A Harry Potter/Twilight Fan Fiction
Bella's Point of View
All stories don't have happy endings. Mine didn't have a happy begining. When my brother and I were one year old, our parents were murdered. Harry and I became famous that night. But we didn't feel that way. We were sent to live with Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. Their son Dudley was no better.
When we turned eleven, things got better. A little at least. Where were Wizard and Witch. We went to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
That's where we found out how famous we were. The boy and girl who lived. The scars on our foreheads didn't help. Durning the first weeks of a new year, you always hear, "Next to Weasley, and Granger. Look at their scars!" Our first year, it was the whole school. The years that followed, it would only be the First years...Mostly.
Summers were always miserble.
Until they moved in.
The Cullen's changed our life......
So what do you think? When I'm done wrinting Chapter One, I'll post it if I see at least three comments....