Better than Revenge
He left me all because of her. She got him alone on a nice, summer's day and then all of a sudden he wants to be with her. Hmmm, I wonder why? I wonder if its because of all the things she does in bed, maybe she just did him a favor and he went crawling right to where she wanted him to. I left for awhile, to try to blow off steam. Now I'm back, and I have a totally different personality than the one people ranked me by. I hope everyone is ready for the new me because there is nothing I do better than revenge. So ready or not here I come.
A Different Life
I had left him. I still couldn't believe I had left him. I was crying silent tears as I was traveling home. My real home. I probably had just ruined my entire life. I had left my love, my life, my soul mate, my other half in general. I'm such an idiot, but it was actually for the best, I mean he saw me using magic, when he wasn't supposed to. Your probably confused and saying 'What the hell is she talking about?' To answer your question we have to start at the beginning.
First of all my name is not Isabella Marie Swan my name is really Bella Rosemarie Potter. I know I was named after a flower weird, but so was my mom which meant I still liked the name, it made me feel special. Anyway back to the clearing up thing, I have a twin brother.
His name is Harry James Potter. Our parents had both been killed by the Dark Lord, or as we knew him Lord Voldemort. They were both murdered without mercy. Their names were Lily Jane Evans Potter, and James Anthony Potter. Harry and I were both supposed to die that fateful night, but fate had other plans for us. We were both babies, no older than 1 year old. We were both sleeping when everything occurred, but we awoke in time to see the green blinding light, and afterwards a bunch of random smoke coming from nowhere.
Harry and I had lived with our Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, and their pig of a son Dudley. They were horrid! They treated us like we were scum, as if we were their servants instead of their freaking niece and nephew, I hated them, but they were the only blood-related family left. When we were both 11, we got our letters to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That was the beginning if an entire new life we never knew we would have.