A/N: Hello my readers! I am SO incredibly sorry that I have not been able to update in so long. Like I said before, I now have to begin writing the chapters from scratch and it's taking me a while to direct Bella on the path that I want her to go on. I will be trying to update as soon as possible, but life as a high schooler can be very difficult.

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BTW: We're back to Bella's POV


Bella

My hand was pulsing, all of the nerves on end. I just hit my brother. I couldn't believe what I had done. He deserved it though.

"I am still a Potter!" I screeched.

Harry looked at me surprised. He shoved me and yanked open the door. "I don't know who you are anymore Bella," said Harry walking out the door with tears brimming in his eyes.

I reached for him but he left without another word. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes raw. Harry didn't want to listen to me. If he didn't want to listen to me then I wouldn't make him listen.

I walked to the joining door in search of Edward. He was nowhere to be seen. I saw my phone flashing; grabbing it I flipped it open.

Went out to hunt. Wanted to give you and your brother some privacy. -E

I closed my phone without bothering to reply. He wouldn't get the message anyway. I sat on my bed and replayed everything I went through in my comatose state.

Severus Snape...

Severus Snape...

Severus Snape...

Snape was my real father. Not James Potter. Why would Lily keep this from me? From Harry? What was the danger in knowing? Did anyone in this family know the truth?

I got up from the bed and pulled the door open. There was no one around. They must have heard the fight Harry and I had. I walked towards the stairs and heard yelling from downstairs.

"How dare you show your face here?!" yelled Sirius.

"I am member of the Order of the Phoenix. I have a right to be here. Also Dumbledore sent me, that should be reason enough Black." sneered a familiar voice. I leaned over the railing and saw Sirius and Snape arguing in the front door. I ran down the stairs and stopped mid-step. My father was in the doorway staring at me. Did he know?

He had to know.

Maybe he was just protecting me from Voldemort. He was my father. My father was here and I wanted to run towards him but I slowly descended down the steps and continued to walk to him.

He was my father.

And he knew who he was to me.

There was no way he didn't know I knew.

He knew I knew.

I knew he was my father, and that he protected me.

It was the reason for all of the targeting and bullying in class. It was his way of protecting me so no one would ever think we were related in the way that we were.

He had the smallest of smiles on his lips.

He held out his hand and I grabbed it and intertwined my fingers with his.

Father and daughter were finally reunited.

"Hello Miss Bella," he said with a tug on my hand bringing me closer to him.

"Hello Mr. Snape," I whispered with a grin that would split my face.

"I know you know Bella," he whispered running his free hand down the length of my hair.

"Why didn't you ever think to tell me?" I asked, puzzled by the fact that I never figured it out. We looked more a like than anyone. I had his eyes. His eyes were the brightest emeralds I had ever seen, they had a mischievous glint to them.

"Would you believe me if I said I was protecting you and doing it for your own good?"

I giggled. "Maybe. Maybe I'll believe you if you hug me properly."

Before he could respond I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him with all might. This was my father! I was with my father...my Daddy. The Daddy who had lied to me sure, but it was worth it. My life had been on the line. He chose right. He chose what any other father would have if they were in his place, to put his daughter first, and keep her out of the line of danger.

"You're just like Lily. You two are so are a like Bella. You're my flower, my bella rose," he said pressing his face into my neck and I felt wetness in my neck. My father was crying. I looked up at Sirius and saw him smiling at us. I finally let the tears fall with the acceptance that father and daughter could now be together.

"Daddy," I whispered.

He looked up and grabbed my face softly. "My sweet rose. How did I ever manage to stay away from you?" he pondered.

I smiled at the sweet name he had given me. "I want to talk to you. Can you stay for a little bit?"

He grabbed my hand again and nodded.

I looked up to Sirius; he closed the door softly and made his way to the kitchen. I pulled my father along and we began to walk up the stairs. Harry was coming out of his room and stopped when he saw Snape and I.

"Well Bella, I see you change sides real quick," he sneered. He glared at Snape, Snape smiled back.

"Hello Harry."

"Don't pretend to be a parental figure to me because I already know who my real parents are. I already know that they would never lie or betray me for their own selfish gain."

I gasped at the words coming out of Harry's mouth. "What the fuck is your problem Harry? Can't you just try to understand the situation I'm in? Can't you attempt to get your head out of your ass?"

His reply was not heard.

He pushed past me and jogged down the stairs and out the door. I had to go talk to him. I looked up at my father and he nodded knowingly.

"I know what you have to do my bella rose, we can talk when we're back in Hogwarts. Maybe a day when you're serving detention for me for disrupting my class," he said with a wink.

"I'm glad we're together Daddy," I said hugging me tight.

"I'll never get tired of hearing you call me that my sweet rose," he whispered into my hair.

"Will I see you when I come back?" I asked.

"No probably not. I'm going to handle some fast business with the Order and then I'm going back home. Maybe some day you can come over to see," he said hugging me once more. "You should go after your brother. He's pretty upset with this new revelation."

I nodded, "I'll be seeing you soon then."

He nodded and said goodbye while I sprinted down the stairs and out the door without another look back.

The streets were covered in snow and it continued to snow, meaning Harry's footprints were covered. I began to think.

Where would Harry go to cool down? I thought and thought and finally reached an answer. He would be at the park. The one place where quiet and noise worked together to create a peaceful beauty where one could escape.


"Harry."

He turned to look at me and rubbed his eyes.

"Bella," he gasped.

I sat beside him and let him rest his head on my shoulder and put his hands in my own. "I don't want to lose you," he whispered.

"Why would you think that you would lose me sweetie?" I asked rubbing small circles on his hands.

"He's your father Bella. The one man, who has made it his job for my school life to be miserable, is your father. You'll want to spend all your time with him. I already have to share you with Edward, I don't want to have to share you with him too," he said, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist.

I lifted his head and grabbed his face with my hands. "I'm never going to leave you Harry. You're my brother. You're always going to be my anchor that tethers me to the ground. You help me understand the things that happen to us Harry. I love you."

He pulls me tight against him and squeezes me, "I love you too sis. I'm sorry I acted the way I did."

I look back at him and give him a smirk, "You should be sorry you jerk."

He gave a short chuckle.

"Please Harry? Try and get along with my father? It would be very helpful if you would. I'm still trying to wrap this whole situation through my head so you're not the only one upset at the moment."

He nodded and let out a resigning breath.


"Bella?"

I opened my eyes to find bright topaz eyes looking down at me. I fluttered my eyes closed again, but felt a cold finger run down my cheek causing me to open them again.

"I've been patiently waiting for you to wake up, but I can't wait anymore."

I felt him put his hands on my waist. I closed my eyes tightly. He began kissing my ankle and making his way up. He nipped at my knee making me giggle. He towered over me, grinning.

"Good morning my love," he whispered nipping at my collarbone.

"Is it really morning?" I whispered, remembering how tired and worn-out I was when I came back home with Harry.

Edward nodded, and placed his head on my belly. I watched him carefully; he began to run his fingers up and down my stomach, deep in thought.

We sit like this for a while, the quiet enveloping us.

"Did you ever think of having children? Like being a mother?" he asks, without looking at me.

I began to play with his hair. "I hadn't thought of it. No." I began to wonder why he would ask such a question. "Why are you asking baby?"

He shook his head and kissed my belly button. "It was a fleeting thought. Don't dwell on it, but knowing you, you are going to go crazy thinking about," he said with a small smile; a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. His eyes had lost the spark they had a moment ago, and were now filled with worry. "Let's forget about it. Do you want to tell me what you did after I left?"

I nodded, and retold what happened throughout my day. How I was reunited with my father and about Harry and his fears, not quite forgetting about his rather odd question.

"It'll be okay Bella, I promise," he whispered, pulling me under the covers and wrapping his arms around me as tightly as he could without breaking me.


"Esme is here," whispered Edward, a couple of hours later, against my lips. We were under the covers letting our hands do what they wanted.

"Already?" I whispered out of breath. "She was supposed to be here tonight," I said panicked. Snape was coming in the afternoon to say goodbye. If I left before he came he would think that I didn't want anything to do with him, when the fact is I wanted everything to do with my father.

"She came to assist Mrs. Weasly with the New Year buffet she's having. She plans to make food for weeks. We can leave now or after the buffet since it's the 31st, but Alice will want us there now," he said pinching the bridge of his nose. He understood how important it was for me to stay and wait for Snape. I opened my mouth to reassure him that everything would turn out fine, but a doorbell downstairs interrupted me.

I looked at Edward whose face was contorted into one of confusion. "I thought Esme was already inside," I said sitting up and pulling the blanket to cover my nude body.

"She is. She isn't the one at the door."

I watched Edward trying to get an answer to my question, but instead of dwelling on it I got up and put on a pair of shorts and the sweatshirt I had stolen from him. After making my way to the bathroom, I made my way downstairs. Before I was out the door Edward was fully dressed behind me. I turned around to glare at him.

"You always look so put together."

He grinned and kissed my lips ever so softly, leaving me wanting more. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along downstairs.

We were at the bottom of the steps and Harry and Snape were at the door. They were in deep conversation, I could tell by the rapid whispering between them. Edward kissed my forehead and made his way towards the kitchen where his mother was. I watched him wrap his arms around her waist and kiss her cheek lovingly. Watching Edward and Esme interact as if they were a perfectly normal family made me ache for my mother. I walked towards the door with a heavy heart and hugged my father tightly, not wanting him to disappear on me.

"Sweetheart?" he asked running his hand up and down my back. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I just thought I wouldn't have the opportunity to say goodbye," I whispered.

My father chuckled, "It is not goodbye my bella rose. I'll see you back in Hogwarts. It's just a couple of days sweetie."

"I know," I said backing away from him. I watched the small box in his hand with an arched brow. "What's that?"

He looked down at his hand and then at Harry. Harry watched him with wary eyes, "Just do it."

Snape looked back at me and sighed. "Here, it's your late Christmas gift." With those words he left out the door.

I opened the door to call him back, but he was nowhere to be seen. I turned around and glared at Harry. "What did you say to him?"

"I didn't say anything Bella," he said giving me a sad look and walking out the room towards Ron's room.

I sat down in front of the door and opened the small box. Inside was the most beautiful, most intricate piece of jewelry ever. It was a gold anchor with beautiful glittering diamonds scattered around it. Inside was a note:

I hope that with time you'll see me as your real father and the person you can trust with your life. My dream is to someday be your anchor also my sweet bella rose.

-Severus

I swiped at my eyes roughly and looked towards the kitchen where Edward and Esme were watching me. "We're leaving now," I said grabbing my gift and making my way upstairs. As soon as I got to my room I pulled out my trunk and dumped every single one of my things in it. I wasn't going to be coming back anytime soon. I would stay with the Cullen's until I had to go back to Hogwarts. They wouldn't mind.

After finishing my trunk I took a shower and changed into more weather appropriate clothing, I decided to put on my anchor. It would remind me of my time here, of everything I had gone through at Grimauld Place.

I made my way downstairs with my trunk. "Now," I spoke, walking past Sirius and Lupin. I walk past them because they knew.

They knew that my perfect fantasy bubble was going to be popped by Snape and Harry.

How both of them were never going to be able to stay in the same room together, even if it was for me.

How they would always fight for the right to capture my attention.

Edward and Esme understood what I meant with the only word I spoke and began to say their goodbyes. I continued walking, attempting not to acknowledge anyone.

Once I get outside the back of the car opens, and I put my trunk in. After that I slide in the backseat and become as small as I can by bringing my knees to my chest.

I began to look out the window and let out a small breath of relief when Edward slid in beside me and Esme began the car.

Looking outside the car I saw the world rolling past us. I was leaving Grimauld Place and going back to Forks: a place where I would have to look completely different.

I pulled out my wand and uttered the incantation that would make me become 18-year-old Isabella Marie Swan. I looked at Edward, who smiled down at me and firmly pressed his lips against mine in the sweetest of kisses.

"You are still beautiful Bella no matter what you like. Haven't you heard the expression that it's what's inside that counts?" he whispered pressing his lips to my forehead. I cuddled against him and looked outside the window and gently touched my necklace; wondering what would happen next in the world I was thrust in with my new father.

How would the rest of the people at Hogwarts react when they discovered that I was the daughter of the most miserable professor of Hogwarts?

I shook my head to clear all possible outcomes of my future and instead watch as the world rolled past my window.


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