A/N: I know that all my readers are completely disappointed in me. I totally understand! I suck as an author, and I'm so sorry. I know all of you are probably mad at the fact that I keep abandoning my stories for a little while. Just know that don't forget the stories. Just know that I'm applying to colleges and they are taking all of my time! I love all my readers that are still reading this story and reading my other story. Please don't lose interest in my stories! :D
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The common room was empty when I arrived. Everyone was most likely in the Great Hall, listening to Dumbledore's welcome back speech, and probably listening to Umbridge give her expectations on following the rules here at the prestigious school of wizardry: Hogwarts. I didn't have time or the patience to listen to her ramble on and on forever.
I made my way towards my room when I heard someone clear their throat behind me, making me aware of their presence. I turned and let out a breath of relief when I saw it was Harry.
"Harry, shouldn't you be downstairs in the Great Hall?" I asked, turning from my current path and making my way towards him.
He shook his head and held out his hand. "I think my sister needs me more."
I grabbed his hand and felt tears brimming in my eyes. I let him pull me along. Maybe Harry wanted to talk about everything that had happened so recently. We came to stop at a wall where nothing seemed to be: The Room of Requirement. A door appeared and we stepped through it. The room we stepped into was Harry's room from Grimauld Place. He sat on the bed and patted the seat beside him.
When I plopped down beside him, Harry pushed back onto the bed and laid back. We looked up and saw a cloud full of stars as the ceiling. Harry grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
"I don't want to lose you Bella."
I moved on my side and watched Harry's tensed posture.
"Harry I'm your sister. We've been over this so many bloody times! You are not going to lose me! It's not possible for you to lose me. Just because I'm attempting to bloom my relationship with my father, it doesn't mean I'm going to take you for granted." I kissed his cheek and took off his glasses. I jumped from the bed and ran across the room.
"Bella! Give 'em back! I'm practically blind without them." Harry got up from the bed and was floundering blindly, trying to find me. I decided to take pity on him and return his glasses on his face.
I sat on the bed again and began to think about everything that happened recently in my life. It was so much to process. I gave up trying to think about it. I heaved a deep sigh and flopped back on the bed.
"Bells, are you alright?"
I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see anything. "No, nothing is alright. Everything is a mess! I'm so stressed and tired that I let it all out on poor, unsuspecting Edward who keeps smothering me with his overprotectiveness."
Harry lied beside me and took me hand in his own. "You just have to breathe Bells. Stop blowing everything out of proportion. Just talk to Edward and explain to him how you feel."
I nod and curl up on my side, making Harry wrap his arm around me like when we were little kids.
"Just hold me Harry. I just want my brother to hold me."
And hold me he did.
I find Edward outside walking towards the meadow. I follow behind him. His rigid stance lets me know that he knows I'm following. He reaches the meadow and falls to his knees. I run towards him and wrap my arms around him from behind.
"Bella." His voice sounds so hoarse. He grabs me and turns me around so that I'm now in front of him. "I'm sorry. I never wanted to smother you, all I ever want to do is love you and protect you." He places his hand on my cheek. "You're my everything and I would never want anything to happen, I love you too much."
I press my forehead against his. I kiss his nose, his eyes, his cheeks, and his lips. "I want to say that I'm sorry for lashing out at you, and for letting out my stress at you. I love you just as much as you love me. You're my everything Edward."
He shook his head. "Tell me when I get too much for you to handle."
"You are never too much for me to handle, Edward. I'm just going a bit crazy, but I'm sure you'll get used to it eventually."
He smiled and peppered my face with kisses.
Edward pulled me along towards the school. The pink toad was waiting for us when we got to the west entrance. "Fuck."
Edward and I put some distance between us and attempted to get past her. She coughed, trying to get my attention. I didn't acknowledge her. "Ms. Potter? I know you heard me, come here this instant."
"Fuck," I cursed the ground and waved Edward to go along and tell Harry why I wasn't going to be in class for the first hour. He gave me a hurt look that pleads for forgiveness. I loved that he cared about me but this wasn't his fault. I wasn't going to forgive him if there was nothing to forgive. I blew him a quick kiss, and lowered my mental shield for the slightest of moments: I love you, Edward. He gave a crooked smiled and blew a kiss at me and continued towards where everyone was. At least I was missing a class I didn't want to be in: Ancient Runes. I turned around and walked towards Umbridge. "Yes, Professor Umbridge?"
"Ms. Potter, what is this behavior I am seeing from you with that young man? You wouldn't want me to assume the worst, would you?"
I gaped at her. She was practically calling me a whore to my face! How dare she! "Professor Umbridge, please do not assume when you have no idea what is going on."
"Potter! You will not talk to me in that manner, I am your superior and you will respect me as such. To my office immediately."
She stomped off to her office, with me following closely behind her. Snape is going to kill me for getting in trouble again. He could only so much to save me ass from getting expelled. We arrived to her office, which still looked like pink through up on it. She pointed to the seat with the desk. I walked and plopped into it.
"Ms. Potter, you are a young lady and I expect you to behave like one. I expect to look to me as example, and follow it precisely. Today you shall be writing sentences for me, so the ideas are embedded into your skin and you are able to remember them."
I accepted my punishment with no words and picked up the quill. "I want you to write: I shall not flaunt as a harlot. I shall be a young lady who follows expectations." I nodded and began writing, gasping when I felt the words write themselves into my skin. Shit. Everyone was going to be so pissed off for letting myself get in trouble again, especially for the fact that I got in trouble with Umbridge.
She giggled when she inspected my hands. They were both covered in those nasty words she made me write. "Hopefully, now the words will have sunk in for you Ms. Potter." She looked up at the clock and smiled. "You are just in time for Potions class. It is being extended for 3 class hours, instead of the usual 1."
I nodded and silently walked out of her office. I continued on towards the class my father was teaching.
"Cullen, where is Ms. Potter?"
I walked in and stumbled over a stool, managing to get everyone's attention in less than a second. Snape's face brightened up when he saw me. Then he looked down. He saw the bright red on my hands, and the caked blood. His face clouded and darkened with the realization of who was capable of doing it.
"Everyone continue with your potions. I want them complete by the time I come back! Get in pairs, and there shall be a group a three! Now!" With that, he grabbed my forearm and pulled me out of the dungeon, and across the hall, to his office.
"Bella, what the hell!" He grabbed my hands and read what my hands said. "I shall not flaunt as a harlot. I shall be a young lady who follows expectations. Bella, I thought I told you not to provoke her."
I snatched my hands away. "It wasn't my fault. She found Edward and I coming back from the meadow and she assumed I was acting unladylike in the meadow. Which I wasn't!" I looked down to my raw hands. "I'll be fine, just let me get back to class." I tried to snatch the door to his office open, but he was blocking the way.
"Why did you let her?"
"Let her? You think I wanted to have this written on my hands so everyone could see? Well let me tell you that I did not just let her do what she wanted with me. I had no choice but to let her do it Snape."
He grabbed my hands and brought me to his desk. He began to shuffle through the drawers and pulled out a small clear vial. He holds his hand out and I slowly put mine inside his own. Giving me a quick smile, he dabs some of the liquid on my hands. The blistering red clears up and the words written on my hands fade a little. They didn't clear completely, but they're better.
"Thank you," I wrap my arms around him and hug him tight. Snape in turn wraps his arms around me and kisses the top of my head. "I love you, Daddy."
"And I love you my bella rose."
We stayed hugging for a few minutes, neither of us speaking. I didn't want to ruin the moment, and I'm sure Dad didn't want to ruin it either. The knock at the door ruined it. My skin began to tingle, I could only guess who it was.
"Come in, Cullen."
Edward opened the door and peered through. I gave him a small smile, while letting go of Snape. I reached out my hand, Edward hurriedly put clasped his hand around mine.
"I'm going back to class. Don't take too long coming back." Snape watched Edward while saying this. I gave him a small shove out the door; I already knew that if I would let him, he would hover just outside it. I closed the door and leaned against it.
"Bella, are you okay?"
"Edward," I sighed. "We just had this discussion in the meadow, I'm completely fine and you don't have to worry about me. The pink toad can't break me. All she does is take some blood from me, but that's it."
"What she does is still wrong Bella." He tightens his hold on my and slides his hands under my shirt and pulls on my bra straps. "We should do something about her and get rid of her."
I was lost in his touch and had no idea what he was saying to me. "Edward," I managed to breathe out.
Edward moved his hands to my front and held my breasts in his hands under the bra. "Shit. Edward that feels so good." He lowered his head and whispered in my ear. "We cannot do this in your father's
I opened my eyes as widely as I could. "That was mean of you to start! Now you're leaving me all hot and bothered having to go back into my father's class!"
Edward shot me a crooked smile and opened the door. I huffed and fixed my clothes, walking out. I stood in the hall waiting for him. I crooked my finger at him. "Come here baby."
He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me passionately, as if this was our last kiss.
"Harry!" Harry was sitting in the corner of the common room reading a textbook for class. "Are you hiding from me, brother?"
He closed his textbook and looked up at me. "What do you want, Bells?" he asked with a smile. He scooted over, and made room for me in the corner. "Are your hands doing okay?" Harry peeked at them and gripped them lightly in his own hands.
I nodded at him. "Of course I'm okay Harry. I'm not as weak as you, brother."
He stuck out his tongue out at me, which I proceeded to pinch with my forefinger and my thumb. He yelped and swatted my hand away. "Don't be mean to me, Bella. You know I'll get you back for it."
I giggled. He totally would get me back. I kissed his cheek and let him get back to his book.
I stood up and a wave of dizziness hit me. I threw my arms out to steady myself. I wasn't quick enough. I fell on the floor with a thud, I knew when I hot the ground, but I couldn't feel the pain of the impact. Before I could react everything was drowned in the color black, the last thing I heard was Harry calling my name and asking for help.
I woke up and it was black everywhere I looked. I blinked to make sure my eyes were even open. A bright, light flickered on and I looked around and my surroundings. There was nothing. Suddenly, smoke appeared and Voldemort was standing in front of me, with a smile on his face.
"Miss Bella Potter! How nice to see you!" He grabbed my face in his hand and began to dig his fingernails into my flesh.
I grimaced. What did he want this time? I pushed his hand off of my face. I could feel warm liquid running on the side of my face. He broke the skin with his nails, and now I'm bleeding.
"What do you want from me?" I asked.
"Do not speak to me in that manner!" His voice boomed and echoed throughout the abyss. His forceful voice threw me on my back and on the ground. "You will respect me Miss Potter!"
I said nothing and stayed on the ground. I had to comply with his orders. I wouldn't want him to harm my father. Snape had to be safe because he had protected me for so many years. Now it was my turn.
"Miss Potter, I've heard that you learned who your father is. Do you hate him for the fact that he left you alone for 16 years?"
I shook my head. "I could never hate my father! Leave him out of this! He is not a coward like the rest of your followers. He is not a coward! Especially not like you!"
Voldemort grabbed my forearms and lifted me, so my feet were dangling in the air. "Your father is a coward, and you know it, Miss Potter. He wouldn't confess to you that you are his daughter. He was too much of a coward to confess to innocent Lily that he loved her. He is and will forever be a coward," he hissed.
I struggled to get out of his grip but his fingers just dug into my skin. I wanted to use the four elements but I couldn't. Snape had sacrificed too much to keep my powers hidden from Voldemort. I couldn't let him suspect anything.
He proceeded to throw me across the abyss. "Miss Potter, you will stay here until I decide what I want to do with you." He began to flick his wand, but he turned around and gave me a smile. "I must say, Umbridge did a fantastic job with making you see that you a harlot and an improper young lady." Voldemort pointed his wand at my hands and a streak of red light flew out of the wand, directly to my hands. My hands began to sear with pain.
"What are you doing?" I demanded.
"I'm making Umbridge's words be more…noticeable on your delicate hands." With that he cackled, and disappeared taking the searing pain with him; leaving me in the darkness by myself, with no way to see what he had done to my hands. I was completely alone.