Chapter 1

My name is Isabella Marie Black, but the people of Forks, Washington know me as Isabella Marie Swan. My father, Sirius Black, is a wizard which makes me a witch. Something I never told them about. I attended Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. The headmaster had told me that I should go and live with my Uncle for awhile because danger was coming and somebody, A.K.A Lord Voldermort, wanted my friends and me dead. My friends got to stay at Hogwarts though I had to go and live with my Uncle Charlie in Forks for awhile. The day I had to leave my home was probably one of the worst days of my life. My dad and I had always been close since my mother died while giving birth, so it was hard to say good-bye even if it was only for awhile.

After they left I decided it was time to go back to my real home. To my father, to my friends, and of course Hogwarts. I had talked it out with my Uncle and we had decided that I would take a plane to London and meet my father at the airport.

Once I had said good-bye to Charlie I got on the plane. The plane ride wasn't anything special, in fact it was far from it. A kid, who looked to be in the 'Terrible Two's' age, kept screaming and kicking the back of my seat. His mother just sat there next to him reading a magazine like nothing was happening at all. I about took out my wand and jinxed the kid and then yell at his mother half way there, but I told myself that I couldn't or else I would be sent to Azkaban.

Once the plane had landed I was one of the first ones of wanting to get as far away as possible from the kid and his mother before I jinxed them both into next week. Once I had gotten my bags I headed to one of the seats by the door and took out my favorite book—Twilight. One minute I go from reading Twilight to reading the inside of someone's palms and a familiar voice that I would know from any where saying "Guess who."

"Hmm…. Lets see…Who could you be?" I said playing along. " Oh I know, you have to be my dream boy! ORLANDO BLOOM!!! YOU FANILLY FOUND ME!!!" I said while laughing at the reaction I got back.

"My god Isa" my father says. "I did not need to know that!" looking disgusted, making me laugh harder.

"It's your fault for giving me false hope." I said trying to look as if I was mad at him but the corners of my mouth twitched giving me away. "Hey dad." I said, both our smiles had been wiped away at these words reminding us how we got here. Dad pulled me into a tight hug that would have liked to squeeze my lugs. "I missed you dad."

" I missed you too, baby."

After a few more minutes we let go of each other, it was then I realized I we both had tears streaming down our faces. My father held my face in his hands and wiped away my tears with his thumbs and then kissed my forehead.

"Lets go baby girl." Putting an arm around my shoulder and picking up my bag with the other and lead us out the doors. I was finally home.