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Edward's POV-

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We watched Harry Potter, but stopped at the end of Goblet of fire since Bella began crying after Cedric died... I mean, he does look a little like me...

Tomorrow's Father's Day, Bella changes the subject every time it's mentioned...

"Edward," The love of my life murmured in her sleep. I don't want her to hurt, she hurts I hurt, vice versa.

"Edward go, run, go, go," Her voice faded away, she's been having nightmares a lot lately.

"NO!" She screeched.

"Bella, Shh, Bella its okay, your home, in your bed, Shh," I gently wake her, pulling her onto my lap as she sobbed into my shirt.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked, she shook her head, "Okay, breakfast?" She nodded, Get ready while I make it, I kissed her forehead before jogging, human speed, to the kitchen.

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Bella's POV-

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Tanya pointed a large, wand like, stick at Edward.

'Edward go, run, go,' I ordered him, he ignored me.

"What do y-"

Tanya muttered something that sounded like a spell, sending Edward soaring backwards, he hit the statue and crumbled to ashes.

'NO!' I scream.

"Now it's your turn," Tanya smirked evilly before raising her stick and-

"Bella! Shh, Bella it's okay your home, in your bed, Shh," Edward woke me, I clung to him, stupid god darn Harry Potter.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head, he'd think I'm being stupid... "Okay, breakfast," I nodded, I'm not that hungry but I need to calm down, even though the only thing that can calm me is Edward...

"Get ready while I make it," He kissed my forehead then left.

I fell back on the cushions, running my fingers through my hair, if that happened... Could I bring him back? Could I repair him? I'd spend an eternity fixing together every ash if it means I get to be with him again...

I showered, letting the warm water relax me, and then entered the closet, picking out a short dark blue, almost black dress, I pulled my hair into a loose bun then walked downstairs into the kitchen as Edward turned.

He stood frozen for a moment, staring down at my legs, his eyes trailing over my body, making me blush, before he composed himself, I sat down, he placed a plateful of waffles in front of me.

"You're so beautiful," He whispered, cupping one side of my face in his hand, I leaned into his palm, "It's Father's Day, today," I froze, my memory from my human life was still coming back to me, I only realised what I was a few months after Edward found me, I may not remember but I sure do feel.

"I know," I croaked.

He nodded, walking around the breakfast bar to where I sat, "I can't even describe how good you look there are no good enough adjectives," I looked at what he was wearing, a tight T-Shirt that enhanced his muscles - and was the same colour as my dress, some skinny black leggings and black converses, he truly is the hottest man on the planet.

"Look who's talking," I said, putting my hand on his chest. He sighed.

"What?"

"Whatever I say you're not going to believe how beautiful you are, are you?" He sighed again, "I guess I'll have to show you then," Before I could reply Edward crushed my body to his, kissing me, good job I just swallowed... He spun around so he was sat on the stool and I was on my tiptoes, my neck craned up to kiss him.

"Ugh, get a room! You're putting me off my appetite," Emmett exclaimed, walking in.

"You don't eat," Edward pointed out.

"Still," He mumbled, "Hey little sis, wanna go hunting?"