AN: HEYA! Omg I am feeling the love right now! I LOVE your reviews so much! They make me so happy, so THANK YOU AND PLEASE WRITE MORE! Okie dokie, WE ARE ALMOST THERE! I can't believe it! I'm not too sure when I'm going to end this chapter- it depends how long it ends up, but I won't give anything away! Side note- I know in the book Harry is kind of naked in this scene, but I will go with the film version to make it less awkward for them hahah! Bella POV.

Oh and the genius' that are the Harry Potter and Twilight series' sadly do not belong to me, but to the genius' that are J.K. Rowling and Stephanie Meyer.

BPOV

Out of the darkness, there came light, blinding light. Suddenly, I could feel again. I felt like I was, lying on a floor, and then heard, what was it? A train? But it couldn't be. I found my eyes, and I paused before I opened them. It was a blinding light, before everything came into focus.

"Bella?" I heard a familiar voice call, and I sat up, looking at Harry sat next to me.

"Harry" I replied softly. He wasn't wearing any glasses. I guess he didn't need them here.

"You're eyes" Harry gasped. "They're brown again!" I gasped, and put my hand to my chest. I had a heart beat, bizarrely enough whilst I was dead. I smiled slightly.

"I'm human again" I said.

"Not quite Bella" I heard a familiar Irish voice say. Both mine and Harry's heads snapped up, and there, standing a few feet away from us, was Dumbledore. I was most certainly dead. Forgetting I was now back to my old human self, I jumped up so fast I almost fell over, and ran into the old man, before hugging him tight. He chuckled. Harry got up and smiled at him.

"You're both such inspirations" Dumbledore smiled. "Well done, you brave, brave pair."

Just as he spoke this, I noticed a white bench. I could see something under it, and both Harry and I gasped at what we saw. There were two small bodies covered in blood.

"You can't help them" Dumbledore explained. "They are both beyond our help. Let us walk" As we walked, Harry started looking around.

"Where are we sir?" I asked.

"Where do you think?" Dumbledore asked.

"I think its Kings cross station" Harry said. "But a lot brighter and cleaner."

Dumbledore laughed quietly. "Those things back there were parts of Voldemort's soul sent here to die. I think you both know now that you and Voldemort have been connected by more than just fate, since that night in Godrics Hollow all those years ago."

"So a part of him lives in both of us" I mumbled.

"It did, up until a few moments ago, when Voldemort killed both of them himself. You both were the horcruxes he never meant to make."

We continued to walk up the platform, until we reached a bench. We all sat down; Harry and I either side of Dumbledore. When I sat down, I suddenly remembered Edward and Renesmee, and my heart longed for them.

"Can we go back?" I asked quietly, hoping for the right answer. Dumbledore smiled.

"Your friend Irina was right you know. You have such strong love for that boy, and you are a wonderful mother." I blushed for the first time since I was changed.

"Yes, you may go back, but it is entirely up to you." Dumbledore finished.

"We have a choice?" Harry asked.

"Oh yes" Dumbledore replied. "Though I'm afraid if you do, you will be back to the way you were when you died. That being, that you Bella would be a vampire, and Harry, you will need your glasses to see." I smiled.

"I wouldn't have it any other way" I replied.

"If we have a choice, where else can we go?" Harry questioned.

"Well, we are in Kings Cross, I recon that you could board a train if you so desired." Dumbledore replied.

"And where would it take us?" Harry asked. Dumbledore smiled.

"On" and Dumbledore got up.

"Voldemort has the elder wand" Harry said.

"Does he?" I exclaimed. Harry nodded. Well, I was so up to date.

"And the snakes still alive" Harry continued.

"Yes" Dumbledore said.

"And we've nothing to kill it with" Harry finished.

"I pride myself on the ability to turn a phrase. Words are in my opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. But I would like to amend a past statement to this; help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who deserve it." Dumbledore said, and me and Harry both smiled slightly.

"Do not pity the dead you two, pity the living, and above all, all those who live without love." Dumbledore continued. "I think I'll be going now" he said, before he turned.

"Sir!" I cried, and he turned. "Is all of this real? Or is it happening in our heads?" I asked. Dumbledore smiled.

"Of course its happening in you head Bella, but what's to say it's not real?" And with that, he turned at walked away.

"Professor?" Harry cried, but he had gone. I turned to Harry and took both his hands in mine.

"What do we do now?" I asked, and he simply looked into my eyes.

The first thing I was aware of was the smell of grass through my nostrils. I then felt the ground of the forest under my body, and a warm hand in mine. That's how I knew I was back to being a vampire- Harry's hand felt soft and warm in mine. I was aware of voices, and whispers. I opened my eyes a fraction, the movement was so small that no human eyes would see it. My enhanced vampire vision allowed me to see perfectly the scene in front of me. Bellatrix was kneeling over a form on the ground.

"My lord," She trembled. "My lord…"

"I do not need you help" Voldemort's voice was strained. It was almost as if he had been knocked over.

"The twins" Voldemort hissed, and I snapped my eyes shut. "Are they… dead?" Suddenly, I felt Harry's warm hand squeeze mine. Of coarse, all he could feel was a cold hand with no pulse- how was he supposed to know I was alive? I quickly squeezed back, hoping he hadn't been too worried.

"You!" Voldemort hissed, and there was bang followed by a small yelp. "Check them!"

Oh no! I thought, please only check me! But I could hear someone near Harry. I waited for the moment when they would scream that he was alive, but it never came.

"Draco? Is he alive?" I heard a female voice breathe. "Is he in the castle?" I expect that Harry must have made some sort of signal, because she moved onto me. I heard her breathing speed up as she felt for my pulse. Of coarse, she would not feel one. I opened my eyes a fraction, and saw that she was kneeling in fount of my face, blocking it from the view of other death eaters. This meant that I could open my eyes fully, and make eye contact with Narcissa Malfoy, reassuring her I was still alive. She let out a small sigh before nodding slightly and getting up.

"They're dead" she said quietly. For a moment there was silence, and then all of the death eaters erupted with cheers.

"QUICK!" Voldemort laughed. "We must bring their bodies back up to the castle. I want to see her family crumble beneath me when they see what I have done to her!" Voldemort laughed, and it took everything in me not to rip his head off. Instead I focused on staying dead, which wasn't very hard. Voldemort continued;

"And how they will all react when they see the great Harry Potter dead!" The death eaters cheered again. Voldemort started barking instructions, including one which involved Hagrid picking us up.

"They will be nice and visible in your arms won't they" Voldemort hissed. "Keep their hands joined, it's a nice touch!" he laughed. Hagrid picked us up so my feet where near Harry's head and vice versa. My left hand met Harry's right in the middle, and my right hand hung towards the ground off Hagrid arm.

"Oh Harry, Bella" Hagrid wept, and I could feel his tears landing on me. Neither of us moved though. I kept my eyes open a fraction, and I watched as Voldemort marched us at the front of the death eaters up towards the castle. I suddenly realised that Edward would be able to hear Harry's thoughts. I stretched my shield so that it included Harry; I needed Edwards reaction to be genuine if either of us were going to make it out alive. I knew we were in the front courtyard when I heard a pair of doors open, followed by a skin crawling scream. Never did I ever expect professor McGonagall to scream like that. And it was quickly followed by a noise that tore my heart to shreds.

"BELLA!" Edward screamed, strangled, and desperate. I opened my eyes a fraction, to see Edward kneeling on the floor a few feet away, with Jasper and Emmett holding him down. He would have tried to kill Voldemort by now if they hadn't been.

"BELLA! BELLA! OH GOD PLEASE NO! NO! BELLAAAAA!" Edward was screaming, so loudly. It was the most horrible sound I had ever heard come out of his mouth. And then I heard another noise that broke my heart.

"Mummy?" My baby whimpered.

Esme was sobbing on Carlisle's shoulder. Alice and Rosalie were hugging each other tight. Hermione was staring at me and Harry, tears running down her face. Ron was holding Ginny who was crying on his shoulder. Jacob was in is human form, and helping restrain Edward, who was still screaming. Everyone had forgotten about Renesmee. Renesmee, who was crying so hard her little face, had gone red. Renesmee, who was screaming like Edward, except she was screaming for her mummy. Renesmee, who was now walking towards my dead form. Who was now walking towards him.

"aah" Voldemort hissed. "Young Renesmee."

"MUMMY!" Renesmee cried once more, before walking even closer to him. I couldn't take it anymore.

"RENESMEE NO!" I screamed. Before I knew what I was doing, I was out of Hagrid's arms, grabbing my daughter and running back to the castle. I stopped next to Edward and looked at him; he had a scarred expression on his face. I then turned and locked eyes with Harry who was still in Hagrid's arms, and screamed with all my might;

"HARRY RUN!"

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