Chapter 1

Harry watched Albus jump onto the deep beetroot-coloured train and press his nose to the glass of the window and wave goodbye. He already sat with people who were bound to become new friends, and seemed happy enough.

Taking Ginny's hand, he waved goodbye to his favourite child, wishing him a good time for his first year. As the train started up, Harry noticed a tear in Ginny's eye.

"Shh, honey. I'm sure he'll be fine," he whispered, wiping away the salt water.

She hugged him gratefully, and tried a wavering smile at the train's general direction.

Meanwhile…

Edward frowned at Bella, his marble forehead creasing.

"What is it?" she asked softly, taking his face between her hands.

"They're fighting again," he said.

Bella didn't have to think to know who Edward was talking about.

"What has happened? They are always so close. I mean Jacob imprinted on her for God's sake!"

"I know, I know…" Edward grimaced.

"Look, Jacob, I've told you a hundred, thousand times, I am NOT in love with you!" Renesmee shouted, pushing Jacob's too-eager lips away from her 'personal bubble'.

Jacob growled.

"I don't care; I'm in love with you. That seems to justify that I'm allowed to kiss you," he said, leaning closer. The tension between both of their strong muscles was tangible in the air.

Finally, Renesmee stepped to the side, and Jacob fell flat on his face.

"Damn it, Renesmee!" he shouted, getting onto his feet sharply.

"Damn it – what, Jacob? Damn it that I've got my own consciousness? What the hell is your problem?! Can't I live a life without you? Can't I choose how I wish to live?"

Jacob's mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. He had no answer to give.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, choked by her words.

"It's too late, Jake," Renesmee said, quietly. She flashed upstairs and came back down with a piece of paper in her hand. On it, words were inked in a delicate script. He didn't bother reading it, just took it as she held out her hand – open-palmed – to him.

"Give this to mum and dad. They'll understand. Tell them not to try and find me. I'm sorry."

Her high voice wavering, then breaking.

Jacob was frozen. He couldn't move.

"Don't do this," he moaned.

Renesmee just shook her head and flitted out of the large front door.