Another Beginning

Guest - I'm pathetic am I? Well sweetie you really need to get your head out of the clouds. Or go see a therapist. It's just a story it's NOT real Harry didn't really lose pictures didn't really lose the broom. It's fan fiction and completely made up! I lose and I'm a loser? Over a story again you need to go see someone. It's Author not Authors I write alone. I play favourites to Bella? Lmaoooo yeah okay show me where I play favourites with her when she almost always dies? Hm? Nothing further? And I couldn't care if I disgust you too bad you didn't have the guts to sign in to leave this review. In the end I think you loose. Bye bye.

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Chapter 30

Getting In Touch

Edward left Harry with Jasper and Alice, while he left the house. Charlie hadn't arrived yet, but he would soon, and he didn't want to risk leaving Harry alone. Once he was far enough gone, he began calling Hermione. Once they were leaving, Hermione had gone to get a mobile phone. She was going to university in the Muggle world. She had also got one for a few of the others, in hopes they would actually work. He wasn't looking forward to the upcoming conversation one bit. Once he was far enough the others wouldn't hear, namely Harry he scrolled through his numbers until he got to Hermione.

"Hello?" said Hermione.

"Hermione are you free to talk?" asked Edward smoothly, he could hear voices all around her.

"Always," said Hermione "Is everything okay?"

"Not really," said Edward his voice hesitant, "Has Harry told you we got together?"

Hermione sniggered "Yes." she told him her voice still filled with amusement. Which led him to believe Harry had told her about their arguments a few days ago.

"My ex didn't take it very well, she destroyed Harry's pictures and broom." said Edward quietly, hearing Hermione's gasp made him feel even worse than he already did.

"I'm going to kill her," snapped Hermione, how dare she?! Hundreds of ways Hermione could kill her came to the forefront. Nobody hurt Harry and lived to tell the tale. He was a hero; he'd saved everyone's life. He didn't deserve that happening to him. Especially not by a bloody Muggle, nobody had dared to destroy his parent's pictures. Nobody was that cold hearted. Azkaban had changed the normally book loving girl.

"Harry already went for her," sighed Edward, "Is there any way to get new pictures? Or a new broom?"

"I'll speak to their portrait; I think there might be a way to fix the broom. It's just spells they use…the maker might be able to repair it. Listen I'll come over and get it, I'll see if I can fix it." said Hermione.

"He tried repairing it, it didn't work." said Edward.

"I know, I'm not going to try and fix it, I'm going to take it to the maker." said Hermione. She Apparated on the spot, ending up right next to Edward. Edward turned to her shocked at her sudden appearance.

"Give me the broom," said Hermione.

Edward ran back towards the house, he was back beside Hermione within three minutes. Boom in his hand. He handed it to her; she nodded sadly before she disappeared. Edward could only pray she was able to get it fixed. He also wondered how she'd Apparated to him; he'd always thought they needed to know where to apparate to.

"Where did you take it?" asked Harry sitting on the bed when he got back.

"I gave it to one of your friends Harry; she's going to see if it can be fixed. Replacing it won't be the same…but if we can fix it then that's better isn't it?" asked Edward softly, sitting next to him, the guilt still swallowing him whole.

"Mione?" asked Harry a small smile playing on his lips.

"Yes," replied Edward, "I'm so sorry Harry, I never expected her to do this."

"Stop apologizing, it's not your fault, you didn't make her do it. I shouldn't have left it lying around." said Harry, still feeling heartbroken by his treasures being destroyed.

"This is your home, of course you can leave things lying around," said Edward his heart clenching in agony at his words. How he wanted to strangle Bella with his bare hands. He wanted Harry to feel at home here, with them. He didn't know what he would do if Harry left, or wanted to leave. He'd might as well rip his heart out, its how attached he was to Harry. Then again he had felt that way with Bella, he thought remembering the whole Volturi business.

"Look around you and answer that one yourself." said Harry sighing sadly, just as bell went. Charlie and another office were already on the scene. "You know she won't get arrested don't you? First offenders rarely get time especially for just breaking and entering."

"We know," said Edward stiffly, he didn't like it but he knew.

"Oh my god Carlisle…are you sure it was Bella?" gasped Charlie from a floor below. They were in Edward's piano room, Edward made sure the photos were away and relaxed slightly.

"Esme saw her leaving," said Carlisle sadly, "She destroyed Edward's Vanquish but we didn't tell anyone. Edward understood she was upset, but breaking into our home is a different thing altogether."

"I can't believe it," gaped Charlie still completely stunned.

"She also destroyed Edward's record player and records. Valuable ones at that, worth thousands of pounds." explained Carlisle.

"Do you want to press charges sir?" asked Derek, the officer with Charlie giving him an apologetic look. They did have to ask, after all Isabella had broken the law.

"Yes," said Carlisle, "I am sorry Charlie, but she cannot keep getting off with it. She has to learn she isn't above the law." Carlisle felt awful for Charlie, but even worse for Harry. He could only hope everything could be replaced.

"I shall have the CSI unit come and do their thing," said Derek looking at Charlie waiting on him agreeing. Charlie did indeed nod his head rather stiffly. He looked heartbroken, also extremely angry at his daughter.

It was an hour before they left, they'd found enough fingerprints to open their own fingerprinting shop. Most of them actually only belonged to one person - Bella. Derek and Charlie made their way to Charlie's home, Charlie was about to have to arrest his daughter on grounds of breaking and entering.

"I will do it if you like Charlie?" said Derek knowing how hard this was for the man. When his daughter had come to stay, Charlie had been so happy. He'd told everyone he could, since he hadn't seen her in years. That had been three years ago, yet Derek was remembering it like it was yesterday.

"No, I'll do it," sighed Charlie gathering his courage, thankfully most of his neighbours were at work. They wouldn't have to see him put his daughter into the car. Climbing out they entered his home, Charlie crying out in alarm. Derek looked behind him and gasped; grabbing his radio he ordered an ambulance immediately.

"What the hell happened?" asked Derek checking for a pulse.

"She probably fell down the stairs, this is the second time," said Charlie shakily, letting out a breath of relief when Derek nodded, her pulse must be steady.

Neither men were magical and didn't notice the small halo of light at her feet.

Tripping jinxes were nasty pieces of work…especially near a bunch of stairs.

"Jacob, walk with me," said Sam in his normal demanding voice.

Jacob threw Sam a curious look before he did what his 'Alpha' demanded. "What's up?" he asked as they began walking along the beach.

"Are you going to start dating Bella?" he asked staring intently at Jacob stopping in their jaunt across the beach.

"I don't know," said Jacob truthfully, a day ago he'd have said yes right away.

"Can I ask what you'll do when you meet your imprint?" asked Sam seriously.

"I might not," pointed out Jacob. Sam was being seriously weird, what was wrong with him? He didn't normally talk to them as equals but people under him.

"It's destined we will, we always do Jacob its fated." said Sam. "Can you imagine what Bella would do? If you were dating her…who's to say she won't do the same thing to you? Or worse actually hurt your imprint?"

Jacob didn't answer, he truly hadn't thought of it that way.

"Think about it Jacob, you have a choice to make, that doesn't just affect you but every one us." said Sam, finally understanding how Carlisle had felt when Edward began dating a human.

Sam walked away leaving Jacob standing there looking at the sand a frown setting across his face.

Hermione Apparated back to the Cullen's she'd been extremely busy today. First she'd gone to the broom shop, for the first time willingly entering one as well. Then she'd gone to Potter manor, she had in her hands five boxes of photos. She giggled remembering a certain one; no doubt Lily would have showed it to Edward if she'd been alive. It's what parents liked doing, embarrassing their children. Harry was just too cute as a child. She'd then gone to Isabella Swans home to have her vengeance. Too bad she didn't know she'd done anything. Unfortunately she couldn't expose magic; otherwise she'd end up arrested. For a real reason this time. She no longer feared Azkaban as she once had. She cared too much about magic to expose it though. Then she'd just gone to Colin's before Apparating here again.

She was just about to knock on the door when Esme answered "Hermione sweetie! What are you doing here?" she said obviously delighted to see her regardless of what she was doing there.

"I'm here to see Harry, I hope that's okay?" said Hermione politely.

"Of course! You don't have to ask! Or knock! Come on in can I get you anything?" replied Esme opening the door further smiling at the witch kindly.

"I wouldn't mind something to eat, I've not had a chance to today," said Hermione smiling sweetly at the motherly vampire.

"Harry and Edward are up the stairs sweetie, second floor to the right," said Esme pointing up the stairs, "I'll bring something up."

"Thank you," said Hermione.

"Mione!" said Harry looking very happy to see her, he went over and hugged her tightly. "I'm glad to see you, how's college?"

"It's good, not as challenging as I thought it would be, here." she said handing over the boxes and broomstick. "It works the man repaired all the spells…of course it helps I added who you where." she said grinning wryly; she'd gotten it done for nothing.

Harry opened the box and if he could blush he would have. He went to slam the box closed again extremely flustered. Unfortunately he wasn't quick enough; Edward had the picture in his hand. Hermione giggled making Harry glare at her petulantly, she'd obviously seen it.

"Those are the family photos Harry, all of them, from when your parents began dating until well you know." said Hermione quietly.

"Where did you get them?" asked Harry in awe, as he began to shift through them. A lot of them were of just his parents, the deeper he got there were so many of him alone as a tiny baby.

"Your parents told me where they were…nothing in Godric's Hollow was removed." said Hermione quietly.

"They survived all this time?" asked Harry surprised.

"Yes," said Hermione smiling.

"How are they?" he asked, despite the fact they were just a portrait he missed him.

"They are fine, James is catching up with his parents, they both miss you but are happy that you are living your life." said Hermione.

"I miss them too," said Harry. Still flipping through all the photos, you could tell by the amount of pictures he'd been cherished. He laughed at some of them; he'd had a play snitch as a child. A cuddly broom, dog, wolf and stag (that was brown) were in the pictures a lot too. They were so much better than the small selection he had.

A knock on the door let them know someone was there.

"Come in," said Edward rather pointlessly, Alice came in she had some kind of book in her hand.

"Here Harry," said Alice handing over what he realized was actually a photo album. Empty but it was a photo album. "I bought this along time ago, along with five others, those are full of pictures but this…I want to give to you."

"Thank you," said Harry quietly, his hand stroking it delicately, it wasn't cheap, and the Cullen's didn't do cheap. He began choosing his favourites, the others pitching in now and again. One with his parents and friends went first, and then just his parents, then he began putting a few photos of himself.

"Open the last box," said Hermione.

Harry did as he was told, his jaw dropping in astonishment.

"Colin gave me them," said Hermione watching Harry's face, if he hadn't been a vampire she knew he'd be crying. It wasn't just one picture of Hedwig he had now. Rather a whole bunch of them, the most beautiful of them all was during winter, snow had fallen everywhere with her, Ron and Harry taking Hedwig to let her fly. There was one with her actually in the air; it had to be during their second year, since that's when Colin first appeared.

"I miss her," said Harry touching her face delicately, as if he could feel her feathers. He hadn't even been able to bury her; she'd died during the escape from privet drive. He hoped someone had taken care of her, and not just placed her in the bin.

"I know," said Hermione, "That's the thing with animals; they stay in our lives for a few years then leave. They don't truly leave us though Harry, they remain in our hearts every day."

"Yeah," said Harry, adding more photos to the album, of his friends, Hedwig and of course more of his parent's.

The guilt Edward had felt all day erased.

"I wish she'd be punished more," said Edward, "Unfortunately she won't even get a sentence. If she does anything else though…she will regret it."

Hermione stayed silent, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, oh Bella had gotten what she deserved alright.

Instead of her coming out in handcuffs she was stuck on a spine board destined for a hospital instead of jail.

There we go! :D this story is coming to an end :( so many stories are these days! booo lol so what did you think? hope you are still enjoying it!