision. He had sacrificed himself for me. Could I do the same? Before, I hadn't been too sure, but this picture had surprisingly helped me immensely. I knew what I was going to do.

I pushed myself up off the floor and started walking out of the dorms, gently putting my picture down on my bed.

I kept a lookout for Harry, Draco, and all my other friends. I knew they would protest against my decision, even if they knew that it was the right thing to do. My heart filled with regret as I realized that I might never see them again.

Draco. I thought. I wondered what he would have said to me if this mess hadn't happened. Would he apologize? Would I? Would he forgive me? Would we have gotten back together? A million questions flew around through my mind and I didn't have an answer for any of them. I quickly pushed them away and focused on my path ahead. I stepped out of the castle and started walking toward the Forbidden Forest, where I would meet Voldemort and finally end this whole mess. He had killed both of my parents and ruined my whole life. It was time that he paid for that. Tonight, I was going to kill him. Or hopefully I would. There was always the possibility that he would kill me.

I took a deep breath and made my way into the forest. There was no turning back now.

DPOV

Voldemort's message kept repeating, over and over in my head. He had come for Bella. My Bella. And he would stop at nothing until he got what he came for. I had always feared that this would happen, and now that the day had finally arrived, I had no idea what to do. I wanted to protect her, but I didn't know how she would take that after what happened between us.

I was about to say something to her, when she suddenly ran away, muttering a quick goodbye. I mentally slapped myself. She probably had some idiotic plan that would no doubt get her killed, and if I had been paying attention I could have stopped her.

Running hard, I tried to follow her, but she was much quicker and I immediately lost track of her. I ran toward the Gryffindor Common Room, because I thought that Bella might go to Harry or some of her other friends for advice, but when I arrived, I saw Harry looking exactly the same as what I imagined I looked like. Crazy with worry.

"Have you seen her?" Harry demanded once he saw me.

I nodded and he relaxed slightly. "I was with her when the message sounded, but then she ran off. I tried to follow her, but she was too fast and I came here, thinking that she would be here."

"No. She hasn't been anywhere near here," Harry replied.

We stood there for a while, thinking about where she could possibly be, when Hermione burst through the door. "She hasn't been in our room. Everything's exactly the same as it was before,"
she announced.

Harry sighed in frustration. "Where the hell would she have gone?" He asked angrily. "I know she wouldn't just go to meet him, she would talk to someone and get their opinion. And with Snape gone, I don't know who she would have gone to."

An idea sprung to my mind and I immediately told Harry. "Dumbledore! She was close to Dumbledore. Would she have gone to him?" I asked and watched as Harry's eyes widened.

"Of course!" He exclaimed in delight. "I can't believe that I didn't think about that before. Hermione, you stay here to see if Bella comes here and Draco and I will go see if Bella is with Dumbledore."

Hermione nodded and we took off, running as fast as our legs could carry us. We received a few strange looks, but I ignored them. My Bella was in danger and I needed to make sure that she was okay.

We finally managed to make it to the headmaster's office, and when we opened the door we saw Dumbledore sitting down with his head in his hands. Dread washed through me as I examined the room and noticed that Bella was not with him.

Dumbledore looked up as we entered and I could see all of the grief that this was causing him. Bella wasn't just a student to him. He had grown close to her over the years and wanted her to be safe just as much as I did. "Professor," Harry said, disappointment coloring his voice as he too noticed that Bella was not in here. "Have you seen Bella? Has she come to see you?"

The headmaster sat up slowly. "She has," he said gravely. "You just missed her, actually. She came to ask me what she should do about the choice that Lord Voldemort has given her."

"What did you tell her?" Harry demanded. "Please tell me you didn't tell her to go off and meet him. She's not ready! She could die!"

Dumbledore regarded us sympathetically. "I told her that it wasn't my decision to make because it was her life, not mine. I wished that I could have helped her, but there was nothing I could say. There were no good options. She could either go out and meet him, or wait in the school and have people die in her place until Voldemort finally reached her and killed her himself. Either way would end in disaster."

"Did she tell you what she was going to do?" I asked hesitantly. The way he was speaking made me think that I knew what Bella had chosen.

"She didn't directly tell me, but from what she said, I was under the impression that she was going to meet him in the forest," Dumbledore said sadly, even though I could detect a hint of pride in his voice. He thought that she made the right decision, I realized. He had wanted her to go.

"She didn't even come to say goodbye before she goes out there and gets killed?' Harry thundered, also sensing what I had.

Dumbledore frowned. "I don't think she planned on going down without a fight. There is still a chance that she could win."

"A very small chance!" Harry shouted. He glared at Dumbledore for a second longer until he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the office, muttering, "come on Draco, let's try to find Bella."

I didn't have to be told twice. I would do anything to keep Bella from harm. Even if that meant that I follow in Snape's footsteps and throw myself in front of her.

Harry and I continued running through the corridors, trying to make it to the front of the school, hoping that we could somehow escape and attempt to save Bella. But unfortunately when we reached the door, it was locked up with tons of people guarding it. We sighed in disappointment and stood there, staring at the door.

"Maybe she is still here?' I suggested quietly, knowing full well that that wasn't the case.

"I doubt it," Harry replied miserably.

I sighed. I hated feeling powerless. Bella could be in serious danger right now and there was nothing that I could do. It brought back memories of the time when Bellatrix Lestrange had taken Bella and tortured her. Those were not memories that I wanted to relive.

Harry was about to say something when a voice rang out through the halls again. I felt all the color drain from my face, but relaxed when I realized that it was Dumbledore's voice. "Attention. All students are to report to the Great Hall immediately. No exceptions."

Harry and I looked at each other and reluctantly made our way to the Great Hall, but not before glancing at the door longingly one last time. All I could do was hope that Bella was alright.

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