Hey! I am back.

Sorry about not updating yesterday. My bad...

Anyway, i dont really like this chapter. I kind of wrote it in pain, yupp i am sunburnt. Yes, that is the perfect way to end an awesome holiday. But i wrote it. The end is better than the beginning, i was a little more sane when i wrote that. HAHAHA. Jokes on you, I am never sane. XD

Anyway, I noticed no one answered any of the questions. :( . Well anyway, questions still stand, hinting ;).

And there is a poll open for which house Albus should be in. So please! Urgent!

just a reminder that school starts tomorrow so updates will be slower but will still be coming.

So enjoy and please R&R(they mean the WORLD to me)

Chapter 8

We all decided that it was late and that we should all go and sleep.

I was so tired, I basically zombie walked into the house. I didn't notice where I was going, but thank my lucky stars someone pulled me out of the way before I walked into the walls.

I gave everyone a hug and thanked them sincerely for everything they have done for me, knowing that I wasn't going to be able to tell them that ever again.

I walked into my room with Mrs. Potter who did the final checkups on me. I knew I had to ask her sometime but I kept getting nervous and chickened out.

It was only when she was about to leave did I ask her, "Mrs. Potter?"

She turned to me and smiled, "Yes?"

I swallowed. Come on you chicken, "Umm. You know the clothes I wore when I came here."

She nodded.

I could feel my palms sweating, what if she suspects something and won't give it to me. Or threw it away, I can't leave with their clothes on, that would be cruel.

"Do you mind if I have it back?" I asked nervously.

'Why?" She asked and raised her eyebrow.

I swallowed again, "I just need to see something on it. I was hoping it could help me remember a certain something. So do you have it?"

She studied me for a moment, "I still have it."

I mentally let out a sighed in relief.

"Would you like me to go fetch it now?" She asked.

I nodded, "Yes, please."

She left the room.

I knew that she knew that something was going on, but I don't think she knows or at least suspects anything about me leaving. I sighed and walked across the room to the desk where my picture was, I looked at it. I couldn't believe it was only this morning where I was sitting here drawing it and now I was leaving it.

I looked at the door remembering when I first 'properly' met Lily and the next day was the first time I spoke to James and Albus. They were my first real friends.

I carried on looking around the room remembering when James pranked us. Me being bold, Albus in a dress and make-up. I laughed, he looked nice as a princess in a weird way.

I walked over to the curtains and moved them back, looking at the garden in which we spent the day, I giggled. They really made me laugh. I carried on looking out the window until Mrs. Potter arrived.

She passed me the cream colored dress to me. I almost threw it in the corner, never wanting to see it ever again, but I controlled myself and thanked Mrs. Potter.

"I am proud of you." She said to me.

I looked at her in confusion, "For what?"

She smiled at me and gave me a hug, "For being you. Now good night and I will see you in the morning."

I hugged her, "Thank you, for everything."

She laughed quietly, "I did nothing, my girl."

"You did. You did everything for me." I whispered back. And it was true, I would have been dead a long time ago if it wasn't for them. They could have handed me over to Thanatos but they didn't they fought just as hard for me as I did for them. Nor did they throw me out or refuse to look after me.

They saved my life, not only physically but also mentally.

"Now go sleep. You have a big day tomorrow."

I hugged her and she walked out of the room.

I sat on my bed with a piece of paper that I fetched from the table. I was terrible at expressing emotion and sharing my thoughts, I guess it could be considered my downfall in life. But I had to, it is the only way of letting them 'in' at least. So there I sat writing a letter to the Potters.

Dear Potters.

By the time you have read this, I would be already gone.

I know it is cowardly to write you a letter and not tell you to your face but there are things in life that you can't say in person and this is one of those times.

Firstly, I would like to thank you.

You saved me. No matter what you say, you saved me, and that is something that I am forever in your debt.

You also saved me from myself. I don't know where I would be right now if it weren't for you.

I almost gave up. I didn't see the point in trying to live, trying to survive. I had on reason, no point, nothing to fight for. Everything that I ever loved was taken away from me and I could do nothing to stop it, I just saw it all fade away into nothing. All the years of fighting for freedom, but I didn't have anybody to share that with. I always use to daydream about a family, what it would be like to be loved, to be fought for. But that was all it was back then, a daydream. But in the short time that I have been here I felt loved, I felt like I belonged. You gave me faith, hope and strength. To some people in this cruel world that would mean nothing, but to me it is the best gift I have ever gotten.

The reason I am leaving is private. And no it's nothing any of you did. I need to do to do this by myself, to find out who I am. I am always going to be in danger and I love you all too much to put you in harm's way. I want you all to live a long and happy life. Do it for me.

My days are numbered, but yours is not. Please, live each day for me. When you look back on your life, never have regret to look back on. I have nothing to look back on, no memories that make me smile but you do .Do this for me.

Thank you for giving me a friend, for giving me hope.

P.S: I will protect you.

Love

Aurora

I read it through and decided that it was good enough, talking about my feelings was not exactly my strong point. But it would do, it was everything I could tell them and more. I walked around the room, straightening and cleaning everything wanting to leave it perfect for them. After that I got dressed into the dress I arrived with, though it was torn all over and brought back so many ghastly memories I put it on. Trying to resist the urge to set it on fire. I looked out the window for the last time, everyone should be a sleep by now, I decided.

I sighed and placed my letter , along with the picture I drew on the bed. I took one last look at the room. This was it.

I turned around , forcing my body not to shake. As I reached the door, there was a knock. Panic rushed over me. Do I answer it? Ignore it? Quickly jump into bed and pretend to be asleep?

I didn't have time to debate which one, as the door opened to show…

Albus.

He was dressed in new clothes, grey pants with a green top. He didn't look like he had been sleeping so that means either he can't or won't.

We looked at each other for a few seconds.

He looked at my dress and then into my eyes and I knew he knew what I was planning.

I couldn't let him try and convince me that I was wrong.

I walked to him and placed my finger on his lips.

Soft.

I shook my head, I couldn't back out now.

"Let me go ." I whispered into his ears.

His green eyes bulged behind his spectacles. I shook my head , knowing he was going to try and stop me. I grabbed his hand on the way out, he was still frozen. I let it go and closed the door. I sighed.

I walked quickly through the hall, down the stairs. Being careful not to make noise. Everything passing me in a blur and soon enough I was outside. I took a deep breath, trying to control the tears that were about to escape.

Breath in and out, I told myself.

I walked outside across the lawn, I didn't really know where I was going to go or how to get out. But I had to hurry. I wasn't sure if Albus would wake up his parents.

I moved to where I saw Mr. And Mrs. Potter came from earlier in the day. I was about to reach a corner when I heard running behind me. I ran around the corner, down a dark and empty drive way. My feet hitting against the gravel, hurting more and more.

I didn't stop, I just ran and ran, the hot wind blowing against my face and whatever exposed part of my body. I didn't pause to look around at who was following me.

The footsteps got closer and closer to me, I pushed myself forward. My feet throbbing painfully now.

"Wait." He gasped, grabbing hold of my arm. Pulling me to a painful, sudden stop. I tried to pull myself free.

"Let me go." I gasped, my lungs paining terribly.

"No. Listen to me." Albus said again, much more fiercely.

I carried on trying to pull my arm away, "I don'tfeel like listening."

I was getting angry. Why can't he just let me go. Let me leave.

He grabbed hold of my shoulders , turning me around till I faced him. I refused to look at him in the eyes, not wanting to feel guilty.

He touched my chin, tipping my head back so I would look at him. Even in the dark his eyes shown, like little stars in the sky. They were so sad, I just wanted to hug him and tell him it was going to be okay. I got confused by that feeling, but shrugged it off. Not my problem right now.

"Talk to me." His hot breath against my face.

I shook my head. Keeping quiet.

"Why not?" He sounded disappointed.

"Because you're not listening." I whispered back.

He ignored that, '"Why are you leaving?"

"It explains in the letter. You can read that." I snapped. My feet were really starting to hurt.

" I already read it." He said simply.

I stared at him in confusion, "Then why are you here?"

"Because there is something else you are not telling us."

I hid a laugh, there was so much I wasn't telling him. But for the matter at hand, I shook my head, quickly lifted my left leg as a ridiculously sharp rock was stabbing it.

He looked at my bare feet then pointed to a hidden bush where there was grass.

I looked at the patch and then down the dark driveway, not sure how away far the gate was or if I could make a run for it.

He seemed to read my thought and said dryly, "If you run I will chase you down ."

I sighed and walked into the bush. My feet seeming pleased with the change of surfaces.

He followed me into the nicely concealed area.

I shrugged, "Nice."

He ignored that , "Why are you leaving?"

I sighed; he really had a one-track mind, "Because I must."

"That isn't really an explanation." He countered.

"Because I must go find myself." I repeated what I wrote in my letter.

"Other than that." He said shortly.

"I am always going to be in danger. Even if they don't come after me today they will come for me eventually . I will bring trouble to you. And you can't deny that." I crossed my arms.

"I wasn't going to. Now tell me the real reason." He copied me and crossed his arms.

I wasn't going to tell him. Let him guess, "If you think there is another reason then please do share what you think it is." I snapped back.

He walked forward, "You want my opinion?"

"Sure. Why not? Enlighten me." I knew I was being nasty, but I was out of my comfort zone meaning my protective shields were up.

"I think it's because of your pride."

I stared at him flabbergasted. My pride?

" You don't want to impose upon us. You don't want to feel that you are taking up extra space, or a charity child, nor do you want to be thrust upon us. Yes, you want to protect us and go find yourself, but you have grown just as much attached to this family as this family has grown to you. And that's scaring you. Isn't that right?"

I stayed silent. He got it all right. I was scared of what this family could do to me. Though I trusted them and all, I didn't want to be looked after or considered as the orphan girl. I didn't want to be the reason this family came in harm's way at all, I wouldn't be able to handle that, not now nor ever.

He nodded, "I thought so."

I looked at him, feeling hopeless and confused, I didn't know where I belong , I felt confused and hopeless, "I don't belong here."

"You do belong here. You did from the moment you first entered the house."

I shook my head, "But I can't live there. I can't be a charity child."

He laughed silently, "You will not be a charity child. You will be a child."

I looked up at him to see if he was telling the truth, his eyes shining in the dark. So honest, innocent and kind. A child, sounded nice.

"It is your parents decision, you do know that right? They could decide that they want to send me off or something like that." I worried.

"They won't. Trust me. They actually wanted to discuss that with you tomorrow but someone ran away." He nudged me.

I said nothing. Still worried. Maybe I would be safer to-

He sighed, "I know you haven't ruled out running away yet. But let me do one thing and if you want to leave after that then it is our decision."

I nodded. It still means that it is my decision.

"Follow me." He held out his hand, I looked at it quizzically.

"If this is a easy into tricking me to come back to the house with you- "

He cut me off, "It is not. Trust me."

I took his word for it; I have trusted him for this long.

I grabbed hold of his hand and he started pulling me into the woods. I didn't pay attention to where we were going or anything. Which is kind of bad, I know. But if he does attacks me, what is the point if I try to remember where I am going . I am not going to stop and go ' Hmm, is that the same bush that I walked past on the way here?'

Nah-ah. I am running in who cares what direction.

I kept quiet the whole way through. Too lost I thought.

"Sorry, if you are afraid of the dark." Albus said awkwardly, mistaking my silence.

"I am not scared of the dark." Anything but.

We walked for a few minutes, I was pretty surprised he knew where to go in the dark.

When I voiced it he replied, "Sometimes I just need to think."

Was all he said and that seemed to be enough.

"You snuck out." I whispered, he didn't look like he was the type to sneak out, but I ignored that thought.

He laughed, "Yeah, don't tell anyone."

He turned around and winked at me I laughed.

He came to a stop and looked left and right.

I panicked, where we lost?

Damn, maybe I should have paid attention to where we were going.

He spoke again, "We are here."

I looked around wherever here was.

He turned to me and grinned, "What here. I will be right back. Dot go anywhere."

"Sure." Was all I said, a little nervous.

He left through the ferns and bushes. I sat quietly on a rock, thinking about how differently this night turned out. I was planning on leaving and here was Albus trying to change my mind.

I heard noises from the bush; Albus appeared to be carrying something behind his back.

Reminder of the 'WHICH HOUSE SHOULD ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER' poll that is now open. Sorry! But i really need some answers! URGENT!