Harry POV.

I was driving back from Port Angeles after going to the town for a few errands, like getting my violin new strings. I sat there, listening to the radio and I couldn't help but smile at the thought of all the good things going on in my life. I had a father figure, who was also like a goofy older brother in James, my real dad. I have an extremely large family, Wyatt, Chris, Melinda, Patience, Prudence, Cooper, Peyton, Penelope, Henry, Alexi, Jason, Holly, Jasmine, Sebastian, Alice, Rosalie, Jasper, Emmett, James, Lily, Randy, Remus, Sirius, Carlisle, Esme and Edward.

I had my own vampire and we were together, something I really liked the idea of. I never brought up the thought of me being turned, knowing he would come to me when he was ready for me to be with him for eternity.

I was headed to Forks and noticed that it had began to rain. I looked at my speedometer and when I looked back up, I saw a russet coloured wolf in the middle of the lane. I swerved, trying not to hit it, when my car started to spin. It went of the road and started to roll. I was knocked around in the cabin and my car crashed into a tree, causing me to stop. It was only when I opened my eyes, not remembering closing them, that I saw the tree branch coming through the windshield and I looked down as my mouth started to fill with blood to see it speared into my chest and I heard the radio DJ announce the next song.

"Sarah McLachlan's Goodbye To You"

I tried to say no or call for help but the darkness came to fast. I was now in its embrace.

Edward POV.

"Alice, can we go?" I whined as she started to look through another dress rack.

She looked up out of the dresses and before she could say anything, she gasped, getting a vision. I immediately delved into her mind.

101 read a road marker. An ambulance was at the scene of a crash. Police cars were also there. The car was getting towed up from the side by a tow truck. On the road lay a number plate, fallen from the car. WIKA003 was what it read, California across the top. Paramedics were loading a stretcher into the ambulance, a white sheet covering it's occupant.

Once the vision stopped, Alice and I looked at each other before we ran out of the store, leaving all of Alice's purchases behind. We got in my Volvo and started to drive as face as we could to Forks. When we got to the crash site, it was just like the vision. I rolled down my window and the scent hit us both. It caused me to freeze and I felt numb and empty inside.

"HARRY!" I distantly heard someone shout out and I realized that it was myself and I worked out what had happened.

In a numb haze, I got out of my car and approached the ambulance. The paramedic was fixing the sheet and I caught sight of violet hair, the only person I knew having it was my mate, my Harry. I fell to my knees in shock and then I felt myself being helped back into the car and placed in the back. I didn't pay any attention to drive home, only going over the thought of what had happened. That my beautiful Harry was dead

Angela POV.

I was sitting with Jessica, Mike, Bella, Wyatt, Eric, Lauren and Chris, listening to the banter between the brothers. The cafeteria became silently and I looked up and understood why. The Principal, Mr Thomas, had left his office and was standing in the doorway with James. James spotted Chris and Wyatt and came over, asking them to follow him. They left the cafeteria and a few minutes later, everyone was shocked when they heard Wyatt's painful yelling of denial.

"It is my sad duty to inform you that an hour ago, Harry Halliwell was in a car accident. Harry didn't make it and our condolences are with their family" Mr Thomas said with sadness.

He left the hall and about a minute later, when the shock had left us, talking started again but it was not the happy chatter from before but saddened filled. I looked at Bella and saw a smug look in her eyes while her face showed she was sad. I felt a few tears leave my eyes and I pushed my tray away before leaving the hall. I was numb with grief that my friend's had not only lost their parents, but now their brother, the one who held them all together.

Edward POV.

It had been two days since his death and my family and I were sitting amongst his brothers and sisters at his funeral. Wyatt stood to go to the podium and I just sat their, numb. He also took Alexi up with him.

"My family have different beliefs than many here. For generations, we have followed old beliefs. When have this symbol that has been used for many generations. We could never understand it but, we do now. The symbol is called the Triquetra and to us, we believe it symbolises our family. The circle in which holds the three points, became Harry's circle, as he was the one who held our three separate families together, creating one." He read slowly from the piece of paper on the podium, where he had written what he was going to say.

"Harry was adopted into our family but he was always our big brother. When we needed someone to hold us when our nightmares were bad and we were scared of waking our parents, we went to Harry who would hold us and sing or play the lullaby he wrote for us all." He said, a tear falling down his cheek.

He then held up Alexi so the little boy could see the page.

"Harry was our fun, loving, caring, protective and intelligent bigger brother." Alexi said, a smile on his adorable little face.

"Our family won't be the same with him gone and he will always be missed" Wyatt said before more tears made their way down his cheeks and he retreated to his seat with Alexi.

I watched as someone else started to speak, but I didn't really care, I only wished that I could cry, letting my own tears fall. The funeral came to an end and I followed Carlisle, James, Wyatt, Emmett and Chris up to carry out his casket.

Of all the things I believed in, I just want to get it over with.

Music started to play as we got into our positions to carry it out. This had been the longest day of my life and I just wanted to go home and play his song forever.

Tears form behind my eyes, but I do not cry.

I looked around the church to those gathered; seeing their tears falling and knowing that mine would never fall, never and it was something I wished I could at this moment.

Counting the days that pass me by

I had waited almost 100 years for him and I had fallen hard, but, he had been taken from me so quickly. We started to walk slowly out of the church and I saw Wyatt giving me a sad smile, as if he could read my mind.

I've been searching deep down in my soul

He had made me question myself over the existence of soul mates and souls. He made me see that they both were not something from stories, but actual truths and that he was my soul mate, perfect for me and I, for him.


Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old

We stopped at the hearse and gently placed the casket inside. It drove away, to wait for us at the cemetery and we stood there, listening to people give their condolences, it was something I soon grew sick of.


Feels like I'm starting all over again
The last few months were just pretend and I said

I moved away from those who gave their condolences to sit on the steps, letting the rain wash over me as I remembered his perfect face, remembered his laugh, his voice and his beautiful emerald and violet eyes that would sparkle with so much love and life. They were gone now.


Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

I looked up when I heard someone approach me and was surprised to see Angela Webber standing there, under a black umbrella, tears falling from her kind and sad eyes.

"It will, unfortunately, get better with time." She said softly before returning to her parents.

I stared out into the distance, thinking about what she had said. It was untrue that it would get better in time, for I would always remember something I wish I couldn't at this moment in time. I got up when I noticed that James was gathering his children up. My family followed them and we got into a second limo to head to the cemetery, so we could bury him.


I used to get lost in your eyes
And it seems that I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes you chase my thoughts away
To a place where I am blinded by the light but it's not right

We stood around the hole in which his body was being lowered into. I closed my eyes, not wishing to see it happen. It hurt me too much to think his body would decay and rot down their while I would live for eternity, a perfect 17 year old. It was unfair that it was going to happen; I wished that it could be different, but it wasn't.


Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

I stood there, in the rain, just staring at his tombstone.

Harry James Halliwell.

1981-1998.

Brother, Friend, Fighter, Lover.

Honoured the Dead &

Fought Like Hell For Life.

Above his name was the Triquetra and in the centre of the top point, a small cello was carved. I fell to my knees and bowed my head as I remembered all the times that I had spent with him. It torn at my heart and I wished that I could join him.

Angela POV.

Four days after the funeral of Harry Halliwell, the Cullen Family moved away from Forks. Bella seemed ecstatic to see them leave as well as her boyfriend, Jacob Black. Two weeks after that, Wyatt told me that they were leaving for England, so James could be closer to the rest of his family. His eyes had lost their bright love of life look. I hugged him and Chris goodbye a day before they did leave. For some reason, Forks never seemed the same after those two families left. I only prayed that their futures would be better and they wouldn't lose anymore family as they went.