747Summery: Bella was left alone in the forest, however she never told Edward, or any of the Cullen's that she was not Bella Swan – Chief Police Swan's daughter. Instead she is Isabella Snape, a sister to the most hated teacher at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, a witch and an unofficial Marauder. What happens when Professor Dumbledore invites the Cullen's to Hogwarts to help protect the school? Will there be chaos? Or will there be love?
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Chapter 27
Rosalie stared at the sight before her for a second before the smell of blood filled her senses, making it difficult for her to stay. She quickly left the room and ran to the infirmary as fast as she could, blurring past the empty hallways. It took no time before she stood in front of Madame Pomfrey explaining what little she knew while the healer quickly grabbed her bag of any tools she might need.
It was a couple of minutes later when the blonde was outside the class, near the window to keep the blood from filling her senses once again. She could hear and smell everything going on in the room. She could hear Bella sob and shout at the older woman to fix her brother, and she could hear Madame Pomfrey tell her to step back and drink the calming draught that she had placed in the young girls hand, and she heard Madame Pomfrey pull out tools from the bag, and she heard her work on the greatly injured man in front of her. All the while, she stood outside the classroom, staring out of the window, taking in large chunks of fresh air to keep from going into the room and feast on the potions master.
She watched as the Healer levitate a slightly better looking Severus through the door and towards the infirmary, muttering to herself, making note of everything that needed to be done to take care of him.
She took in another deep breath, waiting for Bella to finish cleaning the room of any blood before she stepped in. The dark classroom was eerie, and even though she knew practically nothing could hurt her, Rosalie kept looking around the room as if she expected something to attack her.
"What do you want Rosalie?" she heard a detached voice from the front of the room ask suddenly making her jump.
She stared at the girl in front of her, a quill gripped tightly in her hand as it scratched on the parchment in front of her, covered by a curtain of her hair. Rosalie was suddenly very intimidated by the witch in front of her. "I-I wanted to… apologise," she hesitantly said, it was obvious that the blonde haired vampire did not apologise often, "for everything. Everything that I did in Forks… everything that I did here and just… everything."
She looked up from her parchment, letting go of the quill that continued to write. Rosalie stared at it distractedly for a bit before she turned back to the quiet witch that had made her way in front of the vampire. She did not know what she was expecting, but it had not been a hug. After the surprise wore off, Rosalie fell into the smaller girls arms and started to hug her back tightly (not enough to crush her, but enough to send the silent message that she would be there for the younger girl). Both of them smiled at each other as they disentangled themselves before a relieved laugh passed their lips.
"Okay, if you didn't understand that, I forgive you." Bella replied bluntly, "but I have to go, my brother…" she trailed off.
"No. No. I don't mind, I shouldn't be keeping you," Rosalie interrupted. Bella just smiled at her new friend and left the room allowing the silence to fall upon her as she watched the young witch walk towards the infirmary.
Bella walked down the halls of the school, each step echoed as she drew closer to her target, her brother. She knew what her brother did, she knew everything, she also knew that he tried to save the Potter's that night, but, as if he had known, Voldemort sent him off to a mission, not telling him that he was going to kill the woman he loved. When he had finally found out, he was too late. He was too late to save them, to save her.
She was there for him in the beginning, but when Dumbledore moved Harry, she started to pull away, leaving him to suffer by himself, and allowing her to wallow in pity alone. Eventually she stopped visiting, and then he stopped asking. It wasn't until a couple of years later that they got back in contact; the visits were brought back slowly and owls were sent frequently, and then it vanished again when Dumbledore sent her on various missions, things that even he didn't know, visits happened infrequently, lasting less than 3 days at a time, then her year long mission, one where no contact was allowed, one where she got her heart broken. But no matter what, her brother always accepted her, it didn't matter what had happened, weather it had been her fault or not, he was there, with a large cup of tea and a shoulder to lean on.
She had just got him back, she couldn't loose him now.
She was brought out of her thoughts when she crashed into a suit of armour that was just outside the doors of the infirmary. Her hair whipped at her face as she shook her head to get her bearings. With a nervous laugh she entered the room silently, passing the empty beds until she reached the one with the unconscious potions master, the light from the moon coming from the open window was the only thing stopping her from running into everything.
The screech from the chair as she pulled it closer to the bed pierced the silence before it settled once again. She just stared at her brother, watching carefully as his chest moved up and down, up and down. It soothed her slightly; at least she knows that he was still alive.
The unsettling silence stretched on before she shifted, grabbing the mans limp hand, "Hey brother," she whispered, her eyes started to sting as she tried not to cry, "remember all those times, the times when I was sick, and you sat by my bed, day in and day out, just sitting there, staring blankly out of the window, or reading to me, or making me play some ridiculous game until I got better. Or when I broke my leg from jumping out of the tree, who knew that it was so high," she laughed lightly as a single tear fell down her cheek, "dad wouldn't let me go to St Mungos, said it should be done the 'proper way', whatever that means. You were always there. Always. You never left my side, and you just…" her voice cracked, she didn't know what she was saying or doing at this point, "I just got you back Sev, I can't… you can't leave me now, you just can't. It isn't fair." Tears fell freely as she tried to furiously wipe it away with her free hand.
She sat there, looking out the window, listening to the howls and chirps of various creatures that settled in the forbidden forest as she tried to get her emotions in tact. A sigh escaped her lips, she quickly looked to the door just behind her, the living quarters of Madame Pomfrey, and it was shut tight. Surely the healer was asleep at this time. With a final look around she carefully climbed into the bed, curling up next to her brother, minding the injuries that he may have sustained. She was looking for some sort of comfort from her older brother as she did when she was younger. She couldn't help but remember. Remember the sounds of her father yelling at her mother, the sound of glass breaking, and her mother crying, begging him to stop, each night she would curl to her brothers side and he would do his best to muffle the sounds that echoed through the house and entered their tightly shut room.
She wished for that comfort now.
A/N: I am a horrible, horrible person, I am so sorry for this (really) late update. I feel terrible. But there have been a lot of things going on in my life lately, the main reason being school (Oh, how I loathe thee) and I have so many assessments and tests. Ugh, hate being in my last year. And then on top of that, I have family things going on, and if that wasn't bad enough I have had a major writers block with this. But, here is the next chapter, hopefully you won't have to wait as long for the next one, but I cannot promise anything. Please let me know what you think, and if you would like to see anything happen in this story I would like to know, maybe I can incorporate it into this.
A/N2: Sorry for the lack of Sirius/Bella moments in this chapter, I had no idea where to put it, and I kinda wanted to show how close Severus and Bella are in regards to siblings, so I hope you forgive me, and hopefully, next chapter will have Sirius/Bella moments.