It was over.

That was Harry's first thought after Voldemort's death. Only a few minutes before it was Harry who was proclaimed dead. And now everything was over. There was nothing left to fight. The fighting for a normal life is finally over. Now he could live the life he always wanted. The abuses he had sufferd from was over.

Looking to the entrance door of Hogwarts he saw the Waesleys embracing each other, Ron kissing Hermione and Ginny was wraped around a very happy Dean Thomas. Sirius, Remus and Tonks stood together and joked around. And finally Draco and his godfather Snape, standing aside, embraced each other. Harry did not feel comfortably with this group. They did not even pay tribute to him. But Harry understood them, he simply wasn't important enough for somebody to remember him. He also didn't want to be a burden to the others, so he made up his mind, walked silently to the ROR, took his possession out of Hermione's bag and put it into an old Backpack. He appeared/left to the London Airport, went to the next counter and booked a ticket for the next international flight. An hour later he sat on a plain to Italy Next to him sat an older man who was asleep and drooled on Harry's shoulder. But it did not matter to Harry. Finally he could start a new life. He was just about to fall asleep as he herd an loud bang and screams. The next thing he knew was blackness.

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Living with the Cullen Family was not as rosy as you would think. Sure, Bella and Edward were doing fine and Renesme was a happy child that was loved by everyone. But there was one family member who did not feel like a real part of the family: Emmet. Later after the incident with the Volturi, Rosalie left him because she fell in love with another man who loved by everyone else. So now he was stuck in a house full of lovesick couples and his ex-wife with her new husband. It was too much for him. Especially when he was ignored by his family and his so called friends. Neither did he not even know the reason for being ignored nor what he did wrong. So after six months of being constantly ignored and left out, Emmet came to a decision: leaving his family. So when his Family went hunting without him, again, he went to his room and packed his bag with the most important stuff.
Not knowing where he should go, he drove to the Seattle airport and booked the first International flight. Funnily it was to Italy. Soon Emmet was boarding and settled in.

New live her I come he thought.