'Dear Sirius,
I know you will never get this, like all the others I've written since that frightful night in the Ministry but I feel all alone again. I know I'm not really alone, I have Dad, and the Cullens, the tribe, Harry, Hollie and Emberlee, and those beautiful niece and nephews as well as all my friends, and the Order. But I'm still alone. I am the only one connected to Voldemort, who is still out there, taunting me, haunting me.
The days are growing darker; the Death Eaters are wreaking havoc in both the wizard world and the Muggle world, and are taking people at random. It's not long now; I feel it in my bones.
I'm sorry you died because of me, I miss you greatly.
Your loving goddaughter,
Bella.'
I feel somebody behind me and then cold hands on my bare shoulders. I'm only wearing a tank top.
"You know it's not your fault he died," Edward says. "You have to stop punishing yourself for everything that's happened to you or you're gonna crack up."
I turn the chair round and he crouches down in front of me.
"I can't help it, Edward. It's just..."
"I know I can't read your mind but I know what you're thinking and I can assure you everything that's happened is Voldemort's fault, all of it."
"Even the times with James and Victoria?"
"Yes, actually. If he didn't kill James and Lily, you wouldn't be in Forks in the first place."
I look at him, realising he's right.
"I love you so much, Edward."
"I love you too, and I swear I will never let anyone hurt you ever again."
I put my forehead against his.
~Harry's POV~
I'm in the cafe at the train station near Sirius' home in London. He's left it to the four of us in his will and it's hidden like headquarters. Sirius hid it when Emberlee moved in with him. Bella remains with Charlie in Forks, well protected by the Cullens and the pack.
I turn the page of the newspaper I'm reading and begin to read the article about Draco and his mother which reads 'Fallen from Grace. Malfoy's wife and son leave the trial.'
And the article where Lucius was imprisoned for being a Death Eater.
"Bella Swan," the young waitress says. "Who's Bella Swan?"
I realise she's seen the story about Bella on the front so I lower the paper.
"My sister," I say. "She's had a rough life."
"Funny, that paper of yours. Couple nights ago, I could've sworn I saw a picture move."
"Really?"
"Thought I was going around the twist."
I smile and she walks away so I turn.
"Hey, I was wondering..."
"Eleven. That's when I get off. You can tell me all about your sister."
I check my breathe and then take out my mints before I notice a light flickering on the other side of the track so I go to the window.
I wipe the window and a train flashes past.
When it's gone, I see Dumbledore on the other side of the track so I go over to him.
He's staring at the billboard which reads 'Tonight make a little magic with your man.'
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Potter Sibling Trilogy Plus One Book 2 (continued from Book 1)
FanfictionThe trio continue they're education at Hogwarts with many obstacles... with Dementors... new teachers and staff. And with You-Know-Who himself
